When Bao'en Temple encountered an accident, Zhang Youcai was so angry that he wanted to "burn all the light heads", but Han Ruzi had no intention of pursuing it. The abbot thanked him very much. That night, fourteen monks were added to chant scriptures all night to pray for the Juehou and his wife. The crazy monk was suppressed. The accompanying ritual officials pretended not to know that for them, all accidents that had not been arranged in advance did not exist.

After Cui Xiaojun returned to the mansion, she heard about this and pondered: "Maybe he is really an outlier, but unfortunately I have no chance to meet him."

"It's better that I'm missing, that crazy monk... is so crazy." When Han Ruzi thought of it, there was still a stench in her nose.

"Extraordinary people have extraordinary words and extraordinary things." Cui Xiaojun also has a Buddhist temple at home. He used to read Buddhist scriptures a lot and said with a little confused: "'The morning sun will not rise east tomorrow, and the red flames will surge in the west and shock the world'. It doesn't sound like a Buddhist saying, but like a folk prophecy... Forget it, don't take it seriously, maybe that's really a boring crazy monk."

Han Ruzi laughed it off and went to bed, but she couldn't take it seriously.

In his opinion, the poem that seems to be unmatched is not a prophecy with profound meaning, but a simple riddle. The person who made the riddle knows the whereabouts of Juenhou in recent months.

In the past few months, Han Ruzi went out to stroll around every now and bought all kinds of delicious and fun things. The follower restricted his whereabouts at the beginning, slowly slacked off, turning a blind eye and letting Juanhou bargain with the vendors.

Han Ruzi's most common places are the east and west cities, especially the east city, which is closer to home. There is an alley where a large number of fortune tellers gathered. The Qi-seeking people were among them in the past. After the King of Qi was defeated, the Qi-seeking people were either arrested or fled, and they recovered a month ago.

Han Ruzi thought that clues about Chunyu Xiao could be found there, and Yang Feng's so-called mysterious gang might also take the initiative to contact the deposed emperor, but this thing has never happened.

"The morning sun will not rise east tomorrow, and the red flames will soar to the world in the west."

Han Ruzi thought to himself that the Crazy Monk Guangding might be reminding him: the person he is looking for is not in the East City, but in the West City.

He has also been to Xishi City. There are also fortune tellers there, with a much smaller number than those in the East City, and only occupy a few doors in an alley.

As an abolished emperor, he could not act too purposefully in anything. Therefore, he waited for half a month before he went to the west market and claimed that he would buy some cloth to slaughter new clothes for the people in the mansion.

There are many cloth shops in Xicheng City, and Han Ruzi rode a horse. When he stopped outside the store, Zhang Youcai went in to talk to the shopkeeper. Du Chuanyun and two other followers were accompanying Juanhou outside.

The guy inside took out a cloth sample, and Han Ruzi nodded, just asking for one, shaking his head, and the guy changed another one.

Du Chuanyun didn't like shopping, and his master rode a horse. He was even more unhappy when he walked on the ground. He held his shoulder and yawned, saying, "There are a total of 100 people in the mansion. How much fabric should I buy? I think it's enough to make a shrine."

Everyone in the mansion knew that the young coach could not speak, Juehou didn't care, and naturally the other two followers didn't care.

"Isn't it good to make more sets and change clothes frequently?" Han Ruzi smiled.

Du Chuanyun looked at the clothes on his body, "Of course it's not good. People who practice martial arts will feel the newer the clothes they wear, the more uncomfortable they feel..."

Before he finished speaking, Juanhou had already walked forward. Du Chuanyun said to Zhang Youcai who walked out of the store: "Please advise your master, he is becoming more and more like a playboy."

The store would send a friend to the Juanhou Mansion to send the selected fabric. Zhang Youcai just paid the money and clapped his hands and said, "What's wrong with playing dudes? How many people want to be but can't be."

Du Chuanyun curled his lips and shook his head.

Han Ruzi didn't look for "Chiyan Xisheng". However, he saw the word "Bihonghuo" in front of him.

It was a store that closed down. It seemed that no one had taken care of for a while. The door panels were mottled and old. Only a small piece of Spring Festival couplets on both sides were left floating in the wind, and the handwriting was dim. If you had not watched it specifically, it would be difficult to find it.

"Red Fire" means "Red Flame", but who should I find next? Han Ruzi began to wonder if he had too much thought. Maybe he was really a simple crazy monk. He would be attracted if he had something in his heart.

Four followers followed, and Zhang Youcai sighed: "The West City is so lively and every inch of land is valuable, there are shops that cannot be opened."

Another follower smiled and said, "The owner is also confused. He sells wine opposite the famous Buguilou, but it's such a small store."

"Did you sell alcohol in this place before? I really chose the wrong place." Zhang Youcai also had the same opinion.

Han Ruzi turned around and looked at it. There was a tall restaurant opposite. There were people coming and going on the street. When passing by the door, he couldn't help but lift his nose and smell it, as if this would take advantage of it.

Han Ruzi didn't smell the smell of wine. As soon as he looked up, he met the two gazes upstairs. The man seemed to have just looked at the window and immediately retreated.

At this time, Han Ruzi had no doubts anymore and pointed to the restaurant and said, "Is this place very famous?"

Zhang Youcai and Du Chuanyun had no experience with this kind of thing. The older follower licked his lips, "'I will not return if I am drunk, I will enter the immortal once I am drunk', which means Buguilou and Zuixianju. In the capital, these two families are definitely the first-class wine tasting places, and there are also Nancheng..."

"I'm not in a hurry to go home today, I'll eat here."

Juenhou spoke, and of course the follower was happy and led the way happily. Han Ruzi jumped off the horse, handed the reins to the follower, and smiled and said to Du Chuanyun: "What, can't you drink?"

"I'm good at drinking, but" Du Chuanyun frowned, "If you plan to live such a life every day, why not let us go."

Han Ruzi never revealed his purpose of wandering around, and he did not intend to say, "That's not possible. You two have saved me. I have to repay you and let you live a life of food and clothing."

The four words "free food and clothing" alone made Du Chuanyun feel a headache. He liked the world and was used to wandering around the world. He was still a little fresh when he first entered the Marquis' Mansion. Now he just felt bored and pinched his belly, as if he had even grown fat. "No, I have to find Yang Feng one day, as long as he..."

Zhang Youcai pushed Du Chuanyun forward from behind, "It's such a weird person. I don't want to be blessed. I have to suffer. Go and drink. I don't believe that the wine in the world is better than here."

Before noon, there were not many guests in the restaurant. The guy asked them to go to the private room. Han Ruzi only had the location of the window upstairs, "The scenery is also a good dish."

The guy saw such artful people a lot and smiled and said, "From here, you can see the outer lake of Taiyechi. When you are lucky, you may see the pleasure boats in the palace, but today is so cool, the young master came too early."

Zhang Youcai hummed disdainfully from behind.

Han Ruzi really has no right to laugh at the guy. He only once in the palace when he went to "catch a villain" and looked at Taiye Pool. After that, he never went to the waterside again, let alone what a cruise boat looks like.

Han Ruzi sat down by the window upstairs, and the clerk recommended a few foods. Zhang Youcai wiped the chair and the table again. After getting permission from his master, he happily found another table with other followers and slapped the table for wine. Du Chuanyun was young after all, so he threw away his little dissatisfaction in his heart for a few words, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to fight with the two older followers.

Juenhou and his wife were soft-hearted and were not strict in discipline, so their servants were naturally more casual.

Han Ruzi looked out the window and saw a piece of water in the distance. The water should lead to the palace. There were rows of houses nearby. The streets were crowded with people, but they were not harsh when they were upstairs.

The wine and dishes were served, and Han Ruzi tasted them in a sample, which was indeed a unique flavor. Behind him, the followers drank five or six. Although Du Chuanyun was young, he had a lot of alcohol and had to drink with a big bowl. Zhang Youcai came over several times. Seeing that the master did not need to serve, he ran back and had a safe meal.

Han Ruzi's eyes finally swept to the guest opposite, and the guest was also looking at him.

It was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. He wore a hat that looked like a Taoist crown on his head, but he was wearing a scholar's gown and three long beards. He looked good and could not guess his identity.

"This young man doesn't seem to come here often." The guest spoke first.

There are only three or five tables of guests upstairs, so it is normal to chat with each other.

"First time." Han Ruzi raised her glass.

"If the young master doesn't mind the noise, I have a little reminder: drinking before noon can hurt the liver, so you might as well use fresh fish to help me."

Han Ruzi bowed and thanked him, called a friend to serve fresh fish dishes on both tables, and then naturally invited the person opposite to come over and drink at the table. Zhang Youcai and others looked at the man a few times, and saw that he was more elegant and didn't care.

"In Xialin Kunshan, did you not ask for the grand name of the young master Zun?"

"I'm in the next surname." Han Ruzi did not report his name, and Lin Kunshan did not ask much, but only called him "Han Master".

The two chatted in unison, and the four people around the table had already drunk enough. Zhang Youcai had the least amount of alcohol, but he didn't dare to drink too much, and he could barely stay awake. The two adult entourages were blushing and the ears were hot, Du Chuanyun was shaking, and neither side was willing to admit defeat.

Lin Kunshan lowered his voice a little and said, "It's late spring, why didn't Mr. Han go out for a walk?"

"It's also the same, but I don't know where the scenery is worth watching."

Lin Kunshan nodded, poured a little wine on the table, dipped his finger in the wine, wrote a few words, and said, "This is the best place."

Xiaonanshan Anxiang Garden, after Han Ruzi saw it, Lin Kunshan wiped off the handwriting, stood up and bowed to say goodbye.

Han Ruzi had heard of Xiaonan Mountain, which was not a well-known outing place, and had never heard of Anxiang Garden.

He was very excited.

After noon, Juanhou and his group returned home. Han Ruzi was covered in alcohol. She did not go to the back house and rested in the front hall. Zhang Youcai went to sober up the wine soup. Du Chuanyun drank too much and refused to obey the etiquette. She sat on a chair and slept soundly.

Han Ruzi paced back and forth in the hall, thinking about his next plan. He would not notify Yang Feng. The eunuch had never sent any letters since he went to the Northern Army. Han Ruzi planned to talk about it after getting more information.

There was no one else in the hall. Du Chuanyun, who was still sleeping just now, suddenly jumped up, came to Juehou, held one of his arms tightly, and asked seriously: "How could you deal with the warlock?"

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