The nuns who went to ask the owner of the nunnery were six gods and no owner: "I haven't found the owner of the nunnery, what should I do?" ”

The older nun made a decision with a pale face: "Go and talk to those officials." ”

When Jingxin was taken away on the charge of fornicating with King Wu, it could be said that a few young nuns could not keep the rules of Buddhism, and now that the government has come to take people again, the owner of the nunnery is gone, so I have to suspect that there is something wrong with the owner of the nunnery.

The two nuns returned and explained the situation.

"What, didn't find it?" The official who stayed behind had a cold face when he heard this, "Could it be that he is hiding?" ”

The nuns present were silent.

The official in charge raised his hand: "Go in and search!" ”

When the nuns heard that they were going to enter the nunnery to search, they hurriedly stopped: "This is the pure land of Buddhism, please stop a few donors." ”

The official sneered: "We've come here twice to get people, and what do you say about the pure land of Buddhism." If you stop it again, you will bring it all back to the yamen!" ”

And just as the official was talking to the nuns in the nunnery, two of the people who stayed to watch the excitement glanced at each other and quietly left.

Far away from the crowd, one person said in a low voice: "I'll go find the owner of the Plum Blossom Nunnery, and you go and report the situation here to the son." ”

The other nodded slightly, and walked away quickly.

In a teahouse not far from the Shuntian Mansion, two teenagers sat in the window of the private room.

Both of them are dressed in black, it is Lu Xuan and Feng Cheng.

"It's getting dark, it's time for the official who went to the Plum Blossom Nunnery to come back, right?" Feng Cheng raised his cheeks and looked out the window, and in this direction, he could clearly see the gate of the Shuntian Mansion.

Lu Xuan pinched the teacup and said with a smile: "It should be soon, don't worry." ”

Feng Cheng glanced at him: "You are so angry." ”

Lu Xuan curled his lips and took a sip of tea.

Drinking tea with Feng Cheng, even if you have nothing to do, you won't be bored, what is there to sink your breath.

Of course, I won't tell Feng Cheng about this, so as to save her from being proud.

The young man raised his eyelids slightly and looked over, thinking that it was his future daughter-in-law sitting opposite, and the more he looked at it, the better it looked.

"What are you thinking, the corners of your mouth are grinning behind your ears." Feng Cheng unceremoniously poked Lu Xuan's arm on the table.

The boy's arms were still a little thin compared to those of an adult man, but they were firm and firm, like a stone that had been poked into a hard state.

Feng Cheng became curious and poked his finger again.

Lu Xuan glanced at her, and finally couldn't bear to ask, "Is it enough?" ”

Feng Cheng smiled, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

didn't poke enough, and even wanted to lift Lu Xuan's sleeve to take a look.

Of course, this idea could not be known to him.

At this time, there was a regular knock on the door.

Lu Xuan and Feng Cheng glanced at each other and shouted, "Come in." ”

Soon, a young man with ordinary eyebrows walked in and reported in a low voice: "Childe, the owner of the Plum Blossom Nunnery is gone." When the servant passed, the nun with the Dharma name Ci Ning was preparing to kill the little nun Jingchun......"

After listening to the report of his subordinates, Lu Xuan's face sank like water.

"Lu Xuan—" Feng Cheng shouted.

"You stand down first." Lu Xuan sent his subordinates out and looked at Feng Cheng.

Feng Cheng frowned: "Jingchun's escape should have the credit of Xiaoyu." Xiaoyu got my orders to protect Jingchun, and she won't be distracted to take care of other things, but I didn't expect the owner of the Plum Blossom Nunnery to escape, where do you say she will flee? ”

Lu Xuan's thin lips pursed slightly: "Where does the owner of the Plum Blossom Nunnery flee to put it aside first, there is a problem here." ”

Feng Cheng listened quietly.

"Master Cining is too strange about the timing of Jing Chun's move. They must have known what was happening in the Shuntian Mansion, so they decided to kill Jingchun. But the two nuns brought by Jingchen are still staying in the Shuntian Mansion, how did they know? ”

Feng Cheng's heart jumped: "There are their people in the yamen?" ”

"It's not necessarily that the yamen has their people, but there must be someone outside the nunnery who has been paying attention to the situation, and the news is so timely-" Lu Xuan paused, his face changed slightly, "But it can't be ruled out that the yamen has their people, if that's the case...... Silence and meditation are likely to be in danger! ”

Feng Cheng Huo Ran got up: "Lu Xuan, let's go take a look!" ”

Compared to Jingchen, she was more worried about meditation.

Jingchen appeared to expose the evil deeds of Meihua Nunnery, and had already arranged for her safety, but Jingxin was out of reach in the prison.

As a witness, the importance of meditation is even higher than that of Jingchen and Jingchun, and she is the only victim who has seen King Wu come and go to the Plum Blossom Nunnery with her own eyes and knows the inside story.

Yesterday, through dotting, Lu Xuan arranged for someone to go to the prison to see Jingxin and persuade her to tell the truth. Although Jingxin didn't nod at the time, she could see that she was full of unwillingness, and she was obviously moved.

Today, Jingchen went to Shuntianfu to complain, attracting countless people to watch the excitement, as long as Jingxin stood up and identified King Wu, King Wu didn't want to get rid of it.

"Let's go." Lu Xuan followed and got up.

Out of the teahouse, you can see people in front of the Shuntian Mansion chatting together.

The dedication of the people of the capital to watching the excitement is admirable, especially when they find a team of officials going this way, they are even more spiritual.

Lu Xuan beckoned in one direction, and a middle-aged man appeared.

"Childe."

"See you again."

"Yes."

Taking advantage of the fact that the people were scrambling to crowd into the yamen to watch the excitement, the man quietly sneaked in and found the cell leader.

Once born, twice ripe, and after receiving a heavy silver ingot, the cell boss quickly took the man to the cell where he was held for meditation.

The cell was dark and damp, with the sound of wailing and chains dragging from nowhere, but the nuns sitting in the corner were quiet.

The cell boss was about to go to the distance so that he could talk alone, as he had done yesterday, but the man stopped him.

"Brother, wait a minute, I'll say a few words to Master Jingxin and leave."

"That's fine." The head of the cell stood still, touched the silver hidden in his sleeve, and did not even say a word of urging.

Yesterday this man talked to the little nun for two quarters of an hour, and he got five taels of silver, and today he got ten taels of silver for just a few words, and he really made a lot of money.

"Master Meditation—" the man shouted.

Jing Xin half-bowed his head and did not answer.

The man stepped forward and shouted again, "Master Meditation—"

There was still no response, save for the uncomfortable sound of staccato cries coming from the other cells.

The man leaned on the iron fence with both hands to look in, but sat quietly against the corner of the wall, and the dim light was unreal.

"It can't be an accident, right?" The man looked at the cell head.

The cell boss disagreed: "I have been in prison and there is no need to torture, what can happen." ”

"Let's see."

The cell boss didn't want to bother, and when a silver ingot fell into his hand, he immediately changed his tone: "Please stay away, I'll go in and have a look." ”

The man walked into the distance.

The cell boss took out a bunch of keys from his waist, found the right key, opened the lock, and walked in.

"Hey, wake up." Coming to Jing Xin's side, the cell boss shouted.

Seeing that she didn't react, the cell boss raised his foot impatiently and kicked it: "Pretend to be dead-"

Meditation was planted and fell to the ground.

That young and beautiful face appeared in front of the person, and a pair of eyes widened, freezing the moment of pain.