Xiangyun Temple is forty-five miles away from the capital, although the reputation is not as big as the royal temple Baoguo Temple in the capital, but because it has a history of hundreds of years, the presiding master Huichen in the temple is also a generation of famous monks, so Xiangyun Temple is also one of the temples with the most incense inside and outside the capital.

Along the way, the coachman Liu Laoliu was also an idle mouth, and told Wei Qingluan a lot about Xiangyun Temple. For example, the geomorphological conditions of Xiangyun Temple, the distribution of guest rooms, how the host Master Huichen has a unique eye, can see the good and bad interests of people, and so on.

But at this time, Wei Qingluan had been thinking about Yan Hong's affairs in his heart, where was he in the mood to listen to his vernacular. Occasionally, I hear that I am either impatient to be annoyed, or I hear the more peculiar places of Xiangyun Temple, and I admire him for knowing so much before I pay attention to it.

At this time, she kept thinking about why Yan Hong left suddenly. Could it be that he was being persecuted, or that something had happened?

Thinking of this, Wei Qingluan couldn't help but chuckle in his heart. The reason why she didn't think so before was because she had seen Yan Hong dancing the sword, and she felt that he must be extraordinary in kung fu. It should be that ordinary people are not his opponents.

Besides, there was no trace of a fight in the room, so she didn't think about it that way.

But now that I think about it, although Yan Hong is more individual, he is not the kind of scoundrel who cheats to eat and drink, or if he first saw him that day, he would not have said words such as not eating the food that came to him. Could it be that something happened suddenly, or why did he leave in the middle of the night?

And the half of the jade pendant he left behind, what would it mean?

With doubts in his heart, Wei Qingluan didn't feel that he was in a lot of thoughts. An hour later, Liu Laoliu's throat was about to smoke, and the forty-odd miles had already been completed, and when she arrived at Xiangyun Temple, she didn't think of a reason.

If she couldn't figure it out, she simply didn't want to, she made the final conclusion in her heart, no matter what, Yan Hong used his own money and could be regarded as his own servant, then he was the backer.

After getting out of the car and sending Liu Laoliu to live at the inn at the bottom of the mountain, Wei Qingluan carried his burden down the stairs and walked towards the Xiangyun Temple halfway up the mountain.

The winter was freezing and there was a heavy snowfall just a few days ago. The road is difficult, and Xiangyun Temple is on the mountain, so there are not many people who come these days. When he heard that there was a guest house to live in, Wei Qingluan couldn't help but ask: "Which guest house does Old Lady Lin of the General's Mansion live in, can you make my courtyard closer to the courtyard of the General's Mansion?" ”

The monk who received him was a forty-year-old monk, and after he looked Wei Qingluan up and down, he smiled and said, "It's okay, you are the only one who lives in a guest house, and it is convenient to be closer to the guest house in the general's mansion." It's just that if you want to live there, you need to register the sesame oil money here. ”

Naturally, he had already seen that Wei Qingluan was dressed as a man and dressed luxuriously, so he didn't think he was the kind of master who had no money, so he thought of a convenient idea.

And Wei Qingluan raised his eyes and saw that the great monk took out a merit book from the side. When he opened it, he saw that the page was almost full, and the least was not less than fifty taels of silver. She immediately understood that although the guest house of Xiangyun Temple did not directly collect money, it was also divided into places according to the identity of the guests and the money donated to the sesame oil.

"Then thank you, master." The purpose of this visit is to get close to Old Madam Lin, and Wei Qingluan certainly doesn't care about the difference of these money. She nodded, thinking about how much silver she would need to eat and live here for a month, and at the same time she had to take the silver ticket out of her sleeve pocket.

But at this moment, suddenly a thin monk standing next to him looked at Wei Qingluan and said, "Senior brother, you can't arrange it like this. Mrs. Lin is our frequent visitor, and this benefactor is very faceless, and he doesn't even dare to show his true face, I don't know what kind of intentions he has? For the safety of the old lady in the General's Mansion, she can't be allowed to live in the North Courtyard Guest Courtyard. ”

It turned out that he also saw that Wei Qingluan was dressed as a woman, but he didn't agree with her living near Mrs. Lin's yard.

The guest rooms of Xiangyun Temple are divided into three parts: north, south and middle. On the bright side, it is the direction position, but it is actually three levels. The south courtyard of the inferior guest house is at the foot of the mountain, and it is the family members of ordinary people, and the houses are the most, which is a place where ordinary people go. The north courtyard of the middle guest house is on the mountainside, and the seven or eight courtyards are the high-ranking places to entertain the nobles and eunuchs in the capital. The best upper courtyard is at the top of the mountain, and there are only two or three, which are only used as places for the emperor's relatives to come and settle.

The three courtyards, among which there are different levels, will not be detailed one by one, and all the furnishings and services in them are naturally different according to the rank.

On the road just now, the big-mouthed Liu Lao Liu also said this, and Wei Qingluan happened to listen to it. I know that Mrs. Lin has been lighting everlasting lanterns here for five years in this Xiangyun Temple for all the deceased relatives in the family. And because of the misfortune in the general's mansion, Xiangyun Temple has always kept a relatively high-quality house for her in the north courtyard.

She was about to live next to Mrs. Lin, but at this time, someone suddenly stood up to stop her, of course she was not happy.

But Wei Qingluan's face was not obvious, and he folded his hands in front of the thin monk and asked, "Dare to ask the honorific title of the master." ”

I didn't expect that I would stop it by speaking, this woman still treated herself politely, and the monk's eyes flashed a little suspicious, but he still returned the salute and said: "Little monk Zhiyan." ”

"Master Zhiyan," Wei Qingluan said with a smile: "Maybe the master is usually wise, but I don't know why he wants to stop the little girl from staying in the North Courtyard?" Since they all saw that she was a daughter, she naturally didn't hide it.

As she spoke, she took out a five hundred taels of silver ticket from her body and waved it and said, "I also came with a pious heart, and just now this master, that is, Master Zhiyan, your senior brother also said that I would stay in, but I don't know why the master wants to stop me?" Originally, she planned to pay three hundred taels of silver for sesame oil, but now Shengsheng has added two hundred taels more because of his obstruction, and she is a little more angry with Zhiyan in her heart.

"You." How could Zhiyan not hear Wei Qingluan and almost say that her name was Zhiyan, but she was irrational, not only could she not see that she was sincere, but also did not respect her senior brother. I didn't expect such a teenage girl to teach herself in public. His face immediately fell.

The fat monk next to him couldn't help but smile when he heard Wei Qingluan's words. The peacemaker said: "Zhiyan, she is just disguised to be convenient, and at a young age, there will be so many thoughts there." ”

That is, Wei Qingluan will also be arranged near the courtyard of Old Madam Lin.

"You are a senior brother, just make your own decisions." Zhiyan said, his face was gloomy, and he shook his hand and left.