Lie Junhou [Rebirth]

The guards of Ulanja were separated and held overnight. Lin Yi went to screen them one by one in person, and found two problematic ones. He threatened the others and threw them back.

The two detected guards were different. One was the culprit who colluded with the bandits that day, causing Wulanjia to be alone and injured by the bandits.

The other person was a windfall. He was sent by the concubine of Ulanja's father to lurk beside the little prince. The royal family fought in the concubine, and they also had bad intentions.

Back at the prefect's mansion, Wulanjia was depressed all the time, and when he heard about the guards, he just responded casually, sitting on the bamboo chair in the courtyard, staring at the splint on his calf in a daze, and he didn't laugh when Ye Tang teased him.

Lin Yi saw this scene when he entered the yard, walked up to Wulanjia, raised his hand and rubbed his light brown curly hair: "Are you sad?"

Wulanjia nodded. He just gave away most of his money a few days ago to buy food and give away porridge. Today, he was pointed at by the refugees and scolded by them.

Lin Yi squatted down and looked up at Wulanjia: "Little Curly, I told you to cover your ears, did you not cover them tightly?"

Wulanjia rubbed her nose: "Cover tightly, I heard it before covering it."

Lin Yi smiled and said: "It's not your fault that people in the world misunderstand and scold you. People who know you must like you very much."

Wulanjia raised his eyelids to look at Lin Yi, and muttered, "You like me too? I'm lame." He pointed to his leg.

Lin Yi slapped his hand away: "What are you lame, it will be fine in a few days."

"Then do you like me? You still say I deserve a beating." Ulanja insisted on asking him.

This kid held grudges so much, Lin Yi got up and rubbed Wulanjia's curly hair a few more times, feeling soft and sticky: "I like it, why does the longer it grows, the more curly it becomes."

Meng De'an took a few people mixed in with the refugees to interrogate immediately. They were really not ordinary people, but the gang of rebels who caused trouble in Yinping County a while ago. They were the same group of rebels that Lin Yi encountered in the town last time .

Lin Yi felt something was wrong, why did they target Wulanjia?

He took Wulanjia to identify them carefully, and he really recognized some familiar faces. He looked a little uneasy, and whispered to Lin Yi, "That's a robber."

"Did he break your leg?" Lin Yi asked with a frown.

Wulanjia shook his head: "I can't remember."

This group of people really lost their minds and did it over and over again. First they caused trouble in Yinping County, and then went to Qingning Mansion to rob and kill Prince Yuezhi.

As the interrogation continued, several rebels refused to explain their motives, and at this time they bit their teeth and committed suicide.

"What's the purpose? Just to stir up trouble?" Lin Yi leaned on the back of the chair with his legs crossed, faintly feeling something was wrong.

Xiao Huan asked Meng De'an: "Where is the place where Wulanjia was robbed?"

Meng De'an sighed helplessly: "The section where Fanling Mountain collapsed happened to be the mountain road where the little prince met the robbers."

It seems that everything is connected by a hidden thread, and the context cannot be traced at all, is it a coincidence?

Lin Yi thought for a while: "Let's go, the fleeting time is not good, let's go to the temple to burn incense."

Before going out, Lord Yuheng just came back. Hearing that they were going to Jiguang Temple, he raised his chin in disgust and said: "Those bald wooden fish are extremely boring, but the lottery from Jiguang Temple is still good, you can try it."

Fanling Mountain is a sacred Buddhist mountain, with verdant green fields and misty mist. It is a pity that one side of Fanling Mountain is intact as before, and half of the mountain on the other side is covered by landslides, like a broken layer.

A group of people climbed up the steps. Jiguang Temple is not at the top of Fanling Mountain, but near the top of the mountain. The Buddhists do not contend that the top of the mountain is the highest.

Since Fanling Mountain collapsed in half and Jiguang Temple remained unscathed, the incense here has become more prosperous, and it is said that it is a blessed place blessed by gods and Buddhas.

Incense and incense envelop the eaves of the main hall, and the century-old Bodhi is opposite to the Buddha statue in the temple, and the pilgrims who come and go can't disturb them.

The monk knew Meng De'an. Meng De'an was sweating all the way up the steps. He took out a red handkerchief and wiped it off. He asked, "Is Master Jibei here?"

"The abbot has gone out recently."

The monk took Lin Yi and the others around the temple, and Lin Yi asked, "Is there anything unusual recently?"

The monk thought for a while: "The back mountain collapsed. The temple cleared the mountain road and replanted trees every day. The soil and rocks turned up were somewhat different."

A few people went around to the back mountain, and seeing the devastation up close, it was like a mudslide. Many ancient trees fell down, and the ones that could be saved were tried to be replanted, and a new forest was being planted.

Lin Yi bent down to pick up a few gravels on the ground, and exchanged glances with Xiao Huan.

"Nitrate?"

The monk lowered his eyes and said: "It seems that before the landslide, someone tried to mine saltpeter. Now there is only one mine hole left, which is very hidden."

"When did you find out?" Meng De'an felt uncomfortable.

"I just found out yesterday, and I haven't had time to go down the mountain to report it in the future."

There was no earthquake, no heavy rain, how could the mountain collapse as it said, it turned out that it was hollowed out by someone.

"This is digging the corner of the Bodhisattva. Under the lotus seat, there is a mine." Lin Yi shook his head.

The monk smiled and said, "There is no dust in the Buddha's heart, and there is no dust in his seat."

Xiao Huan said to Meng De'an: "Fanling Mountain needs to be guarded in the future, and there is no need to surround the top of the mountain. Don't let people hollow out half of the mountain."

Meng De'an smiled wryly and repeatedly agreed. He has been an official for [-] years and thought he would grow old in peace. What happened this year is too legendary.

Going back to the temple, Lin Yi tugged at Xiao Huan's sleeve and whispered, "Ask for a lottery?"

Xiao Huan smiled and said, "Do you believe this?"

Lin Yi chuckled: "It's very interesting, counting the marriage and fortune, it seems that there is something to look forward to, and I want to see if it will work in the future."

The monks took them into the hall, where the tall Buddha statues looked down on all living beings compassionately, and people came and went, as if they were silent.

Meng De'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and watched the Seventh Prince accompany the little Hou Ye to ask for a lottery.

The stick rattled a few times, and the two picked up the bamboo slips with inscriptions. Before Lin Yi looked at his own, he first looked at Xiao Huan's.

"The clouds are still in the dust, and the infatuation of the four seasons comes out of the abyss early."

Lin Yi was thoughtful and seemed to have realized something, Xiao Huan asked: "What is Master Lin's insight?"

Lin Yi shook his head, and said truthfully: "I don't understand, but it feels very auspicious."

He turned up his own stick again, "Gu Ying once saw Gui Hongdu, and I was also in this scene."

Lin Yi pondered for a moment and gave up: "I don't understand this even more... Xiao Huan, I have no relationship with Buddhism, and I don't have enough understanding."

The monk stepped forward with a smile, and Lin Yi handed over the lottery: "How to solve it?"

The monk looked at Xiao Huan and said, "Young master is a caring person. If you are in the world, you will get what you ask for. If you suffer from infatuation, you will also be overcome by infatuation."

The monk looked at Lin Yi again, and said with a smile: "The benefactor's signature is a marriage lottery, and it's mixed here, so it can be seen that it is also fate."

Lin Yi: "..." Why did it become a marriage contract as soon as I arrived at my place.

"Marriage is just marriage, what should I say?" Lin Yi asked curiously.

The monk pointed to the ancient tree in the courtyard: "Buddhas look at Bodhi, people look at Buddha, and the mountains and rivers are magnificent in the eyes of the almsgiver, and some people look at you better than mountains and rivers."

Lin Yi was stunned, why did this monk speak so nastyly, did the Buddha allow him to do this?

Lin Yi spends half his life at ease, half his life fighting, and love for his children has become a luxury in the end. It's okay, it seems that he won't be a bachelor in this life.

Everyone went down the mountain with their own thoughts. Before going to bed at night, Lin Yi kept thinking about the rebellion. He suddenly opened his eyes, got up and ran outside Xiao Huan's house. Seeing that the lights in the house had been turned off, he hesitated and prepared to go back.

"Who?" Xiao Huan seemed to be still asleep.

Lin Yi turned back again: "It's me."

He pushed the door and went in. Xiao Huan just lay down and moved a place for him inward. Lin Yi jumped up unceremoniously, lay down next to him and said, "Xiao Huan, do you think these things are weird today?"

Xiao Huan said: "The rioters don't seem to be aiming at the Yinping County government or Wulanjia, they should have other plans."

Lin Yi nodded: "From Yinping County to Qingning Mansion, this area is the junction of Jiangzhou Ghost Army and Xidaying Dingyuan Army. If there is a big incident here, especially Wulan Jia's assassination, it will be easy for the court to deal with it. Dingyuan Army has an opinion."

"Your Majesty just took half of the military power of the Dingyuan Army into his hands a while ago, so it should not be so quick to make another move." Xiao Huan said.

Lin Yi rubbed his temples: "It may not be His Majesty, there are too many eyes staring at Xi Daying, it is a bit unreasonable to go around a big circle in order to tighten military power. It is just a guess, and we have to see the next step What's going on?"

"As for the mine in Fanling Mountain, we must continue to investigate." Xiao Huan said.

The next day, Xiao Huan and Lin Yi left Qingning Mansion, and Wulanjia wanted to follow, but his father had sent someone to urge him to go home, so he had to obediently set foot on the road back to Yuezhi.

Meng De'an sent away the little Buddha Ulanka, and was worried about how to write the scriptures. King Xiting saw the mess in his land and heard it from beginning to end. He didn't know whether to thank God or admit that he was unlucky.

Xiao Huanyun pointed him lightly: "The assassination of Wulanjia is suppressed and not reported, the matter of Fanling Mountain is auspicious, and the matter of settling the refugees, you let go of boasting yourself."

Meng De'an was overwhelmed with gratitude as if he had been pardoned, and watched them leave by boat with joy.

Xiao Huan and Lin Yi did not go back to the ghost army camp, but went directly to Jiangling City, and took him to buy candy as they said.

In fact, the ghost army camp is located in the Chongling Mountains outside Jiangling City. On one side of the landscape is the Iron Camp of Thousand Ships, and on the other side is the prosperous Jiangnan city.

Jiangling is the pinnacle of misty rivers and lakes, but it is a little more fairy than the ordinary Jiangnan scenery. The cornices of the buildings, Qiongjie Yuxiang, and the singing column in the market are all lacking.

The street stalls and shops were so lively that the eyes were dazzled, the sound of hawking was endless, and the aroma of various foods entered his nose. Lin Yi resisted the temptation and looked around to find red bean honey and brown sugar.

Xiao Huan didn't let Yetang and Yuheng Jun come with him. He held Lin Yi's wrist so as not to get separated. The gentle man in light blue silk robe and the handsome young man in red were very eye-catching when they walked together.

"That one is the most famous in Jiangling." Xiao Huan led Lin Yi to an inconspicuous shop.

There is an old plaque hanging on the small shop, which is neatly engraved with "Jiangling Pastry".

Inside a drawer of small steamers is freshly baked red bean honey and brown sugar. It is not sugar, but a pastry about the size of two knuckles. Speaking of this pastry, everyone is used to saying that they should eat sugar.

Lin Yi ate to his heart's content, picked up a piece and handed it to Xiao Huan's mouth, Xiao Huan ate it with his hand, his lips touched Lin Yi's fingertips lightly, Lin Yi curled his fingers when he retracted his hand, a little embarrassed.

"My lord, do you want to try other dim sum? They are all sweet and delicious." The boss said with a smile.

"He only likes to eat this." Xiao Huan said casually.

Lin Yi is a northerner, and he is more picky about sweet things, and he will easily feel greasy if they don't fit the taste. Red bean honey and brown sugar stand out from many desserts, and Xiao Huan naturally knows his taste by heart.

Lin Yi tasted the pastry, but before he could speak, he walked forward with Xiao Huan, swallowed it and asked, "How do you know that I don't like other things?"

Xiao Huan turned his head to look at Lin Yi carefully, and said with a smile, "Because you don't even look at anything else."

Lin Yi put a piece in his mouth, and felt that the taste of this snack was a bit different,

He raised his eyes, and suddenly saw a gently crouching green hill at the end of the city, surrounded by clouds and mists, hiding a majestic palace, which looked like a fairyland from afar.

"That's... the Danxiao Palace of King Xiting?" Lin Yi asked.

Xiao Huan followed his gaze, his expression was calm, and his tone could not tell whether he was happy or angry: "Yes." He asked Lin Yi, "Want to take a look?"

"It's the same from a distance, but it's really like a fairy palace. People say 'Dong Penglai, Nan Danxiao', and the reputation is well-deserved." Lin Yi admired.

He admired the magnificent palace for a while, then turned to look at Xiao Huan, and saw Xiao Huan looking at him intently.

For some reason, the lottery that Jiguang Temple asked suddenly popped up in my mind——

"Gu Ying once saw Gui Hongdu, and I am also in this scene."

Lin Yi thought that he would never ask for a signature again, which was simply deceptive.