Handbook for Avoiding the Court

After a night of spring breeze, there is misty rain outside the window, and the thin and dense rain is like a bead curtain, obscuring the scenery outside the window.

The two cleaned up, Fang Ji turned into the second prince Wang Qi, and Mo Jin turned into his servant, white and clean, Qingqingxiuxiu, Fang Ji couldn't help laughing, jokingly said: "It's not like."

Mo Jin put on a small gray cap and said expressionlessly, "You know who I am, so you don't feel like it."

Fang Ji was choked dumb, smiled helplessly, held an oiled paper umbrella, and pulled people out of the inn.

Mo Jin pulled out his hand, grabbed the umbrella again, and said, "Have you ever seen a master hold a servant's hand and give him an umbrella?"

"This... isn't this here yet." Fang Ji couldn't laugh or cry, why bother to be so serious.

"There may be many eyes staring at the places you can't see." Mo Jin said seriously.

"But are you really okay?" Fang Ji hesitated to speak, his eyes filled with worry.

"I'm fine!"

He said he was fine, but he was very awkward, holding an umbrella, gritted his teeth, and walked away, leaving a confused Fang Ji in the rain.

"Hey, wait..."

He said something wrong again, and Fang Ji went crazy.

Mo Jin walked a certain distance, looked back, Fang Ji was still standing there, it was pitiful, Mo Jin stopped, and Fang Ji followed.

"Let's go straight up the mountain?"

"No, let's go and have a look. It suddenly occurred to me that this might be a trap."

Fang Ji's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, he pulled Mo Jin and said, "Why don't you go home."

Mo Jin tilted his head and glanced at Fang Ji, without answering, he just said: "The emperor is very thoughtful, he will not come here so easily, you and I both know that this is dangerous, how could he not know, the foreign troubles have been eliminated, how many people count on him He must have known about death, and what I saw the night before was nothing more than a stand-in covered with a golden mask, your mother should have noticed it, if not, I'm afraid he would have been blown to pieces long ago."

"My mother's target is not the dog emperor alone, but the entire royal family surnamed Wang. She has always advocated cutting grass and roots." Fang Ji lowered his eyelashes, suddenly feeling a little lost.

Mo Jin sensed what was on Fang Ji's mind, tugged at his sleeve, and said softly, "That doesn't include you."

Fang Jihui held that hand and said with a smile, "I know."

"Everyone should go up the mountain today, and I don't know if you and I can get in."

"What if I meet the second prince himself?" Fang Ji frowned, and his voice gradually sank: "This rainy day, I'm afraid it's..."

"What we can think of, so can your mother. It's rainy in spring, those explosives are buried under the altar, and the rest are in the fasting room. Except for King Ming and the third prince, I don't think anyone else will go. On the same day, it was found that the prince said that he was seriously ill and should not travel far, and the empress did not need to go, and it was even more impossible for the second prince to be there."

"That is a serious crime of deceiving the emperor."

"There is still a good reason to want to find a good reason. Besides, the emperor has escaped from the golden cicada. How can the others not know that they are all testing each other, and they are suspicious and guarded against each other. This so-called ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven is a cover. The Jokhang Kingdom has always I don't believe in the theory of gods and ghosts." Mo Jin lowered his eyes and carefully looked at the road under his feet, the road was full of potholes, and muddy water splashed on his clothes.

"Then isn't my mother's plan a waste of time?" Fang Ji thought for a while, and then said: "My mother never does anything without reason, could it be..."

Mo Jin was startled when he heard the words, then raised his head to look at Fang Ji, and suddenly said, "So that's how it is."

"What?" Fang Ji approached with great interest, but what he got was a kiss. Fang Ji smiled brilliantly, like a spring breeze blowing on his face.

The two of them were talking like this while walking towards Wanqiu Mountain. The inn was only a few miles away from Wanqiu Mountain, but they arrived soon. There was a gazebo at the foot of the mountain, and it was full of people.

"Go and have a look." Mo Jin said softly.

Fang Ji nodded, and walked obediently close to Mo Jin.He didn't look like a master no matter what, Mo Jin poked his waist and eyes with his hand, and said in a low voice, "Can you be like a master, you look like a puppy."

"I'm willing." Fang Ji looked down at him, his eyes were soft enough to pinch water, Mo Jin was very helpless, consciously slowed down and let Fang Ji walk ahead.

Fang Ji smiled wryly, raised his body, and walked over naturally.

When I walked in, I realized that the people in the gazebo were all Jianghu people, all of them were full of flesh and blood, and they were vicious, but they did not hide their ferocity.

Fang Ji felt that there was no need to say hello to this group of rough people, and turned his head to leave, but Mo Jin blocked him from behind. Before Fang Ji could react, Mo Jin walked in with his head bowed, respectful He asked, "What's new here, heroes?"

There was silence, and no one answered him.

"Strong man?" Mo Jin called out again.

"Go ahead, join in the fun, don't get in the way!" Finally, a person held a big knife and swung it fiercely at Mo Jin.

Fang Ji quickly pulled Mo Jin to him, and said vigilantly, "Excuse me!" and dragged him away without any explanation.

After walking for a long distance, Fang Ji let go of the person, and said in confusion: "A group of rough people, how about you hurt them?"

Mo Jin half turned his body, the drizzle floated on his brows and eyes, forming a white mist, Mo Jin had a headache and said helplessly, "That's your mother's."

Fang Ji raised his sleeves to wipe away the mist between his brows and eyes.He smiled and said, "That won't work either."

Mo Jin let out a sigh of relief and stopped fighting with him. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "Go to the mountain to see the situation."

"Stop!" The two were stopped by guards as soon as they arrived at the entrance of Wanqiu Mountain. Fang Ji glanced up, and the guards knelt down one after another, "Second Highness!"

"Yeah." Fang Ji was stunned for a moment, and choked out a word.

"But there is no token..." A guard was loyal and responsible, and still refused to let him go.

Fang Ji took out the token that he had snatched from Mrs. Liu that day from his waist, waved it in front of the guard, and put it away before anyone could see it clearly.

"This……"

"Bold!" Mo Jin stepped forward and couldn't help but kick the guard, and the man who kicked fell to the ground, feeling like a dog.

The rest of the guards were as silent as cicadas, and they didn't dare to stop them in the slightest. They shrunk their necks one by one and moved out of the way.

Fang Ji coughed lightly, and said leisurely: "This evil servant is lifelike."

Mo Jin replied: "This master is really exposed."

Fang Ji laughed so hard that he fell down.

"Second Highness, Second Highness!" Two guards followed behind, chattering.

"What's the matter?" Fang Ji stopped in his tracks, his heart skipped a beat, did he really reveal his secrets?

"Second Highness." The two guards stopped a few steps away from Fang Ji, breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "The commander asked the subordinates to ask the Second Highness if he needs to step, there are too many stone steps, and I am afraid that the Second Highness will be troubled. "

Fang Ji suddenly felt that it made sense, but he had never loved these things, so he thought about it and said with a smile: "Sure, let him sit, this... palace to exercise."

"This..." The two guards looked at each other in blank dismay. How could there be a rule in this world where the master walks and the servants enter?

"Look at his small body, he still..."

Before Fang Ji could finish speaking, Mo Jin pinched Fang Ji's back hard, Fang Ji gritted his teeth and kept silent.

Mo Jin took two steps forward, bowed sideways to Fang Ji, and said respectfully, "Thank you for the shirt, Your Highness. It's fine for the little ones. It's better for His Highness to go up the mountain."

The two guards agreed.

Fang Ji was stunned by Mo Jin's behavior, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while. Seeing that Fang Ji was silent, the two guards asked someone to carry them around. The four strong and healthy bearers walked steadily when.

Sitting up and down on that thing, I always felt uncomfortable, and seeing the porters panting and sweating, I felt very uncomfortable.

Mo Jin was holding the umbrella indifferently, Fang Ji had only one idea at this time, to fish up the guy who caused the crime and share it with him.

"Ah Jin..." Fang Ji was about to speak, but Mo Jin raised his eyes and gave him a look, with four large characters written all over his face, "Pay attention to your identity!"

Fang Ji drooped his head, looking sleepy.

At noon, the drizzle stopped suddenly, and it became colder and colder as we reached the top of the mountain, shrouded in clouds and mist, it was wet and cold, Fang Ji took off his fur coat, and said to Mo Jin, "I'm so hot that I'm panicking, this is for you. "

Mo Jin turned around to take it, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the bearer who seemed to be not quite right, with a murderous look in his eyes!

Sure enough, he heard the sound of ropes cracking on the crossbars on both sides of the step.

"Aji! Be careful!"

Before the words were finished, the car was driven back towards the mountain stream, and the four bearers took out shining machetes from their waists.

Fang Ji was baffled by this sudden sudden change. After being jolted by the car for several hours, his mind was at ease, and his reaction was actually half a beat too slow.

Mo Jinfei grabbed Fang Ji's lapel, brought him ashore, and drove the car down the mountain, hit the rocks, torn to pieces and scattered wood.

Before slowing down, the scimitar greeted Fang Ji with all his strength, and it was extremely fierce to kill Fang Ji.

Fang Ji stretched out two fingers to pinch the scimitar lightly, and the tip of the scimitar broke immediately. The bearer's face changed, he picked up half of the scimitar and stabbed it again, but was stabbed between the eyebrows by half of the sharp knife in Fang Ji's hand, and the bearer grinned Randomly waving the broken knife in his hand, just like the black bear that went mad on Lieyan Mountain that day, Fang Ji rolled over, raised his toes and kicked the person down the mountain stream. On the big rock, he lay half-lying in leisure time, holding the double-armed knives in his hands, and the blades were dripping with blood.

"Are you okay?" Fang Ji leaned over, pulled him up and looked at him again and again.

"Where's your black iron sword?" Mo Jin put away his arms and looked at him with scrutiny.

"It's stored in the inn. Isn't this pretending to be the second prince? I didn't dare to take it with me." Fang Ji's mouth twitched, and he said, "How about I go back and get it?"

"No, it's just that it's really troublesome to kill someone without a weapon."

"Who is this who wants to kill me? It seems that I have a lot of enemies." Fang Ji looked at the place where he was kicked off just now, feeling lingering in his heart.

"The second prince they want to kill has nothing to do with you. It's just that they don't know that the second prince is also a man of great martial arts. It's just a few idiots." Mo Jin pulled one corner of his lips and said with a half-smile.

"That's not necessarily true. I almost let this thing fall asleep just now. If it weren't for you, I would have died under the cliff." Fang Ji laughed at himself: "I can't be at ease, I'm easy to fall asleep."

"It should be the third prince's person. A down-and-out prince can't do much. Let's go. If you guess correctly, the emperor should be on the mountain."

"What if my foster father doesn't come?"

"That's what happened."

Fang Ji's drooping pupils moved slightly, and those dark and translucent peach blossom eyes dimmed instantly: "What can happen..."

"I'll know after going up and looking, let's go, don't delay." Mo Jin stopped and stretched out a hand, Fang Ji was startled, and suddenly said: "Don't pay attention to your identity?"

Mo Jin said nothing, took his hand and walked towards the top of the mountain.

There were more guards on the mountain than the day before, one post at three steps and one sentry at five steps, guarding the meditation room like an iron bucket.

"According to this posture, the dog emperor is really here." Fang Ji poked his head out from the stone tablet, and Mo Jin pushed his head back.

The two were curled up at the stone tablet, head to head, shoulder to shoulder, feet touching each other, breathing in each other.

"You..." Mo Jin seemed to have bumped into something that shouldn't be touched, and suddenly felt extremely dangerous.

Fang Ji was so embarrassed that he pulled Mo Jin and flew out without giving anyone a chance to speak again.

"You're crazy!" Mo Jin broke away from Fang Ji's grip.

Fang Ji didn't act recklessly, just in time for the changing of the guards, the two of them flew up to the roof of the meditation room. The two of them had profound skills and were as light as a swallow, so they were not in any danger.

Fang Ji became serious this time. He carefully lifted off a tile on the roof, and saw an old man in a black brocade robe drinking wine while looking at another young man in his arms and muttering to himself : "Like, quite like."

"Yijiu!" Fang Ji recognized that face at a glance, and then looked at the old man with a golden mask, and his obsessed and obscene eyes almost made Fang Ji explode, wishing he could go down and tear that dog emperor into pieces debris.

Mo Jin quickly covered his mouth.

"You and I are risking our lives now, don't be impulsive."

"I've been wanted a long time ago, so it doesn't matter if I have one more!" Fang Ji hugged him and said sullenly.

"who?"

"Catch assassins!"

"How was it discovered?" Fang Ji frowned.

Mo Jin lowered his eyes to look at Fang Ji's bright brocade attire, sighed, and said, "One hundred secrets and one sparse."

The author has something to say:

Stepping is a word I thought of myself,

From the chariot.

Because I don't know what mountaineering was called in ancient times.

Don't get to the bottom of it.

It was already over,

I just found out,

I dug too many holes,

Even I don't know how many chapters there are.

But it should be soon.

I'm pretty much like a reader,

I also didn't know what the plot was when I wrote it.

:-) :-)