Chapter 1623: Auspicious omen

Nan Yan's eyes flickered: "The emperor also thinks that some of them have problems?"
Zhu Feng smiled faintly, and said: "Just as the imperial concubine just said, something happened. I look like a murderer for anyone."
Nan Yan couldn't help but laughed.
After laughing, Zhu Feng stretched out a hand to support his chin, rubbed his fingertips slightly, and said, "But these two people are indeed in the captain's mansion, and they are also close to Ye Yu, who are more suspected."
"..."
"If it's really one of them, why didn't you leave after doing it?"
"..."
"I'm afraid there is still a purpose."
Nan Yan asked, "The emperor has any plans for this matter?"
Zhu Feng thought for a while, and said, "Just as I said before, I will find an excuse to send them away in two days and see what they have to say, or if they will leave."
Nan Yandao: "Then, let the concubine handle this matter."
"Ok……?"
Zhu Feng turned his head and glanced at her, but he frowned slightly.
Obviously, I didn't want to.
He knew very well that this man used a cold arrow to injure Ye Yu into this way, and he has not been caught yet. He is like a hunter in secret, and he does not know who his next target is.
The last thing he didn't want was to get Nan Yan involved in this kind of thing.
So he said: "This kind of thing has nothing to do with you."
Nanyan said: "The concubine has already followed the emperor to come here, so how can it be said that it has nothing to do with the concubine."
"But you know, there is danger in this."
"Of course I know."
"Then you still—"
"Does the emperor have no confidence in himself?"
"..."
This sentence stopped Zhu Feng.
Before leaving the capital and coming here, he said that he would protect her from harm.
but……
Just when Zhu Feng hesitated a little, Nan Yan continued: "This kind of thing, the concubine is just talking about it, what's the point? The emperor is too careful."
"..."
Zhu Feng was silent for a while, and sighed after seeing her like this.
Just said: "But you are not allowed to make your own claim."
Nan Yan immediately said, "Concubine understands."
Seeing her satisfied look, Zhu Feng couldn't help shook his head.


At this time, the news that Concubine Hui was going to Zhenjue Temple to offer incense to the Buddha had arrived. Zhenjue Temple was cleared up and down, and the mountain gate was also closed tightly, preventing other pilgrims from coming.
When the hour came, I saw a group of people at the gate of the temple.
There were dozens of court ladies and eunuchs, and there was also a team of guards at the front and back of the motorcade. The little court lady Qiaoyun stepped forward and helped Hui Concubine Wu Wan to get out of the carriage.
The abbot and several young monks immediately knelt forward to welcome them.
"Greetingly welcome Concubine Hui."
"Get up."
Wu Wan raised his eyelids faintly and glanced at the huge plaque on the open door, which read the three characters "Zhenjue Temple".
She said, "Are everything arranged?"
The abbot lowered his head and said, "The inside and outside of the temple have been cleaned up, and there are no other pilgrims to disturb Niang Niang. Niang Niang can enter the Buddha ceremony."
Wu Wan nodded.
Said arrogantly: "You are all waiting outside, and I don't need you to wait."
"Yes."
So, the abbot and all of them stood at the door.
Qiaoyun helped Wu Wan walk into Zhenjue Temple.
Although this Zhenjue Temple is very popular among high-ranking officials, especially those noble ladies, it is not because its Buddhist temple is magnificent. On the contrary, this temple is very small. But because of the ages, there are many efficacious legends among the people. There will be so many incense.
Wu Wan walked in, and after a while, he arrived in front of the hall.
The entire Zhenjue Temple was built against a mountain. The main hall was on a relatively high step. They walked to the incense burner under the steps. Wu Wan said to Qiaoyun and several guards: "You are also waiting outside."
Qiaoyun said, "Doesn't the empress need to serve as servants?"
"It's just going to incense to the Buddha, I don't need you."
"But these guards—"
"This is already in the temple, so there is no danger."
"Yes."
As a result, a few people stayed beside the incense burner, while Wu Wan climbed the high steps alone and walked into the hall.
Maitreya Buddha is enshrined inside.
In the main hall, the scented candles flickered, and the green smoke curled up. The Buddha's eyes were drooping and his eyes were calm, as if quietly looking at this bustling and noisy world.
Wu Wan walked in and knelt on the futon.
He said a few words of prayer in silence, then bowed his head, took the picket from the table, and shook it gently.
The sound of rushing sounded in the quiet hall.
After a while, a sign fell down.
Wu Wan hurriedly picked it up and took a look. There were two rows of poems written on the sign—
There is a bright day ahead, and there is no better defense than waiting.
Longhu's resurrection is destined, and the spring breeze gradually flies.
"This--"
She frowned.
Although she can be considered familiar with poetry and books, she does not understand these signs at all, whether it is good or bad.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps ahead.
Looking up, a monk in a gray monk robe approached her.
This person is about forty years old, thin, and although he is wearing a monk robe, his face is full of smoke, especially his eyes are bright and sly, and they are always shining with restless light.
He said to Wu Wan: "Amitabha, the poor monk pays homage to the concubine Hui."
The abbot said earlier that the hall had been cleaned.
But for some reason, such a monk appeared.
And Wu Wan didn't ask much, just glanced at him, and then said, "Can the master solve this lottery for the palace?"
The monk took a look and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"This sign is very good."
"Oh? How good?"
"This sign is Qianlong's change sign."
"Qianlong changes?"
"Yes, the so-called Qianlong is hidden; the changeable is the same."
Wu Wan tightened his brows.
She didn't understand it when she looked at the sign, but she didn't understand it even more with such an explanation.
So he said: "You only have to tell this palace whether this lottery is good or bad."
The monk smiled and said, "The gentleman is lucky, the villain is evil."
"Oh……?"
Wu Wan's heart moved slightly.
She silently said in her heart: What the father wants to do is naturally a gentleman's action, so this lottery should be a good omen for him.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile.
Then he said to the monk: "Thank you, Master, for breaking the sign for this palace."
After speaking, he took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and handed it to the man. The monk did not refuse. After receiving it, he exited the hall through the back door, disappearing like a gust of wind.
And Wu Wan didn't care about this at all.
She just let go of her heart and walked out of the main hall. Qiaoyun and the others were still waiting outside. Seeing that she had finished praising the Buddha so soon, she asked, "Is the empress going back to the palace?"
"Not urgent."
Wu Wan raised his hand and said, "Anyway, it's still early. Take a stroll here before leaving. Go with the palace to the temple back."
"Yes."