24. The Past
Zhihua said with a little worry, "Miss, it's not that the slave maid is worried, since the death of the lady, there have always been some inexplicable things happening to the lady, either the treasure given by the emperor was broken for no reason and the lord was angry, or a monk came to the door to say that the lady's eight characters and the lord are ...... each other."
"Wait, Zhihua, you mean that I went to Zhuangzi not only to keep filial piety for my mother." Leng Qiuling interrupted Zhihua's words, her eyes widened, and she looked incredulous.
Zhihua nodded, sighed and said, "Miss, don't be sad, this qiē must be Aunt Mei's hands and feet behind, she wants to be a lady, so she wants to get rid of Miss first." ”
Leng Qiuling nodded indifferently, and there was a burst of excitement in her heart, and she restrained Master Leng, isn't this the best way to leave the mansion? Rolling her eyes, Leng Qiuling said quietly, "Zhihua, do you know which monk said that I was the one who fought with my father, he lives there now, I want to investigate, maybe I can find evidence to prove my innocence." ”
Zhihua was first overjoyed, and then shook his head and said, "Miss, don't bother, that monk died three years ago, and I heard that he was still poisoned." ”
A trace of disappointment flashed in Leng Qiuling's eyes, she was actually dead, so her plan was not going to fail, biting her lower lip Leng Qiuling said again, "Zhihua, you go down to rest first, I want to be alone quietly, I will call you if there is something." ”
"Miss, the slave and maid are guarding the door, and if you shout something, the slave and maid can hear it." After speaking, Zhihua quietly retreated.
Leng Qiuling and Yi were lying on the bed and thinking quietly, the cold mansion was heavily guarded, and it seemed that she had to find a reason to go out.
Three days later, Master Leng came back from Zhuangzi with his servants, and after listening to the matter of quitting empty, he frowned and ordered, "From now on, the mansion is not allowed to invite monks and Taoist priests back, and one by one the restless mansion will stir up the miasma." ”
The smile on Aunt Mei's face fell, and she said stupidly, "I know the master, you can rest assured." "Dad, auntie, she is also kind to the house, don't be angry." Leng Qiuling turned her head and smiled at Aunt Mei with a look of concern.
Aunt Mei was startled, and looked at Leng Qiuling vigilantly, what the hell is this girl doing, she can speak for her.
Master Leng nodded and turned around and went out, Leng Qiuling took Aunt Mei's arm and said, "Auntie, it will be the first day of the new year in a few days, I want to go and add some sesame oil money to my mother, I don't know which temple is more suitable." ”
Aunt Mei quietly withdrew her hand, took a step back and said, "Miss, the most famous thing in our capital is the Banshan Temple, where the presiding monk is the national teacher of the royal family, if you want to bless the lady, you can go wherever you want." ”
Leng Qiuling nodded with a smile, and suddenly said before leaving, "Aunt Mei, then I bother you to tell my father, after all, praying for my mother is also the duty of you concubines, isn't it?" ”
"I see, Miss." Aunt Mei almost gritted her teeth and said this, and her beautiful face became distorted.
To achieve the goal, Leng Qiuling also left satisfied, and collided with a hurried maid on the road, Leng Qiuling turned around and stood steadily, and a silver-red post fell lightly on her hand.
"Miss, that post is for Miss Two, you can't take it." As she spoke, the maid stretched out her hand to get the post back from Leng Qiuling's hand.