Xuanlian's face had the kind of white pale that had been a vegetarian for many years, "It is worthy of being the Dali Temple, even if he knows who it is, he has not made the slightest concession." ”

Jing Wan'er looked at Xuan Lian, "Does the master remember Wan'er?" ”

There are no stinky monks stirring in the abbot's room, Jing Wan'er simply looked at Xuan Lian and asked.

Xuanlian looked at Jing Wan'er: "Does Master Jing still want to lose his hair and become a nun?" ”

Jing Wan'er's expression changed.

Not only her, Pei Tan listened to this sentence with a sudden expression.

Jing Wan'er pursed her lips and stopped talking.

At this time, after looking at Xuanlian for a while, he slowly looked at Pei Tan and said, "Maybe this is what the world often calls 'dust fate'." ”

Pei Tan has no words, he can't talk about Buddha as a layman, and naturally he can't talk about the dust.

Xuanlian was silent for a while and said: "Snubbing the prince is also the fault of the old man. ”

The sun had already shone into the abbot's room.

Pei Tan stared at Xuan Lian: "Since the prince is here to practice for the Holy Ancestor, why do you have to lock the doorway, could it be that this is also the prince's request?" "Could it be that the monk of Qinglong Temple dares to lock up a prince of the imperial county?

Xuanlian said: "The Buddhist retreat emphasizes cutting off all earthly troubles, the first day the prince came here, he asked the temple to lock the clear room, and only serve water every day, until the full moon of the fifteenth, after the Buddha purified the soul, the prince will go out again. ”

Jing Wan'er's eyes fluctuated, today is sixteen, so yesterday is the so-called cultivation consummation day of King Changle?

Everything is too coincidental, but who doesn't say that things in the world are connected by coincidence, and that room doesn't look like Qing Xiu.

"There are so many meditation rooms in the entire Qinglong Temple, why did King Changle choose there?" Especially Qinglong Temple is so respected by the inner courtyard, why would he succumb to it as a nobleman.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Lian said: "That floor of the building was built under the supervision of King Teng, and after reconstruction, the middle floor was hollowed out. There is only one ladder left. In a place like my Buddhist house, it means to isolate the dust and connect with the heavenly spirits. ”

This made Pei Tan and Jing Wan'er a little speechless.

"If the prince has nothing to do with this, this morning, who knows the whereabouts of the prince?" Pei Tan's voice was a little faint, and he stared at Xuan Lian like this.

Xuan Lian shook her head and said: "The old man has already told Master Pei Shi everything he knows, and Huigen came to greet him outside the meditation room last night, and as soon as he told the son, he had already put the key outside the attic door and let the prince leave by himself." ”

Pei Tan heard the clue: "Did you say that Huigen left the key when he was a child, and then came to see you?" ”

Xuan Lian nodded: "Not bad." ”

But those little monks outside didn't say that.

"This morning, the little master in the courtyard informed Pei that because the attic key is only held by Huigen, he can't find Huigen, so he will come to Master Xuanlian to get the key."

And the key was already broken inside the lock.

Xuanlian said: "But after the child's time, the prince no longer has to stay in the clean room. ”

When did King Changle leave that attic, it's very simple, just ask King Changle if you don't know.

Pei Tan said slowly: "Pei needs to repair a letter and report what happened in Qinglong Temple to His Majesty to know." In addition, Pei needs to meet the prince. "Dali Temple was ordered to give people away, and when such a thing happened, neither he nor Xuanlian had the ability to make the decision, so they had to wait for the holy decree.

Xuan Lian said slowly: "With the death of the apprentice, the old man will rely on Pei Siqing. ”

Pei Tan also said after a long time: "Pei will do his best." ”

It seemed that with the abbot's order, the attitude of those monks was immediately different.

As soon as I walked out of the door of the abbot's room, I was about to return to the courtyard, but I already saw a monk with a kind face coming over and said, "The wing room where Lord Siqing lives has been cleaned, do you want to go and rest now?" ”

Pei Tan's eyes moved: "What wing?" ”

The little monk pointed to the inner courtyard, "After the closing of the temple tomorrow, the outer courtyard will be full of pilgrims, and the abbot will entrust Pei Siqing and his subordinates."

, arranged to enter the inner courtyard, which is more convenient for Pei Siqing to walk. ”

The so-called convenience for Pei Tan to walk, as soon as he heard it, he could hear it, this is Xuanlian is opening up a convenient way for Pei Tan's investigation.

Pei Tan said to the monk: "I still have some salutes in the front yard. ”

The little monk said: "Please rest assured, we will have a little master to send the adult's salute, and by the way, inform the adult's subordinates." ”

Pei Tan didn't say anything more, "What about the prince?" ”

The little monk's eyes dodged: "The prince is in the front yard because he has been waiting for the temple to come for a long time, and the little monks have led the prince to the inner courtyard to rest." ”

It's only been half an hour, and so much has been arranged.

The little monk stretched out his hand and stepped forward: "Please." Pei Tan moved at this time.

Jing Wan'er walked and found that this Qinglong Temple... It's like another Daming Palace. No matter how large the scale is, it is always just a temple, but the layout here is strict, with Master Xuanlian Abbot Temple as the center, and the surrounding southern capital is a place of feng shui. Even outside a wall, those monks did not dare to take easy steps. It's no wonder that the monks I met before were so arrogant and looked down on people, and they didn't have the casualness of being a monk at all.

This whole temple makes people feel suffocated by absolute power.

The little monk stood outside a courtyard, "This is the new residence of Lord Siqing." The prince has gone to the inner room next door, and the monk will serve the tea, and later, the little monk will deliver the adult's luggage. ”

At this moment, there is only one Jing Wan'er by Pei Tan's side.

Miss Jing looked at the courtyard and slowly did not say a word.

"If you don't want to go, you can stay." Pei Tan said to her.

In the Tang royal family, not everyone may be involved in the court, and King Changle is already the widow of King Teng, no matter from his background or what he encounters, he is destined to have no affair with the royal court again.

Jing Wan'er hooked her lips at this time, looked at Pei Tan and said, "My lord still remembers that Wan'er said just now that in the early morning in the Daxiong Treasure Palace, Wan'er met a person. ”

Pei Tan's expression moved.

Jing Wan'er then looked at the courtyard: "Wan'er also wants to see if that person is the King of Changle." ”

The retreat of King Changle ended at the so-called last night, and according to the time, Huigen was the Xuanlian who had left the attic.

According to the speed of dyeing incense in front of the Buddha, take a stick of incense, and light it at least within two hours of Jing Wan'er's arrival at the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

If King Changle stayed in the Daxiong Treasure Hall for two hours, it would be the end of the Yin time at the earliest, and the beginning of the Mao time.

Pei Tan saw that the girl had fallen into deep thought, obviously forgetting all the things outside her body.

He said no more and stepped into the courtyard.

The elegance of this courtyard is even more than other places, and when Zhongzong ascended the throne, he also cultivated in Qinglong Temple for a month, and he must have lived in a more elegant courtyard than this courtyard.

A door in the courtyard was open, and a middle-aged monk was boiling tea outside.

After seeing the people who came in, the monk got up slightly and saluted Pei Tan. Pei Tan and the monk didn't say anything, and looked into the room in a few glances.

Other temples may not have such a tacit understanding, but the royal family served by Qinglong Temple knows the importance between their eyes and eyebrows.

Pei Tan stood outside the door, and Qingsu's voice was raised: "Pei Tan, the secretary of Dali Temple, asks to see the prince." ”

After a moment, a faint voice came from the door: "Come in." ”

If you only listen to this voice, there will be no waves, and you will not even be able to hear half of the emotion.

Pei Tan glanced at Jing Wan'er, raised his feet and stepped on the steps in front of him. Jing Wan'er stared at the door, and heard her chest as light as a stagnant, and she stepped silently behind him like Pei Tan's shadow.

The wing room was spacious, but like the previous abbot's room, there was no obstruction, and a man in white leaned against the window.

Li Xiuqi turned his head to look at Pei Tan, he did not ignore Jing Wan'er's existence, just as the rumors of Changle in Chang'an City were full of fragrance, he was even less like a prince.

He should have something on his body that the overly serious royal family has lost now.

Even if Jing Wan'er didn't see the shyness of the prince, her delicate eyes saw other shadows for a moment.

Li Xiuqi hooked his hand with the monk beside him, and the monk came over with a teapot.

"This is a place outside the square, and all mundane etiquette is not necessary."

This light sentence stopped Pei Tan and Jing Wan'er, who were about to move. The monk came with tea and placed it on the tables on either side.

Pei Tan paused: "Thank you, Your Highness." ”

Li Xiuqi said: "This king only heard this morning that he was going to return to Chang'an with the chariot and horse of Dali Temple, when will he leave?" ”

Pei Tan's voice moved: "Doesn't the prince know that Dali Temple came to pick up the driver?" ”

Li Xiuqi said: "This king doesn't know. ”

He said it so calmly, but it made Pei Tan pause for a rare moment.

"This morning, the little monk who served the water said that the people of Dali Temple had arrived in the temple and told the king to pack up and park and drive back with the car."

What does this mean, Li Xiuqi shook the tea in the cup, looked at Pei Tan and said.

Pei Tan took advantage of the situation and asked, "When will the prince go out this morning?" ”

Li Xiuqi said: "It's not too late. ”

Jing Wan'er's lowered eyes slowly turned.

Pei Tan raised his hand before he looked at Li Xiuqi and said: "This time, Dali Temple has brought ten people for military service, and Pei will ask them to escort the prince back to Chang'an." ”

Li Xiuqi shook his cup and stared at Pei Tan.

Jing Wan'er, the witness, has already stood very straight. She didn't think that Li Xiuqi would definitely remember her, because whether it was in the morning hall or now, Li Xiuqi didn't seem to have looked at her deliberately.

Li Xiuqi said slowly: "This king heard about the early morning, and Pei Siqing's identity is also clear to this king. There is no need to be taboo. ”

Pei Tan looked at him again at this time.

Li Xiuqi left the chair at this time, a chill swept through his wide long sleeves, and when he walked near Pei Tan, he stopped.

Pei Tan lowered his eyes at this time: "Pei Mou is the emperor's grace and serves as the secretary of Dali Temple, so he wants to stay to find out the cause of death." ”

Li Xiuqi slowly picked up the cup in his hand at this time, seemed to look out the window, and suddenly said: "If Pei Siqing wants to ask, this king has not killed anyone." ”

Pei Tan didn't ask, but he was really shocked by these words and raised his head.