Wen Chan and Liang Yanbei looked at the same time, and saw that the person who came was Xie Zhaoxue.
He was dressed in dark clothes, with a calm smile on his face, and walked slowly, "Your Highness, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing recently?"
Wen Chan smiled and nodded, "Everything is fine, and the injuries I suffered a few days ago are all healed, thank you for remembering."
He said, "Unfortunately, we have never been able to find out who the assassin came from..."
Hearing this, Wen Chan gave Liang Yanbei a surprised look. He clearly told Liang Yanbei the murderer behind the scenes, but Liang Yanbei did not tell Xie Zhaoxue.
Does Liang Yanbei not trust him
Receiving his gaze, Liang Yanbei was afraid that he would think too much, so he hurriedly said, "This place is not suitable for small talk, let's hurry into the temple."
Wen Chan glanced at him sideways.
Xie Zhaoxue didn't notice anything wrong, nodded and said, "What you said is very true."
The three walked side by side and entered Yanxiang Temple together.
Yanxiang Temple has a history of several decades. It has gradually become a large temple in the capital from a small temple with a radius of hundreds of miles and is famous far and wide.
Entering from the gate, you have to pass through three gates, one is the gate, the sill is two feet high, and after stepping in, there is a long arched corridor. Go forward and pass through two arches, and the sight suddenly opens up.
The emperor once appropriated funds to repair this temple. Its interior is simple and elegant. There is a small flowing water in the compound, and there is a stone carving in the water, which is a big "Zen" character.
The three of them set their eyes on the word "Zen" at the same time, and Xie Zhaoxue spoke first, "This character is really beautifully carved."
Liang Yanbei narrowed his eyes slightly, and said casually, "Well...it's really pretty."
"It's just a stone sculpture." Wen Chan didn't care.
The three stopped for a while, then continued to walk in. A young man came out halfway and shouted to Xie Zhaoxue, "Where did you go? I've been looking for you for a long time, I'm exhausted!"
Wen Chan stretched out his head to take a look, and found that the boy in front of him had eyes that were not eyes, and a nose that was not a nose. He was quite ugly, and silently withdrew his head.
I didn't want to talk to Wen Chan at first, but when the young man saw Wen Chan, his angry expression suddenly calmed down, and he walked around Xie Zhaoxue and walked in front of Wen Chan, "It's His Highness Ninth Prince, why are you here, have you recovered from your injury?" ?”
Wen Chan took another careful look at him, but couldn't find any familiarity, so he asked tentatively, "Little Overlord?"
The boy frowned and asked in confusion, "What little overlord?"
Liang Yanbei also looked dazed when he saw Wen Chan, and suddenly leaned over and whispered in his ear, "It's Zhong Wenjin."
"It's really you?" Wen Chan was slightly taken aback, "It's been half a month since I've seen you, and you're actually a bit ugly again."
These words seemed to poke Zhong Wenjin's pain, "This can be called ugly! This is masculinity!"
He twisted his two thick eyebrows, and said solemnly, "Since I took on this skin, I have realized the truth of the world. All skins are fake things, and only things that radiate from the inside out are very attractive." force… "
Wen Chan was really shocked now, his eyes widened, "Are you crazy?"
"Your Highness Nine, it's not for a gentleman to hurt others." Zhong Wenjin said seriously.
Gentleman? Wen Chan felt that he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, and he could hear this sentence from Zhong Wenjin in his lifetime.
However, both Xie Zhaoxue and Liang Yanbei looked normal, as if they were not surprised by Zhong Wenjin's change at all. It's only been half a month, what happened
Wen Chan is somewhat skeptical about life.
He looked at Liang Yanbei for help, his eyes full of doubts.
Liang Yanbei chuckled, and said to Zhong Wenjin, "Okay, stop pretending, did you scare His Highness without seeing you?"
As soon as the words fell, Zhong Wenjin laughed out loud, his voice, which had been deliberately modified by medicine, was a little hoarse, "Your Highness Ninth Prince, your expression is too funny..."
"Are you pretending?" Wen Chan was puzzled, then laughed angrily, "How dare you lie to me?"
Zhong Wenjin wiped away his tears with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be so easy to deceive, I only said a few words, and you looked incredible, haha."
"This is also a helpless move." Xie Zhaoxue explained from the side, "In order to prevent others from seeing the clue, I had to let him pretend for a while."
Wen Chanxin said, yes, Zhong Wenjin's personality is too prominent and has a high degree of recognition. In fact, no one is domineering in the capital except him. After all, big families, especially court officials' families, pay great attention to family education, so as not to Fall into disrepute.
"But having said that, could it be that I am a bully in His Highness's heart? It makes me sad." Zhong Wenjin sighed pretending to be sad.
This expression on the ugly facial features made people look even more unbearable, Wen Chan waved his hand, "Turn your face away and talk to me."
Liang Yanbei laughed loudly, and continued, "It's just being merciful when you say you're a bully. I remember you had to cut off His Highness's hands in the street before?"
Zhong Wenjin choked, thinking to himself that you really can't open which pot and which pot you can't lift.
The three of them looked at him at the same time, as if waiting for him to say something, especially Wen Chan, with a funny look on his face.
Thinking of Zhong Wenjin at that time, he was still a little bastard covered in thorns. He never thought that half a year later, after a trip to May Island, he is now slowly getting better.
However, Zhong Wenjin only felt that his life became more and more difficult after he became a good student. When he accidentally found out his old accounts, he laughed and said, "At that time, I was just saying angry words and bluffing. How dare I take it seriously? Killing people in the street, besides, Xie Zhaoxue was there at the time."
After hearing this, Xie Zhaoxue bent her lips and smiled.
Wen Chan laughed enough, and said, "Okay, let's get down to business first."
After briefly ending the banter between the few people, Wen Chan entered the inner temple and separated from the three of them, and walked in with the piano, chess, calligraphy and paintings alone.
The emperor's heir and the officials are to be separated. The emperor leads the emperor's heir and the prince's clan in front, and the courtiers and officials are behind, standing according to rank.
None of the current Holy Majesty's brothers remained during the battle for the throne, but there were a few adopted relatives, plus more than a dozen princesses and princes, large and small, it was not a small team.
After passing through the front hall, the middle courtyard, the inner temple, and the back hall of Yanxiang Temple, you will find the place where the altar is built. The site is very spacious, and there are three steps in the middle. On the steps is a huge altar.
"Brother Nine Emperors!" Wen Zhang is the closest to Wen Chan on weekdays. When he saw him coming, he hurried over, "Are you feeling better? I heard that you were injured a few days ago. I thought..."
Wen Chan patted his head, "It's all right."
Wen Zhang's eyes were still a little teary, and he said with force, "It's fine as long as it's okay, Brother Emperor, you must strictly guard."
"Don't worry, I will." Wen Chan said with a smile.
To be honest, before ascending the throne, Wen Chan's feelings for Wen Zhang were much deeper than his feelings for his brother, a compatriot. .
Wen Zhang was almost the one he watched growing up, and he was also the only younger brother in the palace who really cared about him.
It's a pity that this younger brother died tragically at the hands of the enemy in his previous life.
Just thinking about it, suddenly a person came from the side, he stood still in front of Wen Chan, but did not speak.
Wen Chan looked suspiciously, and was surprised to find that the person who came was Prince Wen Yue.
"Brother Huang, what's the matter?" Wen Chan asked first.
After hearing this, Wen Yue's eyes flickered, and she asked, "You... Are your injuries healed?"
Wen Chan once again had the illusion of encountering ghosts in the daytime, he was stunned for a moment, and replied, "It's all over, thank you, Brother Huang, for your concern."
"It's okay..." Wen Yue replied stiffly, and then seemed to want to say something, but paused, turned and left.
His performance made Wen Chan feel a little inexplicable. He watched Wen Yue's leaving back for a while, and then pulled Wen Zhang to the side.
On the other side, Wen Yue walked a few steps and returned to the original position. His younger brother Wen Xiang looked at it and asked, "Brother Huang, what did you say to Lao Jiu just now?"
Wen Yue lowered her head and murmured, "He just called me Brother Huang... He never called me Brother Huang, he only called me Prince."
Wen Xiang was also surprised, "Really? Could it be that Lao Jiu was seriously injured once, and after walking through the gate of hell, he felt that we brothers are very precious?"
"It's hard to say..." Wen Yue was a little lost, thoughtful.
In less than a cup of tea, the emperor came, and Wen Chan followed many people to salute.
At any rate, the tail of the dawn was touched, the emperor was dressed in black formal clothes, and led all the officials, civil and military, to complete the sacrificial ceremony under Lang Lang's sacrificial speech.
By the end of the sacrifice, it was almost noon.
In Yanxiang Temple, everyone could chat, laugh and greet each other, but after stepping down the stone steps, they all rushed back to their homes in carriages with empty stomachs.
But the emperor stayed and lived in Yanxiang Temple for a day and a night.
Wen Chan followed the crowd, and on the way, he met three people from Liang Yanbei who were waiting for him.
"Your Highness Ninth Prince, do you want to go back to the palace?" Zhong Wenjin asked impatiently.
He was so hungry that he was dizzy and almost couldn't stand up.
Liang Yanbei raised his hand and pushed him back, and stepped forward to stand in front of Wen Chan, "Your Highness, let's eat lunch outside the palace today, how about it?"
This is a good suggestion, Wen Chan thought to himself, and asked, "Where to eat? If it doesn't taste good, I will go back to the palace."
"Naturally, we should choose what His Highness likes to eat." Liang Yanbei smiled with a little indulgence, "Heyuelou?"
"This is fine." Wen Chan immediately agreed.
Zhong Wenjin, who was so hungry that he was about to die, subconsciously rejected the name when he heard the name, but his stomach felt sour, and he didn't allow him to refuse, so he urged, "Hurry up, what are you doing in a daze, don't eat anymore?" I'm really going to be carried away by you."
Xie Zhaoxue said, "I remember you ate a lot in the morning, why are you so hungry?"
"I just thought about a lot of things." Zhong Wenjin said deeply, "When I think about it, I get hungry faster than usual."
"Then let's go quickly, so as not to starve him out." Wen Chan couldn't laugh or cry.
After finalizing the destination, several people planned to leave.
After going down the stone steps, he was stopped by a carriage. The carriage was elegant and bright yellow, with a palm-sized "Huang" engraved on the body.
Several people stopped at the same time, and then saw the curtain of the car opened, and Wen Yue's face poked out from inside, first glanced at several people, and then his eyes stopped on Wen Chan's face.
"Old Jiu, I have something to tell you."