I Was an Abbot in Ancient Times

Out of the city, all the way to Kyoto, Liu Xingyu's carriage followed Lin Zhao closely.

Ever since he knew that Lin Zhao was going to Kyoto, he eagerly invited Lin Zhao to go on the road together.

Because of the Xuenv matter, he was no longer as fearless as before, and he was somewhat courteous towards Lin Zhao, an expert who was as calm and comfortable as ordinary people negotiating with spirits and monsters.

The gate of Kyoto city.

"My son is out to play and returned to Beijing!" The guard at the gate of the city greeted him cordially and enthusiastically.

Lin Zhao raised his eyebrows, Master?

"Oh, brother Lin hasn't introduced the identity of the young master to you yet. My father is Prince Yu, the uncle of His Majesty the Emperor."

In fact, Lin Zhao is one year younger than Liu Xingyu, but in order to show his admiration for his abilities, Liu Xingyu insisted on calling him brother.

After Liu Xingyu briefly explained his identity, when he heard that Lin Zhao planned to stay in a hotel, he couldn't help but drag him back to his house.

Lin Zhao didn't stubbornly refuse either, where should he live?

However, why do you send so many clothes and hats to your room.

"Brother Lin, I've wanted to tell you since the first time I saw you. Your outfit is too shabby, and people will look down on you if you come to seek relatives like this. Those maids are the most snobbish."

Liu Xingyu was very concerned about his attire, and the savage suit was too eye-catching for a young man like him who pursued life.

After enduring all the way, when he got home, he could help Brother Lin take off the suit.

Forget about the clothes, Lin Zhao resolutely refused to let him change the hat for him, so he managed to avoid being taken off and directly revealing his identity.

"I understand, I understand! Don't worry, brother Lin, I won't laugh at you, isn't it just bald? It's normal, and there are teenagers with bald heads."

"Don't push, I will change it myself, you go out first!" After pushing Liu Xingyu out of the room, Lin Zhao was relieved, he was afraid of people like Liu Xingyu.

Once you decide on something, you will rush forward no matter what, completely disregarding other people's feelings or looking at other people's eyes.

But, he couldn't stand the dreadlocked feather hat, so he changed to a bowler hat and adjusted his wig, so he finally looked much more pleasing to the eye.

Walking out the door, Liu Xingyu looked at Lin Zhao and said, "Brother Lin, you can show your original handsomeness like this!"

"Actually, I went out this time to find medicine for my prince's cousin. His illness has been repeated, and he couldn't be cured for a long time.

I suspect...so I want Brother Lin to go and see him with me. "

Lin Zhao mused, the crown prince was sick for a long time, and he was assassinated again...

"Okay, I'll go take a look with you."

The prince has been recuperating in the other courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing since his illness. Lin Zhao followed Liu Xingyu through the corridor of the other courtyard, bypassing a screen wall, and came to the prince's room.

The prince was half leaning on the couch, and upon hearing the announcement from the manager, he beckoned them to come in.

"Xingyu, you only came back in half a year, isn't Prince Gong angry?"

There was a gentle smile on the prince's face, and his pale complexion had a sense of clarity. His whole figure was like a piece of jade that had been carefully polished and treasured for many years.

"Angry, why aren't you angry? He was almost pressed down on me and beaten with a stick."

"Haha...cough cough!" The prince smiled and started coughing, and kept coughing non-stop, as if he wanted to cough up his lungs.

Liu Xingyu was anxiously looking for a cup and a water bottle.

There were light and quick steps outside, and a woman in a blue and white dress came in with a bowl of soup and medicine.

Smooth blue silk like a waterfall, the hairpin on the head trembles slightly as you walk

.

After paying respects to Liu Xingyu and Lin Zhao, the woman came to the side of the couch and squatted halfway.

"Your Highness, moisturize your lungs."

He scooped up a spoonful of decoction and handed it to the prince's pale lips. The light brown liquid slowly flowed into the prince's throat and lungs to calm the uncontrollable oxygen.

After drinking the soup, the prince's flushed face and heaving chest slowly returned to calm, and he smiled at the woman.

"Banyan Tree, your soup is getting better and better."

The woman named Banyan just smiled lightly.

Liu Xingyu said: "I brought back a lot of medicines this time, and they are all famous medicines for curing coughs in the Southland. You can try the prince's cousin."

The prince nodded: "Xingyu has a heart."

While they were talking, Lin Zhao carefully observed the prince's aura with intelligent eyesight.

He found that his purple air was dyed with some red, not **** red, but pinkish red, which was somewhat similar to Peach Blossom Evil but not, like a precursor that Peach Blossom Evil had not yet formed.

It can even be regarded as luck.

Then the problem comes, this little luck is not enough to affect the prince's health.

"How is Brother Lin?" Liu Xingyu asked directly after he came out.

Lin Zhao shook his head at him, "I don't see any problem, it may be a difficult disease that is difficult to treat."

Liu Xingyu frowned.

Seeing this, Lin Zhao comforted him, "The way of heaven has no relatives, and it is always with good people. The prince has compassion, benevolence, righteousness and affection, and he will be safe and worry-free."

Liu Xingyu stretched his face when he heard the words, and said: "Brother Lin said so, the cousin of the prince will definitely get better. The cousin has taken care of me since he was a child. I hope he can always be safe."

At night, the stone lanterns on the path in the garden light up, and you walk along the light to a small pavilion with gurgling water.

Here, the flowing water on the small bridge is constantly rushing, and several famous actors around the pavilion are playing musical instruments at a certain distance. It is safest to discuss secret matters in such an environment.

Qin Zhou poured a cup of Zhuangyuanhong and pushed it to the opposite person, who picked up the wine bottle and drank it down in one gulp.

The candlelight slanted, illuminating his face.

With a hooked nose, narrow and long eyes, and a mighty appearance, this man is Pang Zhao, the chief general of the Western Army.

"Success depends on the sky, and people plan things. What Qin Xiang said, he only listens to his ears."

In a few days, it will be the Longevity Festival, and all the dignitaries and nobles in the capital are seriously preparing to express themselves in front of the emperor and leave a good impression.

Liu Xingyu also whispered in Lin Zhao's ear all day that he didn't know what gift to prepare.

Longevity Day, the emperor's birthday.

"I heard that a minister has prepared a 100-gun salute. On that day, the sky will be full of fireworks, dazzling. You can't just let him steal the show."

"Then how are you going to show off?"

"What do you think of the flying show?"

"It's too difficult. If something happens, it won't end well."

"What about tiger juggling?"

"Why do you have to test on the edge of danger?"

"Because these are the most exciting and eye-catching."

"If you don't die, you won't die. I advise you to give up these thoughts."

"Then what gift do I want to give!!"

Liu Xingyu started to go crazy, and Lin Zhao was so annoyed by his twittering, in order to find something to do away with this person who was pestering him all day long, so that he could investigate some things, he had to help out with ideas:

"I have a juggling trick I learned from a traveling trader called Magic that should make you stand out."

Lin Zhao showed him the Great Transformation, and instilled some knowledge of modern dance art in him, which made Liu Xingyu dizzy, called it wonderful, and then ran to fix those things as he wished.

After getting away, Lin Zhao's first thought was to inquire about the minister who prepared the salute and fireworks.

He always felt that someone would cause trouble on Longevity Day. This premonition came out of nowhere, but it helped him avoid disaster many times.

And the best time to make troubles on the Longevity Festival is the moment when the fireworks and guns are fired, everyone's attention is drawn away, and all voices are covered up.

So Lin Zhao's first object of suspicion was the minister.

Of course, there is also the treacherous prime minister, Qin Zhou. As soon as he entered Beijing, he asked Huitong to stare at the Qin residence.

Lin Zhao stared at it for a few days, but found nothing abnormal, and there was no hidden plot that the salutes and fireworks turned out to be explosives. While he was relieved, his inner doubts grew.

I can't see anything clearly like this, I know there is something lurking under the deep black water of the lake, and it feels really uncomfortable to be able to do nothing but wait.

Huitong also said that these days Qin Zhou didn't see any unusual behaviors other than going up and down to deal with official affairs, and he didn't see him meeting with other officials to discuss any conspiracy, which was very normal.

It's so normal, it makes people feel weird. Lin Zhao frowned. Wouldn't he be thinking about how to use the name of the Longevity Festival to collect money and bribes?

It's so out of his style.

Qin Zhou's greed for wealth and wealth is to the extent that children on the street will sing nursery rhymes and satire.

For a while, Lin Zhao had no idea, so he had to ask Huitong to keep watching his every move.

He has also considered the worst case, Qin Zhou may not succeed.

After all, he sent an extremely lethal secret weapon to the emperor.

On the day of Longevity Day, Lin Zhao asked Liu Xingyu to bring him into the palace as a servant on the grounds that he wanted to see the world.

The Longevity Festival is very lively. The first part is that the princes and officials bring congratulations and gifts to the emperor to celebrate his birthday.

There are more people presenting gifts, so the time for this link will be longer.

Soon it was the minister's turn to present the salute and fireworks.

The salute was fired, and dazzling and beautiful fireworks bloomed in the sky, which dazzled people and shocked everyone's hearts.

Generally, after the birthday celebration, the emperor would reward the officials according to their ranks, but Lin Zhao found that Qin Zhou didn't know where to go after presenting the gifts.

When everyone's eyes and attention were attracted by the fireworks, they left quietly.

The 100-gun salute and fireworks will take a long time, which is enough time for some people to get things done.

Lin Zhao stared closely at the palace servants around him to see if they were doing anything unusual.

In such a huge palace, these low-level palace people are often the first to notice the trouble, just like small animals in the wild, they have extremely high vigilance and keen perception.

Sure enough, Lin Zhao noticed that a palace official stomped a few steps anxiously, his eyes were not looking at the dazzling fireworks above his head, but he was looking around.

Seeing him slipping away from the crowd, Lin Zhao followed quietly. He had a hunch that following this little fish would definitely get the answer he wanted.

All the way through the brightly lit place, the bustling sounds gradually disappeared, and the surrounding environment became remote and quiet.

Xiao Gongren walked through a hole in the wall covered by weeds and came to a yard overgrown with weeds.

Lin Zhao hesitated for a while by the hole in the wall. If he went in and was caught by someone inside, he would be finished.

But if you don't go in, how can you know their plot?

While hesitating, a voice came from the other side of the wall.

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