Chapter 324 Sweet-scented osmanthus fermented rice **** (3)

  Although Lin Fei agreed, it was really early to finish work today. It was only after noon when he walked out of the Jingyunhou Mansion. The sun was high and the streets were full of people.

Wen Mingtang thought for a while, then he didn't go back to Dali Temple right away, but continued to walk forward. There was a study at the end of the street, which could be regarded as one of the best large study in Chang'an City. Almost all popular books can be found in this study. .

  The avenue where Jingyunhou's Mansion is located is the busiest avenue in Chang'an City, and pedestrians come and go on this road, and there is no murderer who would choose to attack in broad daylight.

  Wen Mingtang thought so, and walked to the study.

After entering the study, because he thought that he would not come out for a while, Wen Mingtang picked out a few more books. After paying the money, when he picked up the stack of conversation books, he realized that it was really heavy. The notebook even blocked the line of sight a bit.

  Fortunately, he gained strength from lifting the pot on weekdays. Wen Mingtang weighed the stack of talking books, found a comfortable position, and walked out of the study with the stack of talking books in his arms.

  Because he bought a lot of scripts, Wen Mingtang didn't go to the Luomashitong Drug Store as usual, but hurried to Dali Temple with the pile of scripts in his arms.

  Walking all the way to the end of the street and about to set foot on the street leading to the Yamen of Dali Temple, a carriage suddenly rushed out at the corner ahead.

  Looking across the pile of story books, the coachman driving the carriage frowned, as if he didn't expect Wen Mingtang to appear suddenly, the hand pulling the rein didn't move at all, and the carriage rushed straight towards Wen Mingtang.

  Wen Mingtang was stunned for a moment, watching the coachman not pulling the rein, allowing the carriage to hit him, and instinctively hid in a corner beside the wall.

But the frightened horse couldn't stop so easily, the driver's hand didn't move, and the carriage continued to hit Wen Mingtang. Seeing that it was inevitable, Wen Mingtang's face changed slightly as he leaned against the corner of the wall, and instinctively dropped the notebook in his hand , turned around and wanted to climb up the wall, but the wall was not too high, when Wen Mingtang borrowed his strength and was about to climb up the wall.

   There was a roar of horses behind him, a gust of wind flashed behind him, and with the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

   "Master Wen, are you okay!"

  This voice... Wen Mingtang loosened his grip on the tile, and withdrew the strength he was about to push up the wall, and slid against the wall to the ground.

   A few steps away, not seen for a long time, Zhao You, who was recovering from his injuries, was looking at her with a smirk. Behind Zhao You was Lin Fei who was supposed to accompany Mrs. Hou in the Hou Mansion.

   Even a mad horse can be knocked down, how can Zhao You look like a wounded person? Wen Mingtang was a little puzzled, and greeted Zhao You and Lin Fei, took the notebook that Lin Fei had picked up, and slapped the dust rubbed on the wall while falling to the ground. The coachman in the carriage looked over.

   Zhao You was so skilled that he knocked down the frenzied horse. The horse fell heavily and slammed into the corner of the wall with the carriage behind him.

  Under the huge momentum, the carriage naturally followed and overturned to the ground.

The chaotic collision happened in an instant, and most people probably didn't have time to react. The coachman who was driving the carriage in front was standing safely in the mess under the collision, his brows were furrowed deeply. Seems very displeased.

  Looking at the muscular body of the coachman standing in the mess, which could hardly be concealed under his strong attire, Wen Mingtang paused in his heart, and quickly realized: I am afraid that I have provoked some kind of enemy.

  How does this coachman look like an ordinary coachman like her father, Lao Yuan, whom you see every day? Those who have such a quick reaction are probably very skilled practitioners.

She then said that for ordinary people, no matter how urgent they are, it is impossible for an ordinary person to pass the corner of the street without pulling the rein. accident.

  Only Lian Jiazi, who is like this kind of people and can escape for his life at any time, dare to do this.

Moreover, most of those who are rushing like this desperately want to rush to take the master's family somewhere urgently. No, how can you be in a hurry to hurry?

  Perhaps, it is false to be in a hurry to get on the road, but it is true to be in a hurry to send her on the road. Wen Mingtang subconsciously glanced at the wall beside her. Just now she was about to climb over the wall and pass by it. I don't know if it was an illusion, but she seemed to hear a slight noise inside the wall mixed with one or two slight sounds of weapons. There was a sound of collision.

  Using a kitchen knife to do things every day, although it is not a weapon, she is familiar with the sound of iron objects colliding.

  Wen Mingtang frowned and looked at the driver.

  The coachman stood in the mess and started to attack: "Who are you? You attack the carriage for no reason. If my master is sitting in the carriage..."

   Before he finished speaking, Lin Fei interrupted: "Who is your master?"

  He was dressed in ordinary clothes, and the badge of Dali Temple was not hanging around his waist, so it was difficult for the coachman to judge his identity for a while.

   But seeing Lin Fei's demeanor and the skill of the guards who accompanied him, the coachman inspected it: he thought it was probably the son of some powerful family.

  Missed a hit today...Looking at the disheveled girl rubbed against the wall, the coachman tightened his brows a little more, but he soon let go: Forget it, it’s fine if someone else is present today, and the future will be long!

  Thinking about it like this, he coughed lightly, lowered his tone, and said to Lin Fei: "My master is Princess Liyang, because I was in a hurry to go back to my life, I was in a hurry, so I'm not here with my son!"

  Sacrificing Princess Liyang may not have the intention of deterring Lin Fei. King Liyang is the first emperor's cousin, when the first emperor was around, although he didn't engage in "seeking immortals and asking questions" like ordinary favored officials, he was quite trusted by the first emperor and those "Taoist elders". Don't "ask the immortals to ask questions", but the officials who opposed the matter back then had a good impression of it.

  Standing on the wall left and right, even the nobles of the imperial family who fell in the Xianshi Beauty Lantern case made friends with him. It can be said that King Liyang is long-sleeved, good at dancing, and exquisite in all aspects to the extreme.

  When the new emperor came to the throne, King Liyang still had a good life, and he could be regarded as a leader in the court.

   Taking the initiative to make compensation is not a kind of concession, which shows that not only Liyang Wang, the master, is good at life, but his daughter Liyang Princess and the servants in the mansion are also like this.

  It's a pity that he met Lin Fei today.

"Aren't you with me for what? You drove the carriage and ran into her." Lin Fei said, glanced at the guard, and said coolly, puncturing the harmony on the surface, "No Driving so fast with the master, is he ordered to get rid of someone?"

  Wen Mingtang, who was patting the dust on the wall, froze immediately when he heard the words, but he was not surprised at all: Lin Shaoqing from Dali Temple has always been such an outspoken person, isn't he?

  (end of this chapter)