The Princess of Northern Land

After hearing this, the host replied with his eyes slightly closed, "Amitabha, Huizhen has already asked the four people from Jueming to go over. All four of them have good skills."

"The Lin family's business is getting bigger and bigger. According to what Miss Lin said, it is also possible to grow vegetables in the greenhouse in winter. If, as Miss Lin said, rice can be grown in the north in the spring, I am afraid that the Lin family will not be able to live in peace by then. Huilian replied seriously, "The man in the court has always been very jealous of the prince, and the princes in other fiefdoms may not be able to hope that the prince will be happy, plus the Tatars."

"Let Huizhen send four more disciples from outside the sect." The host thought for a moment and then agreed.

"Yes, I will inform Junior Brother Huizhen right now." Huilian left happily.

"Little girl, the poor monk will give you four more people. Those blind people in the province will be eyeing you." Huizhen actually knew what happened in the Lin family early in the morning. After he returned to the temple, he had already selected the candidates and prepared to give them to him. Lin Ziyin sent it over and then explained it to the host. After all, many of the monks are orphans taken in by the temple. These children are not real monks, they are just outside disciples of the temple and can return to secular life at any time.

It doesn't matter if he sends a few away.

"Donor Lin, this poor monk can follow you from now on." A bald little monk revealed his head from behind Huizhen.

"Jueyuan." Lin Ziyin looked at the little monk happily. Jue Yuan often followed Huizhen to Lin's house, and he had become familiar with Lin Ziyin for a long time. The young novice monk in the temple had a good relationship with Lin Ziyin. After all, it was Lin Ziyin who improved the food and accommodation for everyone, and all the monks remembered her.

"From now on, you can eat meat as you like." Lin Ziyin couldn't help laughing when he thought of the little monk's entangled appearance when he followed Huizhen and held the roasted chicken for the first time.

"Amitabha." The young monk clasped his hands and said, "The wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Lord Buddha remains in his heart."

His serious look made Lin Ziyin laugh so hard that he couldn't stand upright. "Follow my sister well. When you grow up, my sister will find you a wife."

This time, all the monks present said "Amitabha."

Lin Ziyin laughed even harder, like a psycho.

With the Ding'an Temple team and a few more people, Lin Ziyin's depression finally disappeared.

In this Fengcheng, someone with sharp eyes saw two corpses hanging on the Shaweizhu Mountain. Then more and more people gathered around to watch the excitement, and everyone began to guess the identity of the corpses of the Shaweizhushan.

The so-called killing pillar is actually the place where the corpses of the most heinous criminals or enemies are displayed in the Tomb Palace. It is generally said that the people brought to this place will not be good people.

Although no one knew who was hanging on the pillar, many people in Aifeng City still threw rotten vegetables and stones at them. The North is always a sensitive place. In previous years, there were always Tatar spies or troublemaking thieves. It can be said that the people were surrounded by soldiers every day because they often suffered from them.

"Master, they have missed and are hanging on the killing power pillar." At night, there were two more men in black in Li Yanran's room.

"What? How could he be tied to the killing power pillar?" Li Yanran was shocked.

Killing Weizhu was specially used by the prince to deal with the most evil people. Lin Ziyin was just an ordinary little peasant girl, how could she hang people on it. Li Yanran thought about it and guessed that Chu Suifeng must have been involved in this matter.

So does this mean that Prince Ling knew that she did the thing and sent people to the Li Mansion to capture her? "What should I do? Those two damn ones can't even kill a little peasant girl. What's the point of raising you all these years?"