The handwritten letter was opened, but the person who read the letter did not read the content of the letter first, but swept away the imprint and painting of the Buddha at the end of the letter. After seeing that the familiar imprint is not fake, I will look at the letter. The believer was about fifty years old, and his pudding shirt had long since faded from its original color, but he could no longer see what it should be. The old, wrinkled face was dry and sickly. The shaved ring also grows some gray hair. If it weren't for the fact that he was sitting in front of this monk, sitting opposite him, he would know the true identity of this monk... I really can't see it at all, this monk who is quite down-and-out now is Mu Ning, the second son of the former national teacher and the most important master! But now he has long lost the power and prestige of his past, and he is only embarrassed and difficult to live in the mountains and forests.

Until this time, I only felt that this trip was really smooth. Unexpectedly... The first person I saw when I came to this Aoki Creek, the little girl who was hiding in the bushes, was the granddaughter of Mu Ning, the son of the master of the country. And Huan'er's father and monk is Mu Ning's eldest son, Loneang!

Under the guidance of Huan'er's biological mother, he came to the residence of this national teacher and grandson, Mu Ning. A very dilapidated house, with a thick layer of grass on the roof, so as not to catch the rain and seep water.

Moss and mildew spots can be found everywhere on the walls of the rather damp and cold house. The old wooden planks that have long since lost their luster also have many traces of breakage and addition. And just now, when Danru walked into the small Buddhist room in this house, listening to the "creaking" sound under his feet, he couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart. Will the next moment, the planks under your feet break apart, so that you step on the air and sink your feet...

And this small Buddhist room, even though there are only three people seated now, it already seems a little crowded. An old copper lamp that has been used for an unknown number of years is burning a "crackling" oil candle. Because the oil candle is made of the worst kind of cream, it will emit some blackened smoke and a pungent smell when burned. Except for a lamp and candle and three people, the almost empty interior was only a small pitiful, extremely rough Buddhist shrine. In the Buddha shrine, it is enshrined in the honor, and at a glance you know that it is not a golden Buddha of ordinary products. This little golden Buddha is only the size of a palm, but the workmanship is extremely exquisite and lifelike. But it is an irreconcilable gap with the almost shabby Buddha room here, which cannot be in the shabby Buddhist room.

But at this time, Danru didn't care about the things around him, and handed over the handwritten letter written by Mu Hong, the master of the temple, who brought him to the head of the temple, to Mu Ning, the son of the national teacher in front of him. He couldn't help but sweep his gaze to the young man sitting beside him, who was very restless.

This young man, who was about thirty years old, had messy hair but had never been combed. On his body, he was wearing an old shirt that could still be seen. The sewing marks are much better than what Mu Ning was wearing when he sat cross-legged and read the letter at this time. At this time, when he looked at the letter in Mu Ning's hand, he couldn't wait to turn sideways slightly, looking at the letter in Mu Ning's hand, and he didn't shy away from being a guest at this time. And this young man is Huan'er's biological father, Mu Ning's only son-in-law, Lone.

"Amitabha!"

Lonely Ang, who didn't wait for a peek and peek on the side, took a few more looks. Quickly swept the letter and looked at Mu Ning, and closed the letter casually.

As Mu Ning closed the letter and called the Buddha's name, his sallow and sickly face couldn't help but bring a little sad look, and then said: "The Dharma body of the national teacher and the master... Really so sick? ”

As he spoke, Mu Ning looked at the light person sitting opposite. Although his current situation is all thanks to his father and monk, the punishment given by the national teacher and the master of the country was angry back then. The hardships and sufferings he has endured for more than ten years can't help but make him hate his father and monks... But that is his own biological father after all... How can this father-son bloodline relationship be broken?

When Mu Ning learned from this shocking letter that he was doing this and the current situation of the General Hospital, he did not urgently ask about the purpose of the trip. Instead, he asked about his father and monk, but he was also a filial person. At this time, although Mu Ning only showed sadness, he did not show anything else. But in fact, after learning the news that his father and monk are now terminally ill. The grievances that have been suppressed in his heart for many years can't help but make him feel a lot of emotion, and he can't say the mixed tastes....

Danru nodded: "Back to Zongzi, the national teacher is indeed very sick!" Now the court of the General Court has been completely controlled by the head of the court. This time, if he came to visit the general hospital with his family teacher, the family teacher, as the elder of the sect, could not even see the face of the national teacher. And the reason why the family teacher can't see the national teacher is because of the peak of the hospital. If the national teacher and master were not seriously ill, Lian Feng, the head of the academy, would not be so bold and reckless. ”

"This! That's too, too bold! That, that Lianfeng, how, how can this be! How can this be! He, although he is the head of the court, has the right to govern the affairs of the court on behalf of the national teacher and the master! However, the master of the monk is the master of the sect! He, how dare he! ”

Sitting on the side, he was still very lonely and didn't know the inside story, and he couldn't help but exclaim when he heard the light reply. But his face couldn't help but show a little indignation. In addition to showing a bit of indignation, there was also some overflowing excitement. But when he peeked at the letter in his father's hand from the side just now, he had already seen something about him that shocked him...

Mu Ning, who frowned slightly, after his complexion changed, then said to Danruyan: "Since the monk has brought my nephew's handwritten letter. Did you have another letter with you? If I'm not mistaken..."

faintly smiled slightly: "As Zongzi said, when he set off from the main courtyard, he did have a letter from the one who sealed it, so that Ru forwarded it to Zongzi. But.. If before handing over that person's letter to the son, can the son tell the poor monk... What does Zongzi think about this matter? ”

Mu Ning heard that what he said was really guessed by him, and the person who planned this major event in the General Court had a letter, so that he brought it to himself. After a little hesitation, he said lightly: "What else is there to say?" This is already stated in my nephew's letter. Now the national teacher is the master... Seriously ill! The courtyard of the General Court is controlled by Na Lianfeng again! My good fourth brother and younger brother are now competing for the heir, and the competition in the general courtyard is inseparable... If there is such a good opportunity to make my son lonely and inherit the heir, it will be great! Even if it can't be done, so what? Now that half of my body is buried in the ground, it's not too far from the bliss of the afterlife... If this can't really happen, huh! It's a big deal to take my family's life! What punishment are you afraid of? Do you say so... Ang'er? ”

Mu Ning said that at the end, he had a serious face, and glanced at his sister-in-law Lonely Anglai, who was still restless at his side.

Although Lonely Ang's face was a little shocked after hearing what his father and monk said... But he still nodded seriously and said, "No, not bad!" Father and monk are right! Big, big deal... Just, take our family's life! On the contrary, anyway, now our family... What else is there on this Aoki Creek Mountain?! ”

Although Lone Ang said so on the surface, when he listened to his father's words, he really hesitated in his heart... After all, although life is extremely difficult now. Not to mention being able to eat a meal of meat, even the oil and salt that cannot be missing on weekdays... They are often detained by the monks who are sent down the mountain. Think about life in the main courtyard in the past... It's really a heaven and an earth. But no matter how hard it is on this mountain, isn't this life still alive? Although this is as light as when I came to negotiate, if it can really be done... Well, don't you want to... But there has to be a mistake in this matter... Then there is a good chance that he will take this life....

However, since the father and monk have already made decisions for themselves, they should do this... What else can I say?! Is it possible to disobey the will of the father and monk? ! That, that self.... Alas!

Mu Ning, who had already seen Lonely Ang's mind thoroughly, was known by his son. Although I only feel that I am a sister-in-law, I really can't support the wall with mud. But after all, he is the only blood and blood of his deceased wife. No matter how much he doesn't like this nest of sons, if he can inherit this for himself one day, he should be his national teacher and the heir of the law. Then he has no regrets in this life... It's just that his sister-in-law only has one daughter under his knees, and the one who planned this matter in the general court didn't have the heart to protect his son. In summary... All this is still to make wedding clothes for others, although I am unwilling... But the current situation is compelling, but I can't allow myself to think about it anymore!

And the sons born to his other concubines are better than his own concubines. But none of them can hold the battle, they are all mediocre and incompetent. Even if he has the intention to secretly plan for his son-in-law when he really becomes a power in the future, I am afraid that he will not be able to stop this national teacher from falling into the hands of others... And even if you want to plan, your time is short.... It's a pity that although I have the heart to rectify the inferiority of the sect in this life, I can't display the ambition in my heart, so I will leave the world and be reborn in the Pure Land of Bliss... It's really a time....

Slowly took out the letter from his arms, and then handed the letter to Mu Ning, who responded to the matter: "This is the letter that Rang Ru forwarded to Zongzi." ”