Spring is fleeting, and April is here before my eyes.
I don’t know if there are too many things happening this spring, but the Buddha Bathing Festival in Baoling Temple is particularly grand this year.
Mingwei went to Mrs. Ming's place one day in advance.
Mrs. Ming had been ill for many days and was feeling better just now.
When an old man is sick, he says bad things.
If anything happens, the two masters in Beijing will be worried.
With the current situation of the Ming family, it will not be easy for Ding to reinstate his job after worrying about it.
Therefore, the second lady, except for the housekeeper, almost lives here these days. She personally serves tea and boils medicine and does not dare to leave.
On this day, Mrs. Ming felt much better and was looking at the flowers by the window. The maid over there came to report that Miss Seven was here.
Mrs. Ming smiled a little reluctantly: "It's Xiaoqi, tell her to come in!"
The second lady saw this in her eyes and sighed secretly.
In just over a month, so many things happened in the family, tearing apart the illusion of harmony in the family.
At such a young age, the old lady had to face such a cruel truth, and one can imagine the shock in her heart.
The key to uncovering all this is the death of Mrs. Ming San.
Mrs. Ming couldn't help but get angry, and she didn't want to see Mingwei very much.
Mingwei also knows this, so he doesn't come here often.
But today, she had to come.
Last night Yang Shu climbed over the wall again and entered Yu Fangyuan, throwing a map to her: "I know what Cui means."
"What?"
"Cuimu Peak." He said, "It's on Xiufeng Mountain."
Mingwei looked at the map and saw the place he pointed out: "Baoling Temple?"
Yang Shu nodded: "Baoling Temple is on Xiufeng Mountain, adjacent to Cuimu Peak."
Mingwei pondered: "So, it is very likely that Ming San hid the things in Cuimu Peak?"
"good."
"How big is that mountain? Is it easy to search?"
Yang Shu spread his hands: "If we want to search, it will take a year and a half!"
"Then we have to find another way!" Mingwei murmured.
They can't afford to delay it for a year and a half.
At this point in the drama, whether Jiang Wenfeng will leave or stay, there must be an explanation in the near future, otherwise, the momentum created during this period will be lost.
"The day after tomorrow is the Buddha Bathing Festival." Yang Shu said, "I heard that the Buddha Bathing Festival in Baoling Temple this year is particularly grand."
Mingwei looked at him: "You mean to use the Buddha Bathing Festival to lure the snake out of its hole?"
Yang Shu smiled and looked at the golden hairpin in her hair: "People have been looking at this bait for many days, is it time to take the bait?"
Mingwei thought for a while and smiled: "Then let's go to Baoling Temple for a tryst?"
Yang Shu laughed loudly: "How dare you refuse to accept the invitation from a beautiful woman?"
…
"Do you want to go to Baoling Temple?" Mrs. Ming frowned.
"Yes." Mingwei lowered her eyebrows and said, "My mother has not been buried yet. I want to take advantage of the Buddha Bathing Festival to soak up the Buddhist incense. Maybe my mother's resentment will be dissipated..."
Mrs. Ming was stunned for a while, then sighed: "It's okay, I'd like to take some time away from my depression at home recently."
The old lady turned around and shouted: "Huang Ying, tell someone to go to Baoling Temple and tell them to leave a yard for us tomorrow."
The second lady was stunned for a moment and asked quickly: "Mom, are you going too?"
"If you want to go, let's go together." Mrs. Ming said, "Go to the Buddha to pray for blessings. I hope things go well at home."
"But your body..."
"I'm fine now. I feel so uncomfortable being stuck in the house all day long."
The second madam thought about it. The old madam was originally suffering from a heart disease. She went to Baoling Temple to donate some money and seek psychological comfort. Maybe she would get better quickly.
"Then my wife will give her orders now."
"Well." Mrs. Ming said again, "ask the fourth wife to go with her. She has been sick for many days. It would be unreasonable to continue to be sick."
"yes."
Before the second lady left, she glanced at Mingwei and sighed in her heart.
That Mr. Yang has been sending me things lately. Being separated from the inside and outside like this, I can't always see him. I'm afraid I can't bear it.
Why doesn't this kid listen to advice?
…
The second master just came back from outside and was stunned for a moment when he heard the news.
He didn't even go back to the house, so he went to Mrs. Ma's small courtyard first.
"That girl is going out," the second master said.
Hearing the news, the person behind the desk took a long breath: "She is finally going out. After so many days, she has whetted her appetite."
"Are you trying to lure us into a trap?"
He didn't answer, but asked: "Where is she going?"
The second master said: "I said tomorrow is the Buddha Bathing Festival, so I will go to Baoling Temple."
He frowned.
The second master said again: "I just got some news when I went out earlier."
"What?"
"That Mr. Yang knew about the Buddha Bathing Festival and wanted to visit Baoling Temple. He also invited Jiang Wenfeng. When the prince heard about this, he simply invited everyone to go with him."
Seeing that his expression was not good, the second master was a little cautious: "What, is there something wrong here?"
After a while, he replied: "Of course they made an appointment, it's just the location. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional."
The second master immediately thought: "What you mentioned earlier is in Baoling Temple?"
Seeing him nodding slowly, the second master was shocked: "Have they already known the secret of the golden hairpin? No way, didn't you say that ordinary people can't discover this thing?"
"I don't know." His voice was deep. "They didn't steal it that night. They must have guessed that there was something fatal in their hands. There are two possibilities now. One is that they discovered the secret of the golden hairpin. Maybe they can still get it from it.
The spy found other clues, so he went to Baoling Temple. Secondly, they didn't find out, they just felt something was wrong. This meeting was just to lure us into taking the bait and let us tell ourselves what the deadly thing was.
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The second master didn't believe it: "The spy only has a handful of bones left, how can he leave any clues? I saw it with my own eyes, not even a piece of paper was left. Even if he summons the soul, if you don't say that he has become a murderer, there is no way to summon the soul.
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The other party frowned: "That's a secret agent from the Imperial City Department. Who knows if he has some tricks up his sleeve."
After a pause, he added: "Besides, don't you think things have become out of control since that girl woke up? After Ji's death, I was originally worried that she would be summoned, but I couldn't find her even after searching for it.
Her soul is haunted and haunted these days. Her occult skills may be stronger than I thought."
"Then what should we do? You even killed the spies of the Imperial City Division, why can't you kill her? Anyway, you said she is not Xiao Qi."
He smiled bitterly: "Do you think it is easy for me to kill that spy? It took many conditions to come together to kill him in one fell swoop. Moreover, killing her will not solve the future troubles. The key is Jiang Wenfeng and that Young Master Yang."
When he said this, the second master was also troubled: "Then shall we follow or not?"
He closed his eyes and meditated. After a while, he opened his eyes and said with all his energy: "Follow! The soldiers will block you, and the water will cover you. You tell the king so that we can make arrangements. If the worst outcome is really the worst... you can't kill anyone."