fake prince

Chapter 363
Huaifenghou Mansion
The atmosphere in Young Master Fang's courtyard was also oppressive at this time, and he even walked lightly. At first, the servant didn't know why the Young Master was angry, but when he thought of Mr. Lin who had a close relationship with the Young Master some time ago, he felt that he understood. It's—I'm afraid I'm angry because I made such a friend by mistake.

I don't know, Young Master Fang is sitting on a chair in his study at this time, looking at the information just handed over, his whole body trembles slightly, his heart is horrified, which makes him almost unable to sit still.

This information came after he learned about Lin Yuqing and immediately sent someone to investigate.

What was first handed to him was information about Lin Yuqing's control of the Yunfeng Chamber of Commerce. Although it was only a trivial matter, this incident directly caused Master Fang to overthrow his previous perception of Lin Yuqing and continue to order people to investigate Lin Yuqing. .

He originally thought that Lin Yuqing was just an elegant young man who was not very keen on politics, that's why he became Lin Guo's proton for Da Zheng back then.

As a member of Dazheng's dignitaries, and also responsible for some secret work, it was only a few years since he took over the job of watching Lin Yuqing, and later felt that he was not bad, and he could make friends with him.

After all, no one takes the sporadic fleet of shops seriously—it’s not easy to live in the capital, who doesn’t have a little oil and water?

Now, the few pieces of information in front of him connected many inconspicuous strongholds, like a slap in the face, rounded and slapped on the face.

His forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

"I never thought that Lin Yuqing had something to do with the former prince."

After all, Lin Yuqing was too good at disguising.

Thinking that the reason why the incident was exposed this time, it has been found out that Su Ziji did it.

Master Fang Xiaohou really felt that he was holding a hot potato in his hands, and no matter what he did, it would be bad.

But if he ignores it like this, afterward, not only will he not get any benefits from the emperor, but also his friendship with Lin Yuqing will also cause Su Ziji to misunderstand.

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

Qingyuan Temple

The old trees are verdant and the eaves are dripping with water. As the recent incidents in the capital have intensified, it has reached the point where the eunuchs and female families are feared by everyone, and there are many fewer female family members who come to offer incense.

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

It is said that it is a rainy day, and it is a day of staying away, and it is the same here in Bianxuan.

Bianxuan is the face of Qingyuan Temple, and has always made quite a lot of friends.

Although because of Lin Yuqing's matter, I was afraid that no officials and women would bring people to the temple recently, but a male guest came to the door on his own initiative, and he was Bianxuan's friend.

As soon as they arrived, they were let into the waiter by Bian Xuan. The two talked in a low voice, and they didn't know what they were talking about. They kept talking about the sound of the rain changing from loud to quiet.

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

The visitor left with a smile, and Bianxuan sent him out.

The two 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 should be said has been said just now.

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

Bian Xuan stood at the gate of the temple, not moving for a long time.

The breeze was blowing obliquely, and the drizzle was blowing on his face. He just raised the umbrella a little bit, and looked at the spring rain in the sky, a little lost in thought.

On the handsome and extraordinary face, the expression was calm. Compared with the warm spring breeze in the past, he seemed to be a different person, but this cold and lonely posture made people feel far away, as if it was just a mistake, and he was about to go with the wind.

There were footsteps coming from behind, but he didn't move until a timid "Uncle Master" sounded.

Only then did Bian Xuan turn around and look at the person who came - a young monk who looked like a tiger.

"Uncle Master, so you are here, and I have something to report to you." The little monk bowed to Bianxuan first, and then said, "General Wen's mansion just sent someone to say yes... yes, The ceremony that originally invited you to eliminate the hostility of the undead has been temporarily cancelled."

As he spoke, he secretly looked at Bianxuan.

After all, it was the first time that this temporary cancellation of the ceremony under the pretext of rainy weather happened to Bianxuan, who was well-known in the capital, and everyone could see that it was just an excuse.

As a popular elegant monk, if you want to invite Bianxuan to attend the Dharma meeting, you always have to invite him many days in advance, otherwise there may be something urgent.

The Wen family is a general's mansion, and because they want to be arty, they always like to follow the trend of the capital. This family just returned to the capital a year ago, and often wants to blend in with the elite circle of the capital, but it always makes jokes.

No, for the sake of looking good, Bianxuan was invited to participate in the blessing ceremony organized by the Wen family for the elderly within two months.

It's just raining lightly now, and the start date is tomorrow, not today, but suddenly sending someone to say that it's cancelled, it's really a direct slap in the face.

This excuse is really not distracting.

Bian Xuan was not angry, but just lost in thought.

Just now, when he saw off his friends, what he said in the waiter could be described as thunderous.

At the moment, while reverberating.

"Bianxuan, I actually understand what you think. For the sake of promoting the Buddhist Dharma, even if you die, you will not regret it."

"It's just that, now that Lin Yuqing's incident has happened, all families are keeping a respectful distance from young romantics. Obviously, your path will not work, but this may not be a bad thing for you."

"Originally, I saw your appearance. Although you have the merits of Hongfan, you can't avoid the punishment of beheading. Now this appearance has faded, and there is no danger of life."

Thinking of it now, Bianxuan doesn't know what it feels like to be churning in his heart.

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

Since my friend said so, it means that this statement is not false, it is not Lin Yuqing's fault, and the final result may be that he will inevitably be cut in half.

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

"Seduce with desire and profit first, and then enter Brahma wisdom with order!" Bianxuan touched his face with a wry smile, this skin is indeed extraordinary.

"Ah... get someone to prepare the ox cart. I'm going to visit Su Huiyuan." Thinking of his friend's hint, Bianxuan withdrew his thoughts, raised his eyes to meet the little monk who was peeking at him, and scared the little monk At the same time as jumping, Bianxuan said calmly.

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

Such a naive attitude made Bianxuan slightly shake his head and slowly smile again, which was not in a good mood.

Because Bianxuan often went out, the ox cart took almost no time. It was not too far from Qingyuan Temple to Peach Blossom Lane. Bianxuan took the ox cart and arrived at the destination before the rain stopped.

"Just wait for me outside." Due to the narrow alley, ox carts could not enter, Bianxuan got off the cart at the entrance of the alley, gave instructions to the driver, and walked towards the inside.

There were some puddles on the ground, Bianxuan didn't bow his head, but he was able to dodge them accurately every time. He was dressed in a coarse Buddhist robe and walked out of the rain and mist, just like the person in the painting, with an aura of dedusting.

But this de-dusting atmosphere changed slightly when he suddenly heard the sound of the piano from the depths of the alley.

(End of this chapter)