Second minister and thief

Master Kong Chen is a handsome, elegant man with boundless mana, able to know everything and resolve injustices in the world, so he is highly respected by the dignitaries of the capital.Especially after the imperial court promulgated the "Promoting Buddha Order", the Baiyin Temple was unprecedentedly grand, and there was an endless stream of people asking and asking for help, almost breaking the threshold.Among them, the children of the royal family are the most important.

After many years, Chu Linqiu had very little impression of him, only vaguely remembered the meaningful smile in the Zhaoming Hall, and the probing eyes that lingered on him all the time.

As if looking at his prey, Chu Linqiu's spine felt chills at that time, thinking so.

"My lord, are you really going to see Master Kongchen? If he is really playing tricks and we go rashly, wouldn't it be a shock to the snake?"

"Yes, my lord! This person is not easy to get along with. Be careful what tricks he is playing!"

"Cough cough... I am looking for him, one is to ask for medicine, and the other is to ask the saint's order. I think the master should not have any complaints. Besides... besides... ..." Chu Linqiu took a sip of the hot tea that Uncle Ning handed over, barely suppressing the itchiness in his throat, and then continued, "The Xuanwu Guard came out all over the city, which is enough to give him face."

"Your subordinate understands!" One of them suddenly realized that he punched his own palm with his right hand, and said with a big laugh, "This man's city is close to a demon, if my lord goes to meet him alone, he will definitely be suspicious. But just imagine, if we surround his dilapidated temple with water, and everyone knows about it, what will he think? But my lord... if this person is like your lord... think of it One place, then..."

"That's okay. It's just a game of chess with him."

"Oh, my lord, it's almost four o'clock, you should rest." Ning Bo added lamp oil, while persuading his master helplessly, he stole a look at Chu Linqiu's increasingly pale face, feeling as if a knife had cut his heart It hurts, I have wanted to say this sentence for a long time, but I have never found a chance to speak.

"Alright, Uncle Ning, give me a hand." Chu Linqiu could still sit leaning on a solid wooden chair, but as soon as the string in his mind relaxed, he felt a wave of lethargy sweep over his limbs and bones, making him feel tired. His body was so heavy that he couldn't even lift his hands, so he had to call for help.

But after Ning Bo heard this, his heart skipped a beat, secretly thinking that something was wrong, because he knew his master well, and knew that if he hadn't been extremely uncomfortable, he would not have shown weakness so easily.

The old man sighed and turned around, holding his adult's arm with one hand, and his shoulder with the other, trying to lift him up, but unexpectedly touched the sweat in his hands, and the man's body was trembling slightly, as if he had no strength at all. I couldn't make it up, and just lifted up a little, but fell heavily again.

"My lord!" Ning Bo cried out, almost in tears, "What are you standing there for? Why don't you hurry up and help?! Shu Ping! Shu Ping! Where did the damned little monkey go? Please doctor! Please hurry up, doctor!" !"

grown ups!grown ups! "

"Are you all right? My lord! Come on! Come on!"

......

When Chu Linqiu opened his eyes again, he saw that everyone was busy around him, some were playing fans, some were offering hot tea to feed, while Ning Bo was tearfully holding onto his hand. Kneading, seeing him wake up, he looked relieved.

"What's the matter? I'm not dead yet, let's go." Chu Linqiu said, and tried his best to pinch the face of the boy in civilian clothes who was closest to him, wiping away some tears for him.

"My lord! What are you talking about!" The handsome young man stomped his feet hard and ran away. When he came back, he still had a basin of water in his hand.

"My lord, no matter how much you don't care about your own body, you still have to think about Lord Hou and the people in this big mansion." He said while cleansing Chu Linqiu's face, "If your lord says such nonsense again in the future, don't blame me. I tell you to go!"

"Who are you going to sue?" Chu Linqiu was amused, and tried to lure him to say a few more words. Although his voice was still weak, after taking the symptomatic pill, he improved a lot, and he was even able to support Ning. Bo's hands sat up by themselves.

"Who else could it be? Of course it's Lord Hou! My lord always pretends to be confused."

"Ahem..." Chu Linqiu pinched the aching bridge of his nose, and said to Ning Bo, "This little monkey is getting more and more lawless, and you don't care about it."

Uncle Ning glared at him unhappily when he heard the words, and said in a low voice, "In my opinion, what Xiao Shuping said is not bad at all, so I should sue the Marquis."

"...It seems that all of you have defected to Lord Marquis." Chu Linqiu didn't take these things to heart either. In his opinion, it is very easy to identify the true feelings and falsehoods.Xiao Cen was able to "buy" the old housekeeper of his house in just over ten days, which just proved that his feelings for him did not seem to be fake, and he also put in a bit of energy.

"My lord, what is going on with you? You used to...wasn't it because of that...?"

"It's okay, don't say anything." Chu Linqiu got on the back of one of them with the support of the crowd, and he carried it up to the room. When he was supported on the bed with his back, he was already unconscious drowsy.But before he lost consciousness, he still remembered a few important things, and he didn't know whose hand he had pulled in a daze, he raised his breath and spoke the instructions intermittently, and then there was no movement.

"My lord? My lord?"

"Shh, I'm asleep." Ning Bo shook his head, stared at Chu Linqiu's extremely tired sleeping face for a moment, and thought to himself that when the adults in his family would have time to take care of themselves, it would be a ghost.

The moon is covered by idle clouds, the East Palace.

The fourth drumbeat sounded, and even the crickets in the grass gave up their thoughts of singing, but there was a man in a fine attire lying on his arms under the tree.This person's complexion was flushed, his eyes were drunk, and there were several small wine jars scattered here and there at his feet.

"Baiyin...Kong Chen...waking up from a dream...enlightenment in the mountains...the Dao...sorrow...Yun'er , father is getting colder and colder towards me day by day, do you think he will abolish me?"

"Your Highness!" The woman in concubine-colored palace attire covered her mouth with a handkerchief as if she had heard some great secret. Her eyes were full of panic, and she looked left and right. After a long while, she breathed a sigh of relief and regained her composure. , forced a smile, "Your Highness is drunk, and I don't know what he said. Your Majesty, he..."

"Drunk? You also think that loneliness is useless, and you can only rely on this kind of wine to strengthen your courage, right?!"

"No! Your Highness! How can a concubine... ah!!!" In a blink of an eye, the woman fell to the ground. scars.

"Yun Zhaoxun, since the person surnamed Xiao came to Beijing, he hasn't had a few days to live alone."