Although the accommodation environment provided by Dali Temple is very good, one person has a courtyard, but it is probably due to the heart in his bones, Wen Mingtang still wants to buy a house of his own.

It's just the price of a house in Chang'an City...... Wen Mingtang couldn't help but shake his head again and again when he thought about it. After all, even a great poet from the previous time and space sighed: It's not easy to live in Chang'an!

If nothing happened to the Wen family, she wouldn't have to think about these things! The Wen family's house was very large, and it was more than enough to accommodate her. It's just that now that the Wen family is gone, she has to do it herself.

Throwing the dime of silver he got from Lin Fei into the box, locking the box, and putting it under the pillow, Wen Mingtang pillowed his head on his small vault, turned over, and fell into a deep sleep.

Good night's sleep!

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Wen Mingtang had a good night's dream here, in the Jingyun Marquis Mansion, Mrs. Hou, who had not eaten such an "authentic" Sichuan-Shu style dish for a long time, was full of emotion, even if she had already eaten twilight food, she still couldn't help but move quickly.

Compared with the anger of the Duke of Yasuko, the reaction of the Marquis of Jingyun and his wife to Wen Xuance's matter was not so big, and they only said one sentence when they heard the words: "Wen Xuance is also a smart person, his daughter is naturally not stupid, stay in Dali Temple to do things in a down-to-earth manner, be careful, no one will embarrass her."

For the daughter of a notorious criminal official, the views of Jingyunhou and his wife are pertinent.

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This "painted skin" eucalyptus reasoning has progressed here, and it has been directly pushed into this nunnery temple.

Liu Yuan stood in front of the nunnery, looked back at Shangfeng, who came with him, and at his behest, he stepped forward and knocked on the door of the nunnery.

Soon there was a latching sound behind the door, and as the door was opened, a bleak-looking nun appeared in front of her.

It was the elegant female nun Jing'an I saw that day.

She looked at the officials and officials of Dali Temple outside the nunnery, as if she had guessed today's events early in the morning, her expression was calm, and after lowering her eyes and whispering "Amitabha", she smiled bitterly, raised her hand to the nunnery, and said, "Adults, please!"

Without asking a reason, he invited the people in.

I guess I guessed the reason why they came to the temple today! So, when is it the right one?

Liu Yuan thought to himself, and subconsciously looked back at Lin Fei who was following behind him, wanting to see the expression on Shangfeng's face, and then ...... Nothing was seen.

Shangfeng's moody face was not superfluous at all.

Liu Yuan shook his head and took the lead in raising his feet and walking in.

The nun Jing'an brought people into the main hall, and the nun Jinghui was kneeling in front of the futon, silently chanting to the statue of Guanyin in front of her.

After everyone walked into the main hall, Jing Hui, who was kneeling and chanting, stopped chanting, bowed her head to the statue of Guanyin and said "Amitabha" and then turned her head to look at everyone.

"I knew this day would come." Jinghui said.

She was dressed in a red robe, but she did not call herself a "poor nun" but "me".

After saying this, Jinghui took off the monk's hat on her head under the gaze of everyone, and her long gray hair was draped off without the constraints of the monk's hat.

"Jing'an!" Jinghui took off the monk's hat on her head and called again.

Jing'an on the side looked sad and sad, raised his hand for a moment when he heard the words, and took off the monk's hat on his head.

Compared with Jinghui's long gray hair, Jing'an's black hair, at a glance, with that widowed and elderly face, there is an indescribable disobedience.

As if he had expected this scene, a basin of water was placed on the side of the futon, Jing'an stepped forward to take a handkerchief and began to wash his face, and when he wiped the makeup on his face and raised his head again, everyone in the hall was startled.

Looking at Jing'an, who was "younger" after washing his face, Liu Yuan was stunned and blurted out: "It's really "painted skin"!"

Jing'an's face was still gloomy after washing her face and revealing her true face, but she was much younger than before, and she didn't look like she was in her twenties.

Of course, this age is far from old age and body shape.

However, at present, more than one of the two elderly nuns in this temple has changed her age, and even two of them are not nuns at all.

Why do these two people stay in this temple as nuns with different appearances and years?

"My name is Ah You, and it is the name that Zhuang Niangzi gave me after buying me back then." Jinghui said, "Zhuang Niangzi treated me very well back then, but she never treated me harshly when she bought me, not only did she never mistreat me, but she even taught me the craft."

What does this mean...... Liu Yuan listened to a stirring spirit, and immediately reacted: "You can also make lipstick?"

Jing Hui nodded, said "good", and then looked up at the statue of Guanyin with a cinnabar mole on his forehead and red lips in front of him, and said, "Lin Shaoqing should have seen it that day!"

The cinnabar mole and red lips of the Guanyin statue are not at all the cinnabar smeared as Jinghui and Jing'an said, but are smeared with specially prepared lipstick.

While most men have a hard time distinguishing between the colors, Lin Fei is clearly an exception.

"In the file back then, in addition to having a younger sister, the rouge lady did have a maid and a ...... who followed her," Lin Fei said, his eyes fell on Jing'an, who bowed his head and wept secretly, "A daughter born to her and that scholar."

The girl Zhuang Meiniang is still locked up in the prison, and one of the two people in front of her calls herself Ah You, and it is obvious who the other is.

The Jing'an in front of him should be the daughter born to the rouge lady and the negative scholar back then.

"After the accident with the lady, everyone avoided us like a flood beast. It's not us who are at fault, and even the lady is doing such a thing, it's the fault of the man and those women! But the people of the world do not understand, they only stare at us and guard against us, and if they come near us, they will be poisoned. This kind of rumor is really uncomfortable to be talked about behind the back, and then the second lady really can't stand it, she gave birth to flowers and moons, and she was photographed, so she chose to marry someone in a hurry. The man refused to let the second lady walk around with us more, so we cut off contact with the second lady." Jinghui said quietly, "The world can't tolerate us, so we came to the mountain, fortunately, the monks can still tolerate us, the original presiding officer of this temple, Lao Nun, had little time at that time, and took us in."

It turned out that they didn't want to be a monk, they just wanted to find a place to stay, no wonder the two of them have been growing their hair and are not really monks.

"The two of us have been here, and although we have lived a little poorer, we have also succeeded." Jinghui said, "Until the second lady suddenly found us."

"Those two young scholars were entrusted by the second lady and found here." Jinghui said, looking up at Jing'an, who was secretly weeping, and said, "They saw Miss."

Although Jing Hui hadn't finished speaking, Liu Yuan had a faint premonition that Jing Hui was going to say next. Thinking of this, Liu Yuan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth: This will probably be the third version of the story of this eucalyptus!

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