Yu Xiaoxiao and Zhao Beicheng were sitting on the street eating dumplings and talking. When Xianzong was in the imperial study and asked the officials of the Punishment Department about the arrangements for tomorrow's execution ground, Gu Xinglang and Master Fenglin were sitting in the pavilion in the back garden of the consort's palace.
Master Fenglin flicked his finger on the mouth of the teacup and whispered, "If you feel uncomfortable, take care of it more. Now you Fengtian are just preparing to fight. It doesn't seem to matter if you don't work hard, right?"
Gu Xinglang said, "You know I'm not feeling well?"
"You can tell just by looking at his face," said Master Fenglin, "I was made by Mo Wen, isn't it because I'm not in good health?"
"You," Gu Xinglang looked at Master Fenglin and hesitated.
Master Fenglin said: "I was thinking, before I die, I have to avenge myself. Don't ask if I don't die, then I can't die, or I won't be able to close my eyes."
Gu Xinglang cared about Master Fenglin and said, "There is no antidote for your poison?"
Master Fenglin said, "I asked about it, but I didn't."
"then you… "
"It's nothing," Master Fenglin waved at Gu Xinglang, before letting Gu Xinglang finish his sentence, he whispered, "I have to live without the antidote, right? You are the same, what do you think so much about? Not to mention that if you are drunk today, if you are with the princess for a day, then treat the princess with all your heart."
Gu Xinglang shook the teacup in his hand and looked at Master Fenglin.
"You can't control death, just think about how to live without regrets," Master Fenglin looked at Gu Xinglang and smiled.
Gu Xinglang took a sip of the tea. This tea is a tribute tea in the palace. It tastes slightly bitter, but the tea has a strong aroma. After the tea enters the throat, the fragrance lingers in the mouth. Gu Xinglang looked down at the tea in the cup and thought about it before saying :"Thank you."
"Thanks for my explanation?" Master Fenglin asked.
Gu Xinglang raised his head and said, "I know you are trying to relieve me."
Master Fenglin took out a book from his sleeve, pushed it in front of Gu Xinglang, and said, "Heart-clearing mantra, I gave it to you."
Gu Xinglang said unexpectedly, "Buddhist scriptures?"
"No," Master Fenglin said, "I got it from Mo Wen."
Gu Xinglang opened the book, and after a few glances, he realized that it was an internal training method.
"You can't count on it when you go into battle to kill the enemy," said Master Fenglin, "but it can regulate your internal strength and calm your mind. This is good for you, so let's practice it."
Gu Xinglang's hand tightened while holding the booklet, and the cover of the booklet wrinkled a few folds.
Master Fenglin said: "I have been under the tutelage of Mo Wen for more than ten years. I can't say that I fully understand your condition, but I can still know the general situation. In the future, it will be noisy and you want everyone to be quiet. Time, try using this technique to see."
Gu Xinglang said, "What kind of poison did I get?"
Master Fenglin still smiled and said, "If I knew, I would get the antidote for you, but I can guarantee that you are not a medicine person."
Gu Xinglang's right hand holding the book slammed into the stone table, slanting the chessboard in front of them.
Master Fenglin said: "How can you have such a good life as a medicine man, and you can still marry a wife and live a normal life? Don't scare yourself, you don't like listening to people's voices, you just go to places with many people."
"How do you know that I'm afraid of human voices?" Gu Xinglang asked.
Master Fenglin said without changing his expression: "Those who are poisoned by Mowen are afraid of human voices, and so am I."
Gu Xinglang... , is this guy kidding him? There is only one kind of poison that can't be asked, everyone is the same, right
Master Fenglin pointed to the chessboard in front of him and said, "Since the princess hasn't come back, let's continue. Don't blame me for not reminding you, there are at most five sons, and you will lose."
Gu Xinglang watched Master Fenglin drop a white stone on the chessboard. Gu Sanshao still didn't understand, when did he become so familiar with this Young Master of Yongsheng Temple
"If you don't make a move, you will be considered a loser," Master Fenglin looked at the chess game on the chessboard with a smile on his lips, and said, "I thought everyone who was a general was good at chess, but now it seems that you are good at chess. Not very good at chess."
Gu Xinglang's mind was not on playing chess at all, he threw the black piece in his hand and said, "Just treat me as a loser, I'll go back to the room, Master, you can do it yourself."
"Don't," Master Fenglin said, "the princess hasn't come back, what are you doing in your room?"
Gu Xinglang couldn't help but ask Master Fenglin, "If the princess doesn't come back, I can't go back to my room?"
Master Fenglin still had a smile on his face, looked at Gu Xinglang and said, "What's the point of being alone in an empty room? If I wasn't afraid of your loneliness, what would I do with you talking for so long?"
Gu Xinglang (#‵′) is convex, this guy is really making fun of him!
Master Fenglin pointed at the chessboard and said, "I was wrong just now, you will lose if you have three sons at most."
Gu Xinglang looked at Master Fenglin and said, "What if I don't lose after the third son?"
Master Fenglin said, "If you don't lose, then I'll give you another copy of the inner strength method. If you lose, I don't want anything from you."
Gu Xinglang made a "pop" and dropped a black stone on the chessboard.
Master Fenglin looked at where Gu Xinglang made his move this time. Knowing that Gu Xinglang finally put his mind on chess, he stopped talking to Gu Xinglang and started to play chess seriously.
Yu Xiaoxiao sat on the street with Zhao Beicheng and two little dolls from Zhao's house and finished eating dumplings, and walked all the way back to the inn where Zhao Beicheng temporarily stayed.
Mrs. Zhou, who was sitting in the lobby of the inn and waited for Zhao Beicheng to see her husband coming back, wanted to come out of the inn to welcome Zhao Beicheng, but after seeing that the person standing beside Zhao Beicheng was Yu Xiaoxiao, Mrs. Zhou was stunned to be standing in the door. Dare to move.
Yu Xiaoxiao stood outside the inn and looked at Mrs. Zhou, and said, "Is this the Zhou family girl?"
Mrs. Zhou...
Zhao Beicheng said helplessly: "Zhou Shi, come to see Her Royal Highness."
Mrs. Zhou then walked out of the inn door.
Yu Xiaoxiao didn't ask Mrs. Zhou to salute herself, and said, "No need, your family Zhao Da is fine, you don't need to worry about him."
Zhao Da, Mrs. Zhou looked at Zhao Beicheng, she couldn't accept this title.
Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the clothes that Mrs. Zhou was wearing at the moment, the coarse shirt and the shoes were no longer the original color. Looking up, Yu Xiaoxiao saw Mrs. Zhou's hand, the eldest son of the Zhao family. Madam's hands, the frostbite in the winter has not yet been completely healed, and a pair of hands are red, swollen and cracked.
Zhao Beicheng saw Yu Xiaoxiao staring at Mrs. Zhou's hand, and also at his wife's hand, and then Zhao Beicheng's eyes dimmed.
Yu Xiaoxiao took out her wallet from her pocket, put it in Zhao Beicheng's hand, and said, "This is the money I lent you. If you have money in the future, remember to return it to me."
Zhao Beicheng said as if his hand had been scalded, "Princess, princess?"
"See you later," Yu Xiaoxiao patted the heads of the two little dolls, waved at Zhao Beicheng and his wife, turned around and ran away. After handing over her wallet, she immediately felt the pain in her flesh.
Mrs. Zhou walked to Zhao Beicheng's side and asked in surprise, "What's going on, Xianggong?"
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