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Chapter 137 Bad Tail Good Head
Li Yan casually hummed, the front cabin and the back cabin didn't matter, he was on the ship, which was good.Intuitively, she felt that Pei Qing had not been on the boat along the way. It was not that he had many things to do, but that he was trying to avoid her as much as possible. He was still on the boat today, which was great!

Li Yan ate breakfast in a happy mood. As usual, he walked around the cabin a few times, sat down and began to copy scriptures.

Both her grandmother and mother were devout lay Buddhists. From the time she could remember, she saw her mother sitting at the table, copying scriptures and praying for her grandmother every day, no matter how busy she was.Grandma lived to be more than 80 years old. The day before she left in her sleep, she seemed to have some sense. She held her and talked to her for a long time. She was young at that time and grandma said so much. She only remembered two things. One was to tell her in the future. Be sensible and feel sorry for your mother. The second thing is that she committed a lot of sins in the first half of her life, but the reason why she can live peacefully and happily to this age is because her mother copied scriptures and prayed for her.

In the second year after grandma passed away, her mother suffered from kidney failure. In helplessness, she began to copy scriptures and pray for her mother. Her mother survived for ten years, and she copied them piously for ten years. After her mother left...

Li Yan held up the pen and was in a daze. She couldn't remember how she survived that period of time. It seemed that from that time on, she hated all religions...

Li Yan breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down, and started copying scriptures. Although she hated religion, she kept the habit of copying scriptures. When copying scriptures, she seemed to be back to her childhood. The old but very clean room In the small square courtyard, the sun is just right. Grandma is sitting on the porch choosing vegetables. Mom shakes off the clothes vigorously and hangs them one by one on the old yellowed bamboo poles. A stream of fresh water vapor permeates the yard...

Yushu was putting a pot of cooled honeysuckle water on the incense burner. Li Yan smelled the fragrance of honeysuckle and copied the scriptures with his eyes downcast.

Now it is not the past, this is the scent of honeysuckle, not the fresh and slightly fishy smell of water in the past...

Pei Qing stood in the front cabin, looking at Li Yan for a while through the gap between the wide open front cabin window and the rear cabin window. He looked at Li Yan, who was sitting upright and copying scriptures with a peaceful expression. He motioned to Jin Dou to put down the curtain and looked down at his hands. A thick stack of scriptures with elegant fonts and profound skills slowly flipped through.

"It's all written silently." Gao Liang said in a low voice, and Pei Qing let out a sigh, turned over a few pages, and looked carefully at each line. There were no mistakes, and there was no trace of sloppiness... How many years has she been copying?
He couldn't guess her age. When she was still at Duoyun Villa, she was knocking bricks and tiles, picking at walls and digging, looking around in an ignorant and innocent manner. He once thought that she might be younger than Li Cui, or at most as old as Li Cui... When she climbed down the back mountain, along the way, he became more and more suspicious of her age.

How many years has she been copying this scripture?How many times have you copied it?Why do we need to copy scriptures? Why do we need to copy so many scriptures?Who was she before?What kind of life?

"Go ashore and see if there are any fresh dishes." Pei Qing looked at it for a while, put a pile of scriptures on the table, and ordered Jin Dou.

Li Yan had too much free time on the boat. He spent almost the whole morning copying scriptures intermittently. After he had finished copying the scriptures, Gao Liang reported through the door curtain how many fresh dishes Li Yan had brought to her. Either go to the rear cabin or go to the front cabin to eat.

Li Yan's eyes were slightly bent, and before his smile came out, he suppressed it again. Of course, he went to the front cabin.

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In the capital city, on the day when Yushu delivered the message, Zhou Rui thought hard for a long time, because of the fire at the White Horse Temple and Li Yan being involved in these two major events, the entire capital was in chaos right now. The legions in front of the palace were surrounded, and amid the crisis, the few ideas he had thought of before were rendered useless by the current situation.

She took a big risk and asked Yushu to come back to him just to explain that thing. No matter what it was, it must be very important to her. Maybe she came to the capital and Li Mansion just for that thing. She is in this situation now , this thing, for her, is even more urgent and necessary...

No matter what, he had to get it as soon as possible and deliver it to her.

With bloodshot eyes, Zhou Rui came out of the house, stood in the morning light, punched slowly, went out and bought a few steamed buns, some cold haggis and other side dishes, a bowl of thick soup, He carried it into Yu Shu's small courtyard.

Both Xiong Keding and Fan Botao were there. Seeing Zhou Rui come in with a steaming breakfast, Fan Botao hurriedly turned off the fire under the stove, and greeted him with a smile on his face, "Is it mutton soup? Dalang is careful, and I don't know yet today." How about it, maybe it's the same as yesterday, relying on a full meal in the morning, stuffed buns or something?"

"All of them." Zhou Rui handed Yu Shu and Xiong Keding several big bags of steamed buns and side dishes to put away. Fan Botao brought a big bowl and poured soup, and the four of them sat around the table to have breakfast.

"Uncle and Fourth Master, are you okay?" Zhou Rui looked at Xiong Keding and asked.

He is a person who should be dead. There may not be anyone who knows him here in the capital. It is not appropriate for him to appear when a storm is coming. After returning from White Horse Temple yesterday afternoon, he did not go back to work at the mansion.

"How can it be good? Uncle is okay, fourth master... well, don't talk about fourth master, I'm also afraid, that Miss Li lived in our house for several days before going to the White Horse Temple, I really want to talk about it... no It’s unreasonable, Yangzhou, I wish..."

"That's not possible. This is a serious crime of treason. The entire Huainan Palace has to be involved. Although Yangzhou is not smart, it is not so stupid." Zhou Rui interrupted Xiong Keding.

"I'm just saying, if we really want to take the blame on our eldest son and fourth master..." Xiong Keding was full of worries.

"That's not enough. We all know that the son of the world doesn't have that kind of ambition. What about the Yuan family?" Zhou Rui wasn't too worried about being charged with the crime of treason. Home, can't afford to be involved.

"I was about to talk about this." Xiong Keding frowned, "The elder came to see me and Lao Fan, and asked Li... carefully, asking her over and over again if there was any difference between me and Lao Fan. They all pretended to be stupid and didn't dare to say anything. Who knows if that person is a human or a ghost." Xiong Keding looked horrified.

"It's a person, but it's probably not an ordinary person. Miss Seven is still in Yuan's house?" Zhou Rui glanced at Yu Shu, who was drinking the soup with his head down.

"Yes, I said she was scared. She saved her life seriously. Da Lang, I think what he meant was that he wanted to get that... girl into his hands." Xiong Keding leaned towards Zhou Rui, He said something in a low voice.

"I'm afraid he's not the only one who wants to get Miss Li in his hands. Don't worry, that person is no ordinary person." Zhou Rui suppressed the worries in his heart and looked calm and determined.

(End of this chapter)