Ye Bushu was stunned. Fu Lin said this, it seems that he is looking for a way back for his wives and concubines, does he still want to fight with Xiao Ba. If so, it will not help him. But he couldn't bear to ask directly, for fear that he would be provoked to reckless of the consequences, so he said: "You can go to Yanqing Palace at any time, but Eniang is old, if you have anything to say to me first." ”

Fulin felt very sad, but it was also his own doing. As a result, many people did not believe in him. At this time, I don't care about being angry, but I have to verify some things first.

These days, he has looked for Shuose, he has looked for Bogol, but their attitude is very consistent, they all avoid him, only Latour has ignored him, but the response is also very strange, as if he is so unbearable and sad as if he is going to die. Boli's reply is just a letter from home, and the person who sent the letter does not come back, which is too suspicious. Just now, Ye Bushu said Shuo Sai again, but he kept silent, could it be that they all betrayed him?

If so, it would be a terrible thing. Doing the same thing will not help at all. Fu Lin thought about what Hai Lanzhu and Sorentu had just said, and Sorentu said that he didn't know what kind of plan they had that was obviously a lie.

He also thought that if everyone had already taken refuge in Xiaohachi, why did they still have to endure it. It must be for himself to cast a net, and then he will have the empirical evidence, and he will no longer have the ability to quibble.

Whether it is or not, Yebushu is here. Fu Lin felt that he was also a person in the know, and if that was the case, he would not be able to fight no matter how unwilling he was.

He tentatively asked, "I am relieved that they are all relied on, and it doesn't matter what I am." ”

Ye Bushu was surprised, did Fulin really not want to turn back? He hurriedly said: "It's not good to turn back to the shore." You see, this is what the Emperor Ama taught me to copy and give to you. ”

Fulin took it and saw that it was the Lotus Sutra, and he was stunned at first, and then he was lost. Because Shuo Sai once sent a Song version of a monk's handwritten letter, Huang Taiji also knew about this. I forgot about it. It can be seen how much they don't care about him.

Ye Bushu couldn't remember this, and when he saw that he refused to take over, he became worried again.

Fu Lin stared at the episode, and finally refused to salute and thank him.

Ye Bushu hurriedly said: "It doesn't have to be like this, it's just a gift, make it so serious, it's not easy for me to reply in front of Huang Ama, get up quickly." ”

Fu Lin thought sadly. Why did he suddenly send him a scripture, but he didn't remember the past. The distance between him and Hachi is ultimately unapproachable, but there are many things that cannot be forced. He touched the book and saw that the handwriting was beautiful. It doesn't seem to be in a hurry: "The fourth brother is so busy, but he has to allocate work for me." It's just that the fifth brother once gave me a copy before, which is also the Lotus Sutra. ”

Why didn't Shuo say it? Ye Bushu listened and blinked in surprise.

When Fu Lin saw it, he understood that he must have met with Huang Taiji and Shuo Sai recently, and his heart suddenly became like ashes. As soon as the hand was released, the episode slid down.

Ye Bushu stretched out his hand and held it. Seeing Fu Lin's sad appearance, I didn't know how to comfort him. He couldn't reveal his secrets, but he really didn't want to see him so sad again. said that the things that Lai Fulin did aroused resentment, but he couldn't be ruthless to watch him die.

Only vaguely mention it, hoping that he can understand. Ye Bushu said lightly: "We are all waiting for you, Fulin, don't go the wrong way." If you don't come to your senses, no one will be able to save you. ”

Fu Lin was taken aback. His instincts told him. He wasn't mistaken, what should he do.

Ye Bushu also hoped that he would turn back. Fu Lin kept him for dinner, and then went to Yanqing Palace. Then he came back and sat in bed for a few hours, thinking about what had happened these days, and judging the details to determine what to do.

Thinking about the facts, it is more likely that Huang Taiji is ready to arrest him.

When it was dark, he packed his belongings, sat down at the table, and picked up his pen, and by the time he had finished writing it was time for dinner. Fulin origami went to the Qianqing Palace.

Huang Taiji still has some folds on hand. When he heard that Fu Lin seemed to have something important, he took him in first.

Fu Lin entered the house to ask for peace, and when he saw that there was a fold on the case, he was afraid that he would lose his courage if he waited any longer, so he begged: "My son got the scriptures from the emperor Amma, and I got some insights, and I want to talk to the emperor Amma." After saying that, he knelt quietly and clasped his fingers nervously. The candle flame on the table reflected a long shadow on the floor tiles in front of him. He looked at the gloomy mass as if he had found something to support his will, and he endured it with great difficulty.

Huang Taiji put down his pen, taught the eunuch to put away the fold and handed it over. He didn't need Xu Yuan for a long time, and he wasn't afraid of personal matters. Seeing that the crease of the envelope was very new, I knew that it was just written, and I just wanted to open it, but I saw that Fu Lin's expression was not quite right, so I put it down again.

It was at this time that the next person came up to change the hot tea, stretched out his hand and turned it over.

When Fu Lin heard the voice, he suddenly woke up, and he couldn't help but stand up, and when he saw that it was really wet, he rushed over.

The courage he had so hard to accumulate was struck in this way.

Looking at the fallen tea bowl and the soaked letterhead, Fu Lin's face was flushed with anger, and he went to snatch it back.

Fate played tricks on him like this, but there was nothing to say. This "letter" is not offered.

Huang Taiji was stunned. Fu Lin has already transgressed in this way, and it is a sin to reward him with a board. What is it that he sent that deserves it?

Fu Lin then came back to his senses, knelt down with the letter and said, "The son is abrupt, since the emperor Ama has something, the son will not bother." ”

"Wait. Don't stain your sleeves, give it to me. Seeing a little handwriting overprinted, he nodded at him with a look: "Have you eaten?" I'll teach them some snacks, and I'd like to play a game with you. ”

Fu Lin was not in the mood and shook his head: "I'm afraid my son can't serve." This is just a little realization, and if it is dirty, it is useless. My son will write it another day. "He didn't mention that he had received the Lotus Sutra a long time ago, and the Emperor Taiji had given him the same thing.

"It's just a joke, don't be so inhibited." Huang Taiji asked someone to bring the chessboard and lay out the chess first. There was also a small table and two chairs.

Fu Lin used two pieces of dim sum and sat down opposite Huang Taiji. In the past, the game was just to serve, but tonight I have the idea of fighting.

Huang Taiji took Baizi first, and after more than 20 years, he glanced at the chessboard and thought it was interesting.

Fu Linxian vented his anger on the chess pieces, and he was a little anxious at the beginning.

This is a time of checks and balances. Huang Taiji slowed down and watched his expression.

Fu Lin also gradually slowed down. As far as the chess game is concerned, he has an obvious loophole, but Huang Taiji doesn't eat it. He thought that Huang Taiji would not be unaware, but it seemed that he was waiting for him on purpose. Fu Lin looked up, touched a sunspot, and remembered Ye Bushu's words.

He is like this chess game now, there are two ways to go, and he fights hard, but he is desperate, and he surrenders to his abandoned son, but he has a good death, but it is still early, which is a pity.

Which way to go? If this son falls, there is no turning back.

Fu Lin touched the chess pieces in his hand, but he couldn't fall. Tea splashed his letter, thinking that it was providence, and if he wanted to write it again, he would not be reconciled.

Huang Taiji quickly squinted, and also remembered the "letter", although he hadn't read it, but just now he touched the letter paper, and there were seven or eight thick ones, thinking it was very important. I don't think it will be a perception of Buddhist scriptures.

Fu Lin was still holding the sunspot in his hand, and his stomach hurt from the tangled.

When Huang Taiji saw it, he hurriedly helped him: "Don't worry, seal the chess." ”

The players sealed the chess, and Fulin was helped aside. He still had the piece in his hand. Huang Taiji did not force him to hand it over. That's when it comes to summoning the Imperial Doctor. But he grabbed Huang Taiji: "My son can be patient, and it will be fine in a while." ”

"Okay." Huang Taiji pretended not to see it, and then said, "Let's drink hot tea, it's better." ”

I talked about tea again. Fu Lin turned his head irritatedly, not wanting to speak.

Huang Taiji also regretted it a little, but for the sake of face, because Fulin insisted that the Taiyi should not lean on the chair and endure it, he was afraid that he would not be able to sit still, so he stretched out a hand to support his body.

Tomorrow on the second day of the fifth month, it is the day to set off with Sorentu, Huang Taiji looked at this, thought for a while and said: "Fulin, Ming'er Xiaoba will set off, you go with him, Huang Ama hopes that you will understand how to take this road." He suddenly remembered for no reason that when Fulin was a child, when he was seven years old, Dolgon entered the palace to rescue Concubine Zhuang. At that time, in order to persecute Dolgon, he took poison by feeding Fulin, and it was in this way that Concubine Zhuang was forced to recruit everything, and Dolgon came to the palace automatically. The rest of the arrangement was carried out smoothly. This is beneficial to Huang Taiji and Sorentu, but it is very harmful to Fu Lin. It's been ten years, and Huang Taiji occasionally thinks about it and feels sad.

Fu Lin's eyes were as helpless and anxious as they are now, and there was a pitiful expectation. Huang Taiji looked at his face, but he couldn't bear to think about the future.

Fu Lin closed his eyes, his thoughts were very confused, he remembered the chess game just now, and understood that Huang Taiji was dialing him, but he really didn't know how to make a decision. After spending so much effort, it is only a little bit missing, and I don't want to fight how to be willing. But will it be a dead end if you continue to fight? He remembered the letter that had just been splashed wet, and thought about what kind of hint of providence was, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't understand it.

In the end, he decided to go to Horqin to see the situation first, so he hid the chess pieces in his belt and said to Huang Taiji: "My son will think carefully, serve the prince well on the road, and thank Huang Ama for his teaching tonight, and my son's chess skills have improved." ”

"I hope you'll think about how to take the next step while you're on the road." Huang Taiji turned his head and looked at the sealed chessboard: "I will wait for you to come back and finish playing." ”

Fu Lin was stunned for a moment, Huang Taiji's words obviously had other meanings, if he didn't understand it, he would be deceiving himself.

But he couldn't talk to Huang Taiji anymore, so he just made a thousand calls and wanted to leave.

Huang Taiji asked softly, "Do you have anything else to do tonight?" ”

Fulin paused, but pretended not to hear and did not reply.

Huang Taiji looked at the letter that was mostly wet in his hand, and his heart was uneasy. In the end, he didn't call him again, sat back on the table and asked someone to use it for review again. But I couldn't get around it in my heart, thinking about what Fu Lin was going to hand over to him just now.

(After the blessing of the clear wear)