"You mean... do you mean that someone in the Tianzun Sect has forged the leader's order and preached secretly in Jiangnan?" Qiu Yizhi asked.
Wen Lingjiao nodded and said: "This is very possible, so my brother sent me here to investigate this matter. I was also at a loss when I met the young master. This can be regarded as God's will."
Qiu Yizhi raised his eyes and said: "This matter is an internal matter of your teaching. I have nothing to do with it. I don't know why Miss Wen wants to discuss it with me in such detail? I think this is a question of God's will."
Wen Lingjiao smiled and said: "Speaking of which, this matter has a lot to do with the young master. Wasn't the Miaozhen mentioned just now exposed and killed by the young master himself?"
"So, is this Miaozhen really a disciple of the Tianzun Sect?" Qiu Yizhi asked in return.
"No, it's not. Others don't know about this, but I know it very well." Wen Lingjiao said very firmly, "I am responsible for the affairs of the Jianghu figures in the religion. Although this Miaozhen intends to join our holy religion, But I felt that she behaved badly and was a Taoist nun. Taoist teachings were quite in conflict with our religion, so I never agreed to let her join our religion. This matter was handled by me, and no one knew it better than me."
Qiu Yizhi frowned while listening: "However, before this person died, she did write the three words 'Tianzun Sect' to me. Could it be that she had a grudge because of her failure to join the religion, so before she died, Do you still want to blame others? "
Wen Lingjiao immediately denied it and said: "Our Tianzun Sect has always been slandered a lot. If this is the case, it is just one more accusation, and it is not a big deal. Why should I rush here from the north?"
Wen Lingjiao suddenly paused, seeming to have thought of something, but then continued: "As far as I know, this Miaozhen used to be active as a disciple of the Holy Cult. She has been in various Taoist temples and Taoist palaces in the south of the Yangtze River. The reputation of the Tianzun Sect in the underworld is well known, and she would never dare to show off like this without someone else behind the scenes."
"It turns out that Miss Wen came to Jiangnan to find out who is pretending to be the Tianzun Sect?" Qiu Yizhi asked.
Wen Lingjiao nodded slightly.
"No, no, no." Qiu Yi said three "nos", "This matter is a huge secret within your sect, and I am your sect's mortal enemy, so how can I help Miss Wen? ?”
Wen Lingjiao smiled and showed an unusually beautiful smile: "This sect has always been secretive, and the young master made a big fuss before, so there is no clue to catch it. The little girl just wants to use the young master's wisdom to help I’m just investigating this matter.”
Qiu Yi's face sank and she said, "What does this matter have to do with me? How can I help the Tianzun Sect?"
Wen Lingjiao smiled again and said: "Young Master is such a smart man, how could you not know the stakes here? Let me tell you - our religion has always been tolerated by the imperial court, not because of our teachings, but because This sect has always been good at winning people's hearts. Therefore, the imperial court will not pursue you because it is a true Tianzun sect; if it is a fake one, it will be spared. But think about it, sir?"
What Wen Lingjiao said was indeed quite reasonable, which made it difficult for Qiu Yizhi to argue, but he had an idea and said: "Young lady is right, whether the Tianzun Sect is true or false, everyone in the court will treat it equally. It’s the same reason. Regardless of whether Tianzun Sect is fake or true, I will never work for your sect.”
Wen Lingjiao was very determined when she heard Qiu Yizhi's words, but she was not angry at all. She smiled again and said: "Young Master is such a noble person. The small hall of our temple is ruined, so of course I can't invite you to this great Bodhisattva... But... But... But What if the little girl comes to invite you in person?"
Qiu Yi was speechless for a while.
But Wen Lingjiao raised her right hand, spread it out, and saw that she was holding the bronze mirror she gave to Qiu Yizhi in her palm, and said, "Young Master always carries this bronze mirror with him. I think it is very valuable." I cherished it, but now it has returned to its original owner and has fallen into my hands. If you can help me with this, how about I return it to you?"
While Wen Lingjiao was talking, Qiu Yizhi already had an idea: with Wen Lingjiao's methods and talents, supplemented by the identity of the saint of the Tianzun Sect, if the case was investigated unscrupulously in Jiangnan, another period of trouble would surely arise. Disputes; instead of letting her do things independently like this, it is better to keep her by his side as the tide goes, or to have someone to control him from time to time; at the same time, it is also a beautiful thing to have such a beautiful and beautiful wife by his side.
So Qiu Yi said thoughtfully: "Well, anyway, there are some things in the 'Liaochen Palace' that I want to investigate further. Why don't you follow me to Shanyin County to see this Dao Palace first, and then we can discuss other matters." Let’s make a plan.”
After Wen Lingjiao heard this, a smile immediately appeared on her face: "Okay, I know that the young master knows the general situation and knows the pros and cons..."
Before she finished speaking, Qiu Yizhi interrupted: "Don't be too happy too early. I will legislate three chapters with you: First, after all, you are operating within my county. If you want to do something, you need to inform me. ; The second is that you cannot interfere with my management of Shanyin County; third, a few of my friends seem to have some grudges against the Tianzun Sect. Don't anger them with your words and make everyone lose face. You can do it. ?"
Wen Lingjiao glanced at Qiu Yi and said, "You have many rules, how can I remember them? Then I will promise you first, and then I will regret it."
Although these words were said rudely, it was very rare for such a proud and arrogant Wen Lingjiao to yield. So Qiu Yizhi nodded and said: "A saintly lady, she naturally means what she says. Are you going to be a busybody?"
Wen Lingjiao raised the corner of her mouth: "It's useless to provoke me. If I want to regret it, I will regret it naturally." After saying that, she handed the bronze mirror in her hand to Qiu Yizhi.
Qiu Yizhi stretched out his hand to take it, and his fingertips touched Wen Lingjiao's jade-like fingers intentionally or unintentionally. Then he pulled back, but he already held the bronze mirror in his hand, took out the crooked purse around his waist, and put it in The bronze mirror was put in.
Wen Lingjiao blushed and said, "Where did you buy this purse? Why is the workmanship so ugly? If you want to use it, I will make one for you. It will be a hundred times more beautiful and useful than this one."
Qiu Yizhi stuffed the purse under the hem of her clothes, shook her head and said, "This purse was made by Princess Yiran and given to me..."
After hearing this, Wen Lingjiao looked gloomy and asked, "Where is Princess Yiran now?"
Qiu Yizhi sighed and said: "After I left Beijing, I heard that she was not accustomed to the soil and water of the Central Plains and became seriously ill. Now she has returned to the Bohai grassland to recuperate. Now she is far away from her, and there is no news about her."
After hearing this, Wen Lingjiao didn't know whether she was happy or worried, she just said lightly: "So that's it..." and then she had nothing to say.
The two looked at each other speechlessly, listening only to the gurgling water and the gentle breeze, and played a quiet and refined piece of silk and bamboo music.
After a while, He'er came from the pergola and said: "Miss, you have been talking for a while, and I am starving to death. Should I eat now, or hurry up and get to the next market town? You Let’s have an idea.”
Wen Lingjiao glanced at Qiu Yi and said, "Young Master, did you hear that? I'm leaving or staying. Please tell me something, Young Master."
Qiu Yizhi thought about it carefully: This was originally an insignificant matter, but it was extremely rare for Wen Lingjiao to ask for his opinion, so he looked at the sun and said, "It's already late now, everyone." We are all tired, so we might as well make some food, camp on the spot for one night, and set off again tomorrow.”
As soon as he finished speaking, He'er heard He'er say: "Our lady lives in the deep mountains and old forests here. How can she stay here carelessly?"
Wen Lingjiao smiled and said, "You don't understand. Using the sky and the earth as your bed and the stars and the moon as your quilt is not a fun thing to do! Okay, go get ready."
When Qiu Yi's order came, everyone immediately got busy.
The pots and pans are all readily available in the army, and the ten soldiers under Qiu Yi's command are all bandits. Camping and cooking is a familiar job - I saw them digging holes, chopping holes, etc. Those who chopped firewood and those who kindled the fire started the fire, and soon several marching stoves were burning beside the pergola.
Qiu Yizhi was happy when she saw that their hands and feet were very deft. She walked to Wu Ruofei and said, "I haven't tasted Miss Wu's cooking for a long time. Today, why don't you make do with simplicity and show off your skills so that I can have a full meal?" ?”
Wu Ruofei smiled and nodded: "Young master, since you are used to the food I cook, I am not afraid of making a fool of myself. It's just that we only kept some rice and noodles with us, and the ingredients seem to be missing..."
"It doesn't matter." Qiu Yizhi said, "The mountains here are high and the forests are dense, so there must be many mountain treasures."
After saying that, he ordered Yuchi Jiming: "Jiming, go and see what wild animals are in this mountain. Use your martial arts to kill a few of them. This will save your sister Wu the trouble of cooking without rice."
Yuchi Jiming came from a martial arts family. Although she had practiced superb martial arts, her upbringing was extremely strict and she had never experienced hunting in the mountains with martial arts. Therefore, when she heard Qiu Yizhi's instructions, she immediately became interested and didn't even think about it. Just agreed.
This made Qiu Yizhi a little uneasy, so he quickly called his two more experienced soldiers and asked them to follow Yuchi Jiming. Obviously they were helping her carry some of the wild animals they had hunted, but secretly they had a mutual understanding. Take care to avoid any surprises.
Yuchi Jiming was in high spirits, but he didn't care about the deeper meaning. He ran and jumped into the mountains.
Wen Lingjiao on the side saw that everyone was busy, so she said to He'er: "I think the water in the mountain stream here is very cool. You can go get some of the new Yuqian Longjing bought in Hangzhou this year and make you a cup of tea. It will be easier." Relieve fatigue.”
He'er said angrily: "We have good tea and good water, but we don't have good utensils. Miss, look at the few thick pots and stupid bowls here. They have ruined our good tea in vain."
But I heard Uncle Lin smile coldly and say: "What this little girl said does make some sense. If not, go and take out the few Jun kiln tureens we brought out and let this little girl see if they can still live with it." Eye?"
Wu Ruofei knew that Lin Shuhan was getting angry because of his book business, so he did not refute his interest. He rummaged around in the car and took out a set of six Jun kiln tea bowls. After soaking them in hot stream water, Wu Ruofei They all visited the Eight Immortals table.
There are patches of crimson on the lake blue base of these tea bowls, and the smooth glaze reflects a trace of luster under the setting sun, as if floating in the blue sky. The passing ray of colorful clouds is like a candlelight before the Buddha attained enlightenment...
But I heard Lin Shuhan say proudly: "How's it going? Is this Jun kiln enough to look at?"
This tea set is so bizarre that even an unsophisticated person like Qiu Yizhi opened his mouth in surprise and couldn't say anything when he saw it. (To be continued)