Zhao Lingyun didn't know yet, Chen Fangfei's elder brother was suing him for no reason. Zhao Lingyun was sitting in the guest room with King Fu, staring at him in big eyes.

Jiang Mingyue sat aside and drank a few sips of water, trying to be calm first so that she could deal with the various problems she had to face next.

"Let's have to have a meal first," Zhao Lingyun suggested after sitting for a while. If you don't want to talk, then let's have a meal.

King Fu: "If you can't eat meat in the temple, can you eat vegetarian noodles?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Eat it, it's not shit, why can't you eat it?"

King Fu rolled his eyes again, "Why do you have to tease me about eating? Are you looking for trouble?"

Zhao Lingyun: "I'm fine. The emperor will get angry later, and he won't be able to get it on me. Think about what you want to do."

This is not something that can be solved by just getting beaten up.

When he thought of seeing his father, King Fu was not afraid. He just couldn't think of how he would tell his father, saying that you gave Zhao Jiaoxian'er's princess, I, Zhao Lingchen, have a crush on me, point this Miss Chen to Erchen. King Fu felt that if he wanted to say this, he would be beaten to death by his father.

"Do you eat vegetarian noodles?" Zhao Lingyun asked Jiang Mingyue if she could eat it.

Jiang Mingyue asked: "Is it delicious?"

Zhao Lingyun: "It's okay. I've eaten the vegetarian noodles in this temple, and it's free to eat them."

This made Jiang Mingyue curious and said, "Don't have money?"

Many people go to Biyun Temple to burn incense every year. If they eat noodles for free, how much does it cost to spend just one noodles in Biyun Temple every year?

Zhao Lingyun scratched his head, "Anyway, the monk in this temple has never asked me for money."

Jiang Mingyue understood that the noodles from Biyun Temple cost money, but this one in her family was just eating and drinking for free.

"Hey, Prince," Zhao Lingyun asked King Fu, "Does the noodles in this temple cost money?"

King Fu looked at Zhao Lingyun with a blank expression and said, "I want to overcome the tribulation, but Zhao Da, are you thinking about eating vegetarian noodles?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Do you go through the tribulation with you when you are hungry? People will be a full devil when they die. Who is going to be a starving devil?"

Jiang Mingyue thought, do these two have to start fighting again?

But King Fu nodded and said, "Your words make sense, then let's eat noodles first."

Jiang Mingyue: “…”

Prince, you are convinced by Zhao Lingyun so easily?

So when Chen Fangfei and her family were still uneasy, hearing Mrs. He cried and chatted to the point of a headache, Jiang Mingyue, Zhao Lingyun and King Fu sat together to eat noodles.

The noodles were sent by Hulu and someone. Not only were there vegetarian noodles, but also a few freshly prepared vegetarian dishes. They were all set up in the local area.

Zhao Lingyun asked Hulu: "Why did you send it to me? Where are the people in this temple?"

Master Zhao remembered now that he had been in Biyun Temple for a long time, but he had not seen a monk from Biyun Temple yet.

Hulu: "They dare not come over, maybe they are afraid of getting into trouble."

Zhao Lingyun slapped the table, "We are still in trouble? Where is the Qingxing people?"

King Fu: "Who is Qingxing? The abbot of Biyun Temple has been replaced? Where has Master Qingjing gone?"

"Qing Jing has already run away," Zhao Lingyun said angrily: "Qingxing is his junior brother. Now Biyun Temple is under his jurisdiction. You are shopping in the capital every day, why don't you know any news?"

King Fu is still caring about Master Qingjing, "Why did Qingjing run away?"

Zhao Lingyun opened his mouth and said nonsense: "Maybe he fell in love with a woman, and he went to have a family and had children."

King Fu believed it and said, "That's it."

Jiang Mingyue couldn't stand it anymore, "Master Qingjing was over 70 years old, what family did he have? Don't talk nonsense."

Zhao Lingyun let Master Qingjing go, but he was not going to let Master Qingxing go, and said to Hulu: "Count the heads, each person has a bowl of noodles, and let the monks in this temple make it for you."

When Hulu heard that there was something to eat, even though he had just eaten a plate of tofu dumplings, Hulu still ran out happily.

"No money," Zhao Lingyun said to King Fu: "You tell Lao Wang not to pretend to be rich."

Jiang Mingyue wanted to ask, why did Wang Shunzi pretend to be a rich man? This person is not short of money, isn’t he just a rich man?

After eating half a bowl of vegetarian noodles, King Fu asked, "Will Qingxing be poor by us?"

Zhao Lingyun curled his lips, "This is just the beginning. We often come to eat this temple until we don't commit crimes with us."

Jiang Mingyue ate noodles silently. The revenge of this master of her family was really amazing, leaving her speechless. And why should you Zhao Xilou take revenge on Biyun Temple? It is obvious that Biyun Temple is the one who is here and there, please let them go, right?

"It's over," King Fu put the empty bowl on the table.

Zhao Lingyun picked up a chopstick and dried flat bamboo shoots and said, "If you don't have enough, order another bowl."

King Fu said: "I'm not in the mood to eat."

Zhao Lingyun: "Then I won't eat it. If I have food in my stomach, I'll die in a while. You'll be a full-filled ghost."

King Fu: "I plan to tell the truth to my father."

Zhao Lingyun: "What the truth is it? Let's make an agreement in advance, don't get involved with my wife, she has nothing to do with this matter."

Is your wife one of the masterminds?

King Fu looked at Jiang Mingyue and said solemnly: "Don't worry, brother and sister, this matter has nothing to do with you. I will never let someone find the one on your head."

Before Jiang Mingyue could speak, Zhao Lingyun said, "Well, it's right for you to think so. What are you going to say to the Lord?"

King Fu: "I want to marry Miss Chen Si."

Zhao Lingyun: "What if the emperor doesn't agree?"

King Fu's neck is stuttering, and he will make harsh words.

"Don't be anxious first," Zhao Lingyun asked King Fu not to speak first, and said, "What if the emperor asked Chen Si to be your concubine? What do you say?"

King Fu insisted: "I want to marry her."

Zhao Lingyun: "This is too difficult. Can you take a step back?"

King Fu said: "I must have a princess, why can't it be Miss Chen Si?"

Zhao Lingyun whispered: "Do you know what the emperor and Concubine Yu planned for you? What if they had found a princess for you, but they hadn't had time to say it yet?"

King Fu looked down with a wooden face, "Oh, who told them not to say it? It's too late to say it now. I've hugged Miss Chen Si."

Zhao Lingyun: "I've even hugged you? Why don't you just say that you two are already asleep..."

"Cough," Jiang Mingyue coughed.

Zhao Lingyun didn't say anything further.

The seven kings of Fu were dissatisfied with each other and eight were resentful, but after glaring at Zhao Lingyun for a while, Fu himself was deflated and said, "It seems that the concubine can do it."

Zhao Lingyun: "Then let's do it. Let's make sure Miss Chen Si will definitely enter your Fuwang Mansion. We have no choice. Don't mess with the emperor for the sake of his reputation. If the emperor is angry, will he point Miss Chen Si to someone else? Will I accompany you to rob the bride?"

King Fu: "How can I guarantee that Miss Four will definitely be with me?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Kneel down and beg, cry, you knock a hole in your head, maybe the emperor will feel soft?"

King Fu felt that Zhao Da was talking nonsense with him. When did his father ever feel soft-hearted? If kowtow is useful, would he have been beaten so many times since he was a child?
Chapter completed!