Married Thrice to Salted Fish

Lin Qingyu's figure was hidden in the peach grove, where there were few people, and the conversation between the two came to his ears relatively clearly.

No wonder Lu Wancheng is willing to come this time, presumably because of Xu Jun's wish.Lu Wancheng has always been able to sit but not stand, and can lie down but not sit. Since getting married, Lu Wancheng has only gone out twice, one is now, and the other is to Lin's mansion.The things that can make him move must be things that even salted fish think are important.

He remembered that Lu Wancheng once showed a lot of interest in the theory of ghosts and gods, and he also said that he would like to meet the legendary national teacher who can "know the world, understand ghosts and gods" for a while.I didn't expect that he really came, let alone that he could meet Xu Junyuan so easily and ask this ridiculous question.

"Resurrecting from death, changing the body of the soul", if such a thing really exists in the world, how can there be so many idiots and resentments? Doctors don't need to cure diseases to save people. They can directly learn the art of resurrection, and when people die, let them come back to life. Wouldn't it be simpler and easier.

Xu Junyuan seemed a little surprised, and he didn't know whether he was surprised by Lu Wancheng's question, or by his straightforwardness.He thought for a while, and said: "From ancient times to the present, there are many people who pursue immortality and resurrection from the dead, and many of them are famous emperors in history. Things that the emperor can't do with the power of the world, presumably do not exist. The human body, once it is gone, is gone, disappears and dies, and no one can restore it. As for the soul changing body..." Xu Junyuan smiled, "Forgive my ignorance—I don't know."

Lu Wancheng raised his eyebrows: "It turns out that the national teacher also has something that he doesn't know."

"I don't know, because I haven't seen it with my own eyes." Xu Junyuan said, "But because I haven't seen it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist in the world."

Lu Wancheng said "Oh", lost interest in the conversation, and said politely: "As expected of being Dayu's only national teacher. Listening to what you have to say is like listening to what you have to say."

This is to say that what Xu Junyuan said is irrelevant nonsense.

Xu Junyuan always had a spring-like smile on his face: "If there is such a thing as soul-transforming, I really want to see it. However, the person involved may not speak up easily. Because..."

Lu Wancheng said: "Because he knows that no one will believe what he says, and even if he does, it will cause a lot of trouble."

Xu Junyuan smiled and said, "Young Master is wise."

"Master?" Huantong appeared out of nowhere, pushing Lu Wancheng's wheelchair in his hand, thinking that Lu Wancheng was tired from walking and sent him to the carriage to get the wheelchair.

As soon as he made a sound, both Lu Wancheng and Xu Junyuan looked over.Lin Qingyu walked out unhurriedly: "Young Master."

Lu Wancheng put his hands on his forehead and looked at him with a smile, but he said to Xu Junyuan: "Master, this is my wife."

Lin Qingyu was startled.It was the first time he heard Lu Wancheng calling him like this, and it felt... very awkward, and he didn't know how Lu Wancheng said it so naturally.

Although he was in the Hou Mansion and he and Lu Wancheng were husband and wife in name, neither of them took this marriage seriously.Now that his "mother-in-law" is also grounded, he sometimes forgets this - he is Lu Wancheng's "mother-in-law".

When Xu Junyuan saw Lin Qingyu, the smile in his eyes became even bigger: "Mrs. Lu."

Lin Qingyu's hand in the sleeve tightened slightly, and said calmly: "I have seen the national teacher."

"Mrs. Lu is beautiful in her words and graceful. The young master is very lucky."

Lu Wancheng also stared at Lin Qingyu, and said with a smile, "Really." He admired Lin Qingyu openly, as if admiring the most beautiful peach blossom.

Lu Wancheng's gaze made Lin Qingyu a little cautious, but he could feel that Lu Wancheng looked at him differently from other apprentices, and Lu Wancheng was really just enjoying the scenery.

But Lin Qingyu still glanced at it with a sly knife-it looks good?

Lu Wancheng looked away, but smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if to say: This is not nonsense.

"Beautiful, sweetheart, there is still a piece of fine wine." Xu Junyuan summoned a monk and said, "Go and fetch the wine that I buried under the peach tree the year before last."

Lin Qingyu said: "Young Master is sick, so it's not suitable for you to drink alcohol."

"It was my negligence." Xu Junyuan raised his glasses to the two of them, "Then I will replace the wine with tea and toast you two."

Lu Wancheng was about to pick up the teacup, but when he saw that Lin Qingyu hadn't moved, he took his hand back again, his face was calm, and he felt like a dog in his heart.

He knew that if Lin Qingyu was upset when he saw the national teacher, if Lin Qingyu was unhappy later, he would follow suit.Sin.

The smile on Xu Junyuan's face remained undiminished: "It seems that Madam Lu doesn't want to give me this face."

Lin Qingyu said: "The eleventh day of the third month in the year of Guiwei, Chenshi."

Xu Junyuan nodded: "If I remember correctly, this should be Mrs. Lu's birth date."

"The national teacher has a good memory." Lin Qingyu said coldly, "I, like the young master, have something that I don't understand, and I want to ask the national teacher for advice."

Xu Junyuan smiled and said: "I can't talk about giving advice, Mrs. Lu, but please speak up."

Lin Qingyu slightly opened his lips: "Why me."

Xu Junyuan seemed to have guessed Lin Qingyu's question, and pointed up with his hand: "It's God's will."

"God's will? Huh." Lin Qingyu couldn't hide his sarcasm in his words, "When I was young, I traveled around with my mentor. There are often superstitious people who don't ask the doctor to see a doctor and take medicine when they are sick, but find some 'sorceresses' to play ghosts at home. If the disease can be cured, everything will be fine; if the disease cannot be cured, then it is "God's will", the fate of the sick is fixed, and ordinary people can't return to heaven. Is this the "God's will" that the national teacher said."

"Whether it's God's will or not, the two of you should know better than me." Xu Junyuan said calmly, "After the joy, has the young master's health improved?"

Lin Qingyu disagreed: "It's just a coincidence."

Xu Junyuan smiled helplessly: "Madam Lu is like this, I have nothing to say."

Lu Wancheng thought for a while, and said: "In this case, can the national teacher tell us the process of your calculation. Or should the secret of the sky not be leaked?"

Xu Junyuan looked playful: "The secrets of heaven must not be leaked, but it's okay to leak them occasionally. On that day, the young master was critically ill, and his wife asked the queen to ask me for help. I made a divination, and it was calculated that the young prince's life should not die. , if you get a noble person, maybe there is a glimmer of life, that's all."

Lu Wancheng smiled: "But now that I have a nobleman, I still have a short life. It can be seen that it is useless to be happy. Next time, the national teacher should not mess up the mandarin ducks, so as not to miss people's future."

Hearing this, Lin Qingyu glanced sideways at the person beside him.Lu Wancheng said everything he wanted to say.

Xu Junyuan sighed softly: "Master Xu is ashamed to be indifferent to life and death. It's a pity that your fate..." Xu Junyuan paused, and looked at Lu Wancheng with deep meaning, "Or, the young master is nothing but 'Lu Wancheng' "Three characters, is there any other name? I can use your alias, and I will make a hexagram for you."

Lu Wancheng looked directly at Xu Junyuan calmly, his eyes hidden under his long eyelashes.After a while, he said, "No."

Lin Qingyu had heard a little about Lu Wancheng's name, and it was taken by his biological mother who died prematurely due to dystocia.After his biological mother passed away, Lu Wancheng was raised by his wet nurse, and later raised by Mrs. Liang herself.Whether it's the nurse or the stepmother, they are always separated by a layer, and they have never given Lu Wancheng any nicknames.If so, why did Lu Wancheng hesitate before answering this question?

Lin Qingyu thought of the note in "Lin'an Travel Notes", and some of Lu Wancheng's "nonsense"... When they first got married, Lu Wancheng didn't even know his own age very well.He never took Lu Wancheng's words to heart, he just thought he was pretending to be crazy.Now that I think about it, it's not just 01:30 that is suspicious.

Resurrecting from the dead, changing the body of the soul... Is there really such a thing in the world?

How is it possible, there must be something else hidden.

Lu Wancheng is hiding something from him.

While the three of them were talking, the sky gradually darkened.The little monk reminded them to go down the mountain earlier, otherwise the night road would be difficult and bumpy.Xu Junyuan got up and said: "You two go slowly, I won't see you off."

Lin Qingyu nodded coldly.Xu Junyuan speaks well, is gentle and elegant, and does not rely on his special status to force others, so he is not very annoying.If you want to find revenge on him in the future, you can consider taking some less toxic medicine.

Before leaving, Lu Wancheng broke a peach blossom.The carriage stopped at the gate of Changsheng Temple, some distance away from the peach grove. The delicate young master had no strength to walk anymore, and was pushed by Huantong in a wheelchair, playing with broken branches in his hands carelessly, drowsy.Lin Qingyu walked in the front, and the two had their own thoughts, and there was no exchange between them for a while.

It was almost dusk at this time, and there were many pilgrims leaving the temple.Huantong noticed that many pilgrims walking in front of them would look back, and said unhappily: "Young Master, many people are looking back at our young master."

Lu Wancheng absently said "oh".

Huan Tong stared straight: "You don't care at all?"

He followed the young master since he was a child, and he knew that the young master disliked the overly explicit gazes of strangers.He also doesn't like passers-by who always want to look at the young master a few more times, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

Lu Wancheng said strangely: "What is there to care about, everyone likes to see beauties."

Huan Tong teased: "The couples who have worshiped are different. Most people want to hide their daughter-in-law from others to see, but it's good for Young Master, let people see it openly."

Lu Wancheng smiled: "Just look at it. A good-looking wife makes me look good. Anyway, no matter how others look at it, the person will not belong to them. You can only see it once." Lu Wancheng sympathized with "tsk tsk tsk" Shaking his head, "It's so miserable."

Huantong murmured softly: "It's as if the person is yours."

"Uh..." The smile on Lu Wancheng's face gradually disappeared, and soon he was relieved, "At least I can see him every day. Although, I can't see him for long."

Huantong was a little sad.It's true that he wanted to follow the young master back to Lin's mansion sooner, but after getting along with him these days, he liked the young master very much.If the little marquis died, he might still shed a few tears.

Huantong comforted indiscriminately: "It's not yet May, and it's still early before winter, and the young master can still watch it for half a year."

"Winter..." Lu Wancheng looked at Lin Qingyu's back and narrowed his eyes, "Then I want to see your young master standing in the falling snow with an umbrella in a bright red snow cape, his cheeks stained red, and his long hair. Hair like ink must be eye-catching."

Lin Qingyu stopped suddenly, turned around slowly, and looked at Lu Wancheng.

Huantong exclaimed in a low voice: "Oops, I was overheard by the young master!"

The eyes of the two intertwined, and Lin Qingyu looked at him calmly.Lu Wancheng suddenly had an illusion that what Lin Qingyu was looking at was not his face, but... him.

Lin Qingyu's voice was slightly cold: "You are serious, don't you have another name?"

Lu Wancheng's heart tightened, and he teased unscrupulously as usual: "It's funny to ask you that. If I have it, why don't I know it myself."

Lin Qingyu didn't ask any more questions, and said lightly, "I hope you can survive the first snowfall."