Fu Tingyun didn't let Zhao Ling be sloppy, coquettish and obsessed, he had to know what was going on.

Zhao Ling saw that she was resolute, and this matter really couldn't be bypassed, so he had to say helplessly: "Isn't it really good to rest on the day of the beginning of winter?" None of us were able to rest. It wasn't until the twentieth day of the lunar month that we were made up for one day. Mo Yi invited a few of us to Baishun Restaurant to drink, and later met the right guard of the flag guard, Tongzhi Ma, and had to call a small opera to come. After drinking two more glasses, it was already full of nonsense, and I didn't want to deal with him more, so I just said that there was something at home, and I had to say goodbye first. He said, his face showing a grim expression, "Who knows that the surnamed Ma listened, but he shouted that I didn't give face, and talked about his ancestors······ Mo Yi saw that my face was not safe, and he frequently glanced at me, and persuaded the surnamed Ma again, only saying that you are pregnant, and there is no elder in the family to take care of you······ Who knew that when these words were passed down from mouth to place, they changed. ”

Fu Tingyun's smile gradually narrowed, and said, "What is the origin of the surname Ma, who is so aggressive?" It's just that he doesn't go to drink flower wine with him, and he slanders people like this! ”

"What kind of background can he have?" Zhao Ling said disapprerovingly, "It's just that I'm afraid that people will look down on me and talk about it." You don't have to take it personally. ”

The more you argue about this kind of thing, the easier it is to cause trouble.

But Fu Tingyun felt aggrieved for Zhao Ling in his heart, and couldn't help but say: "It's all that Mo Yi, it's not good to say anything, it's not that I'm pregnant and I'm at home alone, if you meet him, there will be no good thing!" As she spoke, she rolled her eyes and said, "Do you know the situation in Mo Yi's family?" Will his wife come to Kyoto? ”

"The Mo family has many heirs, I only know that he is the son of the sect, there is a wife and two concubines, and four sons in the family, and the rest of the situation is not very clear." Zhao Ling said, "It is said that his wife will come to Kyoto with her concubine and son after the New Year, and I estimate that it should arrive in mid-April." ”

Ordinary people will go out and have the Lantern Festival.

Fu Tingyun had an idea in his heart, and said with a smile: "When the time comes, I have to go to celebrate and celebrate." ”

Zhao Ling smiled and shook his head: "Don't mess around!" ”

"You can rest assured." Fu Tingyun pursed his lips and smiled. I'm just teaching him a lesson. Who made him always talk nonsense. Seeing Zhao Ling's expression, he snuggled into his arms with a smile, rolled his shirt and said: "I'm at home every day, you don't let me take a needle, I either read chess games, or practice calligraphy...... I want to go to Daxiangguo in the morning, will you accompany me one day? ”

Zhao Ling looked guilty: "I'll take the time to go with you in the past two days." ”

But after seven or eight days, Zhao Ling didn't take time to make it - first the birthday of the Empress Dowager on February 21, then the Empress Dowager's birthday on March 12, and then Halloween on March 20...... Fu Tingyun said to Zhao Ling, and Zheng San escorted Yuwei to Tanzhe Temple.

Tankuji Temple is more than 20 miles away from Kyoto, the ancient trees in the temple are towering, the pagoda stands in a forest, the towering temple is built according to the mountain, the layout is ingenious, the staggered is caused, there are more green bamboo famous flowers to embellish the period, the environment is pure and elegant.

Fu Tingyun was already a little heavy, she was slightly supported by the rain, and bowed to Guanyin Bodhisattva with some difficulty.

The rain was slightly nervous and guarded by the side. After Fu Tingyun finished putting on the incense, she held Fu Tingyun's arm and couldn't help whispering angrily: "Mrs. is really, if there is anything to tell us people, why do you need to come here yourself?" Otherwise, it's the same if you tell the Ninth Master - he can help you come to the temple to worship incense. But you won't agree to that no matter what. If this is where it is, how can the slave and maid explain to the ninth master, ...... "Speak, there are children who came to the temple with their parents to worship incense, you chased me and ran past them, Yuwei protected Fu Tingyun backwards, and when the group of children ran by, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then he grabbed Fu Tingyun's arm again.

Fu Tingyun couldn't help but look at the group of lively and cute children. Said: "Sincere talents, self-cultivation must go in person." ”

The rain stopped talking slightly.

She really couldn't figure out what other wishes Fu Tingyun had in her heart.

Needless to say, the ninth master is obedient to his wife, and he is the fifth master of the Fu family who is most worried about his wife, and because of the ninth master, he is now blind to his wife's affairs······

Yu thought about it slightly, and heard Fu Tingyun let out a long sigh and muttered, "I specially came to ask the Bodhisattva to let me give birth to a boy." ”

She froze. After a while, he said in a low voice: "Didn't the ninth master say that his son and daughter like it?" And he said that if it could bloom first and bear fruit later, it would be great if it could just make up a 'good, word'. I look at the Ninth Master, it doesn't look like I'm making you happy······"

"I know." Fu Tingyun said, the corners of his eyes seemed to be a little wet, "It is precisely because the Ninth Master treats me so well that I don't want to delay his future for me." She politely rejected Zhao Ling for her, "······ The ninth master just can't rest assured of me. If I give birth to a son, there will be a successor to the Zhao family, and if there is such a thing, the ninth master must have a lot less scruples. ”

It was the first time Yuwei had heard of this matter, and she couldn't help but say in a loud voice: "Don't worry, Mrs., the doctor who invited the Ninth Master to check your pulse didn't say anything, 'A round belly is a daughter, and a pointed belly is a son," he said, and glanced at her again, "Your belly is pointy." ”

While the two were talking in a low voice, they had already walked to the huge incense burner about two high in the center of the courtyard in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and they were greeted by a group of brightly dressed guards, mothers-in-law, and mothers-in-law who walked in with the two women in their arms.

One of them was thirty-seven or eight years old, with jet-black hair combed into a fashionable peony bun in Kyoto, a hairpin inlaid with gold and jade, a royal blue makeup jacket, white and delicate skin, and a pair of eyes that were bright and sharp, revealing a bit of majesty that is rare for women.

Another seventeen or eighteen-year-old look, with beautiful facial features, wore a lake-green plain Hangzhou silk quilt, but his eyes showed a little charm, which attracted people who came to the incense to look back frequently. But she smiled and let others look at her generously. Occasionally, when I meet the eyes of the people who look at her, I will smile and chin my head, and my demeanor is graceful, which makes people feel excited.

Fu Tingyun hurriedly lowered his head, straightened his hood, hid his face in the shadow of the hood, and passed by the group of people.

Yuwei also had an eye, bowed her head and followed Fu Tingyun, until she came out of the Guanyin Palace, she asked in a low voice: "Madam, who are those people?" Why do you want to avoid it? ”

"It's the third lady of the Yu family in Nanjing Fengle Fang, Shu," Fu Tingyun said, "If I guess correctly, the one who followed Mrs. Yu should be Mrs. Yu's daughter-in-law, Fan." ”

The rain was slightly appalling.

Fu Tingyun hurriedly comforted her: "It's okay!" This time it's a coincidence - I heard that the young grandmother of the Yu family is in difficulty, and there is a dojo of Guanyin in Tanku Temple, so Yu must have brought the young grandmother of the Yu family to ask for a child. ”

Yuwei was afraid for a while, and said: "It's good that I didn't recognize it, if I recognize it, how can my wife explain it!" He added, "If only the fifth master was willing to help his wife come forward." ”

Hearing this, Fu Tingyun also sighed.

In the eyes of others, she is the daughter of the Fu family in the end. How to explain her existence, it is better for everyone to have a unified statement.

Zuo Junjie's framing of her, after all, is a family matter of the Fu family, and it is best to solve it within the Fu family.

As Yuwei said, if her father is willing to help her appear, why should she avoid Mrs. Yu?

She remembered that she had asked someone to bring an envelope to her aunt.

There has been no reply so far, I wonder if my aunt has received the letter?

Or do you want to write to Jinhua and discuss this matter with your eldest uncle in office?

I'm afraid there will be some waves then, right?

Fu Tingyun thought about it, supported by the rain, and slowly went down the mountain.

When he went out of the mountain gate, he gathered around a few beggars.

"Good wife!"

"Madam, bless you with a big fat boy!"

Everyone is begging for money.

Fu Tingyun couldn't help but look twice when he saw that there were two or three gray-haired old men in this beggar, and in addition to two or three children who were still in the general corner, there was also a young man wearing a long robe.

It's okay not to look at it, but this time, the man also looked over.

The eyes of the two met in the air, Fu Tingyun exclaimed "ah", and the young beggar ran away.

"Quick, help me get that guy out." Fu Tingyun screamed sharply and pointed to the back of the young man begging, "He stole our things." Then he hurriedly turned around and shouted to Yuwei, "Zuo Junjie, that person is Zuo Junjie!" ”

Yuwei's face turned pale, and when she lifted her skirt, she chased after the young beggar.

Fu Tingyun also wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by the beggars: "Madam, you can do it!"

She hurriedly took out some copper and scattered it.

A few beggars squatted down and grabbed it.

Fu Tingyun took the opportunity to go in the direction where Zuo Junjie fled.

Tanzhe Temple was full of pedestrians, and Zheng San's carriage was parked far away at the foot of the mountain.

Fu Tingyun shuttled through the crowd for a long time, neither seeing Zuo Junjie's shadow nor Yuwei's shadow.

There was a faint pain in my stomach.

She didn't dare to look for it again, so she sat on the stone railing next to her and rested.

An old lady with a kind eyebrow and a basket of incense came over and asked, "This little daughter-in-law, what's wrong?" Lost with your family? ”

"It's not." Fu Tingyun smiled calmly, "It's to help me buy something." "But my heart was like a storm

How did Zuo Junjie come to Kyoto?

When did he come?

And how can you beg near Tanzhe Temple?

Last time, when she and Zhao Ling came to Tanzhe Temple to offer incense, they also met beggars, why didn't they see Zuo Junjie?

Her mind was in a mess, and the old lady smiled and nodded and left.

After a while, Yuwei came over.

She hurriedly helped Fu Tingyun: "Madam, let him run away..."

Fu Tingyun saw that she was sweating all over her head and was out of breath when she spoke, so she hurriedly said: "Since he has also arrived in Kyoto, even if he turns over Kyoto City, we can also find him out." Saying that, he stood up, "Let's go, let's go find Zheng San and ask him to find a way to get a few people to help continue the search." I don't believe it, he just disappeared out of thin air. ”

Yu nodded slightly, and helped Fu Tingyun to the parking place: "I see that he seems to be very familiar with the surroundings, right, left, and disappeared when he got into a small alley······"