This is going to Tongzhou, Fu Jiao also has to go to Fu's house to bring Yan Ji with her.

Before entering the Yurong Courtyard, I heard the sound of the silk and bamboo orchestra babbling from the courtyard next door. For a while, she couldn't tell which courtyard it was coming from, so Fu Jiao asked Chunxing, who was guarding at the gate of Yurong Courtyard, "Who is doing what happy event?" ”

Chunxing hadn't seen Fu Jiao for a long time, and she didn't dare to ask her whereabouts, so she had to answer honestly: "Miss Yusi, it's Madame She feels that the house has been lifeless recently, so she invited Zhou Fangjun, the pillar of the Chunxi class, to sing a few plays, so that everyone is lively and lively." ”

Fu Jiao has been in the capital for so long, and she is full of the name of the Chunxi class.

The pillar Zhou Fangjun is also a well-known figure, how many dignitaries and dignitaries can't invite him to sing, Xie's little Mrs. Eighthin Supervisor, but she can invite this famous actress every once in a while, and she has some ability.

"Madame is in a good mood."

Fu Jiao sighed leisurely, her tone was more mocking than mocking, "Aunt Lu's bones are not cold, Aunt Chen is crazy, she is still in the mood to listen to the play." ”

Forgive Fu Jiao for not wanting to call Xie "mother" and Fu Zhenqing "father" after learning her true life experience. What was originally a false title is no longer necessary to maintain a semblance of harmony.

When she returns from Tongzhou, the so-called father-daughter relationship will be reduced to ashes.

Fu Jiao ridiculed Xie so bluntly, Chunxing was terrified when he heard it. Fortunately, she didn't have Qiuyue's twisting thoughts, she only lowered her head, cowering and didn't dare to answer.

Chunxing and Qiuyue, the two maids, Fu Jiao, don't trust anyone.

But the former at least has a better attitude than the latter.

Thinking of this, Fu Jiao deliberately asked Chunxing: "By the way, why don't you see that girl in Qiuyue?" ”

Chunxing hurriedly replied: "Fourth Miss, you don't know, Qiuyue has been sick recently. Or just a little better, her mother is sick again, and she has already taken leave from her wife. As for when to come back...... I don't know yet. ”

"It doesn't matter if you come back or not."

Fu Jiao smiled wickedly.

Last time, she made a bad move, so that Qiuyue continued to have bad luck, and now it seems that Qiuyue is in trouble.

As for Chunxing, Fu Jiao planned to let her go.

"I'm going to be out of the house for a few days and I'm going to come back and pack my things. In the few days I'm away, I don't have to go into the house to clean. ”

"Yes."

Chunxing bowed his head in response.

After Fu Jiao explained this, she went into the courtyard to put Yan Ji into a porcelain plate, brought a pair of clothes that were easy to change and wash, and left Fu's house to find Zhao Hao and leave Beijing with him.

Chunxing saw Fu Jiao leaving with her baggage, and her heart was strange. Sure that Fu Jiao would not return to Yurong Courtyard, Chunxing went to report to the Xie family.

The Xie family arranged Chunxing Qiuyue by Fu Jiao's side in order to spy on Fu Jiao's every move.

Although Chunxing's mind is not bad, he must follow the instructions of his master's family. No matter how powerful Fu Jiao is, this is the Fu family after all, and Fu Zhenqing and the Xie family have the final say.

Parvis.

On the stage, Zhou Fangjun played Zhu Yingtai and said goodbye to his Liang Shanbo with tears.

Under the stage, Xie Shi was engrossed in watching it, and when he reached the emotional place, the corners of his eyes were filled with crystal tears.

In the past, the Chunxi class sang operas, and Aunt Chen, Aunt Lu and others were there. Time has passed, and only the Xie family is left. At this moment, Fu Yan, who was waiting outside, hurriedly walked over, and whispered beside Xie Shi: "Mother, that stinky girl Fu Jiao is leaving the capital." ”

Xie wiped the tears from his eyes, his eyes were calm, and he couldn't see any waves.

"Leaving Beijing? Where to? ”

"I don't know. Chunxing from the Yurong Courtyard came to report and said that she was carrying a burden, and she must have gone far away. After Fu Yan finished speaking, she couldn't hold back her nervousness, "Mother, do you want me to send someone to follow you?" See where Fu Jiao wants to go?! ”

Xie closed his eyes tiredly, seemingly closing his eyes to recuperate.

She said, "Forget it, let's listen to the play." ”

Fu Yan was about to die, stomped her feet, and said in an anxious tone, "Mother! Fu Jiao doesn't know what bad things she wants to do, you still have the leisure to listen to the drama here! ”

"Shut up."

Xie Shi glared at Fu Yan fiercely.

"When things happen, be at peace. What's the use of you being in a hurry? Trace? You think easy! In case you are discovered by Fu Jiao, do you still want to survive from Princess Zhaofu? ”

"Mother's ......"

"Say no more!" Xie Shi has been exhausted recently because of Fu Jiao, "If you want to listen to the play, you will listen to the play, and if you don't listen to the play, you will go out!" ”

Fu Yan was indignant but had no choice.

She glared at the stage unhappily, only to see that Zhou Fangjun was acting in the most touching and regrettable plot of "Liang Zhu", and the two of them both died and turned into butterflies and flew away. I don't know if it's her delusion, but Zhou Fangjun's heavily inked face actually looked at her, affectionate, and she couldn't tell whether she was looking at the wrong person or being too deep in the play.

Fu Yan was annoyed by these dramas, and secretly cursed, "The inferior ninth-rate servants of Israel." He rolled his eyes and turned away.

*

Yan Ji and Zhao Hao met, and the two naturally talked about you and me.

Although Zhao Hao didn't want to admit it, the relationship between him and Yan Ji was really much better than before.

Fu Jiao looked at them talking and laughing, but her heart was extremely melancholy.

After getting along for so long, she has feelings for one person and one ghost. is friends with Zhao Hao, and Yan Ji is also a friend, one has more words and one has less words, but the weight in his heart is the same.

Presumably Yan Ji didn't ask Zhao Hao all the time if she was willing to die with her, right?

Yan Ji has committed a lot of murders, Fu Jiao wants to help her get rid of her guilt in Yinsi, to be honest, Fu Jiao herself is not sure. Unless she becomes the first Xuanshi earlier and communicates with the divine envoy, maybe the Yin Si Yamen can see it for her first Xuanshi's sake and give some face, so that Yan Ji will not suffer so much and be reincarnated smoothly.

Fu Jiao didn't dare to say this to Zhao Haoyan Ji Ming now, sometimes it is a good thing to live in a daze.

The capital is not far from Tongzhou.

Zhao Hao invited two guards to drive, one was pretending, and the other was to make people with evil thoughts jealous. There are geese around, and no one can hurt them.

After a day and a night of travel, I finally arrived at Baoyun Temple before the sun set the next day.

Baoyun Temple is in the Northern Qi Mountain in Tongzhou.

The North Qi Mountain is not high, climb up the stone steps from the foot of the mountain for an hour, you can see the three big characters of "Baoyun Temple" hanging on the gate with black characters on the plaque.

After all, the temple has the meaning of Buddha.

Fu Jiao asked Yan Ji to return to the porcelain plate, wrapped it in a talisman, and put it in Zhao Hao's arms.

The construction of Baoyun Temple is simple and low-key. In the twilight of the sunset, the small temple on the top of the hill looks quiet and solemn.

There is no monk at the door.

The door was open, and there was no need to pass it on, so Fu Jiao and Zhao Hao walked in.

A fragrance lingers in the temple.

It is the smell of agarwood and Zen incense, which makes people's hearts calm suddenly. In the distance, there is the sound of tapping wooden fish, ethereal and distant. Following the sound of the wooden fish, Fu Jiao came to the meditation room where the monks did their evening classes.

A small monk stood outside the door of the meditation room.

When he saw Fu Jiao and Zhao Hao, two strangers, he was so shocked that his jaw was about to drop, and he asked sharply: "Who are you?" How did you come here?! ”