Inside the temple.

The incense is continuous, and the pilgrims are endless.

After Song Yuan finished worshipping the lord in the main hall, he was led to the backyard by the young master.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the abbot who was talking to the third prince and others just now.

The abbot heard the footsteps and immediately turned around: "Amitabha, the old monk has seen His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"The old abbot doesn't have to be polite." Song Yuan watched as the old abbot who bent down sat down on the main seat by himself.

The abbot didn't pay any attention to Song Yuan's behavior, and his attitude was also respectful and surprising: "I wonder why His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is visiting today?" ”

"It's okay, just go out for a walk." Taking the tea poured by the young monk, Song Yuan took a shallow sip, put down the teacup and said slowly, "There are also some things in my heart that I want to calculate, so the abbot might as well calculate them for me?" ”

"Then Your Highness smokes one?" The old abbot couldn't figure out Song Yuan's thoughts, and motioned to the monk waiting next to him.

The monk hurriedly picked up the bamboo tube and walked to Song Yuan, Song Yuan raised his eyebrows, and casually pulled out a bamboo stick, and put it in the monk's hand without looking at it.

The atmosphere in the meditation room was a little quiet, the old abbot took the bamboo stick with both hands and slowly opened it, saw the words on the bamboo stick and turned pale, and suddenly got up and knelt down.

"Your Highness!"

"What? The abbot won't solve this one? Song Yuan chuckled lightly and flicked his sleeves to get up, "That's it, I'm bothering the abbot today, Eleven, let's go." ”

"Yes, Your Highness." The guard standing beside Song Yuan glanced coldly at the abbot who was kneeling on the ground, and followed Song Yuan away.

After Song Yuan left, the old abbot seemed to have been fished out of the water, and the monk who knelt down with him carefully helped him up from the ground, and asked puzzledly: "Master, what's wrong with the prince." ”

"The whole world is not the king's land, Amitabha." The abbot clasped his hands together and closed his eyes and did not want to say more.

The monk looked at the bamboo stick in the abbot's hand with his peripheral vision, and was shocked into a cold sweat when he saw the words on it.

I saw that the bamboo sticks were written with internal force "Flying dragon in the sky, good to see the lord", His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was warning them not to be an enemy of him in Qingling Temple.

"Master, what are the three princes outside the hall and the Baili donor asking for today?" It can't be a matter of the court, right?

"Don't ask too much about royal matters." Sighing lightly, the old abbot left with the bamboo stick, unwilling to say more.

Leaving Qingling Temple, Song Yuan was not in a hurry to return to the palace, and instructed his subordinates to plan to go to the army.

Sitting in the carriage, leaning on the soft couch, Song Yuan closed his eyes, but he was thinking about the third prince and Bai Lixin in his heart.

Seeing that Bai Lixin today, it really changed a lot, although she looked afraid of her, but Song Yuan did not miss the hostility in her eyes.

What will happen to make a person feel like a different person day and night, as well as the young master of the Shen family and the concubine of the Yao family.

As he pondered, the carriage shook violently.

Then there was a loud commotion outside.

"I planted this tree, I opened this road, if you want to cross this road, you must hand it over...... Uh-"

The sharp blade of the sword slashed through the throat.

Escort Eleven was dressed in black and coldly put down his long sword, not giving the group of bandits in front of him any chance to show himself, and neatly ordered the soldiers: 'Assassinate the prince, there is no mercy for killing!' ’

When the soldiers received the order, they immediately surrounded the bandits who wanted to escape, and cut them all by the sword.

Blood fell from the blades, and the soldiers and guards put down their swords and knelt down toward the carriage.

A moment later, the curtain of the carriage was opened, revealing Song Yuan's extremely aggressive face: "What's the matter?" ”

"Returning to His Royal Highness the Prince, I encountered a group of bandits blocking the way, and it has been resolved." Eleven replied.

"Bandits?" Song Yuan's eyes sank, and he stepped down from the carriage, "How could the bandits appear here?" ”

"Your Highness, do you need to go down and check?"

It's a bit ridiculous for the bandits to come to the imperial city to rob the prince, if it is to assassinate, isn't it the command behind the prince who has not heard the name of the prince's civil and military skills?

Eleven really couldn't connect the farce just now with the assassination: "Look at the clothes of these bandits, they look like they came from the west. "The mud on the shoes is heavy, and they are still here in the dust.

"No need." Song Yuan waved his hand, put one hand behind him, and raised his foot and walked towards the side of the road.

Eleven looked up in confusion, and saw the prince stop by the weeds on the side of the road, and then raised his hand and the long sword he placed at his feet flew into the prince's hand.

The long sword held a sword flower in the prince's hand, picking open the weeds to reveal the person hiding behind.

Shen Mochi clenched the short dagger in his hand and looked up at Song Yuan.

The system obviously helped him hide his whereabouts, why was he still discovered by the villain?

The blood on the blade of the sword dripped onto Shen Mochi's collar, and Song Yuan sneered: "Shouldn't Shen Xiaogongzi explain to Gu how these bandits got here?" Well? ”

The last time the villain left the opening on his neck was not good, where did Shen Mochi dare to tell the truth, and quickly shook his head: "I, I don't know, I was passing by." ”

"Passing by?" The prince's eyes drooped and he looked at the dagger in Shen Mochi's hand.

The dagger immediately turned into a hot potato, and Shen Mochi threw it away in a panic: "It's really none of my business." ”

"Really? Lonely can be found. ”

"I ......" Shen Mochi shook his head and paused, not daring to move at all.

Ahhh If he hadn't had any money and could only send some silver to the bandits to send a message to assassinate the person in the sable carriage, he would definitely find a martial arts master to chop this guy!

"Young Master Shen is really good."

Song Yuan withdrew his sword and threw it behind him, lifting Shen Mochi out of the weeds and walking towards the carriage.

"Go to Shen Mansion, Gu hasn't visited General Shen for a while."

"Yes." Eleven expressionlessly took out the sword that was thrown into the soil by the prince, and ordered a few people to stay and clean up the body, and the rest followed the prince in front of the Shen Mansion.

The collar was dragged by Song Yuan, Shen Mochi didn't dare to struggle, and asked carefully: "Are you going to send me there?" ”

"Yes, Lone is not like Shen Xiaogongzi who likes to take revenge."

"......" Strictly speaking, Song Yuan let him go last time, and this time his assassination of Song Yuan is indeed revenge.

113 Sensing that the host's heart was shaken, he hurriedly spoke to prevent the host from being attacked by the villain: "The host sent someone to assassinate you, you listen to him, he must not be at ease when he goes to the Shen Mansion." ”

"Well, hypocrisy." Thinking of the projection about Song Yuan that 113 showed him, Shen Mochi nodded in agreement.

"Hypocrisy? General Shen really has a good son. ”

"...... "Oh, I missed my mouth."

Shen Mochi hurriedly tightened his teeth and resolutely stopped saying a word, he had the illusion that every word he said would become Song Yuan's handle.

Back on the carriage, Song Yuan casually dropped Shen Mochi, his movements were as rude as he could, and Shen Mochi was dizzy when he hit the carriage.

The young man rubbed his aching back, glared hatefully, and hurriedly lowered his head when Song Yuan looked at him.

Damn, this god will kill you one day!

Sitting back on the soft couch, Song Yuan took out a book from under the cushion on the soft couch and opened it, and then stopped paying attention to Shen Mochi.

I heard that Shen Mochi is the son of the old general Shen, and the Shen family has always favored this little boy, but they don't know how much this favor is worth.

"113, what do you think are the odds of me jumping on him and biting him to death now?" Shen Mochi shrank in the corner and gritted his teeth secretly.

"It is recommended that the host do not take action, the system feels that you have a higher chance of being slapped by him, the villain is strong in martial arts, and he is also one of the best in the rivers and lakes.

Host, do you want to do it a different way? ”

"Seduction?"

“…… Probably not, if I were a villain, I'd rather look in the mirror. ”