Xue Huai stared at him, his eyes fixed: "Jin Dianshu, who am I?" Why is His Royal Highness King Hui willing to offer this merit and authority with both hands? ”

Jin Shitong stepped back slightly and said, "The prince's divine machine is not something I can speculate, I only know that the decision you have made now is very unwise. He shook the big in the crook of his arm and draped it up, with a little indignation at the failure of the lobbying and a reluctance to make a final decision, "You think about it again, I will wait for you in the palace." ”

"You don't have to-" As soon as Xue Huai's refusal was out, Jin Shitong interrupted: "I won't do anything to General Yue again, so can I rest assured?" You should know that I am not the same. ”

After Jin Shitong finished speaking, he quickly walked out and closed the door, not giving Xue Huai a chance to speak again.

Xue Huai heard Jin Shitong walk away, took a breath of relief, looked back at Yue Tang, saw that she was still asleep, took her pulse, and after making sure that it was okay, she stuffed her arm back into the quilt.

Xue Huai moved a chair and sat not far from the bed, calmed his breath and closed his eyes to recuperate, and entered a half-sleepy state. However, after only half an hour's rest, he heard a gentle cough at the door, which made him open his eyes suddenly.

The cough sound is too familiar to be mistaken.

He immediately got up but paused to look at Yue Tang, only to hear an old voice at the door say slowly: "I have no reason to hurt her." I can always come out and see each other. ”

Xue Huai closed the window and bolted it, and looked around the house before walking out. An old man at the door quietly watched Xue Huai come out, his eyes were calm, but the knuckles of his knuckles holding the Zen staff were slightly white.

Xue Huai stepped forward and bowed with her hands folded: "Master." ”

Du Er looked at Xue Huai's calm expression and said, "Do you know that the teacher will come?" ”

Xue Huai: "It's not hard to guess. ”

Doe: "How do you guess?" ”

Xue Huai: "Thinking back carefully about these old things, you and King Hui should be old acquaintances." ”

He said this in a calm tone, without the slightest hint of reproach, but it was very similar to the calm of the temple that year after it was burned down by fire, the ruins of which stood still, charred and lifeless.

Du'e's eyes were still calm, and he lowered his gaze slightly, looked directly at Xue Huai and admitted, "Yes." ”

Xue Huai: "What is Master here to persuade you?" ”

Doe: "Didn't guess? ”

Xue Huai: "Although you and King Hui are old acquaintances, they seem to have conflicting opinions, but in the past, when King Hui called me, you never stopped you, I guess you are hesitant and undecided, although I don't know why you are in a dilemma, but it must be an extremely difficult decision for you." ”

Now, even though he already knows that he is being played by the people around him and is caught in this mess, he can still think about others.

Due sighed deeply in his heart—is this the so-called innate virtue?

Wubo's eyes were stained with a trace of pity, and Du Er slowly spat out: "I want to apologize to you for the teacher." ”

Xue Huai was slightly startled, and the knuckles of the knuckles holding the Zen staff became even paler, and he said in a deep voice: "The failure to take ordination with you over the years has made your rank lower and lower in the temple, and you are easily instructed and bullied by others; When the temple was destroyed and the temple was attacked, he never defended you for a word, and punished you for entering the precept hall again and again; Knowing that King Hui single-handedly pushed you into this chaos but never stopped you, knowing that you were struggling in this chaos but never helped......"

"Xuehuai, apprentice, I owe you a lot for my teacher." After Du Er said this, he lowered his head and trembled as if he was about to kneel, but Xue Huai held his arm.

Du Er raised his eyes and met a pair of tearful eyes that were as thick as ink.

Over the years, except for when Xue Huai was very young, Du Er had never seen him cry. Du Er could feel a slight tremor in the hand holding his arm, but Xue Huai's whole person was still the usual restraint and calm, the hidden tears in his eyes were fleeting, and he had regained his clarity at this moment and said: "Master's words are serious, and the grace of nurturing has not been repaid, how dare you be worshiped by Master." ”

There was nothing wrong with the words, and the tone was usually gentle, but Doe clearly felt alienated. He suddenly felt some remorse in his heart, and the relationship between father and son for more than ten years seemed to be whistling in front of him, flowing, falling, and shattering, and there was a seemingly indescribable gap between the two.

I thought the apology was a relaxation and turn, but I didn't expect it to be a closed withdrawal.

More words choked in Doe's throat, stinging him like pins and needles.