Song Yang knew what she was referring to and responded: "It's a bit like Mr. Bo sending Xie Zizuo here, but... the situation is still different.
Ren Churong gently rubbed his temples, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm really too lazy to think about it. I'll listen to you."
Song Yang stood up and came behind Cheng Lin. The princess didn't know why, and was about to stand up. He pressed her shoulder, indicating that she should sit still and not move. At the same time, Song Yang said: "It's useless for you to press like this." He spread his fingers.
He reached into Xiu and gently pressed the top of her head.
Song Yang was proficient in medicine, familiar with the xu points on the top of his head, and the strength of his hands was extremely stable. He thought that after pressing for a while, Chenglin would soon relax, but unexpectedly, the more he pressed, the stiffer Chenglin became, and he sat in the chair.
I didn't dare to move, even my neck was stiff.
Song Yang couldn't say "relax," so he simply pretended not to know, coughed, and went straight to the topic: "Mr. Bo sent the lady to express his willingness to form an alliance with Fu Dang. Mr. Hu sent his son, which is naturally a gesture of goodwill, but it shouldn't be the case."
He was directed at me, but at Prince Zhenxi, and him walking with the prince made this even more clear."
After saying something, Song Yang stopped speaking. It wasn't that he had nothing to say, but usually at this time, Chenglin would naturally respond. But this time, Chenglin didn't say anything. She didn't hear what Song Yang said, and everything was in her ears.
It was my own heartbeat, which seemed to be louder than thunder.
Song Yang waited for a while and saw that she had no intention of speaking, so he could only continue to say: "I don't understand the affairs of the government at all, but although Old Man Hu is a bit cunning, he is a good person. If he can really
Come to think of it, it would be a great thing to reconcile with the Hongbo Mansion from now on."
As he was talking to himself, Cheng Lin suddenly stood up, turned around and walked into the inner hall without saying a word. His face was hurried and his steps were unsteady. He didn't even dare to look at Song Yang, and he looked like he was running away.
...After a while, Chenglin came back. His face stopped blushing and his expression returned to normal. If he looked carefully, there were some traces of water on the bun. Song Yang understood that the princess had escaped to wash her face with cold water.
Chenglin looked like nothing had happened and gestured to Song Yang: "Continue talking."
Song Yang was not pretentious, and took advantage of the topic just now: "Everything else is easy to talk about, but the most difficult thing to understand is: Will Mr. Hu be willing to let it go?"
Did you really throw a single seedling into a remote town? Just to send a "reconciliation" signal to King Zhenxi?
"Perhaps what Prime Minister Zuo said is true?" The princess' mind became active again.
"Earth and wood are miserable?" Song Yang didn't believe this the most. He shook his head and said with a smile: "It's too unreliable. I don't believe it."
Ren Churong thought for a while, then shook his head and said with a smile: "We really don't need to guess this matter. There is also a "master" in Fengyi who asked him to show it to the little baby before talking about it."
Song Yang didn't react: "Who?"
"Gui Gu. Before you came, he rubbed the faces of the whole town. It's said that he was pretty good."
Song Yang really didn’t know about this. Gui Gujingyanqimenxiaojia, but the Five Elements, Bagua, and numerology have many similarities. According to the previous life, when the blind man was learning to play football, he would practice tui by the way.
Already.
After the blind man was found, he heard that he was asked to tell the fortune of the little baby, and he was a little confused: "I have seen all the adults and children in the town, who else can I tell?"
He, the dwarf, and the blacksmith abandoned their rewards and secretly came to Yanziping to follow the Marquis of Changchun. Now they have no identity. Prime Minister Zuo came to the city to grant the title, but Song Yang did not call them. Although they hid here and were captured by Hu
It's okay for adults to know, but it will always be a little embarrassing.
The blind man, the dwarf, has been busy these days selecting fire points and arranging fires in the feudal city. He is not in the town, and the red guard who was ordered to find them in the Yamen didn't say much, so he didn't know about Prime Minister Zuo at all.
It's a matter of sending my son here.
Song Yang didn't explain Pu Tao's identity, and just said: "Don't ask any more questions, please help me check this child's numerology, mainly the five elements." After being brought into the back house, the blind man first asked Tao Tao's birth date.
Following the chubby hand that grabbed the baby, he carefully searched the palms and palm prints, and muttered something in his mouth. No one could understand what he was saying. After a while, he nodded to Song Yang and said, "Has an expert looked at this child before?
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Song Yang Daqi: "Can you figure this out?"
Anyone who is blind would dare to cheat, but they would not dare to talk to Song Yang, Ayi Guo, and Nan Rong. They pretended to be mysterious and shook their heads while telling the truth: "It's not calculation, it's just a guess that this little boy, a civil servant, lives in our place.
It will be of great benefit for a while, I must have received guidance from an expert."
Song Yang was stunned, Mr. Hu was telling the truth. Chenglin smiled at him and said: "If you don't believe those feng shui and numerology statements, you can't stop others from believing them. Then again, if I were a little kid, I would be told by several fortune tellers one after another.
The husband said that she is in trouble and needs to go somewhere to hide for a while. Will you send her there? It’s the same principle. If you care, you will be confused. It’s better to believe her than to believe her.”
At this time, the blind man had already done his palm reading, and then touched the baby's facial features, trying to figure out a complete hexagram. Putao closed his eyes tightly, with a look of risk-taking, and let him do whatever he wanted.
Others didn't pay attention to them. Song Yang nodded following Cheng Lin's words. It seemed that he was really complicating things. He was about to say something. Unexpectedly, the blind man next to him suddenly exclaimed, as if he had touched the charcoal stove, and he hurriedly took it back.
The hands pressed on Putao's little face.
Song Yang wondered: "What's wrong?"
The blind man's face was horrified. He shook his head and said "it's okay" repeatedly while pulling Song Yang away. When he walked out of the inner hall, the blind man asked: "Brother Song, who is this doll?"
Song Yang answered truthfully: "Master Hu's only son, nicknamed Putao."
The blind man rolled his eyes vigorously, hesitated for a while, and then spoke again in a very low voice: "Brother Song, you have a plan in your heart that Mr. Hu will rebel in the future!
Cheng Lin also walked out with them. Hearing this, the princess looked surprised: "Where do you start talking about this?"
"This child has the destiny of being emperor. He will be the emperor in the future!" The blind man did not explain how it was calculated and why, but he said in a solemn and serious tone: "Our Long Live Lord of Nanli is Emperor Honglong. This
How can a child be on the throne? Unless Mr. Hu rebels, seizes the world of Nanli, and creates a new era..."
Before he could finish speaking, Song Yang shook his head and laughed. It was obvious that he didn't take it to heart, and his neighbor didn't take it seriously either. However, he was strictly ordered to never mention it again, and he couldn't talk about taboo things, even if they were just jokes.
The blind man said goodbye, lit his blind stick and ran out. As soon as he crossed the threshold, he stopped again and turned around and asked, "Brother Song, can I come here often to see this little baby?"
Of course he believed in the results he had calculated and planned to establish a relationship with the future emperor in advance. Song Yang knew what he was thinking and said with a smile: "No problem, but Mr. Gui Gu must remember what the princess just told him."
Gui Gu's face was filled with joy, he nodded vigorously in agreement, and walked away with a smile.
Ren Churong stopped mentioning the matter of the grapes and directly changed the topic: "There is something that I haven't had time to tell you yet. Last time the Buddhists came to Fengyi to cause trouble, the few monks we captured had already spoken and gave instructions.
The one who caused trouble is also a monk, his Buddhist name is Wuyu, and he is a master."
Wuyu is very famous. Even Song Yang has heard of her. Among the three magical women in Phoenix City, Chu Rong,
No Fish, Murong Xiaowan.
Not only the monks who came to attack Changchun Hou's feudal city, since the beginning of this year, eminent monks from major temples in Nanli have frequently held Dharma meetings, lectured on scriptures and Taoism, and reminded believers that "when evil spirits come into the world, they should be aware of their sight and hearing, etc., etc."
Everything was ordered by Bhikshuni Wuyu.
The Buddhists in Nanli are different from those in Yan State. In comparison, the monks in Nanli are purer and more undisciplined. Many big temples work independently, which is a fragmented situation. However, the deeds of this Master Wuyu have spread all over the world, and the Buddha's heart and Buddha's nature are
Respected by others, her reputation and status are there, and if she says something, as long as it is a Buddhist matter, there are still a large number of monks who are willing to obey it.
This was the case with the monks who were captured and imprisoned by Song Yang. They simply didn't know anything, and they didn't even see Wuyu's face. They just received a message from Wuyu, so they sent monks to arrest Tan Tuzi and gather believers.
Attack the feudal city.
Song Yang was slightly surprised: "Are these monks stupid?"
Chu Rong responded: "You don't believe in Buddhism, so you don't know. Of course, the reason for this is the old monk's stupidity, but more importantly, Wuyu's reputation is too good. She has lived her whole life without fighting against the world, and has always been cultivating herself and spreading compassion.
, all Buddhists believe that what she wants to do must be to promote Buddhism, do you understand?" She shook her head again: "It's okay if you don't understand, just tell me what you plan to do?"
Song Yang shrugged his shoulders: "It's easy! I'll go." As soon as he said these four words, Song Yang suddenly thought of something and immediately changed his tone: "I don't know what to do, I just follow the princess' orders."
Chenglin was stunned for a moment and then became angry: "I don't dare to command the Marquis. I just hope that Marquis Changchun will be merciful and remember to inform you before doing anything. If Chu Rong feels overwhelmed, please tell him quickly."
"Do you know where Wuyu is? Tell me the place. Take it first and then talk about it." Song Yang was straightforward, and after finishing speaking, he added: "I will quietly go to Phoenix City with the Taoist Fire Master. I will arrest the person, the old Taoist."
set fire."
In fact, this is also Cheng Lin's idea. Wuyu's reputation is so good and loud that he cannot be dealt with openly and openly, and this person cannot just disappear for no reason.
But very practical.
This matter must be done properly and kept secret. It is best if even the Hongbo Mansion does not know about it. There are many Buddhist believers in Nanli. The power of the Royal Mansion is loyal enough, but many of its subordinates are Buddhist believers. There is no guarantee that it will not be leaked.
Rumor has it that if this hadn't been the case, Chenglin wouldn't have had to wait for Song Yang to come back, she would have already mobilized someone to take action.
Ren Churong responded: "The method is correct, but it's just you and Taoist Huo, it's too weak. I'm afraid that those who have Yan Ding around Wu Yu will have to ask Luo Guan to accompany them. The other is the box, which I will lend to you for the time being."
After thinking about it for a while, Song Yang knew what that box was, and said unexpectedly: "Has it been repaired?"
Ren Churong nodded: "Carpenter Gao's craftsmanship is really good. I received a notification from the government a few days ago that he has repaired the box. When you go to Phoenix City, I will send someone to bring it to you, just in case you remember it, you have to return it!"
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Song Yang laughed: "I'll pack up and leave in the next two days. Anyway, there's nothing I can do to help in the feudal city."
But the princess frowned: "It's better to wait." As she said that, she seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly changed the subject and asked: "How long does it take to go from Fengyi to the mountain pass of Chanyaksha?"
Song Yang responded: "Ten days are enough."
Ren Churong looked relieved: "It's still too late!" After saying that, without explaining anything for the time being, he sent someone to find the head of the treasury in the feudal city and asked him to immediately prepare a batch of cured meat wine and prepare for shipment.
After the chief took the order, she looked at Song Yang and smiled: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and during the reunion festival, Dad Feng always has to express something to Cicada Yaksha, but the time is a little rushed and there is no time to prepare too much. I want to ask Shan for this matter.
Xixiu makes a trip. They are from the mountains and can travel quickly. If Lao Nanrong is the envoy, she has met Cicada Yaksha, which is more convenient. Also, your trip to Phoenix City will have to wait until after the Mid-Autumn Festival to seal the city.
What’s wrong with you, this is your first good holiday?”
The princess had almost finished speaking when she found Song Yang standing there, frowning and looking up at the sky, completely lost in thought. The Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching.
After a long while, Song Yang shook his head: "I'm fine. Can't we save energy?"
Ren Churong frowned slightly and looked at Song Yang for a while, but in the end he still didn't stop.
I'll help you prepare for your trip to the capital."
That night, Song Yang, Luo Guan, and Taoist Huo all disguised themselves and prepared to set off.
Song Yang, the Marquis of Changchun, behaved very sparingly. He didn't take his title seriously. The folks in the feudal town and his subordinates were kind enough to him, but the etiquette was just that.
Putao was the most particular about not needing to be taught by others, so he knelt down and kowtowed as he had done to bid farewell to his master, and then asked Song Yang with a lump of dirt on his forehead: "Teacher, when will you teach me your skills?"
Song Yang picked him up and said, "My martial arts skills are special and I can't pass them on to you. Besides, you won't have to fight by yourself in the future. The other thing is medical skills and poisoning. Which one do you want to learn?" The little fat man's face turned pale.
In the child's mind, poisoners are not good people, and Bi Tao's ability to claim to be a righteous person cannot be learned. As for medical skills, they seem to be boring, as you can imagine from the old-fashioned appearance of those doctors.
Song Yang saw that he was in a dilemma and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to learn from me. There are many capable people in our feudal town. You can choose by yourself. You can learn any skill you want. Tell me when I come back. I'll ask you."
They teach you."
Putao looked overjoyed and agreed with a crisp voice. Song Yang returned him to his mother's arms, and then set off to leave the town with Xiao Zai and others.
More than ten days later, when Song Yang and others arrived in Phoenix City, it was August 15th.
When it was dark, he entered the city and checked in. He was still staying in the same old hotel where he had lived before. It was the tallest building on this street. He would not do anything tonight. Song Yang said hello to his companions and left alone... He did not
After leaving the inn, I just went to the front hall to buy a jar of wine, then walked up to the third floor, randomly found a window and climbed up to the roof.
Somewhat unexpectedly, not long after Song Yang climbed to the roof, he accidentally looked down and saw familiar people from the street: a group of seven or eight people, three of whom he recognized. The man in front of him was in his early thirties.
The one in the middle has a fair face and a flattering smile; the one in the middle has an ordinary appearance and an excited expression; the last one is thin and carries a long baggage behind his back. There is no expression on his face, his eyes are eager and alert, and he is constantly observing the surroundings.
The most important person in the Li Kingdom sneaked out to watch the lantern festival.
Song Yang didn't care, there were only two words in his heart at this moment: tonight.
The Mid-Autumn Festival has arrived. When she met Su Hang that year, she said that she was waiting for the Mid-Autumn Festival in two years.
That's tonight.
Song Yang did not consider whether Su Hang would leave. He understood her determination and she would definitely leave here today.
Song Yang was just wondering whether she could go back. If she could go back, I hope she could still keep all her memories. From this, the expectations she had for her previous life in this life would disappear when she opened her eyes again.
The most exhilarating joy! What a beautiful baby that giggles non-stop when she is born!
If you can't go back, then you will lose your memory. Live a happy life in the next reincarnation. Don't be like a stubborn fool who despises the whole world but makes it difficult for yourself. If you can't go back, just forget it. At least you won't be disappointed.
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The only one of his kind in the world was gone, and Song Yang had nothing to do but put himself on the roof and send him off with wine.
It's like the drunken moment when we first met.
The starry sky is clear and transparent, the moon is full, and the night color is dyed brightly by the stars and moon, but it is still silent, the sky is always clear and peaceful: the streets are lively, the streets and alleys are decorated with lights and colorful decorations during the festival, and the world is noisy.
I want to be alone but I am afraid of being lonely. This is good. He is on the roof, at the edge of heaven and earth.
Song Yang opened the wine jar, took a sip, and hummed a tune: Dream Chaser.
Thousands of miles away, the same moon, the same tune, Suhang is also drinking, she is on the mast.
The ship is still in the sea. Maybe the Dragon King's family will also celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. It will be calm tonight. But even so, the ship will inevitably shake while sailing. The mast is very high. If you fall from here, there will be no impact whether it falls on the deck or falls into the sea.
On the way to life, Su Hang's eyes were very calm, and he would occasionally look up at the moon.
After an unknown amount of time, the ladder beside him suddenly started to shake. After another long while, grandma climbed up tremblingly: "Sister Hang, come down." Su Hang looked at him and said, "Tell me to get down. Just shout from below.
Why bother to climb up?" Grandma held on to the ladder tightly: "I'm afraid that if you shout from below, it will startle you, so it's better to come up by yourself." Instead of going down, Su Hang moved inward and made room beside him.
There was an opportunity: "Since you are here, sit with me and buy you a drink." Grandma wanted to refuse, but in the end she gritted her teeth and crawled to Su Hang's side softly. After sitting down, she hurriedly grabbed him.
A cable will never be loosened.
Su Hang handed the small wine jar in his hand to Ben, and grandma quickly shook his head. He didn't think this was a good place to drink. Su Hang didn't force it, and asked again: "Grandma, do you think there is really reincarnation?" Grandma nodded immediately,
Without hesitation: "Of course, reincarnation goes back and forth, there is this life and the next life. If you do more good things in this life, you will be reborn into a good family in the next life..."
What he said was completely different from what Su Hang thought. Su Hang stopped talking and hummed "Dream Chaser" again. In the reincarnation of the past world, who was lingering in the voice... humming a song over and over again,
After a long time like this, grandma persuaded again: "Sister Hang, go down. It's late at night.
It’s time for the little baby to sleep... His mother won’t sleep unless he is coaxed...