[Chapter 142 Chapter 142 Becoming a Popular Person after Divorce (19)]
"Your Qinggong is pretty good." Yan Qing praised sincerely.
"Of course." Xu Wenxuan proudly lifted a strand of long hair that fell in front of his forehead.
Although his punches and kicks were only fancy moves, his escape skills were absolutely superb.
After all, it has been tempered by his father.
Meeting the sincere admiration in Yan Qing's eyes, he, who had always been thick-skinned, felt his cheeks slightly hot.
He lifted up his robe and leaned against the railing in a frivolous manner. He wanted to use his fan to show off, but then he realized he didn't bring his folding fan.
Touching his nose, he cleared his throat and tilted his head to look at Yan Qing: "Master's wife, did you bring me here for something important?"
The kite that flew in front of him just when he was punished to squat in horse stance was probably used to lure him, the jade brick.
He pondered in his heart.
If Han Sheng, his master, knew that he used the term "throwing a brick to attract jade" indiscriminately, he would probably want to slap him on the hand again.
"Shaoyou is right. I do have something important to discuss with you." Yan Qing said seriously, "and it has to be you."
Her eyes were bright and full of trust.
Xu Wenzhang changed his nonchalant look, stood up straight and brushed off the non-existent dust on the corner of his robe: "I said before, I will go through fire and water for Master's wife, and I will not refuse."
Yan Qing covered her lips with her fan, smiling, "It's not that serious."
Without beating around the bush, she continued, "I just hope Shaoyou can go with me to Pingnan. My husband's journey is long, and I don't want to be restless all day because of fear."
"Why doesn't Master's wife come with Master?" Xu Wenxuan looked puzzled.
Yan Qing lowered her eyes shyly: "He doesn't want me to suffer with him."
Xu Wenzhang suddenly felt that he seemed to have eaten too much for lunch and his stomach felt a little bloated.
It's a bit sour.
It’s great to have a wife, there’s always someone thinking of you whenever you travel.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yan Qing stepped forward to close the distance between them and hurriedly grabbed his hand: "Besides Shaoyou, I can't think of anyone else who can help me."
Xu Wenzhang smiled happily, patted his chest and promised: "I will definitely protect Master's Wife."
It turns out that he is so important in the master's wife's heart.
If others heard her make this request, they would only talk about the rules and the strict rules between men and women.
However, these are all bullshit in the eyes of the willful and casual Xu Wenjian.
After he climbed over the wall and went back, he went to find Lin'an Hou and told him that his master asked him to protect his master's wife before leaving to provide disaster relief.
As his master's wife was going to Wanfu Temple to pray for the master and the disaster victims, he had to accompany her as a bodyguard to protect her.
"With just your mediocre skills? It would be better for me to go there myself." Marquis Lin'an tapped the cane in his hand, and the mustache on his upper lip was lifted up by his cold snort.
Although he was not optimistic about his own son's ability, he had 100% respect for Han Sheng, a genius.
So I nodded and agreed without hesitation.
He also specifically told him that if Yan Qing planned to stay in the temple for some time to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures, he should not rush back.
Compared to gathering some bad friends together to make trouble all day, this is serious business.
"I have to prepare more dry food and money for Zhang'er." The gentle lady of the marquis quickly called the maid to give instructions.
Lin'an Hou blew his beard and glared: "A loving mother often spoils her son!"
Turning to Xu Wenjian, he said, "Wanfu Temple is a long way away, so it's a good idea to have some more banknotes with you."
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On the day when the carriage set out from the Left Prime Minister's Mansion, Liangchen dressed up as Yan Qing and got into the carriage, while Meijing accompanied him as her personal maid.
Yan Qing dressed as a man, and followed on horseback with Xu Wenxuan, who was wearing a red brocade robe.
Of the four second-class maids, Mei and Zhu were left in the mansion.
A homing pigeon flew away from the backyard.
Before leaving, Yan Qing secretly went to a villa on the outskirts of the city and contacted the other eight secret guards.
He sent two of them to the general's mansion to protect his mother, and the other two went to the border to deliver a letter to his father and brother, asking them to beware of a few villains with bad intentions.
Two more were selected to stay in Beijing, allowing the "Feng family" to expand its business territory in the name of imperial merchants and to acquire teahouses and flower shops, places where information circulated the fastest.
The rest of them secretly went to Jiangnan where their maternal grandfather lived.
At the same time, a piece of news about a descendant of the royal family being lost in the world spread rapidly in towns outside Kyoto.
In the battle for the throne, many of Chen Yanshu's princes died, were injured, or were disabled.
The royal family member who was exiled to show his magnanimity also happened to die of illness on the way.
It would take at least some time for the news that deliberately avoided Kyoto to reach the emperor's ears.
When we want to investigate later, it will not be easy to find the source of the spread.
The royal gossip that was fermenting among the people, even if it had no effect for the time being, could at least disgust Chen Yanshu.
As the carriage with the logo of the Left Prime Minister's Mansion went further and further away, a dark web was quietly spread out.
Taking advantage of the night, Yan Qing and Xu Wenxuan parted ways with the convoy heading to Wanfu Temple.
Two guards dressed similarly took their places, one on the left and one on the right, guarding the carriage.
The sky is painted with ink as a curtain, and a bright moon and a few lonely stars are guiding the way ahead for the traveler who is not returning in the wind.
"Bibi?" Yan Qing pulled the reins and looked at the person riding side by side with him.
The bright moonlight enveloped her eyebrows and eyes, outlining her beautiful facial features, making her look heroic.
Xu Wenjian raised his eyebrows: "Master's wife will definitely lose."
Yan Qing raised his chin and said, "Then let's wait and see."
After saying this, he squeezed the horse's belly and galloped ahead.
"Master's wife, you cheated!" Xu Wenjian's dissatisfied voice came from the whistling wind beside his ears.
Yan Qing looked at him who was chasing after him and grinned: "This is called preemptive strike."
Under the surging moonlight, the smile on her face was not graceful and ladylike, but unrestrained, refreshing and exceptionally vivid.
"Gee!" Xu Wenzhang waved the reins and looked at the figure in front of him with his bright eyes.
The image of Yan Qing, the gentle and ladylike woman in front of Han Sheng, emerged in his mind.
The corners of his eyes were raised and a smile bloomed at the corners of his lips.
The master, who talks about all sorts of things all the time, must have never seen such a lively and smart side of his master's wife.
It seemed like there was one more little secret between him and his master's wife.
Thinking of this, a secret sense of joy rose in his heart, as if a flower was quietly blooming.
After running for a while, the two were running side by side, with no clear winner.
Yan Qing tilted his head to look at him: "I also want to thank Shaoyou for giving me a heads up."
"This is called respecting the elderly." Xu Wenzhang shook his head and picked a leaf from a branch that extended out from the road and put it in his mouth.
Yan Qing smiled slightly: "If you don't know how to speak, just shut up first."
Deliberately falling behind by half a horse's length, she raised the whip in her hand and hit his horse's butt.
The chestnut horse galloped along with the man.
"Ouch, I know I was wrong~"
Yan Qing chuckled and rode quickly to catch up.
"Am I still old?" She raised her eyebrows.
Xu Wenzhang shook his head like a rattle, revealing a flattering smile: "Master's wife is as beautiful as a fairy, shameful to the flowers and the moon."
"You're smart." Yan Qing puffed out her chest and glanced at him, "Just call me Ah Qing when you're in the martial arts world."
"Okay, Master's wife." He grinned.
Yan Qing glared at him, and he changed his words: "Ah Qing."
Along the way, he kept calling "A Qing A Qing" like a joke, which made people want to hold their foreheads.
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