Seeing that Xu Yi was relieved, Lin Yunyan was a lot relieved.

Turning her eyes to look at Liu Huan, she smiled lightly: "I also have to worry about Sister Wan changing her residence, not like Mrs., Sister Wan is not familiar with the Guogong Mansion."

Liu Wan pursed her lower lip.

For a while, there was only one thought in my mind: the county lord looked so good when he smiled.

From childhood to adulthood, Liu Huan has not seen many beauties, but there is no one in the family who does not stand out, she has watched it for so many years, looking at other people outside, and rarely admires her appearance.

Only the county lord, she couldn't help but look at it several times when she saw it once she looked back.

The county lord not only has good facial features, but she also has an indescribable feeling on her body, which makes people involuntarily want to be close.

This spontaneous goodwill is firmly engraved in Liu Huan's heart.

The reason for this, Liu Huan has seriously thought about it, probably because of "patience".

The county lord is good at listening, and he is also good at telling.

may be as the county lord said, there are many people in the family, and she has been with the queen mother for many years, and she is very good at listening and speaking.

People are willing to talk to her, and people are willing to listen to her advice.

It's a skill.

Liu Huan herself doesn't have that kind of ability, so she is particularly envious and admired.

At the same time, I like it even more.

When a family gets along, they should communicate more with each other.

The eldest brother looked cold and indifferent, and it was not easy to get along with, but in fact, judging from the previous night in the Guogong Mansion, he was also willing to listen patiently to his mother and her, and he would also talk to them one by one and in detail.

On the contrary, it was the elder brother, who looked enthusiastic, but actually lacked some patience with his mother.

The mother's words explained, the left ear went in, the right ear went out, and what he said himself was just to deal with.

Not to mention Zheng Liu's difficult temperament.

In such a comparison, Liu Huan's heart is much more stable.

There shouldn't be any difficulty in getting along with the eldest brother and the county lord.

"Sister Wan?"

Hearing the county lord call again, Liu Huan suddenly came back to her senses and let out a low "ah".

Lin Yunyan didn't care about her distraction, and still smiled: "It's hard for you to adapt to the Guogong Mansion."

"It's not hard," Liu Huan subconsciously took this sentence, "Although I didn't go there many times before, it was also my grandfather's house, and it was the place where my mother lived a small life, so I should be able to adapt to it quickly."

Lin Yunyan just wanted to get this sentence.

Hearing what Liu Wan said, she said to Xu Yi again: "Look, Sister Wan said so."

Liu Huan understood at this time.

His own opinion is so frivolous, and it is also a bargain for the county lord to persuade his mother.

The county lord used his own way to increase the chips little by little, so heavy that he could move his mother.

Xu Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

At this point, if she hesitated more, it would hurt the children's hearts.

She asked, "Is Mrs. Quanfu decided?"

"It's decided," Lin Yunyan said, "I heard from my grandmother that I would invite Mrs. Enrongbo to come when the time comes."

That was the sister-in-law of the former queen.

Enrong Bo Mansion and Chengyi Bo Mansion live next to each other, Lin Yunyan used to go to the next door and walk around, and she was also familiar with Mrs. Bo.

Of course, Xu Yi has no opinion.

There's a lot to be said here.

At noon, Mama Xia went to get the meal, and a few people used it in the guest room.

After eating, Xu Yi cheered up: "I plan to live in the Guogong Mansion, let's go back and tidy up first, so many things have to be cleaned up."

Lin Yunyan said, "Madam first, I still want to go around the temple."

Farewell to the hatchback.

Lin Yunyan took Bang Yue to the direction of the apse.

At this time, there were not many pilgrims in the temple, and the two walked for a while without meeting a few people.

"County Lord," Bang Yue's voice was very low, "It's been almost a year since that monk left here, and at that time, Shuntian Mansion didn't come to the temple to inquire about him in order to investigate him.

I didn't find a clue at that time, but if you look for it now, can you find it?"

Lin Yunyan smiled, "Who knows."

She really wasn't sure.

Recently, Xu Jian has a lot of things, and Lin Yunyan hasn't discussed with him for a while, so she only asked Chen Gui to help deliver a few words in the middle.

However, since the golden note pointed to the King of Jin, he had to continue to pull something out.

Otherwise, two gold bricks and one gold paper would have to be harvested now......

Not enough money is made in this transaction.

After thinking about it, her intuition told Lin Yunyan that there might be some details in Guangde Temple.

There are dozens of large and small temples in Beijing, and there are a few of them as prosperous as Guangde Temple.

The two walked all the way to the monk's quarters.

Seeing the pilgrims visiting, some monks performed Buddhist rituals.

Lin Yunyan said, "I want to visit the abbot."

The monk glanced at Lin Yunyan a few times.

Buddhism has the rules of Buddhism, but Guangde Temple is located in the bustling city of Beijing, so it is inevitable that it will also be affected by some secular influences.

The monk didn't recognize Lin Yunyan, but he also recognized this piece of clothing, which looked very expensive and his demeanor was also noble, which showed that his identity was not ordinary.

"Donor, wait."

Lin Yunyan waited for a long time.

Abbot Mingjue came out of the house and led her to the small Buddha hall in front of her.

The old abbot was old and in good spirits, but his stride was not as long as that of the young man, and he walked for a long time with his staff in hand.

"Let the donor see it," he said, inviting Lin Yunyan to take a seat, "There is only coarse tea in the temple."

The doors and windows of the Buddhist hall are open, and it has not rained today, and the wind blows in with the warmth of early summer.

Lin Yunyan took a sip of tea and said, "I want to add some merit to Guangde Temple."

Abbot Mingjue said, "If you add merit, there is a monk in the merit hall in front of you who is in charge of it."

"I know," Lin Yunyan said, "If it's just some incense money, I won't come to disturb the abbot, I want to add more."

Speaking of which, Lin Yunyan reported to her home.

The abbot respectfully called out "Lord of the County".

"I don't know if the master has heard of it," Lin Yunyan said unhurriedly, "My mother was killed in Dingguo Temple, and the fire burned down the apse and guest rooms.

The abbot said, "I've heard of it."

In order to commemorate the former queen, Dingguo Temple has not received pilgrims since then, and only relies on royal offerings, and the Buddha continues to sound every day.

"My mother also has an offering there, but the Dingguo Temple is far away, so it is inconvenient for me to go there often," Lin Yunyan said, "I will let go of Xiaoding in a while, and I will be out of the cabinet this year or next year, and I miss my mother more and more recently, so I am looking for a temple in Beijing to add more offerings for her."

The abbot understood.

This kind of offering, the donation is very large, of course, it is not just a random writing in the hall of merit.

"The county lord wants to build a tower, a monument, or a beam?" The abbot asked.

"Mother is kind, I want to ......" Lin Yunyan paused, as if she was considering how to speak, "I heard that in larger temples, in addition to keeping incense for expenses, it will also fund the school and good hall next to it, I want to ask the abbot, is the same for Guangde Temple?"

"That's true," the abbot bowed, "but most of the benevolent halls funded by Guangde Temple are in other state capitals. There are many good-hearted nobles in Beijing, so the Shantang in the Gyeonggi area is not badly run, unlike other places, especially in the poorer areas, Shantang is stretched thin and difficult to maintain."

"Then it's really good to support them," Lin Yunyan nodded thoughtfully, "I don't know if I can refer to the list of grants, I can also refer to them more."

The abbot hesitated: "This ......."

Lin Yunyan asked, "Does the abbot not believe me?"

Abbot Mingjue shook his head.

All over the capital know that the sincerity of the Bofu is kind and sincere, and the body is upright, and it is one of the best.

The county lord has such a noble status, but he has no pampered name, and everything happens

It's justified.

How could such a well-known Bofu and a well-known county lord come indiscriminately after reading the list?

Even if the offering cannot be finalized, there will be no incident.

Thinking so, the abbot summoned a little novice and asked him to go and get the papers.

Guangde Temple has been open for many years, the incense is prosperous, and the list of schools and good halls that have been funded is piled up together and is a finger high.

Lin Yunyan turned very patiently.

Tiannan Haibei has a wide geographical span.

If it is untargeted, it is difficult to find clues from it.

But Lin Yunyan came prepared.

In the past, Jing Dafeng built five good halls in the south of the Yangtze River.

Jing Dashan hurried to the capital after being down, and finally delivered a message to Xu Jian.

There was a big problem with Shantang's account.

It is said that Jing Dafeng only paid for the construction, and the subsequent things had nothing to do with him, but Yongjia had a big fork in the eighteenth year.

The floods in the south of the Yangtze River have made people's livelihood difficult.

On the surface, it was the "disaster victims" who rushed into Jing Dafang's granary and mansion, robbing and grabbing, killing people and setting fires, if it weren't for Jing Dafang's cleverness, he might not have had a chance to escape to the capital, but the inside story is that the number of people affected by the disaster has increased, and the benevolent halls can't take care of it.

After the disaster, it was already difficult, not to mention Jing Dafeng himself, even the yamen couldn't take care of the ins and outs of Chashantang.

It's just that Jing Dafang's suspicion was not hidden from someone who cares, and the other party seemed to be aware that he was doing things for Xu Jian, so he simply used the "disaster victims" to deal with Jing Dafang.

When Jing Dafeng arrived in the capital, it was already the end of the crossbow.

After that, Xu Jian and Lin Yunyan followed the news delivered by Jing Dafang, and successively checked some good halls, and found people related to the five good halls.

One of them is Changyun Hall in Jinzhong.

It was there that Lin Yunyan met the nurse of Li Mi's son.

Whether that child is Li Mi's blood or not, only relying on a few words from Wang Liuliu, it is impossible to say at the moment, but the nurse is the nurse, Lin Yunyan saw it with her own eyes.

The nurse was already mad, broke free from the rope and rushed out, and was caught back.

Lin Yunyan saw things quickly, and focused on a few good halls that she had an impression of, and sure enough, the five in Jiangnan and Changyun Hall in Jinzhong appeared one after another.

"It's really funded a lot, and there are all over the place," Lin Yunyan said, "The world is too big, and there are many places above, I can't figure out where they are."

Hearing her sigh like this, the abbot also laughed.

is calm and knows the rules, and the county lord is just a young girl, with her innocence and liveliness.

"The poor monk traveled to many places when he was young," the abbot said, "These state capitals have been visited a lot one after another, but they have not traveled all of them, and now they can't walk."

"What about these good churches?" Lin Yunyan pretended to be curious, "How does the temple know about their condition?"

"The poor monks can't walk, but there are other disciples in the temple who can," the abbot said, "Every year, more than a dozen disciples travel everywhere and bring back what they have seen and heard, and the good halls and schools they have visited will be recorded one by one."

"So that's the case," Lin Yunyan said this, her smile narrowed, and her tone became much more solemn, "I don't know if that Daoheng monk has ever chosen a good hall for Guangde Temple?"

Abbot Mingjue's smile was also stiff.

Dao Heng has been in Guangde Temple for 12 years, and he left a letter for no reason last year.

It wasn't until Shuntianfu came to the door that Mingjue knew that the person's identity was not ordinary.

Dao Heng was actually involved in the matter of the abolished prince Li Mi.

The temples in Beijing, more or less, are inevitably related to some powerful people, but most of the time, this relationship is just a personal relationship, or add more sesame oil, and no temple will be dizzy to participate in the battle for imperial power.

Even if it is a royal temple, it only recognizes one "emperor" and does not dare to have any bias.

And Dao Heng almost took the entire Guangde Temple

It's all harmed.

Fortunately, Shuntianfu has no side harvest in the temple.

"Lord of the County," the abbot asked, "how can you ask Dao Heng?" He has left, and his private affairs have nothing to do with the temple."

Lin Yunyan said: "Back then, it was difficult to rescue from the fire in Dingguo Temple, only because the guards and warrior monks went down the mountain to rescue the town, and behind the attack on the town was to bring up the bandits as a top priority.

I don't know who is behind those bandits, but I do know that Li Mi is the one who steals the most credit among the bandits.

Since Duff & Phelps is related to Li Mi, I am not willing to add the merits I donated to the Shantang School selected by Duff & Phelps."

Abbot Mingjue sighed.

He could understand the state of mind behind the county lord's words.

It is normal for the county lord to have such an opinion.

"Dao Heng has been in the temple for 12 years, if the poor monk is not mistaken, he has been out since the third year, until the eighth year and nine years, he rarely goes out, and since then he has been in charge of sprinkling and sweeping in the temple," the abbot said, "The county lord suddenly asked, and the poor monk couldn't remember which ones he chose. Since the county lord cares about this matter, the poor monk will let the others sort it out."

Lin Yunyan bowed her head and said, "Then I'll bother the abbot master, I'll come back to the temple in a few days."

After saying that, Lin Yunyan got up and said goodbye.

Walking all the way to the front hall, Bang Yue asked curiously and softly, "Why did you ask about Shantang?"

"Grandpa Guo asked me to ask." Lin Yunyan coped.

Bang Yue nodded, since it was what Grandpa Guo wanted to ask, there must be a reason for him.

The two continued walking.

The little maid patted her head: "You haven't been to Taohezhai for a while, and the slave maid was also listening to the words when Chen Dongjia brought the words, why don't you remember such a thing?"

Lin Yunyan burst out laughing.

Because she knew what Xu Jian was checking roughly, and she also knew what information Xu Jian might be missing.

Many clues are too inconspicuous, even if they are piled up in front of them, they can't see any clues, only a little push, a little bit of pondering, and brushing off the dust on the top can reveal their true appearance.

As for whether these patterns can be strung together, it depends on whether the rope is found or not.

Now, she and Xu Jian are both looking for it.

"Then we'll go to Peach Hole Zhai now." Lin Yunyan said.