Chapter 17

"I've heard that the princess is independent and righteous for a long time. I've always wanted to find a chance to get to know her, but I think it's too abrupt to visit her directly. I'm afraid she'll shut up like other people. This is not, just happened to see the princess want to shop, I thought of a hot brain on such a bad idea, but was the princess at a glance to see through

"Your highness and I have never met before. How do you recognize me?"

"My friend went to dinner last night. He told me that."

In a small teahouse far away from the drugstore, Lu Jingyi and bu Qingyi sit across the table. Lu Jingyi turns back and looks at the young man who is talking with the shopkeeper.

That person Bu Qingyi has the impression that he is a newly appointed censor and is famous for his honesty and uprightness. Making friends with such people, combined with the popular support for the third prince, we can see that Lu Jingyi is a rare virtuous prince.

"By the way, what does the princess do with that shop? Don't you really want to open a shop? " Lu Jingyi poured tea and pushed it to bu Qingyi.

Bu Qingyi held his cheek and looked like a leisurely man: "I want to open a shop! Or will it be a decoration? It will take a month to repair and recruit some decent running rooms. When they open in the next year, your highness can come to my Inn and give you more dishes. "

"Inn? In a place like this? " Lu Jingyi was a little surprised. "Many restaurants around here provide accommodation for the chess club. The princess opens an inn here. It may not be easy to do business."

Bu Qingyi took a sip of the cup and stopped at his lips: "Your Highness, this is why not eat minced meat. You can only see the luxurious and beautiful houses of the merchants, but you can't see those peddlers and pawns sleeping in the open. Although my inn is small and has only plain food, the price is enough for ordinary people to afford. Does your highness think that there are more civilians in the capital, or more rich businessmen? "

Lu Jingyi thought about it, nodded seriously, and couldn't help praising "different ideas". But he didn't know that Bu Qingyi's idea didn't come from the keen sense of merchants. Just because she used to travel in the river's Lake, she knew what kind of Inn and restaurant people in the river's Lake needed most.

Ordinary, low-key, don't spend too much, eat enough, sleep comfortable, enough.

If you can run such an inn, most of the people who travel to and from the imperial capital will stop here. With more people going out and in, the information you can get will naturally increase. Maybe one day you will get clues related to Gu Chaoxi.

They sat in a small teahouse for an hour, during which Lu Jingyi raised a lot of questions, but only a few of them were related to bu Qingyi, and almost all of them were about Su muzhe. Both of them mean that the reputation of King Guangling was greatly affected by a certain "daughter" who jumped up and down.

Bu Qingyi soon found out his routine. After the fourth pot of tea was finished, she stopped him from adding more tea.

"Well, I can see that. Your Highness's purpose is not to collude with spies, but to remind me in different ways." Bu Qingyi buckled the teacup and sighed with a smile, "but the hall came down a step late. I was reminded many days ago that I should be careful not to cause trouble to the king of Guangling."

After a little meditation, Lu Jingyi suddenly realized: "is it the marquis in white?"

"You know him well." Bu Qingyi stood up and looked like a little daughter-in-law. "I just had a few words with Wang Shizi of Dongyang. The serious Marquis was not happy and gave me a good reprimand with a long face."

"The marquis in white has always been honest. Don't blame her if you have anything to say. But then again, if I see with my own eyes that the princess and Wang Shizi of Dongyang are not clearly involved, I will be as worried as the marquis in white. "

"What do you mean? Is the reputation of Dongyang king and his son very bad? I heard that they are quite well behaved. They are also new ministers to the emperor Bu Qingyi pretends to be a fool.

Lu Jingyi smiles and asks the boss to pay the bill. Until he walks out of the teahouse with Bu Qingyi, he continues: "what's the problem with Dongyang king? Does the princess know something about it? I don't believe Suri's mouth will be so tight. "

Bu Qingyi pauses, looks at Lu Jingyi askew and continues to pretend to be stupid: "Surui? Who? What's the matter? "

Lu Jingyi wanted to stop talking, and finally made up his mind to sigh: "no matter how hard it is, I'm also the supervisor of Jingzhao government. Su Rui died in prison strangely, so I always have to track him down. After such an investigation, it is found that the princess bought a woman surnamed Lin to return to her home. She also inquired about Su Rui's relationship with the Lin family medical school I don't have any evidence to accuse Suri's death of being related to the princess, so don't treat me as a bad person. "

"No, your highness looks innocent. I really can't treat you as a bad person."

“…… Is this praise or ridicule, princess Lu Jingyi can't laugh or cry.

"I'm a very honest person, never satirize others, really." Bu Qingyi looked up at the sky and patted Xialu Jingyi on the shoulder. "I have something else to do. I'll talk about it another day. I owe you a cup of tea. When the inn opens, please remember to come and join us. I'll give you a big meal. "

Bu Qingyi didn't even wait for Lu Jingyi to say goodbye. He turned and walked forward. Lu Jingyi looked at her back and was stunned for a long time. Then he raised his voice and said, "princess, do you mean to welcome me again?"

"If you don't make me lose money, it's OK." Bu Qingyi didn't look back. He answered and waved away.Lu Jingyi watched her until she couldn't see her back. She raised her mouth and said, "if only she were a princess."

"She's really a princess. Do you want to ask for a kiss? I advise you to die. I'm sure people don't like you. " A friend who had been a valet for a long time came out and touched Lu Jingyi on the shoulder. He held something and handed it to him. "Look, you think carefully. People don't take it seriously."

Lu Jingyi bowed his head.

My friend is holding a handful of banknotes in his hand, no more, no less, seven hundred taels.

Bu Qingyi has a sense of propriety about who can take money and who can't. Lu Jingyi is different from Pei Mogui. He doesn't even have a valuable accessory. You can see that he is not a spendthrift. It's unreasonable to take so much money from him the first time we meet.

Although the shop failed to bargain successfully, bu Qingyi didn't feel unhappy at all. On the contrary, the conversation with Lu Jingyi gave her a very happy feeling.

Easy, no worries.

This good mood lasted until Bu Qingyi left the market and stepped into the alley where the palace was located. When she found that there was a shadowy sight sticking behind her all the time, the dagger, which longed for blood but failed to do so, slipped into her palm.

If you guessed correctly, the person who followed her this time was the same as last time, the one who took advantage of her illness.

"Come out and hide for so many days. Aren't you tired? How about having a drink and having a chat? " Bu Qingyi stopped in the middle of the lane, with a casual tone.

There was no sound for a long time.

"No matter which side you are, and who sent you to know something, what's the result of daily watching? If you want to take my life directly, you'd better show your face. It's impossible to have such a good chance last time. "

Bu Qingyi's "good guidance" seems to have an effect, and the original quiet alley is full of breath.

No longer covered, with a bit of urgency.

Bu Qingyi turns around slowly, the short sword is unsheathed in the sleeve, and the sharp blade is ready.

A hesitant figure appeared at the entrance of the lane, thin, tall, as if with a little Shy? How to swallow slowly like I'm embarrassed to meet people?

The man was dressed in a shabby coat, with disheveled hair covering his young face. He should have looked quite young. Strangely, the man didn't have any weapons in his hand. He looked at Bu Qingyi strangely. He didn't look like a scheming stalker in terms of dress or momentum.

"You Where did we meet? " Bu Qingyi felt vaguely that the man looked familiar.

This question is like a signal, originally in place some at a loss of tracker suddenly excited, without warning to rush to her, with a kind of desperate madness. His speed was much faster than Bu Qingyi had expected, but he was in front of him in a flash.

At that moment, bu Qingyi finally saw his face.

Isn't this the young guy who stares at her in the restaurant, who is called silly pillar by the little two?

It's too late to think about what happened between the fingers, but it doesn't mean that she will wait to die. More than ten years of killer career has given her rich experience. Even if her consciousness has not kept up with it, her body will subconsciously react when she is aware of the danger. That's what Bu Qingyi thinks.

She thought the dagger would rise and the light would fall.

She thought she would block or fight back out of instinct.

However, the fact was that the dagger lay firmly in the palm of her hand, and her body did not move. She just watched the young man rush forward and open her arms.

There was a strange feeling that restrained her from attacking the strange young man.

This feeling Where does it come from?

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, a low drink broke the invisible shackles of Bu Qingyi.

Bu Qingyi was shocked, as if he had just woken up from a dream. In front of him, the young man's face was gone. Instead, he had a broad and steady back.

"Pei Mo GUI?" Surprised, but not surprised, bu Qingyi looked at his face in contradiction.

"Stand back." Pei Mogui had no choice but to give an advice. Then he looked at the young man who was several steps ahead and pointed his sword to the ground.

At that moment, did they fight each other?

Bu Qingyi looked along the body of the sword without a drop of blood. It seems that Pei Mo didn't kill the young man. But Pei Mogui's hand was trembling slightly. That kind of invisible trembling made her tremble.

According to her guess, Pei Mogui's internal power should be equal to her. But the young man, with his bare hands, was hurt by a single blow!