Bo Zhaoxu rushed to this temple overnight, which was already a little lost energy, and was disturbed by Gu insects, so he really needed to close his eyes and nourish his mind to replenish his physical strength.

If this family is just talking about some family life, Bo Zhaoxu will also think about how to write the word forbearance.

The source of the voice of the partiality is only one person, either shouting that all temples are places where superstitious people come, or talking about other things that they don't know at all, and sometimes feeling how maverick they are, so that they have developed such a proud and independent character now.

After listening to it for a long time, it's really a bit of a headache.

One of the things that Bo Zhaoxu hates the most is that he doesn't know how to pretend to understand, and he makes high remarks about things he doesn't know at all, which is not only noisy, but also happens to hit Bo Zhaoxu's depressed muzzle.

"Nan Chen, go and bring a cup of tea to that young lady and let her be quiet."

Even if Nan Chendang understood what Bo Zhaoxu meant, every tea room had tea prepared in advance, so why did Bo Zhaoxu need to send it?

The meaning of the words was nothing more than to silence the man's mouth.

In the tea room where the prime minister's mansion sits, there are seven or eight female dependents sitting together, except for the one who laughs loudly at the boring others, everyone else sits upright on one side, listening to the housewife chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Catching a glimpse of a tea in the hand of the visitor, the prime minister's wife was surprised: "Who are you?" ”

"The subordinate is a close attendant next to the fourth prince of Huaguo, and on the order of the prince, he came to send a cup of tea to this young lady, so as not to say too much to this young lady and her throat can't stand it."

After that, Nan Chen directly put the tea cup in front of the girl.

The girl was obviously a little ignorant, not only did she not read the sarcasm in Nan Chen's words, but she was even very happy to think that she had really attracted the attention of a powerful person like Bo Zhaoxu in such a flamboyance, and she couldn't help but praise herself in her heart, so unhappy.

She smiled happily and said, "Really? You prince cares about me so much? Then you can rest assured, we also have tea in the tea room, and I won't be thirsty, so you can go back and help me pass the word on first. ”

Nan Chen immediately wrinkled his eyebrows, this person is a little too rude, and it is so natural to support other people's subordinates?

The prime minister's wife immediately understood that this was by no means a good word, and hurriedly apologized to Nan Chen on her behalf: "The young man is not sensible, please don't blame the prince, this son, my niece just said the wrong thing in a daze, don't be surprised, what she just said, don't take it to heart!" ”

"This is natural, the subordinates are just sending tea on behalf of the prince."

Nan Chen thought that the Prime Minister's wife should always discipline this Prime Minister's Mansion Lady Cousin, so she didn't say anything polite to anyone, and turned around and left.

However, he didn't know how helpless the prime minister's wife was against this strange cousin, and without telling him for a while, he saw that people were like a smoke, and went out directly......

Nan Chen, who returned to the tea room, was about to communicate with Bo Zhaoxu, when he met the stunned look on Bo Zhaoxu's face, as if something extremely terrifying was standing behind him.

"Lord Wang?"

He didn't even dare to look back, Bo Zhaoxu's expression was indifferent, and he scolded angrily: "Nan Chen, drive her out!" ”

Nan Chen stepped back and turned around, and was even ready to fight with others, but there was only one Miss Prime Minister's Mansion in front of her, and the smell of incense powder made people dizzy and itchy.

He can let him fight with people for hundreds of rounds, but in the face of an unarmed little girl, Nan Chen really doesn't know how to do it.

Nan Chen's heart was crossed, and he picked up the broom that was placed aside and blocked the door, and warned sharply: "This young lady, please respect yourself." ”

Bo Zhaoxu urged even more urgently: "If you can't even handle this matter properly, this king will send you back to the dark castle tonight!" ”

Good guy, he can smell the smell of incense powder on the Prime Minister's Mansion Ten steps away, if he lets Xiang Yeqi smell it, how can he coax and explain it......

Listening to Bo Zhaoxu's oppressive warning, Nan Chen suddenly became energetic and fought with the Prime Minister's Mansion Lady who desperately wanted to see Bo Zhaoxu's face.

The young lady just glanced at Bo Zhaoxu in a hurry, and the whole person was frozen outside the door, unable to come back to her senses for a long time. After a long time, she swallowed her saliva, and forced a cold snort calmly: "It's just a prince, what's the big deal?" Everyone is not all human, equality is the most important thing. ”

Having said that, Nan Chen saw that this young lady's eyes were about to enter the tea room, so why not look down on it?

It's just to attract a trace of Bo Zhaoxu's sideways, and he sighs in his heart, "This woman is quite interesting", but the opposite thing goes beyond politeness, and it will only be exchanged for the disgust and reluctance of others, not only will he not want to know her name, but he can't help but sigh in his heart How can there be such a person in this world who doesn't know what etiquette is.

Bo Zhaoxu was finally forced to the point of unbearable noise, he threw a sharp object with his hand, wiped the face of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and slashed it straight through, without hurting half of the flesh and skin, but cutting off a strand of green silk from the Prime Minister's Mansion. This is not half of Bo Zhaoxu's skill in making a secret weapon, but it can be regarded as a "bright weapon".

However, the Prime Minister's Mansion was still frightened, looking at her asymmetrical sideburns, her white lips couldn't stop trembling.

Bo Zhaoxu scolded: "Get out." ”

The young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion didn't even have time to tidy up her depressed appearance, she was already busy fleeing the scene, not daring to look back.

"This young lady is really crazy."

Nan Chen grabbed the broom in his hand dissatisfied, but before the words fell, Master Hong'an had already appeared behind the two as promised, staring at the broom in Nan Chen's hand and falling into deep thought.

Such a gaze really made Nan Chen feel deeply empty, and he hurriedly swept the ground twice that did not need to be cleaned at all, pretending to be cleaning the tea room.

"The tea room is cleaned by people from the temple every day, and the donor doesn't have to be so polite."

Master Hong'an saw Nan Chen's embarrassment, and took the initiative to take Nan Chen's broom, paving the steps for everyone to take a step back.

Bo Zhaoxu looked at this enlightened monk seriously, and always felt that in just a few hours, Master Hong'an's face was visibly several times older than the naked eye, and he was only thin in the morning, and he could directly see the shape of his bones at this time, which really made people worry about his body.

But Bo Zhaoxu had never seen such a ridiculous thing, so he blamed it on Master Hong'an changing into a monk's robe.

"Two donors, long story short."

Master Hong'an sat down at the tea table slowly, and he took out a plain white porcelain vial from his sleeve, which was so clean that he could not find even a trace of impurities, and this vial alone was a treasure that was difficult to find in the world. And he just looked at it twice, and then resolutely handed it over to Bo Zhaoxu.

Bo Zhaoxu put this thing away like a dark place, very calmly: "Master, please speak." ”

Master Hong'an's hands holding the Buddha beads trembled slightly, as if he was beating his spirit: "Since she came to ask, it must have encountered something that endangered her life, and she can't be slack, so this thing will be handed over to the donor, and please be sure to hand this thing over to Yun Gu's hands, don't open it in advance." ”

"What's the shy away from this?" Bo Zhaoxu really listened to Master Hong'an's appeal in his heart, "This king guarantees his life and will entrust this thing to the old man of Master Hong'an." ”

"It's gone, it's gone......"

Master Hong'an waved his hand lonely, his demeanor was much sluggish for some reason, he looked at the Buddha beads in his hand in a daze, and finally sighed with relief, and handed this thing to Bo Zhaoxu's hand, and said: "There is also this thing, please also ask the donor to convey it on your behalf." ”

……

Out of the tea room in the temple, Nan Chen was a little confused for no reason: "If you just come here to sample things, why doesn't the prince send his subordinates there, and why do you have to make such a big move." I'm afraid that the little marquis will be idle, so he will go to the inn to find the princess to relieve his boredom. ”

"This king doesn't know what the old lady Gu is trying to do, but this thing is ...... This king has already faintly guessed. Bo Zhaoxu re-strengthened a small seal for the porcelain vase, and handed it to Nan Chen, "Find some reliable people to escort you back, the kind last night, you will be exempted." ”

"My subordinates understand."

Nan Chen protected the porcelain vase more than his own life, for fear that it would be bumped into and delay his master's business.

But it was what he was afraid of, and before he had taken a few steps away, he was hit in the leg by someone on a rampage, it was the little monk who had been busy with them in the morning.

The direction in which the little monk ran was the direction in which Master Fang Cai Hong'an left, and he was helped up from the ground by Nan Chen, and he didn't care about patting the dust on his clothes, so he only said: "The little monk thanked the donor, but there is something else at this time, so don't go over it first!" He tossed his tears with snot, nosebleeds, and dust that had fallen to the ground, and trotted away.

Seeing Bo Zhaoxu's solemn expression, Nan Chen asked bravely: "My subordinates think that the prince already knows something." ”

Bo Zhaoxu did not rush to answer, but stared sideways at the back of the little monk staggering away, and the little monk ran in the pile of senior brothers, before crying: "Uncle Hong'an, Uncle Hong'an, he-he is dead!" ”

"Let's go."

It was probably because of the early meeting that Bo Zhaoxu's expression did not make any waves because of the little monk's words, but he couldn't help but look back, he had such a situation, and he also wanted to leave the deceased.

The two of them were speechless all the way, seeing that they could see the shadow of the Capital Inn in the distance, Bo Zhaoxu spoke: "Old Madam Gu once said that taking this thing is no different from asking for Master Hong'an's life, so Master Hong'an will probably not hand over this thing, but Master Hong'an owes her a life, and she should pay it back.