Murong Lin sat alone in the carriage and watched a few spy reports sent by You Ying, and his sister Murong Qing, who used to sit quietly on the side, didn't know where to go for a long time.

This disciple of Chen Shi, who was listed as the fourth on the list of must-kill by the secret butterfly of the imperial court, habitually touched his bare chin with his left hand, rubbed a few paper balls vigorously with his right hand, and muttered in his heart, how to turn over the situation in the capital, just say good, it is said that the king of Jin was frustrated, and it is normal for Zhao Zheng to immediately stand up and recruit those officials who are uncertain, but why is Zhao Xian still motionless, so calm, as if he didn't care about the matter of seizing the heir at all, it was as if he was going to the capital to relax, but this time he entered the capital and did not go out of the gate, and the second door did not look like a distraction, could it be said that this kid's city was already so highOr is it just a pretense for this kid to enter Beijing to win the heir?

Unable to figure it out, he had to put the paper ball aside, reached out and took out the last spy report, glanced at it quickly, got up and got out of the carriage, and walked towards the river.

Seeing that Li Zi was looking at the hare on the charcoal fire without turning his eyes, the corners of his mouth were almost dripping on the ground, and before he realized that he had walked behind him, he sat beside Li Zi by himself, looked around, and only saw Lao Bai half-lying on the stone, squinting his eyes, as if he was asleep, but he couldn't see Li Bad and Murong Qing.

Shaking the plum next to him, who was still staring at the rabbit with saliva, he asked, "Daochang Li, where did the little bad go?"

Li Zi still stared at the hare, stretched out a hand and pointed to the riverbank indiscriminately: "Shizi and Miss Murong went to catch fish." "Don't look at Murong Lin at all, as if this rabbit is the big demon in the world at this moment, and he is in a hurry to accept it.

Murong Lin suddenly smiled dumbly: "I said Daoist Li, you don't look like a Taoist priest of Wudang Mountain, doesn't your master care about you getting these meats?"

When Li Zi heard this, he wiped the corner of his mouth off, then turned his head and said embarrassedly: "We Wudang Mountain are not taboo, there is no saying that we don't get fishy, the master said, Xiaodao was young in the past, and he still needs these things to fill, but now that he is getting older, Xiaodao can't change it." After speaking, he picked up the stick and dialed the charcoal fire, making the originally charred rabbit look even more golden in the bright charcoal fire.

Murong Lin looked at Li Zi's skillful movements, and smiled: "I also went to Nanshang in the early years, but the Taoist priests over there are not like you Wudang Mountain, I have also sung a few meals of their fast, although it is not difficult to swallow, but it is not stained with oil smoke, I am really not used to eating, looking at Li Daochang like this, Wudang Mountain seems to be different from Nanshan" looked at Li Zi's Taoist robe again, and then said: "The dress and behavior are not the same, are the Taoist priests also different?"

Li Zi scratched his head and thought for a while before saying, "Actually, Xiaodao doesn't know if the Taoist priests are all different, but the Taoist priests are all cultivators, so it shouldn't be much different, right?"

Murong Lin looked at Li Zi's appearance, and after thinking about what Li Bad said, he suddenly understood, and said: "Li Daochang has not learned the Tao, no wonder Li Daochang doesn't know the joints, but Li Daochang, this Taoist priest in Nanshan is not like you Wudang devoted to cultivation, it is said that Zhao Prophet on Nanshan, since the establishment of the dynasty, has been helping the royal family absorb the world's luck, has Li Daochang heard of it?"

Li Zi shook his head when he heard this, looked at the rabbit on the shelf, and said, "I don't know about this path. ”

This little Taoist priest is really the immortal disciple of Wudang legend? I don't know if I ask three questions, and I don't see anything extraordinary, Murong Lin shook his head, and before he could speak, Li Zi spoke first: "Do you want Xiaodao to call Shizi?"

"What, are you afraid that I will annoy you to roast rabbits?" Murong Lin said with a smile, "Still afraid that I will share your rabbit meat to eat?"

Li Zi said embarrassedly: "That's not it, it's just that they have been gone for a long time, and they haven't seen a single fish come back." ”

Hearing this, Murong Lin rolled his eyes, and hurriedly grabbed the plum who was about to get up, diligently helped the plum turn the rabbit, and said in his mouth: "How long?"

"It's been almost an hour. Li Zi looked at Murong Lin's sudden move and said a little confused. Hearing this, Murong Lin roasted the rabbit even harder, but the corners of his mouth were raised to betray his happy mood at the moment.

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And Li Bad, who should be catching fish, was holding Murong Qing's little hand at this time, touching his hands dishonestly, and bowed his head seriously and said: "I said Qing'er, your palmistry is good, judging from this palmistry, Qing'er will be the name of a noble person in the future." ”

Murong Qing's face was slightly red, but she let Li Bad hold her hand and said, "Little bad brother, have you really learned to look at faces?"

Li Zi still didn't raise his head when he heard this, and said unashamedly: "Of course, I have studied in Wudang Mountain for a few years, and I am particularly proficient in this fortune-telling. ”

"Then what do you say, what do you think of my marriage?" Murong Qing mustered up his courage and said in a thin voice, Li Bad was suddenly overjoyed in his heart, and said without blinking his eyes: "Well, the phoenix goes south, and eventually returns to the north, Qing'er goes from the north to the south, and now she has to go back to the north, which means that the marriage must be in the north, and if there is a wood, the son will be born, and Qing'er's good match must be in the north, and the person surnamed Li will be the person." ”

"Flutter!" Murong Qing, who heard this, immediately laughed, immediately pulled out his hand, and said with a flushed face: "You directly said that you were good, and you still pretended, no wonder my brother always said that you were bad!"

Hearing this, Li Bad raised his head with a smile and said, "Your brother is fooling you, I don't believe that when you go to the Northland, you will know that I am a little prince who is praised by everyone." "He was talking, but his eyes were glancing around. Thinking about pulling Murong Qing's little hand again, he read, "Qing'er, you can't live up to the will of heaven." ”

Murong Qing's face turned red when she heard this, she took a sip and said softly, "Eldest brother is like a father, oops!"

Li Bad hurriedly walked behind with a grin and followed.

Murong Lin, who was eating the rabbit leg that was mercifully distributed to him with a lot of prunes, turned his head and saw his sister running towards the carriage in a hurry with her face covered, not daring to see people.

He lowered his head again and calculated: "When I go back to the north, I will get married, no, I will go back to marry now, and I will occupy the position of the side concubine first!"

Before he finished speaking, a small embroidered shoe flew out of the carriage and smashed it at Murong Lin who was calculating, and then there was a sound of rustling, Murong Lin turned his head and ran, looking at Li Bad with a shocked face, and then looked at the carriage, and then walked towards Li Bad, and read: "Let me tell you, my sister has been knowledgeable since she was a child, virtuous and virtuous, you kid hurry...."

Just as he was about to pull out a lot of Murong Lin's words, before he finished speaking, Li Gang shouted: "Uncle!" After speaking, he walked to the carriage without looking back, very chic.

Murong Lin stood stunned and muttered, "Why do you feel like you're losing?"

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