Lin Caiyi nodded at the messenger, then turned over on the messenger's horse, and galloped towards the mountain gate of the Interpretation Sect, the messenger was not in a hurry, and he didn't know what to take on the robe at the mouth of his heart, leaving a bright red trace that looked like blood, which indicated that the task was completed, and the action of the blood droplets has always been secretive, but it may not be how fast, after the task is completed, due to factors such as identity concealment, he cannot go back directly to restore his life, so he has done so.

On the other side, Lin Caiyi rode the fast horse and rushed towards Pershing day and night.

【Southern Panxing City Chongwang Mansion, Xiaoxiang Pavilion】

Five days later, Lin Xuanchen had completely recovered, although without the guidance of the master, the realm of the "Nine Heavens One Series Xuanyang Detoxification Sutra" could not be improved, but the cultivation of the "Nine Heavens" volume still did not fall. She began to use her divine power every day as soon as she opened her eyes, and only dissipated the Gangfeng when she fell asleep at night, and the Xuanyang vitality in her body finally suppressed the surging pure yin power, and she did not fall ill.

On this day, it was already the fifth day after she fell ill and recovered, at this time it was already bright, Lin Xuanchen had also had breakfast, and she didn't know what to play today, and suddenly remembered that she had inhaled the little bell into her body and turned it into a ball of "energy" I don't know if people are lonely? She only figured it out at this time, the little bell has disappeared since she fell ill, and in the eyes of others, she is also a bad slave who has turned her back on her master, and when she suddenly appears, she will immediately become the target of everyone in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Speaking of catastrophe, this time it seems to be a blessing in disguise, after a near-death "critical illness" , The old lady and the sisters talked about it, and they didn't blame Lin Xuanchen's master's defection for being unjust, as if they had completely exposed that unbearable experience, and didn't mention it again, but just came to visit themselves every day, of course, those sisters, such as Zhao Yueshi, Long Qian'er, Wang Yunfen and others, saw that Lin Xuanchen was getting better day by day, so they simply ran to Xiaoxiang Pavilion under the banner of coming to visit and left to play, I don't care about the mainstream card playing banquets, singing songs, listening to operas and other entertainment in the world today. So much so that every time Mrs. Li came to visit, she bumped into a group of girls pretending to be the sword fairies in the romance story, talking loudly, and even holding a cup filled with tea as a wine bottle, and she didn't know what to sing on, the lyrics, the little song, every word was infinitely close to "Mountains and Flowing Water", Mrs. Li occasionally heard one or two sounds, only felt that she had become transparent from the inside out, and she couldn't even store a grain of dirt in her heart, and the whole person was refreshing and refreshing in an instant. After coming twice, I obeyed, and I no longer had a trace of perfunctory and artificiality in my heart, and I didn't dare to chew the root of my tongue everywhere. Of course, Mrs. Wang, who was behind Mrs. Li, would spare Lin Xuanchen like this, but I was afraid that Lin Xuanchen would not believe it.

At this time, Lin Xuanchen had already understood, that Mrs. Wang led a bunch of girls with warblers and swallows into the Hundred Gardens, definitely not to show the garden to the mother, but to shoot the second brother of his own gun, after a few months with Wang Yurou, Lin Xuanchen also understood a little, Zhao Yuheng's position of Dafujin is important, that is the position that really holds the power of the palace.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuanchen couldn't help but feel a little depressed, and felt a little uncomfortable on her body, it turned out that she had already listened to the old lady's words and wanted to marry her to the second brother Zhao Yuheng, all along, Lin Xuanchen thought that even if he couldn't stay with the second brother one-on-one for a lifetime, he must be the real big Fuqing in this palace, after all, he was the most important in the eyes of the second brother, after all, his uncle and Mrs. God spoiled him the most, but now, looking at his aunt's approach, it is estimated that he wants to be a concubine, right?

This is the marriage that Lin Xuanchen is most unlikely to accept.

What kind of person is Lin Xuanchen, a girl full of poetry and books, a very smart girl, a well-known beauty in Pershing City, and even in the Southern Empire, if he didn't suffer from the disease of "lack of integrity" and couldn't participate in the selection, I'm afraid that now Concubine Jing's position can be taken up for her, how can it be Zhao Yuheng's turn? She is the first person to be beautiful at the level of "county lord", the first person to learn, and the recognized "holy hand in words" in the literati circle , If she doesn't have a little self-esteem and pride, it's impossible, not to mention that she is burdened with the inheritance of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, beautiful but infatuated, I really want to find a boy she likes, and accompany her for a long time, instead of being a concubine who is only responsible for childbirth and is like a slave in front of her husband and eldest woman!

A concubine is a high-ranking domestic slave, which is one of the most common rules in this world.

Lin Xuanchen can't accept such a "life", but she is also glad that after all, she has found a more suitable "Brother Yinchen" who will never take a concubine, so for the second brother Zhao Yuheng, who was demoted to an alternative plan five years ago, it is really only to give up. And the hostility that Mrs. Wang, Wang Yurou and other sisters couldn't hide, for Lin Xuanchen, it really became an unjustified injustice.

"I don't know when Brother Yinchen will start to act? he still has me, how can he tell the old lady!" Lin Xuanchen thought of this, and what he felt was not sorrow, grief and sadness, but a little fear of expectation. She knew that Yinchen and the old lady were both arrogant and unreasonable people, and once the two sides clashed.

"Uhh

"Sister Lin!"

Long Qian'er's voice came from outside the door, Zijuan was leading her towards the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and behind her, there was actually a string of girls of all sizes.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xuanchen laughed, it was really as beautiful as a delicate flower shining on the water. She smiled and stretched out her arms and hugged Long Qian'er who was about to run in, seeing that the sisters behind her were a little jealous. "Ah, it's all here! Zijuan, Huiwen, and Niwen are coming to tea. Lin Xuanchen greeted the sisters warmly, and the Xiaoxiang Pavilion was instantly full of people.

"Sister Lin, I thought of a fun way last night!" Long Qian'er, who couldn't hide her words, just broke away from Lin Xuanchen's embrace, and couldn't wait to shout. "What kind of play?" Lin Xuanchen's eyes widened in surprise, she knew that this tall and sturdy girl, who was also very big-hearted, was one of the last few in every couplet, and she was quite nonsense, but even if she came up with an idea, it wouldn't be easy to get along, right?

"Gambling on poetry!" Long Qian'er clapped her hands and laughed, but before she could explain further, she was poured cold water on her head by a cold voice.

"Gambling on poetry, poetry is the elegance of the world's masters, even the big officials in the court may not dare to speak lightly about poetry, how can you, a yellow flower girl, dare to use ninth-rate gambling to slander poetry?" At this time, another cold voice with a little righteousness came from the corner, and Lin Xuanchen looked over and saw that it was Wang Yurou.

This Wang Yurou, when she was sick, she didn't even bother to take a look, and when she got better, the Xiaoxiang Pavilion became lively, but she ran to join in the fun, and actually hid among the sisters, and did not meet Lin Xuanchen for the first time, this practice made Lin Xuanchen feel disgusting, thinking of his brother Zhao Yuheng, who refused to show up again today, Lin Xuanchen's heart was even more cold.

On the other hand, Long Qian'er was so blocked by Wang Yurou's words that she couldn't speak, she may not really have no rebuttals, but because of the order of respect and inferiority, she didn't dare to refute, she couldn't even compare with Zhao Yueshi, how could she dare to collide with Wang Yurou, the number two person in the Hundred Gardens?

"That's a strange thing you say. Saying that this gambling is actually a ninth-rate business? Is the Phantom Sea Glazed Fulu Shouxi Four Heavenly Kings handed down by the emperor also a ninth-rate thing? These words spread to the ears of the blood droplets, attracting the literal prison, and the people of the entire palace will suffer with you, what kind of intention is this?" Outside the door, suddenly a very cold and arrogant voice came in, indeed the Miaoyin aunt in the family temple also came, Zijuan heard her voice, and hurriedly got up to greet her, but when she got closer, she was pushed away by Miaoyin with disgust: "Be careful! What kind of ordinary people dare to pounce on this seat! This seat is extravagant, except for a high-ranking person like Miss Lin, I'm afraid that ordinary guys can't afford it!" she said, and raised her legs high and crossed the threshold and came into the house.

"When did I say something wrong? That gambling and other things are just popular amusements in the market, even if Zhong Ming Ding's food house has always only played these things at family banquets, when has it been to the height of the temple? And the poetry and songs, that is even the elegance that can go up at the ceremony of the vassal tribute, and even the national prestige, the difference between the two is the same, how can it be the same?" Wang Yurou saw Miaoyin, as if she had encountered some natural enemy, she jumped up at once, and Wang Yunfen behind her clearly saw that the hairs on her neck stood up. She argued, as if she were trying to defend something sacred.

"Hehe, you look like a layman rolling in the red dust, with vulgar eyes and more vulgar brains, speaking of which you are not even as good as this dragon sister, although people are also vulgar people, but the vulgar see elegance, just like the karma and see the Buddha nature, there will always be an epiphany, but you are here to suppress others, plain 'demon barrier' people's epiphany, this is in the reincarnation king, but you have to make a note!"

Miaoyin's aunt talked eloquently, and Long Qian'er was a little cramped: "My aunt praised it falsely, how can I have any Yaxing Buddha nature or anything like that!"

"Why not? This gambling on poetry is the best!" Miaoyin did not relent: "The benefactor of the Wang family does not understand at all, this word [gambling] is not just a jingle copper coin on the card table, nor is it just a joke on the wine table, and this [gambling] is touched, and there is one of the most elegant, no one dares to say that it is a cliché!" After Miaoyin finished speaking, she looked at Wang Yurou provocatively, there was no trace of the monk's emptiness in her eyes, and Wang Yurou was like a great enemy in that look, and Lin Xuanchen's scalp was also numb.

"This look is not right, isn't it?How do you feel like you are going to compete with Sister Wang?!" Lin Xuanchen watched from the side, and a trace of bad feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, Miaoyin's look at this time Lin Xuanchen had seen, that is, the look in Wang Yurou's eyes when she came to her to "punish the crime" after eating that day.

It was the "Shura Eyes" between rivals in love who stared at each other, how could Miaoyin, a nun who was a monk, have such eyes? Could it be that she actually likes Zhao Yuheng like that? Yes, I recalled that every time Zhao Yuheng went to the temple to see her, her courteous appearance......

Lin Xuanchen felt the gossip-colored flame in his chest slowly rising, but he didn't feel how unbearable Miaoyin's thoughts were, Miaoyin hated vulgar people, and Zhao Yuheng was the most unworldly group of people in the world, but Wang Yurou, who was eager for quick success, and Zhao Er's brother put them together, and they always felt that they were not a good match.

"Is there such a thing?" Wang Yurou countered without showing weakness, Lin Xuanchen hurried over, and did not persuade him, he directly pulled Long Qian'er aside, and whispered to Long Qian'er's ear, who was completely unknown: "Shura Field! ”

"Apocryphal, that the founding emperor of the emperor approved the [Emperor Cui] dare to say that it is apocryphal?" Miaoyin squinted and smiled: "Aren't you afraid of trouble coming out of your mouth?"

"Why don't you dare?" [Bet] can you get along with this [Emperor Cui]?" Wang Yurou didn't give an inch: "You tell me what is not made up?"

"Have you ever heard of the [Gambling Stone] in the Emerald City?" Miaoyin's lips lightly opened, and the elegant literati in southern Xinjiang flocked to it, dressed in an elegant and noble coat, and in fact, the gloomy and cold and crazy [Gambling Stone] was eloquent, and even Lin Xuanchen was stunned to hear it, the most noble jewel under the sky, the glass imperial emerald, actually came from the [gambling] again and again!

Gambling on the life of the family, gambling on the wife and concubines, gambling on the ancestral house and ancestral grave, gambling on moral dignity, of course, more is gambling on the real money like the tide of the sea, gambling on the stone, the dangerous south side, compared with the voyage to explore, to find the secret, more thrilling, but also more cruel elimination rules.

Wang Yurou listened to what Miaoyin said, but she had nothing to refute, they were all people from Zhong Mingding's food family, and when she heard the news, she ordered her maids to secretly investigate, and they could always get a letter of preparation, so it was unlikely that anyone would be willing to risk ruining their reputation to tell a story, it was not just a simple price drop.