Don't be clouded

Chapter 10 Wood

Surprised expressions appeared on the faces of the four of them.Ji Bieyun couldn't help frowning, he was the only person present who knew best, Zheng Yu was obviously hit by a hidden weapon that had been poisoned at the time, no three-year-old child would think it was suicide, not to mention that Dali Temple has a professional Wu Zuo.

It's too strange for the third division to close the case so hastily.

Moreover, it is impossible for non-high-ranking people to cover up the truth so blatantly.

Maybe this matter really has something to do with the prime minister.

Prince Xian nodded and waved the guards back.He glanced at the other three people with his eyes and saw their expressions, "There are times when the three judges are judging people, the world is getting worse, the world is getting worse."

Xu Yang answered, "That's right, the servants of Zheng's house caught a thief in the middle of the night, how could it be suicide."

The prince looked at Guan Chen, it was reasonable for a monk not to express his views on these matters.He looked at the young man on the other side, and Ji Bieyun also lowered his head, as if he had nothing to say, he was really mature and steady.

"That's all." He flicked his sleeves, "I also checked the guards of Xuanqing Temple, it's boring here, I'd better go back."

Ji Bieyun put down the teacup and was about to follow, but was stopped by Prince Xian raising his hand.

"Ji Yao stays."

He looked up suddenly, puzzled.

"I don't go out recently, it's tormenting you to trap you in the palace. Why don't you stay in Xuanqing Mountain to relax and take this opportunity to think about whether you want to join my right guard."

Prince Xian didn't give him a chance to argue, he called Guan Chen out, and the group went back along the way they came.

Guan Chen slowed down when he passed by Ji Bieyun, and said in a low voice: "The almsgiver stay, the poor monk will return later."

After that, he didn't care how the young man resisted, and followed Prince Xian out.

The prince sent everyone else ten steps away, and only let Guan Chen follow.

The mountain wind in February was still chilly, Ming Wang raised his head and looked at the leaves blown by the wind, seemingly casually said: "This junior you entrusted to me is a little dangerous."

The tall monk looked down at the bluestone slab without making a sound.

"When you said you were going to Lingzhou to repair the temple, I felt something was wrong. The abbot Jueming is old, and you are the only apprentice. Instead of sitting in Xuanqing Temple, you went to a remote place to repair the temple."

Mingwang smiled lowly, feeling a little helpless, "I'll understand when you come back from writing a book, it turned out it was for one person. It's not enough to bring him back to Beijing, and let me find an official position for him. Guanchen, I don't believe in people If you can break six roots, you won’t come up with the family’s arguments to frame you. I just want to say that even if you have desires, you shouldn’t become that kind of vulgar person, you have to be smarter.”

When Prince Xian said these words, Guan Chen kept fiddling with the beads in his hands, and the cracks on some of the beads were faintly visible between his fingers.

There was no emotion on his face, he was silent for a while but said: "The poor monk is not for Ji Bieyun, but just for a thought."

I said so many words just now, and tried to persuade him earnestly, but this person actually only paid attention to that one sentence.Mingwang was so angry that he couldn't even hold back his demeanor, he really hated iron and steel, "Why are you refuting this with me! Is this the point of what I said just now? You..."

He pointed to Guanchen's nose, and put his hand down abruptly after a while, "Eminent monk Laoshizi, you have an elm head! Yes, Ji Yao is indeed a good seedling, and I really intend to let him join my right guard, but his The heart is not here at all. You first ask Ji Yao yourself to find out his details and what he is going to do. Don't come to me if you don't know, otherwise the king will not dare to take over. "

After finishing speaking, he walked forward angrily, muttering in his mouth.After walking two steps, he felt hesitant to go away, turned back and cursed in a low voice in front of Guan Chen: "Just two days after he came, Zheng Yu died, that was the servant of the Ministry of Rites, the court order official! What should I do if the first and third divisions really find out about him, what should I explain to His Majesty?"

"This case may not be done by him." Guan Chen looked at the angry Prince Xian and asked calmly, "Where is the third division, did the prince take action?"

Mingwang was about to die of anger, he forgot that there were a bunch of people behind him, and blurted out cursing: "Fart your mother!"

A look of surprise was evident on his disregarded Guanchen face, and he wanted to make a move, but in the end he just looked over angrily.

"Will I meddle in the affairs of the court? I must have been involved in some important person before I was suppressed. Good luck doesn't happen every time. You can be lucky."

Ming Wang thought that this elm head should at least listen to a few words, it used to be able to speak such profound Buddhist scriptures clearly and logically, it didn't make sense to suddenly become stupid now.

Unexpectedly, Guan Chen said: "Even if it's really Ji Yao, he will act safely, and he will not leave anything behind."

Prince Xian was stunned for a moment, then raised his finger and shouted angrily: "Get lost!"

The people following behind saw the prince getting angry from a distance, and they were frightened at first, but now they were startled when they heard an angry shout, thinking that something happened.Xu Yang even put his hands on the hilt of his sword, ready to charge forward at any time.

Ming Wang glared at Guan Chen, turned around and left.

The monk stayed where he was, clasped his hands together and saluted, "Send off the prince."

A group of people passed by Guanchen, and they all glanced at him either explicitly or secretly.

Xu Yang stayed for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Why are you arguing?"

Guan Chen didn't answer, just saluted again.

"Xu Yang! Follow!"

Hearing Prince Xian's voice, Xu Yang trembled all over, and hurried over.

After everyone had gone away, Guan Chen sighed silently.

The prince was kind to him, so he was angry this time because he didn't cherish the feathers.But regardless of deeds or mind, he must do these things.

He twirled the beads for a while, and returned to the meditation room after his mind completely calmed down.

I thought the young man would not be able to stay, maybe he had already run away, but when he returned, Ji Bieyun was sitting on a chair, drinking tea bored.Seeing him coming back, he only raised his eyes, "Your tea here is quite delicious."

Guan Chen stood at the door and didn't go in, lowered his eyes to avoid the prying eyes of the young man, and said: "The poor monk took the benefactor to the guest room."

"Don't I need to go to offer incense sticks? I'm here, so I have to bring some greetings to the Buddha, right?"

He recalled that when he was in Lingdong Temple, Ji Bieyun had never been to the Buddhist temple, let alone worshiped the Buddha.

This was deliberately teasing him again.

Guan Chen didn't know why the boy's hobby started, but he could only answer: "The benefactor doesn't have to force himself."

Ji Bieyun snorted, put down the teacup, and followed the monk out of the small courtyard.

The guest room seemed to be in another direction, Guan Chen led him to a fork in the road, just after turning the corner, a long staircase appeared in front of him.

The two stepped on the stone steps, and the mountain wind became more violent here, forcing Ji Bieyun to tighten his robe.

He felt that Guan Chen's mood was a bit duller than before Prince Xian left. Although he always looked like he didn't like to talk, but after getting along for a long time, he could see a little inner emotion from Guan Chen's demeanor and movements.

Was he scolded by Prince Xian?

The prince said today that he came to Xuanqing Temple to inspect the right guard, but in fact it was also to keep him here.Although he gave a decent reason on the surface, Ji Bieyun could feel that he was left behind.

But he doesn't care.Whether others give up on him or not is someone else's business, he just doesn't want anyone to be implicated because of him.

However, with Ji Bieyun's stubborn nature since he was a child, it was difficult for him to take the initiative to reveal it, and he would only sneakily make up for it from other places.

"That," Ji Bieyun cleared his throat, "I have something for you."

He took out a flat brocade box from his arms, and handed it to Guan Chen.

"I said I would come to thank you earlier, but I was insincere in thanking you empty-handedly. It just happened that I bought this for you with an advance payment the day before yesterday." He was uneasy, his eyes dodging, "I can't afford rosewood and huanghuali now. Seeing that this one in your hand was broken, so I bought it made of cheap wood... If you dislike it, don't say it in front of me."

Guan Chen stood on the three or four steps below, and had to raise his head to look into his eyes.The monk showed a slightly stunned expression, reached out to take the brocade box, but looked at him for a while before lowering his head to open it.

There are strings of Buddha beads in the box, one can tell the color is not good at first glance, but Guan Chen stretched out his hand to caress it, but did not move for a long time.

Ji Bieyun panicked, jumped down two steps, and said anxiously: "You really hate the poor and love the rich? You shouldn't."

Guan Chen looked up, with an indistinct smile on his lips.

"The cracks in the string of Buddhist beads were knocked out three months ago. The poor monk wanted to change it at that time but hesitated. He felt that no new string of Buddhist beads would have this opportunity."

He breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Can the Buddha beads also have a chance?"

The monk nodded, took out the bracelet he gave, and slowly put it on his wrist, then took off the old one and put it in the brocade box.

"Perhaps what the poor monk was waiting for was the opportunity at this moment."

The author says:

I had a premonition that Xiaoyun might be scolded, so I put an iron pot on my head first, the strength of the copywriting is not a lie, I promise