Don't be clouded

Ji Bieyun forced himself to sit up and leaned against the head of the bed.

He was still very dazed about his victory in the Deng Que Meeting, as if he was still drenched in the rain, fighting for his life on the high platform.His mind was in chaos, and he couldn't figure out why Prince Xian came to visit him in person.

But he also remembered the favor that Prince Xian secretly helped, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and said sincerely when he said, "I actually don't want to belong to any party."

Before Ji Bieyun said this, he was already prepared for the prince's displeasure, but he didn't expect the other party to ask: "So which party sent people to kill you at the Dengque meeting?"

The sudden questioning made him raise his eyes suddenly, but he still kept silent.

Prince Xian shook his head, "You are very strange. On the one hand, you are revealing your true thoughts like this, but on the other hand, you don't intend to tell me who you provoked."

He pursed his lips tightly and turned his head to look.

Prince Xian still had the unrestrained appearance of a rich and idle man, picked up the tea cup, and took a couple of sips leisurely.

"But who in this world doesn't have any secrets? Since you can confess part of it, I can't hide it from you." Prince Xian said slowly, "I really wanted to win you over when I asked you to attend the Dengque Meeting. Your skills Not bad, although you are young, you can still hold your breath, if you practice in my right guard for a year or two, you will definitely have a bright future. In fact, it is not right to say solicitation, but I just want to make friends because you are a good seed."

It would be false to say that Ji Bieyun was not flattered.He always thought that Prince Xian was curious about his purpose of entering Beijing, and suspected that he was related to Zheng Yu's death, so he paid attention to him so that he could be used in the future.

What are you talking about wooing and befriending...

"My lord, you may have misread it." He reminded.

Prince Xian smiled, "Really? Why do I feel that I have always been good at discerning pearls with discerning eyes? I knew Guan Chen when he first entered Xuanqing Temple. At that time, there were loud voices against Chan Master Jueming accepting him as a disciple. Everyone Everyone thinks that he is difficult to shoulder heavy burdens. But you can see what he is doing now, so how could I be wrong?"

Ji Bieyun suddenly hated himself for not having a clever mouth, he could only keep silent because he couldn't speak well of Prince Xian.

Mingwang showed a puzzled expression, and said in a troubled tone: "Since you want to go up, why don't you want to befriend me, isn't the Prince enough for you?"

Ji Bieyun's heart was shocked, these words carry a lot of weight, but if he was injured less seriously, he should get out of bed quickly and apologize.

The prince is not enough, and then there is only the current emperor, and his two lives are not enough to cover this serious crime.

He thought to himself why would Prince Xian want to say such a thing to make him subdue, knowing that he actually doesn't accept such a thing at all.

Although Ji Bieyun was unwilling, he still made an appearance of struggling to get up, "My lord, forgive me..."

Sure enough, Prince Xian hurriedly stepped forward to stop his movements, and his tone softened a lot: "Forget it, I don't want to blame you, don't take what you say unintentionally."

Ji Bieyun cooperated and leaned back on the head of the bed, endured the pain of being affected by the wound, and jumped down the steps given by the other party.

"My lord wants to make friends, and I'm flattered. It's just that I came from a merchant, and my parents are no longer alive. I'm alone, and I only want to get a job in the court, not to be rich."

What he said was half true and half false, and I don't know how much Prince Xian understood.

After a while, the prince's faint voice came: "Ji Yao, it's easy to break the rigidity."

Ji Bieyun remained calm.

Even if the bamboo is broken, it can grow again, not to mention that he is a living person.

He only said: "Thank you, my lord, for reminding me that I will definitely come to thank you after I recover from my injury."

Prince Xian suddenly laughed, "You are already inside the gate. You are too seriously injured to be carried to Xuanqing Mountain, and it is not good to enter the palace openly. You can only live in my other garden first. After entering the palace, the Holy Majesty will give you a house."

Ji Bieyun was really stunned this time, so he argued with Prince Xian just now for a long time, but they were all on the other side's territory?

Didn't he receive the kindness of Prince Xian again, and it would be difficult for him not to meet each other in the future.

Ji Bieyun is calm and composed on the competition stage, but he is inexperienced in human relationships.Embarrassed, I thanked you in a low voice.

Prince Xian walked out with a smile, pushed open the door, stopped and turned around and said: "When you know how rare the word "friend" is in Beijing, you won't be so stubborn anymore."

For some reason, Ji Bieyun suddenly remembered Guan Chen.

He also had friends and playmates when he was a child, and he probably understands that kind of relationship. Although there are sacrifices and rewards between friends, they always disdain to care about them.He and Guan Chen seem to have this kind of relationship, maybe the other party treats him even more without expecting anything in return.

I really took advantage of the kindness of the monk and took advantage of it... I have committed a crime.

When he came back to his senses, Prince Xian had already gone far.

Ji Bieyun lay on the bed for a day and a night, even though he was injured, he couldn't sit still, his whole body clamored to go out for activities.

As soon as I tried to get up, the injuries everywhere began to protest, especially the right shoulder.He glanced down, and there was fresh blood oozing from the bandage.That sword pierced deeply, and it would take a long time to heal.

I don't care how painful the injury is, I just worry that it will affect the use of force in the future.

Preoccupied with getting out of bed, Ji Bieyun put on a coat and walked out of the room step by step.

Compared with the Wangfu, the Bieyuan is very small, and there are not many traces of residence.There are similar residential courtyards nearby, and the sound of downtown can be faintly heard.However, as soon as he walked out of the small courtyard where he lived, he saw two guards with swords standing beside the moon gate, standing motionless on both sides, which shocked him.

They were all familiar faces who had met in the palace, but at this moment the two called him Young Master Ji.

Ji Bieyun had goosebumps on his arms, and hurriedly walked out, trying to escape this embarrassing situation.Walking all the way out, guards were stationed everywhere, he deeply felt the importance the prince attached to him, and felt even more awkward.

He planned to walk around the Bieyuan, but was dissuaded by the guards at the gate, saying that the assassins at the Dengque meeting might still be fleeing, and told him not to go out alone.

Ji Bieyun was hesitating when he heard footsteps approaching in the alley outside.

His first thought was that the monk Guan Chen had returned, not only flustered, but also indescribably uncomfortable.

Not because of anything else, but because he didn't expect someone to watch over him all night.And that person happened to be Guan Chen, with such an unflappable and quiet personality, he felt awkward even if he didn't say thank you.

It was rare for Ji Bieyun to have the thought of running away, and just as he turned a corner, he heard another familiar voice behind him.

"Don't say anything!"

He hurriedly turned his head and asked in surprise, "Fang Muzhi?"

In desperation, he directly called out the young master of the Xiangfu by his first and last name, but fortunately Fang Muzhi didn't care about this little courtesy, walked over in a few steps, and looked him up and down several times.

"I heard that you lost half your life, and now you can get out of bed and walk around in a day. It seems to be a rumor."

Ji Bieyun pulled the collar of his outer robe to hide the bleeding wound inside.

"I heard?" He raised his eyebrows, "Who did you hear it from?"

Fang Muzhi waved his hand, and walked towards the other garden as if he had come uninvited, and turned around to let his servant wait outside.Ji Bieyun's words stuck in his throat, but he followed after thinking about it.

"The whole Chenjing is talking about you, and it's hard not to hear it. I didn't go yesterday, but in the afternoon, a young man came to me with great interest and told me that there was an unlucky lunatic at the Dengque meeting this year." Said At this point, Young Master Fang glanced at him jokingly, "You were pierced through your shoulder by a sharpened real sword, and you were able to fight for a long time in the rain. You fell down as soon as you won, and many people thought you were died."

Ji Bieyun frowned, is that what people outside said about him?Unlucky lunatic?

"It's unlucky, I admit, but where am I crazy? I'm very sane."

Fang Muzhi suddenly lowered his voice: "Okay, since you are conscious, tell me who killed you?"

Ji Bieyun and Young Master Fang looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly realized.He said how did this young master find this place, it turned out that it was not out of concern, nor did he come to entertain him, but to talk to him.

He took a step back, opened the distance, and said deliberately: "What if I say it's the prime minister?"

Sure enough, Fang Muzhi couldn't hold back anymore, and raised his finger twice, "Okay, I dare you to dispel your doubts about my family."

Ji Bieyun glanced at Fang Muzhi lightly, then turned around and walked towards the wing.After the young master caught up, he said: "Aren't you just here to test, to see if my doubts about your father have been completely dispelled. Don't worry, I always value evidence. If there is no real evidence, I will not draw conclusions on anything of."

It was precisely because the Liu family was wronged that he didn't want the rest of the world to be judged arbitrarily.

Young Master Fang fell silent behind him, and he didn't call out until he walked into the wing.

Ji Bieyun turned around: "What do you want to say?"

Fang Muzhi beckoned and led him behind two elm trees, avoiding the sight of the front and rear guards.

"I know you have difficulties, otherwise you wouldn't have almost lost your life at the Dengque meeting." Fang Muzhi said with a serious expression and lowered his eyes, "Many people in Chenjing hold power in their hands, it's just a matter of size , your enemy may be hiding in any place... but it will never be hidden in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and I have absolutely no intention of harming anyone."

Seeing that Ji Bieyun didn't respond, Fang Muzhi panicked again. He hurriedly asked, "Don't you have a knife? If you still have doubts about me, just stab me with one knife."

As he said that, he was about to enter the room and pull out his ring-shoulder knife.

Ji Bieyun saw that he didn't seem to be joking, so he quickly stretched out his hand to hold Fang Muzhi's arm, "Can you calm down when you do things, hiss..."

The injury on his left wrist is still not healed, and there is a tingling pain in the joint when he exerts force.

Fang Muzhi retreated immediately after hearing him gasp, seeing that his face was a little paler than before, so he hurriedly apologized to him.Bowing down with the demeanor of a son of a family, he kept muttering: "If you forgive, you will forgive."

Ji Bieyun held his left wrist with his right hand, and there was no good part of his body.Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, he walked around this man and walked in, "Don't you want to die, I'll make it right for you."

Young Master Fang already understood when he was dragged back just now that he was innocent with Ji Bieyun.Of course he wouldn't want him to die now.

He chased after the young man, "Think twice, dear brother! I haven't organized a celebration banquet for you yet, how about hosting a big one for you in a few days? What do you want to eat, how does it taste, do you like sweets?"

Ji Bieyun secretly sighed, ever since he descended from Xuanqing Mountain, these days have become sad.

On the left is a virtuous prince who is kind to him but can't be provoked, and on the right is a stupid and stupid young master of the prime minister's mansion. Even if the enemy is hidden behind the scenes, he will have to enter the palace to face the saint in two days.

... So the monk Guanchen has time to guard him all night, so why didn't he have time to talk to him before leaving?

Feeling depressed, Ji Bieyun slammed the door shut after stepping into the room, blocking Young Master Fang outside.

"Stop shouting, I'm fasting these days."

Fang Muzhi outside the door was obviously stunned, and after a while he asked in confusion: "You are not in Xuanqing Temple anymore, what kind of precepts are you fasting?"

As soon as Ji Bieyun heard the word Xuanqing Temple, Ji Bieyun felt even more uncomfortable for no reason, and opened the door a crack, revealing half of his displeased face.He stared at Young Master Fang, and said quietly: "My room in Xuanqing Temple should have been rearranged."

There should be no trace of him living there.

Fang Muzhi's expression became serious, as if he was worried about his mental state, "...otherwise?"

Ji Bieyun looked at it coldly, stood like this for a while, and then suddenly closed the door heavily.