It's better to fall in love than seize the heir

"Sir Song, you don't need to be too polite, please hurry up."

Shen Jinghe stepped forward to help him up, with a smile in his eyes.

Qingliu officials have more internal branches because of their different places of origin, teachers, Wenzong and so on.The person in front of him is none other than the mainstay of another branch of Qingliu, named Song Leshui.Compared to Ruan Ling's family's strong support for Shen Jinghe, Song Leshui's family has always been known for being detached, impartial, and independent, but they hold the lifeblood of public opinion in the court.

However, in the same Qingliu, even if the branches are different, it is inevitable that there will be many intersections.Today, Song Leshui, who is usually afraid of avoiding political struggles, was able to invite Song Leshui because of Ruan Ling's help.

Shen Jinghe personally welcomed the person to the seat and sat down, the lid of the purple sand pot was half covered, but it couldn't hide the mellow tea fragrance that was constantly churning inside.

"Sir Song came just in time, the tea has just been brewed, please use some first."

Song Leshui faced Shen Jinghe's Lixian corporal, but his face was still calm, but he still took a sip of tea as he said.

"The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the fragrance of rock bones and flowers is the best." Song Leshui's eyes lit up, "It's really good tea. It's just that I've never drunk this kind of tea before?"

Shen Jinghe smiled but said nothing.

Seeing this, Ruan Ling poured a cup by himself, raised his eyebrows and said, "Master Song has a good taste. This is the first batch of tea sent to Beijing this year. No matter how many princes and generals can ask for it. You have never tasted such a variety. , let me tell you the name of this tea, see if you know it."

He put down the teacup and spoke loudly.

"The land of Danshan and clear water, the product of the cloud niche in the moon stream, picked by thunder, and reconciled by worshiping water, is the Marquis of Mowan Gan in the East of Nanyue!"

Song Leshui was startled, and looked down again, the slightly rippling clear tea liquid in the teacup in his hand became a little heavier for no reason.

Shen Jinghe's deeds in South Vietnam have long been credited by local officials, and the Wanmin Umbrella and Mingde Monument made by the people spontaneously cannot be faked.Although Song Leshui was in the middle of Beijing, the fact of opening terraced fields to grow rice and tea caused a sensation throughout the dynasty, how could he not have heard of it.

He sighed.The taste of tea is already the most beautiful, but the deep affection in the tea room, the sincerity in the tea room, and the sincerity in the tea room, which one is not the most beautiful?

"When I was in South Vietnam, the official sent a letter, saying that this year's tea production was a great success, and all the tea picked was transported to Su County along the newly opened road." Shen Jinghe put down the teacup lightly, " The first year focused on experimentation, and even I could only get a small bag of tea leaves. But after two years on the right track, the major teahouses in central Beijing must have new customers on their tea lists."

Song Leshui remained silent, with complex expressions in his eyes.He has always kept himself clean, and he does not want to get involved in party disputes.Today I agreed to come to the teahouse, firstly because I can't save the face of my colleague Ruan Ling, and secondly, I want to take this opportunity to show my determination, please don't bother the sixth prince.

However, at this time, holding the cup of tea in my hand that entrusts the hope of the people of South Vietnam, and thinking of the poverty and poverty known to women and children in the southeast corner for a hundred years, the tip of my tongue seems to be heavy for some reason. I can't open my mouth.

Seeing that he was silent, Shen Jinghe didn't chase after him, but exchanged a secret look with Ruan Ling to change the topic.

"Actually, tea tasting is the second priority in inviting Mr. Song here today. I have one more thing to discuss with Mr. Song."

Song Leshui heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and felt grateful for his understanding in his heart, and the smile on his face was also a little sincere.

"I don't know why His Highness the Sixth Highness invited you?"

Shen Jinghe didn't answer immediately this time, he pondered for a moment, and then solemnly opened his mouth.

"In all affairs in the world, culture and education take the lead. However, most of the schools are controlled by the children of officials and eunuchs. Even in the magnificent capital, there is only one Bailu Academy for civilian students. When I was in South Vietnam, I saw the difficulty of promoting culture and education there. Since then, I have always wanted to expand the academy for poor families and hire old Confucian scholars, so that all people in the world who are interested in scholars can enter the academy."

Song Leshui's mind was agitated, and he stared blankly at Shen Jinghe, who had firm eyes, but slipped his words for a moment.He was born in a family of petty officials, and he knew that it was not easy to get to where he is today by studying hard all the way, let alone those students who are dedicated to learning in the real civilian family.It's not that he never thought about changing the current situation, it's just that he has been powerless and has encountered many obstacles, and this thought has gradually died down.

However, today, there is a person who really has the ability to change the situation in front of him, and he tells his thoughts that he has buried for many years, and even he has almost forgotten.

And this concern, after all, has not been forgotten, on the contrary, it has become stronger due to age.

Song Leshui lowered his head and remained silent for a long time. When he raised his head again, he looked at Shen Jinghe with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

"Your Highness, this is a good deed that benefits the country and the people, and it is also my lifelong pursuit. I would like to talk to you about the expansion of the academy in detail, but..."

Song Leshui paused for a moment, with a cold expression on his face, "It's just that since entering the court, I have always upheld integrity and don't want to cling to you. I can only promise you this, other promises... Please forgive my helplessness."

Song Leshui spoke resolutely, but Shen Jinghe's face showed no embarrassment or disappointment at being politely rejected.His smile remained the same, and he gave a slight nod of his head: "Master Song is serious. The only thing I asked Mr. Song for was this matter."

Hearing this, Song Leshui's expression became more complicated, but he didn't say anything more.After a few rounds of tea, before saying goodbye, Song Leshui stood up under Ruan Ling's guidance, and suddenly dropped a word without thinking.

"If your Highness can rise with the same wind one day, the place covered by the wings of the great roc will surely be a blessing to all people."

After speaking, he saluted and left in a hurry.Shen Jinghe took two steps forward, didn't say goodbye, but smiled deeper as he looked at the receding figure.

With this sentence, enough is enough.

……

Shen Jinghe's subordinates secretly sent out to inquire about the news, and one of the most important parts was to find ways to obtain more information about the third prince's close officials.It's just that the third prince is extremely guarded, and now it's a critical time, so he is more cautious in his words and deeds.Although I tracked it down for many days, most of what I got was just innocuous tricks.

Shen Zhuoxuan even went to Shen Jinghe once for this purpose, and asked him if he wanted to take back the manpower and put it elsewhere, but Shen Jinghe shook his head after deliberating over it.

No one is perfect.What's more, sometimes, the more anxious you are, the easier it is to get confused.

On this day, Shen Jinghe went out to do some business and returned home. As soon as he stepped into the door, he saw Liang Yan sitting upright with his back facing the door, meditating, with what seemed to be a handbook in his fingertips.

"Is there any new news?" Shen Jinghe asked casually.

Liang Yan came back to his senses, put the biography back on the table, and tapped the table rhythmically with his knuckle fingers.

"Still staring at Yang Tinglan's group of people to report back...he is still the same, going to court, returning to the mansion, occasionally meeting with the third prince, nothing unusual, but a few days ago when he left the city, he turned to the Foguang Temple on the outskirts of the city, which was delayed for half leave in an hour."

"Why, you usually have murder on your hands, do you still pray to God and worship Buddha when your conscience is troubled?" Shen Jinghe smiled casually.

"I think it's a bit weird..."

Liang Yan pondered for a moment, then stood up suddenly, looking through the secrets that had been stored in the secret compartment.Shen Jinghe was a little confused, but subconsciously got up and asked: "What are you looking for? I'll help."

"No, I just think I've seen this temple appear before." Liang Yan replied without looking back.

I don't know how long I searched for it, but Liang Yan finally picked out all the information about Yang Tinglan, and carefully read them one by one.After going through all of them, he singled out two pieces of information, and then pushed the rest to the corner of the table.

"Look." Liang Yan handed them to Shen Jinghe.

Shen Jinghe took it and examined it carefully.One of these two pieces of information was from two months ago, and the other was from a full half a year ago, both of which recorded Yang Tinglan's life trajectory for a period of time.The situation was not serious earlier, and Yang Tinglan's scope of activities was much larger than it is now.Flower markets, restaurants, friends and neighbors, teahouses...but without exception, the name of Foguang Temple appeared in the two reports.

Shen Jinghe's eyes also changed: "At that time, Yang Tinglan went around half of the capital, so we naturally didn't notice this Buddhist temple. But now that the undercurrent is almost coming to light, he still abruptly revisited the temple. Appearing in Foguang Temple... What reason does he have to go?"

Liang Yan took the information between two fingers and pulled it out of Shen Jinghe's hand, and put it aside, his eyes flickered coldly.

"If you want to know, you have to go there yourself."

On the outskirts of Beijing, the sky was covered with twilight, and the evening breeze blew through the woods, and the simple and solemn bells in the depths of the forest came.

Near the capital, there is Dazhenguo Temple in the east and Qinglian Temple in the west, both of which are full of incense and there are many pilgrims.In contrast, the notorious Foguang Temple hidden in the woods on the outskirts of Beijing was much smaller in scale, and when it got dark, almost no carriages and horses could be seen passing by.

"It seems that this place is really weird."

Stopping in his tracks, looking at the cold and tightly closed temple gate in front of him, Shen Jinghe raised his head and looked at it with scrutiny.

Before Shen Jinghe and Liang Yan set off, they disguised their clothes and modified their faces with the medicine they had asked Xiao Ning before. Now at a glance, they looked like rich sons with a little money, but no one could have imagined that Under the disguise, one was actually the prince of the current dynasty, and the other was the general of the God of War.

"Whether it's weird or not, you'll know when you check it out."

Liang Yan curled his lips into a smile, walked forward with Shen Jinghe side by side, and knocked on the gate of the temple without haste.

Not long after, I vaguely heard the sound of chaotic footsteps. With a sound of "squeak", the closed temple door was pushed open, and a small round head emerged from the crack of the door, looking at them in surprise.

"Two benefactors, it's getting late, and the temple has closed its doors to thank guests. If you want to offer incense, please come early tomorrow."

As soon as the little novice finished speaking, he saw the smiling young man on the left stepping forward.That son's facial features are not outstanding alone, but for some reason, they look particularly pleasing to the eye when combined, and he has an aura that makes people feel like a spring breeze.

"Little master, my cousin and I are really sorry to bother you at such a late hour." The son's voice was also soft and friendly, but his cousin in black seemed to be stiff when he heard this, with a stern expression on his face. Looking at it closely, it seems a bit helpless.

"My cousin and I went out in the countryside today. On a whim, we unknowingly forgot the time. It wasn't until it got dark that we realized that it was past the time for the city gate to be locked." The young man frowned distressedly, making people see Feeling the urge to stretch out his hand to comfort her, "I couldn't find anyone in this suburb for a while, so I had to come to your temple to stay overnight, and I would like to ask the little master to accommodate me."

"Ah, but..." the little novice scratched Jie Scar's forehead, pouted in embarrassment.

The master said that when he is not around, you can't just let outsiders in.But these two cousins ​​seem to be good people, and they both have heads and faces, especially the young man on the left, who looks really good when he smiles...

Seeing that the little novice's attitude seemed to be loose, Shen Jinghe hurriedly poked Liang Yan with his elbow while the iron was hot.Liang Yan raised his eyebrows, took out a money bag from his waist, and casually picked up two pieces of shiny silver from it.

"Please take this little incense money, my little master, and treat it as my... two cousins' wishes." Liang Yan almost missed the tip of his tongue when he said those three words, and stared at Shen Jinghe secretly, But he only got a sly wink from the people around him.

The little novice stared at the silver nugget that shone brighter in the dark sky——

A lot of money!It's enough to cover their temple's expenses for a month!If the master found out after he came back, he should... probably wouldn't scold him, right?

"Then, then come in!" The little novice gritted his teeth and opened the temple door completely, "But let's say it first, you can only rest in the west wing for one night, and you are not allowed to run around in other places."

Liang Yan and Shen Jinghe exchanged a look, and lifted their feet across the threshold.

"It's natural, everything is done in accordance with the rules of your temple."

The little novice breathed a sigh of relief, and led the two into the temple, and said as he walked:

"Master and some senior brothers went to attend the dharma meeting in the neighboring county. If you have anything missing, just let me know..."

Shen Jinghe suddenly asked: "Then you are the only little master left in the temple now?"

"Hmm... Forget it, let's take it for granted." The little novice staggered and replied, his eyes dodging a little.

He was about to say something more, when a movement suddenly came from a hidden path next to him.After the rustling of the shrubs, a small light-colored figure suddenly flew out and rushed towards the little novice monk excitedly.

"Brother Huizheng, brother Huizheng! I heard your voice, did he come to see me again?"

The little monk called Huizheng turned pale, and panic and bewilderment quickly flashed in his eyes.The five or six-year-old boy hugging his waist didn't get the expected reply, he raised his head at a loss, and met the two staring eyes.

Finally seeing his face clearly, Shen Jinghe and Liang Yan looked at each other and took a breath at the same time.