[Red Mansion] Koi Jia Hu

The sixth prince's mansion, a secret room.

Sitting alone at the table, he was dressed in the clothes of a monk of the Western nationality, which was different from the monks of the Central Plains.As soon as the sixth and ninth princes entered the secret room, their attention was immediately attracted by this monk.

There was no need for any introduction from the disciples, the two brothers immediately knew that this person was the younger brother of the abbot of Huguo Temple, the Yuanfeng monk who left Huguo Temple many years ago to practice in the Xi clan.

The abbot of Huguo Temple is more than a hundred years old, his eyebrows are completely white, and his face is full of wrinkles.

Generally speaking, as his junior, the youngest monk Yuanfeng is no more than ten years old for the abbot of Xiaohuguo Temple.

However, the monk in front of him has black beard and brow, hale eyes, and although there are a few wrinkles in his face, he is not loose like an old man. He looks only about 40 years old.

Just looking at his appearance, the sixth prince brothers believed that he was an expert with real abilities.

The two brothers looked at each other, stepped forward to perform the Buddhist ceremony, and said: "Master Yuanfeng has worked hard all the way."

"Poor monk Yuanfeng, pay homage to your two highnesses!" Monk Yuanfeng stood up and saluted the Buddha, and said a few words of Buddha's name, Fang said: "I don't dare to work hard. A poor monk who is forgotten and unknown can win the praise of two highnesses." It's a poor monk's luck to come from thousands of miles away to invite you."

Not only his appearance, but even his voice is deep and powerful, without the slightest sense of old age.

If he stepped outside and stood in front of people, not to mention that he was an old man in his 90s, no one would be able to guess his age.

Of course, with his current appearance, no one would believe him if he said it, and he would only think it was a joke.

After meeting each other, the two parties sat down one after another after exchanging pleasantries, ready to have a long talk about business.

"Brother Liuhuang has been on a smooth journey since he was born, but for some reason, since seven years ago, he has been stuck with the word 'everything is not going well'. Especially, once he meets the prince and the prince He has all sorts of unlucky things related to it." As soon as the Ninth Prince's butt touched the chair, he couldn't help but speak first.

"We all suspect that Brother Liuhuang was plotted by the prince unknowingly, and fell into some unknown sorcery. The abbot of Bisheng Huguo Temple insisted on refusing to meet each other. Please also look at my elder brother, whether there is something wrong with him Are there traces of being casted by evil methods?"

Monk Yuanfeng is extremely talented, but his heart is not righteous.

Because of this, his teacher gave up on him in the early years and chose the abbot of Huguo Temple who was less talented than him to succeed him.

As early as when he was a monk in Huguo Temple, Monk Yuanfeng secretly learned some evil techniques in the dark.

Later, when he failed in the campaign to host the election, he left the capital and went to the Xi Clan in displeasure. He joined the Longevity Sect of the Xi Clan, and then abandoned the righteous techniques he had learned in the Huguo Temple. His research on sorcery was out of control, and he took a crooked path. to black.

And because he has been studying foreign magic all the year round, the abbot of Huguo Temple has spent his whole life mastering the physiognomy. Monk Yuanfeng only understands some superficial skills, and he doesn't understand more deeply. Therefore, he can't directly see the sixth prince from his face Body problems.

He lowered his eyes to ponder for a moment, and took out a palm-sized bowl that looked like stone but not stone, gold but not gold.

Putting the small bowl on the table carefully, Monk Yuanfeng smiled slightly, looked at the sixth prince and said: "This bowl is a magic weapon of the poor, please ask the sixth prince to drop a drop of blood into it, and then the poor monk will test it with a spell. "

The sixth prince hesitated in his heart, but with the young face of Shang Yuanfeng monk and his confident eyes, the little hesitation disappeared in an instant.

He took out the dagger he was wearing with him, lightly cut a small cut on his fingertips, squeezed out a drop of bright red blood and smeared it on the bottom of the bowl.Seeing this, Monk Yuanfeng nodded slightly, closed his eyes and solemnly recited a mantra that no one could understand.

It took more than a dozen breaths to estimate that the blood in the bowl changed, and the red was covered by black ink a little bit, until it became completely black.

The sixth prince and the ninth prince opened their eyes wide in horror, and suddenly stood up and stared at the black blood at the bottom of the bowl, their faces livid.

"Master, why did the blood turn black? Is it possible that the Sixth Brother has been murdered by magic as I guessed?" The Ninth Prince was burning with anxiety, grabbing Monk Yuanfeng and asking urgently.

Monk Yuanfeng picked up the bowl and felt it, staring through the black air to see a fleeting golden light of good luck, he was terrified!

What a powerful and profound blessing!Who owns it!

With the protection of the Central Plains, how can it be as chaotic as the leader expected?

That's right, Master Yuanfeng left the Western Clan and entered the Central Plains this time. On the surface, it seemed that he was moved by the Sixth Prince's disciples to come to help the Sixth Prince.

In fact, his real purpose is to use the sixth prince to completely stimulate the struggle of the princes to seize the succession, causing the Central Plains to fall into civil strife and war, so that the Xi clan can take advantage of it.

The Xi tribe has been eyeing the land of the Central Plains for many years, but they are not as strong as the soldiers and horses of the Bei tribe. They can clearly confront the Central Plains dynasty, but they can only use some ghostly tricks to achieve their goals secretly.

The Longevity Sect is a secret sect of the Xi clan, and it was established from the very beginning by the royal family of the Xi clan in order to occupy the Central Plains.

During the decades since Monk Yuanfeng joined the Longevity Sect, he became the deputy leader, so he no longer considers himself a native of the Central Plains.

At the moment when he learned that the Sixth Prince's disciples were secretly looking for him, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he took the initiative to show up and was found by the disciples. He took the opportunity to come to the Sixth Prince's side to win his trust, so that the Longevity Sect could secretly carry out the cholera Central Plains plan.

Suddenly realizing that the place was wrong, Monk Yuanfeng immediately covered up the surprise in his eyes, and said solemnly: "It's not necessarily a sorcery."

With a look of compassion, he explained: "To be precise, it should be a coincidence that the prince's side got the help of someone with great fortune, which suppressed the luck of the sixth prince. Once the sixth prince moves and opposes the prince's side The bad smell will accompany you like a shadow, even if you drink water, it will get stuck between your teeth."

"Your Highnesses, look at this drop of blood, its color is like black ink, it can be seen that the bad luck of the past seven years has penetrated into the bone marrow of the Sixth Prince. Unless that person dies, the Sixth Prince's difficulty cannot be solved."

God really loves the Central Plains so much, it doesn’t count that he gave the Central Plains great rivers and mountains, but he even sent the Son of Fortune to protect him.

The son of fortune has the power to turn disasters into blessings. As long as he lives for one day, the Central Plains will not be in chaos, so he must die!

A dark light flashed in the depths of Monk Yuanfeng's eyes, and he said: "I wonder if your highnesses know if there is someone with good luck around the prince. If so, get rid of that person, and the sixth prince's plight will be solved naturally. Fly to the sky as you wish."

There was faint bewitchment in the tone, trying to provoke the sixth and ninth princes to kill Jia Hu.

Hearing this, the appearance of Jia Hu jumped out of the Ninth Prince's mind immediately, and he said anxiously: "There is one person named Jia Hu."

"His luck is indeed very good, but everyone thought it was because he raised the lucky koi of the Huguo Temple. But now, after hearing what the master said, this king suddenly remembered that his father has always treated him very specially over the years. As expected, It must have something to do with his 'luck'."

The sixth prince suddenly realized that he had long suspected that Jia Hu was hiding some unknown secret, which was why the emperor treated him extra favorably, and now he finally knew what the secret he had been pursuing for many years was.

Thinking that it was the appearance of hesitating Jia Hu that turned the corner for the prince to be deposed, and it was the root cause of his own misfortune, the murderous intent in the sixth prince's heart soared.

Sensing the killing intent overflowing from his body, Monk Yuanfeng smiled slightly.

In the Rongguo Mansion, Jia Hu, who was lying on Tu Yuan's stomach and discussing with him the reason for the tigress' pregnancy, suddenly sneezed.

"Did you catch the cold?" Tu Yuan checked the temperature of Jia Hu's forehead with a worried expression.

Jia Hu rubbed his ears, and said softly, "No, I just feel like someone is talking about me with bad intentions."

"Bad intentions? Who could it be?" Tu Yuan frowned, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of suspects appeared in his mind.

There is no way, extending from the inside of the Jia family to the outside, there are not many people who can't see Jia Hu.

Internally, Jia Zheng was the only one. Externally, because of him and the prince, the number of people who were hostile to Jia Hu, who was always with him, was large.

"I don't know, whoever he is, anyway, the soldiers come and cover them with water and earth." Jia Hu's head was resting on Tu Yuan, and his body was rolling around on the couch, and his hair was all messed up after a while. "Let's continue to discuss who made Duhu pregnant."

Tu Yuan expressed his conjecture after several times of thinking, "There is no one else raising tigers in the capital, so it can only be a good thing done by the male tigers outside the capital."

As soon as Jia Hu heard this, she immediately stopped rolling in the panda style, pouted her little butt, put her face on Tu Yuan's stomach, and looked at him sideways. "Outside the capital? Can't you enter the city?"

Tu Yuan pushed back the messy hair on his face, and said with a smile: "That's a good word, but Dumb can go out of the city, can't he?"

"When did the tiger leave the city? Except for the few times we took it to play in Xiangshan Manor, which day did it go out?" Jia Hu grabbed Tu Yuan's finger and used it to scratch the itchy spot on his face. .

Suddenly, his half-closed eyes due to deep thought opened suddenly, and he suddenly sat up. "You mean Xiangshan?!"

Jia Hu's eyes were wide open, like a frightened little squirrel.

"Are there tigers in Xiangshan?" He bit his finger in confusion, his watery eyes stared at Tu Yuan eagerly for an answer.

"The manor my father gave me is surrounded by mountains and rivers. It is not surprising that there are tigers. You and I often take big tigers to the manor to play. Maybe it really found a companion in Xiangshan." Tu Yuan pulled it out Jia Hu bit the finger, "How old are you, still biting your own finger?"

"I'm still a child, I haven't grown up yet." Jia Hu pouted, and simply grabbed Tu Yuan's finger and grinded his teeth.

The bright, smiling eyes stared at the latter, as if to say: Look, I didn't bite my own!

Tu Yuan: "..." She was usually silly, but now she is clever.

He poked Jia Hu's two dimples with his other free hand, and muttered in a low voice, "There are some people who are as old as you are already married, how dare you call yourself a child?"

Jia Hu didn't hear clearly, and asked with confused eyes, "What did you say?"

"I said, get up and tidy up your messy hair." Tu Yuan flicked his forehead with his fingers, "Dahu is shy, so we will go to Xiangshan to find it by ourselves."

Jia Huxiong hugged Tu Yuan, pretending to hold him down, with a smile on his face, and said softly, "I want you to comb, not someone else to comb, otherwise I won't get up."

Tu Yuan stood up deftly and carried Jia Hu on his back.When he went down to the ground, he kept saying: "Everything, everything depends on you, everything depends on you."