More than 20 miles south of Kyoto.

Beautiful mountains and clear waters, full of greenery.

Turn into a straight road from the official road in the south, and after walking for five or six miles, you can see a manor hidden in the mountains.

Looking as far as the eye can see, all I can see is green greenery, red walls and green tiles looming.

The curls of green smoke are blowing in the wind, just like a secluded place in a fairyland.

Pei Yue got out of the carriage and admired the scenery along the way.

A soldier came forward and whispered: "Master Marquis, there are many hidden sentries on the road."

Pei Yue knew that he was once Fu Hongzhi's personal follower. He became his personal soldier because he was good at observing and tracking. In addition, he was also quite discerning now. He nodded slightly and said: "There is a prince living here, and the security is naturally tight. Order to go down.

, don’t be nervous, we just came to watch the show today.”

"Obey the order." The soldiers retreated and gave the order.

After passing three gate towers, the gate of Xianyun Village appeared in front of everyone.

A guest came to greet him.

He is in his thirties, with a slender figure, a white face and short beard, and a clear and gentle voice.

He glanced at Pei Yue's appearance and the fierce soldiers beside him. A polite but not humble smile appeared on his face, and he bowed slightly and said, "Greetings to Marquis Pei."

Pei Yue sat on the horse and asked with interest: "What do you call it?"

Zhike responded with neither humility nor arrogance: "I will serve as the official Feng Jing, and I will be the chief historian of Prince Yan's palace."

Pei Yue couldn't help but think of another palace chief he had met, Li Jinyan, a close aide of the eldest prince.

The reason why I was so impressed was entirely because Li Changshi's acting skills were too poor, but if it weren't for his poor ability, Pei Yue wouldn't have been able to set a trap for King Lu and defeat Qibao Pavilion.

Compared with Li Jinyan, Feng Jing's superficial skills alone are a level higher, not to mention his background.

The rank of Prince Shi of Daliang is not high, only the fifth rank, but his status is not low.

It is stated in the records of Emperor Gao Zu that: the Chief Historian was in charge of the government orders of the Royal Palace, assisted the ministers in regulating matters, and was in charge of the affairs of the Royal Palace. All requests for names, titles, marriages, favors and thanks, presentations, letters, etc. were all made by the Chief Historian of the Royal Palace.

, if the feudal king makes a mistake, ask the official.

If not, Li Jinyan would not have dared to be arrogant and blackmail Pei Yue, who had been named Zhongshanzi.

If he were an ordinary idle marquis, Feng Jing wouldn't even have to be so cautious, but he was facing Pei Yue, and he obviously didn't dare to treat him lightly.

At this moment, Pei Yue couldn't help but laugh at himself secretly.

Maybe it was because he killed too many people in the Western Region, and his reputation for evil had already spread to Kyoto. Except for those really big shots, ordinary people didn't dare to shout in front of him. It was extremely difficult to find an opportunity to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

The smile on Feng Jing's face was just right, and he said calmly: "Marquis Pei, it is your duty as a subordinate, so please don't blame me."

Pei Yue looked at him curiously.

Feng Jing continued: "Please let me take a look at your invitation."

He glanced over at the two carriages behind him.

Pei Yue nodded easily, and then some soldiers came forward and handed several invitations to Feng Jing.

Feng Jing read it calmly, then handed the invitation back, stood on the roadside and bowed: "Marquis Pei has invited you, and a temporary courtyard has been prepared in the village. If Marquis Pei agrees, you can go to the village.

Rest in another courtyard."

"Can."

"Thank you, Marquis Pei, for your face."

Feng Jing smiled slightly, which was like a spring breeze.

Pei Yue looked calm, but he remembered this person's name in his heart. The conclusion he made to Shen Danmo in the carriage before was not that he had any prejudice against the fourth prince whom he had never met, but that he had read too many history books and books in his previous life.

In film and television works, it is difficult to believe that such a noble man from the Tian family is hidden in the city.

Feng Jing's performance further strengthened his view.

Xianyun Village is very large, which is why it was built outside the city. After all, there is no such spacious land in the capital. Even if Emperor Kaiping was extremely fond of this unintentional prince's son, he would not be able to reward him with so much land.

It will only cause endless criticism.

Therefore, the architectural layout of this manor is quite complex and cannot be measured by common sense.

Pei Yue led two carriages along the straight road into the depths of the manor, and was led by the guide Zhike to a flat open space.

There are already many carriages parked here, and around them are what Feng Jing said are more than a dozen elegant and quiet courtyards.

Only guests with extremely distinguished status are qualified to come here for a break. Most of the noble literati can only wait quietly in the pavilions in the front half of the manor.

At this time, another carriage also came to the open space.

Changes occur suddenly.

The horse in the carriage suddenly became restless and uncontrollably rushed towards Tao Hua's carriage behind Pei Yue.

"Uu! Uu! Uu! Stop! Stop!"

The coachman was a middle-aged man in his forties. How could he not know that the guest who came here was an extraordinary person? He immediately shouted loudly and pulled the reins in his hands desperately. However, the two horses pulling the coach seemed to be going crazy and exploded instantly.

The force that came out was extremely powerful, and the coachman had no martial arts skills, so for a while he was no match for these two crazy horses.

A young girl shouted in surprise in the carriage.

Just as they were about to collide, two of Pei Yue's soldiers rushed in front of the peach blossom carriage, then rushed forward without hesitation, and at the same time drew the sabers from their waists.

The bright light of the sword disappeared in a flash.

The two crazy horses were killed immediately and collapsed to the ground.

The coachman's face was stained with a lot of horse blood, but he couldn't care less about it at the moment and desperately held the door against the car door to prevent the owner inside from falling out due to the car body tipping over.

The coachman said in a trembling voice: "Master, Miss, are you okay?"

A calm man's voice came from inside: "Nothing, the horse was frightened?"

The coachman replied: "Yes, young master, I don't know what happened to these two horses. They suddenly went crazy. Fortunately, no one else was hurt, but..."

He glanced at the tragic situation in front of him and couldn't help but hesitate.

Pei Yue looked at this ordinary carriage and winked at the soldiers beside him.

The soldiers stepped forward to help the carriage, and then the coachman opened the door. A young man in his twenties walked out first, with a handsome face and a calm temperament.

Pei Yue looked at his slightly familiar features, his heart moved, he got up and stepped forward and asked, "Are you Brother Luo Shi?"

When the young man heard this title, he looked at Pei Yue's clothes, smiled and said, "It turns out it's Marquis Pei in person, and Xiao Ke is Luo Wenzhao."

He was standing next to the two dead crazy horses. The ground was stained with blood. However, this man's expression did not change. He just took a calm look, then looked at Pei Yue and introduced himself calmly.

At this time, the Zhike boys from Xianyun Village also came over. Pei Yue said calmly: "It's a small matter that scares the horse. You have someone come over and clean it up."

"Yes, Lord Marquis." Everyone agreed.

Luo Wenzhao turned around and said, "Little sister, do you want to come down later?"

"Brother, I'm not afraid." A clear voice came from the carriage.

Then a girl with bright eyes walked out of the carriage.

She wore a long dress with bright colors, egg yellow as the base, embroidered with light red long edges, and embellished with light blue on the shoulders and chest.

Her head was tied up in a bun with clouds, and there was no jewels and jewels, only a small jasper hairpin.

Luo Wenzhao stretched out his hand to help her down, then turned to face Pei Yue and introduced him openly: "Marquis Pei, this is my sister-in-law Luo Wan'er."

Luo Wan'er is fifteen years old this year, which is the age when she is very interested in people and things outside her. Looking at Pei Yue, who is only a few years older than her but appears to be extremely mature, she asked curiously: "Are you Pei Yue, the Marquis of Zhongshan?"

?”

Luo Wenzhao corrected: "Wan'er, don't be rude."

Pei Yue hurriedly waved his hand and said: "It's okay, brother, why should you be so polite? I respect Mr. Luo very much. I always regard myself as a junior in front of him, and I will never be complacent about my title. If brother, you don't dislike it, how about you and I treat each other as brothers?"

"

Luo Wenzhao gave him a thoughtful look and said calmly: "The etiquette cannot be discarded."

Pei Yue thought about it for a while, then stopped insisting and said with a smile: "That's fine."

Over there, Pei Ning and Shen Danmo also got off the carriage and were shocked to see the horse corpse on the ground, not to mention the more timid Tao Hua and Guangyan next to them.

Luo Wenzhao looked at Pei Yue without looking at Pei Ning and others, and said apologetically: "The horse's fright has disturbed Marquis Pei's mood today, please forgive me."

Who is Pei Yue? How could he not hear the alienation in his words? He suppressed the smile on his face and said lightly: "It's just a small matter. Brother Luo, don't worry about it."

Luo Wenzhao nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Farewell."

Pei Yue said: "Please."

Luo Wan'er seemed to want to say a few more words, but she couldn't resist her brother, so she could only hold the hem of her skirt and walk away.

Looking at the backs of these two siblings with completely different attitudes, Pei Yue showed a solemn expression.

"Third brother, what's wrong?" Peining came to him and asked with concern.

Pei Yue shook his head and turned his eyes to the two horse corpses on the ground.

Such a coincidence?

Of course he didn't believe it.
Chapter completed!