Nan Chan

The rain had almost stopped in front of the building, and when Jing Lin put away his umbrella, Cang Ji raised his head, looked at the clouds and the wind was whistling, and said: "Who will be sent from the Nine Heavens Realm? If it's the Drunken Mountain Monk, it's time to meet someone."

"Wu Ying can be in charge of one party before he is entrusted. In the Nine Heavens Realm, there must be noble people to favor him." Jing Lin lightly knocked on his umbrella and said, "This matter is not small. Even if it is not the drunken mountain monk, there are you and me. accepted."

The two of them stepped up the ladder, and saw that the lantern at the top of the ladder was splashed with rain and was dripping with drops of water.Jing Lin turned around the fence, and followed Cang Ji to the front of Chu Lun's gate.

"No one." Cang Ji wiped the lock, then pushed the door open, "The scent of the pen has disappeared, this little demon has already prepared."

The decoration in the door was still the same, Jing Lin put his hand on the belly of the teapot on the table, and said: "The residual heat has not dissipated, I just left for a short time. I can catch up."

Le Yan held his breath and waited for a while, convinced that Jing Lin and the two had left, before rolling out from under the bed and dragging Chu Lun out.

"Careful? Be careful!" Le Yan pushed Chu Lun, "Are you okay? What's wrong with you?"

Chu Lun's fever persisted, and he said vaguely, "Don't panic."

"How come it suddenly became like this." Le Yan pressed his forehead, "It was fine before going to bed."

Chu Lun was cold and hot, his complexion was not good, and when he lay back on the mattress, his legs were too weak to move.Le Yan hugged his legs onto the couch, hurriedly covered him with a quilt, and said sadly: "Since you entered Beijing, you have often been ill, and you can't stand it even if you are hardened."

Chu Lun put his hands on the back of Le Yan's and said, "It's okay, I will have a salary every month in the future, and I don't have to worry about money for myrrh anymore."

Le Yan said: "There is a lot of noise in the palace city tonight, if something happens to the emperor, what will you do?"

"The Hanlin Academy has already nominated you, and you can't miss it." Chu Lun tried his best to turn over, facing Le Yan, and said, "Wait another two years, and we will have our own yard after we take up the post. You are here every day Among them, you can do whatever you want, and you don’t have to worry about other people’s eyes.”

Le Yan was a little overjoyed, but quickly turned into a sluggish one.He bowed his head and pressed against the hands they held, and said, "But I feel uneasy, and I always feel that something is wrong."

Chu Lun flicked Le Yan's hair lightly with his fingertips, and said, "You clearly changed your life for my sake, but you made yourself suffer day and night."

"Your worries are mine." Le Yan said, "...but I'm still very scared. The Department of Demarcation guards all parts of Zhongdu, and I'm worried that they will find out about your marriage sooner or later."

Chu Lun said: "No matter what, you and I will always be together."

Le Yan was apprehensive and just nodded.

He was listening to a stone falling from the roof, making a series of crumbling sounds, which finally melted into a laugh.

Cang Ji knocked on the door and said, "Are you here this time?"

Le Yan turned pale with shock, turned around and saw Jing Lin standing by the door.He immediately stood up and said, "Why do you bother to let me go, Your Majesty!"

"Who is pestering you?" Cang Ji poured tea from a pot and said, "Be clear, why do you bother to slander people and tire me and Jing Lin to travel around."

"I..." Le Yan supported the edge of the bed and said, "I have told the truth..."

"This is open to discussion." Jing Lin said coldly.

Le Yan clenched his teeth and cried, and said: "Zuo Qingzhou is dead! There is no way to recover from this matter. Even if the king investigates, he will not be able to save him!"

Jing Linsan put it aside and said, "So what?"

Le Yan blocked Chu Lun, and finally cried: "So I beg your lord, let us go!"

Jing Lin was silent and didn't answer, his eyes were red from crying, and Chu Lun kept coughing.Compared to the first time I saw him, Chu Lun's sickness had penetrated into his bone marrow. If it hadn't been for the change of fate, he would have died long ago.

But Cang Ji threw the teacup away, sat on the table and looked at Le Yan from a distance, and said, "Let you go? You saved your sweetheart, but you made that fox die of pain."

"There are countless lives and deaths in the spectrum of life. If you save one, you will surely die. I was forced to do this, but I definitely did not intend to murder Zuo Qingzhou." Le Yan said, "I would like one life for another."

"It's too cold for people." Cang Ji said lightly, "It's too late to talk about death now."

"This matter happened because of me." Chu Lun stood up strongly, "If it is said that I was killed, it should be me... Please..."

Jing Lin raised his finger, and Chu Lun's voice stopped abruptly.Seeing him make a move, Le Yan couldn't help staggering back, looking at him nervously.Jing Lin didn't approach, but just stood there, and after the two of them calmed down, he said: "Don't talk about gossip."

"I'm asking you." Jing Lin's eyes were sharp, "How did you die?"

Chu Lun felt that the room suddenly became cold, and he couldn't help shivering.The sound of the rain outside the window was far away, and there was nothing around, leaving only Jing Lin's questioning without any waves.Chu Lun lowered his eyes and saw that the back of his hand was turning blue, so he paused for a moment before speaking.

"I died in Tianjia for 12 years." He said gloomyly, "Autumn time."

Chu Lun did not die alone on a small boat as Le Yan said.On the contrary, it is recorded in his life book that he was supposed to pass the exam in 12 and enter the Hanlin Academy with Zuo Qingzhou. He was sent to prison for boldly admonishing the emperor at the autumn banquet, and he was imprisoned due to old illnesses. Soon he died.

"Le Yan couldn't bear to do this, so he wrote a pen and changed his life for me." Chu Lun looked sideways, "It's just that none of us expected that the person who died for me would be Xi Jing."

"I didn't expect it." Jing Lin said bluntly, "It's still tacit."

Chu Lun coughed, Le Yan helped him, he wiped the blood with a handkerchief, and said to Jing Lin: "Although Xi Jing and I are far apart, we are like brothers. We have neither old grudges nor embezzlement. Why should I harm him?" ?”

Jing Lin ignored it and just waited for him to continue.

Chu Lun rested for a while, and said: "If I had known today, I would never have let Le Yan run around for me." His eyes were flushed, "If I hurt Xijing, I really deserve to die."

"As the pen of the sage of Yi Ning, Le Yan, how could it fall into your hands." Jing Lin said.

Chu Lun and Jing Lin looked at each other, he covered his mouth, and said slowly: "... A few years ago, Mr. Liu saw that I was poor, and I was willing to use the pen until I was bald, so he gave me one casually. .”

Jing Lin seemed to nod his head knowingly, and asked again: "You and Liu Chengde are on good terms?"

"Mr. Liu is of first-rate character. Although he is in the court, he would rather give up than give up." Chu Lun said, "I and Xi Jing worked together to investigate the case, and it was through Mr. Liu that we were able to find out today."

"I don't know one thing." Jing Lin suddenly changed the subject, "You are an ordinary person, how do you know about your 'fate'?"

Chu Lun paused for a moment, and was about to speak, when he saw Jing Lin's dark and unpredictable eyes, he paused unconsciously.He coughed a few more times, his expression grim.

"...Master Liu chatted after drinking, and told me when he was drunk."

"You can believe his nonsense after drinking." Cang Ji knocked on the rim of his cup, enjoying himself, "The two of you are actually closer than expected."

It stands to reason that although Chu Lun was recommended by him, it was Zuo Qingzhou who worshiped under Liu Chengde.The friendship between teachers and students is not as good as the friendship of acquaintances, and it cannot be justified.

"Liu Chengde told you about your fate, and he gave you a pen as a gift." Cang Ji stretched out his leg and said, "The relationship between you two is not only very good, it's like 'brothers in love'. If there is such a saint like him, I want to know."

Chu Lun said: "There is nothing more sympathetic than this."

"Didn't he mention Zuo Qingzhou's when he mentioned your life tree?"

Chu Lun forced a smile: "No."

"Lie." The word Jing Lin stopped his cough, and said, "You not only know your fate, but also Zuo Qingzhou's. You know everything, what are you hiding?"

Chu Lun suppressed his voice: "Seeing that the two of you are coming aggressively, you don't know whether it's good or bad, so you dare not answer rashly."

"You are really cautious." Jing Lin said, "Answers are impeccable."

When he learned that Zuo Qingzhou had died unjustly in prison, he had tears in his eyes when he talked about it, but he returned to normal after talking about it.What kind of friendship does he have with Zuo Qingzhou?It was he who said that he loves brothers and sisters, and when the brothers and sisters are dead, how can ordinary people have the ability to cooperate so well.Seeing that he answered fluently, although he didn't look defensive, he picked himself up completely inside and outside the words.Even if Jing Lin changed the topic abruptly, he could answer calmly and decently.

"The magic power of the god is boundless, why make it difficult for us." Chu Lun coughed more and more intensely, looked at Jinglin under Le Yan's pat, and said sadly, "I just saved my life, but I am still a sick child. You can't fool the gods either."

"Your aspirations have been unfulfilled due to 'sickness', and 'sickness' is your original destination." Jing Lin said, "But from the moment Le Yan tampered with his life, your 'disease' has been cured, and you have been able to be born again .Since I survived, why pretend to be a sick child again."

Chu Lun's temples were wet with sweat, and his face was gloomy. Hearing this remark, he felt angry.Le Yan mixed with him, unable to understand what Jing Lin said.

Jing Lin said: "If a serious illness is cured immediately, people will be suspicious. The matter has come to this point, and you have to do it thoroughly. Since you can't die, it's better to find ways to cover up the illness. Liu Chengde is afraid of Zuo Qingzhou, not afraid of you. Because you are very sick, seeing that your life is tied to the medicine pot, he has no worries, and you can do things smoothly. But he doesn't know that your illness is not in your body, but in your heart."

"There is nothing wrong with accusing me of a crime." Chu Lun's lips were bleeding, and he pulled his handkerchief against him, staring at Jing Lin, "Because I am alive, the gods will definitely accuse me of crimes?"

"I'm just guessing." Jing Lin took the tea from Cang Ji's hand, drank it to moisten his throat, "You already feel guilty?"

"Xi Jing's loss of people and gods are all indignant, but that is definitely not my order. I have never murdered a person or a thing!"

"Of course you don't." Jing Lin touched Yu Nuan on the cup and said, "I have only held a sword before, and I just realized today that the person who holds a pen is even better."

"What do you mean by your majesty?" Le Yan murmured with a red nose, "Shenzhi has always been by my side, and has never harmed anyone... Even if it is about changing my fate, I will go my own way..."

"Because you were the one who murdered." Jing Lin looked sideways, "It was Liu Chengde, the emperor, and the more unpredictable person behind the scenes, but he was the only one who didn't. He just learned about it by accident and had no intention of prompting it."

"I didn't." Chu Lun clenched the handkerchief tightly, wanting to gnash his teeth, "I didn't!"

"Then it has nothing to do with me." Jing Lin put down her teacup, and got to the point, "I just want to know, who told you about your fate?"

Cang Ji sat up straight and asked curiously, "Isn't it Liu Chengde?"

"Liu Chengde is superficial, and he is destined to be regarded as an abandoned son in the future. He knows more than Mr. Chu." Jing Lin nodded his fingertips as he spoke, and said expressionlessly, "How dare you Ask Master Chu, who told you?"