Aunt Li said: "You are a girl's family, you can go to the town in the future, you can find me to go with you, and you have an aunt and a companion." ”

"After all, monks can kill people, it's not peaceful."

The former sentence was irrelevant, and the latter sentence attracted Ming Yan's attention, turned his head, frowned lightly and asked, "The monk kills people?" Kill whom? ”

"You don't know, it's the famous monk of Longhua Temple in the capital, who is actually an assassin, to assassinate the current saint, no, it is set to be beheaded in public on February 2nd, alas, you say that your family has a deep hatred with the emperor, you have to be like this, a good monk is not appropriate, you have to pay for your own life."

It was Uncle Li Zhuangnian who spoke, and there was regret in his tone.

Coach Chen is not young, wrinkles crawled all over his face, and he also began to chatter: "No, I heard that the torture was also used, and I can't ask anything, our Taiping Town is so far away from Yangzhou City, and the news has been transmitted, which can be seen to be a rare thing." ”

The ox cart drove unhurriedly towards Taiping Town.

The sun rises in the east, shining on the country road, and the blue sky is filled with a faint orange.

The orange morning light shone on Ming Yan's nervous face: "Uncle Chen, do you know what the monk's name is?" ”

At the same time, I pray in my heart: Bless must not be Master Zhichen, bless must not be Master Zhichen, bless ......

However, it always backfires.

Chen Chefu has not yet spoken.

Uncle Li, who knew the situation, replied first: "I heard that it is a monk named Zhichen, and it is rumored that he looks like a jade tree in the wind, and he is a handsome monk, but it fell into the hands of Shen Xiang of the current dynasty, so it is not broken." "He has read for a few years, and although he is now a farmer, he speaks with a sense of literary crepe.

The veiled woman's hand resting on the armrest of the ox cart shook slightly, and after this shaking, she could no longer hold it back, and kept shaking gently.

The others in the car were unaware of her vision.

Her face was not good, and she said in a trembling voice: "Uncle Li, did you hear it right?" Are you sure it's a monk named Zhichen? On February 2nd, he asked in Yangzhou City? ”

was questioned, Li Zhuangnian's expression was full of excitement: "Yes, uncle can still lie to you, you don't believe it, wait until you go down to Taiping Town, ask around by yourself, Shen Xiangye of the dynasty personally supervises it, listen to the third child in the town, many people will go to watch that day, most of them are also going to bet on Shen Xiangye's true appearance, after all, we ordinary people, rarely see such a big official once." ”

Ming Yan's hands trembled violently, and she forced a smile: "No, I don't want to ask, I don't mean anything else." ”

After that, he didn't speak, but listened to the chatter of the uncle and aunt's family.

After a pillar of incense.

The first thing Ming Yan did when she arrived in the town was to inquire about Master Zhichen.

The more you inquire, the cooler your heart becomes......

Originally, there was hope, but what the farmer said may have been wrong. However, in the huge town, he only inquired a little, and said to Lang Lang that some people were still betting on Shen Xiangye's true appearance, and asked to go to watch together......

One person and two people may be misinformation, but the mouth of the shimmering crowd must be eight or nine and ten.

Usually when she comes to the town, she will go shopping for a while, buy a lot of things, today, she hurriedly bought oil and salt, and a pound of pork, and waited for Uncle Li and Aunt Li under the tree where she gathered early.

Ming Yan returned to her residence in Xinghua Village in an ox cart, and sat on the bed in a haunted manner, without expression, even Ye Zhi called at her several times, but she didn't hear it.

"Ming Yan, what's wrong with you? Go to a town and come back like this, isn't it evil? ”

(End of chapter)