As soon as 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 missed...
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? Not able to serve others?
Oh, Your Highness, it’s true, it’s not a matter of mutual consent, how can 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 experience the wonderful feeling of brute force for a while.
Liu Xun thought about it and looked around.
His Royal Highness is not in the courtyard.
Liu Xun quickly stepped forward and knelt down next to Qian Hu: "Brother, what mistake did you make to be punished by His Highness to kneel down?"
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 so busy that he kept the 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 a dark face and his hands behind his back.
"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 we just squat down and kneel down to bow?
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 and grinned in pain, looking at Li Shao in shock.
Beside him, Qian Hu could not help but shrink his neck.
He was kicked twice not long ago. His highness's fist and kick skills are average, but he is really powerful in kicking people.
One of his martial arts bodyguards has a bone aches, and a scholar like Liu Xun might have his flesh 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, he actually looked like he wanted to take it out on him.
Li Shao scolded 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 take himself out.
As for Xu Jian and 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 in the temple and made a joke. Is there anything inappropriate in what I said?"
Li Shao was stunned for a moment: "You didn't let them kidnap anyone?"
"Binding 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 about people robbing each other?"
Li Shao looked at Qian Hu.
Qian Hu recalled it.
Mr. Liu indeed did not say it. He and Geng Baoyuan were the ones who presumed to guess His Highness’s thoughts...
He didn't make any false accusations, he said it honestly.
When Li Shao heard this, he looked at Liu Xun again.
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 unlucky. 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 a little, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He climbed forward two steps 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 will not apologize for the kick he just gave Liu Xun.
Agreeing to Liu Xun's suggestion is 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 didn't make long stories. He told Liu Xun one by one what the two had discussed 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 thoughts, but they just messed up the matter!
Qian Hu didn't have the courage, leaving Geng Baoyuan without a helper, and what's more terrible was Geng Baoyuan.
He looks so tall and powerful, but why is his attack so unreliable?
That stature was lost in vain!
Liu Xun made a lot of slander.
The carriage stopped outside the temple, and the two discussed it for a few words before going 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 donor."
"Where are the others?" Qian Hu asked hurriedly.
"I lit the incense and left." The monk Zhike replied again.
Qian Hu was anxious and asked some more questions, but couldn't get anything out of him, so 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. She was quite attached to her. She said that if there was a chance, she would like to discuss Buddhist rituals with Miss Jin again."
The monk Zhike recited "Amitabha".
Previously, the man only asked about the mustache, but Zhike Monk could understand that "the mustache is missing, and an acquaintance comes to look 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 because they are staggered one behind the other, he can't see that the two of them are 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: Affection comes from the heart.
The donor had handsome features, but his eyes lost their calmness and became more eager.
"Donor," said the monk who knew the guest, "we will meet each other if we are destined."
Liu Xun smiled dryly.
This answer is very consistent with his impression of a monk who is stupid when chanting sutras.
But it's not what he wants.
Liu Xun didn't care anymore, and asked bravely: "Did Miss Jin come here on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year?"
