Ten fingers plucked, the sound of the lute. In the delicate light and slow twist, Yin Le received the long-awaited news of eyeliner. When she saw the dense evidence on the secret letter, she suddenly laughed.

Unexpectedly, the people who tried their best to intercept the information collected by the Song family and keep the Yin family safe. It was the one who first presented his case to the emperor and testified against the Yin family.

The Dingguo Marquis' Mansion was beheaded all over the house, but Song Yu's name was recorded in the Song family's jade plate.

Because he couldn't save it, he simply robbed the Song family of the first credit. And the momentum of the Song family is just the help of his steady progress. That's why Yin Le is cool enough for him.

Preserving the Yin family and overthrowing the Song family is not a dilemma. But he looked like he couldn't wait, and he just wanted to climb to the top of the temple.

What did he want?

She once held the new wine in her hand, staring at the candlelight in the study that had not been extinguished all night, and couldn't help but wonder.

He is so good that he is almost perfect, and he has such a good prospect, as long as he is patient and hibernates, there will always be a powerful one, there is no need to make such a big move, and paint himself in the history books of Hourao in a dark mess.

She couldn't figure it out, why didn't he wait any longer?

It wasn't until much later that Yin Le understood why.

Song Yu can't wait, he can't wait.

In those days when the Song family was in full swing, there was not a night when he was not afraid, afraid that he would not be able to overthrow the Song family.

He once had a relationship with Yin Le, he was the illegitimate son of the Song family, and his mother's surname. The Song family tried their best to get rid of this stain, but his adoptive mother died tragically under the knife, and he was chased and killed all the way when he was young.

When he grew up, after Song Yu stood beside King Qin, he wanted to crush the bones of the high family master in public and private.

If he had never met Yin Le, his plan would have been carried out more easily. As they approached her, the moth's wings burned out before they could pounce on the flames.

Opening his eyes in a dream, Yin Le sighed and sat up in his clothes.

Jimo, the master is sick.

Even if she lives again, she still has unanswered questions about Song Yu's life experience. Sometimes, she can't help but think about him...... Is there really no solution?

Yin Le is happy and quiet, so Lan Cui and Pu Hong are not in Fang Zheng

She did not call anyone, but simply cleaned up herself, went out of the house, took a horse from the stable, and turned over. She flicked her whip, and the horse under her crotch quickly galloped towards the Yangzhou Mansion.

The sound of horses' hooves passed by, stepping on the morning light, waking up the entire Yangzhou City.

……

King Qin had just gotten up in the morning, and he was taken aback by Yuan Huan's pass.

"Your Highness, Lady Le is waiting outside." Yuan Huan said.

King Qin was a little surprised, when he came to him so early, did Le Niangzi find something to talk about?

"Please." King Qin was curious, but his face was not shocked, and he looked like a young man.

Yin Le was dressed in a placket skirt, with her hair tied at the back of her head. She was dressed in women's clothes, but she looked rather casual. As soon as he entered the room, Yin Le opened his mouth and asked, "Your Highness, do you know Song Yu?" ”

"Yes." King Qin's face did not change, "Song Yu Song Ziyuan, I have read a lot of his books. ”

Yin Le hooked the corners of his lips: "Your Highness, I have to be not the person who has already made ancient chats, but Song Yu and Song Jinzhi, seventeen years old, carrying a jade pendant with the word 'Jin' engraved on it." ”

King Qin shook his head: "I don't know this person, Le Niangzi is so anxious, is something happening?" ”

Yin Le shook his head: "Nothing else, just suddenly remembered him and came to ask His Highness." If Your Highness has a heart, you might as well help me keep an eye on weekdays. ”

King Qin nodded in agreement, and Yin Le stayed for a long time, walked out reflexively, and went straight to Zhaode Temple.

King Qin watched Yin Le leave, and glanced at Yuan Huan with a heavy heart.

Yuan Huan: "Your Highness, Le Niangzi got Song Yu, is it the Song Yu from the Yitang?" ”

King Qin glanced at him helplessly: "It's all meticulous like that, who else can there be?" At the end, he himself was surprised to speak, "What is this?" Le Niangzi and Mr. are old acquaintances? Both of them have been together for half a year, and I haven't heard from my husband that he knows her. ”

"This thing ......"

As soon as Yuan Huan wanted to express his opinion, he was stopped by King Qin raising his hand.

"Telling Mr. about this matter may not be the best choice." King Qin sighed, "I don't want to catch up with Mr. when I look at Lady Le's appearance. On the contrary... I want to ask the teacher for sin. ”

When Yin Le came to Zhaode Temple, he first walked inside and outside the temple, and finally found Lao Hesang lying on the ground in a meditation room

"Old Hesan," Yin Le smiled and sat on the futon.

As soon as the old monk saw that it was her, he sat up from the ground, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Yin Le say: "Old monk, help me calculate a hexagram." ”

Hey, he's just a theater watcher, why does Le Niangzi still plan to let him do it?

The old monk frowned, folded his palms in front of his chest, and as soon as he recited the Buddha, he saw Yin Le take it out of his pocket, and a piece of yellow gold was placed in front of him.

Yin Lemei smiled, and folded three pieces of gold in one breath: "I think you look like a monk, master, these are my incense money." ”

The old monk was dumbfounded: "Amitabha, the monk ......"

Yin Le was quite unhappy and put away a piece of gold.

"Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart." The old monk recited the Buddha, put away the only two pieces of gold, took out a few copper coins from under the futon, and sprinkled them on the lin, "Please give me your birthday eight characters." ”

Yin Le gave it as he said, but saw the old monk looking at her with a bright eye, and said flatteringly: "Female benefactor, why don't you give me the third piece of gold, and the poor monk will count it as a person for you?" ”

Yin Le couldn't help but wonder, the old monk dared to rip off with her, and his expression was serious at the moment: "This is yours, then you have to help me calculate, don't be lazy." ”

Then, she handed the gold nugget forward, and the nugget was immediately swept into the old monk's pocket.

The old monk's face was full of solemn smiles, and halfway through the laughter, the girl in front of him threw out another birthday eight characters, took out an iron fan and waved it, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's do it." ”

……？

How did he feel that Yin Le was premeditated, and he planned to let him count two people from the beginning?

He put the coin in his hand, recited a few words, and scattered it on the ground. Yin Le leisurely fanned the wind with an iron fan, and saw that the old monk's eyes lit up: "The girl's Yue in this life is excellent, and she will be able to marry a good man, and her children and grandchildren will be full of ......."

Halfway through him, he heard Yin Le snort. Yin Le frowned tightly and sneered a few times: "Old monk, you have to be able to shoot sycophants." I'm ready for a bad death, and you and I will be able to hold our grandson in the future? Help me calculate, what will my future official fortunes be? ”

The old monk was dumbfounded, thinking that this girl is not right, what kind of official luck is nothing, this is not something that a girl can count.