Chapter 324 Osmanthus Wine Rice Dumplings (3)

Although I agreed to Lin Fei, it was too early to finish work today. It was only after noon when I walked out of Jingyunhou Mansion. The sun was high in the sky, people were coming and going on the street, and there were pedestrians everywhere.

Wen Mingtang thought for a while, and did not go back to Dali Temple immediately. Instead, he continued to walk forward. There was a study at the end of the street, which was considered one of the largest in Chang'an City. Almost all the popular novels can be found in this study. .

The street where Marquis Jingyun's Mansion is located is the busiest street in Chang'an City. It is full of pedestrians. It is unlikely that any murderer would choose to attack in broad daylight.

Wen Mingtang thought like this and walked towards the study.

After entering the study, thinking that he would not be able to come out for a while, Wen Mingtang picked a few more books. After paying the money and picking up the stack of story books, he realized that it was a little heavy. The notebook even somewhat blocks the view.

Fortunately, he had gained some strength by practicing weighing pots. Wen Mingtang weighed the stack of story books, found a comfortable position, held the stack of story books in his arms, and walked out of the study.

Because he bought a lot of story books, Wen Mingtang no longer visited the Luoma Market and the drug store as usual. Instead, he hurried to Dali Temple with the stack of story books in his arms.

We walked all the way to the end of the street and were about to step onto the street leading to the Dali Temple Yamen, when suddenly a carriage came out of the corner ahead.

Looking through the stack of story books, the driver of the carriage frowned deeply, as if he did not expect Wen Mingtang to suddenly appear. The hand pulling the reins did not move at all, and the carriage rushed straight towards Wen Mingtang.

Wen Mingtang was stunned for a moment. Seeing that the coachman did not pull the reins and allowed the carriage to hit him, he instinctively hid in a corner.

But the frightened horse could not stop so easily. The driver's hand did not move, and the carriage continued to hit Wen Mingtang. Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Wen Mingtang leaned against the wall and his face changed slightly, and he instinctively dropped the notebook in his hand. , turned around and wanted to climb up the wall. The wall was not high, so Wen Mingtang borrowed his strength and was about to step onto the wall.

He heard the roar of a horse behind him, a strong wind flashed behind him, and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground followed by a "bang", and then a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Master Wen, are you okay?"

This sound... Wen Mingtang loosened his grip on the tiles, and withdrew his efforts to push up the wall, sliding against the wall to the ground. After he stood firm, he immediately turned around and looked at the person coming.

A few steps away, Zhao Youzheng, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, was recovering from his injuries and looked at her with a silly smile. Behind Zhao You was Lin Fei, who was supposed to accompany Madam 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. He said hello to Zhao Youtong and Lin Fei. He took the notebook that Lin Fei had picked up that she had dropped on the floor. While slapping the dust on the wall, he walked towards the person who was standing on the ground. The driver in the carriage looked over.

Zhao You had extraordinary skill and knocked down the mad horse. The horse fell heavily and hit the corner with the carriage behind it.

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

The chaotic collision only happened in an instant, and most people probably had no time to react. The driver who was driving the carriage at the front was standing unharmed in the mess under the collision, his brows deeply furrowed. He seemed very unhappy.

Looking at the rickety flesh that could not be concealed under the splendid attire of the coachman standing in the mess, Wen Mingtang paused in his heart and quickly realized: he was afraid that he had provoked some enemy.

How does this coachman look like the ordinary coachman we see every day, like her father, Yuan Yuan? Anyone with such quick reactions is probably an extremely skilled practitioner.

She said that ordinary people, no matter how urgent they are, would not be able to pass the corner of the street without pulling on the reins when they were on their way. You know, if you do this, no matter how powerful a driving expert is, it is possible for him to pull the reins. Something happened.

Only people like this, those who can escape at any time, would dare to do this.

Furthermore, people who are rushing like this are probably rushing to take the master's family somewhere for urgent matters. In this case, the carriage behind them must be filled with the master's family, but in this carriage, there is no one. No, you don't look like you're in a hurry at all?

Perhaps, it was a lie to be in a hurry, but it was true to be in a hurry to send her on her way. Wen Mingtang subconsciously glanced at the wall beside her. She was about to climb over the wall just now. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she seemed to hear a slight noise inside the wall, mixed with one or two weapons. There was a crash.

She uses a kitchen knife to do things every day. Although it is not a weapon, she is familiar with the sound of iron tools clashing.

Wen Mingtang frowned and looked at the driver.

But the coachman stood in the mess and spoke first: "Who are you? They attack the carriage for no reason. If my master is sitting in the carriage..."

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

He was dressed in regular clothes, and the Dali Temple waistband was not on his waist, so for a moment, it was difficult for the coachman to determine his identity.

However, seeing Lin Fei's demeanor and the skill of the guards accompanying him, the coachman took a closer look and felt that he was probably a child of some powerful family.

Missed a hit today... He glanced at the gray-faced girl who was covered in wall dust. The coachman's eyebrows tightened a little more, but he soon relaxed: "That's all, it's okay if there are others around today, the future is long!"

Thinking of this, he coughed slightly, lowered his tone, and said to Lin Fei: "My master is the Princess of Liyang. He is in a hurry because he is anxious to go back and recover. I am not here with you!"

The sacrifice of Princess Liyang was not without the intention of shocking Lin Fei. King Liyang was the late emperor's cousin. During the late emperor's reign, although he did not engage in "seeking immortality and seeking immortality" like ordinary favored ministers, he was quite trusted by the late emperor and the "Taoist priests". On the other hand, because of his Not "asking for immortality", the officials who opposed the matter at the time had a good impression of it.

Riding on the wall, even the nobles of the clan who were killed in the Beauty Lamp Case have become friends with him. It can be said that King Liyang has mastered the art of dancing with long sleeves and being exquisite in all directions.

When the new emperor ascended the throne, King Liyang was still living a good life, and he was able to speak well in the court.

Taking the initiative to apologize can be regarded as a kind of concession, which shows that not only King Liyang, the master, is good at behaving, but his daughter, Princess Liyang, and the servants in the mansion are also the same.

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

"Why are you accompanying me? She was the one you drove the carriage on a rampage and bumped into." Lin Fei said, glanced at the guard, and said coldly, breaking the surface harmony without politeness, "No You drove the master so fast, did you have an order to get rid of someone?"

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