Just after Xu Tianze and Long Musi finalized the ownership of Long Yi and Long Er, Ma Zheng also came back, but Ma Zheng's face was four parts weird, three parts puzzled, and three parts relieved.
"Your Highness, Young Master, that young monk said Master Yun is not receiving guests today." Ma Zheng simply repeated the young monk's words, "We have a distinguished guest today, and Master Yun said he will not be receiving other guests today. Please leave on your own."
"Distinguished guest?" Xu Tianze/Long Musi
"Who is that distinguished guest? I have never heard of him before." Long Musi spoke first. He had inquired about him before coming here. This Master Yun was just an ordinary person today.
He did not reveal any news about the arrival of a distinguished guest, otherwise he would not have brought Xu Tianze to visit him today, and would not have made a trip out in vain.
"But is there someone coming from the palace?" Xu Tianze interrupted directly.
The carriages coming and going were all beautifully decorated with the logos of various families. A quick glance would reveal that those coming and going were all dignitaries. Xu Tianze even saw the figures of Jiang Xue and Song Yu, but they were not discovered because they were standing at the back.
Among this group of dignitaries, only those from the palace can be called nobles.
"Is it possible that the young master was talking about us?" Ma Zheng scratched his head. He just paused for a moment, but who knew that His Highness and Master Xu would start thinking divergently.
Xu Tianze and Long Musi were speechless when they heard what Ma Zheng said. Couldn't he have said it earlier? He made them guess blindly.
Then Ma Zheng stretched out his hand and took out the paper ball in his palm. Long Musi picked up the paper ball and went back into the carriage. Xu Tianze stayed and looked around. When he found that no one was paying attention to them, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he angrily poked Ma Zheng's head with his finger: "Brother Ma, you are so powerful in martial arts, when can you spare some of your brain? Can you take out something like this in public?"
Is there any self-awareness? Xu Tianze suspected more than once that Long Musguang had hired a martial arts master for Ma Zheng, but hadn't taught him anything else.
If Long Musi knew what Xu Tianze was thinking, he would definitely say that he was wronged. It was not that he did not invite him, it was the same whether he invited him or not. No one knew how many teachers had been driven away by Ma Zheng.
In the end, there was really no other way, so Long Musi even went to teach Ma Zheng himself. The result can be imagined. He was so angry that he decided to give up and only teach martial arts.
Ma Zheng chuckled. He knew he was in the wrong, but his hands always acted faster than his brain in these kinds of situations, so he had no other choice.
"Forget it, it's not the first or second time." Xu Tianze was also a little helpless. It was not the first day that he knew about Ma Zheng's silly character. So he went back to the carriage and followed Long Musi to see what was written on the paper ball.
As soon as Xu Tianze sat down, he saw Long Musi sitting there drinking tea, and there were some unburned scraps of paper in the small stove.
The red light from the burning scraps seemed to be burning his brain, making him forget what he was going to do for a moment. By the time he reacted, the last bit of paper had burned out.
"Long, Mu, Si." Xu Tianze gritted his teeth and called out Long Mu Si's name. He looked like a resentful woman who had been alone in an empty room for more than ten years.
Long Musi was frightened by Xu Tianze's appearance, but he still pretended to be calm and stroked his sleeves, then shouted to Ma Zheng and Long Yi outside the carriage: "Turn around and go to Xiangguo Temple."
Then Ma Zheng and Long Yi looked at each other, ignored the cries of pain coming from the carriage, and turned the carriage towards Xiangguo Temple with an expressionless face.
When the people around saw that Master Yun was indeed not welcoming guests, some of them turned their carriages around and prepared to leave, so Xu Tianze and his companions' carriage was not very noticeable.
But no matter how inconspicuous the carriage was, it could not escape the eyes of someone with a keen eye. Song Yu lost sight of the figure and felt a little anxious.
"Since Master Le Yun doesn't want to see guests, you can go back. I still have things to do, so I'll leave first." Song Yu looked at Jiang Xue beside him with a normal expression, but the hatred in his eyes could not be concealed.
"My dear husband, what's the matter?" Jiang Xue concealed the resentment in her eyes and acted like a well-behaved child.
It's not that she didn't see the disgust and hatred in Song Yu's eyes, but now that things have come to this, she is not the type to complain. As long as the Jiang family does not fall, even if Song Yu and the old Duke of Zhenguo hate her, they cannot divorce her.
"What I want to do has nothing to do with you." Song Yu snorted coldly, not trying to hide his displeasure at all: "Jiang Xue, remember, since you can do such a thing, don't expect me to treat you well."
After saying this, Song Yu felt that his expression was not obvious enough, so he added: "Don't push me too far, or I will give it to your most beloved brother. I believe he will be extremely satisfied."
"I promised to accompany you. I have already done it. If you cause any trouble again, don't blame me for not remembering our friendship."
After Song Yu finished speaking, he grabbed a horse, mounted it, and turned to leave, his back looking a little hurried.
Jiang Xue raised her head and stared at Song Yu's back with deep and profound eyes, trying to find a hole in Song Yu's back.
"How can the prince say that? After all, you are his wife, married with the three letters and six ceremonies." Cuizhu stood up for Jiang Xue.
Their wives begged for a long time before they got the old Duke of Zhenguo's permission to leave the house, but the prince just followed them on horseback when he came out and didn't even get in the carriage.
Now he just left on his own, abandoning their wives. What kind of husband is this?
Jiang Xue's mood was not affected by Cuizhu's words. She had no idea when her heart had stopped resting on Song Yu.
"This engagement is a political marriage. How could he treat me sincerely when he already has a sweetheart?" Jiang Xue's tone was cold. "What's more, now that his sweetheart appears before him again, why would he care about anything else?"
When Cuizhu heard this, she opened her mouth to comfort her wife, but nothing came out. Instead, her eyes became sore.
Jiang Xue turned around and saw Cuizhu's eyes were red. She shook her head with a look of heartache and helplessness, then imitated Xu Tianze and poked Cuizhu's shiny forehead.
"You, your wife has her own way of living, why do you have to worry about it?"
Cuizhu's forehead turned red after being poked by Jiang Xue. She glared at Jiang Xue unconvincedly. Wasn't it okay for her to show some sympathy?
"You have no respect for your parents." Seeing Cuizhu was not convinced, Jiang Xue also scolded her with a smile.
Then he thought of his previous instructions to Cuizhu and his expression became serious: "Is it done?"
Cuizhu naturally understood what Jiang Xue was asking about. She nodded to indicate that there was no problem. After all, she had been running back and forth for two months to handle this matter, otherwise she would not have let her wife be plotted against by Xu Tianze.
Now it's time to take revenge.
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