An upstart, a bunch of sycophants

Where there are many women, it is inevitable to compare and compete with each other, even if it is to incense.

As soon as Chen Jian'an stepped into the temple, he felt as if he had come to the wrong place, not like he had entered the Buddhist gate quietly, but like he had entered the Pansi Cave.

The incense on the tip of his nose was mixed with the smell of fat powder, which made him unconsciously relish.

The courtyard is full of young ladies in the boudoir, and the status of women in the next summer is not high, and the ladies who have not come out of the pavilion generally come out with their mothers.

The older ladies usually go to the back mountain to listen to the master's lectures, and the ladies are together in twos and threes or ask for signs and hexagrams, or eat fasting tea.

Jiang Fu was dressed delicately, and when Chen Jian'an came, he felt that he was not very dignified, but when he arrived at the place, he found that Jiang Fu was still plainly dressed among the women.

The most outrageous thing is that there are several people wearing eye-catching red dresses, shuttling in front of the solemn and solemn shrine of God and Buddha, which makes Chen Jian'an feel a little ridiculous.

Among them, a woman in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall was the most eye-catching.

She wore a golden embroidered skirt, a flying fairy bun, a red gold and ruby hair crown, and a set of collars around her neck, which looked very luxurious, and even her shoes were embedded with green jadeites as big as egg yolks, like a small moving sun.

It's just a dazzling eye.

Chen Jian'an noticed that she was not dressed dazzlingly, but because the material of her clothes was tribute satin.

This material is not qualified for any young lady except the royal princess, and when there is no princess on the pilgrimage, the identity of the woman in front of her is about to come out.

"Upstart!"

Jiang Fu pursed his lips in disgust and said in a low voice, looking down on Wu Mingyu's style very much.

Wu Mingyu was originally a singer who Yan Mingxi bought back when he went to Jiangnan, and his parents were unknown.

Since he was a child, he has never seen much of the world, and he has a trick to swagger around wearing gold and silver.

Who doesn't know that Yan Mingxi is using her as a diao cicada with the idea of when to send her to the palace to charm the saint and come up with a beauty plan.

Jiang Fu saw Zhang Songying walking towards Wu Mingyu and sneered.

"An upstart, a bunch of sycophants."

She raised her hand at Chen Jian'an and said:

"You wait here and don't run around, I'll go and say a few words to Sister Wu."

After speaking, he walked towards Wu Mingyu.

Chen saw that the teacher sent her away, but when Jiang Fu stepped into the threshold of the main hall, he suddenly turned around and walked towards the side door with a very fast movement.

Before the maidservant next to her could react, she disappeared into the courtyard in the blink of an eye.

The maidservants were stunned, what "swished" just now and flew over?

Wu Mingyu's appearance is not outstanding among the official ladies, so she likes to pile all kinds of gorgeous clothes and jewelry on herself.

Just like today, she wore golden yellow, and other noble ladies wearing yellow all took a detour, but Jiang Fu didn't care about this taboo, and walked briskly.

"Sister Wu~ You look so good today."

Wu Mingyu turned around when he heard the praise and pinched the three incense sticks, and frowned uncheckably when he saw Jiang Fu, who was dressed in goose yellow, but quickly raised a smile and greeted her.

"It turned out to be Sister Jiang, what wind blew you here? I remember that my sister rarely prayed to God and Buddha on weekdays, and I thought you didn't believe in ghosts and gods. ”

Both of them spoke with guns and sticks.

Today, His Majesty believes in Buddhism, and the presiding officer of this Qingliang Temple often enters the palace to preach for His Majesty.

Jiang Fu sarcastically mocked Wu Mingyu's appearance, and Wu Mingyu gave her a basin with her backhand.

Zhang Songying didn't have so many thoughts, and followed Wu Mingyu's words to squeeze Jiang Fu and said:

"That's it, this cool temple is small, where is it worthy of the identity of a sister."

The smile on the corner of Jiang Fu's mouth deepened, this Wu Mingyu was digging a hole for himself, if he admitted the statement that he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, it would not only offend the abbot, but if this matter reached His Majesty's ears, he thought that his father usually disrespected His Majesty, so he taught himself to dare to contradict His Majesty's words and deeds.

As for this Songying······ Oh, it's stupid.

"My sister laughed, you know that my father is the most fierce, he doesn't go out on weekdays, but he doesn't let me come out on weekdays.

As for whether this temple is worthy of my identity, where do you start? I remember that Your Majesty also went to Qingliang Temple with your concubine Niangniang to listen to the presiding lecture, if my sister said that this temple is not worthy of my identity, then Your Majesty and Niangniang········ Oops, how can my sister be so disrespectful! ”

Jiang Fu was really bold with one mouthful, and the girls around her were so frightened that they closed their mouths one after another.

Zhang Songying was so angry that she stomped her feet.

"That's not what I mean at all, you wicked people sue first!"

Jiang Fu looked at her as angry as a little rooster with round eyes, and laughed out loud with a "poof", although Zhang Songying looked like a black-eyed chicken every time she saw her, Jiang Fu didn't hate her.

Wu Mingyu twisted his eyebrows unhappily, relying on the fact that he was two years older than Jiang Fu, he held the elder's shelf and said in a teaching tone:

"Don't hide your mouth, Lord Jiang should really find a female gentleman to take care of his sister's mouth."

"What my sister said is, but I thought of going with my father, last month he just invited me to teach a grandmother in the palace, although the grandmother in this palace is strict, but the rules are really good, my sister should also try."

Wu Mingyu was stunned for a moment when she heard this, it is not uncommon for a female gentleman and a nurturing grandmother, but why should a good lady invite a grandmother in the palace?

The rules and etiquette in the palace are repeated, if there is no intention of entering the palace, who will suffer such hardships in vain?

Speaking of which, Jiang Fu has already passed the line, her father has always been known as the most beautiful man in Ming Xia, she followed her father's appearance, and her appearance is also first-class, if Jiang Guangyao has plans to send her to the palace, it is also very possible.

Thinking of this, Wu Mingyu's gaze turned twice on Jiang Fu's face, and when he saw that she was getting more and more energetic, he couldn't sit still.

She hurriedly put the incense in her hand in the incense burner, absentmindedly coped with two sentences and hurriedly left.

"Hey~ I said that I would go to the back mountain to taste tea today, why did I leave first·······"

Zhang Songying sighed regretfully, and then thought that Jiang Fu was angry and left Wu Mingyu, glared at her fiercely, and pulled his companions around him to hide from the plague.

Jiang Fu looked at Wu Mingyu's back in a hurry and knew that his goal had been achieved.

Sometimes people don't believe what they say if they say it too clearly, but this kind of half-truth, half-concealment is the easiest for people to associate with and believe in themselves.

"Let's go, let's go back to the house, this sun is burning to death."

Jiang Fu fiddled with the pearl on his head in a good mood and said to the maidservant beside him, but frowned when he turned around.

"What about the little white face of the Chen family?"

Speaking of the Chen family, where is the little white face? By this time, he had already infiltrated the back mountain.

Chen Jian'an walked along a winding mountain road all the way inward, and the back mountain was the courtyard where the monks rested and the guests stayed, and the innermost part was the room of the abbot and various senior monks.

The place where the female guests stayed was next to the abbot's courtyard, and because of the danger, they were all guarded by their own guards.

There was a bamboo forest outside the abbot's courtyard gate, and Chen Jian'an came here all the way to avoid passing monks.

The bamboo forest in summer is a good place to escape the heat, but the one in front of the courtyard is different from the others, the bamboo that is not too dense does not play the role of shading, but each bamboo is hung with bright red cloth strips or sachets.

Deep in the bamboo forest, a woman in a white dress with no grease was tying a peace charm to a tree with her back to him.

"Miss Huo, long time no see."

Chen Jian'an's cold voice startled Huo Tingfang, she retracted her arm, looked at Chen Jian'an with strange eyes in her eyes, and it took a few seconds to recognize his identity.

"Second son Chen? Do you also come here to offer incense? ”

Huo Tingfang was born in Jiangmen but has a soft personality, and her voice is soft, like the wind in summer.

Since the defeat of General Huo and his capture at the border pass, Huo Tingfang has not been able to come out, obviously not knowing about the Chen family's imprisonment.

Chen Jian'an did not answer, but walked towards her with a solemn face, and said straight to the point:

"Miss Huo, Chen heard that General Huo had ordered someone to send a letter back from the border pass, I don't know if you know at this time?"

Chen Jian'an slipped out and didn't have much time to greet her.

Huo Tingfang's face turned white when she heard this, she tightly held the vermilion peace charm in her hand, her lips trembled, and she pretended to be calm and retorted:

"It's nonsense, how can there be any letters, even if there is, it's just some family letters, what does it have to do with others?"

Chen Jian'an pursed his lips, not believing a word of her words.

Someone collaborated with the enemy to bribe the soldiers at the border pass to let the enemy enter the customs without permission, and before General Huo was captured, he sent three urgent reports into the palace in a row, and he could not have been unaware of this.

His eyeliner clearly saw that before the last letter of the eight hundred miles was sent to the palace, he had stopped in front of the gate of the general's mansion and handed over something to the porter.

One or two letters in a row were lost in the palace, and General Huo was still desperate to know that the palace had been controlled by traitors, and in the absence of anything to do, he would inevitably leave a clue that he had discovered the person who collaborated with the enemy, and that letter was evidence.

Dare to give Hu Fengguan away, in today's world, I am only afraid that except for Jiang Guangyao, who is loyal and good, that is, Yan Mingxi, who is greedy for power, others have no ability, and they don't have such courage!

If you want to say that this matter has nothing to do with them, the dogs don't believe it.

Chen Jian'an knew that the Huo family would not easily believe him, his eyes flashed, and he slowly took out something from his arms under Huo Tingfang's defensive gaze.

It was a golden-yellow token with a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon carved on it, and the gems on the token reflected multicolored light in the sunlight.

It is a token that only emperors of previous dynasties will have, which is equivalent to the existence of the jade seal of the country.

Huo Tingfang had seen this thing in her father's letters, and when she saw Chen Jian'an take it out, her eyes widened suddenly.

"You—It's ········ you?"