Huaifeng Marquis Mansion

Fang Xiaohouye's courtyard was also depressed at this time, and he even walked lightly, and the servant didn't know why Xiao Hou Ye was angry at first, but when he thought of Lin Gongzi, who had a close relationship with Xiao Hou Ye some time ago, he felt that he understood again-I'm afraid that he was angry because he made such a friend by mistake.

I don't know, Fang Xiaohou Ye was in his study at this time, sitting on a chair, looking at the information he had just handed over, his whole body trembled slightly, and his heart was horrified, making him almost unable to sit still.

This information was that he learned about Lin Yuqing and immediately asked people to investigate.

What was originally handed to him was only information about Lin Yuqing's control of the Yunfeng Chamber of Commerce, although it was just a trivial matter, but this matter directly made Fang Xiaohou Ye overturn his previous perception of Lin Yuqing and continue to order someone to investigate Lin Yuqing.

He originally thought that Lin Yuqing was just an elegant son and was not very keen on politics, so he became the proton pushed by Lin Guo to Da Zheng back then.

As a member of Da Zheng's magnates, he has some secret work, from taking over the work of staring at Lin Yuqing, to later thinking that this person is not bad, and he can make friends, but it is only a few years.

After all, no one takes the sporadic shop fleet seriously - it is not easy to live in the capital, who doesn't have some oil and water?

Now, the few pieces of information in front of him, connecting many inconspicuous strongholds, were like a slap in the face.

Cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"I didn't expect that Lin Yuqing had something to do with the former prince. ”

In the final analysis, Lin Yuqing is too good at disguise.

Thinking of the reason why this incident was exposed, it has been found out that it was due to Su Ziji's action.

Fang Xiaohou really felt that he was holding a hot potato in his hand, and it was not good to do anything.

can ignore it like this, and afterwards, I am afraid that not only will I not be able to get benefits from the emperor, but my friendship with Lin Yuqing will also make Su Ziji misunderstand.

After wandering in the study for a while, he also ordered: "Prepare the car, go to Peach Blossom Lane!"

Kiyoonji

The ancient trees are verdant, the eaves are dripping with water, because the recent events in the capital have become more and more intense, it has reached the level that everyone is afraid of the eunuchs' daughters, and there are many fewer women who come to the incense.

The ancient temple, which was originally quiet, is now under the baptism of spring rain, so quiet that you can only hear the sound of the wind, the rain and the occasional bell.

It is said that it is a rainy day, and it is a day to stay guests, and the same is true here in Bianxuan.

As the façade of Qingyuan Temple, he has always made a wide range of friends.

Although because of Lin Yuqing's matter, I am afraid that no official eunuchs will bring people to the temple recently, but the male guest took the initiative to come to the door, and he was also a friend of Xuan Xuan.

As soon as he arrived, he was let into the tea room by Bianxuan, and the two talked in a low voice, but they didn't know what they were talking about, and they kept talking about the sound of the rain from loud to small.

The fragrance of tea was still there, and after talking, two more games of chess were played, and the rain outside the house became dripping.

The person who came said goodbye with a smile, and Bianxuan sent him out.

The two of them each held an oil-paper umbrella, and in a quiet atmosphere, they walked slowly from the Qingyuan Temple to the gate of the temple, during which no one spoke again.

What needs to be said has just been said.

Under the drizzle, the people under the umbrella smiled at Bianxuan, and then drifted away.

But Bianxuan stood at the gate of the temple and did not move for a long time.

The breeze was blowing obliquely, and the drizzle was blowing, and he just raised the umbrella slightly, looking at the spring rain in the air, a little distracted.

The handsome and extraordinary face, the expression is light, compared with the warm spring breeze in the past, like a different person, but this cold and lonely posture makes people feel more distant, as if it is just a mistake and is about to go with the wind.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and he didn't move until a timid "uncle" sounded.

Only then did Bianxuan turn around and look at the person who came—a little monk who looked like a tiger.

"Uncle Shi, it turns out that you are here, and I have something to report to you. The little monk first bowed to Xuan Xuan, and then spoke: "General Wen's Mansion just sent someone to say that it was ...... Yes, the puja that invited you to go and remove the anger of the dead has been cancelled for the time being. ”

As he spoke, he secretly looked at Xuan Xuan.

After all, this is the first time that this temporary cancellation of the puja under the pretext of a rainy day has happened to the famous Xuan Xuan in the capital, and everyone can see that this is just an excuse.

As a hot monk, if you want to invite Xuan Xuan to participate in the puja, you always have to invite it many days in advance, otherwise it is likely that something will happen temporarily.

The Wen family is a general's mansion, because they want to be vassally elegant, they have always liked to follow the trend of the capital, this family has just returned to the capital a year ago, and many times they want to integrate into the circle of the capital's elites, but they always make jokes.

No, in order to look good, he invited Bianxuan to participate in the blessing ceremony held by the Wen family for the elderly in two months.

It's just a light rain now, and the first day is tomorrow, not today, but he suddenly sent someone to say that it was canceled, which can really be regarded as a direct slap in the face.

This excuse is really distracting.

Bianxuan was not angry, but only fell into deep thought.

Just now, he sent his friend away, and what he said in the tea room can be described as thunderous in his ears.

At the moment, it is reverberating.

"Debate Xuan, your thoughts, in fact, I also have some understanding, for the sake of promoting the Brahmandharma, although I will not regret it. ”

"It's just that now that Lin Yuqing's matter has happened, everyone respects the young and romantic people, and everyone respects it, and your road is obviously impassable, but this is not necessarily a bad thing for you. ”

"Originally, I looked at your appearance, although you have the merits of Hongfan, but you can't avoid the punishment of beheading, but now this appearance has faded by half, and there is no worry about your life. ”

Thinking about it at this time, Bianxuan didn't know what was churning in his heart.

In terms of appearance, he is far inferior to this friend, and he also believes this person's words.

Since my friend said so, it shows that this is true, if it is not Lin Yuqing's incident, his final result may be that he will inevitably be beheaded.

At the same time, since friends say that this road is impossible, it must not be empty persuasion, but indeed impossible.

"First with the desire to seduce, and then with the order into the wisdom of the fan!" Bianxuan touched his face with a wry smile, this skin is indeed handsome.

"Alas...... Let people prepare the ox cart, and I will visit Su Huiyuan. Thinking of his friend's hint, Bianxuan retracted his thoughts, raised his eyes to the little monk who was peeking at him, and startled the little monk At the same time, Bianxuan said lightly.

"Yes!" the little monk immediately responded and ran away.

Such a naïve and cute attitude made Xuan Xuan, who was not in a good mood, shake his head slightly, and slowly showed a smile.

Because Bianxuan often went out, the ox cart hardly took time, and it was not very far from Qingyuan Temple to Peach Blossom Lane.

"Just wait for me outside. Because the alley was narrow, the ox cart could not enter, so Bianxuan got out of the alley, gave a word to the charioteer, and walked inside.

There have been some puddles on the ground, and Xuan Xuan does not bow his head, and he can avoid them accurately, wearing a coarse cloth robe, walking from the rain and mist, just like the people in the painting, with a breath of dust.

But this dusty breath changed a little when I suddenly heard the sound of the piano coming from the depths of the alley.