Shengjing Conspiracy

Chapter 83, Upset

Spring came quietly, as if the spring breeze passed through Kyoto overnight, taking away the cold and bringing the tender green on the branches.

The cold winter was over, and the people on the streets of Kyoto began to get busy. Wen Youqing dragged Jing Yun to a small stall on the side of the street, and ordered two bowls of Yangchun noodles happily.

"Is this the most delicious Yangchun noodles in the world you said?" Jing Yun looked at the clear noodles in soup and the vegetable leaves floating on the surface.

Wen Youqing took a sip of the hot soup, her fresh eyebrows were almost twisted together, her peach blossom eyes narrowed like a raccoon slave who only steals food, "This delicious food doesn't necessarily come from a wealthy family, Master Yang's That's an absolute must!"

The middle-aged man who was making the noodles smiled brightly, "Master Wen, as long as he eats well!"

It was also funny for Jing Yun to see that the two of them looked like good brothers, and seeing that Wen Youqing was almost finished eating, he said, "Are you going to enter the palace too?"

"Yeah, give Xiaoyun two story books." Wen Youqing smiled, and the Xiaoyun he was talking about was none other than Shang Lanyun.

It's also strange to say that after meeting twice by accident, Wen Youqing always remembers Shang Lanyun, and the two became friends as soon as they came and went, because Shang Lanyun couldn't leave the palace, so Wen Youqing often Bring some gadgets from outside the palace and send them there.

"Xiaoyun? That's so sweet, you don't need Brother Yun anymore when you have Xiaoyun?" Jing Yun smiled dangerously, and patted Wen Youqing's waist with his big hand, "Isn't Brother Yun loving you enough?"

Old rascal!

"This is outside!" Wen Youqing glared at him ferociously, slandering why Jing Yun is nearly ten years older than him but has such good physical strength, and he almost tortures people to death when he gets on the bed, just thinking about it Pantothenic acid in the back of the scalp is numb.

The most important thing is that this man looks like a different person on the bed, full of mischief, if he is not calling him a husband, or wearing some animal ears that he does not know where he got.

"What is Yan Yan thinking about? His face is blushing." Jing Yun looked at his own Yan Yan's angry look, leaned forward and almost whispered into the other's ear, blowing into the other's ear in an unmannered manner.

"Ah! You go away!" Wen Youqing shyly pushed the person away, and hurried to the palace, completely ignoring the man behind him.

Yanyan is so cute.

The old rascal Jing Yun thought about it truthfully.

……

Wen Youqing walked to the gate of the palace with the scriptures in hand, and was unexpectedly stopped by the guards on duty. Seeing them flipping through the scriptures she brought, she was a little puzzled, "Why did the investigation suddenly become more rigorous today? What's the matter?

These days Wen Youqing often enters the palace, and the imperial guards guarding the palace gate are only those few people, and they gradually become familiar. Hearing Wen Youqing's words, he didn't care about it, and said helplessly: "Yesterday, Your Majesty I don't know why I suddenly got the energy to check the prince's reading, and the prince also recited it, and His Majesty found out when he brought the scriptures to study."

"That's it? It's not a big deal, is it?" Wen Youqing was even more puzzled. When he was a companion in the palace, it was a routine operation to bring the scriptures, and it was usually only when he had all the food, drink, and entertainment.

Another guard winked at him and said in a low voice, "It's definitely not a simple story that can make His Majesty so angry. I heard that story is a counter-book, and what's written on it are all outrageous things."

"for example?"

"You know about Emperor Qianhua, you can't say these things."

The reason why Emperor Anping came to the throne is well known. No one cares what the common people say in private, and the officials dare not say a word.

The mouths of the beggars in the palace were locked several times, it was good to be able to say so much, Wen Youqing didn't ask any more questions, nodded thoughtfully and went in with the scriptures.

Along the way, we encountered several teams of forbidden soldiers, twice as many as usual.

Wen Youqing strolled to the cold palace, saw the people inside playing the piano again, and laughed, "Xiaoyun, I'm here."

"Why are you here again? There is some chaos in the palace today. You should go back early." Shang Lanyun went up to welcome him into the house, and was a little curious when he saw the words in his hand, "What are these?"

"Didn't you say you were bored? I brought you some scripts. I haven't read the ones that just came out on the market." There is a very cordial feeling of wanting to be close. When I am with Shang Lanyun, I am very happy physically and mentally, and it is very comfortable to get along.

Shang Lanyun still had that gentle appearance, poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Wen Youqing, glanced at the script aside, "It would be great if I could go out of the palace too, I will go out if I have a chance in the future, you have to Take me in."

"Huh? Of course—" Wen Youqing was halfway through speaking, and Jing Yun's face suddenly appeared in his mind. The words in his mind seemed to be disturbed by a stick, and he said dryly after a long time: "Of course, I will choose for you A good house is waiting for you to live in."

"Youqing, what's the matter, did what I said make you difficult?" A trace of loneliness flashed across Shang Lanyun's face, and then he pretended to be strong and smiled, "I was joking with you, what about my identity?" It might be possible to get out."

"I'll go out." Wen Youqing felt a little annoyed seeing him who couldn't hide his sadness. Jing Yun's face and Jing Yun's voice kept appearing. He couldn't explain what was going on with this feeling. He didn't even have the intention to stay for a while longer, "I still have some things to do in Dali Temple, I'll go back first."

Shang Lanyun didn't stop him, and sent him to the door in a reasonable manner, and didn't turn cold until he was far away. At this time, there was no loneliness and sadness in his eyes, and even the warm temperament around him disappeared completely. , clenched hands in sleeves.

"Master, what's the matter this time?" The servant walked to Shang Lanyun and said.

Shang Lanyun glanced at the palm, there was still the mark left just now on the palm, the red one was about to see blood, he looked at Gong Dao coldly, "He is too guarded, he will increase the dose next time."

The servant froze, "No matter how heavy the dose is, it may damage the body, and if it is serious, it will make you crazy."

"Don't you think it's better to be crazy?" Shang Lanyun laughed, revealing a bit of warmth, but his eyes were still dark.

……

Wen Youqing was still upset when he returned to Dali Temple, but he still frowned when he faced Qian Qian face to face.

"Where have you been?" Qian Qian's tone was normal, but he never had a good tone.

Wen Youqing walked past him, sat down on his seat and poured himself a cup of herbal tea. The cold water flowed down his throat, and his chaotic heart finally calmed down, but the furrowed brows still did not relax.

"I went to the palace." Wen Youqing rubbed the center of her brow lightly, "What can you do with me?"

Qian Qian snorted coldly, and threw the file in his hand onto the desk, "If you have been to the palace, you should know what happened today. This case concerns the reputation of His Highness the Crown Prince, so I would like to trouble Sir Shaoqing."

Prince's reputation?

"What does it mean?" Wen Youqing opened the file and looked at it at a glance, "Where is the script, bring it to me."

"I knew you would want it, so here it is for you." Qian Qian handed over the story book and stood aside with his hands in his hands. "The above means to solve the case as soon as possible and before it becomes a big problem. This case is not simple. It seems that it is aimed at the prince. Yes, aren't you a close friend of the prince, you can please the master if you put your heart into it."

"Is your mouth just for gossip? I appreciate your kindness, and I will accept the rest." Wen Youqing opened the scripture book. The pages are very new and the handwriting is very clear. The book was printed for no more than a month , and the margins are not worn out, which means that you don’t read it frequently, "Which prince brought it into the palace?"

Qian Qian, who had just been bullied, glared at him, "Don't you even read the dossier?"

"Time is running out, why should I waste time reading the text when I have you?" Wen Youqing said frankly.

Qian Qian was so choked up that he couldn't speak, what he said made sense, and he couldn't refute it at all, so angry!

"It's the Twelfth Prince. According to the Prince himself, he doesn't know where the script came from, and he hasn't read it before. Someone set it up." Qian Qian paused, and whispered: "I think Twelve What the prince said is true, he is only eleven or twelve years old, how can he know so much."

The twelve princes, mother and concubine were not of high birth, and they were not very conspicuous among the many princes. It was quite surprising that he was the one who had the accident this time.

"That's wrong. Eleven or twelve-year-olds can do a lot of things, and they can do more things when they meet precocious." Wen Youqing couldn't help laughing at this thought, how could it be possible for someone who was raised in the palace to There are good stubble.

What he said made sense, Qian Qian shrugged, and said indifferently: "That's all I know, you can investigate the case, I have a lot of things, you don't have anything to do, don't come to me."

However, before he could leave the door, Wen Youqing stopped him, "Wait."

"What's wrong?" Qian Qian looked at him with eyebrows raised.

Wen Youqing smiled as beautifully as a flower, "Brother Huiyun will come over to eat with me, and help me go to Tianxianglou to order a few dishes."

This person was really good-looking, and Qian Qian was dizzy for a while when he was shaken by that smile. After hearing what the other person said, he almost hiccupped and pointed at the person from a distance with trembling hands, "What do you think of me! What did you tell me to do?!"

"Didn't I see that you are quite free now?" Wen Youqing looked at him innocently.

Qian Qianqi's face was flushed, and when he was about to faint, Wen Youqing finally let him go out of kindness, stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "Just kidding, I'm going to find Brother Yun , would you like to bring back a portion of Tianxianglou's dim sum for Mr. Qian?"

"I don't want to eat! Leave now!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, Master Qian, don't take advantage of the bastard!"

"I won't eat what you give me even if I'm starving to death!"

Faced with Wen Youqing's provocation, Qian Qian is very literati.

Enough of being funny, Wen Youqing twitched the corners of her lips, walked out with her hands behind her back, looking around like a child who had never been out of the house along the way, when she reached the general's mansion, everyone on the street dispersed Went home clean for lunch.

Jing Yun finally saw Wen Youqing after a long morning. He was about to take a sip of the incense when he saw the other person's face stopped, his eyebrows furrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "Someone made you angry?"