Twilight Cloud Returns

The next day, Wuqing arrived at the teahouse on time.

Master Garoye is still dressed in the same outfit as yesterday.

He respectfully performed a common family salute, and Galoye got up to return the salute, and said with a peaceful smile: "I heard that there is an eminent monk in the Huishan Temple in the suburbs of Beijing. The master discusses Buddhism together, and when this lecture is over, I wonder if this almsgiver can lead this old monk to visit Master Huijue?"

It can be said that Wuqing couldn't ask for it, so he agreed immediately.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Mo Huaijin was already waiting in the same position.

Mo Huaijin poured him a cup of tea and said familiarly, "It's a quarter of an hour earlier than the agreed time."

Wuqing smelled the fragrance of Biluochun, but his memories always drifted back to the first time he strayed into the Magnolia Bieyuan, the pot of Yuqian Longjing that Zhi had still brewed, which made him abandon his years of practice to secretly drink a sip.

Thinking of this, the corners of his lips could not help but rise slightly, maybe there is some kind of guidance from the heavens, and he already had a worldly heart at that time.

Mo Huaijin didn't know the beautiful past between Wuqing and Yun Chuxiu, and asked, "Why are you so happy today?"

"I just thought of some interesting things." Wuqing took a sip of tea, "Mr. Mo seems to have been waiting here for a long time..."

Mo Huaijin said with a smile: "As long as I think about listening to the scriptures with the young master, I don't realize that I have to wait for a long time."

For some reason, Wuqing always felt that Mr. Mo had something to say, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

But before he could think about it, Master Jialuoye began today's lecture.

The inside and outside of the teahouse are full of common people who come here admiringly to see the elegant demeanor of eminent monks from the Western Regions.

After half a stick of incense, a crowd of people came from outside the teahouse, pushed the people away arrogantly, and shouted five times: "Get out of the way, I!"

A group of more than ten big men approached menacingly, and surrounded Wuqing and Mo Huaijin. The leader was the vicious big man from yesterday——Zheng Laojiu.

Zheng Laojiu smelled of alcohol and mutton, held a tooth pick in his mouth, hiccupped and said, "Hey, isn't this the little boy from yesterday?"

Seeing his rude words, Mo Huaijin wanted to strike immediately, but his subordinates quickly moved to block Mo Huaijin's sharp palm.

As long as Zheng Laojiu saw Mo Huaijin, the fire in his heart would rise up.His wrist is still trembling while holding the bamboo chopsticks!

He rolled up his sleeves and said: "The old man is here today to take revenge from yesterday! Brothers, give me all!"

With an order, all the big men rushed forward and smashed in the teahouse, bluffing.

The boss begged his grandpa to tell his grandma distressedly: "Gentlemen, please do me a favor and let this small shop that supports my family go!"

Zheng Laojiu grabbed the boss's skirt, "You didn't have such a grandson when you threw the uncle outside without hesitation yesterday!"

"This..." The boss was speechless, and could only look at Mo Huaijin for help.

Seeing this group of people being so arrogant and unreasonable, Wuqing was furious, "Your Excellency continues to behave like this, I will definitely be a reporter and let the Yamen punish you scoundrels!"

When he heard the reporter, Zheng Laojiu obviously felt guilty for a moment, but just for a moment, he seemed to think of something, and boldly said: "I am afraid that you will report to the official! If you don't blow up this teahouse today, you will have your little boy Take the offal away, I'll take your mother's last name!"

"Smash! Smash me!" Zheng Laojiu roared.

Mo Huaijin saw that the small teahouse was implicated innocently, and he used his strength to deal with the dozen or so people alone, but he was still worried about Wuqing, and said, "Mr. Yun, you go first!"

The incident happened because of the two of them, how could Wuqing leave alone?He looked around anxiously, looking for something that could help Mo Huaijin.

When Zheng Laojiu saw that the little beauty was on the order, he became lustful for a moment, let go of the boss, and walked towards Wuqing step by step...

The boss was thrown on the ground, panting heavily, and ran out scrambling.

Zheng Laojiu hugged Wuqing fiercely from behind, and said with a wink, "Little beauty, it's really important that I think you're thinking about it! This face, the scent on this body, really makes me dream..."

The smell of pickle all over his body made Wu Qingzhi nauseous, except for Zhihuan, he refused to touch anyone's body, struggling angrily: "Take your hand away!"

Zheng Laojiu was not angry, on the contrary, he pinched his waist gently and said with a smile: "He is still a master with a temper, he is more energetic than the flower girl who can only submit to everything, I like it!"

Seeing the death of the benefactor, Master Galoye stepped forward to persuade him: "Amitabha, in broad daylight, how can this benefactor be forced to do anything to others?"

Zheng Laojiu was in high spirits, and someone was nagging in his ear, it was really annoying!He kicked Jia Luoye to the ground with one kick, and cursed: "You stinking beggar, what kind of master are you pretending to be!"

Wu Qing saw that the respected and respected master Jia Luoye was bullied by madmen, and his anger grew even stronger.

Zheng Laojiu felt that the beauty in his arms was getting more and more out of control, and his patience was gradually exhausted, so he said viciously: "Believe it or not, I'm here to kill you!"

He turned over and pressed Wuqing on the stone slab, pressing his greasy beard against Wuqing's fair face.

Mo Huaijin was tied up by several people, and when she saw Zheng Laojiu about to do something wrong, she immediately jumped into a rage.While he was distracted, the big man in front of him punched him in the chest unceremoniously, causing Mo Huaijin to vomit blood instantly.

At this time, Master Jialuoye got up staggeringly, and said to the surrounding people: "Quick... hurry up and report to the officials!"

But the crowd gathered hesitantly and fearfully looked inside, and finally lowered their heads, and no one was willing to report to the officials.

Even the best Buddha-nature recuperation is no match for the cruel reality.

Gaaraye suppressed the anger in his chest, and said with difficulty: "Are you going to watch the two innocent benefactors being persecuted?"

At this time, someone finally trembled and said: "Master...Master... If you want to report to the official, I can lead the way, but you must not tell Sir that I brought you here..."

Jia Luoye supported his waist, his bones were kicked by Zheng Laojiu, even if he climbed to the Yamen, the two benefactors would have died long ago!

Another voice came from the crowd: "Master, it's not that we don't want to go. It's Zheng Laojiu who is really violent. He has too much background. I heard that he is related to a high-ranking official. We dare not provoke..."

"yes……"

"Zheng Laojiu originally opened a martial arts gym. He eats, drinks, prostitutes, and gambles. He is proficient in everything. He owes a huge amount of debt. He has nothing to do. He is ostentatious and has no one to support him. How can he be so good?"

Galoye was both helpless and indignant, so he could only ask the Buddha to bless the two benefactors who had spoken for him, so that the nobles from heaven could solve their plight.

Seeing that Zheng Laojiu's stinky mouth was about to touch Wuqing, the latter was like a hedgehog with all its thorns erected, with head force, he slammed into Zheng Laojiu with all his strength.

Blood flowed from Zheng Laojiu's nose in an instant, he looked at the blood stains from his hands in disbelief, and immediately slapped Wuqing's face!

The ear-piercing voice seemed to open a hole in Mo Huaijin's heart, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, he suddenly burst out with a strong force, knocked the person in front of him to the ground, and punched Zheng Laojiu full of flesh face.

Zheng Laojiu covered his face and walked away from Wuqing, and was repeatedly taught by the person in front of him. It was rumored that Zheng Laojiu was still in the capital?

He clenched his fists tightly and started a fight with Mo Huaijin in the teahouse whose lobby had been smashed to pieces.

Wuqing raised his forehead, the bump just now, coupled with the unexpected slap in the face, made him a little dazed.His face was pale, and he leaned against the wall before barely standing up.

He saw someone fighting with the scoundrel in front of him, but his vision became more and more blurred, and he suddenly fainted to the ground.

Mo Huaijin rushed forward, hugged him in his arms, and called out, "Ah Qing..."

Hearing the familiar address, Wuqing, whose consciousness was chaotic, mistakenly thought that Zhi Huan had come, grabbed his hand, and murmured: "Zhi Huan..."

Zheng Laojiu doesn't have time to look at the pictures of you and me. If things get to this point, if he doesn't take care of them, he will definitely be unable to eat and walk around!

He gritted his teeth, and simply did not do anything, and solved the two of them!

He was waving his fist and was about to land on Mo Huaijin, who was so concerned, when someone in the crowd shouted, "The officials are here!"

When Zheng Laojiu heard it, he ignored the brothers who were lying on the ground dying, and slipped away from the side.

The owner of the teahouse ran all the way without breathing, and went to report to the official to bring the servants, just to prevent his small shop from being smashed into pieces.But when he saw the mess in the store, he immediately collapsed to the ground, crying, "My teahouse, my teahouse..."

The leading yamen servant pointed at everyone on the ground, "How dare you make a scene in the blue sky and make noise, take them all away!"

Seeing people coming from the government, those big men stopped fighting for power, and they were all arrested without a fight.

He pointed at Mo Huaijin, who was covered in injuries, and Wuqing, who was unconscious, and said impatiently: "Take them both away too! There is no quiet time every day!"

When the boss heard that Mr. Mo was going to be taken away, he was alert and no longer indulged in the grief of the smashed shop.

To please Mr. Mo, who has a lot of money, why worry about this small shop?

He got up and said flatteringly: "Master Guan, this is Mr. Mo, not those troublemakers..."

He kept winking at the officer, but the latter said disdainfully, "Mr. Mo and Mr. Zhang, all of them must be brought back to the Yamen for trial!"

The boss grabbed him and said urgently in a low voice: "Master, he is that Mr. Mo, a wealthy businessman who just arrived in the capital. How many masters want to marry his daughter to Mr. Mo!"

Only then did the officer come to his senses, with an attitude as if he had climbed over the hills effortlessly, made a big turn, and immediately bowed with a smile on his face and said, "It's because the villain has eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai. It turns out that Mr. Mo has been wronged!"

He raised his hand, and shouted at his subordinates: "What are you doing in a daze! Why don't you bring these disgraceful bastards back to the Yamen, and give Mr. Mo justice!"

He bent over so much that he was about to fall to the ground, "Young Master Mo, please! The villain will definitely make today's grievances clear, Lord Shaoyin, and order those bastards to obey the law!"

Mo Huaijin hugged Wuqing tightly, and walked out of the teahouse without saying a word.

Master Galoye sighed: "It's a sin, a sin..."

Jingzhao House.

Sitting in the courtroom is Jingzhao Shao Yin Zhu Pei. Because Liang Cai suddenly retired and returned home and was killed halfway, the court has not yet decided on the new Jingzhao Fu Yin, so all affairs will be taken over by him temporarily.

Zhu Pei was suffering from a serious headache at the moment, and finally got Master Liang's resignation. As long as he worked diligently in the government recently, the position of governor must be his.

Who would have thought that it would be the case of Mr. Mo?

Mr. Mo is a wealthy businessman, so the relationship behind Zheng Laojiu is even more complicated!Fortunately, the grandson took advantage of the chaos and escaped, otherwise Zhu Pei couldn't decide whether to release or punish him if he was caught!

If this incident hinders his official career, no matter how many sticks of incense Zhu Pei burns to the Buddha, it will not be able to bring him back!

At this time, the yamen servant just whispered to him: "My lord, Mr. Mo told me to invite a doctor for the fainted Mr...."

Zhu Pei was so annoyed at the moment, he asked a doctor for someone who fainted, and he was about to lose his temper on the spot, but since Mr. Mo was still in the hall, he said with restraint: "This kind of trivial matter still disturbs me! Throw it to me!" In prison awaiting trial!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The yamen servant made a fool of himself, and left the scene in a hurry.

Wuqing was awakened by the cold humidity in the prison, and for some reason he woke up in this dark place.

Winter is about to enter, and his body is as cold as the ice and snow in the twelfth lunar month.

He was fighting with his upper and lower teeth, and shouted weakly: "Is anyone there?"

A jailer chewed peanuts and said leisurely: "Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let go if you have to fart, your grandpa and I haven't finished drinking yet!"

"Excuse me, where is this?" Wuqing asked politely.

The jailer said: "Of course it is the big prison of Jingzhao Mansion. Why, you pretended to be a fool when you came in? You don't know what you have committed to come in? After a while, our Lord Shaoyin will interrogate you. If you have the ability to survive the punishment, you can still pretend not to know. I will obey you!"

Wu Qing is really helpless and sad, he, a humiliated person, was locked in a big prison...

The only person he could think of was Zhi Huan, and he asked, "My lord, can you let me see the young man?"

Seeing his piercing eyes full of sincerity, the jailer sneered for a moment, "It seems that you are not pretending to be stupid, but you are really stupid! What kind of person is the little prince, who can see you? You are right here Just hang around!"

After that, he walked away swaggeringly, never paying attention to this idiot again.

Wuqing huddled pitifully into a ball with a gray nose, waiting for the return.

It seems that God did it on purpose, as soon as he left Zhihuan's side, he would either be taken captive to the Huns, or thrown into a big prison for no reason.

The surrounding area is getting colder and colder, and even the jailer couldn't help shivering, saying: "It's cold, no matter how cold it is, I have to ask the mother-in-law at home to sew more clothes!"

Wuqing fell into a drowsy sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but there seemed to be noise outside.

Yun Chuxiu stood in front of the prison of Jingzhao Mansion sullenly, with a big cloak on his arm.

Zhu Pei bowed his waist and stammered with an apologetic smile: "Mr. Qing should...should be inside..."

He's really badass today!First of all, not to mention the hot potato case of Mr. Mo, who would have thought that the crooked little boy is the most important person of Mr. Mo.

His official career can be regarded as stopping here!

When Zhu Pei thought of this, he swallowed hard and said tremblingly: "Little... little grandpa... I really don't know that... that is Mr. Qing..."

Yun Chuxiu's face was livid, and the aura exuding from his body made Zhu Pei shudder.

He took out an arrow from the quiver in Gu Xiaorui's hand, aimed at the plaque with the words "Jingzhao Mansion Prison", and shot it straight at it. The plaque fell from the beam and fell to the ground, breaking into two halves!