Chapter 59: Turnaround
Hearing this, Jade Leak raised her head suddenly, almost in disbelief, and looked at her without blinking.
There seemed to be a watery glow in his eyes.
Jiang Yunyu gently hooked the corners of her mouth, and continued: "But you have to obey that person's order. β
Her hand used a little strength, and the pampered little girl's family obviously didn't have much strength, and it still felt insignificant for Yu Leak, and it didn't hurt or itch.
But this strength was enough to give her some kind of comfort and make her inexplicably reassured.
Jiang Yunyu's voice was very low, as if she was suppressing something: "Dai Nong and Lan Qian are like my family, but I have never treated you as an outsider. Lan Qian's girl was very afraid of you at first, but now she is the closest to you. β
said that Lan Qian couldn't help but arouse her sadness, so she didn't want to mention it again.
So he changed the subject: "I also know that without you, we would never be able to live in peace and quiet today." β
She slowed her tone, dragging out every word: "You don't have to feel guilty. β
She paused and organized her words: "None of us expected this to happen, if you don't think you can recover, I'll help you go and talk to him." β
She also knew that Xie Qinglin had his own set of imperial methods, and if there was such a mistake, he was afraid that Xie Qinglin would count the guilt on the jade leak, and he was afraid that she would be punished.
After following her for two years, she has already classified Jade Leak in the category of "her own people".
Although it is Xie Qinglin's person, no matter what, Yu Leak is now directly obeying her.
Yu Leak's eyes were already red, and she bit her lip to prevent herself from crying.
Maybe that's not right, since when has she stopped crying?
Jiang Yunyu stood up and used her hand to help the jade leak up.
"I still have something for you to do, and now is not the time to be discouraged."
Jade Leak's throat trembled slightly, and she stood up with this force.
She sat quietly on the couch for a while, without saying a word, and Jiang Yunyu stopped looking at her, knowing that she probably needed a while to calm herself down, so she went to the back room to pick up the letter she wrote yesterday without disturbing.
After a while, she felt that it was almost over, and Yu Leak also calmed down, the rise and fall of her chest gradually calmed down, and she became the calm subordinate again.
Jiang Yunyu walked out, holding the folded letter in her hand: "I think we may not be able to find the villains behind the scenes, and we may have to rely on your master to help us when necessary." Jiang Yunyu winked at the jade leak, shook the letter in her hand, and looked like "everything is in a word".
Did she know something?
Thinking so in her heart, Yu Leak summoned the carrier pigeon and tied Jiang Yunyu's letter to the pigeon's leg.
That's right, His Royal Highness hid it from her very perfunctory. With Miss Jiang's intelligence, it would be a matter of time before she guessed it.
As everyone knows, Jiang Yunyu is just because she has the memory of her previous life, she doesn't need to guess, as long as she looks at it, she can recognize him in thousands of people.
Jiang Yunyu and Yu Leak watched the smaller creature fly high into the air, its wings extended, and it flew far away in an instant.
At this time, the sky was covered with thick clouds, and the sun was about to rise, and only a few rays of light came out, dyeing a few clouds into a pale gold.
The pigeon flew farther and farther away, and its white body turned into a small white dot until it disappeared.
The sun's rays became dazzling, and it turned out that the sun had risen, and the thick clouds had receded, and the dazzling golden crows leaped out of the rolling mountains, and the light shot down on the earth.
Jade Leak turned her head to the east, and the harsh sunlight forced her to squint, adding a lot of warm color to her unsmiling face.
Jiang Yunyu vaguely saw that there were water droplets in the corners of her eyes, but there was nothing when she looked at it again.
The sun was too dazzling today, she thought.
"Hiccupβ"
The rooster has dawned.
The temple is still as silent as ever, no matter what happens in the world, it has nothing to do with the monks who are dedicated to cultivation.
The former abbot exhausted his life's work to deduce the hexagram of "crape myrtle descending into the world", and then died.
He designated the youngest disciple Guiyuan to inherit his mantle, and those senior brothers and sisters who were older than Guiyuan were not convinced in the slightest, and only responded lightly, "Got it." And then move on to what to do.
The people in the Wuxiang Temple seem to have transcended the red dust and are not concerned about these "mundane things".
And after Guiyuan became the abbot, he didn't care about it, and only got a name.
He was so absorbed in the Dharma that he couldn't even understand why the master threw this burden on him.
But he couldn't ask this, because his master had already become the seven relics in the Buddha Bone Stupa and would never be able to answer his question.
"Master, what is the matter with you calling your disciple here?"
The sound is clear, and the ice and snow are condensed.
The owner of the voice was a thin young man with handsome eyebrows and a cold demeanor.
This young man is naturally Lan Ting, two years ago he worshiped in the Wuxiang Temple, practicing the "Book of Doom", he is quite spiritual, and calm and willing to endure hardships, so he has benefited a lot in the past two years, has achieved a little, and there is a calm and peaceful atmosphere around his body.
Before he came, he had a faint premonition, which made his heart beat extremely fast, and the blood temperature around his body became higher.
Gui Yuan didn't answer, but asked him with a smile: "Have you been looking forward to going down the mountain for the past two years?" β
"I didn't ...... No. Lan Ting replied dryly, as if he didn't have much confidence.
Sure enough, he guessed correctly, and his heart beat wildly.
"You think you can't see it as a teacher? In the first month after Miss Jiang left, you stared at the temple gate every day......"
Guiyuan is the youngest in the temple, and he is very different from his old-fashioned senior brothers and uncles, and even occasionally makes a few jokes, of course, most of the time he is like an old monk. The expressionlessness was not because he was cold by nature, but because he was too lazy to make expressions to deal with it, and it was a very troublesome thing to mobilize the muscles of his facial features, and he felt that most of everything was not worth it for him.
Lan Ting's handsome face, which was as white as snow, was dyed a thin red, as if he was annoyed and angry, but he couldn't make any rebuttal, so he had to stare at the stones on the ground, very complaining.
The master is telling the truth, and he is right.
When the goal of the vision was achieved, he no longer embarrassed him, and said abruptly: "You can go down the mountain now." β
Lan Ting raised his head suddenly, looking at his master in disbelief, the wish he had in his heart came true!
"Go ahead." Gui Yuan turned around slightly, and he looked in the northwest direction, "Don't let that female benefactor wait for a long time. β
Lan Ting suddenly became sad, choking up: "But ......"
This thousand-year-old temple where he has lived for more than two years is about to say goodbye to him?
Since he can remember, he has been wandering around with the original troupe, with no fixed home, and was later brought home by Su Su to live a stable life, but he is still in a kind of pain every day.
Su often washed his face with tears in front of him.
He didn't feel pain, and he didn't know how shocking the wounds those people inflicted on him, but Su Su felt sorry for him, and he frowned all day long.
He trembled and didn't dare to say a word more.
Gui Yuan shook his head lightly, ignoring his "but".
"You are gifted and intelligent, I have nothing to teach you now, you must practice diligently in the future, and the rest depends on your creation" Guiyuan sighed, very sorry for this short-lived disciple.
Lan Ting now has a clear understanding of his physical condition, knowing that it was the Wuxiang Temple and Master Guiyuan who allowed him to live for twenty years, and he was content with this.
"Fate has arrived, I can't keep you anymore." The sound of returning to the distance seemed to dissipate in the cool breeze.
Lan Ting bowed deeply with tears: "Master, disciple farewell." β
The boy is going back to the red dust.
Although Xie Qinglin had been informed, Jiang Yunyu still did not give up her search in Shuo County.
She hadn't officially asked him for help, and she didn't know that Xie Qinglin had ordered the forbidden army in the capital to strictly investigate, and the four city gates were sealed tightly.
The eighteenth day of the first month.
Two days have passed since Lan Qian's inexplicable disappearance.
On this day, they went to the south of the city.
As far as the eye can see, there are layers of undulating mountains, and in the cold winter, the vegetation is completely withered, and only the pines and cypresses show a verdant color, but they are not as rich as the green in spring and summer.
There are several narrow mountain roads that can be easily overlooked without careful observation.
Over these mountains is Luojing.
The capital of a country should be accessible in all directions, but Luojing is obviously unreasonable, and I don't know what kind of intention the founder of the Xie Dynasty had to set the capital here.
The biting cold wind blew on Jiang Yunyu's tender face, and she gritted her teeth silently to endure it.
It was she who had to come out with her, and no matter how much suffering she had, she had to endure it.
She and Jade Leak ride on the same horse, and in fact Jade Leak has blocked most of the cold wind for her.
In addition to the cold wind, there was also a hot pain in her thighs, and she had never ridden a horse in her life.
She raised her eyes to look at the high mountain peak, and at this time, the black bird was flying in the sky with a mournful song, and she suddenly thought, could it be that the ancestors of the Xie clan had already expected that one day there would be iron horses from the north to break through the city gate, so they did it on purpose?
She quickly shook her head and drove away her unrealistic fantasies.
Both sides of the road are full of dead branches, and the leaves have long since fallen and are very monotonous.
And spring has not yet come.
She swept her gaze from the dead trees in a bored manner, and suddenly saw a bright color that caught her eye:
A goose-yellow silk ribbon is tied to the trunk of a tree!
"Wait a minute!" Jiang Yunyu hurriedly asked Yu Leak to stop.
She jumped off her horse and trotted toward the tree.
Jade Leak looked in the direction she was running, and also noticed the ribbon wrapped around the tree.
Bright goose yellow, soft texture, thin thread edges, faintly embroidered with the same color silk thread crane pattern: it is the one that Lan Qian often uses to tie hair!
"This jade-colored silk ribbon is tied to the head with a blue light!" Jiang Yunyu cheered in surprise.
Jade Leak untied the ribbon from the treeβit had been cleverly knotted, and it took a bit of effort to untie it.
She flipped over and confirmed: "That's it, there will be no mistake." β
Jiang Yunyu cried with joy.