"That's the kid. I always felt he looked familiar, but I couldn't remember who he looked like. I didn't expect to meet him at Jiyuan Temple by chance."
After a group of young men left the main hall, another group of people walked out from the side and stood at the entrance of the main hall.
One of the men, who looked to be in his thirties, elegant yet heroic, looked at Yan Cheng's back and spoke.
Coincidentally, just as the man finished speaking, one of the young men who had walked away suddenly turned around.
Two pairs of eyes with similar shapes but completely different emotions stared at each other from a distance.
Although he is still young, he can foresee a young boy with a stunning appearance in the future and he smiled brightly.
Like the red sun hanging high in the sky, illuminating the world.
You look so good!
People who saw this smile thought the same thing.
After the boy left, the man became even more confused.
"Logically, I should have never forgotten a face like that, but... huh? Zhao Xing? Yeah! That child looks a bit like Zhao Xing, especially in profile."
The young man next to him called him "Father". As he spoke, he turned his head and saw that his son still had amazement in his eyes. His voice suddenly stopped and he suddenly realized.
As someone involved in the matter, he felt that the young man looked familiar, but he never thought that he was someone close to him.
He first saw the strange boy, and then saw his very familiar son. The moment he compared the two faces, he instantly understood.
The two boys are about 50% similar.
If the two were put together, others would definitely think they were related by blood.
He stroked his chin and thought for a while, and felt that it was unlikely that the young man was from the Qu family. Yulin Prefecture was not the territory of any vassal king. It was close to the southwest border and was not as wealthy as the capital. The royal family should not come here.
It's just a coincidence. There are people in the world who look alike but are not related by blood.
It's just a chance acquaintance, don't take it to heart. You probably won't have the chance to meet again in the future.
He thought about it and teased his son, "Zhao Xing, that boy is better looking than you. You used to boast about being handsome, but now you know there are always people who are better than you."
Qu Zhaoxing, who had just hidden the surprise in his eyes, raised his eyebrows with an unclear expression, thinking about the androgynous look of the young man just now.
The answer was irrelevant to the question: "I think the boy's eyes are very similar to my father's."
The man's playful smile froze on his face.
"Judging from the appearance of the young man, he is about ten years old. My father has been stationed in the southwest for over ten years. Yulin Prefecture is close to the southwestern border, and Master Huineng is also here. If my father visited Yulin Prefecture ten years ago, it is not impossible that he had sex with a woman."
"Zhaoxing!"
Qu Zhaoxing turned a deaf ear to his father's angry whispers, put his hands around his shoulders, and looked nonchalant.
"Now that I'm gone, father will be able to take your beloved son home. Without me in the southwest to bother you, I'm sure you and your son will be able to live in harmony."
That woman had always wanted a son. She would be so happy to have such a big and white son.
The young man's back completely disappeared in the sunlight. Qu Zhaoxing smiled sarcastically. He was going to the capital as a hostage, but they wanted to reunite as a family of three. It was really interesting.
Perhaps his death would be more satisfying for them, so that the position of crown prince could be given to someone else.
"Zhao Xing, I don't know that boy at all."
The King of Chu explained weakly, but when he saw Qu Zhaoxing's indifferent expression, he knew that his son did not believe him, and a deep sense of powerlessness enveloped him.
Han Tai couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't bear to see the fragile expression of his cousin who was called the God of War by outsiders. His cousin was obviously able to handle external relations well, but he couldn't get along well with his only son.
He pushed the King of Chu aside and stood before the young man, raising his finger and saying, "Zhao Xing, you are my only son. Seriously! I swear."
Qu Zhaoxing snorted loudly: "You are his cousin, so naturally you are on his side."
"But I'm also your cousin."
"You are his cousin first, and then my uncle."
A monk wearing a cassock and with a shiny and round head, who looked like a high-level monk, walked out from the corridor. Qu Zhaoxing took a look at him and decisively refused to continue communicating with Han Tai.
He turned around and called on a few trembling confidants to go and welcome Master Huineng. Everyone was gathered and it was time for him to set off for the capital.
Those who came from the capital to convey the imperial edict and to monitor the real Qu Zhaoxing's coming to the capital as a hostage had been waiting outside Jiyuan Temple for a long time and were now impatient.
The young and handsome eunuch repeatedly brought words of urging.
Their mission was not only to bring the Prince of Chu, Qu Zhaoxing, back to the capital, but also to send the famous and accomplished monk Huineng from Jiyuan Temple to Kaiyuan Temple in the capital.
Jiyuan Temple and Kaiyuan Temple are of the same lineage and are actually one family. Master Huineng was first ordained as a monk in Kaiyuan Temple, and later went to Jiyuan Temple. It is normal for him to return to Kaiyuan Temple now.
The most important thing is that the emperor wanted him to return to Kaiyuan Temple.
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Because of the emperor's suspicion and jealousy, his only son had to be taken to the capital as a hostage. He didn't know how many years it would take for him to see his son again. The King of Chu felt very sad.
Although this only son is very rebellious and often makes him so angry that he is on the verge of vomiting blood, he is still his only son.
Although the son did not express any dissatisfaction with going to Beijing, and even said that the southwest was boring and he had long wanted to leave the southwest to live in a more prosperous place, how could his father not understand his son?
He only brought a few of his own people to the capital. How could this young man, who was still six or seven years away from coming of age, be so careless and not take anything seriously?
But he never showed his anxiety on the surface. His stubborn pride did not allow him to show his weakness or allow others to worry about him.
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