Crossing the Extreme Rampage

Xu Zhengfeng supported Tang Yuanming, but did not pick up the little guy, "Brother Ming is not feeling well, go back to the room to rest first."

"Okay." On the upturned white and tender face, two eyebrows were wrinkled into ripples, very worried.

Tang Yuanming pinched the little guy's face, "Good boy."

"Ah."

The fat monk looked at the apprentice who sat across from him, and his expression was a little strange, "Wangchen, what happened?"

The handsome monk thought for a while, and explained everything that happened in the Seventh Prince's Mansion, "Master, what should I do?"

The fat monk's face didn't change, but he couldn't help but started complaining in his heart. He said that the guy was coming to abduct his apprentice. It turned out to be from the Seventh Prince's Mansion, "Just follow your heart."

The handsome monk bowed his head and thought for a moment, "Master, why don't we leave the capital, now that the Seventh Prince has also been rescued, we have nothing to do."

The fat monk nodded, "When do you want to leave?"

"Master, there are still a few days left for the Zhengyi exam. How about we leave after he finishes the exam?"

"can."

The bodyguard of the Seventh Prince stood at the gate of the courtyard with a small box in one hand, his body was straight and dignified, "Master, does Master Tang also live here?"

The handsome monk stood up, "Come in, he lives here."

The guard came over and said politely, "Master, please show me the way."

At this time Xu Zhengfeng came out of the room, "Is there anything else I need?"

The guard gave the small box to Xu Zhengfeng with both hands, "Thank you, Master Tang, for your rescue. This is a thank you gift."

Xu Zhengfeng looked at it and took it over, "I'm sorry to bother you."

"Sure, goodbye."

"Walk slowly."

Xu Zhengfeng took the small box back to the room, "Yuan Ming, this is a thank you gift from the palace."

Tang Yuanming was lying on the bed, his chest hurt so badly that he didn't dare to move. He forcibly brought the four of them in before, which almost exhausted all his energy. After the nightmare dissipated, he suffered the aftermath alone and was seriously injured. " What is it? Open it and have a look."

The small box was opened, and there was a stack of silver bills lying quietly inside. Xu Zhengfeng counted ten bills worth 100 taels, and a total of 1000 taels. "The palace is really rich and powerful."

Tang Yuanming smiled lightly, "If the palace has no money, then ordinary people will have no money."

"Too."

"Put it away. After Zhengyi finishes the exam, we will go back to Xujiacun."

"it is good."

……

Happy Palace.

In the study room, the Seventh Prince finished reading the things that Tang Yuanming and his party gave him before leaving without saying a word, his face became more and more serious, who wanted to kill him?

He said that the assassination had no beginning and no end. It turned out that it was to take his blood.

That day he and Yun Wanna were out in the countryside, and they had been guiding him to remote places. It turned out that it was premeditated. Now that she is married to the second brother, is the person behind her the second brother?Will there be someone else?

Thinking about it carefully, he and Yun Wanna met at the Feast of Hundred Flowers, did the conspiracy start from this time?

The most puzzling thing is that he has no involvement in government affairs, does not form cliques, and does not seek to usurp the throne, so why kill him?

Thinking about it, all my thoughts were squeezed away by a face...

The Seventh Prince stood up and carried a long box on the bookshelf to the desk, gently stroking the box with his fingertips, his eyes focused, his pupils swaying slightly, with a look of longing.

Open the box, inside are several scrolls.

Picking up the top pair and unfolding it, it is a monk meditating with eyes closed, with thick black eyebrows, a straight nose, slightly pursed lips, distinct facial features, calm expression, and compassionate gentleness.

Caressing the painted face with his fingers, the Seventh Prince couldn't help but caressed a faint smile on his face, and then a look of determination burst out in his eyes, Wangchen, I must get you.

Picking up the bottom painting again, unfolding it, it turned out to be exactly the same as the previous one, the only difference is that the painting paper has already exuded a faint yellow color, giving it a sense of age.

"Wang Chen, this is the first time I saw you. I don't know why, but I can never forget it from now on."

……

night.

Qing built a small courtyard.

Slight footsteps sounded in the yard. Tang Yuanming sat on the head of the bed, put down the book in his hand, and said with a smile, "Zhengfeng, the guest is here."

Xu Zhengfeng stood up and opened the door, "Please, both of you."

Two young men in black cloaks and hats came in. The man standing in front smiled heartily, "Is Master Tang a master?" He took off his cloak and handed it over to him. To the man behind.

Tang Yuanming smiled, "Your Majesty praised you, please sit down."

Xu Zhengfeng served the Seventh Prince a cup of tea, and then sat aside.

The Seventh Prince looked around and was a little disappointed not to see the handsome monk, but his expression did not change, he still smiled, "Master Tang is staying up so late, isn't he just waiting for me?"

The corners of Tang Yuanming's lips turned up slightly, "I guess the prince will come to ask me some questions after reading the things, so there is such a class."

The Seventh Prince looked cheerful, "It's so easy to deal with smart people. If that's the case, then I, the king, will not be polite."

"Please speak clearly, my lord."

The seventh prince's expression gradually became serious, "Master Tang, can you find the person who cast the spell on this king?"

Tang Yuanming nodded, "It's possible, but it's up to the prince himself."

"Please tell me, Master."

"Today, a few of us joined forces to help the prince break the nightmare. The person who cast the spell will not be injured less than me. The prince can send someone to investigate secretly to see which Feng Shui master or Taoist priest has been seriously injured for no reason. Maybe we can find it by following the clues." people."

"Good idea." The Seventh Prince signaled to his bodyguard, "Chiyang, do you remember what Master said?"

"My subordinates remember it."

"I'll do what the master says in a while"

"Yes."

"Master Tang, if I stay in the dream for a long time, will I really die?"

Tang Yuanming said firmly, "Yes, I told you that after 49 days, if the prince has not come out of the dream, his body will gradually become weaker, and in the end it is equivalent to dying in his sleep."

A cold light flashed in the Ruiming eyes of the Seventh Prince, "This way my death will not leave any traces, and the people behind the scenes will succeed."

"Correct."

"But how does the other party know that I like...Wangchen?" His liking for Wangchen has become an obsession in his heart because he can't get it. Even if he stays with him in his dream, he is willing, and the other party just uses it. After realizing this, he was trapped in a dream. The key is that he is still willing. The other party's intentions are really terrible.

Chi Yang immediately knelt down on one knee, "My lord, I haven't mentioned this matter to anyone."

Chi Yang has been with the Seventh Prince for ten years, it can be said that he grew up together, how could the Seventh Prince not believe him, "Get up, I won't doubt you."

"Thank you, Lord."

Tang Yuanming reminded, "My lord needs to think about who knows about this." After saying this, Tang Yuanming suddenly had a very bad guess in his heart.

The Seventh Prince lowered his head and thought, besides himself, Chi Yang, he is the only one who knows, no, it's impossible, it can't be him... His expression changed, "He won't tell others."

Tang Yuanming had already guessed, "My lord, you know people, you know their faces, but you don't know your heart."

Xu Zhengfeng scratched lightly with his hand on his lap, and seeing Yuan Ming's appearance, he had already guessed it, so it could only be him... the man in red.

But doesn't he like the Seventh Prince?How could you betray him?

The Seventh Prince couldn't accept it, "What can he get by doing that?"

No one can answer this question, it is estimated that only he himself knows.

"Master Tang, can you take me to meet him? I want to ask him face to face."

Tang Yuanming suddenly raised his head and looked in one direction, "You don't need to look for him, he's already here."

The Seventh Prince looked around in surprise, "Where is he?"

"Zhengfeng, give the Ghost Order Talisman to the Seventh Prince."

"it is good."

Holding the Ghost Order Talisman, the Seventh Prince felt that the surroundings were getting darker, not only that, but also had a dark feeling, looking in the direction Tang Yuanming was looking at, a man in red stood there, "Su Yici? "

The man in red took a step in the direction of the seventh prince, "My lord."

The seventh prince's eyes were imprinted on the man in red, and his voice was full of tenderness. He wanted to get angry but couldn't, "Why did you do that?"

The man in red stared at the Seventh Prince quietly, with greed in his eyes, "My lord, I'm sorry."

The Seventh Prince sighed, feeling very helpless, "I don't blame you, but I want to know the reason."

"I like the prince, does the prince know?"

"But I've told you clearly, don't you understand?"

The man in red had a painful expression on his face, "It's not that I don't understand, it's that I don't want to part with it."

The Seventh Prince was silent for a long time, "Why are you doing this?"

The man in red became a little excited, "My lord, you also have someone you like in your heart. If you understand the kind of heart that you can't get what you want, then you should understand me."

The Seventh Prince can understand the pain of not getting what you want, but you betray me because you can't get it. You can't understand, "You like me, and you betray me because you can't get me?"

The man in red retorted without hesitation, "I have no choice."

"Then who did you tell this to?"

"My lord, don't ask, I won't tell."

The Seventh Prince couldn't believe it, "You still have to cover up for the other party?"

The man in red clenched his fists tightly, in unbearable pain, "My lord, you'd better stay away from the capital like the fifth lord, and live a happy life. The capital is too dirty."

The Seventh Prince frowned, "What exactly do you know?"

Tang Yuanming and Xu Zhengfeng looked at each other, what he was hiding seemed to be some big secret.

The man in red slowly loosened his fists, and gradually calmed down, "My lord, I'm leaving, and you will never see me again."

The Seventh Prince stared at him, a little nervous, "Where are you going?"

The man in red smiled slightly, his smile was full of bitterness, "Have you forgotten, my lord, that I am a ghost now, and ghosts naturally have a place for ghosts." After speaking, the figure gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared.

"In words."

It took a long time for the Seventh Prince to come back to his senses, "Master Tang, where is the soul's home?"

"Samsara, he let go of his obsession and went to reincarnation."