Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Good Day for Hands
Jingshi, in the imperial study room of the Qianqing Palace in the Forbidden City, the young emperor sat in front of the dragon case and read it several times with a notebook, and the more he looked at it, the happier he became, and put it on the bookcase with a smile.
"The emperor is happy, but there is a great joy?" Wang Zhen, who was dressed in a red robe, asked with a smile on the side.
"Mr. Wang-" Zhu Qizhen's eyebrows fluttered and patted the dragon case, "The Yang Muyun recommended to me by the imperial sister Yongqing cracked the case of Yao Chuxi, the same acquaintance of the two Huai Salt Transportation Divisions, and recovered 1.2 million taels of treasury silver. The Guanyin cult was searched and suppressed, and 300,000 taels of stolen money were collected. Together, the two compartments are 1.5 million taels of silver! β
"Huh?" Wang Zhen's eyes straightened when he heard this, "Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor, this time the treasury will be full." β
"That's right," Zhu Qizhen rubbed his hands again and again, "Liaodong and Xuanfu asked me for silver for grain transportation, the Ministry of Industry asked me for silver for repairing the city wall and palace wall, and Jiangxi and Nanzhili asked me for silver for the spring drought. β
"This person is not very old, and he has made great contributions, this is God sent him to the emperor's side to assist the emperor to be a generation of saints!" Wang Zhen echoed.
"Oh, by the way, has Cao Jixiang brought my holy decree to the southern capital?" Zhu Qizhen asked.
"Gonggong Cao is often in the army, and he has been trained in the army for a long time, and the people he brings are all riding fast horses, and it should be almost to the southern capital according to the day." Wang Zhen comforted: "Don't be anxious, even if Gonggong Cao reads the holy decree to Yang Muyun now, it will take him at least ten days to ride a fast horse from the southern capital to Beijing." β
"I'm not in a hurry, there are a lot of capable officials around me, and there is no shortage of him," Zhu Qizhen glanced at Wang Zhen, "But the imperial sister is in a hurry, and she has to come over every day to ask me if that Yang Muyun has come to Beijing." Speaking of this, he hesitated, "Mr. Wang, there won't be anything between this Yang Muyun and the Yongqing Imperial Sister, right?" β
"The emperor is too worried, a little brocade guards hundreds of households, give him a splashing courage, and he doesn't dare to be selfish with the princess. What's more, the princess is only twelve years old, and she still doesn't know what to do. According to the old slave's guess, the princess is a temperamental person, with clear grievances, Yang Muyun once swore to protect the princess to the death, and it is normal for the princess to remember him. β
The two of them were talking, when they suddenly saw the small yellow door outside the hall running in and kneeling down and said, "Your Majesty, Princess Yongqing has to come to see the emperor, and the servants can't persuade her." β
"Huh?" Zhu Qizhen suddenly felt that his head was as big as a fight, and he hurriedly said to Wang Zhen: "Mr. Wang, you go and stop Yongqing." I had a headache, so I went back to rest. With that, he got up and walked quickly to the back of the hall.
"Your Majesty, this ......" Wang Zhen shook his head slightly, and had to walk out of the hall.
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Southern capital, Feiyan Pavilion of the National Color Museum.
"Haha, head shot...... The car is ...... to the general" Yang Muyun said happily: "Su'er, now you will have nowhere to run!" β
"The master won, and Su'er is willing to bow down." Su'er sat across from him, holding a fan in his hand, pursing his lips and smiling.
"That's not right," Yang Muyun noticed a hint of cunning in Su'er's beautiful eyes, and his face pulled down, "Su'er, to be honest, you let me, right?" β
"The master's chess skills have advanced greatly, and it is no longer Wuxia Ameng, and Su'er has long been out of reach." Su'er bent over and smiled.
"Don't play, don't play." Yang Muyun pulled the chessboard, "You deliberately let me, what's the point of playing here." β
"If Su'er wants to win the master, will the master still go down with Su'er?" Su'er's eyes sparkled with color.
"If you want to use your real skills to follow me, I'm very happy."
"Well, don't cry if you lose." Su'er looked at him like a child.
"Su'er-" Xia Hongyu staggered in, smiled at Yang Muyun, and then said to Su'er: "Wu Gongzi of the Loyal Marquis Mansion wants to see you by name, you can go over and prepare." β
"Mother Hong, I feel a little uncomfortable, you let that Wu Gongzi come back another day!" Su'er picked up a chess piece and didn't mean to get up at all.
"Miss Su'er......" Xia Hongyu wanted to say more.
"I told you, I'm not comfortable." Su'er accentuated her tone.
"Xu'er, your temper is really good," the door curtain was lifted, and Zi Su walked in Tingting, although she had a smile on her face, but there was a hint of fierceness in her eyes, "Do you want me to let someone carry a sedan chair and invite you over." β
"Miss-" As soon as she saw Shiso, she immediately stood up and lowered her hands.
"Alright." Yang Muyun glanced at Zisu, stepped forward and whispered to Xu'er: "You just go over to see Wu Gongzi, and if you are happy, you can say a few more words, and if you are not happy, you can send him away." β
"Master, Su'er understands." Su'er mantis turned slightly, turned around and walked away.
"Girl, childe, you talk." Xia Hongyu saw that the atmosphere was wrong, laughed dryly, and went with Xu'er.
"Don't you want someone to play chess with you? I'm here to accompany you, I taught you all the chess skills, and I promise to play better than her. Shisu glanced at him and said.
"Madame, I want to go out for a walk now." Yang Muyun sighed, Zisu's temperament is always so aggressive, if it were Meng Nan, it wouldn't be like this, Mengnan's temperament is always so gentle and elegant, Yang Muyun has never seen Meng Nan angry, what she says can always rub into people's hearts, not like Zisu's choking heart.
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Yang Muyun came out of the National Color Pavilion, looked around, and saw that there were no suspicious people, so he walked south.
Ever since he sent Ning Zu'er out that day and found that the person who could make the poisonous claw skill wandering around his courtyard, Yang Muyun moved to the National Color Pavilion with Zi Su to live. In that small courtyard, there was usually only her and Zisu and a maid Jinxuan who lived there, and it was nothing before, but at that time, his internal injuries had not healed, and he could not fight with others, once someone tried to do wrong, he didn't even have the strength to protect his beloved.
Yang Muyun breathed a sigh of relief and clenched his fists, after a period of recuperation in the National Color Pavilion, his injuries were eighty percent better, and it should be easy to deal with the strange person who can use the poisonous claw skill. He followed the bustling flow of people and went south out of Jubaomen.
Outside the city gate, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the green grass is thick, the red walls and green tiles in the distance, and the sound of Sanskrit is faintly heard.
"It should be the Heavenly Realm Temple." Yang Muyun sighed in his heart, when he first arrived in Nandu, he led people along this road to pursue the assassin who assassinated Lord Wang Ji.
Today, the scenery is still the same, but the thrilling scenes of those days are gone. The people of the southern capital city went out of the south gate, stepped on the green mountains and green waters, smelled the morning bell and dusk drums, lingered and forgot to return.
"Emperor Taizu set up a monk record division in the Tianjie Temple to manage the temples in the world, presumably the incense is extremely prosperous, and it is impossible not to take a look at the place here." Thinking of this, Yang Muyun couldn't help but be interested and quickened his pace.
Tianjie Temple is located on the west side of Jubao Mountain outside the south gate of the southern capital, surrounded by hills and green trees. The temple occupies an extremely wide area, there are many palaces and pavilions, and the saga-majestic is far superior to other ordinary temples.
In front of the majestic mountain gate of the Tianjie Temple, a hundred years of pine and cypress are planted, and the magnificence is simple and quiet.
Yang Muyun followed the endless stream of pilgrims into the mountain gate, and then toured between the various palaces. The ground in the temple is wide and deep, not only the palace is towering, the temple is magnificent, and there are gardens everywhere.
Yang Muyun didn't like cigarette-filled places, so he walked to the corner door of a secluded place, and from the outside of the door, the flowers and bamboos inside were full of life. He couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, and was about to step in, when a young monk flashed out of the door and clasped his hands together at him: "Donor, please stay!" β
"Can't you go in here?" Yang Muyun said with a smile.
"Donor honor," the monk lowered his eyebrows and said expressionlessly, "Master Chonghui of Youshanshi is accompanying a distinguished guest to visit the garden, please stop for a moment before entering the garden." β
"Oh, that's a bad thing." Yang Muyun shook his head with a smile, and was about to walk away, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice from the garden.
"The Buddha said to Ananda: Thou hast often heard of my Vinaya, preaching the practice of the three determinants. The so-called heart is the precept, because the precept is fixed, and because of the precept, it is called the three no leakage learning. An old voice said: "If Lord Zhou is like his heart to my Buddha, he will uphold these three decisions, collect his mind, abstain from greed, hatred, and ignorance, and abstain from all mundane disturbances. β
"What Master Chonghui said is like an enlightenment, and the disciple has been taught." A gentle woman's voice said.
Yang Muyun's face showed surprise, and he almost blurted out the person's name: "Zhou Mengnan." β
The voices of the two people got closer and closer, and they saw a figure flashing, and an old monk in a big red robe walked out of the corner gate slowly, followed by a young woman with a dignified and beautiful appearance and a graceful posture.
"If the donor of Zhou is free, he can often come to the temple, and the old man will definitely explain it to the donor in detail one by one." The old monk looked about seventy years old, with a white beard and eyebrows, a solemn appearance, and a steady step.
"Then disturb the big ......" Before the young woman finished speaking, she saw Yang Muyun next to the corner door at a glance, and her voice immediately paused, and her beautiful eyes flashed with tenderness and a hint of excitement.
Master Chonghui followed her gaze and also saw Yang Muyun, and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "This benefactor is-"
"Masterβ" The young woman resisted the excitement in her heart, and said calmly, "He is my father-in-law......"
"In Xia Yang Muyun, meet Master Chonghui." Yang Muyun stepped forward and made a gesture at Master Chonghui.
"Oh," Master Chonghui stroked his beard, "Why is Master Yang here, but he doesn't come in?" β
"Master Rongyu-" Yang Muyun glanced at the young monk standing next to him, "Here is a guest, not a distinguished guest, let alone a great distinguished guest." So at this step, the little master said to stay, and the donor please stay! β
"Xianggong ......" Zhou Mengnan saw that he was mean, and hurriedly interrupted him.
"Lord Yang is very literate." Master Chonghui laughed and said, "This pair of sons is neatly matched, which makes the old man ashamed." Saying that, he said to Zhou Mengnan: "The old man won't bother the virtuous couple, because of the reason, go back with the old man!" β
"Yes, Master!" The young monk still had no expression on his face.
After seeing the backs of the two of them go away, Zhou Mengnan retracted his gaze and looked at Yang Muyun and said, "Xianggong, why did you come here?" β
"It's just passing by by accident," Yang Muyun smiled faintly, "I really didn't expect that the lady is quite a believer in Buddhism, and she can meet you in any temple." β
"This Chonghui master...... You won't have any cases on your back, right? Zhou Mengnan asked cautiously.
"Do I have to deal with the case when I come out?" Yang Muyun laughed, and then looked left and right, "Why are you alone, what about those two girls?" β
"They're on the side of the Heavenly King's Palace, and you'll see them when you come with me. I've been talking to Master Chonghui for so long, and they probably can't wait. When she mentioned other girls in front of Zhou Mengnan, she didn't look unhappy at all. Yang Muyun sighed that it was Mengnan, if it was replaced by perilla, he would have turned his face a long time ago.
"Master Chonghui can chat with you for so long, this sesame oil money must be no less!" Yang Muyun quipped.
"Money is something outside the body, so why should the minister care so much!" Zhou Mengnan smiled leisurely. "It's only two thousand taels, it's really nothing, compared to the income from the sale of Huai salt this time, it's actually not even a fraction."
"Your Zhou family is wealthy," Yang Muyun sighed, "After the Huai'an case, all the temple properties of Ganlin Temple have been confiscated, and the 1,000 taels of silver you donated have also been confiscated, aren't you distressed at all?" β
"Look at what Xianggong said," Zhou Mengnan smiled, "The one thousand taels of silver were donated to the Buddha, and as for one or two scum from the Buddha Gate, how can I manage it." The money will be confiscated, and it will be used in the court as a little bit of my heart as a small citizen. β
"When I left Huzhou, I haven't moved the thousand taels you asked Ning Xin to give me, and I will return it to you when I go back."
"Look at you," Zhou Mengnan glanced at him coquettishly, "Do you still need to be so clear between you and me?" "Speaking of clever smiles, there is a charming style.
Yang Muyun looked at her and sighed in his heart.
"What are you watching me do?"
"Lady, you are so good-looking, especially when you smile."
Zhou Mengnan listened to him laughing, and his face flushed slightly.
"I've never seen you angry since we got married." Yang Muyun's eyes blinked, "So I thought, what does the lady look like when she is angry?" β
"You person," Zhou Mengnan couldn't help but be angry and funny, "Master Chonghui said to quit greed, hate, and stupidity, uphold these three decisions, how can you say such childish things like a child." β
"Am I naΓ―ve?" Yang Muyun snorted, "That old monk said it nicely, what to quit greed, hatred, and idiocy, but he received two thousand taels of silver from you to talk about Buddhism with you, I think he didn't pass the first hurdle of quitting greed, and this so-called master is nothing more than that." β
"Xianggong-" Zhou Mengnan sighed in a long tone, "I see that you are very smart, why can't you see through anything, worship the Buddha and reshape the golden body, is it only with a pious heart?" Master Chonghui saw that my heart and his practice of the Buddha was very sincere, so he said these words to me. Do you think that if you smash a mountain of gold in the past, you will be dizzy and can't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest? β