Qing Xiao walked freely in the First Prince's Mansion, but Xie Xuanyang was the opposite.
Xie Xuanyang is cold, but his aura is also gentle and gentle, and his appearance is a little immature, no matter who sees it, no one can see its greatness. I just feel that although this young man is different from his peers, he wants to be like this. At my age, I'm afraid I don't have the ability to participate in the university.
Gong Yunrui is also going to use him as the symbol of the Third Prince's Mansion sent by Gong Lingze, and he only intends to let him follow the fire in the Lanlin Palace.
As soon as Xie Xuanyang stepped into the Fifth Prince's Mansion, he was settled in the outer hall and sat alone for most of the day drinking tea.
Xie Xuanyang was not in a hurry to be left out by Gong Yunrui. He came in the name of assisting in the investigation of the fire, but in reality he was the helper Gong Lingze gave to Gong Yunrui to win the heirloom. It was not his loss that Gong Yunrui did not take him seriously.
"This little Taoist was sent by the third prince?" After some time, an elegant person walked in. He squinted at Xie Xuanyang and said with a smile, "I don't know, how old are you this year?"
Xie Xuanyang compared his age with Qing Xiao in his heart, and replied, "Not much."
Of course, the visitor didn't know that Xie Xuanyang's "not big" was compared with a thousand-year-old person, and he only regarded him as a mortal's years as a comparison. I thought that this person was really a symbol sent by Gong Lingze. I don't know what the third prince was thinking, but he chose a young man with such a face to come over, and those who didn't know it thought it was a servant for His Royal Highness Gong Yunrui.
"I heard that the little Daoist can do fortune-telling." He sat beside Xie Xuanyang, leaned sideways on the arm of the chair, and extended his palm to Xie Xuanyang, "Why don't you take a look at the luck of the peach blossoms?"
Xie Xuanyang glanced at it and said, "Don't worry before the luck of Xiongtai arrives."
"Why didn't you arrive?" The man looked shocked, and his tone was frivolous, "Today, Yaoyao's peach blossoms are blooming, and I think I will meet the destined person. Little Daoist, you hear that, this hall is full of fresh air. ?"
He sniffed at Xie Xuanyang's place and sighed. He reached out to hold Xie Xuanyang's wrist again, pulled Xie Xuanyang's hand on his lap onto the coffee table, and put his hand into his hand, saying, "Little Daoist, take a good look."
As he said that, he also used his fingertips to lightly tick Xie Xuanyang's palm.
In the face of the apparent molestation, Xie Xuanyang did not change his face, clasped his hand and turned it over to look at his palm. After a while, Xie Xuanyang said, "The fate of Xiongtai has not yet arrived, and the destined person is not here."
"Oh?" The man raised his eyebrows lightly, propped up the coffee table between him and Xie Xuanyang with one hand, leaned forward, got close to Xie Xuanyang and breathed in his ear, the other finger tipped from Xie Xuanyang's palm to his wrist , rubbed it a few times and drew it back to the palm.
He said, "I'm looking at a beautiful woman with peerless elegance, who is missing me, right in front of me. Little Daoist, you said..."
"Wen Ye, don't be rude!" One shouted sharply.
Gong Yunrui then stepped over the threshold and walked in, followed by a group of people behind him. Those people are all rich and elegant, either dressed in Li clothes or in white moonlight, standing with a fan in one hand or a hand behind, like a school of literati.
Xie Xuanyang turned his face and saw that among these people there were a few people with good manners. They were all white and looked up, as if no one could enter their eyes.
Fusion period monk? Xie Xuanyang could see the identities of those people with just a glance. The monks in the fusion period are nothing in the world of immortal cultivation, but they are only in the initial stage, and they have just started the road of cultivation, but such a cultivation base can be walked sideways in the mortal world where there are few monks.
There are so many monks in the fusion period around Gong Yunrui, no wonder he doesn't care what Gong Lingze's intentions are.
Xie Xuanyang came to Gong Yunrui as a person from the mansion of the third prince, representing Gong Lingze. Gong Yunrui left him in the outer hall and ignored him, which meant that Gong Lingze was left out, and he didn't care whether Gong Lingze wanted to help him ascend to the throne.
Xie Xuanyang was still wondering why Gong Yunrui did this, but now he can figure it out when he sees these people.
He didn't get up when he saw the arrival of the third prince, sat down and nodded to Gong Yunrui, and said, "His Royal Highness, fifth prince, good day."
"Thank you, Daoist Master." Gong Yunrui also nodded in response, "Just now Wen Ye is disrespectful, please don't worry too much." He raised his eyebrows and put his hand in Xie Xuanyang's hand, Wen Ye, who had not taken it back.
Seeing this, Wen Ye hurriedly sat down and retracted his hand. He suppressed the frivolous expression on his face, and shouted "His Royal Highness" with a dry smile.
"It's not too late to apologize to Dao Master Xie." Gong Yunrui said.
Wen Ye said yes again and again, cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry to be rude, the little Daoist looks really good, and I like beautiful women, I can't help it when I see it..."
"Wen Ye!" The man beside Gong Yunrui shouted lowly. Wen Ye had no choice but to raise his hand in a surrender gesture, swiping his finger in the air before his lips, signaling himself to shut up and stop talking.
"It's nothing, it's just a joke." Xie Xuanyang waved his hand and said, "Your Highness is going to investigate the matter of Lanlin Palace?"
"Exactly." Gong Yunrui said, "To be honest with the Daoist, I have been discussing with all the talented people for a long time, and I have sent people to thoroughly investigate the Lanlin Palace but have not been able to find any clues."
He paced to bring the upper seat down, and the doormen behind him also took their seats. Gong Yunrui took a cup of tea from the waiter's tray and took a sip.
He sighed, "That man is too cunning."
Xie Xuanyang said, "So your Highness has a goal?"
Gong Yunrui said, "Yes. Why not? I knew who it was last night."
He wanted to drink a sip of tea again, but found that he couldn't drink the tea when it came to his mouth. He only felt sullen in his heart, and the good Huading Yunwu tea had no taste. He frowned and discarded the teacup in his hand, letting the tea splash on the table.
He said, "Who else is there besides Gong Hongyi?"
Xie Xuanyang asked doubtfully, "Why does Your Highness keep holding on to His Highness the First Prince?"
Gong Yunrui said, "Why am I holding on to him? It's him who won't let go."
Xie Xuanyang said, "Oh?"
Gong Yunrui sneered and said, "I just killed a bunch of rebels. The guy ran back from the border after seeing that he was familiar with him. He wanted to fight with me. Wang Yuan's family has been a general for generations, and he has Xiliang in the palm of his hand. Two-thirds of the military power is infringed by the court. The Xiliang court has become the hallmark of his royal family! Military generals are in power, and civil officials are not in the top, so what kind of country is there to govern? What is the world in peace? , what can he do with his head full of beatings?"
Gong Yunrui hated in his heart when he thought about Gong Hongyi's righteous and awe-inspiring look. He slapped the table fiercely and said, "As long as he is for the country and the people, what I am doing is my own selfish desires? Does he know that the Wang family has a rebellion? Does he know that if the Wang family is not dead, this court is considered a father and emperor. No reason to speak? Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!"
He said the word "foolish" three times in a row in anger, unable to vent his anger. He hated that this damn Gong Hongyi couldn't see current affairs clearly.
"Your Highness, don't be angry." The disciples advised, "If you get angry, won't you let that fool take advantage of it in vain?"
Gong Yunrui pressed his hand to signal everyone to calm down. He closed his eyes and gasped violently, stabilized his expression, opened his eyes and said, "Xie Daochang, tell me, can I be wrong? Is it wrong for me to sacrifice the minority for the public?"
Xie Xuanyang couldn't tell. He has cultivated swords since he was a child, and if you ask him about the way of swordsmanship, he can answer. But if he were the king's way, he wouldn't know anything about it. He had to shake his head to Gong Yunrui.
"I think you don't know the Taoist priest either." Gong Yunrui was not disappointed when he saw this. He was also taught by his mother and concubine from a young age what a king is, how to live in peace in the world, and it was only after reading the book on governing the country that he was able to understand it deeply.
He sighed and reached out to the coffee table beside him, wanting to pick up the teacup and drink water to moisten his throat, but he forgot that he had just splashed the tea and touched a hand of water. Gong Yunrui raised his brows and let out a tut in dissatisfaction. Upon seeing this, the waiter quickly brought a handkerchief to wipe his hands.
Gong Yunrui wiped his hands very carefully, wiping every finger one by one, wishing to dry every corner of his hands, even the crevices of his nails. Bian Zha did not forget to say to Xie Xuanyang, "Don't mention those. I'll go to the Lanlin Palace in person to investigate again later. Do you want to go with me?"
Xie Xuanyang said, "Naturally."
After receiving a response, Gong Yunrui continued, "Master Taoist, you know that this Lanlin Palace was my mother-in-law's living quarters, but my mother-in-law doesn't like Taoist priests."
He glanced at Xie Xuanyang's plain-colored Tianxianzong disciple's robe with a corner of his eye, and paused at the yin and yang fish pattern on Xie Xuanyang's belt, and said, "In order not to disturb the mother-in-law under Huangquan, I have to ask you, Chief Daoist. Change your clothes." After saying that, he led Xie Xuanyang to the room where the clothes were prepared.
Xie Xuanyang followed the waiter a few steps out, and Gong Yunrui suddenly stopped him again and said, "Oh, by the way, remember to remove the sword of the Taoist priest. Entering the palace with a sword is disrespectful."
Hearing that he was about to unload his sword, Xie Xuanyang didn't hesitate, nodded to signal that he knew, and stepped out of the hall with the waiter.
Gong Yunrui watched Xie Xuanyang's back disappear, leisurely wiped the last small water stain on his hand, and threw the handkerchief away. He looked up at Wen Ye, "Beauty?"
When Wen Ye came, there was nothing in his hands and waist, but at this time, he had an extra fan in his hand, as if he came out of nowhere. His wrists trembled slightly, and with a "pop", he opened his fan, and shook it gently with his backhand in front of him.
The smile on Wen Ye's face seemed to have a deep meaning, "Yeah, beauty. She is such a beautiful lady, she looks like a goddess. It's a pity, this god is a fake god."
"Fake?" Gong Yunrui curled his lips, "How fake?"
"The pulse is steady and powerful." Wen Ye said, "Strong but without aura, how fake do you think he is?"
"Hey." Gong Yunrui sighed with a long laugh, and said, "I think it's really a pity that the immortals in the house can have multiple companions."