The atmosphere in Mr. Fang's courtyard was depressing at this time. He even walked lightly. The servants didn't know why Mr. Fang was angry at first, but when they thought of Mr. Lin, who had been in close contact with Mr. Fang some time ago, they felt that they understood.
- I'm afraid I'm angry because I made such a friend by mistake.
Unknown to everyone, Mr. Fang Xiaohou was sitting on a chair in his study at this time. Looking at the information he had just handed over, his whole body was trembling slightly. He was so horrified that he could hardly sit still.
This information came after he learned about Lin Yuqing and immediately asked someone to investigate.
What was initially handed to him was the information that Lin Yuqing had control over the Yunfeng Chamber of Commerce. Although it was only a small matter, this incident directly caused Mr. Fang Xiaohou to overturn his previous understanding of Lin Yuqing and continue to order people to investigate Lin Yuqing.
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He originally thought that Lin Yuqing was just an elegant young man who was not very interested in politics, so he became Lin Guo's hostage to Dazheng back then.
As a member of Dazheng's powerful family, he also had some secret tasks. From taking over the job of keeping an eye on Lin Yuqing, he finally felt that this person was not bad and could be friends with him. It only took a few years.
After all, no one takes the sporadic fleet of shops seriously - living in the capital is not easy, who doesn't have some money?
Now, the several pieces of information placed in front of him connected many inconspicuous strongholds together, like a round slap on the face.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"I never thought that Lin Yuqing was related to the former prince."
After all, Lin Yuqing is too good at pretending.
Thinking that the reason why this matter was exposed, it was found that Su Ziji was responsible.
Mr. Fang Xiaohou really felt that he was holding a hot potato in his hand and it would not be good no matter what he did.
But if he ignored it like this, he would not only be unable to benefit from the emperor, but his friendship with Lin Yuqing would also be misunderstood by Su Ziji.
After wandering in the study for a while, he also ordered: "Get the car ready and go to Peach Blossom Lane!"
Qingyuan Temple
The ancient trees are green and the eaves are dripping with water. Due to the recent intensification of events in the capital, which has reached the point where everyone is afraid of the eunuchs' female relatives, there are far fewer female relatives who come to visit the temple.
The ancient temple, which originally seemed quiet, was now being baptized by the spring rain. It was so quiet that only the sound of wind, rain and the occasional ringing of bells could be heard.
It is said that a rainy day is a good day for guests, and it is the same here in Benxuan.
Benxuan is the face of Qingyuan Temple and has always made a lot of friends.
Although because of Lin Yuqing's incident, I was afraid that there would be no official and female family members coming to the temple recently, a male visitor took the initiative to come to the temple, and he was Bianxuan's friend.
As soon as he arrived, he was let into the tea room by Ben Xuan. The two talked in low voices, but they didn't know what they were talking about. They talked about the sound of the rain changing from loud to soft.
The scent of tea was still there, and while we were talking, we played two more games of chess, and the rain started to pour heavily outside.
The visitor smiled and said goodbye, and Benxuan sent him out.
The two of them each held an oil-paper umbrella, and in a quiet atmosphere, they walked slowly from the Qingyuan Temple to the entrance of the temple. During this period, no one spoke again.
What needs to be said has been said just now.
Under the drizzle, the man under the umbrella smiled at Benxuan and then drifted away.
Benxuan stood at the gate of the temple, motionless for a long time.
The breeze was blowing sideways and the drizzle was blowing on his face. He just raised the umbrella slightly and looked at the wisps of spring rain in the sky, feeling lost in thought.
The expression on his extraordinary handsome face was calm. Compared with the warm spring breeze in the past, he looked like a different person. However, his cold and lonely posture made people feel even more distant, as if it was just a mistake and he was about to disappear with the wind.
There was the pattering of footsteps behind him, but he did not move until a timid "Uncle" was heard.
Benxuan then turned around and looked at the person who came - a young monk with a tiger-like head.
"Uncle Master, it turns out that you are here, and I have something to report to you." The young monk bowed to Bianxuan first, and then said: "General Wen's Mansion just sent someone here, saying it is... saying it is,
The Dharma gathering that originally invited you to eliminate the hostility of the undead has been temporarily cancelled."
As he spoke, he secretly looked at Benxuan.
After all, this was the first time that the Dharma Assembly was temporarily canceled on the pretext of rainy weather, which had happened to Benxuan, who was famous all over the capital. Everyone could see that this was just an excuse.
As a popular elegant monk, if you want to invite Benxuan to attend a Dharma conference, you always have to invite him many days in advance, otherwise he may have something unexpected to do.
The Wen family is a general's family. Because they want to be elegant, they always like to follow the trends in the capital. This family, which just returned to the capital a year ago, often wants to integrate into the circle of the capital's powerful people, but they always make jokes.
No, for the sake of good looks, he invited Bianxuan to attend the blessing ceremony organized by the Wen family for the elderly in two months.
It's just a light rain now, and the start date is tomorrow, not today, but suddenly someone said it was cancelled. It was really a slap in the face.
This excuse is really unreasonable.
Benxuan was not angry, he just fell into deep thought.
Just now, what he said in the tea room after seeing off his friends was like thunder that resounded in his ears.
At this moment, it is echoing.
"Bianxuan, I actually understand your thoughts. In order to promote the Dharma, I will not regret it even if I die."
"It's just that now that Lin Yuqing's incident has happened, every family is keeping a distance from romantic young people. It's obviously impossible for you to go down this road, but this may not be a bad thing for you."
"Originally, I thought that although you had merits and virtues in promoting Buddhism, you could not avoid the punishment of being cut in half. Now, most of your appearance has faded away, and you are no longer in danger of life."
Thinking of it at this time, Benxuan didn't know what he was feeling in his heart.
When it comes to fortune telling, he is far inferior to this friend, and he also believes in this person's words.
Since my friend said this, it means that his words are true. If Lin Yuqing had not been involved, his final result might be that he would be cut in half.
At the same time, since my friends say that this road will not work, it is certainly not empty advice, but it will indeed not work.
"First use lust to seduce him, and then use his command to enter Brahma wisdom!" Bianxuan touched his face with a wry smile. This man is indeed an extraordinary man.
"Oh... let someone prepare the ox cart. I'm going to visit Su Huiyuan." Thinking of his friend's hint, Benxuan retracted his thoughts and raised his eyes to face the young monk who was peeking at him. The young monk was startled.
At the same time, Bianxuan said lightly.
"Yes!" the young monk responded immediately and ran away.
Such a naive attitude made Benxuan, who was not in a good mood at first, shake his head slightly and slowly reveal a smile.
Because Benxuan often went out, the ox-cart took almost no time, and the journey from Qingyuan Temple to Taohua Lane was not very far. Benxuan rode the ox-cart and arrived at his destination before the rain stopped.
"Just wait for me outside." Because the alley was narrow and the ox cart could not enter, Benxuan got off the car at the entrance of the alley, gave instructions to the driver, and walked inside.
There were some puddles on the ground, but I could avoid them accurately without bowing my head. Dressed in coarse cloth, walking out of the rain and fog, I felt like the person in the painting, with an aura of being free from dust.
But this dusty atmosphere changed a little bit when I suddenly heard the sound of a piano coming from deep in the alley.