The next day, the children of the Zhuo family got up early in the morning, and the children of the Zhuo family, except for the Gao family, stayed at home to take care of the family, and all went out. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info even Zhuo Yirou, who had been locked up, followed.

Zhuo Yijia instructed Zhishu to stay and guard the house.

He took Zhuo Yirou and Zhuo Yiyun, Li took Zhuo Yiping, Hua Taijun took Zhuo Yijia, and behind the three silk decorated pear wooden carriages, followed by four carriages made of casual maids.

A group of people picked up and drove towards Fanlin Temple.

Fanlin Temple is located in the south of the suburbs of Beijing, located in Fanlin Mountain outside the city, and the mountains are full of grass and trees. If you come on a normal day, the foliage on the mountain is lush and green, and the mountain stream is murmuring. It's winter, and the branches on the mountain are soaked and covered with snow.

The flowing streams of the mountain streams are still murmuring. At the low rocks of the river are ice ridges, and the water stained by the colorful stones next to it is condensed, and the pieces look like shiny crystals.

It is not the day of the official family to offer incense on the third day of the New Year, and since the month and a half, people have been going up the mountain to burn incense one after another. It's just that it's mostly civilians.

A large convoy of horses passed by, staggering forward. Bai Ding, the woman who carried the basket up the mountain, all got out of the way, and was surprised which adult chose to come to the incense today.

In Hua Taijun's carriage, a brazier was lit on one side of his feet, and the carriage was wrapped in an oilcloth without any wind, and a corner was placed at the curtain of the carriage, whether it was blown up by the cold wind in winter, and the stuffy air in the carriage was changed.

Zhuo Yijia sat on the carpet in the car, lying on his lap on the other side of Hua Taijun, napping. Hua Taijun leaned on the soft cushion, his eyes closed.

It was already mid-time when I arrived at Fanlin Temple, and there were monks waiting outside the temple. The daughters of the Zhuo family wore plain coats, got out of the car, and went to the temple to worship the Buddha under the leadership of the monks, and then went to eat.

There are only a few simple vegetarian dishes. Zhuo Yijia followed Hua Taijun and a group of female dependents to eat fasting, and then went to offer incense to the Bodhisattva one by one to pray for blessings.

The daughter of the Zhuo family took the maid from Guanyin Bodhisattva and Manjushri Bodhisattva、...... Worship the Bodhisattva and the Jizo Bodhisattva...... and to Vedic Bodhisattva, Garan Bodhisattva......

After a round of worship, all of them had back pain and leg cramps.

Hua Taijun is okay, his body is tough. It's just that there is no charcoal fire and earth dragon in the temple, so Hua Taijun, who can't stand the cold, is a little cold all over.

After worshipping the Bodhisattva, a group of people came to the guest house under the leadership of the little monk. After a short rest, I have to go to lunch, and I have to listen to the Fa after noon.

Zhuo Yijia returned to the room where he was resting, and the charcoal fire was lit in the room, which was much warmer than outside.

Zhuo Yijia was about to enter the door with her front foot, and Zhuo Yirou followed.

Zhihua and Zhuo Yijia in the room turned their heads to look at Zhuo Yirou at the same time, but neither responded.

As soon as Zhuo Yirou came in, she closed the door with her backhand, and she was accompanied by her personal maid Qin'er. "Fourth sister, how did that go?"

She was locked in the house every day, and let Yun'er's girl probe the news several times, but she didn't find anything. Fortunately, Qin'er was bold and heard something, saying that Zhuo Yijia was arranging it, but how it was arranged, and she still didn't know anything. I can't help but feel a little uncertain.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to incense, I thought of asking Zhuo Yijia in person.

Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhuo Yirou, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a leisurely sip, then raised her head and looked at Zhuo Yirou, "What did the second sister say?" He glanced out the window.

Zhuo Yirou frowned and blurted out, "It's just..."

Qin'er behind him stepped forward and pulled the corner of Zhuo Yirou's clothes. Zhuo Yirou stopped what she was saying and looked back at Qin'er in confusion.

Qin'er raised her eyes and glanced at the window, signaling that Zhuo Yirou had someone.

Zhuo Yirou was stunned, then turned her head to look at Zhuo Yijia, and then said, "It's a gift for the concubine in the New Year." Isn't it true that you know the mother's preferences best? ”

"That's it." Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhuo Yirou, "It's being done." But it's not done yet, so we'll have to wait a while. Zhuo Yijia paused as he spoke.

"Second sister, don't worry, I'll let you know as soon as there is news at that time." After speaking, Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhuo Yirou.

Zhuo Yirou looked at Zhuo Yirou, seriously thinking about the meaning of her words, and then nodded at her, "I know, then I'll go first." Then he turned around.

The figure outside the house flickered, and as soon as Zhuo Yirou went out, she turned her head to look at the window and saw nothing. Qin'er saw the corner of her clothes that flashed into the wall.

"Who is it?" The sound of footsteps outside the house was getting farther away, and Zhihua wiped Zhuo Yijia's hands with hot water.

"Who else will there be besides the third room?" Zhuo Yijia let Zhihua wipe his hands. Zhuo Yirou is in the second room, if her mother has any doubts about her, with He's temperament, most of them will ask directly.

Squatting in the corner of the wall, then there are only three rooms.

Zhihua wiped his hands and cleaned his handkerchief, "In the past, in the side courtyard, they wanted to cure the master to death, and the master lived half dead and half alive, so they watched from the side, waiting for the master to leave." But the master survived and went out of the main courtyard. At this time, if they want their master to die, I'm afraid it's hard to start. What's the use of squatting in the corner? ”

After leaving the partial courtyard, the Zhuo family's second and third rooms don't know how many times they wanted to start, but they were in Junxiao Courtyard, and there were too few opportunities. The most ruthless one was the assassination of Yuan Ye.

After the assassination, there was no movement? No, He didn't know how many times he was poisoned, and before he arrived at Zhuo Yijia, he was disposed of by Zhihua.

Zhuo Yijia shook his head, cleaned his hands, and walked towards the soft collapse, "Don't take it lightly." The He family has the money behind him, and the Li family has the support of the Zuo Shilang family of the Ministry of Works. If you really want to execute me, I'm afraid it's not that simple. ”

Zhuo Yijia came out of the side hospital these days, except for the assassination that made Hua Taijun dissatisfied. The big danger is gone. It's just that Zhuo Yijia is afraid that he is a little jealous of the He family and the Li family.

"Yes." Zhihua nodded, followed Zhuo Yijia to the soft collapse, and took off her shoes for her.

"Zhihua, you go out to the abbot of Wuji to inquire and see if Sanniang's business has been completed." Zhuo Yijia lay down on the soft collapse and commanded Zhihua.

She had instructed Sanniang to do the Wuji thing, Sanniang has not replied, she was anxious about Zhao Fengyao's illness, did not wait for Sanniang to reply to the letter and came to Fanlin Temple. If you don't make sure about it, I really don't know what to do.

"Yes." Knowing the painting, he responded to the sound while covering Zhuo Yijia with a quilt.

Zhihua left, Zhuo Yijia woke up from a nap, and she didn't come back.

They each had a meal in the door, and after lunch, they went to the meditation room to listen to Wu Ji's teachings.

Zhuo Yijia was still worried in her heart, and after eating, Zhihua finally returned to the house.

As soon as Zhihua entered the house, he closed the door.