On the first day of September, Tokyo City Nankang-gun Wangfu Buddha Hall

Zhao Shishe sat quietly on the futon in front of the Buddha statue, his eyes closed, the rosary in his hand was slowly moving, and his mouth was whispering the scriptures in an inaudible voice. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At noon on August 13, more than ten days ago, just two hours after Meng Sheng and his students left Tokyo City for Songyang Academy in Xijing Henan Mansion, a group of monks suddenly entered the palace of Nankang County, which was not very high-profile on weekdays.

The official family then sent people from the inner house to visit, and saw a haggard Zhao Shishe in the Buddhist hall in the palace, according to the palace steward Zhao Sui'an explained, the princess suddenly fell ill last night, and is still unconscious, and her life is dying.

Later, this news was confirmed by the imperial doctor who came, and the eyes that were looking here everywhere lost interest after observing it for a while. After all, a distant clan is just a county king who does not have much real power, although his status is noble, but he still can't arouse much interest, in contrast, they are more concerned about the queen who is also seriously ill, and the sons left by Emperor Shenzong, the younger brothers of the current saint.

The imperial physician sent by the official family only left a pair of medicine for recuperation and left in a hurry, and in the next few days, the gate of the palace was closed, and no one entered or left.

"Lord Wang, your hands and feet have been cleaned up." Zhao Sui'an walked in from outside the house, stood behind Zhao Shishi and said softly.

Zhao Shishe didn't seem to hear it, and he still recited the Buddhist scriptures lightly, and only the rosary that suddenly accelerated its rotation could show a trace of turmoil in his heart.

After about a stick of incense, Zhao Shishe finished reciting the Buddhist scriptures, and then slowly opened his eyes and whispered "En".

Zhao Sui'an, who had been waiting quietly, heard the sound and continued: "The imperial court reacted quickly, and blocked the entire territory of Mi County on the same day, but fortunately, it was well prepared and evacuated in time without leaving any hands and feet. Several of the errands went south to Yingchang Mansion and returned to Gyeonggi via Chenzhou, and are now waiting in Zhuangzi outside the city. ”

"In recent days, let them stay honestly in the Zhuangzi and don't show their faces outside." Zhao Shishe said lightly.

"Yes, Sui'an will explain." Zhao Sui'an agreed, and then suddenly thought of something, and said hesitantly: "But ......"

"But what?" Zhao Shishe asked.

"Meng Shang's side has already aroused the suspicion of the officials of Mi County, if someone intends to track it down...... After all, it's a troublesome matter, do you want to ......," Zhao Sui'an said calmly.

"No need. A bad old man, who doesn't know anything, can he still confess something even if he is caught? Killing him will only increase our suspicions. Zhao Shishe shook his head slightly, and then said: "So, this kind of person who doesn't know anything is the best use. ”

"Sui'an understands." Zhao Sui'an owed his waist and said respectfully. "The Princess's Illness ......"

"It's much better, I can get out of bed and walk around." After Zhao Shishe finished speaking lightly, he slowly closed his eyes again, and continued to recite another scripture in his mouth.

"Yes, Sui'an will go and order......"

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"Master, are you back?" Liu Yong stood outside the door, looking at the dark room through the crack in the door, and asked worriedly.

"The door is unlocked, come in." There was a long-lost voice in the room, but it was mixed with a hint of exhaustion.

In September, it was already late in the morning. Liu Yong pushed open the door of the house, and the faint starlight outside the house and the lights of the morning market in the distance came close, and a glimmer of light could barely make people see the outline.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Liu Yong entered the room, the smell of herbs became stronger, and he couldn't help but take a few steps forward, and vaguely saw the master lying on the bed wrapped in a thick white cloth, and asked carefully, "Master, are you injured?" ”

"Hmph, you won't read it?" Old thief Deng snorted lightly and said unhappily.

"Huh? It's really true. Master, you are so good, how can you get hurt? Liu Yong saw that Deng Lao's tone was still the same, and the panic at the beginning gradually faded, gradually turned into curiosity, and then asked.

Old thief Deng's face turned red, and then he said with some anger: "Can't you get drunk and fall for the teacher?" ”

Although Liu Yong doesn't know medical skills, and there is no one at home to study medicine, he has seen the eldest man next door to him fall off the courtyard wall. Obviously, the injuries on the body of the old thief Deng in front of him were obviously not injured by a fall as he said. "Oh, it looks like Master didn't fall lightly."

"Hmph, why do you want you to discipline your teacher when he is injured?" Deng Lao Thief naturally heard the doubts in Liu Yong's words, and said unhappily.

"Master, your injuries are so serious, I think you won't be able to teach me martial arts for a while, why don't you withdraw my remaining two months of restraint first, and when your injuries are healed, I'll hand them in again?" Liu Yong said expectantly.

"Get out!" The roar of the old thief Deng was still so strong that Liu Yong was so frightened that he ran out of the house. But it didn't take long for him to be called over by Deng Lao Thief again.

Old thief Deng tried to calm down his mood of wanting to scold his mother, cleared his throat, and said as majestically as possible. "I have something to do for the teacher."

"No, no." Liu Yong quickly vetoed. Since his brain was kicked by a donkey and he worshiped Deng Lao Thief as a teacher, he has never encountered anything good with him. was either pitted, or treated as a coolie, if he wasn't willing to give up the thirty white flowers, Liu Yong would not have come again a long time ago.

"I'll save you from being bound for a month." Old thief Deng stretched out a finger and tempted.

"Retire for a month!" Liu Yong bargained.

"Impossible!" Deng Lao Thief resolutely objected.

"Why?" Liu Yong asked puzzled.

"I've already used the money to buy medicine, and there are three big dollars left, which are on the table, so take them if you want." Old Deng tilted his head, looking like he was in debt.

Liu Yong hurriedly picked up the clothes on the table and the clothes that Deng Lao Thief had taken off, and sure enough, he only found three big money, and he couldn't help but be very disappointed.

"You! Are you really flipping? Do you still respect teachers in your eyes...... Ahem! When the old thief Deng saw Liu Yongzhen rummaging through his things, he suddenly couldn't help coughing angrily.

"Uh......" Liu Yong also felt that he had gone too far, so he had to stand there with a dry smile.

"Two months of shackles, no more." Deng Lao Thief said.

"No, you don't teach me kung fu, you only ask me to sell you coolies, I won't do it." How could Liu Yong agree? The original intention of worshipping Deng Lao Thief as a teacher was to learn powerful kung fu, so that no one would dare to bully him, and by the way, he could also be majestic in front of his friends. But who knew that after worshipping the teacher, he found out that he had been deceived, and his original intention became that in order not to do loss-making business, no matter how hard and tired he was, he had to learn from Deng Laothief the kung fu worth thirty yuan. But Deng Lao Thief only let him "jump into the pit" and do coolies every day, and did not teach him kung fu at all, even if he studied for two more months, Liu Yong naturally would not agree to Deng Lao Thief's conditions.

"You taught me the trick to deal with Chen Da and Chen Er that day, and I will help you do it."

To be continued......

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