"General, this is a secret report from the Bafang Mansion."

The guard presented a secret letter, and Lou Zhan took it and looked at it carefully.

The Bafang Mansion is the place where the envoys of other countries live when they visit, and the meaning is also obvious, that is, to welcome the visit of small countries from all directions.

The mansion was also newly built.

The letter in Lou Zhan's hand was handed by Uncle Lin Guoguo.

After three days of waiting, the reply from Emperor Lin finally arrived in the imperial city.

In the past three days, Lou Zhan sent a lot of eyeliners and spies to look for clues about the eldest princess around the imperial city, but they found nothing.

And Emperor Lin also agreed to Lou Zhan's request, which also made him relieved, as long as he agreed, things would be easy to do.

It seems that in a few days, big news will come from the north again!

Lou Zhan stood in the courtyard, looking up at the snowfall, only to feel comfortable.

Outside the vermilion railing, snow fell all over the yard; A little snowflake has some dreamlike colors, and the dark courtyard wall opposite is newly decorated.

"Husband, do you have any news?" It was the little wife who came out.

"Hmm." He looked back at his wife.

"Looks like good news."

"yes."

Yirong was side by side with him, admiring the snow scene in the yard.

There was a growing silence between the two.

Recently, Bai Yiyun had a terrible headache, not really a headache, but because of his marriage, his father and Prince Shun had already discussed everything, and agreed that next spring, when the ice and snow melted, Bai Yiyun would marry Prince Shun's third daughter.

He was unwilling to let his marriage be at the mercy of this, but his father gritted his teeth and did not let go, and the two families had already negotiated.

No matter how unwilling he was, he could only grit his teeth and bear it.

"Young Master! Master! I am back. ”

Suddenly, Wuyu ran in from outside, wrapped in thick clothes, and panting in the snow.

"How's it going, have you found anything?"

Wuqi held the teapot and drank a few big sips before panting and said, "Yes, yes, young master, I saw a lady's sedan chair come out......"

Bai Yiyun got up suddenly, grabbed Wuqi's wrist and asked, "Do you see clearly?" Which lady is it, is it the third daughter? ”

Wu Zhen shook his head: "No, young master, no, no, no, the small one said, the little one didn't know who it was, he only recognized it as the sedan chair of the female dependent, and after the sedan chair came out, it stopped ...... Juxian Building."

"Let's go! Go check it out. Bai Yiyun didn't say a word, picked up his big hat and left.

Wuzhen hadn't rested enough, but he had to go with his master.

Alas, who let himself be such a master, saying that the wind is the rain, and no one can stop it.

It's not good to go to meet someone else's boudoir woman so recklessly.

In rainy and snowy weather, it was too inconvenient to take a sedan chair, so the two of them took a carriage to Juxian Building.

"Where's the person?"

As soon as he got out of the car, as soon as he entered the door, Bai Yiyun asked.

Wuyu was so hot that it smoked: "Young Master, you are waiting now, I'll ask the guys here." ”

Wuyu ran to the back hall, grabbed a guy with a tea tray and asked, "Man, let me ask you, there is a guest from the Shunwang Mansion here, where is it?" ”

The guy was stunned by the question, and blurted out: "In a box on the right on the second floor." ”

"Thank you."

“...... You are welcome. ”

The guy looked dazed.

"Young master, it's upstairs, I'll show you the way." Wuyu grinned.

"Don't go yet."

.....

Ci'an Temple is not the temple with the most incense in the imperial city, but there is a well-known monk here, Master Xuanyuan.

In the afternoon of this day, Yirong took the two little maids to Ci'an Temple, one to pray for her husband, hoping that he could find the eldest princess as soon as possible and complete the important task assigned to him by the emperor, and also to visit his grandmother by the way. My grandmother lives in the temple all the year round, and she doesn't see anyone behind closed doors, including relatives, even Bai Fengyi, her own son, her old man doesn't want to see her.

This time, Yirong came to try her luck, and I hope my grandmother is in a good mood and can meet her.

Suddenly, I heard Yan'er beside me say: "Madam, this time we come to Ci'an Temple, can we see the old lady?" ”

"Maybe." Yirong is actually five points sure, because in her mind, her grandmother is also an elderly person, and she should be very concerned about her children and grandchildren, she has not seen her children and grandchildren all the year round, she must be worried, and it is likely that she has said that she will not see each other again, so she is reluctant to return home.

If you can, it's best to take your grandmother back to the Taishi's Mansion.

But I heard Ying'er say: "If you want me to say, the old lady will definitely not come back, her old man has been in Ci'an Temple for so many years, how can she get used to the life of the Taishi Mansion, and after so many years of enlightenment, her old man is also half a nun!"

Ying'er's words are also very reasonable, but what if grandmother and her old man change their minds......

"I think the old lady is very likely to go back to the house, her old man is getting older and older, and the rules and precepts in the temple are so tormenting, how can the old lady stand it."

Yan'er immediately retorted.

This made Ying'er displeased: "What do you know! How can the rules and precepts of the temple be tormenting? Didn't I see that so many old monks are living well! Your crow's mouth, you know how to talk nonsense......"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Yan'er crossed her waist and shouted at Ying'er on the other side of Yirong, that posture is the same as on weekdays, which means that the two are going to pinch each other again.

"It's you talking nonsense!" Not to be outdone, Ying'er rolled up her sleeves and shouted.

"Okay, don't argue......" Yirong was caught in the middle, a little unbearable.

"Humph!"

"Humph!"

Both turned their backs at the same time and snorted heavily.

"You two ......" Yirong looked left and right, not knowing how to soothe the two.

"I really can't help you, it's not early, come into the hall and offer incense."

Yirong lifted the hem of her skirt and climbed up the stone steps.

Generally, the people who come here to offer incense are women, and few men have the leisure to ask the Bodhisattva to worship God, so there are a lot of female dependents gathered at the entrance of the temple, as well as incense carts.

Finally entering the hall, Yirong looked at the Bodhisattva in the hall with a pious mood.

Guanyin Bodhisattva sat cross-legged on a lotus flower, with a solemn appearance, a kind smile, and lowered eyebrows.

There was a constant stream of people outside, but it was very clean, only one woman prayed here, and two other acquaintances stood silently aside.

There are three futons in front of the statue of Guanyin, Yirong kneels in the middle, and two little maids stand behind her, and she unconsciously becomes much more solemn.

Yirong looked at the statue of Guanyin in front of her, slowly closed her eyes, and prayed in her heart: "Great mercy and great compassion Guanyin Bodhisattva, I hope that my husband can successfully complete the task assigned to him by the emperor, I hope that the whole Taishi Mansion can be safe, I hope that my grandmother can live a long life, and I hope that ......"

Yirong unconsciously opened her eyes, and confusion flashed in her eyes.

Other than these, she can't think of anything else to pray for, in her heart, her husband is everything, as long as her husband is well, everything will be fine.