Chapter 99: Back to Quanzhou
Lin Ling put the two letters on the bedside, sighed, lifted the burden and walked out of Luomei Xuan.
In addition to two clothes for daily washing and spare silver taels, the rest of the baggage was full of various precious medicinal materials and prescriptions.
There was a carriage parked at the back door of the west corner of the Qinhou Mansion, the carriage was simple and unpretentious, and there were a few people standing around.
"Princess Qing, you really keep your promise!" Bo Yizhu looked at Lin Ling who came out, and said with a happy smile, "This is the carriage specially prepared by the concubine for the Qing princess, there is enough silver and food in it, and the coachman and Yahuan will always accompany the Qing princess until she sends the Qing princess to her destination, and please don't dislike the Qing princess." β
Lin Ling shook his head and said, "Yahuan doesn't need it, just a coachman is enough." β
"As long as Princess Qing is happy, no matter what." Bo Yizhu said with a smile, as long as Lin Ling, a woman, can leave the capital far away, leave the Qin Hou Mansion far away, and leave Qin Yiyan forever, no matter what, she won't mind.
Bo Yizhu's thoughts were very understandable, Lin Ling didn't care, put the burden into the carriage, and said: "There are two letters at my bedside, one is for Qin Xiaohou, I want to leave voluntarily, and it has nothing to do with you." Of course, if you are not sure, you can read the contents of the letter first. There is another letter, which is for the Qing prince, if you have time, please send someone to the Qing prince's mansion, thank you. β
When she heard Lin Ling say the two letters, Bo Yizhu was indeed a little vigilant, but Lin Ling said it so openly, she was also relieved, and said with a smile: "It's just a gesture, before you leave, your good sister Aunt Ma said that if she has something to tell you, I won't send it, you can have a good talk." With that, Ma Xiaoge walked out from the other side door, Bo Yizhu turned around and walked into the Qinhou Mansion, and a group of maids also followed.
At the back door of the Qinhou Mansion was a long alley, empty, and the wind blew from time to time.
"Xiaoling, I didn't expect things to be like this." Ma Xiaoge's mood was a little low, "Since something like that happened to you, I directly asked Old Madam Qin to let her make decisions for me." However, this old lady Qin never cares about things, and I can only be Aunt Ma. β
Ma Xiaoge sighed, in the past few days, Bo Yizhu has been thinking about how to deal with Lin Ling, but he has ignored her. When Lin Ling left the capital, the first thing Bo Yizhu did was to deal with her. Although she has lived in the Qinhou Mansion for a long time, her subordinates will not embarrass her, but Bo Yizhu is a serious lady after all, if Bo Yizhu wants to play any tricks, she is powerless to resist.
Her only advantage is that because she is Lin Ling's good sister, Hou Ye will pity her no matter what.
Lin Ling smiled, held Ma Xiaoge's hand, and said, "Some things happen, and we can't help it." I also tried hard to reverse it, but the results were not satisfactory. It's not appropriate for me to live in this Qinhou Mansion, so I might as well leave. Xiaoge, in the future, you will be fine, you have chosen this path by yourself, and you will continue to walk with a smile no matter what. If you really can't hold it anymore, go to me, and I'll write to you when I get there. β
Ma Xiaoge's eyes were sour: "Xiaoling, do you really want to leave?" The last time we were apart was three years, and this time we ...... How long will it be? β
Lin Ling smiled bitterly: "Do I have any other choice than leaving?" What's more, I still have a small one in my belly, and I want to find a quiet place to give birth to the baby first, and then talk about it later. Actually, she didn't want to leave, even if she wanted to leave, she had to wait until the Mid-Autumn Festival was over.
But, she didn't have a choice.
Long Yuze is so ruthless, she has no need to stay, what does the Mid-Autumn Festival have to do with her?
Ma Xiaoge bit his lip and watched Lin Ling get into the carriage and watch the carriage drive out of the long alley.
Before, she always thought that after becoming the aunt of the Qinhou Mansion, with Lin Ling, the princess, protecting her, she was not too bad. But now, her only reliance on Lin Ling is also leaving the capital, and from then on, she is the only one left in this flowery capital.
A person watches the flowers bloom and watch the flowers fall.
Looking at the incense burning Desheng Temple, Lin Ling had a hint of abruptness, she had been away from here for more than half a year.
Fortunately, the host of Desheng Temple also recognized Lin Ling, and in addition to the initial shock, he quickly welcomed Lin Ling into the temple with a smile and took her back to the previous room. When Lin Ling was there before, the incense of Desheng Temple has never been broken, since Lin Ling left, although the incense is not as good as before, but the reputation of Desheng Temple is still there. Seeing Lin Ling coming back, the host was naturally very happy.
"Presiding, I'm pregnant now, I'm afraid I won't be able to divinate the pilgrims." Lin Ling said apologetically, "But, after I give birth to a child, I will definitely ......."
"Hey...... What do you say? The host deliberately kept a straight face, "If it weren't for you, this temple would have become a place for beggars to shelter from the wind and rain, and your appearance three years ago allowed Desheng Temple to survive, and even the current incense is thanks to your name as a 'god operator'." You can stay in peace, and I will find someone to take care of you." β
Lin Ling had some tears in his eyes: "Thank you, host ......"
Desheng Temple is located deep in the mountains, except for the endless stream of pilgrims every morning, the rest of the time is extremely quiet. It is just right for Lin Ling to raise a fetus, and the breath of the Buddha in the deep mountains also dispelled all kinds of impetuous feelings in Lin Ling's heart, and the whole person became quiet and soft.
On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the city of Quanzhou is very lively, and the pilgrims of Desheng Temple are also endless.
The time limit of the Mid-Autumn Festival has given Lin Ling all kinds of expectations many times, but she never expected that when the Mid-Autumn Festival was over, she would return to Quanzhou. When she was in the capital, Ashin mentioned the matter of Quanzhou more than once, why didn't she want to live a carefree and free life in Quanzhou?
However, now that she is back, she must live her life well.
"Xiao Ling, don't go around in the kitchen like you guy, get out, get out!" The eldest lady in the room pushed Lin Ling to the door and said, "If you come in again, I will let you eat less cakes for a few months!" β
"Auntie, I'm not bored to be alone." Lin Ling said with a grin.
The eldest lady was selfless and said with a straight face: "If you are bored, go back to your room to sleep, if you can't sleep, just walk around, it will also be good for the child in your belly." This kitchen has a lot of smoke, and there is fire and smoke, so don't make a fool of yourself. β
Lin Ling stuck out his tongue and had no choice but to walk towards the front yard.
When night fell, the pilgrims had dispersed, and Desheng Temple added a touch of coldness. A few small Taoist priests were sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard, and some people were preparing incense paper candles for the second day. Walking into the main hall of the temple, there are bodhisattvas from all walks of life all around, and in the middle is a huge Buddha statue, which is plated with a layer of gold around it, and looks shining.
Lin Ling is not a person who believes in Buddhism, but at this moment, countless feelings of compassion welled up in his heart. I couldn't help but kneel on the futon, fold my hands, close my eyes, and pray silently in my heart. The surroundings were quiet, only the sound of the wind, and the heart became extremely peaceful.
Suddenly, the sound of extremely heavy footsteps made Lin Ling open her eyes, and when she opened her eyes, she only felt a shadow getting closer and closer to her.
She jerked her head back, her eyes wide in horror.
The sun was setting, the twilight was deep, and the great hall was dark, but there was a faint light pouring in from the doorway. A man walked in, and because of the light, he looked unusually tall, and the glimmer spread behind him, and his robe was blown up by the wind. Lin Ling was still kneeling on the futon, looking at it from an upward angle, which made her feel even more frightened.
"What? I haven't seen you for dozens of days, and Princess Qing doesn't know me? The man crouched down, his light diminished, but his voice was eerie.
Lin Ling couldn't help but shudder, supported his hands on the ground, slowly stood up, stepped back, and said, "Xu Guoshi, you ...... How did you know I was here? What are you here for? β
"Princess Qing is really a noble person who forgets things!" Xu Ziwu smiled faintly, his face looming in the dark, full of ghosts, "Although I voluntarily retired from Yingtai Tower now, my divination ability can only increase, and I will naturally know where you are when I pinch my fingers." We have an agreement, tonight is the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, at midnight, the time channel will open, you and I will be able to return to modern society soon, aren't you happy? β
"No......" Lin Ling muttered to herself, if she was hesitant to leave or stay before, then now, her heart told her, don't go, just stay here, stay in Daewoo Dynasty! She already has a home here, she already has a baby, she doesn't take this risk, the unknown coefficient of the space-time passage is too big, she can't afford it.
Xu Ziwu's expression was not moved in the slightest, and he said slowly: "This Desheng Temple has been full of incense in the past two years, although it is not the highest place from the sky, but it is enough for me to do a ritual to open the tunnel of time and space." β
"Wait a minute!" Lin Ling suddenly thought of something, stared at Xu Ziwu's eyes and shouted, "I was framed and driven out of the palace in the capital, and then ran to Quanzhou to take refuge, everything was involuntarily. That's why I forgot to take the bottle of medicine 'Bloodthirsty Pill' you gave me, and I haven't taken it for many days, I'm afraid there is no way to open the space-time tunnel......"
The more Lin Ling said later, the more comfortable Xu Ziwu's smile became, and he quietly interrupted Lin Ling's words: "It's okay, you must have eaten it too, that's enough, as long as you have eaten one, it's enough." You don't have to say anything now, just follow me up the mountain. β
"I'm ......" Lin Ling bit his lip and stood still. Desheng Temple further up, is the altar of the practice, once a year rare, ordinary people will not easily go up the mountain.
Xu Ziwu's gaze suddenly became extremely cold, he reached out and grabbed Lin Ling's arm, and said coldly: "Do you want me to let someone carry you up the mountain?" β
Lin Ling didn't speak, so she had to follow Xu Ziwu out, she looked at the monks and Taoists outside the hall expectantly, but everyone seemed to not see her predicament, just doing their own thing. Lin Ling opened her mouth and wanted to call for help and ask those people to help her. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the host come over.
She was overjoyed and hurriedly broke free from Xu Ziwu.
"Master Xu, I just heard the little Taoist priest say that you are coming, I still don't believe it, I didn't expect you to really come to our small temple." The host looked at Xu Ziwu with a smile on his face, turned his head to look at Lin Ling again, and said, "This is the god operator of our Desheng Temple, and now we are pregnant, and we are temporarily raised, if there is anything wrong with the national teacher, just tell me." β
"Oh? Pregnant? Xu Ziwu's eyebrows couldn't help but go up, he really hadn't calculated this.
Lin Ling nodded hurriedly, her pregnancy should have an impact on this matter.
"Host, I also have a few years in this Quanzhou, today the starry sky is bright, the moon is shining, why not enjoy the moon together?" Xu Ziwu said lightly.
The host nodded: "It should be so, the temple meal has just been prepared, why don't you eat together and then enjoy the moon?" β
So, a group of people walked towards the dining room, Lin Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and kept carefully hiding beside the host, for fear that Xu Ziwu would drag her to the mountain again. Although Xu Ziwu had never done anything hateful to her, and even helped her once, she was afraid that the aura emitted by Xu Ziwu's body was too cold, and she didn't dare to approach it at all.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Desheng Temple dined together as usual, and Lin Ling deliberately avoided sharing the table with Xu Ziwu, and sat in the corner and ate silently. Throughout the dinner, the host was talking, Xu Ziwu just smiled faintly, and what he said was monophonic. Sometimes Lin Ling looked over and saw Xu Ziwu's gaze just passing over her head, and she couldn't help but tremble.
What to do, what the hell is she going to do?
Looking at this situation, Xu Ziwu and the host of Desheng Temple originally knew each other, and the host respected Xu Ziwu very much, if Xu Ziwu proposed to take her away, presumably the host would not refuse. Lin Ling bit her lip tightly, even if she wanted to escape, she couldn't escape, Xu Ziwu could know where she was with a finger, where could she escape to?
The meal was finally finished, Lin Ling lowered his head and secretly glanced at Xu Ziwu, only to see him say something to the host with a smile, and then walked over to her. Lin Ling was in a hurry, covered his stomach and pulled the arm of the eldest lady at hand, and cried out in pain: "Auntie, my stomach hurts so much!" It hurts to death......"
"What's wrong? Wasn't it all good just now? The eldest lady hurriedly put down the work in her hand and anxiously helped Lin Ling.
Lin Ling squinted slightly, and half of his strength was pressed on the eldest mother: "I don't know, my stomach suddenly hurts, auntie, can you send me back to the room...... My stomach hurts to death! β
"I'll take a look." Xu Ziwu suddenly walked over, stretched out his hand to Lin Ling's pulse, and said with a light smile, "It's okay, just take a rest." β
The host nodded: "Xu Guoshi's medical skills are also excellent, if you have time, prescribe a few prescriptions for the god operator, in case you need it in the future." β
Lin Ling buried her head in the arms of the eldest mother, and she didn't dare to look at Xu Ziwu, she already felt that the danger was pressing towards her step by step.
But the development of things in the back was extremely calm, the eldest lady sent Lin Ling back to the room, Xu Ziwu prescribed the medicine, and after half an hour, someone sent the boiled medicine to the room. Lin Ling has been pretending to sleep, and the slightest movement can make her heart tremble. She lifted the quilt and opened a small gap to see that the person who came was really Xu Ziwu!
"It's still early, so it doesn't hurt to let you take a break." Xu Ziwu put the medicine bowl on the head of the bed and said lightly.
Lin Ling felt a sullen breath in his chest, violently lifted the quilt, and roared: "I said I don't want to go back, I don't want to go back!" You want to go back to modern times, you go to find someone else, don't look for me! Even if you look for me, I won't cooperate with you! β
Xu Ziwu didn't seem to hear it: "Don't make trouble, you're not from here, you have to go back." β
"What if you don't go back? What if we traveled back in time to another era? Lin Ling asked, "Why do you think that you can open the time tunnel by doing a single ritual, and why do you think that yin and yang are one, and you can return to the modern era with my blood?" You're just whimsical, and the space-time tunnel is simply not something you can control! β
"I've been studying it for more than ten years, and I've already understood the mysteries." Xu Ziwu snorted coldly, "Whether you want to or not, you must obediently listen to me tonight." I kindly reminded you before, be ready to leave at any time, but I didn't expect you to be pregnant with a child. But it doesn't matter, it's only been three months, and it won't affect the overall situation. β
"No, you can't force me!" Lin Ling bit his lip, "I have lived in this Desheng Temple for three years, if I ask the host to help me, he will definitely help me, he will not allow you to mess around!" β
Xu Ziwu seemed to have heard something funny, and said lightly: "Do you think I talked to him just now because I was afraid of exposing my purpose?" You're naΓ―ve, I just don't want to be rude. As he spoke, he took out a dagger from his waist, picked up the medicine bowl, poured the black medicinal juice inside into the flower pot, held the dagger in one hand and the empty bowl in the other, and approached Lin Ling step by step.
"What are you going to do?" Lin Ling pulled up the quilt and shrank into the corner of the bed.
Xu Ziwu knelt on the bed on one knee, put the bowl flat, reached out and grabbed Lin Ling's arm, saying that it was too late, and the dagger in the other hand cut Lin Ling's wrist, and blood flowed down his arm into the empty bowl. Lin Ling was dizzy for a while, leaning on the head of the bed weakly, unable to even ask questions.
Xu Ziwu picked up half a bowl of blood, and with a slight snap of his fingers, a man in black landed in the room.
"Spread this bowl of blood evenly on the top of the mountain, lay out the Dharma field according to my drawings, and I will go up the mountain before the hour, you just have to meditate and wait!" Xu Ziwu commanded quietly.
"Yes!" The man in black took the order and flew out of the room with the medicine bowl in his hand.
Xu Ziwu turned his head and said with a faint smile: "As long as you are obedient, I will not hurt you, maybe in modern society, we can still be friends." What's so good about this ancient time, communication and transportation are extremely backward, absolute monarchy is disgusting, human affection is weak, and intrigue is ...... Although there are high walls between people in modern society, the relationship between relatives and friends is still there, do you have no relatives in modern times? Don't you miss them? β
Lin Ling said weakly: "It's one thing to think, but it's another thing whether it's worth it for me to go back." Your relatives are in modern times, but my relatives are here, and you can't force me to make a choice. β
"Hmph, if you don't eat and drink in a toast, I persuade you not to listen, then don't blame me for being polite!"