Walking out of Yuefu, Guo Hanjin and Lu Simang glanced at each other, and shook their heads in disappointment, today is in vain. Yue Mingzhong is indeed scheming, and what he does completely gags other people's mouths. Relief for the victims, the Yue family does not fall behind, relieves the sick, and the Yue family provides medicinal materials, which not only gathers the hearts of the people, but also can be used to show the court, killing two birds with one stone. However, if the matter was so easy to solve, the two of them would not easily find the Yue family.

"Brother Guo, what should I do now?" Lu Simang said worriedly, "His Royal Highness has died a strange death, our backer has been lost, even if we are lucky enough to escape this time, it is difficult to guarantee the future......" He wanted to speak but stopped.

"Brother Lu, let's talk about these things when we go back." Guo Han looked up to the sky and sighed, "I'm waiting for bad luck, I can't complain about others, it's not too late to go back and make plans!" ”

In the Qin Cha Xingyuan, Feng Wuxian always felt uneasy, and Hai Ruolan's inexplicable arrival made his originally calm heart defense extremely fragile, and many things that had been close to forgetting appeared in his memories one after another, including the life experience he wanted to deliberately forget. Although he told himself again and again that it was impossible to return to the original world, the simple and warm room had been shadowed in the dream for several days.

"Little Fangzi!" He habitually shouted, however, it was another little eunuch in blue who came in. Feng Wuxian distinguished it for a long time before he recognized that he was the waiter that his father had rewarded him with before leaving, and he couldn't help but feel bored again. Nine times out of ten, this kind of person who is given by the king bears another kind of responsibility, and although he knows it, he can only speak to him with a pleasant face, which is really uncomfortable. At this time, he had already sent Xiao Fangzi to take care of Hai Ruolan, but no matter what the considerations, it was impossible for him to summon Xiao Fangzi back, so let's use this little eunuch first.

"What's your name?" Wind Traceless asked nonchalantly.

"If you go back to Your Highness, the slave Liu Wu, usually everyone calls the slave Xiao Wuzi." The little eunuch was very clever, knelt down and kowtowed, and said with a smile, "This is a cheap name for a slave, if Your Highness is happy, you can give a name at will." ”

"Forget it, this king doesn't have that interest, so it's better to call Xiao Wuzi." Feng Wuxian didn't care, and was about to open his mouth to tell some more things, but he saw Xu Chunshu gesturing to himself outside the door with a strange expression. He was surprised in his heart, and casually sent Xiao Wuzi away, and then paced to the door and said, "Zixu, what's going on?" ”

"Your Highness, there is a person outside the door holding the waist card of the old man's house, saying that he has something important to ask to see His Highness." Xu Chunshu was already a little confused.

Feng Wuxian was stunned for a moment, and then immediately woke up, it was impossible for Hai Ruolan to go out alone, the person who asked to see her must be her personal maid, this is good, Xiao Fangzi can be transferred back. Without this caring boy, I'm really a little unaccustomed. "Zixu, invite that person in, and then send it directly to Miss Ruolan. The king will not receive him. ”

Xu Chunshu agreed, and immediately turned around to make arrangements, muttering in his heart, Miss Hai Er followed her to Fujian like this, and spread the word, the relationship between her master and the two of her was inevitably a little unclear. However, with Xu Chunshu's temperament, the brutal and willful Hai Ruoxin, in addition to her beauty, is not worthy of the wind and no trace, and she is definitely not the best candidate for the princess, and she is not as good as Ruolan who is a concubine. However, he didn't want to mess with such things between men and women, so it was better to let them go.

Feng Wuxian saw Xiao Fangzi come back, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't think about it properly for a while, and he actually gave the most powerful person around him to Hai Ruolan, and he was really concerned about it. Seeing that Xiao Fangzi also had a bitter look, he couldn't help but smile, "I didn't expect that you, a clever boy, also have a time to eat turtles, what's the matter, Miss Ruolan showed you a look?" ”

"Master, it would be nice if the eldest lady gave the slave a look on his face!" Xiao Fangzi called out to hit the sky, "The problem is that no matter what the slave asks, she ignores it, and even the food is finished in a few bites, and she is stunned all day long." Master, are you going to take a look? If Miss Hai Er has three long and two short, the old man must not look good on his face. He has some sympathy in his heart, but it is only the master's business, and he can only mention it slightly, and he doesn't dare to be good at big ideas.

"Okay, you don't have to worry about that." Feng Wuxian immediately changed the subject, "I've been staying here for a long time, I'm really bored, I didn't come to Fujian to stay here all the time." Xiao Fangzi, you go and prepare, let's go out for a walk. ”

"Master, the slave is going to inform Lord Xu." Xiao Fangzi responded, and his heart was also extremely happy, after all, as a eunuch, the opportunity to get out of the imperial city was very rare, since the master had the heart to go outside, how could he not obey?

"By the way, tell Zixu to bring a few fewer people." Feng Wuxian added, "Just a few of them, there has never been anything wrong on weekdays, and the number of people is too eye-catching." Feng Wuzi didn't notice that in the distance outside the door, the little Wuzi was staring at Xiao Fangzi with an extremely jealous gaze.

In this way, Feng Wuxian was still followed by dozens of tails, although he tried his best to ask them not to follow too closely, but these guards and soldiers were all responsible, and they did not dare to slack off at all, and were vaguely divided into many groups, covering the safety of Feng Wuxian openly or covertly. Chen Lingcheng also followed, called "escort", but Feng Wuxian knew in his heart that this old guy really wanted to see his jokes, but he had no choice but to go with him. However, Shi Jingqi can't help but bring it, this person is not familiar with Fujian and himself, and it is more beneficial to take a look at the customs and customs.

After the disaster, the street was a little deserted, and most of them were passers-by in shabby clothes, and the luxurious clothes of the wind without a trace were particularly eye-catching, and there was some envy and suspicion in the eyes of onlookers. Feng Wuxian regretted in his heart, this is not the capital, and when he came out dressed like this, didn't he make it clear to tell others that he was from other places? However, if you turn around and go back now, it will not only arouse suspicion among people, but will inevitably be ridiculed by those Fujian officials. Just like that, the group came to a temple in a blink of an eye.

Although it was a time of great calamity, the temple was full of incense, and most of the people who came and went were young men and women, and everyone looked like they were in a hurry. Feng Wuxian looked up at the plaque, the three words "Jingyuan Temple" are neat, and it is obviously from the hands of famous artists.

"I heard that the people of Fujian are in difficulty, but I didn't expect this temple to still be so popular, and I am afraid that there is a lot of money gathered, right?" Feng Wuxian turned his head to Xu Chunshu and the others behind him, "It's okay to be idle, let's go in and have a look." Although the imperial court has always forbidden Buddhism and Taoism, but under the influence of the Ming Fang Zhenren for two years, Feng Wuxian is a little disgusted with the Buddhist temple, seeing the year of the catastrophe, this Buddhist temple does not know how to put grain, but collects incense money, compared to the teacher Ming Fang Zhenren's entry into the WTO, the distinction between high and low is present.

Xu Chunshu couldn't help but feel a little nervous, just now the street was sparsely populated and safe, and seeing the crowds in this temple, his heart was raised. He glanced back at the others, and immediately protected behind Feng Wuxi.

There were more people in the temple than expected, and strangely enough, there were very few people kneeling in front of the Buddha statue to worship, most of them were crowded in front of a small table, and the shouting could be heard from a distance.

"Hey, don't squeeze, I'll come first, let me ask for a sign first." A stout woman shouted, "Hey, unlucky, I only won the lot." Hey, I said that the signature, what does it mean to sign the lottery, does it mean that I can't find a good husband? ”

"The donor, although it is the middle lot, but the signature is different, if there is a fate, the donor will be able to form a good marriage." A middle-aged monk with a philanthropic eyebrow and eleven rites.

"I think so." The woman stared at the sign twice, then took it into her arms and turned back contentedly.

Feng Wuxian and the others couldn't help but be stunned, and they couldn't imagine that the reason for the vigorous incense of this Jingyuan Temple turned out to be this. The dignified Bodhisattva actually grabbed the business of the old man under the moon, I really don't know whether to sigh that the world is declining, the people's hearts are not ancient, or to sigh that the monks of this temple have a way to make money.

Just thinking about it, there was a commotion in the rear, and I saw a group of family members surrounding a young boy, strolling over very leisurely.