At that time, the Beiliang Wangfu was such a vigorous existence in Beiliang, even the imperial court was extremely jealous of the Beiliang King, for fear that the Beiliang King would support his own army and rebel.

Chu Mo is the prince of Beiliang and the only descendant of the king of Beiliang, not to mention whether Chu Mo can magnify the former Beiliang Palace, but at least, he can't lose the courage that the prince of Beiliang should have.

Originally, I thought that this Beiliang prince was really as useless as others said, but when I saw it today, Fu Wenxue had a completely different opinion from those others.

This son is humble, outstanding, and has his own understanding of some things, and he also hides his original self strictly, so that everyone thinks that he is just a person who eats and waits for death.

But Chu Mo's actions are mixed! If he can keep it hidden, that's fine, but once his disguise is revealed, you can imagine what awaits him.

As the crown prince, he couldn't be clearer about what happened twenty years ago. If Chu Mo's disguise was known to that one, I am afraid that the last direct line of the Beiliang Royal Mansion would also be completely erased.

After all, no one will let a variable survive!

"Uncle Fu, weren't you sent an envoy to Southern Qi on the orders of His Majesty? How did you come to this deer mountain?"

After a short silence, Wen Qingyuan couldn't help but open his mouth to break the atmosphere of the scene.

"Hehe, this trip to Nanqi is just for academic exchanges, and now that the merit has returned, the old man will naturally come back. This is a good time to enjoy the peach blossoms, so it is natural to come and enjoy it when you pass by Lushan."

Fu Wenxue said with a smile.

"So that's the case, Uncle Fu, I don't know what interesting things I brought back from this trip to Nanqi."

Wen Qingyuan asked playfully.

"Hahaha, you girl is now someone else's mother, but she is still so temperamental. Don't worry, the old man can't forget you, little girl, this trip to Nanqi did bring back some good things."

"I know that you girl likes calligraphy and painting, so I also specially brought you some celebrity calligraphy and paintings, and when I returned to Kyoto, the old man asked people to send them to the prince's mansion."

Fu Wenxue and Wen Haoxuan were ancient friends when they were young, plus the two were officials in the same dynasty, and the friendship between them was not much, and Fu Wenxue knew that they were all alone now, so for Wen Qingyuan and Wen Zijin, he loved them as if they were his own children.

After Wen Qingyuan heard this, his face immediately showed a look of joy, and then he stepped forward and grabbed Fu Wenxue's arm, which was actually coquettish.

This made Chu Mo on the side stunned.

However, judging from Fu Wenxue's loving eyes looking at Wen Qingyuan, Chu Mo also felt Fu Hongxue's feelings for Wen Qingyuan as his own.

Immediately, Chu Mo smiled and said, "Uncle Fu, it's fate to meet today, and now it's almost time for lunch, why don't you let your little nephew be the boss today?"

"The little nephew knows that the meal in this Lushan Temple is a must, if Uncle Fu doesn't dislike it, why don't we move first, and there is something to sit down and talk about."

For the people that Wen Qingyuan respects, Chu Mo will naturally respect them.

"The prince is polite, since this is the case, then the old man is better to be respectful than to obey his fate!"

Then, under the leadership of Chu Mo, everyone moved towards the temple not far away.

In a meditation room in the backyard of the temple, Chu Mo, Wen Qingyuan, and Fu Wenxue sat around a square table.

At this moment, the table is already full of all kinds of dishes. Although the dishes look like a clear soup with little water, the whole Zen room is full of the aroma of food.

"Uncle Fu, the food here is famous, if it weren't for the incense money donated by the little nephew, I'm afraid there would be no such blessing to taste."

"Uncle Fu, you're welcome."

Chu Mo said with a smile.

"Oh? The old man is going to taste this dish today." After speaking, Fu Wenxue picked up the bamboo chopsticks in front of her and took a stack of side dishes in front of her and ate them into her mouth.

"Well, yes, it's really delicious."

Fu Wenxue couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

When Chu Mo and the others heard this, they chuckled, and then began to move their chopsticks. This lunch, the three of them also ate very happily.

After lunch, Wen Qingyuan wanted to go to see the peach blossoms, and Chu Mo originally planned to follow him, but Fu Wenxue stopped him, saying that he had something to say to him.

Chu Mo had no choice but to let Yu Zixuan follow Wen Qingyuan to protect her safety. And Chu Mo himself followed Fu Wenxue to a pavilion in the backyard of the temple and sat down.

The two scholars poured tea for Chu Mo and the two of them and left, leaving only Chu Mo and Fu Wenxue in the huge backyard.

In the gazebo, neither of the two took the lead in breaking the silence, and they tasted tea by themselves.

At this moment, Fu Wenxue looked at Chu Mo with interest, so much time had passed, he originally thought that this prince of Beiliang would be impatient to ask why he called him, but he didn't expect that this guy would be so calm.

"Shizi, don't you want to know why the old man asked you to stay?"

In the end, Fu Wenxue couldn't help but speak.

Chu Mo smiled and said, "I want to hear about it."

Seeing that Chu Mo was still so indifferent at this moment, Fu Wenxue suddenly laughed, then picked up a chessboard from the side and put it on the table, looked at Chu Mo and said, "Will it?"

"A little bit of a two." Chu Mo smiled and nodded.

"That's great, let's have a game. If you win, the old man will answer you a question."

"It's any problem."

Hearing Fu Wenxue's words, the smile on Chu Mo's face gradually solidified, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Since Uncle Fu is so elegant, the little nephew is disrespectful. Uncle Fu, the elderly first, please!"

In Chu Mo's opinion, Fu Wenxue was the crown prince after all, and he naturally knew a lot of things that he was investigating now, such as who was behind the chaos twenty years ago and caused the destruction of the Beiliang Palace.

If he could get the slightest clues from Fu Wenxue's mouth today, it would be much easier for him to investigate this matter in the future.

Fu Wenxue looked at Chu Mo's appearance at the moment, and did not hesitate, and immediately held his right hand and landed on the chessboard mountain.

Immediately, a game of chess and cards quietly unfolded in the backyard of this silent temple......

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