Chapter 1240: The Mysterious Man
At present, in addition to Gu Yao, there are still people in this Buddhist temple to worship the everlasting lantern for Queen Lu?
Judging from the location of the drop, this everlasting lamp has been enshrined for several years.
Every month, monks come to the lighthouse of the Buddhist temple to add sesame oil, and by the way, they do a wipe and cleaning.
The lantern was touched by the monk, and then it fell due to a gust of wind.
Gu Yao walked over and picked up the lantern, which had been extinguished at this time.
She carefully identified the handwriting at the bottom of the ever-bright lamp, and sure enough, she was not mistaken, it was indeed Queen Lu's maiden name.
The monk heard the movement, walked in, saw the lamp oil on the ground, and the ever-bright lamp extinguished in Gu Yao's hand, and asked, "Did you hurt the female donor?" β
Gu Yao is the daughter of Yongle Hou, and although the monks chant and practice in the temple, they also know who they can't mess with.
Gu Yao said: "I was not injured, this everlasting lamp fell to the ground because of the wind." β
The monk also didn't believe that Miss Gu, who was from a good background, would do something to mess with the everlasting lantern.
Occasionally, if the lantern is not placed in a good position, the lantern will fall.
"The female benefactor will give the lantern to the poor monk."
"May I ask who gave this lamp? It's been a few years since I looked at it. β
"The poor monk remembers the person who offered the lantern, and he would come every year to add money for sesame oil, and it was all around these days......"
Before the monk finished speaking, the young and handsome young man walked into the Buddhist hall.
The monk saw the person clearly, and his face was embarrassed, "The male benefactor is here?" The lantern was blown off by the wind, and the poor monk was preparing to return the lantern to its place. β
The young man was dressed in navy blue, with a piece of fine mutton fat white jade hanging from his waist, starry eyes, a straight nose, elegant and gentle.
He walked up to the monk in a few steps and snatched the lantern from the monk's hand, "Every year I come to add money for the lamp oil, but you let the lantern go out because of negligence, do I give you less silver, or ...... Or do you think I'm a bully? β
"Donor, it is indeed the negligence of this temple."
The young man snorted coldly, and put the lantern back on with respect, and added lamp oil to re-ignite the lantern.
He knelt reverently on the futon and recited the Sutra of the Past in His mouth.
The monk looked guilty and secretly decided to treat the lantern carefully in the future.
"Miss Gu, is the memorial service finished?"
"Hmm."
Gu Yao nodded slightly, and her eyes fell on the young man for a long time.
Judging from the way he dresses, he should be born rich and noble, and with a bit of elegance and elegance, he is a person who has read books, otherwise he would not have this demeanor.
"Childe is offering the ever-bright lamp for the Lingtang?"
Gu Yao heard that the young man was no longer chanting, and asked.
The young man got up slowly, nodded and said, "That's right, it's for my mother's ......."
Gu Yao carefully looked at the young man's face again, recalling the portrait of Empress Lu he had seen, as well as the appearance of Emperor Longqing.
Xu was suspicious in his heart, and Gu Yao felt more and more that the young man was a little familiar with it.
Gu Yao walked out of the lighthouse dedicated to the everlasting lantern.
The young man looked at her back, and the monk said, "Everything has nothing to do with the female benefactor, it is the responsibility of the small temple. β
The monk is still kind-hearted, and he doesn't want the young man to provoke the beloved daughter of Yongle Hou and the unmarried wife of Lu Houye.
Although the monks also have some family backgrounds when they look at young people, they are inferior to Gu Siye and Lu Houye.
The young man suddenly ran out and chased in the direction of Gu Yao, and the monk was startled and chased him out as well.
At this time, there was a short and gloomy old man standing in front of Gu Yao.
"Did you drop the lantern?"
ββ¦β¦ No. β
"Sophistry!"
The old man stretched out his thin hand and grabbed Gu Yao directly.
Gu Yao felt a dangerous aura, dodged to the side, and followed the guards to rush over to block the old man.
The old man's gloomy eyes flashed with mockery, and with just a few moves, the guards sent by Lu Zheng to Gu Yao were already exhausted.
The old man was at ease, and his gloomy gaze made Gu Yao feel that he was going to be unlucky.
Bang bang, the guard fell to the ground, and the old man approached Gu Yao step by step.
Damn it!
Gu Yao said calmly: "I don't dare to smash the ever-bright lantern with Queen Lu's name written on it. β
The old man's breath tightened, and he sneered, "It's just a coincidence." β
"Is it a coincidence?"
Gu Yao sneered back.
The old man narrowed his eyes, and Gu Yao said, "You want to kill me?" It's a pity, I'm the daughter of Yongle Hou, as long as I have an accident in the temple, my father and my third brother won't let it go easily, and I will come to the temple to investigate, my third brother is Gu Jin Gu, I think you have also heard of him. β
"No matter how good your methods are, it will be difficult to evade the investigation of the third brother."
"Little girl, do you know that I can't stand the threat the most?"
The old man walked towards Gu Yao step by step, and smiled strangely: "Gu Jin is a ball?" β
"She's still Benhou's fiancΓ©e!"
A voice came from behind the old man, and Gu Yao's eyes flashed with joy and a hint of melancholy.
Lu Zheng calmly walked over with a grim face.
He's angry!
Gu Yao pursed the corners of her mouth, Lu Zheng protected Gu Yao behind him, and faced the old man, "Attacking officials and relatives is a capital crime!" β
"Hmph, who are you?"
"Lu Zheng!"
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The old man's face immediately changed, and embarrassment and discoloration flashed in his eyes.
Lu Zheng hooked the corners of his mouth, "Have you heard of Ben Hou?" β
"Lord Lu Hou is the world's best, even if the Hou of the Crown is a small person who has heard of it, he knows you even more...... You're just a wretched, pathetic person. β
The old man sneered, his body tensed straight, ready to fight at any time.
Lu Zheng's kung fu is not comparable to that group of guards.
"Are you worthy of doing it with Ben Hou?"
Lu Zheng's face was flat and unhurried, "It's better for you to look back, who is more pitiful and pathetic." β
As if sensing something, the old man slowly turned his head, still on guard.
Behind him, dozens of guards in armor drew their bows, and the arrows of the dark iron shimmering with cold light were aimed directly at the old man.
A chill surged in Gu Yao's back.
No matter how good the old man's kung fu is, he can't dodge these bows and arrows.
"Seventh Uncle, Seventh Uncle."
The young man's hurried voice came from far and near.
The old man, who was not afraid of the bow and arrow, suddenly left a sentence, "Let you go for the time being this time, it's not that I'm afraid of you!" β
The old man was like a ghost, and he left the guards in a few flashes.
Lu Zheng raised his hand, and the sharp arrow flew out, heading straight for the old man's heart.
The old man was confident that no one would hurt him, but it turned out that a sharp arrow hit the old man's arm.
Gu Yao looked stupid.
The old man is so fast, can Lu Zheng shoot?
It felt as if the arrow was turning in the air.
"Did Ben Hou say to let you go?"
"Uncle Seven."
The young man helped the old man who was hit by a sharp arrow, "I said that you should not hurt people at will, why didn't you listen?" β
The old man was dizzy and chilled all over, and the signs of poisoning were obvious: "Despicable, shameless!" The dignified crown of the marquis actually used quenching poison. β
Brushing and brushing, the guards in heavy armor surrounded the old man and the young man.
Lu Zhengyun smiled lightly, "Don't you know that Ben Hou has always been unscrupulous? β
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"Well, it seems that you don't know Benhou well enough."
Lu Zheng added another sentence, and the old man was so angry that he almost vomited blood.