1173, Luan Feng to the instrument (27) three in one
Luan Feng Lai Yi(27)
"Why?" Yin Bofang couldn't accept this fact. He held Ran Geng's hand and asked over and over again, "Why?"
Is there any profound reason?
"I am the person closest to 'her'." Ran Geng smiled miserably, "What he was looking for never appeared, so he thought it was me who was greedy."
Is that so?
Yin Bofang stood up for a moment: "If others don't know who you are, how can they not know? I..."
"Stand down." Ran Geng took Yin Bofang's hand with his backhand, "This is already the case, what else can be done?"
Yin Bofang shook his head: "Why would he think of you?"
"Why did you think of me? Yes! How did you think of me?" He said with a bit of a wry smile after a long time: "I suspect that 'she' misled me." As he said that, he couldn't help but laugh.
, "That place, that secret, she doesn't want more people to know. And I seem to know too much. Over the years, I have been trying to find her, even at the risk of cooperating with her. But she...behaves
She was so well hidden that no trace could be found. Now I can only confirm that she is still in the palace. So, Bing Zhou, you know a lot, so be careful...be careful...be careful again. I am now
In this way...it's only thanks to my grandson that I can still breathe. As for how long I can live..." He shook his head, "I'm afraid it's really not much."
The conversation seemed to be understood only by each other.
Anyway, the people who listened listened to the whole audience, but except for him, they didn’t understand anything.
This person, that person, who can understand what they mean? Who do they refer to?
The fourth master and Lin Yutong could make a rough guess, but Yin Chengzhi and the prince probably didn't think of that much.
After all, who would have thought of the things on that woman without seeing or hearing about them?
The two people looked at each other, and then realized how difficult it was to get the news from their mouths. Not to mention that they heard vaguely when they eavesdropped, but now they have the opportunity to call them like this in front of them.
Listen, but you can’t hear the ugly Yin Mao.
Yin Bofang was sitting next to Ran Geng's bed. It could be seen that the relationship between the two was really good. He kept saying: "Why didn't you send me a message? Why didn't you come to me? If you had found me earlier,
Come on, why is your body like this? You are always so stubborn, are we outsiders? How can I be embarrassed by you like this..."
Ran Geng just smiled.
Yin Bofang couldn't help but burst into tears when he looked at him: "You are still like this, you don't want to cause trouble to anyone. But I...you treat me as an outsider, have you ever thought about what I feel like? These years, secretly
I searched for you all over the world, even to Beikang, Xihai, anywhere I could go to find you. There was no news about you. Who would have thought that when you show up again, it would be like this..."
Ran Geng shook his head and held Yin Bofang's hand tightly: "Precisely because you are not someone else, I can't implicate you. If he didn't find me, how could he not think of finding me through you? So, I'm looking for you for you.
It's causing trouble. Not to mention your situation...at that time...so many years have passed...now, I'm not afraid anymore. Just hand me over to him and tell him to take a good look to see what he is looking for.
Is it on me? With such a ghostly look, what else can we talk about... When he saw me, he might have changed his mind and wouldn't embarrass you anymore. I thought that when the money comes to Beijing, you should be in trouble."
Ran Geng didn't say many important words. He paused midway. Only Uncle Yin could understand these things. Yin Chengzhi and the prince looked at each other, helpless, and couldn't hear anything.
I can only be sure that the matter has something to do with the emperor. But for some reason, I didn’t understand.
Yin Bofang choked up and couldn't speak: "Why should I hand you over... Don't worry, live well in the house, I will find the best doctor for you, he can live well, why can't we. After doing so much
It's so immoral, I don't believe what happened to him in the end. Don't be in a hurry to die, just wait and see what happens to him. Wait for me too...Yunzhi...You're not here, you've been here all these years
I don’t know how I got here... It’s hard... It’s hard... Don’t leave in a hurry, just wait for me. Who else can talk to me intimately now besides you?"
Yin Chengzhi stayed aside, always feeling that these words were accusing him.
The prince said: "Guhui sent Divine Doctor Luo over..."
"It's all good. Wouldn't it be suspicious to invite Divine Doctor Luo here?" Yin Chengzhi shook his head: "It's a bit rash for you to come here today."
Yin Bofang glared at his son: "I just said that you were sick... your illness was not serious, so I asked Divine Doctor Luo. If your Uncle Ran is not well, you should stay in the house for a day. Don't go out and go crazy."
"
It seemed like he was trying to find an excuse for Ran Geng to see a doctor, but he didn't express his attitude in front of the prince. Yin Bofang didn't want his son to get too close to the prince. For the same reason, he didn't want his grandson to be too close to the prince.
Walking too close.
You have to listen to your words. These words made Lin Yutong and Lin Pingzhang quite embarrassed.
Lin Yutong coughed lightly: "In his situation, there shouldn't be anything Dr. Luo can do. He seems to have been exposed to something. Come to think of it..." She looked at Ran Geng, "I think that he is the one you mentioned. I doubt that you have it."
Based on that. You must have deeply touched things that he didn’t ask you to touch. Otherwise, where did your dun come from?”
Yes!
This is the key.
Regardless of whether someone has hinted and guided you, at least there is something suspicious about you.
The question is, what exactly did you do?
Yin Bofang did not question Ran Geng's intention, but said to Lin Yutong: "No matter what he does, he has his reasons. Your Highness, you are a little too aggressive."
All right.
It seems that Yin Bofang has no good impression of the royal family at all.
Lin Yutong looked at Lin Pingzhang and said, "Father, we have also met, so we should go back first."
It’s easy to talk to the rest of the family, father, son, grandfather and grandson. I don’t believe you and Yin Chengzhihao want to wear a pair of pants, so he won’t tell you?
But in fact, Yin Bofang controlled this matter very strictly. He is his own son and grandson. Want to know?
Get out of here early!
When only the two of them were left in the room, Uncle Yin asked: "Although he has become less human, I have to say that he really has a good grandson... What Taisun said makes sense. What do you think?"
What happened?"
Ran Geng then said: "I searched for that woman's body..."
"What do you mean?" Yin Bofang didn't understand. "If there was something on this body, wouldn't it have been found long ago?"
Ran Geng closed his eyes: "How can it be so easy to preserve a body? Just say it and save it? What's more, he also asked that the appearance should not be damaged... this... have you ever heard of it?"
Yin Bofang frowned: "So, it seems that you are using a new method, why is the crystal coffin airtight... In fact, you still follow the ancient method..."
Ran Geng nodded: "The internal organs and even the brain... can't be saved. They have to be watered with that stuff... You know, this stuff is highly poisonous... Anyone who has been infected with it will not be immune to the disease. But everyone
If you catch the disease, you are waiting to die..."
"Then why do you still use this method?" Yin Bofang was puzzled: "You have learned a lot. It is a bit difficult to ensure that the corpse will not rot for thousands of years. But to ensure that the corpse will not rot for a hundred years, I believe you have a lot of
method. But why do you have to adopt this method that you know will be suspected?"
"That's a monster!" Ran Geng raised his head with difficulty from the bed, "That's a monster. I've seen it with my own eyes... Anyway... it would be a big deal if he found it. I have to find it first.
Ruined it..."
Others did not believe what Ran Geng said, but Yin Bofang did.
Others would think that Ran Geng was probably greedy, but Yin Bofang would not think so.
He knew that Ran Geng was not that kind of person.
It was the same idea that he and Kyuubi, the commander of the Five Tribes Division back then, wanted to kill the woman behind the emperor's back: because they were convinced that she would be a disaster if she lived.
In the end, it was done and Kyuubi was gone.
The so-called "things are done" was also a self-righteous thought at the time. Who could have known that her Taoism was so profound.
Yin Bofang sighed: "So, he found out that you had moved the body and thought you... found that thing..."
"I was so poisoned at that time...I didn't dare to go home, and I was in a coma in Jiuwei's abandoned lair." Ran Geng smiled bitterly, "Who knew he couldn't find me, and became more suspicious of me, thinking that I had succeeded. He
You know your obsession with that thing. Suddenly, you think that the person you trust the most has betrayed you, and that the thing he has been pursuing has been taken away by me, a close confidant... In anger, everyone in the Ran family has no choice.
As soon as I was spared... I also sent someone back to report the news, and the person who reported the news came back and said... My situation at that time was such that I couldn't show up at all. At least I knew you were here, and you wouldn't watch my whole family being killed in the wilderness...
…”
In fact, it was Yin Bofang who ordered people to bury the body, which is not considered a thin burial.
He asked: "How have you lived these years?"
"I didn't bury my family in person...but later, when my health was a little better, I still went in person." Ran Geng lay down and took a few more breaths, and his voice became weaker and weaker, "But after my parents
On the tombstone in front of the grave, I found a mark... It was a line with an arrow, and the arrow pointed directly at the bottom of the tombstone... So I reached out to dig, and dug out a box from underneath... There was only a small piece of paper in the box.
I took the ticket stub from the pawn shop, found the pawn shop, and took out the pawned item. It was an inconspicuous small box, and there was a letter sealed in the box. The letter only contained two sentences: The world will be in chaos, and evildoers will be everywhere."
Yin Bofang's brows furrowed even more tightly: "You wanted to take revenge, so you started cooperating with the owner who wrote this letter. At that time, you didn't know who the owner was behind this?"
Ran Geng nodded: "So, a wise man is not always a wise man! Blinded by hatred, he will do stupid things."
"Do you firmly believe that the Lin family will not last long?" Yin Bofang asked in a low voice.
Ran Geng smiled bitterly: "I have always believed it before. I even visited the old man Xuanji for this purpose, and he did indeed say so. What a pity, last winter, he sent me a letter, saying
It's because the sky has changed and the secret is hard to find." As he spoke, he paused again and continued: "However, I still don't understand what he said... He said that the Lin family is very prosperous and has not yet exhausted its power. It's just that.
There is something strange, and he still needs time to verify it. Therefore, I don’t quite understand whether this so-called variable is caused by the grandson or the woman..."
Yin Bofang skipped this question. He had always believed in these illusory things. Even when that woman appeared, he never changed his attitude. No matter how extraordinary he was, he was still a human body, just like a knife stabbed into his body.
She would die. Although she didn't know what the moral principles were, the fact that she had been hiding her head and showing her tail all these years actually proved that she was afraid. So she skipped the topic and asked directly: "When did you know that there was the shadow of that woman behind this?"
Ran Geng smiled bitterly: "I have no shame to tell anyone. It happened a few days ago. I received a letter asking me to find a way to get rid of my grandson. At that time, the third prince happened to be on the boat, and it happened to be that day that the third prince was going to
Getting off the boat to eat bamboo fish...all this is too coincidental...so I concluded that it must have something to do with that woman..."
"Maybe I've kept it secret from you for so many years..." Yin Bofang shook his head, "If she has such a brain, is she still her? Will dying again and again make people smarter?"
When it comes to things like IQ, if you have it, you have it, and if you don't have it, you don't have it. What's the saying, it's easy to change a country but hard to change one's nature. Has she really changed completely?
Why don't you believe it so much?
The two of them were relatively speechless for a long time.
Yin Bofang spoke first again: "Why don't you take action against your grandson?"
Ran Geng smiled bitterly: "I can't do it. What's wrong with his grandson, your grandson, and the children? What's more, even if I want to do it, I'm not completely sure. Your grandson is an extraordinary person.
He doesn't show off his mountains or leaks, but I feel that he had a great influence on my grandson."
Yin Bofang raised his eyebrows slightly, it was not easy for Ran Geng to praise someone.
But on this issue, he did not dwell on it. He only asked: "Are you sure that she is in the palace now?"
"Yes!" Ran Geng nodded.
Yin Bofang frowned more and more: "If it were in the palace, it would be under his nose. But why didn't he notice it at all?"
This is also a question that Ran Geng can't figure out. "What is the truth? See it for me. My body... has reached its limit. I can see you before I die. I am satisfied."
When I die, bury me next to my parents..."
While the two were talking, the butler reported outside: "Sir... something has arrived from the East Palace, saying it is for Mr. Funiu."
Yin Bofang muttered, then got up and went out, took the things, and sent the housekeeper: "Stand guard outside the yard."
After saying that, he went in holding the box and said, "Look! It's for you. What is it?"
He opened it easily, and there were several porcelain bottles inside. When he opened the porcelain bottles, the aroma of medicine filled his nose: "This is it?"
Ran Geng had been ill for a long time. He only smelled it and said: "I didn't expect that a person like him would have such a kind grandson. This is the medicine given to me. Although it cannot cure the poison in my body, it can suppress the toxicity.
It should be possible." He smiled bitterly: "It seems that people still don't want me to die."
Yin Bofang put the medicine on his pillow: "But Yun Zhi, we still have to solve the matter of that woman. Try not to let the next generation know about it. Now, although the prince is frail,
A little, but at least it is still Qingming. The grandson looked at it and still had the appearance of a wise king. But thinking about the young man on the dragon throne, who wouldn't say that he was a wise king? But what is the result? The temptation of immortality, then
It is too big for the king. This secret cannot be exposed, otherwise it will cause endless harm!"
Ran Geng pursed his lips for a long time before nodding leisurely: "You're right... right! There are some secrets that should be brought into the coffin."
Therefore, with this understanding, Yin Chengzhi's desire to find out something from these two people is simply a dream.
He told Lin Pingzhang: "If we can't find out, we can't even meet Mr. Ran alone. We don't know what secrets there are between them."
"If we can't figure out what happened, we are always in the clouds and can't see clearly." Lin Pingzhang frowned, "They come and go, talking about who they are. Is there some force behind it that we don't know about, so
, even if you want to move, you feel constrained. You still have to figure this out."
But after so many years of research, I haven't caught a single clue.
How to check?
Soon, they no longer had time to think about how to investigate this matter, because the capital was completely bustling.
First, officials of all sizes from Jiangnan and Jiangnan provinces were escorted to Beijing.
Second, the "tax silver" arrived at the dock, 10 million taels of silver. Many small officials and officials have already relied on loans to live. After getting this money, they must pay out their arrears of salary.
So all the officials, big and small, all went out.
The reason why the high-ranking officials are involved is because they are afraid of being involved. Jiangnan is already rich, and coupled with the network of contacts in the officialdom, a single move can affect the whole body. Who knows if someone's cousin's niece is married to so-and-so. Except
In-law relationships, teacher-student relationships, same-year-old relationships, fellow villagers relationships, miscellaneous things, the emperor's imperial papers were filled with pleas for mercy.
The petty officials went out to find a way to get the big guys to give me some discounts to see if they would give me my salary.
Feng Qian'en turned on the light and said, "Your Majesty, it's getting late. Look... why don't you take a rest?"
Emperor Xuanping pushed the folds away, sneered, and pointed at a pile of folds: "Everyone in this pile is crying for injustice! I really think I am confused. They all died innocently, and none of them were unjustly accused." Again.
Pointing to another pile, "Everyone in this pile is a debt collector."
Feng Qianen ignored the one who asked for money and only talked about the one who complained about injustice: "What you said is that those who complain about injustice are not necessarily loyal ministers. Those who say nothing are not necessarily traitorous ministers."
Emperor Xuanping paused his hand: "I know that you want to intercede with Yin Bofang."
Feng Qianen lowered his head and dared not speak.
Emperor Xuanping pushed down all the folds with a 'clatter', "Half of this prisoner is his student, how about not punishing him?"
Feng Qianen forced a smile: "Your Majesty... It's not easy for Mr. Yin... The south is beyond reach, but someone has to do it. Of course, upright officials have the benefits of being honest, but how can upright officials be so obedient... If they want money... they just
Dare to disobey for the so-called people of Li... The grandson is young and does not know the importance. Do you still remember the Lu Anmin who was appointed? That was the man who reported the shortcomings of Chen Jiangnan and the imperial court... You said,
If all the officials in Jiangnan were like this, how could the imperial court be maintained until now? It doesn’t matter if it’s a slave, it doesn’t matter if it’s honest, it doesn’t matter if it’s greedy, it’s easy to use, it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter if it’s good or bad, it just works.”
Emperor Xuanping's face slowly relaxed, and he snorted softly: "What kind of drug did he give you again, and you said such nice things to him?"
Feng Qianen knelt down with a thump: "I can't say anything nice to him. I just feel sorry for Your Majesty. Back then, His Majesty had four sages around him, but now, he is the only one left. He is the only one who can talk to Your Majesty."
.If it happens again... how uncomfortable will you feel?"
Emperor Xuanping closed his eyes and looked a little sad, "Dingzhou... Yunzhi... Jiuwei... Wuwei..." As he spoke, he sighed and whispered: "Over there in Liangzhou...
...Forget it, stop pursuing it. Just take the money as it comes, and either give it to Changning or Wuwei... Let them go."
Fearless is the word of Qi Wei. Few people call it, and not many people even remember this word.
But he is someone your Majesty will never forget.
"Your Majesty... you are wise." Feng Qian'en knelt down and said silently: After going around in a circle, the matter was finally done. Lin Houzhi, I have repaid your favor. Don't always think that I owe you anything in the future. Now
, I don’t owe anyone anything.
He knelt down and picked up the folds one by one, "Your Majesty, what do you think...how should we deal with this matter? Do you want to ask the grandson what he wants?"
Emperor Xuanping narrowed his eyes and said after a long time: "Go to the East Palace and ask our grandson. Let's see... what does he want?"
Feng Qian'en's heart skipped a beat, he said yes, and then silently retreated.
This statement can be said to be heartbreaking.
When Lin Yutong heard this question, he was in the prince's study. He was specially called over and said that someone from the palace was coming.
There was a room full of people sitting in the study, all officials from the James Mansion and the East Palace.
When Feng Qian'en said in an emperor's tone: "...Ask our great-grandson what he really wants?", everyone knew that they were going to be spoiled.
The emperor was angry.
Lin Pingzhang closed his eyes, and when he opened them again he felt calm, and then he said: "Father..."
Lin Yutong stopped Lin Pingzhang and looked at Feng Qianen with a smile: "The words of the emperor's grandfather are frightening. It's not what I, the great grandson, want to do. It's what the people of the world want. When I was in Jiangnan, I heard a widely circulated song.
I will write this poem to the Emperor’s Grandfather now. After reading this poem, the Emperor’s Grandfather will do whatever he thinks.”
After saying that, she grabbed the wolf hair on the table and dipped it in ink. She wrote a line on Chai and recited a sentence: "The civil and military officials of the entire dynasty wear brocade robes... There is no trace of the union between Lu and Yan... A cup of fine wine brings the blood of a thousand people... Several bowls of fat
The surname of Geng Wan is anointed... When people shed tears, the sky will shed tears... The laughter is high and the cry is loud... Cattle and sheep are given to jackals and wolves for herding... I have done my best to serve you Cao... "
She stopped writing and Chai Tong shut up.
The whole study was silent for a moment, and then they all knelt down: "I'm waiting for you to die!"
Lin Yutong did not scream, but slowly dried the words on the paper, then picked it up, rolled it up, and handed it to Feng Qianen: "Send it to the emperor's grandfather for inspection. After reading it, the emperor's grandfather can do whatever he thinks should be done."
Counterattack an entire army!
Feng Qian'en couldn't help but look at the great-grandson vaguely: Is this the student taught by Lin Houzhi? How good!
"It's so good!" Emperor Xuanping sneered while holding the poem. He didn't know whether he was angry at Taisun's method or because he was angry at the corrupt officials in Jiangnan who aroused public anger.
The cries are louder in high places, and the people of the world are suffering so much. How can I, the royal father, remain indifferent. Kill! It deserves to be killed! It is true that cattle and sheep are given to jackals and wolves for grazing, and those who have failed to fulfill the emperor's kindness should be cut into pieces."
As he spoke, he smiled again and said to Feng Qianen: "I told you to study hard back then, but you didn't study hard. Look at Lin Houzhi, not only did he study well, but he also taught a good student. This student also studied well.
You see... this poem is well done. Good poetry is not about gorgeous words, nor is it touching people's hearts. Good poetry can kill people..."
Feng Qianen only pretended to be surprised: "You mean...this poem is not spread among the people in Jiangnan..."
Why are you pretending to be confused? Emperor Xuanping glared at him: "But as long as she is willing, she can spread it in Jiangnan and even the whole world in an instant."
It's so inflammatory.
If I had failed to kill him after such a failure of the emperor's favor, he would really have become a foolish king.
Feng Qian'en saw that his master was so angry that he said: "I must kill him. But this grandson is too sharp. No one is close to each other, and he doesn't show any affection at all. I'm afraid he dares to get close to him.
There aren’t many left for my grandson.”
Emperor Xuanping did not say anything. Whether he is close or not is not the most important thing. The important thing is: being fair and clear, clear and honest, honest and powerful... If you are powerful... you can prosper your business.
The more this happened, the more the ministers feared and respected him.
This grandson... is actually a good grandson.
With this in mind, I made a red circle: All those who are escorted to the capital, without exception, will be asked to be executed by Queen Qiu.
Now that this matter is over, there is another matter, and that is money. Once the money goes into the treasury, how should it be spent?
They were all staring at it. Each one looked like a hungry wolf.
The officials then spoke: Salaries have really been paid out, and it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival soon. Everyone is waiting for the money to celebrate the festival. Many people can't get over the problem.
The Ministry of Industry, for example, is also worried. The autumn floods are just around the corner. Either this place is flooded, or that place is flooded. It is like this every year. Now it is too late to repair river embankments and water conservancy. But flood prevention and post-disaster prevention
Relief is a top priority. If you have money, get it before you spend it.
But as a result, as soon as the discount was published, the emperor fell ill.
It is said that he was very ill and could not even get out of bed.
The emperor is so ill. As ministers, can you bear to force the emperor to read the book? Where is your loyalty and filial piety?
Is it a deal?
If you want money, don't worry, wait until the emperor recovers from his illness.
"It's just a procrastination trick." Lin Pingzhang laughed angrily himself, "Now he can really use any rogue method."
But what can Lin Yutong, the grandson, do at this time?
Nothing can be done.
She never forces anything that she cannot do.
The emperor was ill, and she also sent greeting cards and signs to the palace to visit. But they were all refused. She just said that she was afraid that her children and grandchildren would get over the illness, so she disappeared. She didn't even hold a Mid-Autumn Palace banquet.
, let each of you have fun.
You said you are so sick and everyone is having fun outside. Isn't this looking for trouble?
Who can have a good holiday even if it’s a big holiday?
What troubled Lin Yutong the most was that maybe she was so disgusted with others that the palace gave her a separate decree, telling her to go to the Imperial Academy after the festival and study hard with the great scholar. As for the specialized master, originally the palace
There should be instructions, but there is no clear purpose.
It was as if he was deliberately disgusting Dong Gong.br Dong Gong had long been accustomed to this. Lin Pingzhang was afraid that Lin Yutong would feel unhappy, so he also said: "It's the same at home, we have a family reunion dinner."
Roujia looked left and right, then whispered: "Otherwise, my daughter should go to Huangjue Temple to pray. Pray for the emperor's grandfather and the emperor's grandmother."
this……
She had good intentions. She felt that this should be done to change the status of the East Palace in the emperor's heart. But as a young girl, she couldn't understand it at all. Neither the prince nor the grandson actually took this matter too seriously.
But she wanted to pray... Lin Yutong said: "That's fine! I'll ask someone to take you there early tomorrow morning. Bring everything you need to bring, don't mind the trouble. It doesn't take too long, let's go... for seven days
, I will pick you up personally after that."
Roujia's eyes lit up and she immediately said happily: "Will my brother send me there tomorrow?"
When the Crown Princess wanted to speak, Lin Yutong held her hand calmly and said with a smile: "There's really nothing I can do about you. Okay, I'll take you there tomorrow."
Rou Jia went to hug the Crown Princess's arm: "Mom, it would be nice if my brother came back, right?"
The Crown Princess smiled and said, "Then go back and pack your things. Don't leave anything behind."
Roujia stood up, blessed her parents, held up her skirt and ran out.
Feeling cared for and not being left out, she became much more lively.
Going to Huangjue Temple, she felt that she was not useless, at least she had done her part for the East Palace.
Furthermore, Lin Yutong explained to the prince: "Father said that the family should have a reunion dinner, and I think so too. It's time for us to have a reunion dinner." After saying that, he looked at the prince: "On the Mid-Autumn Festival, let's have a reunion dinner.
Che Jianxing... Let's go out to eat... How about the other courtyard? It's clean there..."
The princess' tears fell immediately and she turned away to wipe her tears. For so many years, Wu'er has been spending the holidays alone.
She turned to look at the prince and called out: "Your Highness..."
Lin Pingzhang raised his hand and rubbed Lin Yutong's forehead, and said with difficulty: "Okay!"
Early the next morning, Lin Yutong personally sent Roujia to Huangjue Temple, and told her: "Don't be away from others in the temple. It's late autumn and it's cooler in the mountains. You must remember to add clothes and don't be greedy for the cold..." Balabala's
A lot, and then beat the waiter again.
It wasn't until Roujia stomped her feet and hugged Lin Yutong's arm and shouted softly: "Okay... okay... Brother, hello?? Long!?" Lin Yutong said goodbye with a smile: "Then you stay well..." and whispered again
He said, "Pray for blessings, just copy two pages of scriptures every day, but don't take it too seriously..."
Roujia stared in disbelief: "Isn't that..." Deception?
Lin Yutong nodded at her: "If the Bodhisattva can really save all the sufferings in the world, how can the people expect a wise king and an upright official?"
Does this mean that we place our hope in Bodhisattvas only if we cannot hope for an upright official and a wise king?
Roujia nodded thoughtfully: "I understand, brother. Remember to pick me up."
Lin Yutong nodded in agreement, took a deep look at Aunt Xin, and then took Lin Liang and Ming Fan down the mountain.
Aunt Xin couldn't help but feel a little more anxious, and turned back to see her girl.
I saw her looking at her grandson's back, a little dazed and a little reluctant to leave.
She sighed inwardly and went over and said, "It's cold on the mountain. Princess, please go back to the house quickly."
Over there, Qingguo has already taken a cloak and put it on his master: "Princess, my grandson really cares about you. I just looked at it and selected the best ingredients and brought them to you. After all, he is my biological brother.
It’s just different.”
Roujia pursed her lips and smiled, "Take out the uppers of those shoes and take advantage of the free time. I can embroider the uppers. I dare to wear them for my brother during the New Year."
The master and the servant were talking, and when the grandson's background was no longer visible, they went back into the house.
Aunt Xin followed and said, "If the princess is lonely, I might as well ask my uncle and wife to come up to the mountain and be your companion for two days."
Roujia paused her hands and looked at Aunt Xin: "How did Auntie get to me? Are you an old man next to my aunt? Your aunt brought you to the Chen family from the Xin family? But why did you come to me from the Chen family?
Where are those going to the East Palace?"
Aunt Xin's heart skipped a beat: "The old slave was born in the Xin family, and later he married a girl from the family to the Chen family. Later, our aunt from the Chen family became the crown princess, and soon became pregnant... The old slave is here to serve you.
The pregnant woman was somewhat grateful, so the old master gave the old slave to the princess... The princess gave birth to a grandson and you, the princess... The old slave was arranged to serve the princess again.
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There is nothing suspicious about this identity.
Is there anything wrong with a sister-in-law giving a person like this to her sister-in-law?
My sister-in-law is in a good relationship.
But is the relationship between your mother and your aunt really that good?
The doubts in Roujia's heart flashed away, but she quickly calmed down and turned coldly to Grandma Xin, "So, Grandma has been with my mother and concubine for more than ten years."
"Yes!" Nanny Xin knew something was wrong, so she said, "This old slave only serves that master, and he only has that master in his heart. He never dares to be half-hearted."
"Mom, don't say that." Roujia held the needlework in her hand and said leisurely: "You are thinking about your old master in your heart. This is why you are better than others. Besides, if you say this, let people hear it.
Don't you think that as a niece, I have some dissatisfaction with my aunt?"
"I don't dare." Nanny Xin quickly knelt down and said, "Princess, I have watched you grow up. I never dare to have any unfavorable thoughts towards the princess."
"I believe this." Roujia stopped what she was doing, "But even if you are doing it for my own good, don't make your own decisions. Your knowledge is limited after all. If you think it's for my own good, I will be fine in the end."
Okay? Mom, I'm not stupid. If you have any questions, just tell me clearly what to do and let me make the judgment, okay?"
Aunt Xin was silent, then nodded slowly: "Old slave... remember..."