But he said that Lian Nanchun missed Ling Yun so much that he shed tears. Lian Xuanzhong looked at her distraught look and couldn't help but sigh: "Chun'er, why are you doing this? Is it worth shedding tears for such a heartless and unlucky person? ?”
Lian Nanchun said numbly: "Aunt, you don't understand..."
The sadness in Lian Xuanzhong's eyes gradually spread, and he said softly: "What, I don't understand? There is a saying, 'The authorities are confused, but the onlookers are clear.' Auntie is someone who has been through it, and she will always know more about human affairs than you. Now that Ling Yun has returned to the capital, his official position has been restored, and it is now the time for him to be prosperous and prosperous, how can he still care about you, a frustrated former lover like you?"
Lian Nanchun slowly lowered his eyes, the persistence on his face condensed in his eyes, and said quietly: "No, he is not such a person. I believe he really likes me."
Lian Xuanzhong sighed: "Chun'er, you are too naive. So what if you really like me? Again, in the face of fame and love, men always choose fame and abandon love, and Ling Yun is no exception! There are crows in the world Hey, how can any man in the world be good? It’s not worth it to compromise yourself for these stinky men. Chun’er, don’t be stupid, just forget about him!”
"Aunt..." Lian Nanchun couldn't control his feelings anymore and cried in Lian Xuanzhong's arms, "I want to forget him. I also know that this kind of unrequited love is silly, but I can't control it." Myself. When I dream at night, it’s all his shadow; when I wake up, it’s all his voice and smile that annoys me; as soon as I calm down, the scenes I had with him in the past emerge vividly in front of me - you say I What should I do? I think he wants to die, but I am afraid of seeing him..."
She was sobbing so hard that she was short of breath and heartbroken; Lian Xuanzhong was also crying beside her.
Monk Pingming looked at the heartbroken expressions of his aunt and nephew. He couldn't help but shook his head helplessly, and sighed repeatedly: "Sin, sin! The Bodhi tree is not a tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the heart, so how can it cause dust. Miss, if you want to get rid of the pain, why not be like me, the great monk, and abandon the three thousand worries and join me..."
Lian Xuanzhong took up the conversation and said, "Should I become a nun and become a nun together with you? How could you, a great monk, come up with bad ideas?"
Monk Pingming gave Lian Xuanzhong a fight and was speechless for a while. After a while, he said angrily: "Then what do you think we should do?"
Lian Xuanzhong's eyes suddenly turned cruel, covered with a layer of frightening frost, and he said bitterly: "What should I do? Now I just want to catch that brat Ling Yun, take off his clothes, and whip him A hundred whips, beating him to pieces..."
Lian Nanchun couldn't listen anymore, "Auntie!..."
Lian Xuanzhong gave her a hard look and said, "Look, you feel bad again, don't you?"
Monk Pingming suddenly slapped his forehead and said: "But your words just reminded me - I should go to the capital in person, catch that brat, question him face to face, and teach him a lesson. So that I can vent the resentment in our hearts!"
This great monk is really neat and tidy in doing things. Once a decision is made, it is done immediately without any delay. After saying these words, he turned around and walked out.
Lian Nanchun knew very well that this ordinary master had a straightforward heart, acted straightforwardly and willfully, and even went his own way; but it would be too unreliable if he really went to the capital to find Ling Yun so rashly! After thinking about it, she felt that it was very inappropriate, so she hurriedly stepped forward to stop it.
Monk Pingming's face darkened and he said unhappily: "What's wrong, young lady, don't you think of him to death? I want to see with my own eyes what Commander Ling Yunling, who has fascinated our young lady all day long, is. Who are they?"
After that, he ignored Lian Nanchun's efforts to obstruct him and walked out on his own.
Seeing that he really couldn't stop him, Lian Nanchun had no choice but to turn around and look at his aunt Lian Xuanzhong for help.
Lian Xuanzhong spread his hands towards her with a helpless expression.
Lian Nanchun watched the retreating figure of Monk Pingming, and couldn't help but sigh softly: "Oh, this great master really goes his own way when doing things, running in a dark way; and the weather outside is still like this... "
Outside, the wind is still blowing and the rain is still falling.
But Monk Pingming didn't care about the wind, rain, or bad weather; he left the Hermitage Villa angrily, hired a carriage along the way, and drove all night straight to the capital.
When he arrived in the capital, the genius was bright. At this time, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, the weather became sunny, and a red sun rose slowly.
Monk Pingming found a small restaurant to have breakfast along the way. Before leaving, he asked the waiter in the store about the route to the Xingbu Shangshu Mansion. Then he drove fast all the way and soon arrived at the legendary Xingbu Shangshu Mansion.
Looking up, I saw that the famous yamen of the Ministry of Justice was indeed well-deserved: the golden glazed tiles reflected the dazzling light in the morning sun after the first storm, making the entire yamen even more majestic and majestic.
On the top of the red lacquered door in the middle, there is a plaque with gold characters on a black background, on which are inscribed in solemn and elegant Song style five golden characters: "The Office of the Minister of the Ministry of Justice"!
There are two big stone lions at the gate of the house, teeth and claws dancing; there are soldiers and armors on both sides of the gate, which is very majestic.
Monk Pingming dragged his shoes and staggered to the front of the government office. Seeing his careless look, the guard guarding the door couldn't help curling up his lips with an expression of contempt, and said coldly: "Great monk, go somewhere else to beg for alms!"
Monk Pingming clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, this poor monk is not here to seek alms, but to seek help from others."
The guard looked at him strangely and said, "Oh? Looking for someone?... Who are you looking for?"
Monk Pingming said: "Ling Yun from your mansion."
The guard's eyes widened, "What, Commander Ling's name is something you, a stinky monk like you, can call casually, get out of here!" After saying that, he kicked him out without any explanation.
Monk Pingming couldn't help but secretly cursed: These guys who judge people by their appearance really look down on others! However, he had practiced Buddhism for many years and had a profound Taoist practice and a calm mind. He was no longer surprised by this situation and had become accustomed to it; so he was not angry and just laughed it off.
Seeing the bright side is not enough, we have to come to the dark side. At night, he put on a black night suit and quietly sneaked into the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Justice.
From the front yard to the back yard, from the east yard to the west yard, I searched the entire Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Justice, but I couldn't see any trace of Ling Yun!
Monk Pingming scratched his head and couldn't help but wonder: Damn it, where did this brat go? How can I meet him?
Monk Pingming secretly thought about the countermeasures in his heart. After thinking for a long time, he finally frowned and realized the plan.
He sneaked into the treasurer's treasury and found a set of clothes belonging to a servant in the mansion and changed into them. The hat brim of the suit was a bit large, and the protruding duck bill could just cover his bald head; and with such an outfit, there was no flaw in it.
Moreover, there are many adults in the Shangshu Palace of the Ministry of Punishment, hundreds of people, so it is not surprising that the people who meet him do not recognize him. So he fished in troubled waters and stayed in the Shangshu's Mansion of the Ministry of Punishment for several days, but no one found out.
Since Monk Pingming had made up his mind to stay in the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Justice, Ling Yun would always see him no matter how busy he was.
At noon that day, Ling Yun finished his business and returned to the government office. Monk Pingming heard what the guards and servants around him said and hurried over, but all he saw was Ling Yun's back.
But he was very happy in his heart, good boy, as long as you let me see you, I can't run away from you! He followed quickly and watched Ling Yun enter Lu Wenzheng's study.
However, Ling Yun met with Lu Wenzheng and reported to him some recent official duties. When he saw that there was nothing else to do, he withdrew.
Ling Yun went out, walked slowly, and came to the back garden alone.
It is the beginning of winter, the cold wind is blowing in the garden, the clouds are dim, the remaining flowers are withered, and the orchids are covered with frost. The garden is desolate and indifferent; it is haggard and desolate everywhere.
Ling Yun silently looked at the desolation and desolation in front of him. He gently raised his face and looked at the dark sky above his head, feeling an awe-inspiring chill in his heart.
At this time, his servant Yu Zhu came to him and said, "Commander Ling, lunch is ready and waiting for you to come over!"
Ling Yun waved his hand and told him to come over in a moment.
After sending him away, I still sat alone on the cold stone steps, facing the chill brought by the winter wind, sitting blankly, feeling at a loss in my heart.
The wind was blowing on him, and his lapels were flying and dancing. From a distance, he looked like a jade tree in the wind, very free and unrestrained.
Monk Pingming peered at him from behind a flower branch not far away, and thought to himself: No wonder our eldest lady fell in love with him unswervingly. It turns out that this brat is indeed a first-class person, handsome and charming, and he is charming to all the women in the world. .
Little did he know that "gold and jade are on the outside, but corruption is on the inside." Although this guy has a good appearance, he is actually a sanctimonious hypocrite. Brat, you won't be cool for a long time, I will destroy your prestige right away!
With a glance, he caught sight of the guard command badge worn on Ling Yun's waist, and he couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.
He glided, and in a blink of an eye he was behind Ling Yun. With a light swallow, he scooped the token into his hand, and then he smiled proudly at Ling Yun and floated away.
Ling Yun was sleepwalking with his mind wandering far away when he suddenly felt something bad coming from behind him. He hurriedly turned around, raised his sword eyebrows, widened his starry eyes, and shouted angrily: "Who is it?..."
When he looked up, he saw a man dressed as a servant standing in the open space a few feet away from him, holding up his token in his hand and smiling provocatively at him.
Looking at the other party's somewhat mocking smile, Ling Yun couldn't help but feel angry and said in a deep voice: "Give it back to me!"
But Monk Pingming smiled leisurely: "Okay, if you have the ability, just come and get it yourself!" As he said that, his light and graceful figure flew away.
In desperation, Ling Yun didn't have time to think too much, so he used Qinggong to chase him down.
Because that token is a very important thing that he wears personally, and there is absolutely no room for any mistakes. Just imagine, if this token is really lost, wouldn't he be derelict in his duties as the commander of the bodyguard of Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Punishment?
Furthermore, he would never be able to bear the humiliation of having something close to him taken away by others.
The skilled man was bold, so he chased him without any care.
