Suncheon Fuzhong.

Zhao Chen asked people to take Xuanqing to the backyard first, and he went into Jiang Hetong's study.

"The previous case can be investigated." She placed the fake silver ticket on the table.

Jiang Hetong, who was pouring tea for her, trembled in his hand, and the tea overflowed instantly.

Zhao Chen glanced at him with a smile, "You really have to practice your guts." ”

"It's not that the lower officials are afraid of anything else." Jiang Hetong wiped the tea and said, "The main case is such a big case, in case the official office is smashed, will it not disappoint your high hopes." ”

Zhao Chen smiled: "I'm not ready to let you do it alone." ”

"Didn't you say that this matter should be kept secret in case it startles?"

"That was before..."She smiled like a fox, "Go back and go to your cousin and Lao Xie, you're welcome, first get the benefits, Dali Siqing's position... Then leave Shuncheon Mansion Yin to your henchmen. ”

"Then, what if they don't give it?" Jiang Hetong has always been most worried about going to Dali Temple by himself, but a group of old subordinates can't follow, and even the way forward has to be handed over to the uncertain later Fu Yin.

"Relieved, with me, you just need to investigate the case in a down-to-earth manner, and then pick out the successor." Zhao Chen stood up with a smile, "By the way, I heard that there is a quiet room in your ya, and you have entertained senior monks before?" ”

Jiang Hetong nodded thoughtfully: "Xiaguan has been worshipping Buddha with his father for many years, and Master Yishui came to Beijing four years ago, and Xiaguan had the opportunity to meet him, and it was in that quiet room. ”

"Okay, you get busy first, I'll go sit for a while and feel the Buddha's breath of the monk." After Zhao Chen finished speaking, he took care of himself and left.

——

The smoke in the quiet room is wisps, and the Canaanite incense is wafting, but it really has a bit of a pure feeling of Buddhism.

Zhao Chen sat on the futon in the middle of the low couch and looked at the high monk Mobao above his head.

"The retribution of good and evil follows like a shadow, the cause and effect of the three lives, and the cycle is not lost...", she suddenly smiled as she read it, "Don't say it, this high monk's handwriting is not bad——"

"What the hell are you going to ask Poor Dao to help you?" Xuanqing, who stopped by the door, lowered his head and asked softly.

Only then did Zhao Chen retract his gaze and call to the quiet room: "Come out." ”

As soon as the words fell, a person walked out of there.

Dressed in a black shirt, he is about forty years old, with an unremarkable face, only a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle falcon.

Xuan Qing only glanced at it, and his face couldn't help but twitch-

Divine Arrow Cai Wen.

The felons who are being arrested all over the capital are actually hiding in the Shuntian Mansion...

He forcibly suppressed the urge to scold, and suppressed all the different colors at the bottom of his eyes, leaving only his face full of incomprehension.

"Who is this?"

Zhao Chen smiled, "It doesn't matter who he is now, what matters is who you can turn him into." ”

"..."Xuan Qingmu made a face and bowed to the end, "Prince Wu forgives me, there is really nothing you can do about this matter." ”

This little scourge has actually come to him!

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse." Zhao Chen beckoned to him, and when he got closer, he continued: "Our family doesn't talk to each other, I'll open up, don't pretend to be confused, I don't need to say more about who he is, right?" ”

Xuanqing thought about it and nodded.

"Remember the last time we met?" She chuckled and fiddled with the lid of the cup, "You told me the deadly handle at the time, and that's what reassured me... Today, I am also a courtesy. ”

Xuanqing understood that she was talking about using immortal talismans to deceive the prince and the queen mother, but she still kept silent.

"People's hearts are separated from their stomachs, this is the best cooperation, or they both pinch each other's vital points, and they can only die together, so that they can rest assured." Zhao Chen smiled and pointed at Cai Wen, "My sincerity in inviting you on the boat is enough, right?" ”

Xuan Qing couldn't help laughing out loud in his heart, but his face showed a look of serious thought.

After a moment, he arched his hand and said: "You say it clearly, the poor road is not easy to hide, the good bird chooses the tree and perches, this is the principle passed down from ancient times, let's not say whether the poor road is a good bird, just say you-"

"It's not disrespectful." He chuckled dryly, "Your ship... There has to be something solid to see. ”

Zhao Chen glanced at him a few times, then suddenly pointed to the pair of words above his head, bent his eyes and said, "This character is well written." ”

Xuan Qing froze, and his smile disappeared little by little.

Five years ago, a monk was born named Yishui.

It is rumored that this person is the reincarnation of a living Buddha, born with six wisdoms, and was born only to overcome all the sufferings in the world.

The Queen Mother worships the Buddha all the year round, and the Emperor of Chu has made several painstaking searches to welcome this master of Yishui into the Great Chu Palace, and has spoken about Buddhism for the Queen Mother for a whole month...

Afterwards, the monk left with him, taking with him countless treasures, saying that he wanted to spend his years to transform sentient beings.

But who would have thought that this once-famous monk was actually just a fake skin of Xuanqing-

"We, we're family." Xuanqing squeezed out a smile, and bent his waist to the limit, "Don't worry, with the craftsmanship of the poor road, let alone change the appearance of Cai Daxia, even if you change the gender, the poor road can also be!" ”

After he finished speaking, he hurriedly ran outside the door, and pulled Han Feng, who was guarding the door, to leave, "General Han, take me to buy materials, let's hurry up." ”

Zhao Chen watched them disappear before he said to Cai Wen, who had a strange face: "It's time to talk about our business." ”

"Your grace of salvation, Cai remembers it in his heart, he will repay him if he has the opportunity one day!" Cai Wen restrained his expression, "As for the rest, you better save your thoughts!" ”

Zhao Chen shook his head: "You think about it too much, I don't want to recruit you, I saved you and your woman, and I will help her save her brother later, but you have to stay by my side and do three things for me." ”

Cai Wen frowned: "Time? ”

"One year." She half-leaned on the couch and said with a smile: "You can leave if you help me do three things during this period, if you can't finish it, you can also leave when the year is up." ”

Cai Wen thought for a moment and said, "I want to see Yu Niang's younger brother first." ”

Zhao Chen nodded and asked, "Where is Jia Fu's son?" ”

………

When Xuanqing and the others came back, Zhao Chen and Cai Wen had just discussed the whole plan.

"Look at it, in a moment, Poor Dao Zhun will dress up Cai Daxia properly!" Xuanqing was full of flattery, carrying a jar of lard in one hand, and was about to wipe Cai Wen's face with the other.

"Wait." Zhao Chen stopped him and took out a portrait from his arms, "According to this, there can be no deviation, and you can't tell the real from the fake if you want your mother." ”

Xuan Qing frowned and looked at the portrait a few times, before he reluctantly responded, and the hidden thought in his eyes flashed away-

Zhao Chen has seen the best painters, a pen and a piece of paper, can outline mountains and rivers, but this is the first time he has seen a "painting" on the face of a living person, and depicting it into a completely different face.

Looking at the pieces of skin that were glued, she frowned and asked, "How long can this last?" Will it fall off when it touches the water? ”

Xuan Qing glanced at her, "After it is formed, not to mention that water and fire are not invasive, it also needs to be washed off with a special potion, as long as he is not afraid of a bad face, he can hold it for half a year." ”

Only then did Zhao Chen put his mind at ease, looked at the familiar face that was gradually taking shape, and slowly hooked the corners of his lips.