Chapter 118: Isn't it just seeking power? Me too!

The faint morning light grew brighter and brighter, and the scorching white seemed to want to illuminate all the dark corners of the world.

The hosta flowers on the top of the mountain are decadent, and the slightly withered white petals rise with the wind and fall leisurely.

As soon as Xiao Song walked to the front of Yuncong Temple, he saw a young man wearing a pale wide-sleeved robe standing under the somewhat withered willow tree, with his hair in a slightly messy bun, a few dead grasses sticking to his head, and his face was full of dust, with a dejected description.

The moment the young man saw Xiao Song, his white face turned red with anger, and he rushed in front of him in a few steps, gritting his teeth and saying, "Despicable villain"

Xiao Song's eyes flashed darkly, Sang Chen, a powerless scholar, was able to escape in the hands of his right-hand guard, and sure enough, in addition to a belly of "Zi Yue", he still had some brains.

"It's too far away, my temperament is not a day or two, and you didn't see it until today?" Regarding Sang Chen's accusation, Xiao Song laughed instead of anger. When he smiles, he is bright, making people think that he is really happy, not pretending or perfunctory.

Sang Chen was furious, his face was red, his whole body was a little trembling, and he said with a stiff neck, "Are you willing to inherit the title, are you willing to be a descendant of the Cui family, and you have nothing to do with you."

Xiao Song still looked at him with a light face, and looked at him with his hands and said, "It's a good thing that you have a pure heart, but it's really unbearable to be naΓ―ve to this extent." The emperor intends to let you inherit the title, you are not sensible, as a courtier, I naturally have to share his worries, otherwise I will be very sorry for those money. ”

"Even if it is the emperor's intention, you don't tie me up sooner or later, but at this time you tie me back to Chang'an, don't think you can hide your dirty thoughts, I will mention the kiss to Ran Mansion first" Sang Chen's eyes, which have always been clear, are almost spewing flames at this time, he, even if he is not kidnapped, the chance that he can marry Ran Yan is not as good as Xiao Songda, but he was forcibly kidnapped, how could he not be annoyed.

The smile on Xiao Song's face gradually faded, and he said slowly, "Dirty? You can, my knowledge is not as good as yours, it doesn't prove that you are much smarter than me, it's just that my mind has not been all focused on my studies, do you think you can be a high-ranking official just by being full of talent? That's what I want. ”

Sang Chen pursed his lips and glared at Xiao Song, but did not answer. It's not that he doesn't know how to behave in the world, but he just doesn't want to understand. Just as he used to think that all the monks in monasteries and nunnery were dedicated to the Buddha, but in fact, many monks in monasteries accepted money, and some nunnery directly became private pavilions where the powerful and merry were merry. Buddhism is still like this, not to mention the officialdom of deceit.

"You can make a slim pavilion that is not stained, not only will I not look down on you, but I will appreciate it very much, but ......" Xiao Song had no disguised smile on his face, he looked at Sang Chen and said word by word, "If you don't suffer from others, you can't suffer from them." As Lang Jun, if you want to be clean to the end, and you don't want to die young, then stay away from power and stay away from the court, but you can't protect Ran Seventeen Niang. ”

Being a human being does not need to worry about others not understanding, only worrying about inability. Either make it strong and be able to protect the people you want to protect, or hide in that corner early to do the virtuous people who don't care about the world. In the same way, reaching the peak is climbed by many people, how can you not get a little dirty on your hands?

Sang Chen has always devoted himself to studying, and with his talent, he is very hopeful to become a respected generation of Confucianism like Confucius and Mencius in the future, but it is a pity that he has fallen in love with Ran Yan, who is different from him. Ran Yan's specialty is destined to be linked to power, otherwise he will not be able to fight against the darkness and clear the name of the undead.

After Xiao Song finished speaking, he felt a little inexplicable, I don't know which tendon was tied today, he actually started to preach, he didn't look at Sang Chen, he threw up his sleeves and left.

"Isn't it just seeking power, as you said, if you don't do it, it doesn't prove that I won't" Sang Chen said loudly at his back, as if taking an oath, the blazing white sun was on him, and those clear spring-like eyes were more stubborn and resolute than when he studied knowledge.

Xiao Song paused and tilted his head slightly, the contours of his side face were beautiful, his thin white teeth were exposed in the sun, and his voice was like a charm with a faint smile, "Yes, wait and see." ”

It is said that those who are good at playing are good at strategy, Sang Chen, you don't want to die too quickly.

Xiao Song Shi Ran entered Yuncong Temple, Bai Yi flashed out from the side of the door, and said, "My subordinates have come to confess." ”

Xiao Song walked straight to the meditation room where he was temporarily staying, Bai Yi was in a hurry, this time he must not be able to eat and walked around, so he hurriedly followed.

Entering the meditation room, Xiao Song took off his robe, threw it on the screen, sat in front of him, poured a glass of water, drank a few sips, and then closed his eyes to recuperate.

Bai Yi hung his head and peeked into the room, the autumn wind was trembling, his head and back were full of sweat, and the sweat on his head gathered into drops and slowly slid down the side of his face, itching uncomfortably, but he didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe it.

After about a moment, Xiao Song opened his eyes and said, "Come in." ”

Bai Yi didn't dare to delay for a moment, stood up slowly, and walked into the house in a few steps.

"Sit." Xiao Song stretched out his hand and picked up a copy of the book from the table, looked down at it, and did not mean to ask about the guilt at all.

Bai Yiru sat on pins and needles, stretched his neck to watch him finish reading a public article, picked up a pen to write down the words, just prepared, saw him open another book, and suddenly deflated, and after a while, seeing him lifting the pen again, Bai Yi straightened up his neck again.

went back and forth, always didn't catch a chance, and watched Xiao Song finish reading a thick stack of public approvals, and it had been an hour and a half, and his neck was stiff.

"Lang Jun." Bai Yi finally seized the opportunity and immediately said loudly, "My subordinates have come to ask for guilt."

Xiao Song moved his sore right hand and glanced at him lightly, "Oh." ”

Bai Yi was in a hurry, and hurriedly counted out the "crimes" one by one, "Subordinates shouldn't ignore the orders of the superiors, causing Ran Qiniang and her maidservants to almost die, subordinates shouldn't kill Jingyuan Master too much and ask Lang Jun to punish him."

The sword has no eyes, no one expected that during the fight, Master Jingyuan would suddenly kill himself, Xiao Song was not an unreasonable person, he only glanced at it, "Do you think that I asked you to protect Ran Qiniang out of selfishness?" ”

Bai Yi has been his escort for almost eight years, this guy thought to himself, how could he not know?

Xiao Song said coldly, "She is an important person involved in this case, and she has good autopsy methods, if you are the murderer, will you get rid of her?"

"Subordinate knows" Bai Yi felt the overwhelming coldness and momentum, and felt that he was now standing naked in the ice and snow, but his heart was burning so badly that he was about to burn.

"It's not just you, but also Ben Xiao, who can't even look at a helpless reader, and I'm ashamed to hear it." Xiao Song said angry words, but he didn't seem to have much anger. He leaned against the window lattice with a cup of tea, squinted his eyes into the distance, and said after a while, "After that, copy the Heart Sutra eight hundred times and go to get thirty military sticks." You send a message to Ben Xiao and let him watch it. ”

Bai Yi breathed a sigh of relief, it was good to have a fixed number, although he hated writing very much, but relatively speaking, this punishment was already light, and Ben Xiao's "watching to do" was the worst, in comparison, Bai Yi suddenly felt very balanced.

"You just heard my conversation with Sang Suiyuan?" Xiao Song lowered his eyes and looked at Bai Yi who was about to retreat.

Bai Yi's heart suddenly changed, and he had to say, "Yes." ”

Xiao Song lowered his eyes and looked at the reflection of the water glass, as if he was very confused, "Have you noticed that I have been getting kinder and kinder recently." ”

This is something to answer? If you want to talk about kindness, compared to yesterday's ** county, who almost led the whole family to commit suicide, today is quite kind. Bai Yi glanced at Xiao Song uneasily, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"Heh, Sang Suiyuan...... You've been hanging high, and I've turned the tables. Xiao Song stared at the occasional fluttering petals of hosta flowers outside, and his always bright eyes gradually deepened.

The reason why he stimulated Sang Chen is actually very complicated, and he can't figure it out until now, but he only needs to understand one thing, that is, he wants to pull the losses he has lost.

As for Ran Yan, Xiao Song's eyes drooped slightly, and he asked Bai Yidao, "Do you think I want to get that lady home?" ”

Bai Yi sweated profusely, thinking to himself, you are a dignified servant of the Criminal Department, and the descendant of the Lanling Xiao family, do you need to think about this question? Marry if you want, don't marry if you don't want. But after thinking about it, Lang Jun ordered his wife to be hard, and he had this kind of thought...... It can't be tempting, right? There are not many words, so I care about the safety of Ran Seventeen Niang?

Xiao Song couldn't understand such a thing, and Bai Yi didn't dare to declare it, so he could only stand silently.

Xiao Song raised his hand slightly, Bai Yi suddenly seemed to have been unpunished, his whole body was relaxed, although he was in a hurry to run out, but his face could not be revealed, so he had to make a solemn and calm appearance, and after exiting the meditation room, he immediately ran up.

Outside the temple, Sang Chen stood under the willow tree and thought for a long time, looked at the Yingmei Nunnery on the mountain, and his moist lips pursed into a line.

After looking at it for a while, Sang Chen dragged his tired body to the meditation room in Huaiyin.

The winding path is quiet, and the sound of wooden fish comes from the meditation room, and the closer you go, the more obvious the sandalwood fragrance in the air.

"Uncle Shi." Sang Chen stood at the door and called.

There was a sound of wooden fish in the house, and after a while, the door opened, Huaiyin came out and stood under the porch, glanced at Sang Chen lightly and said, "I'll ask someone to boil water." ”

"I'd like to talk to you for a while." Sangchen stopped him from putting on his sandal shoes.

Huaiyin's phoenix eyes are silent and peaceful, and when you look at him, it will make people feel ashamed of themselves, but also make people feel reassuring.

Sang Chen pondered for a moment and said directly, "I want to join the office." ”

There was a hint of surprise in Huaiyin's usual flat expression, and his slender eyebrows frowned slightly, obviously disapproving of his approach. Sang Chen is a rare person with the purest heart, he is not ignorant of the dangers of the world, but just abandons them, which is not an escape in Huaiyin's view, but a kind of talent, just like a lotus flower out of the mud.

This kind of nature is not easy to change, and in the complex officialdom, he may soon be broken.

"Why?" If it was someone else, Huaiyin might only have one sentence "just follow your heart", but in the face of Sang Chen's eyes flashing with anticipation, he still asked one more question.

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