Two hundred and fifty-five chapters see the Buddhist temple at night
"Da da……"
The sound of galloping horses' hooves resounded through the forest path. As Zhu Biao expected, the baggage of troops and horses that arrived on the north bank of the Luo Ming River until dark was only one-third of the total, and he took it as a matter of course.
Stayed on the South Bank.
When the moon rises and the stars rise, Zhu Biao jumps on his horse and heads towards Lingxue Temple.
Lingxue Temple, southwest of the capital, hosts Master Xuefeng. Although the temple is not big, it is very famous around the capital. It can be said that it is second only to Wenshu Monastery. Because Master Xuefeng has profound Buddhist teachings, he had
He traveled east to the famous mountains and ancient temples in the Central Plains for twenty years, and his footprints were also left in Daleiyin Temple. The word "Shangren" is not an honorific title for common believers, nor is Xuefeng himself calling himself, but Ji Zhao's imperial edict.
It is sealed. Its high reputation can be seen from this.
It is said that Master Xuefeng's martial arts is also extremely good, but he has not been seen in front of others for many years. His current status depends on his profound knowledge of Buddhism rather than his martial arts. Lingxue Temple Martial Arts
The monk's reputation is also so-so, so much so that the rumor that Master Xuefeng is the direct disciple of the previous leader of Wenshu Monastery is like the surface of a lake blown by the wind, and it is difficult to see its true trace.
"Should I knock on the door and get in, or...climb in?" Under Lingxue Peak, Zhu Biao tied up his horse in the woods and strode towards the top of the mountain like a meteor. This was what he thought in his mind!
It was already dark. It would be too rude for me, a man, to visit Shan Yuping's daughter's house at this hour. It would also smell too bad if the news spread. Not only would it hinder Shan Yuping's reputation, but I would also be implicated. The Ministry of War has issued an order, and I
You should be staying in the army at this time. How unbecoming is it for someone to say that you came back to meet a woman in the middle of the night?
The originally fast footwork suddenly slowed down. He had been busy all day long. How could Zhu Biao have time to think about this? At most, he was thinking about how to speak when he saw someone. As for how to 'meet' someone, it was not in his mind at all.
within the scope of consideration.
——With your level, how can you not meet people?
Zhu Biao has always had this mentality. "Oh, it turns out that 'violence' is the first thing in my heart." He laughed softly. "I will definitely see the person." The meaning behind it is not that if the temple dares to stop him,
Can I hit it myself?
He flashed into the forest in the mountains, and after a while, when he came out again, Zhu Biao had already put on a black shadow suit - Ying Xingyi.
Things like Night Walking Clothes that don’t look vague at all. Zhu Biao doesn’t want to buy them anymore now that he has money. The mid-level Shadow Walking Clothes only costs 3 gold!
The figure flew out like a stream of arrows. The foot of the mountain was only two or three miles away from Lingxue Temple Road, so it was not a matter of time.
His internal strength has doubled in half a month, and his agility, flexibility and spiritual attributes have also improved accordingly. Now Zhu Biao can use the "Moyun Golden Wing Skill" again. It is really a golden roc and a mo cloud top!
After arriving outside the wall, he stopped and Zhu Biao listened. There was no one guarding him. He flew past the east wall of the temple. He knew that the ever-burning lamp of Shan Yuping's parents was placed in the east side hall of the Main Hall of Lingxue Peak, but
There is only so much that is known.
As for her specific residence, just look for the small courtyard one by one. It is impossible for Shan Yuping to live in a wing room, and the lanterns of the Hou Mansion will definitely be hung outside the small courtyard with a single family.
With his feet hurried, he was as fast as a wave-skimming petrel. Zhu Biao rose and landed three times. He had already flown fifteen or six feet out and passed through two courtyards. There was a dedicated Lingxue in the side room next to the door of each courtyard.
There were monks in the temple, but their skills were so poor that they could not detect Zhu Biao at all. The distance of fifteen or six feet was enough for him to reach outside the main hall.
Go directly to the East Side Hall. What’s so interesting about the Main Hall? The green lanterns in the side hall are always lit. There is nothing strange about the evergreen lanterns. But why is Shan Yuping still in the hall now that it’s time?
Zhu Biao stared blankly at the delicate figure kneeling on the futon in the palace. It was definitely Shan Yuping. The two maids beside him were standing quietly, and she was also kneeling quietly there.
When I suddenly saw this figure, I thought I had to look for it for a while, but it was such a desolate scene, the ancient Buddha with green lanterns, an orphan girl kneeling all night long under the memorial tablets of her parents...
It was so sudden and so pitiful that Zhu Biao was stunned, and the joy that had just surged in his heart was gone.
"Ta-ta-ta-" The sound of gentle knocking on the door spread throughout the entire side hall.
Shan Yuping still knelt on the futon and did not get up. The two maids behind her looked at each other. The one on the left nodded and walked gently to the palace door. "Didn't the young lady already give orders not to disturb you?" She thought she was at home.
He was a servant, and he never thought it could be anyone else.
"I'm Zhu Biao——"
Those four words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky that made the maid's head dizzy. As soon as she took off the door latch, her hand went limp and hung on the bluestone floor with a 'clang' sound.
"Bless... my... son..." The maid was speechless. When Shan Yuping came to Lingxue Temple this time, Zhu Cai'er almost wanted to follow him, but Shan Yuping refused.
Shan Yuping, who had been kneeling on the futon for a long time, finally changed, and her body visibly stiffened. She stood up and turned around, looking at the bright moon in the sky outside the hall, with a hint of embarrassing confusion in her eyes!
God, it's already midnight now.
The dumbfounding expression on Shan Yuping's face was really the true emotion in her heart at this moment. Ignoring the faint hint of emotion, some of it was just embarrassing.
She is not a nymphomaniac, and Zhu Biao is not a super handsome man like Yushu Linfeng. Shan Yuping will only be attracted to him immediately after seeing a ghost. But without being tempted, how can she be too moved?
Zhu Biao's original words certainly touched the softest part of her heart, but that was all. In such a promising relationship between the two parties, Zhu Biao's being so 'careful' would certainly make him walk into Shan Yuping.
However, the gap between this point and the real step in is still too far. And as Zhu Biao broke his promise, the moment of softness he brought to Shan Yuping had already become hard.
When it comes to women, don't make random promises that you simply can't fulfill. In that case, it's better not to make them at all.
The night was already dark, but Zhu Biao ran over. Shan Yuping, whose tenderness had receded from her heart, did not feel that he was 'deeply affectionate', but only felt that the other party was 'not clear'.
"I don't mean to blame you." Shan Yuping said when she saw Zhu Biao respectfully offering three sticks of incense under his parents' spiritual tablets.
She felt that she couldn't laugh or cry anymore, and she felt that Zhu Biao was doing something like this. It was his intention that Zhu Biao was here now. And everything would change, even between one second before and the next.
There will also be changes. When Shan Yuping saw Zhu Biao offering incense in front of his parents' souls, his inner feelings changed again. The almost negligible touch was aroused.
Identity is identity...
This Zhu Biao is the husband destined for her by her maternal grandparents!
The softness where Shan Yuping was hit was just a little bit of the whole mood. The softness became hard, and the fluctuation was only a little bit of the whole mood. Zhu Biao, who had only met a few times, was still too light in her heart. Today
Zhu Biao didn't show up, and Shan Yuping's heart felt slightly empty, but then it was filled with sadness. Shan Yuping, who has not yet overcome his sadness, no longer feels any disappointment.
How much disappointment someone feels after breaking a promise depends on how much weight that person holds in a woman's mind. Zhu Biao's shadow in Shan Yuping's heart is far less heavy than the word 'engagement'.
Can it bring huge disappointment to Shan Yuping?
"The military order is like a mountain. I know you are going to the battlefield today. Cai'er has told me all day long." When a person puts her feelings in a more neutral position, she will judge things quite reasonably.
and reason.
Zhu Biaoren didn't have time to return to Yibei Houfu, but he sent someone to report the news. In the morning, Zhu Cai'er naturally went to tell Shan Yuping.
"When my father was alive, he had a very good relationship with his mother, but he never used credit for personal gain. The general took orders from the king and had heavy responsibilities on his shoulders. Yuping felt disappointed, but he didn't blame him." The underlying meaning of this sentence is - I
I'm disappointed, but I can understand you and won't blame you.
——Be considerate!
Zhu Biao had a smile on his face.
Shan Yuping is just a beautiful figure. Now with these four words on it, it becomes a lot more vivid in an instant. And being considerate is almost the same as being gentle!
——Gentle and gentle!
"When I enter the battlefield, I don't know when I will be empty. I am here to light three sticks of incense to express my feelings."
"As for the broken promise, although the lady doesn't complain, Zhu Biao is also guilty. Especially when I saw you kneeling on the futon in front of the funeral just now, I feel even more guilty."
With an 'engagement contract' in front of them, it would be easier for Zhu Biao and Shan Yuping to talk. In this way, he could say the warm words openly.
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Yuping... I'm used to it. It's better to stay here for a few days on my parents' memorial day. It's better than disturbing the atmosphere of the whole house by one person. You can also take the opportunity to clean up."
Although my maternal grandparents love my mother, and several uncles also dote on Yuer, the Hou Mansion is the Hou Mansion after all..."
"Young Master is treasured by everyone on the battlefield. Qiu Yuping doesn't understand Wang Shiguo, but Yuping knows that Cai'er can't live without her brother, and her aunt can't live without her son."
"Creak..." The palace door was opened, and under the stone steps of the side hall, two maids, one on the left and one on the right, stood guard with fear and excitement.
"Farewell, Yuping will be sent away soon..." The moonlight shone down, and the ground seemed to be covered with a layer of silver frost. Shan Yuping stood by the door and said.
"Miss, I hope you take this seriously. We'll see you again later." Zhu Biao clasped his hands and said the last four words with his eyes fixed on Shan Yuping. Shan Yuping turned his head away in a dodgy manner, and then the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile.
It's always been smooth, but when it's time to leave, I need to heat it up no matter what.
After stepping out of the threshold, his feet touched the ground a little, and his whole body lifted up in the air. The two ups and downs disappeared in the eyes of the three people below. Shan Yuping watched Zhu Biao disappear, then turned around and walked back to the futon.
There's not even a flicker on it.
But in the hands under the sleeves of the two maids that could not be seen with the naked eye, she was tightly holding something in her hands. This was the first time Zhu Biao gave him something, not a carved pendant or a jade ornament, but two
A small and exquisite hidden murder weapon——
He needs to keep it for himself for self-defense! (To be continued. Registered members of Piaotian Literature recommend this work.
