The feeling of water in the shoes was not good, Leng Xiaobai regretted it a little. If he had known that the rain was getting heavier and he would have left long ago, why wait for a while? This is not an unnecessary move.

Even Mo Qing behind him didn't say a word. From the beginning, he still controlled his body and did not get too close to Leng Xiaobai. In the end, he was stuck on his whole body. It was so tiring to stick to the bumps along the way and to insist on a posture.

Leng Xiaobai was thinking about going home, but he didn't expect that the woman behind him had so many ideas.

From Shangren's Mansion to Wang Mansion, you need to pass through Honglu Temple. Although it is not the nearest road, Leng Xiaobai still chose to take this road.

When I arrived at Honglu Temple, I put down Lian Moqing behind me, and saw that the rain outside was much heavier than when I left, especially the clothes on my body were already wet.

Running all the way is not a problem, the problem is that it is very inconvenient to take someone with you when you run back like this.

"Not everyone can enter the Honglu Temple, what are you doing here?"

There was a person in the yard shouting at this side, and he was very unhappy. He was sleeping happily. It was a waste if he didn't sleep like this, but he didn't expect to be disturbed.

"I am Leng Xiaobai, the newly appointed Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple, and I will take shelter from the rain here and leave later."

Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple?

"Leave here quickly. It is a death sentence for pretending to be a court official. If you don't want to die, leave here quickly."

Leng Xiaobai couldn't see the person clearly and didn't want to stay here. The clothes on her body were already wet, and wearing them like this would easily cause cold infections.

"There is still a stick of incense, you're holding on."

Leng Xiaobai squatted in front of Lian Moqing. The umbrella was already unusable by the wind and rain along the way. He carried Lian Moqing to a room in the gate of Honglu Temple.

There were a few straw raincoats there, and it would be fine to wear them back. Leng Xiaobai took the largest one and let Lian Moqing behind him draped it on his body.

Leng Xiaobai's physical strength was not easy to use. He ran all the way from Shangren Mansion. If it weren't for the clothes on his body, he would have already arrived at home.

Seeing the figure at the door suddenly disappear, like a ghost, the doorman standing on the other side of the yard was so scared that he was shocked.

"What did that person just said, have you heard it clearly?"

A man walked out of the room and asked at the old man standing at the door.

The old man hesitated and looked at the no one at the door, saying, "He seems to say that he is the newly appointed Shaoqing of Honglu Temple Leng Xiaobai. I can't confirm whether this is the sentence."

The man who walked out of the room also looked at the door and was not angry because of the old man's hesitation. He was a person with a very good temper. Many things were passed by harmoniously. Only some things that were more likely to make people angry, which once angered him.

"Probably, it doesn't matter anymore."

"Today is such a good day, but I don't always come to sleep. I always have to do something to be worthy of such a good day."

The old man was a little confused. He didn’t say it would be a pity to not sleep like this good day, but why did he sleep again but was a waste of time?

He was a little unable to see through this adult.

There were only two people in Honglu Temple. Because of their subtle relationship with Xiliang and Nanman Kingdoms, they rarely went to Daxia, so that although there were various facilities and positions here, there were only two people watching here.

One is the old man in the custody, and the other is Gao Yuanhong, the minister of the Honglu Temple.

If you don’t go to the court or communicate, you will have no friends. Except for those from the Ministry of Rites who know the Honglu Temple and know that there is an adult here, few people will come here to do anything.

What Gao Yuanhong likes to do the most is to write two characters in his study, which may be so boring that he has some such idiots to spend time. However, another old man from Honglu Temple couldn't read a single big character, but he had no one to admire.

Walking in the low pond, Gao Yuanhong felt the rain soaking his shoes and wandering between his feet. The feeling was as pleasant as the wind was coming under his feet.

"One person has come again, it's just around the corner."

When he arrived at the study, he didn't have time to take off the soaked shoes. Gao Yuanhong walked to the desk, picked up the pen with paint that had been used, and wrote on the prepared rice paper:

Today I have seen a noble man with wet hair on the boat,

The spring rain falls and the beads rise, making the heaven and earth laugh.

The writing is not very good. Gao Yuanhong likes art and elegance, but he just shows off when there is no one in private. Looking at what he writes, the more he likes it the more he reads.

Leng Xiaobai's name spread in Kyoto, not because of what he did, because Fang Yan, a more famous person in Kyoto.

He went to the Daming Palace to play a game of warrior Cheng Yu and won, which was enough to give him a great reputation in Kyoto. The person who appeared with this name was a man named Leng Xiaobai.

There are not many people who know Leng Xiaobai. It is said that he is a man under Fang Yan and has made some contributions in the Kyoto work, so he has the position of Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple. Apart from blatantly giving him some money, there is no other benefit.

Others may think so, but Gao Yuanhong never thought so. Those in the court looked down on the people of the martial arts world, and the martial arts world people were also reluctant to enter the court.

In the eyes of those people in the court, there are no rules for the people in the martial arts world. Their style of doing things is really uncommon, let alone appreciate them. They are all chivalrous, but they do things that go against the rules.

In the eyes of the people of the martial arts world, the court is a group of vicious people with paper and pen. The wars that were provoked were all written by them. What is for the country and the people, and the final purpose is to enrich your own pockets.

Gao Yuanhong looked down on those people in the court. Those people were not just famous. They did a lot of things for the country and the people, such as the emergence of the Canglong Road, the birth of the South China Sea route, and the two foreign countries with Yumen Pass and Shu Mountain as the boundary.

The Great Xia Dynasty had the spirit of a great power at the beginning of its reign. This was not something that could be done by drawing and drawing. Their minds were ignorant.

As for the people of the Jianghu, Leng Xiaobai is a man of the Jianghu, and he values ​​it very much.

Gao Yuanhong started writing, the ink on the rice paper had dried up, the wind blew in from outside, and the clouds in the sky were also radiating, ready to leave.

There was a pool of water on the ground in the palace. Leng Xiaobai, who was wearing very simple clothes, looked at the rain outside the door, and became more angry. As soon as he arrived at home, the rain outside became much smaller, and it was getting smaller and smaller.

"What are you doing in such a hurry? It's not that there is no one at home. What else are you worried about in Kyoto?"

Seeing Leng Xiaobai coming back like a chicken, she actually laughed. On the one hand, the movements in her hands were not much slower than Hongyun. Even after Mo Qing got down, her whole body was wet. Yan Xia took out a piece of clothes and handed them to her, and went to the back to change her clothes.

"This naive thing is really annoying. It rains when it rains. It's too small and doesn't give any signal at all."

Leng Xiaobai felt unhappy and always felt like he was being provoked, but he had no choice but to provoke him. The one who provoked him was inaccessible.
Chapter completed!