Stigma (Yi Cong Yin)

Chapter 72: Sign down

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When Sui Xun was away, Sui Yan left a few words to Li Zhao to tell him, then packed up a bunch of things and followed Duan Ming Chong on the carriage to Xiangguo Temple.

It snowed a few days ago, and the mountain road of Xiangguo Temple was extremely difficult to walk. Sui Yan and Duan Mingchong stopped and went, and it took a long time to finally arrive.

The people in Xiangguo Temple had already packed up the residence for His Royal Highness, and Duan Mingchong ordered people to move Suiyan's messy things.

Sui Yan held the small hand stove, looked left and right at the temple where the snow had not yet melted, and said, "Does Your Highness often come to Xiangguo Temple?"

Duan Mingchong nodded: "It's okay, I'm going to see Master Gengxue now, do you want to go with me?"

Sui Yan was a little hesitant. He only saw Geng Xue for a moment, but he also learned from a few words that Geng Xue knew about his rebirth.

At that time, he was in chaos, and he fled without saying a word of nonsense.

Although three years have passed, Sui Yan still has an unknown fear of Geng Xue.

He was silent for too long, and Duan Ming said, "Ayan?"

"Ah?" Sui Yan returned to his senses and said, "Sure, let's go, I came to Xiangguo Temple last time to see Master Gengxue and left without talking much. Thinking about it, it's really disrespectful. Master apologizes."

Duan Mingchong smiled and said nothing, and took him to the temple in the backyard.

Under the green wood snow corridor, Geng Xue in a monk's robe knelt on the seat, and the small incense burner in front of him slowly floated up.

Three years have passed, and nothing has changed. Seeing Sui Yan and Duan Mingchong coming together, he is not surprised at all, smiling and clasping his hands in a salute.

Duan Mingchong returned the salute and said with a smile, "Master Hou and Gu came to harass me, Master don't blame me."

Sui Yan nodded slightly, and said lightly, "Master is well."

Geng Xue laughed and said, "After being apart for so many years, Lord Hou has improved a lot."

Sui Yan glanced at him, with a half-smile but not a smile: "Master hasn't changed at all."

Geng Xue pretended not to hear the hostility in his tone, asked the two to sit down, and made tea along the way.

The water quickly rolled up, and the aroma of the tea was fragrant.

Suiyan was afraid that Gengxue and Duan Mingchong would say something or not, but after thinking about it carefully, a master monk like Gengxue would definitely not talk nonsense.

Geng Xue poured tea for the two of them and said to Sui Yan, "Master Hou seems to be ill?"

Sui Yan said: "Master Lao is worried, it's nothing serious."

Sui Yan took a sip of tea and frowned, as if the tea was not to his taste, he put the cup away and stopped drinking.

Duan Mingchong looked at him a little embarrassedly, and gently touched Suiyan's leg under the small case, telling him not to make trouble.

Sui Yan didn't speak, just kept staring at Geng Xue.

Geng Xue didn't think he was being rude, she looked at him and smiled.

Sui Yan stopped talking, Duan Ming Chong breathed a sigh of relief, and exchanged a few words with Geng Xue.

Duan Mingchong came for the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, and he couldn't stay here for a long time. He just said a few words at random and then got up to leave.

Duan Mingchong got up and was about to leave, but found that Sui Yan was still sitting there motionless, as if he had no intention of leaving.

"Ayan?"

Sui Yan raised his head and smiled at Duan Ming Chong: "His Royal Highness, go ahead, I have nothing to do at Xiangguo Temple anyway, and I happened to be discussing Buddhism with the master at the master's place."

Dharma

Duan Mingchong looked at him hesitantly and whispered, "Do you believe in Buddhism?"

Sui Yan: "…"

Suiyan couldn't keep his smile, and said indiscriminately, "Now that you believe it, your Highness, hurry up and go, I'll find you later."

Suiyan has no sense, Master Gengxue should have, Duan Mingchong no longer worried that the two would fight, he smiled at Gengxue, turned and left.

After Duan Ming Chong left, the smile on Sui Yan's face disappeared instantly. He looked at Geng Xue blankly, his eyes full of coldness.

Geng Xue was stared at by Sui Yan, and he didn't feel rude at all. He had a gentle temper and drank half a cup of tea in a slow manner, before he chuckled lightly, "If you have something to say, Lord Hou, the poor monk must know that he has nothing to say. "

Suiyan likes this straight-to-the-point temperament, and said bluntly, "When did you say we met last time?"

Geng Xue said softly, "In a dream."

Sui Yan: "…"

This monk looks like a dog, how can he speak so dignified

The dignified monk said with a smile: "The past is like a dream. Since Lord Hou already knows the answer, why do you have to ask this question? The poor monk will take it as a question you want to ask."

Sui Yan lowered his eyelashes and said in a low voice for a long time, "What happens if you believe in gods and Buddhas? What if you don't believe in?"

Geng Xue said lightly: "Believe in my Buddha, and you will punish yourself; if you don't believe in my Buddha, whether you go to hell or go to the Mountain of Knives, it will not interfere with the matter of Lord Hou."

Sui Yan did not speak.

Geng Xue looked at Sui Yan's somewhat disappointed expression, stretched out her hand and took out a wooden lottery from the bottom of the small case, reached in front of Sui Yan, and said, "Master Hou, let's draw a lottery."

Sui Yan looked up at him, shook his head and refused.

"I don't believe in gods and Buddhas."

Gengxue stared at him without moving.

The two were deadlocked for a moment, before Sui Yan stretched out his hand, drew a sign at random, and handed it to Geng Xue.

Geng Xue looked at it, and the smile on her lips deepened.

"Sign up."

Suiyan snorted and said, "That's why I said I don't believe it. If you don't let me draw again, I'll definitely be able to draw the lottery."

Geng Xue: "… "

Geng Xue shook his head with a smile, and said, "The things that Marquis is worried about are blocked by many dangers.

Sui Yan was silent for a long time before he knocked on the table and insisted: "This one doesn't count, I'll take another one."

Geng Xue put the box back and said, "If Lord Hou doesn't believe in my Buddha, then he will not believe the monk's nonsense. What's the difference between smoking and not smoking?"

Suiyan said: "Put your heart at ease. You can disbelieve in ghosts and spirits, but you can't disrespect. If you don't let me smoke, I've been feeling uneasy these few days."

More snow still shook his head.

Sui Yan pouted and had to rest his mind.

Geng Xue looked at Sui Yan's expression and said with a smile, "Your Majesty is worried that I will tell His Royal Highness the history of the past?"

Sui Yan raised her eyebrows to look at him: "Can you?"

Geng Xue: "Of course not, this is a secret."

Suiyan: "Oh, just now you said that it was just a dream. If it was a secret, you wouldn't have opened up to me about this matter. The past is nothing. If you didn't experience it yourself, who would believe it?"

Geng Xue smiled and said, "Master Hou is transparent."

Sui Yan thought for a while, and then said, "If the third prince Duan Zhisu comes to Xiangguo Temple next time, you can chat with him."

Geng Xue: "… "

Rao is even more calm, but he is still a little speechless by Sui Yan's words.

Suiyan drank a few cups of tea at Gengxue's place, and on the way he mentioned the need to draw lots again, all of which were rejected by Gengxue.

Before Sui Yan left, he glanced at the lottery box under Geng Xue Xiao's case, sneered in his heart, and turned away.

He was led to the backyard of Xiangguo Temple by the palace servants of the East Palace. Duan Mingchong had come back from his work and was standing under the porch slightly looking up at a nest of sparrows chattering on the eaves.

He frowned, as if feeling a little troubled.

Sui Yan handed the stove to the palace servant beside him, squatted down on the ground, made a snowball, and threw it on the eaves.

The snowball exploded on the eaves, causing the sparrows on the eaves to flutter in a mess, and soon disappeared.

Duan Mingchong: "…"

Duan Mingchong turned his head and saw that Sui Yan was smiling triumphantly at him, his slender white hands were cold and reddish.

Duan Mingchong walked down helplessly, took his hand and walked into the room, saying, "What are you talking about with Master Gengxue, why did you come back so late?"

Suiyan grabbed Duan Mingchong's hand and quietly drilled into Duan Mingchong's sleeve, he said casually, "Buddhism."

Duan Mingchong was amused: "Then tell me carefully, what exactly did you talk about?"

Sui Yan couldn't answer for a while, so he could only smile obediently at him.

There were no earth dragons in the room, so a few more charcoal basins were placed, and the time had warmed up.

Sui Yan's cold hand tried desperately to drill into Duan Mingchong's sleeve and was finally caught. Duan Mingchong pulled his hand out and glanced at him.

Suiyan smiled harmlessly, not daring to take advantage any more, and squatted beside the charcoal basin for a while before his hands warmed.

It was getting late at this time, and after a while, someone brought Su Zhai.

Sui Yan made a random call, looking at Duan Mingchong full of hope: "Your Highness, should you bring the cook who makes dim sum?"

His eyes were full of expectations, but Duan Mingchong shook his head: "No."

Sui Yan froze for a moment, a little unbelievable: "Huh?"

Seeing his shocked and disappointed look, Duan Mingchong stopped teasing him and said with a smile: "Eat first, then eat snacks after eating, otherwise, how can you eat only snacks?"

Only then did Sui Yan breathe a sigh of relief, feeling that Duan Mingchong was really getting worse and worse. If it were before, he wouldn't lie to himself like this.

After the two finished their vegetarian meal, Sui Yan got his wish and ate the steamed buns he was thinking of.

While eating with tears in his eyes, he secretly made up his mind: "After the crown prince ascends the throne, don't even think about running away without Mo. Anyway, he is also my father's person, and he should be willing to stay in the Hou residence."

He took care of himself to find a way out for Wu Mo, and felt that his life was really perfect and satisfied.

Duan Mingchong finished his meal, and went to Xiangguo Temple to light the longevity lamp. Sui Yan was bored alone and had to read in the room.

He watched Duan Mingchong for a while and still didn't come back, and after thinking about it, he still felt uneasy.

Sui Yan rolled on the bed for a while, then finally gritted his teeth, put on his robe and walked to the outer room, and said to the palace servant, "Can you call the accompanying cook? I have something to tell him."

Gong Ren said, "Does Marquis want some snacks?"

Suiyan said: "No, no, you can call it."

The palace servant ran away without knowing why.

After another half an hour, Duan Mingchong came back from outside covered in frost.

He first took off his outer robe in the outer room, and roasted by the charcoal basin for a while to drive off the cold air from his body, and then went to the inner room.

Sui Yan was already on the bed and was lying on the pillow, not knowing what he was tinkering with.

Duan Mingchong stepped forward: "Ayan? Are you going to sleep?"

Sui Yan hurriedly sat up and said, "Your Highness, will you cancel the signing?"

Duan Mingchong asked suspiciously, "What?"

Sui Yan stretched out his hand from behind, revealing a handful of bamboo sticks.

Duan Mingchong: "…"

Sui Yan rolled his eyes at him and said, "I have drawn out all the top papers. Your Highness, please help me to solve it. Is everything going well for me, or is it extremely peaceful?"

Duan Mingchong: "…"

Duan Mingchong said with difficulty: "Where did you get this signature... from?"

Sui Yan opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Master Gengxue got it."

Duan Mingchong looked at the lottery in Sui Yan's hand, there were more than a dozen of them, and Mukou didn't know what to say for a while.

Sui Yan blinked and urged him: "His Royal Highness, solve it quickly."

It was hard for Wu Mo to steal it.

Duan Mingchong pressed his forehead with a headache.

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