After Mingyi woke up, he looked at the mess in the meditation room, and there was no extra emotion in his eyes.

He took off his white monk's robe, which had been stained with ash, and after bathing, he changed into a new one, which was dusty and unstained.

Calmly picked up the scriptures scattered on the ground one by one, and stacked them neatly according to the original order.

Realizing that one copy was missing, he only frowned slightly, and continued as if nothing had happened.

When everything was back to its original state, he washed the tea set, put in a handful of tea leaves, and began to boil the tea.

The fragrance of tea is overflowing, the tea is dense, and there is more warmth in this bleak autumn breeze.

But he knew that this kind of warmth could not reach the bottom of his heart, not even the bottom of his eyes.

The warmth that floats on the surface is just self-deception.

In his life, in the end, it was just a joke.

He is a compassionate monk, but at the same time a thoroughly wicked person.

He longs for friends, he longs for true affection, but everything he does has a purpose, and he uses everyone.

Perhaps, there is an exception.

After all, he was really happy and sincere in getting along.

But this kind of sincerity and falsehood are mixed and penetrate each other, and even he can't tell the difference.

He couldn't deny that he was taking advantage of her.

Just as he was also being used.

The bitter sea is boundless, and the shore is the back.

These eight words are the most common words he recites.

But there are some things that can't be turned back at all.

He would rather have the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha and spend his whole life, but he is only willing.

He would rather just be Mingyi, a monk in Yuming Temple, who uses Buddhism to cross people, but he can't even cross himself.

He can't beat the sky.

Ascension is okay.

Mingyi is looking forward to the day when he will be over.

But even if he is really dead, the strife in this world will not stop, but there is another Mingyi.

Looking around the wooden house where he has lived for many years, every grass and flower in front of the house was planted by his own hands, and he accompanied him for many springs and autumns, many winters and summers.

Isn't it time to leave?

General Wu'an's Mansion.

Xue Zhi squinted, raised his eyebrows, and stared at the thin piece of gold leaf in his hand.

This action lasted for a cup of tea.

"Dad, do you see anything?" Xue Ping really couldn't stand his silence, this was the third time he had asked.

Xue Tian looked at his father's white eyes and pulled Xue Ping.

Do you still need to ask? Obviously I didn't see it!

"Dad, why don't you invite grandma to come and have a look? She is an old man who is well-informed, and she can't say she knows. ”

Xue Ping looked at his father's white eyes and pulled Xue Tian.

Old Madam Xue still came.

After carefully examining the gold leaf, he didn't speak, but picked up a pen and wrote a letter.

"Ping'er, let Yue'er find someone to give to Han Qihuai."

Xue Tian was a little confused, and now he suspected that Ming Yi was Da Liang's spy, why did he send the letter to Da Zheng's old prince?

Moreover, let Ling Yue find someone to send it.

Old Madam Xue's wrinkled eyelids lifted slightly, and she glanced at him.

Han Qihuai knows a lot about Da Zheng's people and things, and asked him if he was right. As for letting Yue'er arrange to deliver the letter, it is because Ming'er's cronies who stay in the capital will listen to her instructions, so as not to let the letter fall into the hands of others and cause unnecessary trouble. ”

If it's a real problem, it's a big problem.

The old lady of the Great Zhou General's Mansion has a deep personal relationship with the old prince of the Great Zhengnan Palace, and no matter how bright and frank she is, she is also suspected of collaborating with the enemy.

Xue Tian was dissatisfied: "But Yue'er has already broken off with Han Ming, grandma, didn't you let them break the thread by doing this?" ”

My brother couldn't help laughing, and he didn't bother to hide his disgust.

"Tian'er, don't worry about Han Ming. You haven't seen it for so long? Yue'er likes Ah Yun! You, An An, be your brother, stop being delusional and asking for hardships. ”

"Big brother, you're talking too meanly! How do you call it wishful thinking? ”

Xue Ping patted him on the shoulder, smiled and sighed, and sent the letter.

Old Madam Xue and Xue Zhi also patted him on the shoulder and cast sympathetic glances.

The next day, Ling Yue put Mrs. Xue's letter with the one she had given to Han Ming, put an envelope on the outside, and then went to the Dazheng Post House.

"Is Hu Bao here?"

The people in the post house knew her and invited her to the main hall for tea, and after a while, Hu Bao trotted in.

"Miss Ling, why are you here?"

Ling Yue sent him a letter: "Hu Bao, I want to trouble you to give this to the prince. ”

"Letter?" Hu Bao took it, "I'll arrange it right away!" ”

"Can you deliver it yourself?" Although this request was a bit abrupt, she did not dare to take a single risk.

Hu Bao thought about it for a while and readily agreed.

"I'll pack up and go."

As soon as I arrived at the door, I turned back again.

"Miss Ling, two days ago, my people found the figure of the man in blue again."

Ling Yue was overjoyed: "Where did you meet it?" ”

Could it be Yuming Temple?

If it is true, Mingyi's suspicion is great!

Hu Bao said: "Outside General Weiyuan's mansion." ”

Ling Yue's joy turned into consternation. The complexity of the development of events was far beyond the original book, and the only thing she hoped for was that what she remembered would follow the plot, otherwise the book would be too lonely.

It seems that in order to fulfill her previous regrets, she specially sent a handsome little Langjun to her.

Da Zheng Nan Wangfu.

Ning Yao took the dusty Hu Bao to the study.

Han Ming was obviously stunned when he saw Hu Bao, and he was even more puzzled when he heard that the letter was delivered.

"Why don't you send someone to send it?"

"Miss Ling asked her subordinates to deliver it personally, I think it's an important letter."

Hearing this, Han Ming hurriedly opened the envelope, and another envelope fell inside, which read "Han Qihuai Qinqi".

He knew who wrote it.

opened Ling Yue's letter and read it carefully, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She finally made her mind clear.

Ah Yun, sure enough, it's Ah Yun, it's really him she likes!

looks handsome, works hard and enterprising, and has a deep affection for her, and it is not a big problem to be a brother-in-law.

But that kid's emotions are too intense, so he has to have a good fight!

"Shizi, my subordinates found out that Liang's spies had entered General Weiyuan's mansion, and I also told Miss Ling about it."

"Send someone to keep an eye on it!"

Knowing that he doesn't have the ability to arrest people, it's still okay to stare at it.

Maybe I'm going to go to Da Zhou again.

Han Ming put away Ling Yue's letter and rode his horse straight to the palace.

I saw Han Qihuai in the imperial study, and was pointing at Han Xu's nose and scolding.

The king of a country was scolded by him so much that he was bloody, like a grandson!

No, grandchildren are treated better than him.

Han Xu saw that Han Ming had seen a savior, and "brother" and "brother" shouted very sweetly.

Han Ming couldn't help but laugh: "Grandpa, there is your letter." ”

Han Qihuai's white eyebrows raised, who has such a big face to let his grandson deliver the letter in person?

The raised eyebrows suddenly raised, "Is it your aunt's letter?" ”

After receiving an affirmative reply, he didn't care about Han Xu, took the letter and strode away.

Wanruo's letter can't be read in such an angry place, he wants to go back to the house and read it calmly, word by word!

Han Ming was just about to leave, but was dragged by Han Xu, looking curious.

"Brother, who is my aunt?"

Han Ming said with a smile: "My aunt is my grandfather's godsister, and she saved my grandfather's life when she was young. ”

Han Xu had gossip in his eyes, and his tone was cheerful: "Godsister? It's the woman that grandpa can't ask for, right? I once heard my mother say that my grandmother was not the person my grandfather liked, but a marriage ordered by my parents."

Before he finished speaking, he only heard an angry and helpless middle-aged woman's voice: "Xu'er, when did this palace say it?" ”

"Mother, you said it last month."

The graceful and elegant Empress Dowager Zheng was even more speechless for this son who had not achieved enough things and had more than enough failures.

"Ming'er, don't listen to his nonsense, how can this palace be disrespectful to the old prince?"

Han Ming saluted respectfully and said with a smile: "The minister believes in the Queen Mother. I think the emperor remembered it wrongly. There was still something in the palace, so the minister retired first. ”

(End of chapter)