Cui Jian waited for Xiao Yiran to take the letter, and then turned around and left. Xiao Yiran looked at the letter in his hand, and there were only the three words "Xiao Yiran" written in block letters on the envelope. I couldn't help but guess the contents of the letter. After thinking for a while, Xiao Yiran still took the paper cutter handed over by Qingwen, opened the letter, took out the letter and read it carefully.

Zhu Di's letter did not embarrass Xiao Yiran. first recalled the bits and pieces of seeing Xiao Yiran in the painting boat, and then turned the pen, and then talked about the customs and customs of Fengyang, the central capital. In the four full letters, there was not a single word mentioning personal feelings.

Xiao Yiran sat at his desk, holding a letterhead in his hand, and his eyes were looking out the window. I knew in my heart that although Zhu Di's words in the letter were plain, he revealed a very cordial feeling. Reading Zhu Di's letter is like sitting opposite Zhu Di and listening to his word by word narration. Intimate, lively, and warm.

"What is this?"

Xiao Yiran asked secretly. What is the meaning behind the bland words? Xiao Yiran stood up and forced himself to stop guessing.

Qingwen and Musk Yue had been watching Xiao Yiran's every move, and saw Xiao Yiran put down the letter and stood up, as if he was going to the courtyard. Both of them looked at her with strange eyes, and Xiao Yiran could clearly tell from the faces of the two that he was asking himself:

"Miss, what did the prince say in his letter? Is there another intention? ”

"Let's go, pack our bags, let's go far away."

"Miss, do you want to go to Zhongdu?"

Qingwen asked tentatively.

"What are you doing in China?"

"Didn't the prince's letter invite the young lady to Zhongdu? Last time, Steward Cui also spoke for the prince and asked the young lady to come over. ”

"You talk a lot. We went to Wutai Mountain in Xinzhou. ”

The plan to go to Wutai Mountain, Xiao Yiran has already had it. On the way to Beiping Mansion, I had already planned it, and I just waited for the things in Beiping to have an eyebrow, so I went to Wutai Mountain. Xiao Yiran really wanted to see Master Yuantong's relics pagoda in Tallinn, and by the way, to see if the soul of Zheng Xinxin, who had stayed there back then, was still there.

"Xinzhou, Wutai Mountain? Miss, there are many temples around Beiping. ”

Xiao Yiran turned his head to look at Qingwen, didn't say anything, and walked out. Let Musk Yue reach out and point at Qingwen's forehead, teasing her for a long time. The two of them went back to the bedroom and packed their bags.

Xiao Yiran came to the residence of Mr. Chutian and Liu Xia and told him his intentions.

"It's not bad to go out for a walk, but I won't go with Ran'er, and after the list is listed, I have to calculate the working hours, expenses, etc."

Xiao Yiran said goodbye and went to find the housekeeper Cui Jian again.

"Steward Cui, Yiran wants to go to Wutai Mountain in Xinzhou, and he should be able to return within half a month and twenty days."

"Miss, why did you suddenly think of going to Wutai Mountain?"

"Just to take a look, nothing special."

Cui Jian heard that Xiao Yiran didn't want to say anything, so he didn't ask again, but said to Xiao Yiran:

"Then let Julian accompany the young lady, and bring a few more guards by the way."

"The guards will be spared, and if Julian can go fast, let him drive along the road."

"When is the young lady going to leave?"

"I'll be gone in a moment."

After speaking, Xiao Yiran returned to his residence and saw that Qingwen and Musk Yue had already packed their luggage.

At this time, Cui Jian was a little puzzled. Could it be that what the prince said in his letter led Xiao Yiran to the idea of going to Wutai Mountain? As a housekeeper, he can't manage so much, so he still brought Julian over and instructed him carefully, he must not let Xiao Yiran have anything happen on the road, otherwise the prince will blame him, and he can't afford it.

It didn't take much effort, Julian set up the carriage and helped Qingwen and Musk Yue carry the luggage to the car, Xiao Yiran said goodbye to Mr. Chutian, Liu Xia, Cui Jian, Shi Yuan, etc., and urged Julian to drive to Desheng Gate, the North City Gate of Beiping Mansion.

Although the road from Beiping Mansion to Wutai Mountain in Xinzhou has been walked more than once or twice in the Northern Song Dynasty for more than ten years, it has only changed from generation to generation, and the road has also undergone great changes. It's not the same path anymore. A qiē was handed over to Julian, Xiao Yiran and Qingwen Musk Yue sat in the carriage, either gossiping, or looking at the scenery along the way through the car window, in the spring breeze in March, it was also very comfortable to go all the way north.

Seven days later, in the afternoon, I came to Xinzhou, first found an inn to stay, prepared for breakfast the next day, and then set off to visit Wutai Mountain. Before dinner, Xiao Yiran led Qingwen and Musk Yue around the street, feeling that the small city of Xinzhou, although it has not changed much after four hundred years, the only difference is that most of the names of the shops on both sides of the street have changed, and the costumes of passers-by have changed slightly.

After resting for the night, I got up early the next day, freshened up, had breakfast, and soon came to the foot of Wutai Mountain. Let Julian guard the carriage at the bottom of the mountain, Xiao Yiran took Qingwen and Musk Yue up the stairs. I remember the first time I came here with my mother, Sun, and as soon as I arrived at the mountain gate, I was greeted by the little novice. The second time I came, it was the day of Master Yuantong's death, and the little novice waited at the foot of the mountain to hand over a song that his master had left for him before his death. It was like yesterday, but four hundred years had passed. Xiao Yiran came to the mountain gate, looking at the heavy gate, his thoughts were inevitably confused.

Walking in, he first came to the main hall, and after bowing sincerely to the statue of the Buddha, he said to the deacon monks:

"Master, the little woman thinks of Tallinn in the backyard, I don't know if it's okay?"

"Forgive me, Tallinn has been closed to the world for many years."

"I don't know why you want to close Tallinn?"

"The donor forgives me, and forgive the little monk for the inconvenience."

Xiao Yiran left the main hall in a huff, came to the mountain gate, and sat on the steps down the mountain, wondering why he wanted to close Tallinn. It was originally the burial place of the monks in the temple after their death, that is, it was like a mortal cemetery, so what should not be watched?

"Miss, since we can't go to Tallinn, we can go to other temples to take a look, there are still many gods and Buddhas that we haven't worshipped."

"You two can go if you want to worship, I'm waiting for you here."

It was only when she saw Xiao Yiran's unhappy appearance that Qingwen said this, not because she wanted to worship the Buddha.

"In that case, Miss, let's go back."

"Let's go back."

The group came in a hurry and hurried back. Staying in the inn in Xinzhou, Xiao Yiran made up his mind that when he escaped out of the Yuan Shen at night, he must go to Tallinn to have a look, and he can't come in vain. After lunch and a short rest, the three masters and servants came to the street again. By the way, I bought some local products and took them back to the inn. At night, after everyone rested, Xiao Yiran decisively escaped from the Yuan Shen and came to the sky above the Wutai Mountain Temple in an instant. With the faint starlight, Xiao Yiran soon discovered the location of Tallinn, and landed in Tallinn Piaoyu, looking for Master Yuantong's relics pagoda according to the memory in his mind.