An hour ago......

Under the pavilion of Tianrui Pavilion, Ye Jinfeng held the scroll in his hand, taking advantage of the cool breeze blowing from the water to escape the heat, and Hong Qin hurried over with the letter sent by the fast horse in the capital.

"Childe, it's not good"

He was rarely in a good mood, smiled at her and looked anxious, put down the book, poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of her

"Have a cup of tea first" Hongqin sat down and handed the letter out

"Something big happened in the capital" Ye Jinfeng hurriedly took the letter, the envelope had been opened, he took out the letter, and only eight words were written on it

"The prince is critically ill, please return quickly"

After reading the letter, his eyes lit up, and the joy in his heart showed on his face, but he suddenly frowned,

"How could it be so sudden, who did it?"

Hongqin shook his head,

"This letter came suddenly, I haven't received news from the capital before, this thing is strange, you have to be careful" After listening to Hong Qin's words, he carefully checked the letter in his hand again

"It's my father's handwriting, and I won't be mistaken"

"It's true that the person who delivered the letter was an old man, but this happened too suddenly, you better be careful" Ye Jinfeng pondered for a while, leaned into her ear and said a few words, and the two left the Tianrui Pavilion together.

Hearing her name, Lan Wei frowned, he stared at Qin Yuan's face, she really didn't lie, it was when she was watching the play, how could he not be there?

"You and tell your son-in-law, don't play any more tricks, if you provoke the Bai family again, be careful, I'm not polite to you" Lan Yu strode away after speaking, Qin Yuan stood up, hurriedly wrote two letters, and sent someone to send them out

"Send these two letters to Gongzi one to the capital, and withdraw all the people from the Baifu side, and the rumors on the street will also stop," the man said in a questioning tone

"This, but it is an order from the childe, is it okay to do this without the order of the child" Qin Yuan was not annoyed, but snorted coldly

"If you are not afraid of death, you can continue, when I didn't say," he said and left the room.

On the way to Beijing, Liu Ruoqian rode a little donkey and wandered leisurely, holding a Buddhist scripture in his hand and reciting a poem written by a Tibetan poet

Beauty is not born from a mother's wedlock, it should be grown from a peach blossom tree,

I hate that peach blossoms are easy to fall, and falling flowers are more affectionate than you.

Meditation in the quiet time, the lover of the past hangs on the present,

If you learn the Tao with this mind, why is it difficult to become a Buddha?

Tie the knot with one heart and end the fate, although this life is short-lived,

On the day of the reincarnation of Qing, Yushu is a young man in the wind.

does not observe life and impermanence, but reincarnates towards death,

Extremely smart and wise, sighing that he is always at a loss here.

The wild horses on the mountain are untamable, and the trap is still able to control the other.

sighs that his supernatural powers are empty and sufficient, and he can't subdue the person next to him.

If you want to lean on the green window to accompany Qingqing, you regret that you have made a mistake in this life.

has the heart to go to the jungle with a bowl, and bears the love of the beauty.

Meditation and meditation are opened, praying for the Three Jewels to descend to the altar,

How have the saints seen in the view? Don't invite a lover, but come by yourself.

Went into the mountain to get the Taoist monk, and asked the teacher to explain the reason.

There is no detention and inspection for Acacia, and the heart of the horse is to Qingqing.

I was worried about hurting the Brahman, and I was afraid that I would not fall into the city when I entered the mountain,

The world has the law of both, and it lives up to its promise.

"Haha, the world has the law of both, this poem is really well written, hahahaha~" His laughter was heard very clearly on the quiet road, and a few birds were startled in the mountains and forests not far away, driving the branches to shake for a while.

He hung a pot of sake around his waist, and he didn't know how much he drank, and he opened his mouth a little drunk

"One person, one ride, one book, two in and two out of Beijing and Su, who knows the fame and clouds, and look at the name of future generations"

The forest in front of him fell silent, and his figure disappeared into the woods.