Chapter 117: Heavenly Secrets Must Not Be Revealed

Chunliu looked at the back of her grandmother who was far away, and then looked at the two people sitting under the porch not far away, sighed secretly, walked out of the moon arch, and coughed lightly to remind. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test

Gu Fanshuang was the girl who had not left the pavilion in the end, so she moved to the side shyly, distancing herself from Ling Xiao.

Chunliu was disdainful in her heart, if it weren't for Yun Xiu's advice not to snub Miss Gu, she really didn't want to go over and poke her eye sockets.

"Little Hou Ye, you were in a hurry and forgot to take your umbrella." Chunliu obediently handed over the oil-paper umbrella, and was polite to Gu Fanshuang, "Miss Gu, my grandmother knows that you are here today, and she plans to go to the county lord's side to talk to you. β€œ

Suddenly, my body was not well, and I couldn't go out under the pretext of menstruation.

Gu Fanshuang understood the obscurity, shook his head and said, "Grandma is too polite, it's cold, and she can't come out to be cold." β€œ

Chunliu belched and said goodbye.

Ling Xiao held the umbrella and frowned, Yun Xiu was still sleeping when he went out, the umbrella must have been sent temporarily, so?? She was supposed to see something, and then quietly left.

Not fried vinegar is more terrible than fried.

He was a little weak-hearted. got up and looked left and right, and found that Qiu's mother was taking a few girls and mothers-in-law to this side, secretly relieved, and said to Gu Fanshuang: "The next person will take you to the guest room to take medicine, I still have something to do, go first." β€œ

Gu Fanshuang pursed her lips, wanting him to accompany her for a while, but when she saw Qiu's mother coming, she had to be polite and polite, and said, "Little Hou Ye go slowly."

The Privy Council was as usual, and the whole was busy preparing for the eve of the expedition.

In addition to his own official duties, Ling Xiao avoided the rest if he could, not seeking merit but seeking no fault.

When Shen was getting dark, he went home. Yun Xiu had already asked someone to set up the meal and wait for him to be seated.

"It's cold outside today," she took the big cockpit and hung it up as usual, and said with a smile, "Hurry up and eat, Brother Huan just coveted that bowl of steamed pork, I sandwiched a little bit of meat, he didn't seem to like it, and he didn't want the second chopsticks." β€œ

"Xiuxiu, me??" Ling Xiao wanted to explain, but was interrupted.

"Don't bother," she laughed, "it's just that it's warm in the house, and the food will be cold in a while." I'll serve you soup first. β€œ

Yun Xiu deliberately avoided it, and Ling Xiao was bored.

After eating, Ling Xiao was called away by the old marquis, and Chunliu dared to enter the house to talk to Yun Xiu about giving an umbrella.

"Grandma, are you sulking again?" She persuaded, "The slave maid feels that the little marquis has no idea about Miss Gu, it's all Miss Gu's wishful thinking, you think, the little marquis really has thoughts about human girls, and Miss Gu won't wait for an old girl." β€œ

Li is such a reason, but Xie Zongren's words were nailed to Yun Xiu's mind like a wedge, and she asked Chunliu: "When you gave the umbrella today, did you think that the little marquis hated Miss Gu?" How does it compare to Aunt Qin? β€œ

"This??" Chunliu is not stupid, she naturally saw that although the little marquis didn't like it, she didn't hate it, so she only said, "Miss Gu is everyone's best girl, and Aunt Qin can't compare." β€œ

From not hating to being favorable, to liking, to being affectionate, according to the marriage of the two families in the previous life, it is not against harmony.

Yun Xiu didn't dare to think deeply, and the more he thought about it, the more timid he became.

The next day, she sent Ling Xiao out of the house, trying her best to find out about the princess's mansion of the tenth princess, the Beijing circle is so big, it is very easy to inquire about someone.

Xie Zongren coughed and injured his lungs for a long time, and the tenth princess sent someone to the Ministry of Industry to take leave, and the girl who turned her head to spread the word said that Mrs. Yun of the Ling family was visiting.

"I didn't expect you to come," the tenth princess was surprised and delighted, and invited Yun Xiu to have tea in the flower hall, "You can come, bring those supplements to do, the Tai Hospital has just been delivered, and I can't finish eating at this time." β€œ

"His Royal Highness laughed," Yun Xiu laughed, "As soon as the Lantern Festival is goodbye, my little marquis said to wait for Xie Ma to be healthy, and then please drink." β€œ

The tenth princess waved her hand again and again, "Don't listen to the nonsense of the Marquis of Zhongyi, the amount of wine is not good, how can it be compared with the people who are in their army." β€œ

Xie Zongren was able to drink very much in his previous life, and many officialdom entertainments were done on the wine table.

In this life, in order to please the princess, she has to pretend to be hard enough.

Yun Xiu lowered his eyes, covering the disgusted look in his eyes, and said peacefully: "I heard that the northern wine is strong, not only men can drink it, but women can also drink it. β€œ

"Not all," said the Tenth Princess, "like me, who drinks very badly. β€œ

As he was talking, he heard a cough outside the door.

The tenth princess didn't care about the presence of the guests, so she hurriedly greeted her and said coquettishly: "Husband, why did you come out?" It's so cold outside, the doctor tells you not to blow the wind. β€œ

"Out of the way." The two of them entered the house, Xie Zongren nodded to Yun Xiu to say hello, and then sat down, "Last time I had a banquet, I had a cold attack, and I brushed the Hou Ye with some kindness, please ask Mrs. Yun to take the talk, and say that next time Xie will be the east, please get together." β€œ

"I'll talk about it when you're well." The tenth princess sat next to him and said worriedly, "Have you drunk the medicine?" β€œ

Xie Zongren said he didn't drink it.

"Why don't you drink it?" The tenth princess pouted unhappily, "You do this every time, and you don't listen to what you say." β€œ

"The medicine is not fried." Xie Zongren coaxed, "There are guests here, be nice, and I'll drink the medicine after a while." β€œ

"Really?"

"Really."

Yun Xiu watched Xie Zongren staging a love scene, and sighed in his heart, power is really a good thing!

In her previous life, she said the same thing to the tenth princess, complaining that Xie Zongren didn't listen to anything.

Xie Zongren's answer was: "The husband is the wife, I am the head of the family, why listen to you?" You go to Manyanjing to inquire, whose woman is as domineering and unreasonable as you, and those who don't know think I married a tigress. β€œ

Looking back now, Yun Xiu really wants to ask, is the tenth princess virtuous? Or overbearing?

Thinking about it together, she felt ridiculous again, it was all about the previous life, and it was not worth worrying about it.

Xie Zongren noticed the sudden cold gaze on the other side, found a person to take the tenth princess from the beginning, and cautiously said to Yun Xiu: "As long as you are willing to come back, I will be a thousand times better to you." β€œ

"What do you think, Xie Rouma." Yun Xiu suddenly laughed, "I'm not here to visit the sick today, don't get me wrong." β€œ

Xie Zongren's expression darkened, and he knew it, "I know that you won't come to see me, what do you want to ask, say it." β€œ

Yun Xiu was not polite: "You said that in the previous life, the two families of Ling Gu got married, and the Hou of Zhongyi accepted a concubine?" β€œ

"Nope."

"Are you so sure?"

"That's right," Xie Zongren said with a straight face, "The Gu family is also an upstart, there is no difference between the past and the present life, and they are friendly with the Cui family, who is in power in the military department, how can the Ling family do stupid things that harm others and themselves." β€œ

So Qin Qingsu provoked Ling Xiao to be disgusted, should his life be like this?

Yun Xiu frowned and did not speak.

Xie Zongren guessed a few points: "In this life, Zhongyi Hou accepted a concubine?" β€œ

"Nope." Yun Xiu didn't admit it, "I just want to know more details." β€œ

"I don't know much," Xie Zongren sighed. "I have calculated that we have just entered Beijing at this time in our previous life, and I have not yet gained a firm foothold, and I am soft-spoken, unless there is a major event in the court, I don't know the details, and I am a speech official, he is a military attachΓ©, and I am not related."

Yun Xiu asked again: "The Ling Gu family is everyone, and getting married must be a big deal, it's not a trivial matter, right?" β€œ

"It seems that it's just a matter of the past two years," Xie Zongren thought about it for a while and shook his head, "I really don't know what day it is, I only remember that the Battle of Yangguan was fought for three years, and the Marquis of Zhongyi was the third year to go out to support, so it should be after the two families got married." β€œ

Yun Xiu expressed his worries in his heart, "According to what you said, in the previous life, the Gu family and the Cui family were good friends, and the Marquis of Zhongyi was the son-in-law of the Gu family, did you watch him go to Yangguan to die?" β€œ

"Xiu'er, don't embarrass me." Xie Zongren smiled bitterly, "I am a four-grade Beijing official, and I have no background backer in the court, how can I know the entanglement of the hairpin family." β€œ

"Okay, last question." Yun Xiu said, "You said that if you forcibly change your life, you will be punished by heaven, is there any basis? I can't say why, I must try my best to drive you out of Yanjing. β€œ

"So far, why should I lie to you?" Xie Zongren sighed helplessly, "You don't believe me, you should always believe in people who practice Buddhism, and I will take you to meet someone in three days." β€œ

Yun Xiu hesitated for a moment: "Okay, I'll believe you once." β€œ

??

Three days later, she arranged all the affairs in the house and went out with Chunliu.

Xie Zongren did it very secretively, he didn't show up from beginning to end, but just told Yun Xiu the location of the temple.

When the carriage reached the foot of the mountain, a small novice waited at the gate of the mountain early and asked, "May I ask if your surname is Yun?" β€œ

Yun Xiu replied yes, and then Xiao Shami led the way.

The meditation room was very quiet, and white smoke wafted out of the lotus copper furnace. Suhexiang is calm and introverted, suitable for chanting, meditation, and Sanskrit.

Xiao Shami asked Yun Xiu to wait in the hall for a while, bypassed the wide seat screen, and whispered a few words, and an old man's voice came out, "Master Yun, please take a seat." β€œ

Yun Xiu sneaked out, couldn't stay too long, and said straight to the point: "Master, the women have doubts. β€œ

"Donor, please."

"Someone warned the women that if they forcibly change their lives, they will be punished by God, what does the master understand?"

The master smiled kindly: "It turned out to be the old man of Lord Xie Shi. β€œ

Yun Xiu corrected: "I have a grudge with him, and I am not an old man." β€œ

"The old man saw that the two of you were still entangled in their lives, so I mentioned one or two." The master said, "As for Lord Yun's doubts, there are times in life when there must be, and there is no time in life when you force it, and if you force it, one person will die." β€œ

Yun Xiu was stunned: "Who died?" β€œ

A faint sigh came from behind the screen: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed." β€œ

After finishing speaking, the little novice from before came over and made a gesture of please: "Master Yun, the time has come, the little monk will send you down the mountain." β€œ

Yun Xiu hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Little master, can you let me talk to the master a few more words?" β€œ

Xiao Shami folded his hands and saluted, "Master Yun, Master has said everything that Master can say, don't be embarrassed." β€œ

In her previous life, she had no children, but in this life she has Brother Huan, and she can't risk her children. Suddenly raised his voice: "Master, I have a son under my knees, a child who is not yet a full year old, but he is in trouble?" In this way, I wish to fast every day, chant sutras and pray for blessings, and reshape the golden body of the Buddha, and I ask you to be considerate and considerate of the hearts of the women who are mothers. β€œ

"Lord Yun Shi," there was another sigh behind the screen, and he said, "You are a human being in two lives, valuing love and righteousness, but you have little kinship, and it is difficult to overcome the calamity. β€œ

"What do you mean, it's man-made?"

Yun Xiu wanted to say something, but was invited out of the meditation room by Xiao Shami.

On the way, Chunliu was confused and asked in a low voice: "Grandma, the slave and maid are listening to God's chatter, don't take it to heart, maybe it's Xie Yuma's trick." β€œ

Yun Xiu shook his head slowly: "He doesn't have to do this. β€œ

Chunliu insisted on his opinion: "The slave thinks he just wants to break up you and the little marquis." β€œ

"That's not the point," Yun Xiu narrowed slightly, "The master must have sent him to light it too, he didn't tell me, it proved that it was contrary to his wishes." β€œ

Chunliu don't say goodbye, "Xie Fuma is uneasy and kind, everything is as he wishes, God doesn't open his eyes." β€œ

Yun Xiu glanced at her: "There are gods in the three feet of your head, don't talk nonsense." β€œ

"Bah, baba, slaves and maids talk nonsense, don't count." Chunliu laughed dryly.

It snowed for several days, the road was slippery, and the carriage could not go fast, and when it came to the Hanging Flower Gate, just after noon, there was a light snowfall.

"It's a cold spring, it's really terrible." Chunliu felt the cold wind blowing into her neck, clutched her cotton collar, and held Yun Xiu, "Grandma be careful of your feet, the frost is very slippery." β€œ

Speaking of frost, Yun Xiu thought of Gu Fanshuang: "Last time Miss Gu fell in the front yard, did the county lord say anything?" β€œ

Chunliu shook her head, "Mother Qiu didn't give a word, the slave didn't dare to ask more, it was always in the front yard that fell, and the county lord couldn't blame you." β€œ

Yun Xiu snorted, and was looking up to speak, when he saw Qiu's mother and a girl with a raw face coming from the other end of the verandah.

The girl was sharp-eyed, saw Yun Xiu, and hurriedly came over to greet her, and introduced herself, "Grandma, the slave maid is served by Miss Gu, and she caused trouble to the house last time, so I specially asked the slave and maid to bring some pastries to thank you." β€œ

Mother Qiu also blessed Yun Xiu, and said respectfully: "Grandma, two pastries, one will be sent to the county lord's mother's house, and the other will be sent to your house. β€œ

"I see." Yun Xiu sighed secretly and said to the girl, "Tell your girl to take care of it and play in the future." β€œ

The girl responded.

The two groups parted ways, Chunliu glanced back and whispered sarcastically, "Grandma, Miss Gu is still thinking about us when she hurts her foot, so she can't be idle." β€œ

Yun Xiu suppressed his unhappiness and rubbed his eyebrows: "Go back to the house, I'm tired." β€œ

??

In the house, Brother Huan and his father, the two of them sat on the couch and played with balls, and there was a pastry box on the kang table, which was half empty.

"Is it delicious?" Yun Xiu asked subconsciously.

"It's done." Ling Xiao pulled half a piece to Brother Huan'er, "It's made of red date paste, and your son loves to eat it too." β€œ

Yun Xiu glanced at them coldly and went to the inner room to change clothes.

Seeing the wind and rudder, Chunliu reminded in a low voice, saying that when she came back, she met the maid beside Miss Gu.

Ling Xiao suddenly, snatched the dim sum from Brother Huan'er's hand, threw it into the box, and closed the lid.

Brother Huan was eating on Xing's head, and was suddenly robbed, first stunned, and then his little face wrinkled together, and he was about to cry.

Ling Xiao hurriedly stuffed the snack back into his hand, and shrugged at Yun Xiu again, "If you don't let him eat, he will cry, it's all what you're used to." β€œ

"Really?" Yun Xiu's voice was cold, he picked up the child by the waist, put it on his lap, bowed his head and said, "Brother Huan'er, let's not eat it, there will be your favorite egg custard and a lion's head." β€œ

As she spoke, she took away a small lump of jujube cake.

Brother Huan watched the pastry being taken away again, he looked at Yun Xiu, opened his mouth, and signaled to eat.

"I said I wouldn't eat," Yun Xiu saw that he was going to cry, and his face sank, "If you dare to cry, your mother won't want you." β€œ

Brother Huan was not afraid of her at all, grinning and crying, crying with tears in his eyes.

"It's no use scaring him." Ling Xiao just begged not to cry, no matter what, it was easy to say, "If you can't give him food, it's over, and make such a big move." β€œ

"Don't eat it!"

A nameless fire erupted in Yun Xiu's heart, and he raised his hand to fan the food box on the ground, the pastries were broken, and the lacquered wooden box clattered on the ground.

Ling Xiao was stunned.

Brother Huan was also stunned, stopped, and then turned fake crying into real crying, crying so much that he wanted to lift the roof.

Yun Xiu ignored it, called the nurse, took the child away, and said ruthlessly: "Ignore him today, let him cry, and cry until he doesn't cry." β€œ

The nurse saw that the two masters had unsightly faces, so she hid in the Westinghouse while coaxing.

"As for it? I'll just ask you, as for it?! Ling Xiao came back to his senses and roared, "What's wrong with eating!" I don't want to see you roll! β€œ

"Why should I go? It's you who should get out! Yun Xiu turned his head suddenly, and Zhu Hai shook violently, "The human foot is broken, what are you doing when you come back?" Go to Gu's house and stay there, and make it for you to eat every day! β€œ

Ling Xiao was silent for a moment, then suddenly became angry, got up and pulled her arm, dragged her to the hall without saying anything, and pushed it out of the door, with a bang, the Linghua door fell loudly.

Yun Xiu shuddered before he remembered that he was wearing a thin jacket.

When Chunliu saw it, he hurriedly pulled her to the north wing and brought a charcoal basin to warm her.

"Big grandma??" She pursed her lips and was stopped by Yun Xiu, "I want to be alone." You go out first. β€œ

Chunliu belched, but still persuaded: "Otherwise, tell the little marquis about today, he must have misunderstood you." β€œ

"Don't say anything," Yun Xiu nestled into the couch weakly, "Otherwise, when he asks, how do you answer, and tell him about Xie Yuma?" β€œ

Chunliu thought about it, it hurt her brain, and she simply withdrew.

Before the change, Yun Xiu might have been angry and went down the stairs by herself and moved back, or Ling Xiao came to look for her, but after a few days, neither of them paid attention to anyone, and Yun Xiu didn't want to reconcile. Instead, she didn't dare to reconcile, and when she came back from the temple, she pondered the master's words repeatedly.

If Ling Xiao and Brother Huan were forced by her, someone would have died.

Yun Xiu has thought of countless possibilities, but no matter how he comforts himself, how can Qin Qingsu's fate be explained?

In his previous life, Ling Xiao did not marry a concubine, which proved that he had nothing to do with Qin Qingsu, but in this life, because of her intervention, the situation changed, and the result was the same.

Yun Xiu thought uneasily, the only person who has nothing to do with her previous life now is Brother Huan??

Her most precious child.

Yun Xiu sighed, lay down on the couch in the north wing, picked up the rattle on the kang table, shook it again and again, and shook it again. Make a thumping rhythmic sound and talk for comfort.

***

After the first batch of large troops to go to Yangguan left, Ling Xiao obviously felt that the privy envoy gave him small shoes, and all the official affairs large and small were under his control, whether they were under his control or not, and they were all handed over to him, and the reasons were also sufficient, and the manpower was insufficient for the time being.

Ling Xiao was not only busy in the morning, but also busy in the afternoon, and when he was not busy, he had to fight at night.

He was rarely idle that day, and he sneaked back at noon, but he put a cold face on his hot buttocks, touched his nose for a piece of pastry, and ate a stomach.

The next day it was busy again.

This is the fate of being caught by the emperor with pigtails, he doesn't want your head, there are a hundred ways to torture you, you have to wear these little shoes, you have to wear them if you don't wear them, no matter how aggrieved you are, you can only endure it.

People are dying of exhaustion, so they are naturally not in the mood for wind and snow.

After Gu Fanshuang's foot injury healed, he came to visit the door from time to time, the lord of Pingkang County couldn't enter the palace, and he was not interested in finding other ladies to drink tea and touch cards.

Not only the Ling family, but the Cui family are in a similar situation.

In order to see Ling Xiao, Gu Fanshuang accompanied the county lord of Pingkang in the morning, and went to Cui's house in the afternoon to accompany the godmother to relieve boredom, and poured fragrant dumplings.

However, she went to Ling's house for a few days in a row, and she didn't meet the person she wanted to see, so she was a little disappointed.

Before leaving, he asked Qiu's mother: "Is the little Hou Ye very busy lately?" β€œ

Qiu's mother played a round game, "The girl is considerate, the little Hou Ye is always busier than usual at the beginning of the New Year, and the process will be better." β€œ

Gu Fanshuang sighed, and asked again, "Little Marquis is in the Privy Council at this time?" β€œ

Qiu's mother said yes.

Gu Fanshuang kept it in mind and didn't ask any more.

The next day, she did not come to the lord of Pingkang again, but stepped on it almost noon and sent the pastries to the Privy Council.

Ling Xiao was too busy, and out of courtesy, he took the time to come out and say two words of thanks.

Gu Fanshuang said that she would like to come tomorrow.

Ling Xiao was stunned and refused with a smile: "This year's spring cold is quite long. It's a bad day, don't run around. β€œ

Gu Fanshuang obediently responded: "Cheng, tell me which flavor you like, and I'll make more next time." β€œ

Ling Xiao coughed, and joked in a straight tone: "You person, let you rest, you can't be idle, come on, don't work blindly all day long, you have to find someone to listen to the play, listen to the music, how comfortable." β€œ

Gu Fanshuang is used to seeing a board at home, and occasionally hears the smooth tone of the oil cavity, which is extremely interesting, covering her mouth and laughing. "The little marquis is used to laughing, no wonder everyone in the circle likes to play with you."

"Nonsense." Ling Xiao smacked his lips and said, "I see that you grew up at home, it's boring, change Ming'er to call Qi Sanye's gang to take you to palm your eyes and see the world, don't be stupid." β€œ

The so-called "Gai Ming'er" is a scene without a specific time, just like "I invite you to dinner another day", which is comfortable to listen to and cannot be taken seriously.

Gu Fanshuang listened to it in his heart, nodded and said yes.

After that, she didn't look for Lord Pingkang very much, and went to the Privy Council every few days to bring some small points.

There is no impermeable wall in the world, after Gu Fanshuang sent three or five snacks, the Privy Council and Ling Xiao thought that it was sent by Yun Xiu, and while praising her sister-in-law's good craftsmanship, she sighed that the little marquis had a good life.

Ling Xiao hehe, he didn't pierce it, in fact, he openly and secretly rejected Gu Fanshuang, but the girl was just a tendon, and every time she sent it silently, she didn't provoke anyone, and she didn't ask for anything.

If you don't say anything, you can't stand the enthusiasm of others.

Every time he eats a girl's snacks during the day, and goes back at night to face a table of dishes, Ling Xiao is a thief at first, but then he is relieved.

Yun Xiu has been ignoring him, he is tired and doesn't want to coax, if he wants to reconcile, don't think he will give in first.

Chunliu was in a hurry, and with courage, he asked the small kitchen to cook a few dishes, and discussed with Yun Xiu to deliver food to the little marquis.

Yun Xiu didn't scold her, it was a tacit acquiescence.

Chunliu found someone to prepare the car, and the master and servant went straight to the Privy Council.

The guard on duty at the door of the Privy Council looked at Chunliu with a puzzled expression, and then at the carriage parked not far away, and interrogated for a long time.

Monk Chunliu Erzhang was puzzled, and tried every means to prove that he was from the Hou Mansion, took off the secret cabinet key on his waist, and pointed it to others: "Master Jun, there is a little Ling character on it, do you see it clearly?" β€œ

The guards looked at the light for a long time before going in.

The messenger only said that someone sent food, but did not say who it was, Ling Xiao thought it was Gu Fanshuang again, and went out slowly, and when he arrived at the door, he saw nothing except the food box.

He turned his head and asked the guard, who was looking for it just now?

The guard describes Chunliu.

Ling Xiao sighed, and asked who else he had met.

The guards recalled that there were no outsiders, just a few people in the barracks who had a good relationship with Ling Xiao, and when they passed by, they saw the food box and joked that the person who delivered snacks came again.

Ling Xiao's heart sank at the moment, thinking, it's over??

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