Chapter 418 Hu Shanxiang 9
"Today I will kill you to avenge my parents!"
Sun Ruowei raised her sword and stepped forward. In a flash, a clear male voice suddenly rang out from outside: "Old monk, are you asleep? I couldn't sleep, so I came to talk to you."
Zhu Zhanji pushed the door open and walked in, with faint traces of water on his body. He put the oil-paper umbrella in his hand outside the corridor.
"Look at you, you're so impatient that you broke my door latch."
Yao Guangxiao sat cross-legged, motionless, letting Zhu Zhanji close the door before moving closer. "Hey, old monk, what on earth did you calculate for her today? Why do I feel like you haven't finished what you're saying?"
"Divination is to go against the will of heaven. Heaven's will is far-reaching, and flowing water is invisible. How can there be clear and obvious principles?"
"If you don't want to talk about it, forget it." Zhu Zhanji sat on the ground and smiled as he revealed the real purpose of his visit: "Then... what about Miss Hu's fate?"
Sun Ruowei, who was hiding behind the screen, felt her heart twitch inexplicably and couldn't help but become concerned about this issue.
"Miss Hu... I can't tell you her fate until it's finalized." Yao Guangxiao glanced at the somewhat disappointed Crown Prince and gave the child a hint: "Fate is determined by people, so follow your heart."
Without waiting for Zhu Zhanji to ask, he drove him away: "Go wait for your grandfather outside."
"He's coming?" Zhu Zhanji quickly got up and ran out, forgetting even to open his umbrella.
Sun Ruowei in the room finally breathed a sigh of relief. She picked up her sword with a cold face and still refused to leave so easily. Unfortunately, the situation was already over. Although she didn't care about her own life or death, she was concerned about the 30,000 orphans of the Jingnan Rebellion outside the Great Wall, so she chose to leave.
………
"Hasn't the Emperor gone back? Why do you keep going to Jiming Temple?"
After being invited to the fish-feeding pond by the other party for three consecutive days, Hu Shanxiang finally asked a soul-searching question: "Brother Huang, Crown Prince, are you so free?"
"Hey, you're so heartless! I was worried you'd get bored being alone in this unfamiliar place, so I took time out to come and help you feed the big fat fish in the ditch. And you're just making this up? And right in front of me?"
Zhu Zhanji was wearing a dark green straight gown embroidered with pine and crane patterns today, and he only used a jade hairpin with auspicious cloud pattern to tie up his hair. From a distance, even if you looked at him silently, you could still praise him by saying, "The man on the street is as beautiful as jade, and he is unparalleled in the world."
Unfortunately, he became more frivolous the moment he opened his mouth. Although he was accustomed to this behavior due to his situation, after a long time, he couldn't tell what was true or false. He even didn't know if he had any sincerity left.
But the person in front of him clearly had the amorous eyes that he disliked the most. His origin was unknown, and he was unfathomable. He often gave him a strange feeling of being completely seen through.
but……
Not annoying.
"Is being the Crown Prince tiring?" Hu Shanxiang looked at the uninhibited smile on his face and suddenly asked, "You look like you're dying of exhaustion."
"Ah... I don't know. It's tiring, right? Anyway, sometimes I envy ordinary people. Their daily lives are busy but simple, without so much worry."
"That's not necessarily true. Ordinary people have their own anxieties. Drought, floods, locust plagues, and epidemics—any of them could easily kill them." Hu Shanxiang threw the remaining bait in. Looking at the swarm of fish vying for it, he casually pulled a bottle of medicine from his sleeve and threw it over. "Don't take a minor injury lightly. Your health is your most important asset. Without it, no matter how talented you are, you're not even qualified to speak at the table."
The man caught it in a hurry, then looked down to see a note on the bottle with three words written in lively small characters: Golden Wound Medicine.
Looking up and seeing Shanxiang about to leave the corridor, Zhu Zhanji hurriedly asked loudly: "Shall I take you out to play tomorrow?"
Seeing Shanxiang waving the folding fan in his hand with his back to him, he watched the other person go away with a smile on his face.
The next morning, Zhu Zhanji sneaked into Jiming Temple early. Hu Shanxiang got out of bed and looked outside. It was still dark outside, and she really felt that the Zhu family really had a tradition of tormenting people.
After changing into men's clothes and pushing the door open, Shanxiang did not miss the disappointment that flashed across his eyes, and only then did she feel a little relieved.
"Brother Huang, where are you planning to take me so early in the morning?" Ignoring the other party's disappointed look, Hu Shanxiang walked up to him with her arms folded and asked.
Zhu Zhanji curled his lips and asked, "Why do you have to change into men's clothes before going out?"
"Disgusted? Then I'll go back and take a nap."
"Hey, hey, hey, come back! Who's disgusted?" The man quickly raised his hand and grabbed Shanxiang's collar. "I just want to ask a few questions. You look handsome and elegant in men's clothes, right? Let's go quickly. We'll miss it if we're late."
Shanxiang turned around and used the fan bone to slap his hand away: "Just talk, don't touch me, let's go."
The two men left Jiming Temple and rode all the way to the foot of the mountain. Hu Shanxiang had already guessed what he was going to show her, but seeing his excitement, she remained silent. After walking for an unknown amount of time, they finally reached the summit before sunrise.
The wind on the mountaintop whistled, blowing Shanxiang's hair into a chaotic flutter. She subconsciously reached out to tidy it up, and suddenly heard the person next to her whisper, "Look—"
The orange-red sun leaped up from the horizon, and the morning glow gradually dyed the entire sky and the mountaintops a golden red. Looking at such brilliant colors, the wind around me no longer felt cold.
No matter how many times she has seen this kind of scenery, she will still be deeply intoxicated the next time.
The two watched the sunrise quietly. They clearly didn't speak on the way down the mountain, but there was a different atmosphere in the air.
Shanxiang looked down at the road beneath his feet and was the first to break the strange atmosphere: "Thank you for bringing me to see such a beautiful sunrise."
"You're welcome. I thought we were already friends?"
The two smiled at each other and unknowingly reached the foot of the mountain. Their horses were tied together and were idly nibbling the wild grass around them.
"I heard that the court is preparing for your marriage?" Mounting on their horses, Shanxiang and Zhu Zhanji rode side by side, swaying back.
Hearing her question, Zhu Zhanji replied with some unknown emotion: "Well, Grandpa means that I can get married this year."
"Then congratulations in advance. I will be leaving for Junzhou on the auspicious third day of next month. I'm afraid I won't be able to attend your wedding, but don't worry, as we're friends, I'll definitely be there as a gift."
Hu Shanxiang spoke very frankly, as if she really only regarded him as a close friend. She had no other reaction when his marriage was mentioned, at least Zhu Zhanji could not see it.
For a moment, he didn't know whether he should be surprised that the other person was leaving, or disappointed that the other person was leaving first...
Why should he be lost?
This person is much more dangerous than the orphan of the Jingnan Rebellion that he is dealing with now. Although the people sent to investigate did not find anything abnormal, isn’t this the biggest abnormality?
If she was really the daughter of an ordinary farming and scholarly family, how could she have lived in Jiming Temple so easily? Even her grandfather was strangely tolerant and courteous to her.
There is also her vague and unclear relationship with Wudang Mountain, and even the rise of the Hu family in the past two years has her influence.
Such a dangerous person, such a dangerous person...
"That's not necessarily true. My grandfather said that I can choose the one I like to marry. Who knows, maybe we can get married right away tomorrow if we find a choice."
"Really? That's great, congratulations."
...The Crown Prince was completely speechless. He covered his aching heart and kicked his horse's belly, and hurriedly stayed away from this unromantic stone, so as not to die young from anger.
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