The monk was stunned for a moment. He didn't know if it was because of Ling Yun's enthusiasm that he was a little at a loss. He hesitated and said, "The donor... is... the poor monk."
It turned out that this young monk was the monk Zhishan whom he met at Tiantai Temple that day.
Hearing his admission, Ling Yun became even more confused. He didn't understand why the little monk came to his door. If it happened once or twice, he might think it was fate. Repeatedly, this made him feel that this matter was not simple.
But looking at the young monk's face, and thinking about his innocent appearance back then, he doesn't look like a bad person at all.
So he asked, "Little monk, you are so good, why did you come here?"
"this…"
Zhishan had a bitter look on his face, but he couldn't explain why. He looked like he had something to hide.
Ling Yun was also very cheerful. Seeing that he was unwilling to talk, he didn't ask further questions.
"Forget it, since you don't want to say it, then I won't say it."
He would only turn around and suddenly ask, "By the way, why did you guys fight just now?"
Yang Sanniu reflexively looked towards Yang Ergou, but the latter turned his head away early in the morning, as if he had guessed that he would suddenly turn around.
So he could only look at Zhishan and kept gesturing to him with his eyes wide open, as if he was expressing something.
It was the first time Zhishan and Yang Sanniu met, so how could he understand his instructions?
Ling Yun suddenly glared at Yang Sanniu and said angrily, "Sanniu, are those eyes of yours cross-eyed? Why are you moving all the time? Why have you done something unknown and bad, and are you worried about being exposed?"
Yang Sanniu felt aggrieved, but he couldn't tell the truth, so he could only bite the bullet and said, "Master, Sanniu didn't..."
"No? You are becoming more and more unreliable. I used to think you were obedient, but now it seems that you are not as stable as Ergou."
Yang Sanniu lowered his head and said nothing, the disappointment in his eyes was self-evident!
Ling Yun glanced at Yang Sanniu and realized that he had gone too far. He finally softened his mind and suggested, "Okay, since I don't want to say anything, let's do it! If you shake hands, it's equivalent to talking about it.
Let's forget it and don't fight again."
Yang Sanniu felt aggrieved because this was not his original intention, but he could not confess Yang Ergou, so he could only sulk on his own.
In fact, Yang Sanniu also knew that the fault in this matter was his. After all, there was no doubt who was the one who made the move first. This fact made him very happy when Ling Yun proposed to take Yan Huan's hand.
In his opinion, the young master's action was nothing more than protecting him, so that he did not want to find out who was at fault. Otherwise, with the young master's temperament, he would definitely ask about the cause and effect of the matter.
From Ling Yun's point of view, both of them were uninjured, so it didn't matter who was at fault. His original intention in scolding Yang Sanniu was not to hold him accountable, but to make him remember and not to attack others at will.
Of course, this was the capital, and Yang Sanniu's actions were of no importance. If someone provoked him, he would accidentally beat them to death, and he would be the one who suffered in the end.
This is what Ling Yun is worried about!
Zhishan was invited into the mansion by Ling Yun, and his request for roast duck was granted.
Looking at Zhishan eating meat in front of him, Ling Yun had to suspect that this person was a fake monk. He was completely different from the day he met him. He really couldn't understand what Zhishan had been through during this period.
Whenever he thought about a question, Zhishan would look bitter again, but he had no choice but to bury this question in his heart and think about finding time to ask again in the future.
Yang Ergou couldn't stand Zhishan the most. When Ling Yun was around, he could still restrain himself a little, but when Ling Yun left, he became irritated again.
However, due to Zhishan's martial arts prowess, Yang Ergou was just trying to make a fool of himself. As for small tricks, everything was in vain in the face of absolute strength.
Yang Ergou is also smart. Knowing that Zhishan is in the Ling Mansion, he will definitely be wary. He will never dare to do anything to him unless it is absolutely necessary, so he will try his best to ridicule him.
In the Qianning Palace of the Imperial Palace.
The palace maid came to the beauty and whispered, "Your Majesty, Luo Mansion has sent you a reply."
The beauty was startled and said hurriedly, "Bring it up quickly."
The palace maid handed the letter to her, and the beauty took it. Then she waved her right hand to signal the palace maid to go down, and at the same time stepped back to the left and right.
After everyone in the room left, she opened the envelope. She originally thought it was good news, but when she opened the envelope and took a look, she was shocked and stared at the contents of the letter several times in disbelief.
After confirming that it was correct, he looked cold with a cruel expression on his face and murmured to himself, "Ling Yun, since you refuse to eat the toast and insist on drinking the fine wine, then I will satisfy you."
As he spoke, he burned the envelope, and then shouted, "Here comes someone."
With just one shout, the palace maid outside the door immediately came in and whispered, "Your Majesty~"
"Go and tell my sister. Just say that this noble concubine knows about it. Let her relax. This noble concubine has a plan."
"Yes, empress."
The palace maid took the order and retreated. Then she hurriedly went to a corner where someone was waiting. When she saw that person, the palace maid thought about what the woman had just said to her, and then thought about what the person said word for word. Told it once.
A few days later, Ling Yun of the Hanlin Academy was preparing to leave his duties when he suddenly received news that a certain noble concubine in the palace had invited him to the palace for a reunion.
Ling Yun was shocked by this and started thinking wildly, with countless questions in his mind.
Of course, he didn't know the concubine in the palace, and he didn't know who this so-called concubine was. To be honest, he didn't want to accept the invitation at all, but he had no choice but to go.