Bai Yueguang's substitute only wants salted fish

From the association of a knight who appeared mysteriously, he unexpectedly saw the scene of a bloody murder in Prince Jing's Mansion.

Qi Wenyao was sweating from fright, and shouted in a panic in a completely different reality.

"Master?" The coachman stopped hurriedly, "What's wrong?"

Qi Wenyao covered his lingering fear and took it easy before saying, "It's okay, keep going."

If the picture is real, wouldn't he go to Prince Jing's mansion to give away his head?

Qi Wenyao figured this out immediately, and made the decision to continue going to Dongjie.East Street is within the imperial capital, and there are often well-informed beggars wandering there. When he goes there, he can firstly keep safe and secondly inquire about news.

Qi Wenyao didn't want to believe that the picture was real.Fu Yichen pretended to be a beggar and came to see him yesterday, but he was unlucky in a blink of an eye?Also, the dead who were called by the general as rebels had no heads, anyone could be.

Taking a step back, if there is a real danger, the hero's halo can solve everything, right?

"Yes, he is the leading actor." Qi Wenyao comforted himself, "He won't die."

He calmed himself down, and the carriage arrived in the eastern suburbs.

The disaster victims liked to see the carriage of the Qi Mansion the most, and they rushed forward, "Master Qi is here."

Qi Wenyao saw the expectant faces and heard the warm greetings, the bad feeling came back quietly and lingered in his heart.

In the original book, Fu Yichen is the male protagonist who will never die, and he is the cannon fodder who will get lunch soon.However, he has changed, he has recognized Mrs. Qi as his father, and in the eyes of others, he is no longer a male favorite who serves others with sex, so...will Fu Yichen's fate really not change accordingly?

The plot has changed, Qi Wenyao can't use the halo of the hero to convince himself.

"This is your painting." Qi Wenyao decided to verify it, and after giving the painting, he began to look at the people around him.

He came a lot, and he was very familiar with the victims, and he could pick out which ones were unfamiliar faces with a glance.He saw a beggar sneaking in somehow, and the beggar was very guilty when he saw him, and he held his hands and pretended to be in pain.He also saw a well-dressed businessman who seemed to come forward to ask for a painting.

Qi Wenyao didn't have the heart to paint right now, "Wait a minute, I have something to do."

He ran outside the house and looked at the people around him, not missing a single corner.

There is no Fu Yichen.

Qi Wenyao didn't know whether he was tired or anxious, his breathing gradually became short of breath.He wanted to recall the scene of Prince Jing's Mansion again, but the image that emerged was still fixed on the corpse similar to Fu Yichen's figure, and the shocking pool of blood.

His flustered appearance attracted the attention of a beggar named Ah Guang.

Ah Guang stepped forward to talk, his voice was low, "Young Master Qi, have you heard that too?"

"What did you hear?" Qi Wenyao intuited that it was related to King Jing's Mansion.

Sure enough, Ah Guang looked left and right, and said in a low voice, "Prince Jing's mansion is surrounded. King Jing found some rebels and was about to rush into the palace. They were discovered before they even made a move. A lot of soldiers went over."

"Really? Has King Jing been arrested?"

"I don't know. The brothers over there have fled here. Heh, I said that the vicinity of the palace is not peaceful. They don't believe it, and they are greedy for the money given by those officials. It's all right now. They didn't get the money and were almost killed. "

Qi Wenyao was thinking about Fu Yichen, but he also knew that a little beggar like A Guang would not understand what happened inside the siege, so he didn't ask any questions.

He was in a daze and didn't speak, but Ah Guang started to mutter to himself, "Those rebels are Lianjiazi, they are not easy to catch, and fighting will bring bad luck to the people nearby."

Lian Jiazi.Qi Wenyao immediately matched up with the elusive master who came here, "How do you know it's Lian Jiazi?"

"I heard what others said." Ah Guang looked at him with a little helplessness in his eyes, "Mr. Qi, who knew that King Jing used to be from Moshuangmen, and he was very familiar with those Lianjiazi. He really wants to rebel, don't you?" Are you counting on those high officials who don’t want to see him to find them?”

Qi Wenyao's intuition was wrong, "These things... everyone knows?"

"Yeah." Ah Guang rubbed his chin, "It has been spread for a long time. Also, King Jing used to go out often, and when he met a beggar, he would ask his subordinates to give him a little silver, which is very generous. Now? Wait every day Drawing anything at home is rebellion!"

Qi Wenyao looked at A Guang silently.

Ah Guang was not afraid of him watching, and said what he wanted to say the most, "Prince Jing's mansion is a pit of fire, the farther away the better. Mr. Qi is just like everyone else, listen to the gossip and watch the excitement, don't take it to heart."

Qi Wenyao understood.The beggar deliberately came up to talk, afraid that he would inquire, and even more afraid that he would think of an "old relationship" with Fu Yichen and go to King Jing's mansion to seek death.

These words can make a little beggar speak out, which shows that his good deeds are rewarded, and it also shows that the rumors that "King Jing colluded with people in the world and intends to rebel" are so widespread.

As soon as the prince made a move, it was a ruthless move to kill Fu Yichen.

Although Ah Guang is a beggar, he also has the ability to observe words and emotions.On weekdays, I see who is easy to be soft-hearted and will give money, but now I can see Qi Wenyao's worries and entanglements.After all, they were not familiar with each other, and Ah Guang didn't expect that he could make Qi Wenyao listen to what he said. After he had said what he had to say, he mingled with the victims and beggars to eat.

Qi Wenyao didn't stand on the side of the street for a long time, collected himself, and after searching in a panic, he spoke to a victim who had just come, "So you are here. Why didn't you come yesterday? How is the injury on your leg?"

A beggar would stare at him and come forward to speak in a panic.So what about the people watching him in the dark?As well known as "Jing Wang Fu Yichen was born in Jianghu", there is also his "old love" with Fu Yichen.

Qi Wenyao belatedly realized that he was frightened by the picture in his mind and acted too chaotically.It's all about chaos, he clearly looks like he knows the inside story, if the crown prince really sends someone to watch him, I'm afraid the next step is to find an opportunity to kill him.

The victims were surprised, and then looked moved to cry, "Young Master Qi still remembers me."

Remember, so use your acting.Qi Wenyao thought so in his heart, but he still had a concerned look on his face, "Of course I remember, you asked me to draw a painting."

Qi Wenyao suppressed all panic, what should he do.

After a while, he really saw some new faces appearing on the East Street.Those unfamiliar faces were characterized by their tall stature and quick movements. They looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, and then asked nearby disaster victims and beggars.

Qi Wenyao behaved normally, no matter how much they asked, they couldn't ask anything.

After the strange person left, Qi Wenyao heaved a sigh of relief, and returned home after finishing his work.

His family is not peaceful either.The gate, the yard, and the house were full of officers and soldiers, looking around with torches one by one, as if they wanted to illuminate the Qi mansion and turn it upside down.

"Father." Qi Wenyao saw Mrs. Qi, stepped forward and asked, "What's going on?"

Mrs. Qi was also very helpless, "There was a thief at home. Mr. Wu happened to be patrolling nearby. When he heard the shout, he came to help catch the thief."

Just right?Of course Qi Wenyao didn't believe it, he pursed his lips and smiled politely at the previous Master Wu, "Please trouble Master Wu."

"It should." Master Wu smiled, and sternly ordered to his subordinates, "Search! We must find that wolf-hearted little thief!"

Qi Wenyao and Qi Taifu looked at each other without saying a word, but then they cooperated tacitly.Grand Tutor Qi was in charge of saying "Master Wu has worked hard", and Qi Wenyao was in charge of saying "It's terrible to have a thief in the family", and both of them acted as if they trusted Master Wu.

Master Wu of course couldn't find the thief, so he left after busying around for a while.

The father and son hurried into the house, closed the door and had a good talk.

"Father, what's going on?"

"Some people say that King Jing colluded with the rebellious party." Taifu Qi was also well informed and helped him sort it out at once. "General Zhang went to the palace and only caught the rebel party, but he didn't see King Jing. Wei Quan said that King Jing had already gone Xiangyang Mountain, the bandit chief took the opportunity to impersonate."

Qi Wenyao suddenly relaxed, "The one who died was not him..."

"What did you notice?" Mrs. Qi was surprised.

Qi Wenyao was inconvenient to confess that he had the ability to read memories, so he just said, "The rebellious party must die, and... Didn't Wei Quan say that King Jing is in Xiangyang Mountain?"

"Who knows. Anyway, General Zhang didn't believe it, so he immediately sent someone to our house to search."

"Ah, if Fu Yichen is in the imperial capital..."

"You can't escape the charge of disrupting the party." Taifu Qi put it bluntly, "but he is different in Xiangyang Mountain. The temple abbot of Xiangyang Mountain is the emperor's most trusted Master Mingjing. He is willing to testify, no one dares to doubt .”

Qi Wenyao nodded, "Fu Yichen should have a solution."

Mrs. Qi sized him up carefully, "Yao'er, are you..."

"I'm afraid of being implicated." Qi Wenyao pursed his lips and put away his worried expression, "Father, what should we do?"

Mrs. Qi sighed, "It's better not to do anything."

"Oh." Qi Wenyao tried his best to suppress his messy thoughts: Yes, just know that Fu Yichen is fine.Even if he just heard it from others, the uneasiness in his heart still hasn't disappeared, even...he really wants to see Fu Yichen with his own eyes.

The last time we met, it was an embarrassing speechless pretending to be ignorant under the same roof.Qi Wenyao turned his back and didn't look at anyone, while Fu Yichen hid in a corner and dared not go forward.He wrote messy characters that he couldn't bear to read, and Fu Yichen wore the dirty clothes that he detested the most.

If Fu Yichen really can't escape this catastrophe, it will be the last time.

Qi Wenyao lowered his eyes, staring at the flickering candlelight in a daze.

Grand Tutor Qi still found something wrong with him, "Yao'er, you are very worried about him."

"After all, we met once." Qi Wenyao smiled wryly, as if he wanted to deceive himself by speaking lightly.

Taifu Qi hesitated for a moment before opening his mouth, "Actually, there are many people who go to Xiangyang Mountain to burn incense and pray for blessings, so it doesn't matter if you have one more."

"Father, can I go?" Qi Wenyao was surprised, "Really?"

"Let's go together." Mrs. Qi smiled and rubbed his head like a child, "Our family has been attacked by thieves, so we should ask the Buddha to bless us, right?"

Qi Wenyao also laughed, "Master Wu will be angry if he knows."

Mrs. Qi snorted, "I can only sulk. Who told him that there are thieves in our house? Go to sleep and leave tomorrow morning."

Qi Wenyao didn't sleep well all night.

The room was turned over in a mess, and the servants could tidy up the daily necessities, but they couldn't tidy up the desk for him.He tidied up and went to prepare things for tomorrow.In order to see the temples Fu Yichen went to, he had to be sincere, add some sesame oil money, and help the victims to ask for safety talismans.

After some preparations, he was exhausted, but his mind was always thinking of Fu Yichen.

All he could think of were weird pictures.

Standing under the tree, Fu Yichen looked at the sprouts and muttered, "It's growing well, and it will bear a lot of fruit in the future. Wenyao seemed very happy to eat wild fruits last time."

Fu Yichen stared at the moon in a daze by the window, and suddenly started eating shortbread.Shortbread, which is easy to fall off, is an annoying thing for cleanliness. Fu Yichen frowned in disgust, but he didn't stop eating.

"My lord." A voice asked, "Is it not to your taste?"

Fu Yichen didn't look happy at all, but said, "It's delicious, no wonder Wen Yao likes it."

Fu Yichen sat in the yard basking in the sun, insisting on using two chairs, one to sit by himself, and the other to give to someone else.

The tea on the side is jasmine. Qi Wenyao likes fragrant tea and doesn't like a bit of bitterness. In addition, the pot of jasmine given by Mrs. Qi is even more interested in jasmine tea, so he only drinks it.

Qi Wenyao thought about these weird images repeatedly, unable to tell whether it was the future or the reality.He hoped that it was halfway through after Prince Jing's mansion arrested the chaotic party, so that he could feel at ease if he didn't see Fu Yichen tomorrow.

He didn't sleep well and got up early.Mrs. Qi had to make proper arrangements and get up early.

The Qi Mansion's carriage set off early in the morning, but the road to Xiangyang Mountain was not as smooth as expected.When he left the city, he was questioned by the guards. On the way, he was stopped by a group of fast-moving cavalry and asked them why they were going to Xiangyang Mountain.

Qi Wenyao didn't speak, Taifu Qi was not frightened by the cold light of the weapon, and said with a smile, "Go and pray."

"It turned out to be Lord Qi and Young Master Qi." The captain who led the team recognized them and ordered them to go down, "Make way."

They finally reached the foot of the mountain.The mountain road was narrow and the carriage could not pass, so they had to get out of the carriage and walk up step by step.

Qi Wenyao got out of the carriage, every step was heavy.

There are officers and soldiers on the mountain road, showing their weapons carelessly.The higher you go, the less the terror of being watched.The number of officers and soldiers dropped sharply, and without firing their weapons, they silently walked around the courtyard of the temple and did not enter the house at all.

They were brought in by the captain himself, and no one dared to stop them.

"Master Qi." A monk in the temple greeted him, "Long time no see."

Grand Tutor Qi smiled back, "Yes. The last time I came was..."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Qi thought that the last time he came with his wife and children, he was stunned and couldn't continue.

The monk looked at Qi Wenyao, "This is..."

Grand Tutor Qi regained his energy all of a sudden, "The dog Wenyao."

Qi Wenyao said hello obediently, and secretly looked around when he lowered his head—there was no one around.If Fu Yichen is really here, can he still be so calm?

"Young master Qi is really a good-looking talent. This way, please." The monk boasted and led them inside.

When they entered the back hall, they could no longer see the officers and soldiers in the yard, and they spoke much more easily.The monk asked how the disaster victims were doing, and Mrs. Qi replied that there was no end to the beginning.

Qi Wenyao couldn't get in the conversation and was in no mood to chat.He found that the officers and soldiers couldn't see him, so he became bolder. He secretly looked at the place where the monks led the way, thinking about his position and where there could be Tibetans in the temple.

Walk through the corridor of the back hall, walk to the right through the back door for a while, and you can turn to a quieter courtyard.The monks led them along secluded paths, and they stopped talking, only the rustling of leaves in the wind.

"The abbot is in the innermost room," said the monk, leading them into the house through a narrow corridor.

Halfway, Qi Wenyao heard a voice of chanting, and stopped to look.

There were doors on both sides of that room, the door near him was half-covered and revealed a gap, while the opposite door was open, letting in the sunlight from outside.

In the backlight, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly saw the figure chanting sutras clearly.

Fu Yichen closed his eyes, and his body bathed in the sun was covered with a light and gentle color.There was piety and humility on his face, not as hidden as he usually sees, but a kind of calmness that sees through the world of mortals.

It seems that I don't care about anything anymore, as if I don't belong to this world and will leave at any time.

Qi Wenyao didn't feel relieved but had the illusion of dreaming, rubbing his eyes and looking again.

Fu Yichen just opened his eyes, and his gaze was fixed on him.The dark black eyes were originally like a deep well without waves, but the moment they saw him, there were ripples of joy, and the light was just beginning to shine, which was already more dazzling than the sunlight outside.

How could Fu Yichen see through the world of mortals?It's just that I haven't found a person who really cares about this world.

See him, and find him.

Qi Wenyao looked at the pair of smiling eyes, and his uneasy heart finally returned to his place.

It's fine.

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