"Sending out invitations, three days later, there will be a banquet at the Chen Mansion to celebrate the birth of Jia'er."
Yang Lin gave an order, and someone followed the order and left.
This is indeed a happy event.
Now that he is the governor and the leader of a state, it is really unreasonable for him not to hold a happy event.
Although the little guy's fate was almost doomed and Yang Lin couldn't change it, he still wanted to give him a lively happy event, which could be regarded as a comfort to Yin Wenjiao.
Human hearts are hard to predict and hard to change.
Now this woman's heart is full of fear and worry. No matter how gentle and indifferent she appears, she definitely doesn't believe it.
Even if you believe it.
Believe that you are not malicious at all.
Even the gods and Buddhists in the sky would not let her believe it.
He will always try his best to arouse suspicion in her heart.
I haven’t seen them even resorting to the method of “internal plastic surgery”, so what else can’t they do?
Moreover, I really can't stop this.
Not to mention whether you want to stop it or not, even if you want to, you can't.
Although the current Buddhist sect is very tolerant of Jiangzhou Governor's Office, and ignores their attempts to make portraits and become gods, if they really ruin their plan to travel to the west, I am afraid that the world will soon understand what it means to be a Buddha. fire.
Even the high-ranking gods of the Taoist sect would not stand idly by.
If they really regard themselves as the enemy, I am afraid that when they wake up, the whole world will become their enemies.
Yang Lin had no doubt at all whether the other party would do this.
"Sir, Elder Faming of Jinshan Temple came to visit and said he was here to express his happiness."
The butler walked quickly in small steps, walked up to him, bowed and reported.
"What a speed."
A glint flashed in Yang Lin's eyes, and he said with a smile in a blink of an eye: "It's rare that a Buddhist saint comes here on such a happy day. Please invite him into the house, and be more polite."
"yes."
Immediately, someone welcomed Fa Ming into the house.
Monk Faming is very famous.
In Yang Lin's imagination, this must be an old monk with a bald head and white beard, wearing a gorgeous cassock. When he saw him, he realized that he had made a mistake.
This is a middle-aged monk with a tall build and short black hair. He does not look old at all.
There are no ring scars visible on the head.
I think it's because I've been away from the temple for a long time and don't have a shaver to take care of my hair every day, so my hair has grown a little.
He was wearing a coarse cassock, washed white, with faint dust on it, making him look dusty.
As soon as he saw Yang Lin, he saluted and said, "Master Chen is so happy to have a son today. I am really happy to congratulate him. I don't have much, so I specially gave him a string of rosary beads as a congratulation. The gift is too light, so please don't blame me." "
"Whatever the master says, whoever comes is a guest, please."
He could feel that the power of Buddha in the other person's body was like a sea, and he was more mature and sophisticated than the monk Fahai he had met in the White Snake World.
No, the opponent looks majestic and powerful, but the nature of his power is very gentle, not as aggressive as Monk Fahai.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, Yang Lin could sense that Fa Ming was using an unknown method to peek at his own blood and true energy.
Moreover, this wave of fluctuation also extended to the backyard, where they must be silently observing the condition of little Tang Seng.
Yang Lin calmly suppressed the fluctuations of his energy, blood and true energy to the fourth level of rough entry, and adjusted the fluctuations of the aura of the champion god in the study to the high level of the fourth level.
Moreover, Sanhua's inner essence completely suppressed and concealed the status of "Jinshan Enemy" and made no further moves.
After three months, the state of Jinshan Enemy has almost completely faded away.
As long as you don't use all your strength to show your soul essence, you will definitely not be discovered by the old monk.
Yang Lin is sure of this.
'Let him see what he wants to see, so he can hide it. '
After seeing Fa Ming's cultivation with his heavenly eye, Yang Lin felt relieved.
This nanny who was Tang Monk was indeed not a fighting monk.
However, he is superb in Buddhism and generous in his actions. He has a bright and powerful style and a strong and gentle aura.
When he spoke, he was gentle and courteous, making people feel like spring breeze, and it was really hard to make him feel bad.
In some ways, he is stronger than Fa Hai.
'No wonder the Tang Monk he taught would look like that in the end. '
With thoughts swirling in his mind, he quickly moved Fa Ming to the guest seat. The two drank tea opposite each other, talked about some Zen Buddhism, and had a great time talking.
While talking, Faming asked to see the newly born young master and pray for him.
Yang Lin did not refuse.
Because at this time, Yin Wenjiao had already changed her clothes, was sitting on a chair, and was being carried out to meet the guests.
It’s not because of the fame of the holy monk Fa Ming.
But she knew this old monk.
When Yang Lin first came here, I heard her say that she once went to Hongfu Temple to meet Monk Faming and asked for a bowl of water.
After worshiping the Bodhisattva, I became pregnant.
With this origin, no matter what, we have to meet each other.
She also came out with the little guy.
Fa Ming took the little Tang Monk with a smile, recited some blessing mantras, said some auspicious words to Yin Wenjiao, and then left knowingly.
It seems that he came to the governor's house just to send a rosary and recite a few verses to bless him.
But Yang Lin knew it wasn't.
Seeing the joy on Yin Wenjiao's face, he sighed secretly.
The old monk had just chanted sutras and had already left a Buddha seal on the little guy.
If you look at it with your heavenly eye, you can see that there is huge power in the Buddha's seal, which gently nourishes the little guy's body, and it also has the effect of sensing crises and reacting in response.
He didn't recognize the name of the Buddha's seal.
The basic functions can still be guessed, so it doesn’t feel strange at all.
Buddhism's methods are interconnected, and the difficulty of killing several people after birth is far from over. If the old monk doesn't leave some methods behind, then he is not him.
Moreover, Yang Lin also discovered that there was a faint star-studded mark on Yin Wenjiao and the little guy.
Although the power is extremely slight and obscure, it is essentially extremely powerful.
Even if Yang Lin could see it, he wouldn't dare to touch it with his spirit.
Don't even dare to show malicious intent.
Of course, he wouldn't have any ill intentions towards children.
What's more, this person is still his son in name.
…
three days later
The house was full of guests and friends.
Not only the dignitaries in Xunyang County all came to give gifts and congratulate him.
Even Li Biao and Li Qing, the temporary chief officers in Pengze and Duchang counties, came with their troops to congratulate him.
It had been a while since they had seen Yang Lin, the "General", and Li Qing and Li Biao couldn't hide the excitement in their eyes.
Li Biao, in particular, almost lost his composure after drinking a few more drinks.
When he meets everyone, he always talks about how majestic and brave his lord is.
This guy kept talking indiscriminately, almost treating the Governor's Mansion as his own, going back and forth to talk to people, without any respect.
In fact, he didn't have to worry too much.
You know it if you think about it.
Not only did Li Wuding give him the surname Li, but he also kept him by his side even when it came to things like murder and impersonation. He must be an absolute confidant, a little closer than Li Qing.
Therefore, when it comes to etiquette, he has less formality and more sincerity.
After hearing that the young father-in-law was pregnant, he was even happier than having his own son.
until……
Until Yin Wenjiao brought out the little Tang Monk and let everyone meet him.
This is the little one's three-day wedding banquet, and it would be inappropriate not to show up.
Li Biao glanced at the little guy, his face suddenly froze, and the blood and energy on his body rose into the sky with a roar, "This, this..."
He has already seen that the little guy's appearance is definitely not normal.
He did not inherit the heroic and domineering attitude of his young father-in-law at all. Instead, he was more handsome and gentle, and he was exactly the same as someone in his memory.
He suddenly raised his head and stared at Yin Wenjiao with murderous intent on his body.
Understood.
This woman stole a man's child to raise.
Li Biao's face turned green and white, and he seemed to see the thick green light on his young father-in-law's head again.
His palms trembled slightly, and he pressed the handle of the knife at his waist, which frightened Yin Wenjiao so much that she took three steps back.
It seemed that he was reminded of the scene on the boat that day when this guy stabbed Na Azhong in two pieces.
"Presumptuous, Li Biao, you are drunk, go down."
Yang Lin's eyebrows jumped slightly and he said displeasedly.
"Yes, my subordinate is drunk and confused. Do you think you are still on the battlefield?"
Li Biao was suddenly startled and quickly bowed and left.
Seeing that his face was ugly and there was a faint fierce look in his eyes, it was obvious that he had not put this matter down.
