The moon comes to take pictures

Last night, the bright corner lights just went out, and the frolicking of the river houses on both sides of the Qinhuai River has not stopped, and the sound of warblers floated out of the fence, "Dear Jun, I love you, you are charming, you move my heart, I do what I want..."

The waiter of the restaurant called "Master" loudly, and greeted several literati in fluttering robes upstairs.When we arrived at an elegant room, there was the sound of a piano, and we opened the door to enter. Someone had been waiting there for a long time.

Amidst the leisurely music, the leader bowed his hands in vain: "My lord, I was late."

It was getting colder, and a pot of wine was simmering on the small stove by the table. Yuan Junyu rolled up his sleeves and filled a cup. Several people drank and talked about many things. One of the literati chatted: "In a few days, Chongyang , how about we get together and go to Jiming Mountain to climb?"

"That's fine, but Jiming Mountain must be crowded with people, I think it's better to find a quiet place."

After drinking a cup, Yuan Junyu said: "I think the Lion Mountain on the outskirts of the city is not bad. There are not many people during the festivals, and it is not too secluded."

Just as he was speaking, there was a sudden commotion in the street downstairs, an unusual noise, and the sound of horseshoes beating the ground approached amidst the scolding.Yuan Junyu was slightly displeased, and glanced downstairs, only to see smoke and dust flying in the distance, pedestrians and porters hurriedly avoided.

The first ones were a few eunuchs, wearing red clothes and white leather boots, with small bows and golden lacquer quiver on their backs, and knives on their waists, as if they were out hunting.

It is very common for eunuchs to fly around and let go of eagles, but something is wrong with following them. The crowds following behind them are all real soldiers.People passed first, followed by wall ladders and door hammers. A large group of rushing water rolled across the street. The people around were commotions, and some people ran along with them, and most of them hid behind doors and windows to watch the situation.

Yuan Junyu noticed something different and asked, "What's next?"

The man opposite him looked at him for a while, then sat back on his seat with some trepidation, and said vaguely, "Soldiers from the garrison hall."

To dispatch troops from the garrison hall, the Ministry of War had to report it. Yuan Junyu had an eyeliner in the Ministry of War, but he didn't get any letter. He thought that something big might happen.

"I'm sorry first." Yuan Junyu frowned, threw two handfuls of gold leaves to the musician playing the piano, and then led his followers downstairs.

There was a lot of chatter outside, and it was impossible to tell what happened, Yuan Junyu stopped a passerby who was watching the excitement: "What happened in front?"

The man took a look at him, and stopped for a moment because he was worried that he was a rich man: "Corrupt officials have been arrested!"

Yuan Junyu didn't know what officials Nanjing was going to arrest in advance.

Before he could ask the rest of the words, the man hurried to the crowded place.Yuan Junyu had a bad premonition, and called someone to follow up with the team, but she turned around and took the horse, and went to Cui Zhu's place.

When they arrived at Beixin Street, Cui Zhu's house had indeed sent more people. Several gatekeepers recognized Yuan Junyu and tried to stop him at first, but they couldn't hold back Yuan Junyu's angry momentum and let him go.

Cui Zhu was in the study in the back room. Yuan Junyu choked when he entered. There was a golden incense burner in the room, smoky, and a porcelain Guanyin was enshrined on it. Cui Zhu pulled the curtain from the smoke-filled room He came out with a sad look on his face.

"You know that too?"

Yuan Junyu raised his head and asked, "What happened to the soldiers in the garrison hall outside?"

"Be cautious in your words and deeds, Shizi, you should be glad that he didn't come to catch you and me," Cui Zhu said with an uncommon sternness on his face, "I really didn't expect, I really didn't expect him to...!"

Yuan Junyu was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "Chang Xi?"

"The prince hasn't heard the news yet?" Cui Zhu turned around and let out a long sigh: "Uncle Wu...Chang Xi, he and Ning Ji are completely torn apart!"

He said that he would tear his face, but this would not cause trouble at all to the point of dispatching troops and generals. Yuan Junyu pondered the truth and falsehood of Cui Zhu's words: "He is so bold that he sent people to besiege Nanzhili for a little personal enmity. A member of the military department?"

"How come, he kept us all behind the scenes," Cui Zhu shook his head, and turned to look at him solemnly, "He searched everywhere half a year ago, found out that he was accused of being a Japanese, and sent him to Beijing seven days ago ——No one in Nanjing knows about this! Now that Beijing's order has not yet come, he led his troops to detain the Ning family first!"

Half a year ago, during the period of "Japanese riots" in Nanjing, Yuan Junyu frowned, calmed down for a moment, and pressed his temple: "You are from Beijing, and you have nothing to do?"

"Compared to him, I'm just inferior, and I don't know what he wants to do." Cui Zhu smiled wryly: "Before Beijing's decree arrives, if he says that I also know Japanese, then I can only catch him without a fight. What's more, the old ancestor loved him so much... He killed the officials and officials in Beijing, but he was only sent to work in Nanjing... If someone else was there, he would have died on the way to Liaodong!"

Yuan Junyu remained silent, obviously not wanting to hear this, Cui Zhu saw it, and said: "Don't worry, my son, Ning Ji is not alone in the court, and last night Chang Xi they went to fetch Ning's relatives and family members. Bi... the Ning family's in-laws are from a rich family in Yangzhou, and the court doesn't want to mess with them. That second master is now in Lanquan Temple..."

He paused, looking at Yuan Junyu's face: "The degree has been issued in advance, and the monks have come forward, just waiting for the ordain. Besides, he is just a white man, Chang Xi will not do anything to him."

Yuan Junyu remained silent, probably thinking of a countermeasure.

Cui Zhu persuaded him: "Your Majesty, go back to the mansion first. At this time, Chang Xi concentrates on dealing with Ning Ji alone. This fire will not burn you and me."

"But," Yuan Junyu suddenly asked suspiciously, "Why did Chang Xi choose to do it at this time?"

No matter how noisy the mountain is, the mountain is still peaceful.

With the sound of wooden fish in his ears, Ning Ruichen recited the Heart Sutra, got up from the futon, pushed open the window of the monk's dormitory, propped his head, and stared at the gurgling mountain stream under the window in a daze.

This row of mountain houses is full of green pines and cypresses, and it is still cold and green in autumn. Ning Ruichen stared at it for a while, then sat back in the room, and took out the watch that his elder brother gave him to check the time. not moving.

As soon as the clockwork was turned, Bao'er came in with a late meal: "Master, the masters have eaten, I'll bring you some."

"Put it there." After twisting it for a long time, the watch hand finally started to move half alive. Ning Ruichen looked outside and couldn't see any difference, "I heard from the novice in the temple that there was a disturbance in front of the mountain gate Just once? What happened?"

Bao'er was sweeping the floor at the door, and replied, in a low voice, said: "I heard that some local ruffians caused trouble, and it was the abbot who came forward to mediate."

"Who is so bold..." Ning Ruichen muttered, raised his hand to light the lamp in the room, and flipped through a few pages of the Shurangama Sutra. eat some."

Ning Ruichen was greedy for cold like a child, thinking that the bowl of vegetable soup was too hot: "Eat it later."

Bao'er was never able to talk to him, so she went out with her lips pouted, swept the ground for a long time, and turned to the outside of the corridor to make piles of fallen leaves.

The miscellaneous trees in the meditation room were either red or yellow. Ning Ruichen was reading scriptures in the room, and occasionally he listened to the rustling sound of sweeping the floor. Why are you here?"

Judging from his tone, he didn't look like a master in the temple, Ning Ruichen put down his chopsticks and walked towards the door.

The person outside might have said something nice, but Bao'er's tone was slightly calm: "You are not allowed to enter."

The monk's room was not very big, so Ning Ruichen walked to the door in two or three steps, opened the door, and saw two figures facing each other in the open space outside the hut, one was Bao'er, the other was handsome, and even in autumn Take the fan.

Hearing the door slamming behind him, the man turned his head suddenly. It was too late for Ning Ruichen to hide, so he met his eyes unexpectedly, and suddenly became embarrassed: "Thank... Thank you, boss."

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