The small turmoil was quickly forgotten, and it was getting dark, and not many people paid attention.

After passing through the downtown at the city gate, after turning two corners, there is a long street leading straight to the imperial city, and Wan'an Temple is at the end of this street. The old queen mother in the imperial city believes in Buddhism, and originally planned to build a temple dedicated to the Buddha in the palace, but he did not like his harem to be filled with Amitabha Buddha all day long, and His Majesty the Emperor was naturally opposed.

The street where Wan'an Temple is located is Taiping Street, which is close to the west of the imperial city, and there are only a few mansions on the street, which is also a little far away from the downtown area. Perhaps because of the proximity to the palace, there were no civilians living here, so the street seemed a little deserted, and at a glance, only a few pilgrims entered and exited the temple.

The doors of the mansions on both sides of the street were shut, and outside the door, only a few stone lions sat quietly on the gray and white stone path, staring indifferently at the pedestrians and carriages.

The three carriages slowly came from the corner of the street, and the pilgrims on the road did not pay much attention, but just clasped their hands, saluted slightly, and left.

The carriage came to a steady stop at the temple entrance. Lu Yunlu quickly lifted the curtain and jumped out of the car in a hurry, Li Xiao followed closely behind, helped the coachman's men to get out of the car, with a smile on his face, and thanked the somewhat tired driver habitually.

When the middle-aged coachman heard these two words, he seemed to be used to it, this young master from Suzhou City was different from other young masters, and his attitude towards his subordinates always made people feel very comfortable. Bow your head and say a word, and the young master Ankang stood aside silently.

Li Xiao didn't say much, and after Chu Chu also got out of the car, he walked forward.

Not far away, the temple gate of Wan'an Temple is open, there are no stone lions on both sides, and there are no sweeping monks in film and television dramas silently cleaning those unnecessary fallen leaves. At the door, an old monk wearing a robe inlaid with gold thread stood quietly with two little monks in plain clothes.

walked over, took Chu Chu to make a Buddhist salute, and then stepped aside. Li Xiao knew that he was just an idler who came to live temporarily, and the protagonist of this section was not himself, so he just waited silently for the arrangement. It was Lu Yunlu, who seemed to be very familiar with the old monk, and said something with his shoulders on his back, it seems that this eldest son Lu has been praying for the sister in the family on weekdays.

Xu Sheng was the last to get out of the car, and he straightened his collar with his hands before he walked with the support of the little eunuch. Father-in-law Xu was smiling, and his steps were hurried and a little calm. When Grand Prince Lu saw him coming down, he also ran in early.

"Zen Master Pujing, the boat is tired, our family is a little tired, I came down late, delayed for a while, and I look at the abbot Haihan." Xu Sheng put one hand on the little eunuch, and saluted unhurriedly with the other, with a smile on his face as always.

"Father-in-law Xu is serious." Monk Pu Jing maintained the action just now, smiled on his face, and said without hurry. He knew that Xu Sheng had a lot of power in the palace, so he didn't say much, after all, His Majesty the Emperor didn't like this temple on the edge of the imperial city, and it was normal for his father-in-law around him to be lazy.

"Oh, by the way, this is the doctor who has come to consult Her Royal Highness." Gonggong Xu pointed at Li Xiao, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he said unhurriedly: "Li Xiao, the son of the Chu family in Suzhou, Your Majesty asked our family to bring you to stay here for two days, and I hope that Master Pujing will entertain you." ”

After listening to Xu Sheng's words, Pu Jing looked at Li Xiao and looked at it for a long time, as if she was looking at an old friend who had been reunited after a long absence, "Since it is Your Majesty's will, the old man has been a good student to entertain Li Gongzi, but this girl is also with him?" The temple is full of men, and I'm afraid it's a little inconvenient. ”

Pu Jing spoke very slowly, and there was a vague feeling of being a superior person in the world. And when he looked at Li Xiao, Li Xiao always had a feeling of being seen through, as if he was in front of him, as if he had been stripped naked, which was very unnatural, but this feeling was fleeting, and turned into a very cordial and warm feeling, like a relative.

"The maid rescued by Li Xiao halfway has nowhere to go, so I can only follow, and I ask the abbot to make it convenient." Li Xiao nodded slightly, smiling, "Chu Chu is well-behaved, he won't cause trouble to the masters in the temple, I hope the abbot will be accommodating." ”

"Amitabha." Pu Jing said in a low voice, the white whiskers on her chin fluttered in the wind, looking interesting, "Buddhism is compassionate, he is a poor person in the world, how can he ignore the truth, the temple is simple, Li Gongzi must not dislike it." ”

Li Xiao pulled Chu Chu to thank him, and performed a few more Buddhist salutes. The two little monks beside Pu Jing were not idle, when Pu Jing finished speaking, he went to the carriage to move the luggage at his signal, Li Xiao didn't have anything, only some clothes and books, but after Chu Chu came, there were more women's clothes, but the two didn't pay much attention when they moved, and the indifference on their faces made Li Xiao sigh at the strength of the rules of Buddhism and the high concentration of the monks in the temple.

"Childe, please come with me." The little monk carried the salute, stopped beside Li Xiao, said a word, and then bowed to Pu Jing and Xu Sheng, and went in. Li Xiao smiled and saluted, and led Chu Chu to follow.

Xu Sheng didn't stay long, and when Li Xiao entered the temple, he casually exchanged a few words with Pu Jing and left in a hurry, in his eyes, the Wan'an Temple, which His Majesty the Emperor didn't like, was naturally worthless to let himself stay more, so it was better to go back to his life earlier, and it was important to please His Majesty.

Soon, Xu Sheng's carriage left, and Lu Yunlu, who was hiding behind the door, saw them leaving, and immediately jumped out, stretched his waist, and yawned. Li Xiao, who had been with him for more than ten days, should be tidying up the room at the moment, it was useless to stay here, he smiled and gave Pu Jing some sesame oil money, and after a while, he led the two carriages outside the temple gate towards the west.

As the sun sets, the sky is blazing red, and the people on the street have already gone home for dinner. Pu Jing glanced at the brightly lit imperial city beside her, smiled on her face, and gently closed the door, I don't know how long later, the first light was lit in the temple.

The night, after all, was still dark.

……

The moonlight was hazy, and there was no starlight in the distant sky. At night, the city of Jingshi is not less prosperous, near and far away, there are countless lights.

On a street on the edge of the east city, there is a house here, it is very big, but there are only a few scattered lights, and even the two palace lamps at the entrance of the courtyard are dimmed, reflecting the plaque that reads "The Mansion of the Emperor", looking at it from a distance, it is somewhat appropriate.

In the distance, the voice of the watchman was as close as it was away. Gao Changyu, dressed in a green shirt, entered the courtyard briskly through the side door.

The side courtyard of the palace is not small, but it is a little empty, only a water tank full of water but lacking vitality, a few dilapidated stone benches, and a few somewhat dilapidated trees, but if you look closely, this ruined palace has also been cleaned.

Walking through the water tank, I lightly dipped in water to wash away the red stains on my face, and the hazy moonlight shone in the water, reflecting the beautiful face. Looking at himself in the water, Gao Changyu was a little distracted, and a tear was unconsciously left on his pretty face, which dripped in the water, causing layers of waves.

As the night grew colder, the watchman outside the door struck the gong and left the street quickly. The breeze gently brushed Gao Changyu's cheeks, and the green leaves slowly fell on her hair that danced in the wind, looking a little smart.

Qingxiu's hand wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and after cleaning up his mood a little, he walked towards the room. As early as after King Yu fell ill and the palace fell, in the entire mansion, only she lived with the two maids, and the palace was big, so it was not easy to take care of, and over time, the two maids moved to the edge of Gao Changyu's boudoir, and they also had a companion.

Along the path with some weeds through the moon gate, you will arrive at the boudoir where Gao Changyu has lived for more than ten years. This is also the place where the mouth of the whole palace is open, but compared with other mansions, it is still much darker.

The maid in the room seemed to sense the movement outside, pushed open the door and trotted over: "Your Highness, you're back, but you're tired?" ”

"Qiu Xiang, I'm fine." Gao Changyu took the maid's hand and said softly with a smile: "I have earned a lot today, which is enough for the expenses of the house in recent days." ”

Qiu Xiang took Gao Changyu by the hand, thinking of how his master went out every day to get the money, he couldn't help lowering his head, and his voice was a little infarcted: "It's all our incompetence, we can't share worries for Your Highness, let Your Highness's golden body, go out every day and show your face, if you return to heaven one day, what kind of face do slaves have to face the prince in heaven." ”

Gently touching Qiu Xiang's head, Gao Changyu felt a little heartache in his heart. Qiu Xiang and Chunlan have been following themselves after the defeat of the palace, never abandoning, accompanying themselves to silently endure the bullying from the palace and some other nobles, many times, the two maids who are not a few years older than themselves have blocked how much damage for themselves. They could have left and looked for a life of their own without suffering, but the two stubborn maids accompanied their fallen county lord through more than a dozen springs, summers, autumns and winters, and in Gao Changyu's eyes, although they were masters and servants, they were better than sisters.

"Is Chunlan's injury better?" Gao Changyu led Qiu Xiang to the house.

A few days ago, it was the day when the palace came to the house to make a living, and she didn't care about the silver money that had been deducted several times, but Chunlan said a few words to the grandmother from the palace, the fat mother was narrow-minded, and immediately let people beat Chunlan, and the three weak women were powerless, although they blocked a few times, Chunlan was still seriously injured. For a few days, Rao is she went out every day to beg for money to buy medicine, but it was still difficult to alleviate Chunlan's symptoms.

"I'm better, but I still can't wake up." Qiu Xiang choked up: "Your Highness, do you say that Chunlan will leave us." ”

Led Qiu Xiang back to the house, there was a woman with a pale face and weak breath lying on the old bed. Looking at the woman in front of him, Gao Changyu's weak shoulders hurt for no reason. Touching a few money bags in his arms, he seemed to think of the prince he saw at the city gate, and said with a firm look in his eyes: "I won't let Chunlan die, definitely not." ”

The night was deeper, and the palace quickly extinguished the few miserable lights, and fell into darkness in the raindrops falling from the sky.

In a black house in Xicheng, the scholar sitting on a chair put down the yellowed scroll in his hand, closed his eyes, listened to the sound of the rain outside the window, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "The rain has fallen after all." ”

There was no response, no response, just a dead silence.

The first rain of the summer quickly swept through the weather-beaten Jingshi City, and the rain fell rapidly, as if it wanted to wash away the haze of the city.