After the rebirth, I became a Buddha, but the scumbags started to panic

I love Huai Zhi, Zhan Xinjia.

I have traveled to Zhongbei, and I have tasted the snowflake cloud cake you want to eat here, and I ate an extra portion for you. Today is the 480th day that I have not seen each other. After the trip, I will return to the north again. I bought a lot of things along the way, and I will relieve your boredom when I return to Beijing, and I also prepared a copy for my brother-in-law in Mount Wutai.

The master said, every road I walk is called the road of sentient beings, and every river is called the river of crossing the world. I am responsible for the prosperity of the country and the people's safety, and the suffering of the people's livelihood. But I know soberly, you are my sentient beings, and you are my boat. load.

May my love, Huai Zhi, be happy and worry-free, be safe and sound, and grow a little taller when I come back.

Nine thoughts.

For some reason, Yan Wan's mood was as complicated as an overturned five-flavored bottle. He never thought that after writing this letter, he could no longer restrain himself from confessing his love to "Yan Huai Zhi".

All the letters he had read before were all reserved and introverted, only writing some messy and trivial things, asking what "she" was doing, vaguely expressing that he missed "her" a little bit.

Later, although he was a little bolder, he would ask in a playful tone if "she" missed him, but it was just a joke, and he couldn't take it to heart.

"The more I want to go back to Beijing, the more I miss your sister. I asked your sister if she would like to be with me, but she didn't answer. I thought she didn't want to, but I didn't expect it to be forever." Blue Pei pulled the corner of her lower lip, "It's because I don't have this blessing."

Yan Wan said: "That's not the case, it's just fate."

Lan Pei smiled, did not refute, and burned all the letters.

Until the last gleam of fire died out and all the letters were reduced to ashes, Lan Pei stood up and said, "Let's go."

Yan Wan went down the mountain with him, and couldn't help looking back at the tombstone. Mother Yan thought it was unlucky and wanted to knock on it secretly, but it carried so many emotions, and it seemed good to exist in the world.

At least Lanpei had a sustenance in his heart, and the person who took the silver key to pay homage to him.

Sitting in the carriage back home, the atmosphere was very gloomy for a while, both of them looked out the window, the bustling bustle seemed out of tune with them.

Lan Pei calmed down, and asked, "Have you heard about King Yong?"

Yan Wan has been in Beijing for many years, and has never heard of King Yong, so he can't help wondering: "Which prince has Your Majesty named king?"

Lan Pei said: "Seventh Prince, since His Royal Highness returned to Beijing, there has been a bloody storm in the capital. His Majesty named the Seventh Prince King Yong and allocated him a barren fief, but on the way to the fief, King Yong was killed by a mountain." He was robbed by bandits, and when he was running away, he accidentally slipped and fell off the cliff, and fell into a puddle of flesh."

Now Yan Wan understood that it must be Ning Chen who found out that the person who assassinated him was the seventh prince, and brought the matter to the emperor. The emperor was unwilling to do anything because of the father-son relationship, so he made him king and exiled him. I don't want to, but I still can't escape Ning Chen's palm.

I don’t know if he accidentally slipped and fell off the cliff, but he definitely didn’t run away when he turned into meat. Ning Chen is a man who will take revenge, and his methods are cruel. If he wants the other party to die, he will use a thousand methods to torture the other party first. If a knife cuts everything into pieces, then there will be nothing less than a knife.

Yan Wan pretended to be calm and said, "Brother Lan, why did you tell me this?"

Lan Pei said very calmly: "The love of the monarch changes from day to day, and the concubines in the palace have always sighed at the moon. Day after day, they gradually grow old and fade. A moment of prosperity is not called prosperity. You and Your Highness have a deep friendship, but don't get involved in it." Go astray, gone forever.”

"And a companion is like a tiger. Brother Wan, don't be arrogant because of your favor, otherwise King Yong's end today will be your end tomorrow."

Yan Wan nodded: "Brother Xie Lan reminded me, I listened."

Lan Pei had just returned to Beijing, and realized so much, although the words were straightforward, but he was really thinking about him.

The carriage just arrived at Yan Mansion and stopped slowly.

The carriage that Lan Pei came in was parked at the gate of Yan's mansion. When he got out of the carriage and was supported by the young servant of the Lan family, his sleeve slipped down, and Yan Wan clearly saw the fresh whip marks on Duan Hao's wrist.

He guessed right yesterday.

Lan Pei was punished by Lan's father again!

Yan Wan frowned, followed him and got out of the car, and deliberately asked the young boy of the Lan family, "What's the matter with your son's injury?"

The boy showed distress and faltered, really didn't know what to say.

Yan Wan didn't wait for him to say anything, but said: "As an official of the imperial court, if people see the bruises on his body, it will surely reach His Majesty's ears, no matter what, take good care of your lord, don't let him get hurt again. "

Lan Pei sighed, and said: "Brother Wan, don't embarrass him. I accidentally caused this injury. I will pay attention to it in the future."

Yan Wan didn't want to say anything, he didn't want to embarrass Lan Pei, but what he said just now would definitely reach Lan's father, and Lan's father would have to think carefully about what he did to Lan Pei.

Watching Lan Pei leave, Yan Wan turned and entered the Yan Mansion, took the account book and went to see the Zhongyihou Mansion.

After many days of repairs and improvements, the Zhongyihou Mansion has gradually acquired the grandeur of the past.

He reported his title, but the guard at the gate let him in without saying a word. Baoying, who was serving by Ji Fengxuan's side, became the manager. Yan Wan was not surprised, but seeing his respectful attitude, there was a look of disapproval in his eyes , can't help but dumbfounded.

Thinking about it, he was similar to Huaying, both felt that the other party owed him, but he didn't care, and followed him to the study of Lord Zhongyi.

The study room is very neatly furnished, there are many things but not miscellaneous, the rows of weapon racks and bookshelves have been wiped clean, and they are shiny without a trace of dust.

But there are two paintings hanging on the wall, one is a swallow pan for women's clothing, and the other is a swallow pan for men's clothing.

He had seen the drawing of swallows for women's clothing in his study, but when did he draw the drawing of swallows for men's clothing?

The person in the painting is looking down at something, his face is serene, his charm is penetrating, Yan Wan feels awkward no matter how he looks at it, he said: "Brother, one painting is enough, you like Yan Huai Zhi, can you take me down? "

Ji Fengxuan sat in front of the desk, as if he was reading a book left by the old Hou Ye before his death, and said without raising his head, "Impossible."

Yan Huaizhi and Yan Wan are both him, he doesn't know the difference, but he himself does.

Yan Wan was helpless: "I'm not a door god, so don't you think it's strange to hang two pictures on one left and one right?"

"What's so strange?" Ji Fengxuan asked back, and said coolly, "You have a cold face and a cold heart, you talk nonsense, and you are full of lies. It is very good, and it can ward off evil spirits."

Yan Wan: "..."

Forget it, let's not argue.

He came to apologize, not to quarrel.

"The matter of the egg yolk cake was not intended to deceive my brother."

"You said you ate it without eating it, and lied to me that you like it very much. Isn't this deceiving on purpose?"

If it was Qi Yunsheng, would he still be so perfunctory?

He must have sent Huaying early, how could he give her a chance to gossip in front of him?

Because what you send is not important.

Because I am not his sweetheart.

Ji Fengxuan was furious, and closed the book with a "snap": "Do you like salted egg yolk?"

Yan Wan was startled, then smiled brightly: "I like it, I really like it."

The author has something to say: I didn't update it yesterday, but I added a chapter today, and try to update it as soon as possible tomorrow! !

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.感谢在2020-06-0621:48:54~2020-06-0623:49:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of such a gentle Jiangnan woman; 5 bottles of Li Qiao from Leishi's family;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!