Substitute Attack and Scum Shou Your Majesty

He came to the capital from Jinzhou because of an invitation.

The invitation was handed over by Han Zongyan.

And he still doesn't know who the person behind the curtain sitting in the lotus room was.

Shi Yin didn't want to create groundless suspicions.

That would be too disappointing to A Luan's liking.

So Shi Yin just wanted to know if that person was A Luan.

That snow, that branch of plum...

Could it be a deceitful deception?

but why is it necessary

He is nothing more than a secret buried under the Buddhist gate with no background or identity.

If that person is A Luan...

Shi Yin closed his eyes.

The kiss last night was entangled with these questions, he frowned tightly, showing a pained expression, he couldn't continue to think about it.

Shi Yin clenched his hands tightly, his nails sank into his palm, and he couldn't escape the pain it brought out.

Sang Chenglin saw that Shi Yin's expression was not very good, and thought of the recent rumors in Beijing that Shi Yin fell ill because of this worry, so he comforted him: "Master, rumors are just rumors, don't pay too much attention to them."

"At the beginning, Ling'er and I also heard rumors."

Shi Yin never cared about rumors, and now he only wants to know one thing.

He wants to figure it all out.

Regardless of whether his betrayal after seeing the truth will become a complete joke.

He has to figure it out.

Shi Yin stabilized his mood, opened his eyes again, and slightly pulled out a pale smile, only revealing some sickness, and did not reveal more.

He coughed lightly and said, "People's words are terrifying."

"Fortunately, that Tan Zhongcheng was sensible and never blocked your marriage with that Tan Yue."

"However, the fate between the two of you is really a matter of course, and it went very smoothly."

Seeing that the words turned to him again, Sang Chenglin laughed foolishly for a while, but he stopped soon. He scratched his head and said, "It didn't go so smoothly."

"I came to propose marriage three times, and it was not until the last time that Mr. Zhongcheng nodded."

"After all, Linger and I don't get along well, and I'm just a scholar, and I failed three times. Lord Zhongcheng didn't like me at first."

Shi Yin said: "Thinking about it, that Tan Yue has worked hard for a long time, right?"

"Yes," Sang Chenglin said with emotion: "If Ling'er hadn't been devoted to me and resisted again and again with Mr. Zhongcheng, I think it would be impossible for us to get married."

Shi Yin smiled slightly and said, "Parents all over the world have the same heart."

Sang Chenglin nodded, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and said with some doubts: "It's strange to say that when I came to the door the first two times, Mr. Zhongcheng didn't see me at all, and only sent a housekeeper to tell me to go back. Don't be delusional."

"But when I went again for the third time, Mr. Zhongcheng actually met me in person, and his words were very kind. He even readily agreed to my proposal."

Shi Yin heard what he wanted to hear: "Really?"

"Well," Sang Chenglin said, "Ling'er still told me that if Mr. Zhongcheng refuses to agree, she will go on a hunger strike."

While speaking, Sang Chenglin showed pain.

Shi Yin comforted him and said, "Fortunately, we haven't reached that point in the end, and you two are going to get married."

"That's right, fortunately everything went well," Sang Chenglin became happy again, and even invited Shi Yin, he said: "If the master can come to my wedding banquet with Ling'er, the guest of honor should be a master." .”

Sang Chenglin's words were sincere, without any hint of falsehood.

From this point of view, Sang Chenglin is still the same scholar who was sheltering from the rain at the Listening Fragrance Pavilion and commenting on music.

Shi Yin smiled slightly, shook his head, and said, "It's a big deal for you to get married, and even better."

"Right now, I'm full of rumors, and I'm very pleased that you can come and tell me."

"But my identity is not suitable after all."

Sang Chenglin didn't force it, but said regretfully: "Okay, then listen to Master."

"But there are so many good days this month."

"Twelve, sixteen, twenty-four, all are good days, even His Majesty's Longevity Day is also in this month."

"Oh, by the way, the Prime Minister's marriage seems to be scheduled on the 24th, the day before the Longevity Day."

Shi Yin just heard it and said, "Really."

"Well," Sang Chenglin continued, "I heard from Ling'er that this prime minister is young, but he has never been married before, and I don't know how it was suddenly arranged. He also got the marriage from His Majesty. ..."

Listening to Sang Chenglin's words, Shi Yin suddenly felt something unusual.

And this time Sang Chenglin's arrival was too coincidental.

He just came out of the palace yesterday, and Sang Chenglin, who was about to get married in a few days, how could he come to Daxing Temple to look for him at this moment?

And what Sang Chenglin said...

Shi Yin gritted his teeth, he sensed a kind of provocation.

It was the provocation of the man who was sitting in the lotus room of Qingquan Temple, hiding behind the curtain.

That person was sure that Sang Chenglin would come to Daxing Temple to find him when he heard the news, and he was also sure that he would investigate further, and even more sure that Sang Chenglin would say these words under his guidance.

Everything was calculated by that person.

That person was provocative, even if Sang Chenglin was asked to disclose it like this, Shi Yin could not reveal his face.

well.

This is good.

Shi Yin flicked the bead on his wrist, calming down the aroused and fluttering mood.

He will always untie it.

No matter how provocative that person is, as long as he is left in this chess game, he will be able to unravel his face.

Shi Yin slid Dai Zhu down and held it in his hand, pulled one away, and asked Sang Chenglin, "How did you get here?"

Sang Chenglin didn't react for a while: "What?"

Shi Yin asked more carefully: "Did you come to look for me because you heard the news from someone that I came back to Daxing Temple?"

Guiyun Guiyu said that he came back in a sedan chair, and the people who brought him back were also dressed in ordinary clothes.

Although it was the Empress Dowager's will, it can be seen that there was no publicity, and not many people wanted to know about it.

Sang Chenglin nodded and said, "That's right, I just heard it from a book friend."

"He said that I am on good terms with you, Master. Now that Master has been sent out of the palace and returned to Daxing Temple, he should come and see it."

as predicted.

While talking, Sang Chenglin felt something was wrong: "It's strange, he never cared about these things, how could he know about this before me?"

Shi Yin didn't want to involve Sang Chenglin anymore, so he smiled slightly and said, "It's not a secret that I was sent out of the palace. It's not surprising that someone knows about it all the way back."

Sang Chenglin is also thoughtful, but he always has a bit of the persistence of a scholar, which makes him seem stubborn.

When Shi Yin came back from the palace, he only had a small sedan chair, and the palace people dressed in ordinary clothes again, and went straight back to Daxing Temple.

Even if someone sees it, how can they know it clearly?

Even he only found out about it after the fact.

But since Shi Yin had already explained it in this way, Sang Chenglin didn't go into it any further, just nodded and said, "That's true."

Shi Yin turned Dai Zhu over again and said, "From now on, don't come here again."

Sang Chenglin was a little surprised: "What does the master mean by this?"

Shi Yin said, "I'm leaving and I won't be coming back."

Since that person regards Sang Chenglin as a provocative pawn, if he has any further contact with Sang Chenglin, he will definitely not be as good as Sang Chenglin.

Sang Chenglin was just an innocent person who met by chance.

He should not be involved in this game of chess.

A chess piece that has been picked out is useless.

Sang Chenglin looked at Shi Yin steadfastly, as if he wanted to see the truth.

Shi Yin's expression remained unchanged.

His subordinates dialed another bead.

After a long time, Sang Chenglin stood up, performed a Buddhist salute to Shi Yin, and said, "Then, I wish you a safe trip, Master."

Shi Yin responded indifferently: "Okay."

Sang Chenglin left.

The remaining half of the concoction in the bowl was completely cold and could not be drunk anymore.

Shi Yin poured the medicine into the brazier.

The charcoal fire there is too hot.

The burning charcoal became even more red the moment the cold medicine was poured down, almost turning white, but finally, slowly, the charcoal fire was still extinguished.

The heat in the room has also dropped a lot.

The coldest time of winter has not yet arrived.

The next day it rained again.

Guiyun Guiyu ran all the way back from the Nianfo Hall, shivering from the cold.

Shi Yin left them to warm up in the house, then went to make hot tea for them both to drink, and asked, "You didn't bring an umbrella, why didn't you stay there to shelter from the rain before you came back?"

It's raining heavily at the moment.

Holding the teacups, the two young monks shook their heads in unison and said, "Several brothers have been scolded by the uncle today, we dare not stay there."

Shi Yin stopped asking.

It's still raining outside.

Shi Yin felt a little stuffy, and the low fever on his body hadn't subsided completely, so he put on a cloak, opened the door and went out, standing on the porch, reaching out to catch a few drops of rainwater.

Winter rain is icy cold.

A Luan also stood under this porch once, his whole hand was soaked by the rain.

Thinking about it, Shi Yin turned his hand over and poured out a small puddle of rainwater stored in his palm.

Then he took out his handkerchief and carefully wiped off the rainwater on his hands.

But the hands are still cold.

Guiyun and Guiyu also came out after drinking the hot tea, to make medicine for Shi Yin.

This is Chang Ruo's order.

Guiyun Guiyu was still worried about Shi Yin, and before leaving, he raised his head and said to Shi Yin: "Brother Shi Yin, your body is not fully recovered yet, don't stand outside for too long, it will be bad if you catch cold again." .”

Shi Yin smiled gently and agreed to them: "Okay."

After getting a response, Guiyun Guiyu left.

Shi Yin stopped standing outside, turned around and went back inside.

But how soon is A Luan's birthday coming, he hasn't prepared the birthday gift yet, so he should think about it.

What else can I give?

On A Luan's birthday last year, he gave away a piece of ruby ​​that he carved and polished himself.

A Luan always wears it on her body.

But there is only one piece of ruby.

There is no such ruby ​​this year.

Shi Yin thought about it, but before he could make up his mind, someone came to his door again.

The ones who came were from Daxing Temple.

The monk knocked on the door, but he didn't come in, he just said outside the door: "Brother Shiyin, Abbot, please go over."

Shi Yin understood that this was the one who was about to make another move.

He just didn't know what kind of news that person would hear for him this time.

Shi Yin put on his cloak, opened the door and went out: "Let's go."

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