"Hateful, I ran away again for this stinky monk!"

Chu Yunyu stomped his feet hard.

However, the guards who had met before were shocked when they saw the stinky monk "swish" transformed into light and disappeared. They also saw many pilgrims and believers kneeling down and felt even more nervous, fearing that they would offend the gods.

Chu Yunyu glanced at his eyes, his face turned gloomy, and he shouted, "It's just a demon monk, why are you afraid!"

After a little rectification, the guide of the monk from Zhike came to the Zen temple behind to meet His Royal Highness the Prince.

"Your Highness, what you see in the bowl, have you gained?"

Master Jueming asked.

Zhao Kuangqi's expression was quite strange, for a moment, for a moment, for a moment, for a moment, for a moment, for a moment, for a moment, for a while... Since he raised his eyes and left the purple gold bowl of clear water, he has been like this for a while.

He was born in the imperial family since childhood. As the lord of the Eastern Palace, he has always been well versed in the way of cunning and does not show his emotions. But now, his expression changes, revealing his inner fluctuations.

There is no doubt that when he watched Qingshui, he must have seen something unusual, and he would have performed this way under the shock.

What exactly did he see?

Why did it come again?

When facing the master's question, Zhao Kuangqi shook his head first and nodded again, which was a little confused.

Master Jueming didn't find it strange. The "water-looking technique" he used was a magical power of the Buddhist family. He could visualize with his original heart, and find the answer that had been troubled by him for a long time.

In this way, when the answer exceeds psychological expectations, it is inevitable that you will lose your composure.

"See Your Highness."

At this time, Chu Yunyu came and knelt down to salute.

Zhao Kuangqi asked him to get up and then said goodbye to Master Jueming. The master naturally did not try to keep him.

Chu Yunyu felt strange. Since Your Highness asked him to come to Xishan Temple, why did he not even sit down on his butt yet? Your Highness is leaving again.

This is contrary to common sense.

Didn’t you ask yourself to discuss the matter? If not, why should you order someone to bring a handwritten order?

You should know that as an important official of the court, Chu Yunyu was not too close to the prince, so he met with plain clothes.

But this time, I came and went in a hurry and had a vain trip.

When he left the temple, Zhao Kuangqi suddenly pulled Chu Yunyu to the side without anyone else and whispered: "Yunyu. Do you know a scholar named 'Ye Junsheng', that is, the most talented man in the world?"

Chu Yunyu shook his head: "I don't know, but I know."

Speaking of which, he and Ye Junsheng had never seen each other before.

"Kill him!"

The three words that the crown prince spitted out then surprised Chu Yunyu. He was surprised, not that he felt that killing Ye Junsheng was not possible, but that he should not have ordered it directly with his status as his highness. Moreover, this tone was not like His Highness's usual tone.

He swallowed and asked carefully: "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Kuangqi suddenly glared and said, "Do I need to say it a second time?"

Somehow, when he was stared at this, Chu Yunyu felt like he was staring at by a ferocious beast, and felt creepy. Cold sweat suddenly came down. He quickly said respectfully: "Your Highness calms down, the old minister dares not."

"No matter what, this child cannot appear in this year's imperial examination school."

After saying that, Zhao Kuangqi left with his sleeves.

After a while, Chu Yunyu stood up straight, his face was gloomy and gloomy, it was a great thing for His Highness to get rid of Ye Junsheng and coincide with him. However, the situation in this way made Chu Yunyu feel inexplicably frightened.

Especially when he was glared at by His Highness.

This is something that has never been done before.

At Xishan Temple, what did Your Highness do? Even suddenly, he felt strange as if he had changed his own person...

Maybe it’s because I’m thinking too much. Being with the king is like a tiger, and Your Highness has never been a gentle lord.

Forget it, no matter how many things happen. Since Your Highness has opened his golden mouth, then Ye Junsheng must die!

...

"You are in danger now."

The capital, the top of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.

Ye Junsheng and Zhao Emei stood side by side, looking down at the prosperity of the city.

“How dangerous?”

“A lot of people want to kill you.”

Ye Junsheng's pupils shrank slightly: "Including you?"

"What do you think?"

Zhao Emei raised her beautiful eyebrows and glanced at the scholar from a slanted angle. Her outlined eyes were very charming.

Ye Junsheng smiled: "I lied to you, it's normal for you to kill me."

Zhao Emei said: "Indeed, I should be very angry, but when I saw you, I lost all my temper. I asked the master and she told me that this is my life, it is cause and effect."

Ye Junsheng asked very seriously: "You are immortals, but you believe in fate?"

Zhao Emei sighed slightly: "You are wrong. In fact, the more immortal you are, the more you believe. Because this is essentially the case with practice, like a net, entangled endlessly."

Ye Junsheng deeply agreed that when practicing, people in it seem to break out of the world, but in fact the roots are still there, and instead they get deeper and deeper.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Zhao Emei suddenly turned around and faced him with bright eyes, and her eyes were as bright as water: "Follow me and leave the capital. If you jump out of this situation, you will get more."

Her eyes were full of expectations.

Ye Junsheng slowly shook his head: "This is the third time you have called me away."

"I hope you can change your mind."

"I can't go back, my path was confirmed early in the morning. Besides, if I leave, I will regret it for the rest of my life because of the lost things. No matter how much I get in the future, I will never be able to make up for it."

Ye Junsheng's tone was very firm.

Zhao Emei sighed faintly, and tears appeared in her eyes: "I knew it would be the result. But I couldn't help but ask you more."

"Feel sorry."

Ye Junsheng was a little guilty.

Zhao Emei smiled and said, "Actually, we are just strangers, so there is no need to say sorry... However, it is really dangerous for you to be in the capital."

Ye Junsheng said calmly: "If I die, it proves that I am not that person. That's all, it's no big deal."

Zhao Emei was trembling. She really underestimated this scholar.

Speaking of which, the relationship between them is really strange. Apart from the trip to the East China Sea, they have no intersection with each other, but more of them are just some divine interactions. They are as plain as clear water. However, there are always some emotions that are unclear and unexplained, rippling and precipitating in it.

"I searched for him in the crowd for thousands of times, but when I looked back, the man was in the dim light."

Or, some people don’t actually need to go through much or accompany them. Just take a look, it’s enough.

The Buddhist scriptures say: This exists because it exists, this exists because it exists, and everything arises from cause and condition.

Ye Junsheng smiled brightly and bowed: "I'll go down first so that my sister won't worry at home."

"Um."

The woman nodded softly, a little careless: By the way, she came with the goal of ending cause and effect, but the cause and effect of clinker became more and more messy...

At this moment, on the top of the tower, the breeze was coming, full of melancholy, and suddenly, a sentence leap into my heart:

"The wind suddenly rises, and a pool of spring water blew..."
Chapter completed!