fake prince

Chapter 706 Isn't it destiny?

After picking up the man, Bianxuan said goodbye directly, and went to a courtyard in the temple.

This courtyard is located in a remote part of the temple, it is a place where pilgrims stop, there is no one in the courtyard, Bianxuan directly opened the door to enter, and went straight to one of the rooms.

The door of the room was also ajar, and when he opened it, he saw a skinny old monk sitting cross-legged on a futon in the middle of the empty room.

Originally the old monk was sitting with his eyes closed, when Bian Xuan came in, he opened his eyelids and looked over.

"Uncle Master." Bianxuan saluted respectfully.

But then, the two fell into silence.

After a long time, the skinny old monk finally opened his mouth: "Your heart is disturbed."

"Yes, my heart is disturbed." Bianxuan admitted straightforwardly.

He was a little puzzled: "Zhou Xuan is the demon king. Although he has not fully cultivated, but such a big demon suddenly came to Beijing, I am afraid that he is not a good person. Do we really want to cooperate with it?"

The old monk's expression was calm: "The Brahma Dharma is vast, and there is a predestined relationship with Guangdu, and there is a predestined relationship with Chengming King."

He glanced at Bianxuan again: "Besides, even if he wants to do something, we don't need to worry about it. This is the reward that the Great Zheng Dynasty should have."

Bian Xuan showed a puzzled look, and asked: "Uncle Shi, what do you mean by that?"

The old monk did not answer but asked instead: "You, Dao Ji Zicheng, failed in studies and failed the imperial examination several times. He is just a scholar. He is a patrol inspector in the county because of his connections. Only he can seize the opportunity, raise the three-foot sword, and sweep the world?"

"Isn't it destiny?"

Bianxuan said it, but he was very smart and realized immediately, if so, why did he say that, and asked in surprise: "Could it be that Ji Zicheng was able to win the world because of the monster race?"

"At that time, there was a karmic relationship with the Yaozu, so the only way to enter Beijing is to deal with the Yaozu?"

That's right, it wasn't that Da Zheng Chaoben owed the karma to the demon clan, and it was impossible for a quasi-demon king like Zhou Xuan to enter Beijing like this.

After Bianxuan was surprised, he found that the uncle closed his eyes again and stopped talking.

That's what it means to send a guest.

Bianxuan sighed in his heart: "Last time I failed to get closer to Princess Xinping, in the eyes of my uncle, I don't value it much. Since my uncle doesn't want to talk to me anymore, it's meaningless to stay any longer."

Thinking of this, he bowed to the old monk and retreated.

I don’t know when it started to rain outside, the rain was very thin, it was really like the gods were reluctant to rain, tick tock "sprinkling oil".

Spring rain is as expensive as oil, although the rain is not heavy, it can moisten the land.

Bianxuan didn't open an umbrella, just walked like this, for some reason, he walked back to the courtyard where Zhou Xuan lived, and suddenly couldn't help thinking: "I don't know about the Taoist temple outside the city, what about the princess now?"

The former owner of this courtyard is the current Dai Guogong. Unlike many people who are not optimistic about Dai Guogong, Bian Xuan, who has been in contact with this young emperor and grandson several times, has some confidence in Dai Guogong.

You must ask why you have confidence, probably because the words and deeds of the three kings, as well as their talents and abilities, are not as good as the emperor's grandson.

"Unfortunately, he was recognized too late." If he was recognized two years earlier, perhaps the situation of Duke Dai would be much better.

No matter how capable people are, they need time to operate.

"Mr. Zhou?"

One person also walked slowly in the drizzle, and Bianxuan walked a few steps quickly to keep up.

Zhou turned his head to take a look, and smiled: "Master Bianxuan..."

"Mr. Zhou, you don't need to be so polite. I really don't dare to be called a master." Bian Xuan wanted to say that just now.

After hearing this, Zhou Xuan followed suit like a philanthropist: "Then... little master Bianxuan?"

Come on, Bianxuan smiled, and asked: "I don't know where Mr. Zhou is going?"

Zhou Xuan looked at the distance: "Naturally, I want to see the capital. It's not easy to come here. Wouldn't it be a pity not to have a good time seeing the capital?"

"That makes sense." Bianxuan nodded: "How about a little monk as a guide?"

Beijing·Xiuwan Street

The name of this street is related to the Xiuwanfang that existed in the previous dynasty.

Many skilled embroiderers from all over the country gathered here. At the beginning, it was due to the high salary of Xiuwanfang to recruit workers. When embroidery shops opened one after another, the small and medium-sized shops that were not as famous as Xiuwanfang and had many customers patronized them. Embroidery lady.

And after Dazheng entered the capital, this street has basically not changed. It is still a variety of embroidery shops, attracting batch after batch of female relatives who are interested in embroidery.

Zhou Yao is wandering on this street with a female companion at the moment, except for the men who come with their wives and daughters, it is rare to see a single man on this street, and even the assistants and shopkeepers who greet female relatives are mostly women, This also made it possible that after the outbreak of the Lin Yuqing incident, although it had been deserted for a while, it was not hurt.

"Ah Yao, what do you think of this fan?" The female companion who was walking with Zhou Yao pulled Zhou Yao and motioned her to look at a beautiful fan she was pointing at.

In this era, women from poor families can basically do needlework, while daughters of officials and powerful families do not need to do basic needlework, but it is necessary to learn "delicate" female celebrities who are a little difficult to embroider.

Under such circumstances, you can still confidently open a shop to sell embroidery works, which in itself proves the quality of these embroidery works.

Not to mention Xiuwanfang, it is the smaller shops they walked through before, the quality is slightly inferior, but they are all high-quality goods, but they cater to different customer groups. Those shops are aimed at ordinary small officials or ordinary For the female family members of wealthy families, Xiuwanfang is aimed at the female family members of the powerful class or wealthy families.

Looking at the embroidery that her female companion showed her to look at, Zhou Yao looked at it carefully: "It's a boutique."

This is a kind of double-sided embroidery that few people know, because Zhou Yao has only roughly learned embroidery, and is not very interested in it, nor does he recognize what genre it is, but no matter which genre it is, as long as it is double-sided embroidery , must be a rare craft.

The female companion looked at it a little critically, and then cast her eyes on a fan not far away: "Ayao, what do you think of this?"

At this moment, Zhou Yao's ears moved, and she was startled, as if she was listening.

"Ayao, Ayao?" Asked twice, seeing that Zhou Yao didn't respond, the female companion looked over puzzled, and saw that Zhou Yao was suddenly stunned.

"Huh?" Zhou Yao came back to her senses.

"Ayao, why are you so absent-minded, are you thinking about someone?" the female companion asked with a smile.

Zhou Yao shook her head: "Nothing."

This is the mysterious female voice speaking again.

But although the two of them are not very good close friends, they can be regarded as frequent friends, and they are cousins ​​with a little distant relationship. When she heard this answer, Zhou Yao knew that she must not believe it. .

On weekdays, Zhou Yao might have explained a few more words, but when she heard the news just now, she felt a little anxious, and seeing that it had aroused her suspicion, she simply bid farewell to her.

"Sorry, it suddenly occurred to me that I still have something to do. Let's take a step first and hang out with you some other day, okay?"

The female companion was a little displeased, and only smiled brightly: "What's the matter? I have something urgent to do, just go quickly."

(End of this chapter)