Zhongzhao silently stood in front of a house.

He turned around slightly, looked at the opposite plaque, and silently turned his head to look at the Minister of Rites.

Chong Zhao looked at the plaque of "Zhaohou Hou's Mansion" on his mansion, and said slowly: "My lord...you really bothered me."

The servant of the Ministry of Rites rushed to Baoguo Gong's thigh, and said with a smile when he heard the words: "Young Lord, don't worry, the gate has been repainted, and the house has been completely refurbished. The best craftsmen in the capital were invited. Little Lord don't have to." Worrying about the remote location, there are many important officials in the capital here, and it is close to the Imperial Palace and the Duke's Mansion, so it is safe and convenient, and more importantly..."

"Look! On the opposite side is the mansion of Master Xu, the chief envoy of the Nine Dragon Guards. With the Nine Dragon Guards patrolling around, the young duke doesn't have to worry about being disturbed by thieves. I heard that the young duke and Mr. Xu are still close friends. In the future..."

Chongzhao couldn't listen anymore, he directly walked in the door.

The garden is well maintained, the scenery is also beautiful and elegant, the halls and rooms are completely new, just like a new house, but...

Chongzhao sighed heavily: "...My lord, why didn't you tell me in advance that the door is the mansion of Nine Dragons Wei Xu?"

Otherwise, of course he doesn't want it?

Sending kindness to the Ministry of Industry and Rites to save financial and material resources, in the end I found that I was really at a loss!

The servant of the Ministry of Rites was stunned for a moment, and said: "I forgot about it at the time. Don't blame the Marquis. Master Xu will be back in a while, why don't you wait and say hello to the two families?"

Chongzhao didn't even exchange pleasantries, he just said goodbye to the Minister of Rites, took the key, and went back to the Duke's Mansion.

The reshoots are kind of bad.

The opposite door is under construction, wouldn't Changyan know? !Make it clear that when you see a pit, don't you remind him to let him jump off without warning, and wait for him to invite the neighbors to drink tea?Think beautiful.

Shigeru thought angrily.

……

Jing'an Temple is a famous Buddhist temple in Daqi, and its abbot, Pu Xin, is far away from the world of mortals, and rarely shows his face except when summoned by the emperor.

Chongzhao and his brother Li Chongxing rushed to Jing'an Temple together.The temple is built on a hill. In order to show sincerity, believers have to climb the steps by themselves and are not allowed to be sedan chairs.Chongzhao was braving the scorching summer, his temples were soaked with sweat, and when he finally climbed to the top, he took out his handkerchief and wiped it on his face indiscriminately.

Bells were ringing, incense was burning in Jing'an Temple, and there was a sea of ​​people in front of the gate.

Li Chongxing said with a smile: "You are so tired, why don't you take a rest."

Chongzhao gasped and said, "I haven't been exercising these few days, and my physical strength is not even comparable to my brother's."

After all, he came back after three years of experience, but recently he felt that his physique was getting worse and worse. Could it be that he was decadent and lazy because he had been sitting in Dali Temple for two months?It shouldn't be, he followed Li Zhengye to the school field to exercise whenever he was free.

Li Chongxing was not annoyed, and went ahead to find the little monk from Jing'an Temple.

The two of them had special identities, the little novice took them to a clean place, found his senior brother, and drew lots for them.

Chongzhao was a little absent-minded from the moment he entered the door, Hu took a lottery in his hand, and the little novice pointed in the direction: "Just go there and ask my uncle to unwrap the lottery."

The two walked over, and there was already a person sitting at the table of the little novice novice master, Chong Zhao was a little surprised to see that person.

Li Chongxing showed a shocked expression for a moment, and then said stiffly after a moment of pause: "Master Xu, what a coincidence!"

This Mr. Xu is not Xu Changyan, but Xu Hongyi, the prime minister's biological son.Xu Hongyi's situation is somewhat similar to Li Chongxing's. Both are the legitimate sons of high-ranking people. They were placed with high expectations when they were young, and they grew up under pressure. They even ranked on the same level in the imperial examination many years ago.

Xu Hongyi squinted his eyes slightly, his face was handsome, his temperament was elegant, and he had the air of a literati.However, Chongzhao always felt that the slight smile on the corner of the other party's mouth that had never changed for thousands of years was very strange, like a weasel greeting a chicken, like extreme hypocrisy, pretending to be a good person too hard to appear false.

Seeing Chongzhao, Xu Hongyi frowned imperceptibly. He looked at Li Chongxing and said, "Brother Li, are you also here to seek marriage?"

Li Chongxing's eyes were a little flustered and obscure, and the smile on his mouth was extremely stiff. His face was slightly pale, and he said to Chongzhao: "I have something to say to Mr. Xu, Chongzhao is a little tired, go find a quiet room, sit for a while and rest. Brother will come to you later."

Chongzhao was puzzled, but thinking that he had something important to do, he asked a novice to take him there.

The little novice stared at him in a daze and said, "Can I ask the benefactor's name? The benefactor is really good-looking... Excuse me."

Chongzhao nodded, thought for a while, the place of Buddhism, saying his real name is to show sincerity, "I'm Li Chongzhao, I want to meet your abbot, is that okay?"

The little novice's face was slightly pale, and he seemed a little nervous. He asked, "Master, he usually doesn't see strangers. Is there something important for the benefactor?"

Chong Zhao said: "Since I returned to Beijing, I have been very worried. There is one thing that I can't understand after thinking about it. I want to ask the abbot for advice."

The little novice was stunned for a long moment before stammering, "Okay, alright, benefactor, wait a moment."

The little novice led him to a quiet room in the backyard and left, looking around again, he saw that it was indeed an ordinary wing room, a hard one, with a small square table in the middle and a futon under it.

After a while, a young novice monk came over and served Chongzhao tea, he said: "Young Master Li Chongxing told me to prepare tea and snacks for you, let me apologize to you, please wait here. "

After speaking, in order to verify his identity, he deliberately took out Li Chongxing's token, which was a white handkerchief.

Zhong embroidered a handkerchief for each of the three of them, and there was a Clivia plant in the corner of Li Chongxing's handkerchief.And he is a plum blossom.

Chongzhao accepted the veil and believed the other party.His brother should have something important to discuss with Xu Hongyi. I'm afraid he will have to wait for a while, but he doesn't know what it is.

The tea in Jing'an Temple is not expensive, but the weather is hot, and the good tea is not as good as the ordinary tea that can quench your thirst temporarily.

Chongzhao drank a glass, felt a little bit of sweetness, and his throat was extremely refreshing, and he drank another glass unconsciously.

Sleepy in spring, exhausted in autumn and dozing off in summer, Chong Zhao closed his eyes, thinking why Abbot Pu Xin hadn't come yet, and went to the door to take a look, but the little novice monk had disappeared.

He suddenly sensed something was wrong.

Chongzhao walked out of the door and walked towards the main hall. However, the backyard of the Buddhist temple is remote, there are no main roads, and there are countless small roads. Chongzhao was dizzy for a while and couldn't find his way. He finally couldn't ignore an important problem.

He thought that his body was hot due to the hot weather, but it wasn't.

Re-zhao Weiqing|Things can be considered adults, and soon understood, turned around and rushed to the backyard.

He wanted a well, and cold water, the colder the better.

He was flustered, and most of his attention was spent on suppressing the strangeness of his body, his legs were weak, and the clothes on his body seemed to be as heavy as a thousand catties, which almost made him unable to breathe.

Chongzhao threw himself at the mouth of the well in the yard, not even noticing the shadows around him.

When he stepped up the steps, his legs slammed on the ground softly, and he made a dull sound. Chongzhao regained consciousness for a moment, feeling himself being pulled into an embrace suddenly, and Xu Changyan's furious voice exploded in his ears: "You What madness!"

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