When Liu Xun saw Qian Hu's disgraced look, a smile froze on his face.
This is definitely not the way things should be.
It can be said that I failed...
Liu Xun could not think of any possibility of failure.
Could it be that the woman is not in line with His Highness the Crown Prince's wishes?
Not delicate enough? Don’t know how to serve others?
Oh, Your Highness, it’s true, it’s not a matter of mutual consent, so why do you still expect this girl to be so well-behaved?
However, to take a step back, His Highness is so rich and noble that only the people around him please him.
Being held up by others all the time, you may not be able to appreciate the wonderful feeling of brute force for a while.
Liu Xun looked around while thinking.
His Royal Highness is not in the courtyard.
Liu Xun quickly took a step forward and knelt down next to Qian Hu: "Brother, what mistake did you make to be punished by His Highness?"
Qian Hu glared at Liu Xun.
Asking questions knowingly!
It doesn't seem right either.
Just as he himself did not expect His Highness to object or be angry, Mr. Liu probably did not expect it either.
In the final analysis, it was all the fault of Geng Baoyuan.
Qian Hu was busy, kept his story short, and told everything.
Liu Xun was dumbfounded.
Geng Baoyuan stepped on the spot and trampled people to death?
impossible?
Before he could think about it further, Li Shao, who received the message from the chamberlain, walked out of the main hall with his hands behind his back and a dark face.
"Liu Xun." He gritted his teeth.
Liu Xun looked up and saw Li Shao's angry face.
Did he stand up and salute?
Or should you just squat down and kneel down to salute?
At such a moment of hesitation, black soles came towards me. .
Li Shao kicked Liu Xun on the shoulder.
Liu Xun fell to the ground, grinning in pain, and looked at Li Shao in shock.
Beside him, Qian Hu couldn't help but shrink his neck.
He was kicked twice not long ago. His highness's fist and kick skills were average, but he was very powerful in kicking people.
One of his bodyguards who practiced martial arts had a bone aches, and a scholar like Liu Xun was afraid that his flesh would turn blue and purple.
Condescendingly, Li Shao looked at Liu Xun and asked, "What Fa'an Temple do you and the two of them stand for? Are they similar?"
Liu Xun held his shoulders and took several breaths of air-conditioning from the pain.
I didn't expect that His Highness would be so angry!
Why is this different from what father said?
Not only did His Highness not look at him favorably, but he looked like he wanted to take it out on him.
Li Shao cursed again: "You can't think of kidnapping someone! You have a good relationship with Xu Jian, why don't you dig a hole for me for him?"
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and Liu Xun had only one thought in his mind: argue with reason.
Fortunately, my father had the foresight to avoid getting into trouble.
He wants to pick himself out.
As for whether Xu Jian is not Xu Jian, that is not the focus now.
Otherwise, I will completely offend His Highness, and this road will not work in the future...
Ignoring the pain in his shoulders, Liu Xun knelt down and said, "Your Highness, I did say something about Fa'an Temple that day. I almost admitted the wrong person and made a joke in the temple. Is there anything inappropriate about what I said?"
Li Shao was stunned for a moment: "You didn't let them kidnap anyone?"
"Kidnapping people?" Liu Xun waved his hands repeatedly, and his mind quickly recalled Liu Jing's remarks that day, "That's a beheading business, how dare I! Your Highness, ask Guard Qian, did I ever say anything about kidnapping?" What if someone robs someone?"
Li Shao looked at Qian Hu.
Qian Hu recalled it.
Mr. Liu indeed did not say it. It was he and Geng Baoyuan who presumed to guess His Highness's thoughts...
He didn't make false accusations, he said it honestly.
When Li Shao heard this, he looked at Liu Xun a few more times.
Others have made their own decisions. Thinking about it this way, Liu Xun is also an unlucky guy?
Li Shao woke up early in the morning and felt like an unlucky guy. He was still angry. Now that he understood Liu Xun's situation, he couldn't help but feel a little more comfortable.
Liu Xun saw that Li Shao's anger had softened, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He took two steps forward and suggested, "Your Highness, it is still important to find Geng Baoyuan right now. Shall I go to Fa'an Temple with Guard Qian to find out?"
Li Shao glanced at the footprints on Liu Xun's shoulder, tensed his jaw, and snorted lightly.
He would not apologize for kicking Liu Xun just now.
Agreeing to Liu Xun's suggestion was already giving him face.
After watching Li Shao return to the main hall, Liu Xun and Qian Hu got up.
One's shoulders were so painful that he was sweating profusely, and the other's legs were so numb that he couldn't move.
Don't dislike anyone now.
They supported each other for a while and then walked out of the palace together.
It wasn't until he got on the carriage and headed all the way out of the city to Fa'an Temple that Liu Xun slowly took a breath.
Qian Hu also recovered. This time he did not make long stories, and told Liu Xun one by one what the two had discussed before and how he withdrew.
Liu Xun shook his head after hearing this.
These two people did hear what he was saying and guessed His Highness's intentions, but they just messed up the matter!
Qian Hu didn't have the guts, leaving Geng Baoyuan without a helper, and what was even worse was Geng Baoyuan.
He looks so tall, so why is his attack so unreliable?
That stature was lost in vain!
Liu Xun cursed a lot.
The carriage stopped outside the temple, the two discussed a few words and went to inquire with Zhike Monk.
Qian Hu came forward first. He gestured: "On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, will there be a mustache to offer incense? He is so tall and quite strong."
The monk who knew the guest returned the greeting and replied, "There is such a benefactor."
"Where are the others?" Qian Hu asked hurriedly.
"He lit the incense and left." The monk Zhike replied again.
Qian Hu was anxious and asked some more questions, but when he couldn't find anything out, he had to give up and pretend to go into the temple.
After a while, Liu Xun showed up.
Qian Hu asked about Geng Baoyuan, while Liu Xun asked about Jin Shu.
"Has Miss Jin ever come here to offer incense?" He asked, "My mother met her before while offering incense, and we liked her very much. She said that if there is a chance, she would like to discuss Buddhist rituals with Miss Jin again."
The monk Zhike recited "Amitabha".
Earlier, the man only asked about the mustache, but Zhike Monk could understand that "the mustache is missing, and an acquaintance is looking for it."
One person does the work and one person is responsible.
Mustaches do evil things, but they can't be blamed on acquaintances.
But now the scholar asked Miss Jin again, and the monk knew that he had a clear mind.
Don't think that if they were staggered one behind the other, he wouldn't be able to tell that the two of them were in the same group.
Moreover, they all knew that Mustache came to the temple for Miss Jin, and they were obviously aware of Mustache's evil deeds.
Looking at Liu Xun with clear eyes, Zhi Ke Monk secretly thought: Love comes from the heart.
The benefactor had handsome features, but his eyes lost their calmness and became more anxious.
"Donor," said the monk who knew the guest, "we will meet each other if we are destined."
Liu Xun smiled dryly.
This answer was very consistent with his impression of a monk who was stupid when chanting sutras.
But it's not what he wants.
Liu Xun didn't care anymore and asked bravely: "On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, did Miss Jin come here?"
