Fu Tingyun was very curious, but after all, she was a guest house, and there were some things, Mrs. Lu just respected her no matter how much she respected, she wouldn't ask, she sent Mrs. Lu out of the room with a smile, sat on the bed and added needles to the corners of her winter clothes, so that the clothes looked more structured.

Before a corner could be sewn, Mrs. Lu folded it back, still holding a blue coarse cloth bag in both hands.

Her expression was a little strange, and she said, "Miss Fu, the ninth master ordered that these two hundred taels of silver be placed in your house." As he spoke, he placed the cloth bag in front of her and untied it.

The snow-white silver is a sight to behold.

"Put me here?" Fu Tingyun looked at her puzzled.

Mrs. Lu said: "That's what the Ninth Master ordered. "Much, she doesn't know.

Fu Tingyun called Zheng Sanniang in, received the silver in the cabinet, and instructed her: "When the ninth master comes back, you come in and say hello." ”

Zheng Sanniang smiled and responded "yes".

Mrs. Lu looked at it and smiled: "Miss should also add two cages." And he said, "Why don't I ask someone in the family to buy a pair?" ”

Fu Tingyun also wanted to add two cages, so that the clothes would not be stacked in the corner of the bed like this.

But how can she have any money!

The thought flashed, and she was a little stunned.

Could it be that Zhao Ling gave her these silver to let her use it for nothing?

Otherwise, she didn't have to care about the expenses of Yangliu Lane, nor did she care about Zhao Ling's income, what did Zhao Ling do with the silver here?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that there was such a possibility, and she was afraid that if she made a mistake and made a joke, she was a little absent-minded: "Let's talk about it then!" ”

Mrs. Lu naturally didn't want to help her get an idea, and when she saw that she was doing needlework, she smiled and gossiped a few words with her and got up to say goodbye.

Fu Tingyun had been waiting for Zhao Ling restlessly, but Zhao Ling came back after dinner. I heard that Fu Tingyun was looking for him, so he changed his clothes and came over.

"Why did you come back so late?" Fu Tingyun turned around and made him a cup of tea, not realizing that there was a trace of complaint in his tone.

When Zhao Ling went out, he was about to confess, but seeing that Fu Tingyun hadn't gotten up yet, thinking that she had been running around with him these days, she was afraid that she hadn't slept well, so she hurriedly told Mrs. Lu not to quarrel with her and let her sleep until she woke up. When she came back, she saw that Master Lu and they had cashed out the silver in the morning, knowing that she was confused, and maybe she had been worried for a whole day. secretly blamed herself for not leaving her a message, where would she think carefully about what tone she used to talk to him.

"The person who lent me the sword is called Tang Daishan, who was originally a salt merchant in Pucheng, and he also opened a few salt wells in private. Later, the Feng family took advantage of Yin Zhongyuan, the head of the household department, to start the official salt trade, and controlled the private salt in Shaanxi. forced Tang Daishan into a corner. I had just been engaged in illegal salt trading at the time, and I didn't know much about it, so Tang Daishan instructed me a few times. Seeing that I quickly gained a firm foothold, they partnered with me to do several deals, and we also had some friendship with each other. Zhao Ling explained lightly, "I'll go and return the sword." I wanted to give him a banquet to express my gratitude, but who knew that he wanted me and him to go to Beijing to find a way. No matter how I refused, he didn't give up, grinded and grinded, and had dinner in the Thirteen Mountains before coming back. He said, smiling bitterly, "I'm afraid that if he doesn't give up, he will come to visit tomorrow." ”

Fu Tingyun didn't like this Tang Daishan when he heard it.

Zhao Ling said that he couldn't go, he was still reluctant, and he always felt that this Tang Daishan was not sincere enough to treat people.

She said: "Isn't Willow Lane the house you bought in your early years?" It is said that even Yang Gongzi and Jin Gongzi don't know where they are, so how did Tang Daishan know? ”

"I didn't know." Zhao Ling said, "I live here now. Tang Daishan naturally knew. ”

Fu Tingyun frowned slightly when he listened: "Then does he know that you are going to the Dusi Yamen on an errand?" ”

"I don't know." Zhao Ling said, "He thought that the Feng family had invited someone to deal with me." ”

"It's better to be cautious," Fu Tingyun said. "He's so well-informed, he'll know as soon as you move. He may not know about your going to the Yamen of the Dusi. "It's a felony to think about selling smuggled salt. If Zhao Ling has already entered the Yamen of the Dusi, it depends on the owner to beat the dog, everyone looks at the face of the sixteenth master, maybe pretending not to know. But now he has not entered the Dusi Yamen, and he was poked out at this time, after all, the Sixteenth Master is a vassal king, and he can't be on the surface, and the Dusi Yamen may not buy the account of the Sixteenth Master for the sake of reputation, and Zhao Ling's future may be all over. It's just that this is not good to say to Zhao Lingming, and he said euphemistically: "You go to the Dusi Yamen, how happy everyone is!" Mrs. Lu is also going to Guangren Temple to repay her vows in the next two days. Kyoto is a high mountain road, this looks like the beginning of autumn, the further back you go, the colder the weather becomes, why do you follow him to Kyoto, let everyone worry! ”

Are you worried?

Zhao Ling suddenly had such a sentence in his heart, if he hadn't always been cautious, he would almost blurt it out.

He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

In a few days, he will go to the Yamen of the Dusi to report, more than 20 guards in the Shaanxi Dusi, after he met with Wu Xin last time, he had lunch together in the Thirteen Mountains, listening to Wu Xin's tone, the Yamen of the Dusi is overcrowded, even the people recommended by the Ministry of War are mostly to go to the guards first, and then slowly find an opportunity to transfer, and it is unlikely that he will stay in the Yamen of the Dusi when he first comes. There is also Huayin, there should be news in the past few days, Mrs. Fu knows that Master Xie's family was killed, and there must be arrangements for her daughter...... After all, he is an irrelevant person, not to mention that his future is uncertain......

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

I picked up the teacup and took a sip, only to feel that the Longjing after the rain was bitter and astringent.

Fu Tingyun saw that he bowed his head and was silent, and his heart was uneasy.

Could it be that this Tang Daishan promised Zhao Ling any benefits?

Thinking about it, it feels impossible.

Zhao Ling is affectionate and trustworthy, since he agreed to go to the barracks, he doesn't like it, and he will go.

But why didn't he squeak?

There must be something strange about this!

Fu Tingyun thought secretly.

Since he didn't say it, he could only inquire slowly later.

But last night, I only cared about talking to him, but I forgot to ask him if he would like to go to the Dusi Yamen...... Now that Tang Daishan is out again, I have to find a way to remind him of two sentences.

She thought about it for a moment and said with a smile: "How did the Ninth Master think of selling smuggled salt?" I've heard people say that this business is very profitable. But the risk is also big, and people are very hard. ”

Why do you suddenly ask about this?

Is it because of the appearance of Tang Daishan?

Zhao Ling no longer had the leisurely mood when he talked to Fu Tingyun just now: "This way you can make a lot of money, and you can earn it quickly." The answer was a little absent-minded.

In Fu Tingyun's eyes, he became disapproving.

She couldn't help but be angry.

It's not that you can't get by, it's just because "you earn more, you earn fast......

She took a deep breath and kept warning herself, "Don't get angry, he may have been with Feng Laosi and Tang Daishan for a long time, and he doesn't care about the sale of smuggled salt", and her mood slowly calmed down. asked him with a smile: "If the Ninth Master didn't sell smuggled salt, what were he going to do?" ”

Zhao Ling obviously didn't expect her to ask this, and was a little surprised.

"What are you going to do?" He thought for a moment and said, "I never thought about it! ”

How could you not have thought about it?

So what did he do in Gangnam?

Or. He didn't want to tell her?

Fu Tingyun was half angry to death, but looking at him with an indifferent look, he felt that he wouldn't say anything if he asked again. Quite helplessly: "Isn't the ninth master going to the barracks?" It's better to take the opportunity to think about it. Confucius said. Thirty and standing. It's never too late to make plans then. ”

"That's a good idea." Zhao Ling smiled, "I just took this opportunity to think about it!" "It's just that the smile looks very forced.

What's wrong with him?

When he entered the door, he was fine, patiently and gently explained to her about Tang Daishan, how did he become like this in a blink of an eye.

Fu Tingyun didn't know why. I couldn't guess his thoughts, so I had to put these emotions down for the time being. asked him with a smile: "Mrs. Lu came in with two hundred taels of silver in the morning, I don't know what the ninth master has planned?" ”

Zhao Ling perked up a little when he heard this, and said, "I went to Daxingshan Temple this morning, and I told a confidant there that I could help the old man's family at any time." You might as well pick a day, and I'll send you there. He added, "The silver in your hand is in my hand, and now you have to cash money everywhere, and Baoqing Yinlou will have to pay two thousand taels of silver tickets before it can be exchanged, I think it's better for your silver ticket to stay away for the time being." You know I'm trying to buy some property these days. Just about to use the silver, I exchanged some silver in Baoqing Building, and asked the shopkeeper Lu to send you two hundred taels first. When the time comes, when you go to Daxingshan Temple to do things, you can also donate merit money. Throwing incense money. Usually if you want to buy some small things you like, you can also ask Zheng Sanniang to help buy them! ”

I didn't expect him to think about it all the time......

Fu Tingyun was very surprised, and more grateful.

She whispered a thank you to him. The corners of his eyes were a little moist.

"What is there to be thankful for!" Zhao Ling said, "I should have helped you get this matter done a long time ago, because Mo Yi was by my side, I was afraid of causing some misunderstanding, so I delayed this matter." Then he asked her, "When do you want to go?" ”

Fu Tingyun asked Zheng Sanniang to take this yellow calendar and set a day for tomorrow.

"That's good!" Zhao Ling got up and said goodbye, "I will send Yucheng to Daxingshan Temple early tomorrow morning to talk to them." ”

Fu Tingyun thought that he had to prepare for going to Daxingshan Temple, so he didn't stay long, sent Zhao Ling out, and went to Daxingshan Temple in a hired carriage the next day.

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Daxingshan Temple is the oldest Zen temple in Shaanxi, and it has been built for more than 500 years. The palace is majestic, and there are many courtyards. Or because of the disaster year, there are a lot of people who come to worship the Buddha, shoulder to shoulder, and the voices are mixed, like rushing to the temple fair.

Fu Tingyun followed Zhao Ling to the Daxiong Treasure Hall to worship the Bodhisattva, and then walked back along the wide bluestone road, and after the Medicine King Palace, the pilgrims gradually decreased.

They face west through a long corridor, into a pine and cypress verdant courtyard, sit north and face south five main rooms, one bright and two dark, left and right are side rooms, the middle is the hall, in the middle of the incense case for a three-foot high Bodhisattva. The monk welcomed them to the hall and offered incense to the Bodhisattva, and went to the side room to rest, and the 7749 monks invited from the hall began to shake the pestle and cymbals and drums, and chanted the scriptures and confessed the rituals.

Fu Tingyun sat in the wing room, listening to bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and for a while she remembered the warmth of her uncle holding her to pick flowers when she was a child, and for a while she remembered the joy of her third cousin when he took her to her uncle's grange to go fishing, and for a while she thought of the pink jade bricks when her nephew was wearing a bright red robe when he was full moon...... Tears couldn't help but fall.

Zheng Sanniang, who accompanied her, kept comforting, but Fu Tingyun was still sad for a long time.

At noon, when Xiao Shami brought the fasting meal, she found Zhao Ling standing under the pine tree with a canopy next to the courtyard.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his posture was like a pine, and he looked indifferently in the direction of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, as if he had no one to tell him, looking lonely and lonely.

Fu Tingyun felt a faint sadness in her heart inexplicably.

She took three steps and walked over in two steps: "Didn't you say that you were going to go to see the shop with Master Lu?" What happened? Thinking that it was noon, he said, "The little novice brought some fasting rice, I think it's quite refreshing, why don't you use some with us?" ”

Zhao Ling turned his head and looked at her fixedly, seeing that the anxiety between her eyebrows was growing, revealing it unabashedly, he couldn't help laughing.

"It's nothing," he looked at her with a gentle, gentle gaze, "just to stand here and be still." ”

People sometimes want to be alone.

Fu Tingyun was not suspicious and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You go to dinner, I'll go first!" He turned and walked away.

"And your lunch?" Fu Tingyun didn't expect him to say that he would leave, and shouted behind him.

"Yucheng is still waiting for me outside," Zhao Ling smiled and waved at her, "You don't have to worry about me." "It's like unloading the burden on your body, and you can't say how free and easy you can do it.

Fu Tingyun watched him leave quietly and couldn't help laughing.

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This is the third draft, and the changes are a bit big......~~~~(>_