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Chapter 10 Funeral

The plain snow flies, and pieces fall on the ground. The wind and snow that have stopped for a night swept down wildly and chased the poison.

Today is the day when the prince and the sixth princess are funeral.

Lin Zhaoyan sat upright on the small rosewood rock beside the window copying books. Through the brocade wall, he could vaguely hear the wail and howling from the imperial city.

"All conditioned dharmas are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows. They are like dew and lightning. You should make such observations. After the Buddha said this, the elder Subhuti..."

The thick ink wrote strokes after stroke on the plain white silk paper, and combined with the whimpering wind outside and the whine of the death bell, Lin Zhaoyan's heart was particularly calm.

"All the heavenly beings and Asuras in the world, when they hear what the Buddha said, they are very happy and believe, accept and follow."

The last stroke fell, Lin Zhaoyan put down the Baiyu Hao pen, picked up the paper, and gently blew the ink marks on it.

"Girl." Manshuang lifted the curtain and entered the room, holding a small red-lacquered tea tray with lotus leaves and lotus roots in his hand. He said with a distressed heart: "I didn't sleep much last night. I got up early this morning to copy. Let's take a rest for a while, and drink some hot orange tea to warm up your body."

"Okay." Lin Zhaoyan did not refuse, and reached out to take the teacup from Man's hands, and his enthusiasm was transmitted from his fingertips to his limbs and bones.

She took a sip of tea, warm and sweet, and couldn't help but close her eyes slightly.

"The old lady and the Marquis, the Marquis, and our wife went out at 3 o'clock. At this time, we were about to reach the palace." Manshuang walked behind Lin Zhaoyan, and said while kneading her shoulders.

"Yes." Lin Zhaoyan nodded, her physical comfort made her feel more relaxed, and asked again: "Do you know which girls follow me?"

"The third girl was under house arrest and could not go. The others were all illegitimate, so only the fifth girl followed her."

really.

Lin Zhaoyan curled the corners of his lips, and there was a coldness hidden in his eyes.

No matter how much you pamper yourself, you will be just a moon in the water, and a flower in the mirror will disappear with a gentle touch.

"Girl, let's beg the old lady. It's not a solution to copy like this. Even if you don't want to compete for the quota for the palace, you can't stay in your door and leave, right?" Manshuang felt wronged and unwilling to think that Lin Zhaoyan and Lin Ruoyan were sisters of a mother and compatriots. One could enter the palace to enjoy glory, while the other wanted to copy books in the cold room.

The girl has been obeyed since she was a child, was well-educated and polite, and never had any mistakes. But why did she just annoy the old lady and her wife like that?

"Don't worry." Lin Zhaoyan looked calm, "I will always release it, and it won't be too late."

The palace mourned the prince for three months. Only after three months could the Empress Dowager invite girls from various palaces to visit him. Her father Lin Chen, from Yiling to the capital, could be released for at most for a month and a half.

Why does she have one and a half months to do things, so don't worry.

The more urgent the, the more likely it is to make mistakes, such as Wufang and Lushi.

As a result, Lin Zhaoyan did not make any mistakes.

After she copied the 17th day scriptures in the house, Old Mrs. Lin lifted her house arrest.

It was faster than expected, all because after the Sanqi period, the whole mansion had to go to Lingyun Temple to pray for blessings and salvation for the prince and the sixth princess, and to eliminate disasters and solve problems for the Jian'an Marquis Mansion.

The first thing after the ban was to pay tribute to Mrs. Lin. Lin Zhaoyan went to Rongshou Hall with a thick stack of Buddhist scriptures.

After entering the house, in addition to Lin Jinming, who was also unbanned, he unexpectedly found that Lin Ruoyan was present.

Lin Zhaoyan happened to hear her say, "Although my grandmother did not punish Ruoer to copy scriptures, Ruoer felt deeply guilty. Ruoer had an unshirkable responsibility for the incident that day. He shouldn't have been furious because of a few words from the third sister. It was not a lady's behavior. This also implicated the fourth sister who kindly saved the scene and was trapped in a foolish matchmaker. Ruoer's mistakes were hard to forgive, so he locked himself in Qingxing Pavilion to copy books for more than ten days, so he asked the third sister and fourth sister for forgiveness."

Old Mrs. Lin's eyes instantly narrowed into a slit, and the corners of her lips could not stop admiring her, "If Sister can be so generous and tolerant, she will correct her mistakes when she knows her mistakes. Your third and fourth sisters will not be petty and will bother with you."

Lin Jinming, who was kneeling on the ground, clenched his lips tightly and squeezed out a few words from his teeth, "Yes, what's wrong with the fifth sister? That day I was wrong, so I'll accompany you here."

Lin Ruoyan also turned sideways and bowed, and his eyes caught a glimpse of Lin Zhaoyan standing by the door.

"Sister Four..."

Lin Zhaoyan quickly came back to his senses from deep thoughts, quickly stepped forward to pay tribute to Mrs. Lin, and presented the copied scriptures.

Old Mrs. Lin took a thick stack of scriptures and flipped it casually. She wrote the small regular script with her hair and flowers neatly and rigorously. At first glance, she saw that she had worked hard on weekdays. She couldn't help but smile with a satisfied smile on the corner of her lips.

But in a flash, it became serious again.

The fourth girl is actually very good, just...

Old Mrs. Lin didn't let herself think too much, raised her hand to signal the sisters to get up, and taught: "This is the case. If you can't write the word Lin in one stroke, you are all a family. Sisters should help each other and love each other. How can there be any hatred that cannot be dissolved? This matter ends here, don't mention it again in the future."

The sisters should have "yes" and bowed and retreated.

As soon as he left Rongshou Hall, Lin Jinming, who had forced a smile, returned to his arrogant look, "Don't think I really forgiving you, it's just a show. I will be incompatible with you in the future!"

Then he said to Lin Ruoyan: "You want to enter the palace? There is no door, so I am still released?"

Lin Ruoyan changed his usual confrontation and chuckled, "Then please wait and see!" After saying that, he turned around and left regardless of her reaction.

Lin Jinming gritted his teeth and left with his sleeves.

"So stupid." Lin Zhaoyan looked at her back and murmured.

Who said that she could enter the palace by letting go? Although she only had half a month of house arrest during that day, she had already expressed the position of Old Lady Lin.

There is also Lu. She must not want Lin Jinming to enter the palace, otherwise there would not be that farce. Otherwise, Old Lady Lin would not give up Lin Jinming. Lu didn’t want to, Old Lady Lin could force her?

So stupid...Liu and Lin Ruoyan.

Who said it would be better to enter the palace? It was just a woman's kindness. If you want to know how the Sixth Princess died tragically, it depends on who would dare to go into the palace one by one.

Lin Ruoyan even changed his temperament in order to enter the palace!

If you are not stupid, then what is it?!

Lin Zhaoyan sighed softly and walked forward.

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There is nothing more miserable than this when the boss was killed by his boss to work overtime!

I want to write so much~

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Thanks to the peace talisman that has been rewarded with a slightly blue sky!
Chapter completed!
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