Xia Chu and Xiao Mubai looked at each other. It seemed that General Zhao had to take some time to visit before leaving the capital.
At this time, Mo Xiang's voice came from outside the door: "Master, Miss Huo is here and wants to ask if you have finished discussing it. It's getting late. If you still want to talk for a while, she will go to Su Yuan to sit down. If you say When it was over, she said goodbye to General Xiao Zhao."
Zhao Xingwen stood up and was about to say something when Xia Chu stabbed him with two needles with quick eyes and hands. For a moment, he remained standing and could not move. He could only look at Xia Chu with a pair of confused eyes.
However, Xia Chu calmly ordered at the door: "Tell Miss Huo that my cousin has something to do and has already gone back first. Ask Qian'an to drive Miss Huo back home."
Mo Xiang responded and stepped back. The sound of her narrating voice echoed in the courtyard, followed by the conversation between Su Qianle and Huo Wenshu not long after.
"Since Xingwen left first, I won't go sit in Su Yuan. Qianle, you should go back and rest early." Huo Wenshu said goodbye to Su Qianle.
"Then just follow the young master's words and ask your brother to drive you back home." Su Qianle didn't force him to stay and glanced at Su Qian'an.
Su Qian'an had already stepped forward and immediately made a gesture of invitation to Huo Wenshu.
Huo Wenshu said "Hmm", and as the footsteps gradually faded away, Huo Wenshu asked Su Qian'an faintly from outside the house: "When did Xingwen leave? Look at me..."
Maybe it was because I was out of the yard that I couldn't hear the words clearly.
Zhao Xingwen could not move or speak. He could only roll his eyes desperately to express his dissatisfaction and questioning.
When Xia Chu saw Huo Wenshu walking far away, he smiled and pulled out the needle stuck in his mute point.
As soon as the needle was pulled out, Zhao Xingwen shouted angrily in the room: "Xia! Chu!"
Xia Chu put her little finger into her ear and turned it: "My ears are working well. If you are howling, I will give you another injection."
Zhao Xingwen quickly lowered his voice: "What on earth are you going to do?"
"It's nothing. I just saw that you have been staying in Beijing for a long time, and it's been a long time since I've practiced. I'm going to help you tonight."
"I won't fight the raven." Zhao Xingwen's mind instantly flashed a picture of Bian Ding and Han Sa joining forces and being beaten up by the raven.
His martial arts skills are not as good as the two of them. In addition, in the army, Zhao Xingwu once competed with Raven once. Zhao Xingwu used all his strength. Raven's injury was not healed at that time. He only used one push and one finger to beat Zhao Xingwu. He vomited blood. He was not a fool. If he hadn't been unable to move, his feet would have already crossed the threshold at this time.
"Don't worry, I won't let you fight him. With your martial arts skills..." Xia Chu clicked his tongue, shook his head and continued: "It's useless to give advice."
Zhao Xingwen's face was filled with embarrassment, he wanted to get angry but he didn't have the qualifications to do so.
After all, he is a general. Although he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, he mainly focuses on marching and fighting and practicing formations on the battlefield.
He is not a reckless person, so he is naturally inferior to the secret guards and attendants who have been studying martial arts since childhood.
So, he murmured for a long time, and finally asked angrily: "Then what are you going to do?"
Xia Chu glanced at Xiao Mubai, as if asking, are you coming or am I coming
Xiao Mubai took two steps forward, whispered in Xia Chu's ear and asked him, "Is there any burning incense, one by one?"
"There are too many." Xia Chu replied and began to rummage in the cabinet.
When Zhao Xingwen saw this, Xu Wenlan's gloating face appeared in his mind, as if he was saying 'You're done', and he immediately reacted: "Hey, didn't I just ask His Highness King Mo why he didn't drink? You can't hold it back. What's the harm?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Chu took out a handful of incense from the cabinet.
Zhao Xingwen didn't know what the use of that incense was, but his expression changed: "What are you doing with that thing? What's the use of it?"
Xia Chu held the incense, put it in front of his nose and let him smell it, and then said comfortingly: "Don't worry, it's just a sleeping incense."
Zhao Xingwen felt at ease when he saw Xiao Mubai whispering a few words to Xia Chu. Xia Chu looked shocked and gave Xiao Mubai a thumbs up, then left the house and walked in the courtyard. He put in a row of sleeping incense and burned it, then handed the remaining incense to Raven, and told him: "If my cousin breaks one, just replace it, and wait until the incense burns out." Let him return home."
Although Raven didn't know exactly what Xia Chu wanted to do, she still nodded as she was told.
Zhao Xingwen originally felt uneasy when he saw the two of them whispering, but now that he only had time to burn a stick of incense, he suddenly exhaled a filthy breath, thinking that it was something serious.
Zhao Xingwen frowned and said stiffly: "If it's because I asked something I shouldn't have asked during dinner, I'd accept it if I was punished by holding a stick of incense."
Xia Chu just came back and glanced at him: "I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding, cousin. He is not standing, but squatting."
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Xia Chu saw the confusion on his face: "It's on that row of incense, squatting on a horse!"
Zhao Xingwen understood this time, glanced at the two of them, and thought to himself, a good man doesn't suffer any immediate disadvantages, it's just a matter of squatting on the horse's step with a stick of incense: "You relieve my acupuncture points, I will just squat."
Xia Chu asked Mo Xiang to get a basin of water again, then turned to him and said: "You still have to hold the basin of water on your head, you can't spill it."
Zhao Xingwen felt that it would only last for one stick of incense, so he gritted his teeth and endured it, and agreed.
Xia Chu then pulled out the silver needle from his body and made a gesture of invitation to him.
Zhao Xingwen walked towards the row of incense sticks and stood up. Mo Xiang had already fetched a basin of water. Xia Chu took it and asked her to step back. He walked to Zhao Xingwen's side and placed it on his head. .
Zhao Xingwen rolled his eyes, lowered his eyelids and glanced at the row of incense burning below: "Just finish burning it, right?"
Xia Chu smiled brilliantly, said yes, and told the raven to keep an eye on it. Then he re-entered the house, closed the door, and discussed Guo Weidong's matter with Xiao Mubai.
During this time, he was busy framing Du Hanfei, but he had forgotten about Xiao Zimu being assassinated by Lingmen in the suburbs of Beijing. Tonight, when he heard Zhao Xingwen mention that someone from the Jianghu assassinated Guo Weidong, he suddenly remembered it and told him in detail Xiao Mubai listened.
Zhao Xingwen, who was squatting on horseback in Yunqi Courtyard, thought it was only a matter of time to burn incense, which was a very light thing.
But I never thought that with a basin of water on my head, the level of difficulty would be doubled.
What's more, there was a row of incense burning under his buttocks, and the smoke from the incense made him blind.
However, that row of incense is all hypnotic incense.
It not only confused his eyes, but also made him sleepy...
(End of chapter)