Rely on face to eat [Quick Transmigration]

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After that day, Lushan was cloudy and rainy for several days in a row, and the whole Lushan was shrouded in clouds and mist, which really felt like a fairyland on earth.

In order to find the monk, Shen Mian braved the rain and went to Fenglin several times, but all of them were in vain, suffering from the cold for nothing.

Fugui added charcoal to the stove, and said: "Master, the winter in the mountains is too cold, the clothes I brought earlier may not be enough, I'm afraid I have to take someone back to the palace to get them."

"You can figure it out."

Shen Mian coughed softly, walked to the window and pushed open the two pear-blossom windows, caught a few drops of rainwater with the palm of her hand, and said, "The rain is light, rich and honored, bring an umbrella."

Fu Gui let out an "ah" and said: "Master, are you still going to Fenglin today? The wind and cold suffered a few days ago have not fully healed, and the mountain road is muddy and difficult to walk, why bother to suffer? Let's take care of it!"

Shen Mian looked at him and said, "If you are afraid of the cold, stay in the temple and go alone."

Fugui had no choice but to say: "Master is not afraid of the cold, how dare you be rich." Then he muttered in a low voice: "I don't know if there are some monsters in the forest that have haunted Master."

While speaking, she quickly took out a robe and put it on Shen Mian, saying: "Master, the old mother said, one autumn rain and one cold, after this rainy season, it will be winter. That's when it's really cold!"

Shen Mian nodded, still thinking about that strange monk Wuchen in her head.

Fu Gui said again: "We have all been in the mountains for several months, has the emperor forgotten the master..."

Shen Mian glanced back at him, smiled and said, "He really wants to forget, but I'm afraid he won't be able to."

"What is the meaning of this, master?"

Shen Mian bent her lower lip, but didn't answer.

Even if the emperor is really old and dizzy and unable to do anything, he, the decent eldest son of the emperor, with royal blood, is feared by many people.

These days when he came to Lushan, Shen Mian led people to hunt and barbecue in Lushan all day long, drinking and having fun. He said he came to reflect, but he was more relaxed and relaxed than in Shangjing. Presumably, he had already been sued to the emperor's case by the officials, saying that he, the crown prince, was a bad person. It is useless to think aggressively.

In this way, Prince Jing is also at ease, and the emperor is also at ease.

After all, a useless prince would at least not make people want to kill.

Fugui opened the umbrella and walked beside him, suddenly said: "Master, there is someone in front."

Shen Mian looked up, and saw a handsome figure standing in the gazebo at the end of the red corridor from afar, he was slightly stunned for a moment, took two steps forward, and then asked uncertainly, "Gu Yanzhi?"

The man looked back, wearing a dark blue brocade shirt and a black fox fur cloak, standing tall with a jade face like a crown, it was Gu Yanzhi.

Gu Yanzhi looked at him, and there was a hint of warmth in his eyes for an instant, and he nodded and said, "His Royal Highness."

The sound of His Royal Highness made Shen Mian a little embarrassed. Last time at Nanshan Temple, he pretended to be Lu Chen's distant cousin to deceive him. Now that he was exposed, it was naturally a bit embarrassing.

But fortunately, he has always been a thick-skinned person, he only waved his hand, and Fugui retreated obediently.

The cold wind in the corridor was biting, Shen Mian gathered her outer robe, walked towards the gazebo, said with a smile on her lips, "Danqing Banquet has been separated for several months, and things have changed, and I was relegated to the barren hills alone, but Mr. Gu has been promoted step by step."

Gu Yanzhi said: "I didn't know the identity of Your Highness before, so I offended you so much, I hope you will forgive me."

Shen Mian said: "Those who don't know are not guilty, not to mention that Gu deliberately concealed it, of course it can't be blamed on Mr. Gu."

Furthermore, given his current situation, how could he be qualified to convict the dignified champion of the new discipline, the direct descendants of the Qingliu Gu family.

He was about to speak, but couldn't help but coughed lightly twice against his lips.

Gu Yanyi was startled, and suddenly saw his red fingertips from the cold, clenched his fists for a moment, and finally suppressed the urge to pull him into his arms.

He took off his fox fur cloak, put it on his slender shoulders, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness seems to be feeling unwell, do the servants of the West Temple dare to treat His Highness harshly?"

Although this man was gentle and polite in every word and every word, Shen Mian was keenly aware of the hint of sarcasm hidden in it, but he was slightly startled, and said with a smile: "I was alone in the rain and caught a cold, and all the servants Very well behaved."

Gu Yanzhi said: "Since you have suffered from the wind and cold, you should rest indoors, why go out again?"

Naturally, Shen Mian would not tell the truth, she just said: "It rains endlessly, I feel bored, I just come out to breathe. Speaking of which, Mr. Gu doesn't work in the capital, so why did he come to this barren mountain? Could it be that he came here specially to visit the orphan?" ?”

Gu Yanzhi lowered his eyes to look at him. That day in front of Nanshan Temple, he saw the young man in the crowd from a distance. There was a three-point smile between his brows and eyes, seven-point arrogance, like the most exquisitely carved jade, a pair of clear eyes It is so transparent that people dare not look directly, for fear of making him aware of his dirty and disgusting desires.

Later, when I learned that he was brought by Lu Chen, he should have retreated in the face of difficulties. Everyone knew that Gu Yanzhi was a noble person, extremely proud, and never took the initiative to get into trouble.

But there are always exceptions to everything.

However, this young man is the exception.

He bent his lower lip and asked softly, "Does Your Highness want to return to Beijing?"

Shen Mian raised her eyes, but said with a sudden smile: "Master Gu's words are interesting, I don't think there's anything important about it, without Father's call, how can I go back by myself?"

Gu Yanzhi said: "Your Highness, I don't know what to think. Yesterday morning, the emperor suddenly vomited blood and fell into a coma. He is still unconscious. It seems time is running out. It's time to make plans."

Shen Mian suppressed her smile, and said in a deep voice, "Master Gu's words are already disrespectful, I just pretend I never heard it, don't mention it again."

He turned around and walked to the gazebo, watching the pattering raindrops shattered on the bluestone slab, and remained silent.

Gu Yanzhi walked up to him and said, "It's human nature for Your Highness to be sad, but right now you should worry about your own safety. If Prince Jing wants to take the throne in a legitimate way, His Highness will be the first person to be dealt with. Now His Highness is not in the capital, as long as you Disappear without a sound, and no one can stop him."

Shen Mian said: "According to Mr. Gu, it seems that he wants to help Gu? Why, why?"

Gu Yanzhi chuckled lightly, and said: "Your Highness, Your Highness does not need to guard against Gu, Gu will never be against His Highness."

Shen Mian said: "I heard that Mr. Gu is the only direct bloodline of the Gu family. His status is more valuable than that of Tian Huang's nobles. Why do you want to get into this muddy water? Could it be that Mr. Gu wants to be a dragon? What if In this way, it is really unwise to choose Gu, a fake prince who has no power and power."

Gu Yanzhi nodded, "That's true. Looking into it carefully, the rules and regulations of the Gu family may be more complicated than the rules in the palace. Among them, the most important one is that the descendants of the clan should never participate in the battle for the crown prince."

"That……"

"How can the rules established a hundred years ago win the hearts of the people? Maybe that day, I shouldn't have gone to the Danqing Banquet, so I don't have to..."

Shen Mian raised her eyebrows, "No need?"

Gu Yanzhi avoided answering, but said: "Your Highness really doesn't need to be suspicious. If Gu wanted to harm His Highness, why did he come to Lushan in person? The assassins sent by Prince Jing are lying in ambush at the foot of the mountain. It is expected that His Highness will not come down the mountain alive."

Shen Mian smiled and said, "That's right, but Gu now doubts again, with a frail scholar like Master Gu, can he really lead Gu to escape from those assassins?"

Gu Yanzhi said: "Gu has learned some boxing skills, and it's easy to deal with some young people. Besides, although the Gu family is not as good as the royal family, they still have some hidden guards."

Shen Mian nodded, "When are you leaving?"

"It's better to be tonight, so as not to have long nights and dreams."

Shen Mian was about to respond, but suddenly remembered that strange monk, he said: "I just want to stay one more night."

A threat suddenly rose in Gu Yanzhi's heart, and he asked, "Is Your Highness still thinking about Lushan?"

Shen Mian said: "There are still some things that need to be explained, and I will return to the capital with Mr. Gu tomorrow morning." After saying that, he took off the black fox fur cloak outside, stuffed it into Gu Yanzhi's arms, and said: "I will trouble Mr. Gu. "

The man took the cloak and held it in the palm of his hand, the body temperature of the boy still remained.

into the night.

Fugui packed his bags early and went to bed first.

The rain condensed into ice and fell on the eaves, clanging, and a pot of hot tea on the stove had already boiled.

Shen Mian sat alone in front of the window for a long time, raised his hand to pour himself a cup of hot tea, but finally couldn't resist the cold wind, couldn't help coughing a few times, his throat hurt, and his hand accidentally dropped With force, the hot tea that was just filled in the white porcelain cups poured out.

He sighed softly and wanted to pour another cup, but his fingers were so cold that it was difficult.

Suddenly a clean and slender hand appeared in sight, quickly poured a cup of tea, and stuffed the warm cup into his hand.The cold hand that had almost lost consciousness suddenly felt warm, Shen Mian was slightly startled, then suddenly raised her eyes, just in time to bump into the black eyes that the monk had no time to avoid.

He subconsciously frowned, then frowned again, and snorted: "Everyone says that the Buddha is merciful, why is the master so cold-hearted?"

Wuchen said: "The benefactor..."

Shen Mian said: "Master knows Gu's name."

Wuchen paused for a moment, but still said: "The benefactor is looking for the poor monk, why?"

Shen Mian said: "Gu went to the maple forest and waited for you for a few days."

Wuchen remained silent.

Shen Mian said again: "It's been raining for the past few days, the mountain road is slippery and it's hard to walk, Gu fell a few times, and almost fell into the mud, master knew Gu was a brother, he was weak, so he suffered a lot , and caught a cold because of it.”

Wuchen closed his eyes, but still did not speak.

Even if he didn't look at it, the slender young man who called him in the maple forest still couldn't stop appearing in his mind.

Shen Mian said: "I said these things not to make Master feel guilty or guilty, I just want to know, does Master know all these things?"

Wuchen finally opened his eyes and said, "The poor monk knows."

Shen Mian stared at him steadfastly, suddenly burst into a smile, her tone became frivolous, and said with a smile: "So the master knows, so the master has been around Gu for the past few days, but he just doesn't want to see each other. Ken shows up, but pays attention to Gu all the time?"

Wuchen was startled, as if realizing something, turned around and wanted to leave.

Shen Mian immediately grabbed his sleeve, and shouted like a fool: "You dare to go! If the master leaves now, he will go out to soak in the rain when he is isolated. Gu knows that you are reluctant, otherwise you will not appear in front of Gu. You You pretend to be hard-hearted, but your heart is actually very soft!"

Wuchen's footsteps paused slightly, although he didn't turn around, he didn't leave after all.

He is not soft-hearted, but this young man who surprises everyone makes him soft-hearted.

Seeing that he finally compromised, Shen Mian curled her lips and asked, "Master, do you know that Gu will return to Beijing tomorrow?"

"know."

Shen Mian pulled him to the window, pointed to the plum tree in the yard, and said, "Did you see that wintersweet tree? Under that tree, two altars of 'Muxue' were buried alone. You can dig them after the first snow. It has been unsealed, and I don’t have such a good taste, so I will leave it to the master to taste.”

Wuchen said: "The benefactor has been looking for the poor monk for the past few days, is this just for this?"

Shen Mian nodded, and said: "Instead of being ruined by others, of course it's better to leave it in the hands of people who really cherish wine. After all, it's brewed alone and hard, and it's also a kind heart."

"How should the poor monk repay such a precious gift?"

Shen Mian thought for a while, and said with a smile: "It's also simple, Gu doesn't need to return the gift, the master should change his name to Gu, and monks call everyone a benefactor, but Gu doesn't want to use the same title as others."

Wu Chen paused, and said, "That's all?"

Shen Mian nodded, "That's all."

Wuchen looked down at him. He thought that this young man was trying so hard to get something from himself. He never expected it to be such a simple and unexpected request.

Shen Mian smiled and said, "Since I agreed, why don't you call 'Cheng Xin' now?"

Wu Chen was slightly stunned for a while, then said with some embarrassment: "The benefactor..."

Shen Mian let out a dissatisfied "Huh?"

The monk's dark eyes, which were neither sad nor happy, seemed to be a little helpless, and under the urgent gaze of the young man, he finally said softly:

"Chengxin."

As soon as the words fell, the delicate and fair face in front of her eyes was stained with a trace of pure joy.The autumn rain outside the house, the night is dark, the candles in the house are flickering slightly, the young man under the unclear light and shadow is so beautiful, there is probably no more beautiful and shocking existence in the world than what is in front of you, and The boy who turned into a hibiscus flower in his dream gradually reunited.

Could it be that it was really doomed in the dark.

"That's right, but it doesn't seem fair that only the master is named Gu." Shen Mian thought for a while and asked, "Does the master have a common name?"

Wuchen said: "Forgot."

She has been hidden from the world for too long, and has long forgotten the name and taboo before becoming a monk.What's more, the name taboo is meaningless to him.

Shen Mian couldn't help laughing, and said: "Then choose a name that only one person can call."

Wuchen said: "Happy with the benefactor."

"Master forgot again?"

Wu Chen was silent, but in the end he changed his mind and said according to his wish: "Chengxin decides on his own, the poor monk doesn't care about names."

Shen Mian took a sip of hot tea, his body finally warmed up, and now his mind was functioning normally again, he pursed his lips and said: "A few days ago, Gu searched for Master in the maple forest, but in order to let Master remember Gu firmly, I Tell Feng to find it."

Feng Xun.

Wuchen didn't care what the name was, but there was a strange pain in his chest.

The young man wants to be firmly remembered, is it because this bright and transparent young man already expected that his lifespan would be near the end of his life.

The author has something to say: orz (no flag anymore)

I saw someone posting demining and brushing negatively in the article. In the end of the world, Gong was drugged and had a son with the original body. He said it was cheating. If everyone doesn’t like it, I can change it when I go back and revise the article. I didn’t think about it when I wrote it. So many, in the impression that many time travel texts have babies hhhh