After lunch, Su Huan sent Qin Ying back to the "Xun" wing.

Walking on the road, Qin Ying thought about joking, so he turned his face sideways and asked, "Lantai, are you so good to every newcomer who has just entered Hanlin?" ”

"No, I sent you back just because I saw you with a road idiot's face." Qin Ying blocked Su Huan before, and he wanted to find a place on top of this. In a way, Qin Ying really smells like him. The two of them are also eager to repay each other, and they are always unforgiving.

Seeing that Qin Ying didn't pick up the stubble, Su Huan didn't mean anything to talk to himself, he patted his folded cuffs, and said casually: "The layout of this Hanlin Academy was not originally like this, but after Li Chunfeng participated in the construction of the Ministry of Industry, it became much more difficult to memorize the layout of the Hanlin Academy. ”

Qin Ying nodded twice in response. She had just had an unpleasant quarrel with her senior brother Li Chunfeng, and now when she heard someone comment on her senior brother like this, she couldn't get up a little bit in her heart to protect her.

She and Su Huan have no good impression of Li Chunfeng, and the two are one step closer to the relationship between fox friends and dogs.

……

Ruqi handed over a few medicines from Master Falin to the back kitchen, explained a few words of taking matters and left.

After he returned to the Pure Industry Temple the same way, he went to talk back to the Taoist Xuanshi. Between questions and answers, Ruqi's honest nature couldn't hide his words, and told all the things he heard in Master Falin's room.

His Majesty had the intention of summoning the monks into the palace, but did not specify who would respond to the mission. This is the problem of Chang'an Temple, why do you want to get involved? As soon as Dao Xuan Shi spoke, he cut straight to the point, "Do you think that your medical skills are so good that you can become a teacher, or do you want to enter the palace face saint in order to get ahead in one step?" ”

Ruqi stammered: "All, it's not." He was afraid that the Taoist master would misunderstand, and decided that he was keen on fame and fortune, so he slowly distanced himself from himself in the future and no longer taught him medical Taoism.

"Could it be that you want to see Qin Ying who entered the palace to pray for the prince?" He brushed open a blank silk book with a paperweight and asked with a blank face.

Ruqi was taken aback by this sudden question, and opened his mouth but did not answer.

"The last reason is probably the right solution." Sensing the embarrassed look on Ruqi's face, Dao Xuanshi's left index finger knocked on the table, "It's not a fault that you miss it, and it's not a shame for you to admit it generously." Buddhism cultivates the mind, but in fact, what is cultivated is the mind? When you transform the object of your thoughts from Qin Ying to Buddha, you take a step forward. ”

"The little monk didn't always recite him like a Buddha." Ruqi lowered his head and muttered, but he didn't dare to look directly into the burning gaze of the Dao Xuan Master.

Dao Xuanshi smiled when he heard this, and the beard on his lips trembled: "You have a fate with the Buddha, and your fate with Qin Ying is not shallow." Otherwise, how would you have the opportunity to know that Qin Ying was in the palace, and how could you have the opportunity to learn that His Majesty had entered the palace. ”

Ru Qi Leng paused for a moment, and gradually figured out what Dao Xuan Shi said, and in an instant, even more doubts arose: "Doesn't it have anything to do with monks and other people?" ”

"Vulgar is fairy bones, and affection is the heart of the Buddha. We will focus on the latter sentence. The Buddha made a great wish to purify all sentient beings, and he took all sliving beings very seriously, and this Buddha heart is not sentimental. Monks imitate the Buddha and set up a grand wish to purify sentient beings, and in order to facilitate the transformation of sentient beings, monks naturally need to make good connections with others. After Daoxuan finished copying the recipe, he carefully studied it for a moment, and after confirming that it was correct, he put it in the bamboo shaft on the left side of the case, "However, the fate of you and Qin Ying is relatively different, and you need to be cautious." ”

Ruqi nodded slowly, the Taoist Xuanshi preached too many and too complicated truths, and he couldn't digest them for a while, so he just responded diligently first.

……

Su Huan was walking back to the backyard wing with Qin Ying, when he suddenly heard loud sneezes one after another behind him. He looked back and said with a playful smile: "Are you cold?" The Hanlin Courtyard is lush and green, and it is indeed cool, but your reaction is too sensitive. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to test the temperature on Qin Ying's forehead.

Qin Ying covered his sobbing nose, took a step back, dodged his touch, and stared at him with a hint of grievance.

"It must have been because I heard people talk about Li Taishi and didn't stop it, so I was retributed." She muffled in a thick, nasal voice.

"Don't talk like that." Su Huan has always been skeptical of religious theories, so after listening to Qin Ying's words, he only felt that the other party was thinking too much, typhoid fever is typhoid fever, how can it be related to other things? He stopped and said, "I still have a bag of ginger slices in my house, I'll bring it to you later, and you can soak it in hot water in your own kettle." ”

Qin Ying felt that she couldn't explain to him that she really didn't have a cold, so she pouted secretly.

She didn't like the taste of ginger water, she choked her nose, and she would be forced to burst into tears after drinking.

The canteen is actually not very far from the backyard, but the corridor between the two is tortuous, and it takes some time for people to walk.

When Su Huan and Qin Ying were chatting about the wind and cold, they were already about to arrive at Xunzi's room, and their voices did not restrain much, so they reached the ears of others.

"--Lord Qin is suffering from the wind cold?" The hairpin lady stood in the shade of the tree outside the Xunzi room, and leaned over to Qin Ying to salute, "There happens to be some cane syrup in my room, can Lord Qin go with me to the Kanzi room next door to pick it up?" ”

Li Chunfeng once identified the hairpin lady for Qin Ying, and the hairpin lady was the only woman in women's clothes in the Hanlin Academy, so Qin Ying recognized her at a glance at this time.

Hearing this, Qin Ying replied to the hairpin lady, and then turned her eyes and whispered to Su Huan: "I was invited, but it was disrespectful." I went to the hairpin lady's room and sat down. You can just put the ginger slices into my room, and the key to the wing room will be hung on the window lattice. ”

She guessed that the hairpin lady was going to take this opportunity to talk to herself about some private things that were inconvenient for the third party to hear.

Su Huan was not good at training Qin Ying in front of others, he put the door key everywhere, nodded with a solemn face and left.

A friendly smile appeared on the corner of the hairpin girl's mouth, and she stretched out her hand towards Qin Ying, signaling the other party to enter the room first.

Qin Ying bent down and took off her shoes, and her socks stepped on the heavy paulownia floor, making a rhythmic soft sound.

The hairpin lady entered the room after Qin Ying, her waist was straight, and she didn't make a sound when she walked, which was really the etiquette of everyone's ladies. She sat down upright, and then asked Qin Ying abruptly, "Do you know, my lord, who put cinnabar in the prince's medicine pot a few days ago?" ”

"I don't know." Qin Ying frowned, not understanding what the hairpin lady meant by mentioning this matter.

"I have things I want to know about the previous dynasty, and you also want to know about the harem. How about we help each other? "The hairpin lady made a very tempting deal.