Reborn Lin Family Funing

Qi Mingyuan lowered his eyes to hide the indifference and alienation in his eyes. It seems that King Yi's test for him has passed.

——That's right, King Yi's questioning of him was a test.Don't say whether he, the prince who has been expelled from the palace and has not been officially recognized by the royal family, is qualified to handle this matter. As far as King Yi's temper is concerned, King Yi will not let the little uncle intervene in this matter, because once the little uncle Interfering in this matter means that the matter has become a big mess.The best way to deal with this matter is to settle the matter quietly before the great monk and the junior uncle who has the identity of the young master intervene.

If Qi Mingyuan was really only 15 years old, he might be touched by King Yu Yi's kindness, but it is a pity that standing here is Qi Mingyuan who has been a man for two lifetimes.

King Yi's tricks... are not enough to watch.

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It is really a beautiful thing in the world to bask in the sun and sleep in the yard on a lazy sunny afternoon.

Unfortunately, there is no bright sunshine.

Lin Funing lay on the recliner, looked at the letter in his hand, and sighed long.

"Young master, what should we do? Did the monks really leave the capital?" Qing Guo, who was sitting by the recliner, asked worriedly.

"Well, yes, they walked so gracefully and unrestrainedly, without taking a cloud, and now, they are still rushing towards the southeast road..." Thinking of the pile of words on hand, the central idea is only four words——Crowd Little Lord!Lin Funing's forehead was covered with black lines.

What kind of thing is this? Is that empress dowager confused?Everyone in the world knows that whether they are monks or monks, whether it is him or the master, they do not participate in politics! ! !

Who cares about those bad things in the court?If the girl from the Wen family is not qualified, she is not qualified!He even yelled at the monks, and accused the monks of having ulterior motives?

It's all right now, the great monk has long wanted to come to watch his young master, but he was stopped by his master and Chang Xibuhuan before, now he has a good excuse to leave the capital, how could he let this opportunity go?

The master said that because of their special status, the great monks cannot easily leave the capital. They have been practicing in seclusion in the Ci'en Temple in Kyoto for many years. Therefore, their tempers are a bit weird, and let him go to Kyoto in the future. Please be more considerate... Now it's alright, they ran out.

Thinking that there might be three old men with glowing hair coming to watch, Lin Funing couldn't help scratching his head with a troubled look on his face.

Qing Guo on the side looked at Lin Funing in puzzlement, "Young master, what are you doing here in Dongnan Road?"

Lin Funing scratched his head in annoyance, what else could it be for?It must be to watch him, the young master... Of course, it must be more than this...

"Forget about them, Qingguo, have you sorted out the roster? Is there any Huawazi among the children who have been confirmed to be orphans?" Lin Funing said with a sigh.

Qing Guo nodded, "Yes, there are five."

"Well, pay attention to Qingguo. If Huawazi signs up to work next time, do you see if there is any Huawazi who feels better? If so, let him take care of the five children."

"Yes. Qingguo understands." Qingguo nodded solemnly.

Lin Funing went on to read a few letters, one of which was sent by his brother with a letter bird. After reading it, Lin Funing was very surprised. Hey, it turns out that his brother and the others have already arrived in Kyoto?Mother went too?Didn't mother say she wanted to go with dad?Why is it early?

"Ah, by the way, young master, this one was just sent by the letter eagle, it seems to be sent by the great monk, tied with a red rope." Qing Guo pointed to the last letter.

Lin Funing took out the last letter and opened it to read. The letter was written in a neat and dusty manner: My student Ninger, the Xiyue Festival is up to you to decide. If Beijing is not suitable for holding the Xiyue Festival, it is up to you to choose a suitable place.

"..." Lin Funing stared at the letter in his hand and was stunned.

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When Qi Mingyuan left the government office and returned to the Qifu Temple, and entered his study, he turned around and said to Qing Mo who followed him into the study, "Get ready, we will return to the capital the day after tomorrow."

Qing Mo was stunned, and then quickly responded respectfully, and asked in a low voice for instructions on packing, before bowing his head and backing out of the study.

After Qing Mo left, Qi Mingyuan turned around and sat down on the chair in the study, and said in a low voice, with a very calm tone, "Wu Mo, where are the three great monks going?"

At some point in the corner of the study, there was already a person kneeling down, it was Wu Mo.

Wu Mo had already been waiting in the study room. When Qi Mingyuan walked in and spoke, Wu Mo was keenly aware of Qi Mingyuan's unswerving mood at this time, so he lowered his voice and said cautiously, "Returning to Your Highness, the three great monks are heading southeast. Come, they... seem to be looking for the young master."

Qi Mingyuan was startled for a moment, then he frowned and thought about it, the monk is coming to look for the junior uncle?Could it be that the matter of the eve of the moon in Kyoto should be handled by the little uncle?

If the matter of the eve of the moon in Kyoto is left to my junior uncle to handle, then what will my junior uncle do?As for this matter, if it is not handled well, it is easy for the younger martial uncle to be criticized for participating in politics. However, with the wisdom of the younger martial uncle, he should be able to handle it very well.But, instead of looking for the great monk Wuchen, the monk came to look for the little uncle?Could it be the instruction of the Great Monk Wuchen?If this is the case, it will not be easy for the royal family to solve this matter.

——However, the little uncle has to deal with this matter, that is to say, there is a great possibility that the little uncle will return to the capital with him?

Thinking of this, Qi Mingyuan's restlessness disappeared a lot.

"Is there any movement in the capital?" Qi Mingyuan asked, staring at Wu Mo, with a calmer atmosphere around him.

"Returning to Your Highness, Mrs. Lin and the girl from the Lin family have already arrived in the capital. Lin Fukang, the young master of the Lin family, has already registered at the Confucian Academy. He only needs to wait for the exam to be admitted to the Academy of Scholars. After Mrs. Lin and the girl from the Lin family arrived in Kyoto, Wen The second master of the family, Wen Shilang and his wife, and Mr. Wei Cheng of the Wei family have sent invitations, but the Lin family only received Mr. Wei Cheng." Wu Mo replied respectfully, and after realizing that the atmosphere around Qi Mingyuan had calmed down, Wu Mo quietly let go. Take a breath.

After Qi Mingyuan heard this, he smiled lightly. The Lin family was the most cautious in their actions, and there was an ancestor's rule of not participating in politics. They probably avoided the so-called nobles of the capital.And Wen Chengyu, the second son of Wen Ge Lao, the second son of the Wen family, Wen Chengyu, the servant of the Ministry of Industry, seems to have a unique vision?Let his only son Wenxiu come to Qingtian two years ago, and now after the Lin family arrived in Kyoto, they are the first to hand out invitations?

Tsk, the family never puts all bets together!But, it's interesting, Mr. Wen Ge put half of the bet on him?

And he also adopted a very clever way of going round and round - getting close to the Lin family?

Qi Mingyuan curled his lips into a mocking smile.However, the Wen family probably didn't know that the Lin family didn't like to get close to him. At first, it was because he, the fourth prince, was staying in An Mi Valley, and the Lin family had to protect him. Now, the fourth prince of himself has been far away from Qingtian Town. Wishing to stay far away from this muddy water of his own, how could he get closer?

——However, if they knew that the little uncle was living with him in the praying temple now... Thinking of the gloomy faces of Lin Deyu and Lin Fukang, Qi Mingyuan smiled slightly.

It was God's will that the Lin family would become Qi Mingyuan's Yue family!No one can change it.

That's right, God's will - he, Qi Mingyuan is God!

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It was night, after finishing the matter, Lin Funing went to the courtyard next door with Qingxin Tang, followed by Pinellia and Qingguo this time.

Qi Mingyuan walked out of the study room after receiving the notification from ink and wash, and just as he walked out of the study room, he saw Lin Funing walking towards him with a smile on his face carrying soup.

Qi Mingyuan hurriedly walked a few steps, and took the Qingxin Soup from Lin Funing's hand. Although he really wanted to scold Banxia Qingguo for letting the junior uncle bring the soup, but seeing the junior uncle bring the soup to him personally, the sweetness in his heart Feeling sweet and warm but unwilling to open his mouth, he was afraid that the little uncle would not bring him soup next time.

Can only pretend not to know.

Sitting down at the stone table in the yard, the night sky was cool and a silver moon finally appeared in the sky.

"Okay, you and Qingmo Yunmo go to the kitchen for supper, I'm talking with my nephew here." Lin Funing waved to Banxia Qingguo.

Banxia Qingguo hesitated for a moment, looked at each other, and thought that the kitchen was not far away, and they would come back soon after eating, so they each bowed respectfully, and then retreated with Qingmoyunmo.

Everyone in the courtyard retreated, leaving only Qi Mingyuan and Lin Funing.Lin Funing immediately lay down on the stone table, with both hands dangling under the table boredly. Qi Mingyuan saw him, smiled, and was very satisfied in his heart. The little uncle only showed such a lazy look in front of himself, and in front of Banxia Qingguo Occasionally he wants to maintain the majesty of the young master of the Lin family, but it is completely natural in front of him.very good.

Qi Mingyuan felt happy, and slowly picked up the soup and drank it, while smiling casually, "Young Master Uncle, is it because of the matter of Xi Yue Ri?"

Lin Funing was not surprised at all that Qi Mingyuan would know, after all, he was the one who provided many things in the Yuhuotang and the sword, if the little nephew Lin Funing was lying on the stone table, looking at Qi Mingyuan with a distressed expression, "Little nephew, say It's not a good sentence, what do the old people in your family think? If you don't like us monks, then you can do it yourself in the next day or so?"

Qi Mingyuan shook his head and smiled, put down the bowl in his hand, he had already drank the clear heart soup in one gulp.

"Little Martial Uncle, it's a pity that I'm still not the one who can make decisions." Qi Mingyuan said softly, "But Junior Martial Uncle doesn't need to worry about the royal family, and Junior Martial Uncle can do whatever he wants."

Lin Funing raised his eyebrows, "Is it possible?" What if the emperor went mad and suddenly ordered the massacre of monks and monks?

Qi Mingyuan smiled lightly and nodded, "Of course. Little Martial Uncle, don't worry, even if the three great monks and the great monk Wuchen decide not to hold the Yuyue Ri Festival in Kyoto, nothing will happen. The trouble will only be the court and the royal family. "

When Lin Funing heard this, he was confused. Although he knew that the monks in this world were very different and loved by the people, but is there such a heaven-defying one?How can we say that all religions have to submit to the political power?

Qi Mingyuan saw that Lin Funing was confused, so he knew that it must be that the great monk Wuchen hadn't talked about it carefully, or the little master uncle hadn't paid attention to it.Qi Mingyuan couldn't help but sigh slightly, the little master sometimes is really careless in some aspects.

"Little Martial Uncle, there are other countries in this world besides the Great Zhou, such as the Poluo Kingdom. Every year, they send important officials from the imperial court as envoys to go to the capital to visit the three great monks, Lord Zheng, and ask for the oracle. The oracle, people in their country will panic. Da Zhou is not the strongest, but all along, because of the existence of the great monk and three great monks, even if the Po Luo Kingdom wins our Da Zhou, they are at most Titi It’s just how much gold and beauties will be added to the next year’s tribute. If the three great monks are in danger, or if there is no successor, what will happen to the world?”

Lin Funing nodded half-understood, but then asked in confusion, "But, I think the master is just a smart and knowledgeable old man, nothing special."

Qi Mingyuan couldn't help helping his forehead, looked at Lin Funing, saw Lin Funing blinking innocently, couldn't help sighing again, "Little uncle, this is a matter that concerns you, why don't you care?"

Lin Funing spread his hands, very innocent, "Master didn't tell me."

"Didn't Monk Changxi and Monk Buhuan mention the "Great Light Sutra" to you?" Qi Mingyuan asked with a frown.

Lin Funing scratched his head, it seemed there was, but he didn't read it, because at that time Monk Changxi only told him to watch it when he was free, and he had been studying medicine all the time, and there were other things that his master asked him to learn. Just forget about it.

"I forgot." Lin Funing smirked and touched his head.

Qi Mingyuan stared at Lin Funing for a long while, and then said helplessly, "Uncle, the "Great Light Sutra" is a historical text thousands of years ago, and the only one in the world is with you, where the correct history is recorded, and the royal family also has it. One is just a copy. You will know it after reading the "Great Light Sutra."

"Then you tell me now. Anyway, you know." Lin Funing blinked his eyes and said it naturally, and there was a kind of coquettishness in his tone that he didn't know and didn't know.

Qi Mingyuan looked at Lin Funing dotingly, his eyes were gentle and dark, "Uncle, you..." After sighing helplessly, Qi Mingyuan slowly said, "The "Great Guangming Sutra" was written by the Great Monk Mo Li. Compiled, the historical text thousands of years ago, no one has ever compiled it until the great monk Mo Li appeared." After a pause, Qi Mingyuan slowly narrated, "The special thing about the great monk is that he has the first generation All the inheritance of the monks, the first generation of monks is called Mo Li, who not only has the ability to calculate the sky, but also has the ability to predict. When the Great Zhou Dynasty had not yet pacified the world, the chaos in the world lasted for more than 100 years. At that time, the monk Mo Li Lobbying people with lofty ideals all over the world to form a rebel army. Instead of occupying land as kings, they built temples all over the world, looking for capable people with lofty ideals, and helping people suffering from wars. All weak children and orphans who do not have weak crowns and hairpins are educated by them. Afterwards, those with special abilities among these weak children and orphans voluntarily followed the great monk and became monks. Later, Li Li found the Qi family according to God's fortune, and told the people in the world that the head of the Qi family could The king who ended the troubled times also handed over the rebel army to the Patriarch of the Qi family. After the Qi family pacified the world, the great monk Mo Li left the capital and began to travel around the world, looking for his successors, and passing on his skills to others. The second generation of great monks..."

Lin Funing listened intently, his expression changed from curiosity at the beginning to seriousness later, and finally he looked at Qi Mingyuan with a frown, "Little nephew, do you think the world chose the head of the Qi family, or did Li Li choose the head of the Qi family?" Patriarch?"

Lin Funing's question was extremely sharp, but Qi Mingyuan listened, just smiled and sighed softly in his heart, he really deserves to be a junior uncle!So he asked rhetorically, "Little uncle, what do you think?"

Lin Funing didn't answer, just sat up straight, stroked his chin, and decided to go back tonight and read through the "Great Light Sutra".

Qi Mingyuan said again slowly, "This is just one of the things that the Great Monk Mo Li did. The most awe-inspiring thing is that the Great Monk Mo Li once went to the polar regions and completed the "Book of Herbs". Among them, he made three oracles based on the "Hundred Herbal Classics."

Upon hearing this, Lin Funing blinked his bright eyes excitedly and asked, "Which three oracles?"

"One of the three oracles is the prince who was born of the magic tree. The magic tree refers to Xuanzhi, a rare tree that grows in the polar regions and only blooms on December [-]th every year. He said that the magic tree The prince born will bring blood and darkness to the world." Qi Mingyuan said with a smile, but the smile was a little too sincere.

Lin Funing frowned after listening, what kind of shabby oracle?

"Two of the three oracles, the inheritance of the great monk will end in the hands of the prince born from the magic tree. The last of the three oracles is that the Hundred Flowers Festival will be colorful again!"

Lin Funing held his chin and was very confused, "Is he really a monk? Why do I think he is a magic stick?"

——He believes that there will be some strange things in this world, after all, there are all the most nonsensical Huawazi, right?But, why did he feel uncomfortable after hearing this about Mo Li, ahem, he should call him a master, that... what a shabby oracle?

Qi Mingyuan chuckled, "Young Master Uncle can't let Great Monk Wuchen hear these words."

Lin Funing rolled his eyes, "I know why the master didn't tell me, this guy called Li Li is a bit of a mystery!"

"No, the oracle he made has never made a mistake." Qi Mingyuan shook his head and smiled.

"Do you believe it?" Lin Funing narrowed his eyes, he doesn't believe in any oracle!Just because one of the princes born from the magic tree will bring blood and darkness to the world, he is extremely disgusted!

"I believe, but I don't follow." Qi Mingyuan said with a soft and gentle smile on his face.

Lin Funing was taken aback and looked at Qi Mingyuan.

"Little uncle... Before the Qi family unified the world, there was a genealogy, which ranked the descendants of each generation of the Qi family. There are a total of [-] characters. When selecting characters for the ranking of descendants, be extremely careful, because the magic tree is a branch of Xuan, and there is only one character named Xuan in the family tree of the Qi family. Little uncle, guess who will own this Xuan branch? Word?" Qi Mingyuan asked with a light smile.

Lin Funing suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, he stared at Qi Mingyuan without saying a word, and his expression became serious.

"Eleven years after my mother and concubine Concubine Rong gave birth to me, she suddenly discovered that the character I selected for ranking was Xuan." Qi Mingyuan said softly, with a mocking smile on his lips, "Actually, I should have a fifth younger brother, but after the word ranking, if I die, he will not be Xuan, if he dies, I should be Xuan when the word ranking is selected."

"Why?" Lin Funing asked softly.

"It's a bit complicated to say, but it's actually simple. After the father had a son called the fifth brother, the imperial physician said that the father could no longer bring dragon sons and daughters to the royal family. Therefore, until the fifth brother, the father only If you can have five sons, the ranking of the family tree of the Qi family cannot be changed. Then, the character Xuan, the ranking, happens to be the fifth younger brother. There is a rule in the Qi family that if any descendant dies, his ranking will be cancelled. But the character cannot be cancelled, so the latter person has two characters, but the father can no longer have a son, so he can only give this character to me. Therefore, because the fifth brother died, then I have two characters. Because of the death of my concubine, my original character was canceled, so, that is to say, I inherited the fifth brother's character—Xuan."

After Qi Mingyuan finished speaking, he lowered his eyes, his eyes were uncontrollably cold, thinking of his previous life, when he returned to the capital, when he was weak in the crown ceremony, his father personally bestowed it—Xuan, and the indifference and sarcasm of the royal family at that time.

"Then, do you like the word Xuan?" Lin Funing stared at Qi Mingyuan and asked seriously.

Qi Mingyuan raised his eyes to look at Lin Funing. If the little master hadn't mentioned the specialness of the great monk tonight, if he hadn't mentioned the great monk Moli, he would not have said about the three oracles. In his plan, the three The oracle and the matter of the magic tree Xuanzhi should be things that will happen a year later, and they will only be mentioned after he is crowned, but the three great monks are coming.

He asked Lin Jiaxue to ask Seng Zheng of Qifu Temple, and Seng Zheng said that his aura was dark and cold.

All the monks in a mere place have said this, so what would the three great monks say?

What if the three great monks told the junior uncle that his aura was too dark and told the junior uncle not to approach him?What if the three oracles of Li Li were mentioned?

Rather than letting an irrelevant stranger tell the little uncle, it's better for him to say it himself!

At least, with my little uncle's trust and kindness towards me, even if my little uncle will be jealous of me, I will definitely not alienate myself!

"It doesn't matter if you like it or not, it's just a word." Qi Mingyuan whispered.

"But, I thought you liked it very much. When you drew the flower emblem for me, wasn't there Xuanzhi under the wooden fish?" Lin Funing suddenly bent his eyes and smiled.

Qi Mingyuan looked at Lin Funing deeply, and didn't say a word. What if he was thinking about the little uncle at that time, so he made such a flower emblem on purpose? ——Wrong, at that time, he just had a vague feeling that he wanted to add his own mark to the little uncle's things.

It was the Cold Food Festival two years ago that I really understood my feelings for my little uncle.

"Actually... you like it very much, right? That's why you draw Xuanzhi, right?" Lin Funing said with a smile.

Qi Mingyuan just smiled.

But in the next second, Qi Mingyuan froze and smiled - because his face was pinched.

Lin Funing got up, stretched out his hands and pinched Qi Mingyuan's face, very serious, "Little Martial Nephew, how many times have I told you! Don't laugh when you don't want to laugh!"

"..."

"You don't look handsome when you smile like this! You're so ugly!"

"..."

"Little Martial Nephew, as I said, I like Xuan Zhi very much. Pure love, just like I like you, Junior Martial Nephew."

Qi Mingyuan was startled, the pinched face looked weird because of being stunned, Lin Funing chuckled, and finally he was able to pinch the face of this infuriatingly handsome guy to make him ugly!wakaka!

Lin Funing smiled proudly and arrogantly.Then he let go of his hand contentedly, patted Qi Mingyuan's shoulder, and said proudly, "Little Martial Nephew, don't worry, I will cover you from now on! Whoever dares to say that you are the Prince of the Demon Tree, I will kill him!"