Liu Song Hanque

Chapter 60

After Liu Yizhen came out with Pei Fangming's monks, all the monks looked at them nervously.

Pei Fangming moved the most swiftly, and directly stepped forward to snatch the sharp blades of the two Hu monks and crush them under his body.

All the monks looked gloomy when they saw this scene.

They knew that this was a compromise made by the monk and the director.

"Amitabha."

The monk guide gave a call to many monks.

"Everyone, let's go."

Many monks were all angry, but they didn't know what the monks really meant.

Seeing that the crowd did not leave, the monk guide said again: "There will be no more big temples from now on, everyone please go back."

This time the monks understood, and looked at the monk guide with incredulous eyes.

"Master?"

Several young novice monks cried out, and it was obvious that they were the disciples of the monk.

The monk looked at their faces full of vigor, and after thinking of what Liu Yizhen said in his heart, he couldn't help but lamented the seriousness of his sins again.

Young people are in their prime of life.

At this time, they should have been high-spirited and scolded Fang Qiu.

Instead of being trapped in a Dharma hall, accompanied by an ancient Buddha with blue lights, dealing with three thousand worries.

"Amitabha."

The monk put his palms together again, silently thinking about his sins.

He turned to look at Liu Yizhen: "Master, can you give me some time. I need to have a good chat with them."

"Master, please."

Liu Yizhen is very upset now, and he is happy to see that the monk guide wants to stay.

After descending the mountain, Du Ji ran over cheerfully: "Mr. Guiyang, do you want to raid the house?"

Liu Yizhen nodded.

"Follow me to Wang Xiu's mansion, and the soldiers will let them go back."

Du Ji's excited face just now froze.

Wang Xiu?

Du Ji looked at Pei Fangming with questioning eyes, but Pei Fangming also shook his head in confusion.

Liu Yizhen and others returned to Chang'an soon, and when they were about to go directly to Wang Xiu, Du Ji grabbed Liu Yizhen.

"Mr. Guiyang...do you really want to wear this?"

Liu Yizhen is still wearing armor now.

Wearing such a suit to Wang Xiu's house during the non-war period, the ghost knows what kind of messy rumors will spread in Chang'an.

Liu Yizhen couldn't help being even more troubled when he saw Du Ji's reminder.

If it was in the past, Liu Yizhen would have nothing to wear to find Wang Xiu.

But not anymore.

Chang'an really changed, and Liu Yizhen had to change too.

Liu Yizhen's face was cloudy and uncertain, but in the end he returned to his mansion first.

Even in order to comply with "rituals".

Liu Yizhen had no choice but to send someone to submit an invitation to Wang Xiu's mansion in his own name, so that the process could be considered complete.

By the time Liu Yizhen could go to see Wang Xiu, it was already evening.

Walk out of the mansion and board the carriage to Wang Xiu's mansion.

This road is not very long, and Liu Yizhen has been here many times.

But this time it felt very strange.

Liu Yizhen got out of the carriage after arriving at the place, but saw Wang Xiu standing at the door alone, there were no servants and servants around him, only him wearing a plain blue dark coat against the door.

There were no lighting lamps in front of Wang Xiu's mansion, and only the moonlight was pouring on the two of them at this moment.

Neither of them moved, they just looked into each other's eyes.

Wang Xiu could read anger, bewilderment, and doubt in Liu Yizhen's eyes.

But when Liu Yizhen looked at Wang Xiu, he found that the other party was still as usual, as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

"call."

Liu Yizhen exhaled a mouthful of mist, which was especially thick in the cold weather, gradually preventing the two from seeing each other.

"go in."

Wang Xiu turned around slowly, his originally firm back seemed to be a little bent.

Liu Yizhen followed Wang Xiu all the way through the courtyard and into the house.

Wang Xiu's house was the same as his courtyard, deserted and deserted, without any decoration, just a desk, a few boxes for storage and a bed.

At this time, Wang Xiu was already sitting cross-legged on the bed, in front of him was a small jujube wood table, on which was a small stove licking the wine jug above it with flames.

Wang Xiu picked up the jug and poured two cups of warm wine, one in front of him and the other opposite.

"Mr. Guiyang, please sit down."

Liu Yizhen raised his hem, stepped onto the bed and sat down on his knees. Instead of looking at Wang Xiu, he stared at the flames constantly dancing in the stove.

"Guiyang..."

"Wang Changshi think it through before we speak."

At this time, Liu Yizhen's eyebrows were no longer playing around like before. Although he was still small, his power and influence were much higher than Wang Xiu's at this time.

Wang Xiu raised the wine glass with both hands, swallowed the fine wine in the glass without saying a word, and then tilted the empty wine glass to Liu Yizhen to see.

Liu Yizhen's expression softened a little.

What Wang Xiu meant was that there should be nothing to hide in today's dialogue.

Liu Yizhen sat down on his knees and was a bit taller than Wang Xiu who was sitting cross-legged. He looked down at Wang Xiu.

"Did you leave me the matter of Hu Monk in the great temple?"

"Yes, this case happened as early as half a month ago. I suppressed this matter and waited for Duke Guiyang to return to Guanzhong."

"Since when did you decide to do this?"

Wang Xiu's eyes were a little blurred.

"Maybe it was when Duke Guiyang put on a cloak for me, maybe it was when Duke Guiyang got drunk and said he believed in me, Wang Xiu, or maybe it was when Duke Guiyang promised me to see the prosperous Chang'an with my own eyes."

Liu Yizhen smiled wryly after hearing this, and instead of maintaining the uncomfortable posture of kneeling, he sat down facelessly, with his legs spread apart and leaning against the wall behind him.

"Wang Xiu, Wang Xiu."

He didn't ask Wang Xiu's purpose, because they all knew it well.

Liu Yizhen took the wine glass on the table and drank it down, feeling unspeakably depressed.

"Wang Xiu, have you ever thought about what if you make a wrong bet?"

If Liu Yizhen didn't follow the direction Wang Xiu designed for him, or if Liu Yizhen retreated halfway, Wang Xiu would never end well.

Wang Xiu looked at Liu Yizhen very presumptuously, without the slightest restraint in his usual life.

"Will the Guiyang Guild lose?"

"I lost, but I will no longer be an official in this life, and it is difficult to realize my ambitions. I will end up depressed."

"But what about Duke Guiyang?"

Wang Xiu looked at Liu Yizhen playfully.

"From the moment Duke Guiyang returned to Guanzhong, Duke Guiyang should have realized this."

"The Taiwei's love for Duke Guiyang, Duke Guiyang's military achievements, and Duke Guiyang's reputation in guarding Guanzhong..."

"These seem to be Duke Guiyang's reliance, but once the Taiwei really changes his fate, after his death, these will be Duke Guiyang's reminders."

"It's not that I'm forcing Duke Guiyang, but that Duke Guiyang is forcing himself."

"If Duke Guiyang left Guanzhong immediately after Helian Bobo's attack, he might become the second King Chenliu."

"but now……"

What Wang Xiu meant was obvious.

He was telling Liu Yizhen that it was all your own fault, otherwise you could still return to the south and be an idle prince.

Liu Yizhen was a little helpless.

He doesn't know this?

But the problem is that in history, I lost Guanzhong and still did not escape the murderous hands.

From the beginning to the end, Liu Yizhen's fate was never in his own hands.

(End of this chapter)