Grandpa is such a bunny

The mountain road suddenly opened up, and the Buddhist temple suddenly appeared in front of Tubo.

It hasn't been fully completed yet, but I can already see the appearance of the incense-burning tripod and Beiquezhu palace in the future. Tubo stood in front of the door in a daze, touched the red bean string on his wrist, pushed the door and walked in.

Du Yun knelt in front of the Buddha and repaid last year's vows. He put all the melons and fruits in front of him and made the same vows as in previous years.

Firstly, I wish the world peace in Dajing, secondly, I wish the common people prosperity and peace, and thirdly, I wish everyone in the Yamen of Luo’an to be happy and safe.

I don’t believe in Buddhism, but I still kowtowed upright, Du Yun worshiped, and immediately revealed my true colors, scratched my buttocks and touched my head, took a fruit from the altar table and walked out while eating. As soon as I walked out, I met the anxious grandson dawn.

"My lord, Brother Tu went up the mountain. I don't know what he said. Did he remember something?"

Du Yun looked up at the place where the green smoke was wafting from the top of the mountain, "Let's go up and have a look."

Jinming Mountain is towering into the clouds, but the mountain road is quite easy to walk. After walking for half an hour, Du Yun, Master and Sun Xiao climbed up.

Before stepping into the gate of the Buddhist temple, Du Yun asked, "Can he really remember?"

The master didn't speak, and Sun Xiao didn't know what to say.

Du Yun said in a low voice, "If you can remember it, it might be a good medicine." After speaking, he pushed open the door.

The outside of the temple is majestic, but the inside of the temple is empty, with only a few huge beams propping up the glazed hall. The craftsmen have all gone home for the New Year, and the Buddha statues have not had time to sculpt, and the courtyard is full of wood and stone.

Tubo stood with his back to them, his black hair blown up and down by the mountain wind.

Du Yun subconsciously held his breath and called out, "Old Tu?"

Tubo turned his head, there was an indescribable emotion hidden in his dark eyes, that emotion seemed to have been hidden for too long, and it poured out endlessly from his heart when there was no one around, seeing Du Yun at this moment, unexpectedly It was too late to put it away, so I could only watch them silently, and a hazy red mist rose.

He stretched out his hand to cover his chest, slowly sat down on the pile of stones, closed his eyes slightly, and tightly grasped the bright red string of beads with the other hand on his knee.

Du Yun was suffocated all of a sudden, his throat was speechless for a while, he tried to take a few deep breaths, and smiled, "See, there's nothing here."

Tubo opened his eyes, the loneliness in his eyes was clear at a glance, he raised the red bean in his hand, and said, "Linglong dice An red bean, I don't know if I miss you deeply, Du Yun, do you know love, what does it feel like?"

Du Yun's heart was pricked by the needle, and the hand hanging in the sleeve couldn't help trembling. He took a step forward, trying to grab Tubo's hand, but the latter avoided it expressionlessly.

"You like this string of beads, didn't you laugh just now?"

Tubo stared at him fixedly, his eyes passed through Du Yun's shoulder, and fell far away to the silent mountain forest outside the Buddhist temple, where the mountain wind passed through the cliff, making a faint sound of wind.

Du Yun's face, which would be playful and playful all day long when he had nothing to do, showed an extremely ugly smile, and the corners of his lips were not a smile, but a pleading.

What is he asking of himself, Tubo thought, and then he blinked and smiled suddenly, as if he didn't simply blink his eye feathers just now, but suddenly changed his face.

Tubo hooked Du Yun's neck, stretched out a finger and lifted Du Yun's chin frivolously, and burst out laughing, "Hey, just kidding, Du Yunyun, you are so cute and pitiful. .”

His face changed so quickly that none of the three people present could react, especially Du Yun, who stayed there for a while, then came out from under his arm in embarrassment, pointed at the rabbit's nose, and cursed, "You little rabbit, If you can act so well, why don't you sing a big show!"

As he yelled, he rushed over with his teeth and claws in order to avenge the death of his love for him just now.

Tubo raised his feet and ran out of the Buddhist temple, and said loudly, "Fatty man, I think you just looked like an idiom - the rabbit dies and the fox is sad!"

Du Yun chased after him, took off a shoe and threw it over, "Bastard, do you scold yourself like that!"

Seeing the two of them fighting and running away, Sun Xiao gasped loudly, his pale face gradually turned red, he wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and whispered, "Master, Brother Tu is so kind, maybe I was wrong. "

The master looked away from the place where Tubo had just stood, and walked out of the Buddhist temple without saying anything.

The human voice gradually disappeared in the temple where the mountain wind blows. In the empty hall, on the marble materials carved with Buddha statues, a drop of water reflected a fine and crystal clear shimmer under the sunlight. Soon, the drop of water The stains were blown dry by the mountain wind, as if they had never appeared before.

On New Year’s Eve, the whole Dajing Kingdom is celebrating with excitement and laughter, and Tubo also laughs, passing them, walking in the streets intertwined with lights, putting on a happy mask for himself, wearing a If you go out, you can blend into the crowd, and no one will notice his strangeness.

He was so drunk that night that he became unconscious. After waking up from this illness, he slept until dawn for the first time.

He woke up with the bright red acacia beads on his pillow, and found that wine was really a good thing.

When Du Yun realized that something was wrong with Tubo, the fluffy fold-eared rabbit nestled in the cellar of the yamen, drank up the old wine that Du Yun secretly kept, half of its fluffy body was soaked in the wine jar, and its little paws Teasing and teasing in the wine, seeing a group of people rushing in in a panic, the white rabbit showed two snow-white front teeth, and smiled at them, "Everyone is here, come, please drink the wine that Grandpa Tu found!"

Du Yun felt sorry for both him and the wine, and really wanted to kill him, so he reached out and grabbed Tubo's two paws, and pulled him out of the wine.

The fluff on the rabbit's abdomen contracted a few times quickly, and opened its three-petal mouth to spit it out.

Spit all over the spirits.

Du Yun wiped off the wine on his body cursingly. Unexpectedly, the rabbit fur was so smooth when wet with water, and his hands slipped. Seeing that the rabbit was about to fall into the wine vat again, Tubo subconsciously turned into a human being and fell on the ground with a bang. Among several wine jars.

"Is that why you can't forget him!" Du Yun quickly walked over to help him up.

Tu Bai lay heavily in the middle of the jar, laughed lowly, and said vaguely, "Du Yun, are you drunk? Master Tu can't forget anything, Master Tu is happy, he can forget everything..."

Du Yun and his master helped him up for a long time, but they didn't even get him up. Du Yun was slightly annoyed, and was about to say something, when suddenly he saw a drop of the wine splashed by Tubo falling right under his eyes, like a drop of water. Like tears, condensed on Tubo's handsome and flawless face.

Du Yun froze in place, his lips trembling. After a long time, he suddenly asked, "Once someone appears, does it last forever?"

On Tongshui Peak thousands of miles away, a team was passing through the mountains, and a young soldier was behind the team driving a wagon full of goods.

While no one was paying attention, he reached out his hand to feel under the shaft of the carriage, and a gray-faced child got out from under the rolling carriage, and quietly hid in the carriage.

The young man whispered, "Master, are we really leaving like this, Wang..."

Half of the child's face was exposed from behind the cotton curtain. His face was dirty and covered with mud, but his eyes were astonishingly bright. Between his fingers, he played with a silver knife with a strange shape that was only palm long. He raised his head and looked at the blue sky. Sky, said coldly, "I must come back. I will remember that bastard for the rest of my life. If I don't take revenge, it will be hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart."

"But..." The young man was still about to say something, when he suddenly heard a horse neighing in front of him, and then the ground shook violently, as if something was about to break out of the ground, a black crack was like a bloodthirsty Its big mouth swallowed swiftly from a distance, and the people in front turned upside down and fell into the gap screaming.

The young man immediately tightened the reins and turned around to run. His movement was very fast, but the dark crack behind him was faster than him. The horse's hoof stepped on the air, and it rolled backward into the crack in the ground. Before the roar was engulfed, the young man grabbed the child in the carriage and threw it out with all his strength.

Five days later, an urgent document was sent from Tongshui Peak to Emperor Dajing in a hurry. After the Houfu mission and the princess entered Tongshui Peak, there was no trace of the news, and the whereabouts of more than 360 members of the sending mission were unknown.

The emperor was frightened and angry, and the officials were in constant dispute. The frontier war had just been extinguished, and if it was rekindled at this time, the people of Yipingpo would suffer greatly. Moreover, the missions of Hou Fujian disappeared in the territory of Dajing. Going to war will inevitably be criticized by other countries.

Chen Wen, Minister of the Ministry of War, has always been skeptical about the matter of Princess Houmin entering Jingjing as a hostage. He believes that the king of Houmin has bad intentions and has other intentions. At this time, the princess disappeared in the border of Dajing. Suspect.

However, there were also some people who suggested that even the [-] elite soldiers and good generals of the thirteen tribes of Hou Fujian could not defeat Da Jing. If they wanted to turn the tide of the battle with the help of more than [-] guards in this area, they would be unable to recover. Such errors.

Distraught by their quarrel, the emperor stretched out his hands to press his temples, thinking of the mysterious and beautiful woman in the beauty picture, he couldn't help but get angry, and suddenly slammed the dragon case.

The hall immediately became clean.

The emperor said, "It's too small to prove. No matter what the reason is, we must first find out the whereabouts of the Hou Fujian envoys."

All the ministers said yes.

The emperor ordered to send elite imperial soldiers to Tongshuifeng, and at the same time sent an order to Tongshuifeng county magistrate Jiang Shouchuan to seal off the city, strictly investigate the missing teams, and cooperate with the imperial army to go to the peak to find people.

Not long after this imperial decree was issued, two days later, another news came from the neighboring country Dongyue, saying that the sixth prince Zong Yuntian, who was sent by Dajing to marry the royal family of Dongyue, escaped from the palace of Dongyue ten days ago, and should have entered Jingjing According to the traces of the guards sent by Dongyue, the sixth prince disappeared after stepping into Tongshui Peak seven days ago, and he was never found again.

Zong Yuntian has just passed eighteen and is the emperor's youngest prince.The Dongyue people were afraid that something might happen to the little prince, so they informed Da Jing of the matter and asked the emperor to send troops to find the whereabouts of the little prince.

As soon as Zong Yuntian was mentioned, the emperor's anger, which had been suppressed with great difficulty, became [-]% more violent. He became angry, and before he had finished listening to the envoy's words, he was so angry that he passed out in the court hall.

This year has just started, when two major events happened that shocked the court. In the Jinluan Hall, all the civil and military officials in brocade and jade attire looked at each other, each with their own thoughts.

In the Hall of Rituals and Buddhas, Qian Fan received an oral order from the emperor, ordering him to go to Feishuang Hall to give lectures. The emperor believed in Buddhism deeply, and whenever something absurd and difficult to entangle, he would order monks to chant scriptures and repent by his side to calm his mind.

"Master, can I go too?" Yixuan followed behind him, his eyes wandering around, since he was accepted by Qian Fan, he has never been to other places in the palace except the Buddha Hall, and when he left the hall suddenly, Seeing the mighty guards of the Royal Forest Army everywhere, I couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Qian Fan looked down at him, "The Dharma is boring and profound, but you are transparent and have a high level of comprehension. His Majesty will like you. Yixuan, you have to adapt to the palace."

Yixuan didn't know what he meant, and followed his gaze to the tall, blue-gray palace wall, and nodded ignorantly, "I will do what Master tells me."

With warm eyes, Qian Fan patted his head.

There was a sourness and bitterness of medicinal herbs in Feishuang Hall, when Qianfan entered, it happened that Chen Wen, Minister of the Ministry of War, and others were also there, so he entered the side room to wait.

In the hall, the emperor leaned on the couch to discuss the matter of Hou Fujian with several people. When he mentioned the little prince who escaped from marriage in Dongyue Kingdom, the emperor sighed several times.

Chen Wendao, "Dongyue Kingdom and our Dajing have been friends for generations. I saw the letter from the king of Dongyue. The words in the letter are sincere and sincere. It seems that I am not angry at the little prince's reckless behavior. Your Majesty can rest assured that I have sent a letter to Tongshui Peak. Send people to ask them to find the little prince and ensure that the prince is safe."

The emperor's brows were raised with deep ravines. He was in the prime of his life, but his temples were already graying. It can be seen that political affairs make people grow old. He pressed the center of his eyebrows, and tapped the armrest of the imperial concubine's couch with veiny fingers, thinking wistfully What's the matter, I accidentally glanced at the picture of a beautiful woman on the imperial case not far away, all my complicated thoughts just now disappeared, and I had an inevitable desire for that Hou Fujian princess out of thin air.

As soon as the desire came out, the emperor couldn't wait to say, "Shanyue, I heard that you know some magic skills, what do you think about Tongshuifeng?"

Qian Fan walked in from the side room in a green robe, dressed in a breeze and a bright moon.

Logically speaking, it is inappropriate for the emperor to discuss court affairs with him in front of his courtiers. Qian Fan secretly sized him up for a moment, then slowly moved the beads with his hands hanging in his wide sleeves. He said calmly, "It's been more than ten days since the incident happened. The poor monk heard that no one is missing in Cai's County under Tongshui Peak, and there has been no change in Tongshui Peak for a hundred years. Only Princess Houmin and the little prince have disappeared here. Your Majesty, If there is no reply from the Imperial Forest Army after five days, the poor monk wants to go into Tongshui to find out for himself."

Hearing what he said, the emperor couldn't help shaking his hand on the couch, "Okay, if you go in person, I can relax."

Qian Fan slightly nodded, and said, "The poor monk has a merciless request."

"A Zen master speaks."

Qian Fan raised his eyes, his eyes were as clear as a spring, "The poor monk wants His Majesty to issue an order to allow Du Yun, the prefect of Luo'an City, to go with the poor monk."

The emperor was taken aback.

Chen Wen, Minister of the Ministry of War, looked at him disapprovingly, "The Chan Master knows that Mr. Du and the little prince—"

Qian Fan said calmly, "That's exactly what the poor monk meant."

The emperor on the side supported his forehead with one hand, and listened to their conversation, but his eyes seemed to be glued to the picture of beauties, and his eyes did not move for a long time. Qianfan took two steps inadvertently, which happened to cut off the emperor's sight.

The emperor came back to his senses, and after being reminded by Chen Wen, he said, "The emperor's nature is stubborn, and he has thoughts about Du Qing. This time he escaped from Dongyue, and he might have something to do with Du Qing. Let him go, Du Yun thought." Lively, maybe it can help."

"Your Majesty, this is unreasonable..." Chen Wen wanted to argue.

The emperor waved his hand to interrupt him, "I have made up my mind."