The abbot disciple who was waiting quietly couldn't help but glance around. Fortunately, everyone's thoughts were attracted by the burning pagoda at this time, and no one noticed Wangchen who was completely out of control.
Xiao Shami breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from her forehead. She hurriedly blocked Wangchen and the abbot with her body, for fear that the Buddha's image of Master Wangchen, who saved sentient beings, would be destroyed.
"It's okay!" Wangchen, who was originally in a state of desolation, saw Huo Jingchen walking out of the pagoda, hurriedly met him, trembling with his hands to check his whole body. He was relieved and collapsed after not finding the wound.
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The abbot on the side hurriedly supported his fallen body and gave a wink at the two disciples.
The two disciples understood and helped Master Wangchen return to his own room.
In a small and quiet courtyard, Huo Jingchen opened Jingyun and Bai and others, sat on the stone chair in the corner of the yard, lowering his eyes to the small tablet in front of him.
"So Xi'er is not Xi'er, no wonder..." Huo Jingchen couldn't help but gently rub the handwriting of Long Feifengwu on the tablet, and couldn't help but remember what he had been puzzled about before.
Jiang Hexi was clearly born in a farm family, but she seemed to know everything, and her ideas and actions were very different from those of the women in the boudoir.
He was also confused. At first, he couldn't see the clues. He didn't expect that a mere farm girl from deep mountains would have the courage to take him in when she saw him unconscious and blood-stained. She even offered to take him away from life.
My hometown for more than ten years.
Moreover, how did she know that there are more delicious dishes than the secret recipe of the imperial kitchen, and she can also grow sweet potatoes, potatoes, corn, ice, and oil, coal...
Huo Jingchen sighed quietly and smiled bitterly. Actually, he had doubted Jiang Hexi's identity before, but at that time he had been attracted by her. He subconsciously looked for excuses for her, and he still believed that she had shirked everything.
The nonsense that comes to Jiang’s father.
But now...
Huo Jingchen looked at the tablet in his hand quietly, and for a moment, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.
At the entrance of the yard, Yu Bai Jing looked at Huo Jingchen, who had been silent when he returned to the yard and drove them out in silence. He subconsciously frowned.
Seeing Jingyun, who was guarding the door calmly, turned his eyes and touched Jingyun with his elbow, lowered his voice and said, "Jingyun, what's wrong with your master? You can't be a ghost.
Have you gotten on your body?"
When Jingyun heard this, he kicked him violently, stared at him angrily and shouted in a low voice: "Be careful!"
"I'm also worried about my master. Why are you doing so fiercely?" Yu Bai also knew that he had lost his words. He smiled embarrassedly, scratched his head, but was still a little dissatisfied and curled his lips.
"Be careful. If you want to clean the stable, just say it. I will definitely say a few good words to you in front of the master to ensure that you can get what you want." Jingyun wrapped his arms around his chest with his arms, smiling.
He looked at the aggrieved and white face.
He Bai Wenyan was shocked all over, and smiled and pulled Jingyun with a smile: "I'm just a joke. Jingyunni, you're the best. Don't tell your master about this."
Looking at the hands folded, and begging Yu Bai, Jingyun snorted coldly and said lightly: "It depends on your performance."
"Jingyun..." He Bai wanted to say something, but was awakened by Huo Jingchen's loud shout.
"Jingyun, and Bai, come here."
"Here you come!" Yu Bai shouted guiltily and hurriedly followed Jingyun into it.
Huo Jingchen pondered for a moment and said, "Jingyun, go and call a team of soldiers and some craftsmen to help repair the pagoda that was burned by fire today. Be sure to decorate the pagoda just like before."
"Yes." Jingyun responded respectfully and stepped down to do his business.
"Yu Bai, take people to block the news. Don't let the fire of the pagoda spread today. It's best to expose other major events and cover up the matter." Huo Jingchen said in a deep voice after thinking for a while.
"Yes!" Yu Bai responded loudly, then thought about it, scratched his head, and hesitated: "Master, what big thing should I expose?"
"The coal and oil from the imperial court have been dug. Our Jingzhou coal mine can be sold to the people this winter. If you write a document to announce the people of Jingzhou, you must let the whole Jingzhou know about this." Huo Jingchen took a sip of tea
, the expression stretched.
"Also, you let the people below start preparing and start selling coal in a few days." Huo Jingchen thought for a while and continued to speak: "You go find Jinghe and ask him to help you do this, he will
Understand how to do it.”
"Sir, obey the order!" He Bai smiled and then left with great strides.
At this time, the door that was originally confined was opened with a click, and Wangchen walked out with a frown.
"Well, are you okay?" When you saw Huo Jingchen sitting in the stone chair in the yard, Wangchen showed joy and hurried over.
"I'm fine, but you, Master, have just fallen into a coma. Are you feeling uncomfortable now?" Huo Jingchen shook his head and looked at Wangchen with a gentle look on his face.
Hearing this, Wangchen finally let go of his heart, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "I'm fine, just be fine if you're fine."
"You ran into the pagoda to death for these two tablets?" Wangchen's eyes summoned the tablets standing quietly on the table, frowned, and said suspiciously: "Whose tablets are this?"
"It's my friend." Looking at Wangchen's scrutiny, Huo Jingchen changed his face and adjusted his sleeves, blocking the small tablets on the cuffs tightly.
"It's not the relative of the girl Zhu An mentioned before, right?" Wangchen looked at Huo Jingchen with a calm expression thoughtfully, and couldn't help but touch his chin.
"That's right, her parents have passed away. This is the tablet she specially invited for her father and mother." Huo Jingchen admitted openly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"You!" Wangchen heard this, and pointed at him with a weak voice. After a while, he sighed helplessly and compromised, "Forget it, you have grown up, as long as you don't have any trouble, I'm too lazy to do it.
It's up to you."
"Master, she is Miss Jiang who saved me from the fire and water before." Huo Jingchen thought about it and told Wangchen everything that had happened in the past two years.
"What! You were assassinated and fell off the cliff. The old emperor hasn't made the decision for you yet!" Wangchen heard this and immediately pointed at the air like an explosive wild cat.
"Your Majesty has done his best, don't blame him." Huo Jingchen shook his head lightly and took a sip of tea.
"Do your best! He must be trying his best to protect his good son! This made you feel wronged!" Wangchen said angrily and slapped the table.