The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 398 Invite Second Master to Taste the Twelve Dishes of Dali Temple
Qing Moyan ordered someone to bring the second young master to the inner room.

The second young master was crying, and even more so after being untied.

Qing Moyan sat on the chair calmly, her eyes were a little gloomy.

Ru Xiaonan thoughtfully poured hot tea for Qing Moyan and brought it to him.

Qing Moyan hooked the corners of his mouth towards her, as usual, but she noticed that his eyes were full of frost.

Xuanyu brought in several wooden boxes and threw them on the ground.

Qing Moyan pointed to the box and asked the second young master, "Is this what you brought?"

Ru Xiaonan stretched her head to take a look, and saw some fabrics and some rough porcelain in the box.

The second young master shrank his neck and let out an aggrieved "Oh".

"Who asked you to deliver something?"

"It's father." The second young master insisted.

Qing Moyan was silent for a while, lowering her head and slowly sipping hot tea.

The second young master peeked at Qing Moyan, and Ru Xiaonan caught a flash of uneasiness from his expression.

Qing Moyan drank the tea slowly and put down the cup, "What did the prince say when he sent you here?"

The second young master suddenly raised his head, his astonished expression was as if he had eaten a dead fly in his mouth.

Ru Xiaonan almost laughed out loud.

Just because of this, the city government still wants to come to Dali Temple to cheat people?It is he who cheated himself first.

Qing Moyan said lightly, "Tell me, what benefits does the crown prince promise you, so that you can come and die?"

"No...I didn't..." The second young master stammered, with thin beads of sweat appearing from his temples.

When he arrived, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this matter. With the crown prince covering him, what was he afraid of?
Even if something happens, Qing Moyan can't do anything to him.

But seeing Qing Moyan sitting there leisurely, looking at him coldly as before, the second young master suddenly felt a little uncertain.

What kind of person Qing Moyan is, he knows better than anyone else.

Since childhood, this elder brother has always protected him growing up, even if there is any happiness or anger, he never shows it on his face.

"Brother, I didn't..." Subconsciously, he still used the previous address.

Qing Moyan stood up, shaking the hem of her clothes, as if it was covered with dust.

"Xuanyu." He called out.

Xuanyu appeared at the door, standing with hands down.

"Find two people to come over and take good care of this master." Qing Moyan said lightly, and at the same time stretched out her hand to grab Ru Xiaonan and walked out.

Xuanyu glanced at the second young master, a look of disdain flitted across the corner of her mouth.

What wait?
Ru Xiaonan looked back curiously.

"No!" Seeing Qing Moyan leaving, the second young master hurried over, trying to stop Qing Moyan's footsteps.

Xuanyu stretched out her hand nimbly, blocked him directly, and pushed him back onto the chair.

"Second Master, don't worry, I'll call someone in later to serve you well."

"Brother, my father really sent me here." The second young master yelled towards the door.

At this time, Qing Moyan had already brought Ru Xiaonan into the study.

"What an idiot." Qing Moyan cursed in a low voice.

Ru Xiaonan followed with a smile, "It's a good thing he's not your real brother."

Qing Moyan shook her head helplessly, went behind the screen to take off the outer official uniform, and changed into a brocade robe.

"Yu Yuanjun wasn't hurt, right?" Ru Xiaonan asked.

"Fortunately, I arranged for him to have some good skills, but he suffered some scratches, and let Changhen go to read it." Qing Moyan sat down and took out the pen and ink, and began to write the notes.

When such a thing happened, it was natural for the emperor to know.

"Is it true that the crown prince arranged for people to assassinate Yu Yuanjun?" Ru Xiaonan sat across the table with her chin resting on her hand.

"Is there any difference?" Qing Mo asked without raising her head.

"Of course there is a difference. If the prince did it, it would be brotherhood!"

Qing Moyan chuckled, "Born in the royal family, which emperor didn't ascend to the throne of God after fratricide."

"But such an honest assassination is too much." Ru Xiaonan dissatisfied, "And Yu Yuanjun has already been locked up, why take his life?"

Qing Moyan paused, "The prince's actions are a bit extreme, but even if I hand over the paper, he will not admit that he instigated this matter."

Ru Xiaonan was puzzled, "Then why did he send the Second Young Master here?"

Qing Moyan's eyes darkened, "I want him to die, but also to warn me that I can't be used by him..."

Ru Xiaonan shivered.

Qing Moyan looked up at her, "Are you scared?"

"I won't be afraid!" Ru Xiaonan said bravely, "Besides... Besides, it's useless to be afraid."

Qing Moyan smiled, "That's right, I'm afraid, it's useless and can't solve any problems."

Qing Moyan lowered her head and continued to write his notes, while the second young master howled miserably from time to time in the inner room.

"Brother... my father really sent me here..."

Ru Xiaonan was a little curious about what Qing Moyan said about "serving".

But Qing Moyan didn't let her go into the inner room to see, she could only sit here and listen.

After almost a stick of incense, the voice in the inner room gradually decreased.

Ru Xiaonan twisted her body anxiously, "Qing Moyan, the second young master won't be killed by Xuanyu and the others, right?"

"No." Qing Moyan said lightly, "Xuanyu and the others know that they will not serve him to death."

Ru Xiaonan whispered secretly.

In the inner room, someone locked the second young master's two arms from behind, pulled him backwards and tilted his head, lying on the back of the chair.

"It's a pity, I don't have a chance to let the second master taste the twelve dishes of our Dali Temple." One person said.

The second young master kept struggling while looking at them blankly.

What exactly do they want to do to him, what twelve dishes? Didn't Qing Moyan say that they want to "serve" him? If he understands well, they want to show him some color.

Xuanyu hugged her shoulders, "With Second Master's small body, I'm afraid I can't bear twelve dishes, so let's use some light side dishes instead."

Hearing this, the second young master was terrified.

Only then did he realize that the twelve dishes they mentioned were not about inviting him to dinner, but about torture in the prison of Dali Temple.

"Get the quilt over here and wrap him up." Xuanyu ordered.

Soon someone came over with a quilt, folded it into several folds, and covered him.

Xuanyu took out a stick from nowhere.

"After a while, if the second master is in severe pain, just call out, and the beating through the quilt will never leave any injuries. Don't worry, the second master, even if the doctor comes to check the injury, the problem will not be found."

Xuanyu hit the second young master hard in the stomach.

There was a "bang", but there was not much movement.

The second young master's eyeballs protruded from the beating, and he almost bit off his tongue.

Xuanyu only hit once and then stopped, sneering, "I forgot to inform the second master in advance, when the subordinates hit, they will use internal force, almost as long as a dozen sticks go down, all the internal organs can be smashed."

The second young master's hairs stood on end.

He struggled recklessly, "You can't touch me, I'm from Qinghou Mansion, if you dare to beat me, Lord Hou won't let you off!"

Xuanyu snorted softly, "Second Master, don't panic, we won't smash your internal organs here, we will keep some sense, and you have injured your lungs before, and the blood will fill your lungs after the internal organs are ruptured. , I'll drown you at that time, even the old Marquis will only think that your old injuries have flared up, and besides, he is busy repairing the imperial tomb, and when he comes back, your body will have been completely cold. "

(End of this chapter)