rotten son-in-law

The incense candle shop is not big, only two or three feet long and wide, but there are quite a lot of things inside. The bamboo shelves are specially wrapped with colored silk, and the scented wax is evenly spread on it.

In the innermost part, a Indian with a red turban is sitting in front of the fire making candles.He heard the wind chime under the door, stood up on his knees, and asked Mu Qingchen and the others: "But I want to buy some oil."

Mu Qingchen was a little surprised that people could see his intentions without saying a word, raised his eyes to meet the shrewdness in the eyes of the Tianzhu people, and smiled knowingly.It was right to think about it, Qingming had already passed, and there was no temple fair this month. Two young gods came to visit suddenly, not to buy holy oil or something.

Yi Xiaobai turned his back nervously and looked around for a moment, raised three fingers, and said straight to the point: "Three boxes."

The red turban of the Tianzhu man was wet from the sweat on his forehead, and the edges were darker and lighter. He rubbed his hands and went to the backyard. When he came back, he brought four boxes, saying that he bought three and got one free.

Yi Xiaobai was born in a family of merchants, he spared no money and didn't ask the price, just threw out a silver collar, took the oil in a hurry, and said to Mu Qingchen: "Hey, it just so happens that we share equally."

Saying that, regardless of the disgust in Mu Qingchen's expression, he insisted on stuffing two boxes for her.

Mu Qingchen looked at the things in his hand, and saw that the Tianzhu man was about to leave, so he hurriedly stopped him, leaned into his ear, and said embarrassingly: "Is there... anything that can't have intercourse?"

Something that can't "get up"! ! ?

The Tianzhu people have only been in the capital for five years, and they are not proficient in Chinese, and they often mishear or do not understand.

He took a step back, his dark face was covered with a layer of sweat, making it look shiny.He looked at Mu Qingchen with strange eyes, suddenly slapped her, and asked her to wait a moment with joy.

He trotted into the back of the stove, and mysteriously took out a small wooden box with old copper locks and delicate mother-of-pearl patterns on it. With his rough palm, he carefully brushed away the dust on it: " This is what you want!"

Sure enough.

Mu Qingchen was overjoyed.

Yi Xiaobai was tickled by the two people's trickery, so he unscrewed the lock and opened it to take a look: "My mother, Qingchen, you are hiding everything!"

Small leather whips, small shackles, wool loops... everything.

What are these! ! ?

Mu Qingchen was so angry that the little heart that had just jumped up to heaven fell into the eighteenth floor of hell in an instant.

"You are not mean enough, I want me too." Yi Xiaobai shrugged and opened his hands to the Tianzhu man.

The Tianzhu man said in embarrassment, "No more."

Mu Qingchen was too lazy to listen to their quarrel, so he handed the wooden box to Yi Xiaobai, turned around and opened the door curtain, but accidentally bumped into a soft Xiangxiang's body.

It's Chang Shu.

He was looking at himself with pity and distressed eyes, especially when he saw the tianzhu oil in her hand, the pity and distress became a little bit more intense.

This is... what does it mean?

Mu Qingchen tucked the things into his sleeves uncomfortably, after a while, he called out Yi Xiaobai, who was holding the wooden box, and accompanied Chang Shu and Chang Yuan to the arch bridge to watch the Kucha artists playing fire sticks.

Chang Yuan seemed to like it very much. She was amazed by the tumbling firewood stick, and cheered and applauded with the surrounding people from time to time. The wind chime on her wrist followed her movements. echoes in the noisy square.

After watching this scene, I went to watch the Persians play rope tricks again. A hemp rope was thrown into the sky, and the person climbed up along the rope, and disappeared into a white cloud. In the blink of an eye, the person was on the opposite eaves appears on.

Everyone exclaimed and won a full house.

On the carriage back to the palace, Chang Yuan was still talking about it, she changed places with Yi Xiaobai, leaned over to Mu Qingchen and asked: "Qingchen, how do you think the Persian managed to climb the rope? "

"Alchemy." Mu Qingchen was still worrying about tonight's intercourse, and had no intention of having fun with her, and said perfunctorily, "It's similar to hypnosis or blindfolding, using words or actions to confuse people unconsciously. We see What I saw and felt were actually hallucinations, and during this period, that person took the opportunity to rush up to the opposite eaves."

"I see." Chang Yuan woke up like a dream.

Chang Shu was also caught in this doubt. After listening to Mu Qingchen's explanation, she became even more interested. She wanted to ask the difference between Persian alchemy and Taoist meditation. The carriage stopped.

She looked out through the small window with the bamboo curtain half rolled up, and found that she was walking in Guangde Square at the moment, and there were so many people around that it was really not suitable for parking.

"What happened?" Chang Shu said softly.

Niu Juhua's voice sounded outside the car: "Princess, the bad guy is asking Ziyi to see you."

The public office of Jingzhao Mansion is in the northeast corner of Guangdefang.The villain was sent by the Jingzhao Mansion, and Xiang Ziyi appeared here, presumably to discuss the arrest of the pervert in the Sixteenth King's House.

Chang Shu reservedly smoothed the wrinkles on the skirt, and asked Mu Qingchen what she meant: "Do you want to see me?"

The two of them quarreled because of Xiang Ziyi, so it's better to be more cautious.

Xiang Ziyi?

Mu Qingchen recovered from his absent-mindedness.

Yes, he is Chang Shu's childhood sweetheart. When they were 14 years old, they gave each other sachets and made a private decision for life.If I hadn't stepped in back then, amazed Chang Shu's time with my peerless beauty, and softened Chang Shu's time, this son-in-law's position should have been Xiang Ziyi's.

Hey, blame me for being so charming!

However, disguised as a man is not a long-term solution after all. I will leave Chang Shu one day. During this period, I should create more opportunities for the two to meet each other. , nor will there be no successors.

Mu Qingchen made up her mind and looked at Chang Shu, her face was still gentle and graceful, her frowns and smiles were like misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Thinking that she will be someone else's daughter-in-law in the future, Mu Qingchen's eyes are sore, and his heart is also sore.

Forget it, after all, I am sorry for others, and let them reunite, it can be regarded as a kind of compensation...

She rolled up the thin bamboo curtain by two points, poked out half of her head, and raised a smiling face: "My lord, where did you come from?"

This sound came and went very familiarly, with the cadence of a procuress in a brothel.

Xiang Ziyi got goosebumps all over his body, trembling like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

The Seven Fragrance Chariot is the throne of Emperor Huadi, and was later rewarded to Princess Mu Ning's mansion. Xiang Ziyi was overjoyed when he saw this chariot.He is an honest man, he didn't do what he thought, and stepped forward to block the way, wanting to say a few words to Chang Shu.

Who would have thought that Mu Qingchen was also inside.

Xiang Ziyi was full of doubts, you must know that Mu Qingchen is jealous and always doesn't want to see him, he must be confused by the scorching sun today, why he suddenly became kind to himself.

There is fraud, there must be fraud.

Not only he thought so, but also Niu Juhua and Bai Lianhua who were driving the horses, not to mention Chang Shu, Chang Yuan and Yi Xiaobai in the car.

The government soldiers around the car stared at Mu Qingchen with the eyes of "nothing to show courteousness, either rape or robbery".

"Prince Mu," Xiang Ziyi has a handsome and tall figure. He has been running around all day long, his skin is tanned, and he looks resolute and handsome. Six Kings House, by the way, please take good care of Shu'er... Take good care of Your Highness the Eldest Princess, and don't give perverts any chance."

Mu Qingchen: "..."

That pervert is right in front of your eyes, and the Eldest Princess wants to tarnish her innocence tonight.

"It's just on the way, why don't you get in the car and we'll pick you up for a while?" Mu Qingchen changed the subject.

Everyone was surprised and delighted, oh my god, it's been a long time since I saw you, the eldest princess is about to ride in the same car with her predecessor and current one!After Mu Qingchen was struck by lightning, the second biggest gossip in the imperial capital is finally released, and it is about to detonate midsummer!

Chang Yuan and Yi Xiaobai looked at Chang Shu expectantly, but were slapped across the face by Chang Shu.

"Thank you for your concern." Chang Shu raised her voice and poked Mu Qingchen's waist with her fingers.

Xiang Ziyi heard Chang Shu's voice, knowing that she didn't want to have anything to do with him, he pulled the corner of his mouth bitterly, and thanked Mu Qingchen: "Thank you, Concubine Mu, for your kindness. A friend of mine just entered the capital, and I have to bring him He entered the palace to face the saint."

As he spoke, he looked towards the tea shop on the side. Under the banner, a blond old man, wearing a white robe with a collar that stretched to the floor, was standing there smiling kindly to fellow travelers. His smile was like the spring breeze blowing across the wilderness.

Mu Qingchen noticed the two golden ribbons hanging on his shoulders, and stared at the cross on his chest again...

Look, this dress must be Nestorian... Archbishop.

Mu Qingchen was in a trance, blessed to his soul, a white light flashed in his mind...

Got an idea!A good idea not to have intercourse with Chang Shu.

Her eyes were shining brightly, she lifted the hem of her clothes and got out of the car, stepped under the banner, smiled shrewdly, and said to the host: "My Mi Shi He!"

The archbishop was too stunned to speak. Mishiha is the main god of Nestorianism and the belief of all believers.The reason he came to the imperial capital to see Huadi this time was to get permission to build the Nestorian Temple on this blessed land to pass on the faith of Mishiha.

I didn't expect that the Lord Jesus in front of me would be so warm and kind to him and his beliefs, which is really touching.

After Mu Qingchen learned of his intentions, she revealed her identity, invited him into the palace together, and promised to help him speak well in front of Vantage and Minister of Industry.

The archbishop couldn't wait for it, and wept with joy, embraced her, and kissed her forehead: "The Lord is with you!"

He couldn't express the excitement in his heart, held Xiang Ziyi's hand tightly, said goodbye to him, and thanked him for introducing Mu Qingchen to him.Then he got on the seven-scented chariot and kowtowed to the two princesses in the car.

Kowtow at that end, much louder than cow chrysanthemums!

Chang Shu understood from his gratitude that it was Mu Qingchen who tricked him into the car and wanted to take him to see his father.

It's so weird.

Chang Shu thought about it carefully, but she couldn't remember when Mu Qingchen was interested in Nestorianism. Don't you usually dislike the theory of ghosts and gods?

"Please stand up." Chang Shu put on the majesty of a princess of a great country.When he was about to give him a seat, he found that there was no room in the car, so he had to let the old archbishop kneel there...

Mu Qingchen slid off the cushion and sat cross-legged opposite him, with sincerity in the corners of her brows and eyes, asking him to explain the doctrine to her and guide her to be good.

The archbishop's turbid eyes immediately regained clarity, and in an old phlegm voice, he told the story of Mi Shihe being crucified on the cross and being reborn three days later.

The story is sad and tortuous. Everyone was moved by Mi Shihe's kindness and righteousness, so that they didn't even notice it when they entered the palace gate.

After getting off the car, Mu Qingchen asked them to go back to Hulan Hall first, while she took the archbishop to see her father.

Chang Shu didn't refute, she responded, and led the crowd to the east, walked to the center of the palace road, and looked back at Mu Qingchen's receding back with anxiety...

"Princess, the nuns who are still in bed have been here for a long time." Chuyue entered the palace after sorting out the things in the mansion, "I will send someone to find the son-in-law."

Listening to the room is a big deal, and the Queen Mother will be blamed if something goes wrong.

Chang Shu bathed behind the screen, the water was sparkling, the sound of the water was clear, and the air was dense, her skin was as red as drunk, and the aroma of red petals was rich and rich.

She stood up from the pure white water, and the maidservants beside her hurriedly covered her with light clothes, stepped out of the screen, and saw that Chuyue was ordering people to put down the triple curtain and the curtain between the beds.

The female secretary walked into the hall with the palace lantern in hand, bowed for a while, and then ordered the little servants behind her to pay their respects quickly, saying: "These are new maids, don't understand the rules, don't mind."

Then he added: "The third princess has already started." It means, I implore you to follow Aunt Chuyue's wishes and send someone to bring back Concubine Mu.

Chang Yuan's sleeping hall is next door, and there is only a courtyard between the two halls. It is already Xu time, and the night seems to be splashed with ink.

Chang Shu's gaze leaped out of the window lattice under the cold white moonlight and looked towards the opposite side, only then did she know that the words of Madam Mistress were true, because the candles in the opposite hall had been half extinguished, and there was a faint ambiguous light jumping on the window paper ...

"Chuyue, order Niu Juhua to take someone to look for it." Her voice was sullen.

The royal rules are cumbersome, and this night is very important. If this matter gets to the ears of the emperor's grandmother, Mu Qingchen will not be able to bear it and walk around.Besides, I really don't care how she feels about being alone in the vacant room...

"Here we come, the son-in-law is back." Niu Juhua, who had just left, ran back in a fluttering manner, pointing back to the door, and said with great joy.

Chang Shu looked in the direction of his fingers, and saw Mu Jingjiao Qingchen, wearing a white robe with a stand-up collar, striding in. Perhaps because the clothes didn't fit, he was knocked by the threshold when he lifted his foot to step across the door. A bit of a foot.

She held up a string of rosary beads in a chic posture, with a cross hanging from the end of the rosary beads.

The corner of Chang Shu's mouth sank: "What are you doing dressed like this?"

Mu·Jingjiao·Qingchen: "I have an epiphany!"

With a look of enlightenment, she replied forcefully: "From now on, be a person who is not close to women, pure in heart, ascetic, and travel around the world. From now on, care about food and vegetables. I have a house facing Dijing, spring is warm and flowers are blooming."

After saying that, I started humming: "I will spend my entire life to support you. There are too many troubles in the world to forget. Please give me the power to love and be loved so that I can sit under the cross and watch quietly. think~"

Chang Shu: "!!?"

I really want to slap you again! !