Chapter 23: |【23】Two more

When such a bad thing happened on the last day of the year, the queen thought about it and felt it was really unlucky, so on the first day of the new year, she invited a high monk to the palace to pray for blessings.
Lin Feilu discovered that the Dalin Dynasty was very similar to the Southern and Northern Dynasties in history. He believed in Buddhism very much. Back then, the great poet Du Mu wrote a poem saying, "The four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, how many buildings are in the mist and rain".
Although this 480 is exaggerated, it is also conceivable that it was a grand occasion. The Dalin dynasty is not far behind now, and has also set up a special national temple called Huguo Temple. Those who come to the palace to pray for blessings are the eminent monks of Huguo Temple.
Even the air in the harem was filled with the scent of sandalwood for a while. Lin Feilu didn't believe this before, but now he is somewhat in awe, and honestly recites scriptures with Xiao Lan to pray for blessings.
Although news about Jingbing was blocked, many people witnessed the scene that night, and they often talked in private. Especially those concubines who have been well-acquainted with Jing's concubine, still have doubts about this matter, and think that Jing's concubine may have been framed.
But after thinking about the concubine in the palace, she couldn't guess who did it. The methods are decisive and ruthless, and they don't give the other party back at all, speaking of it, it is like Jingbing's own style...
No one doubted it at the head of Mingyue Palace.
Yes, a weak and noble man who has fallen out of favor for many years, carrying two oil bottles, almost gathered all the weak and disabled, and was directly ignored.
Xiao Lan’s only concern was that the person who threw the stone to inform them of the matter, thinking about it, lost his mind when praying to the Buddha, until the incense ash fell and hit the back of her hand. The incense ash burned her hands and made her feel excited. Then I chanted "Amitabha Buddha" twice and inserted the incense into the incense burner.
Lin Feilu looked around, took her hand and blew gently, comforting her: "Mother concubine, nothing will happen, it's all over."
Xiao Lan frowned and said softly: "I always feel uneasy. Who else in the palace will help us? Is the other party kind or malicious? Why do you do this?"
Lin Feilu didn't care: "No matter who it is, whether he is good intentions or malicious, now the matter is over, the deceased is dead, even if he has no plans, there is no evidence to do anything to us, the mother concubine is relieved. "
In fact, she can probably guess who it is and knows that the other party is not malicious.
There are only a few people she has a good impression in this palace, and those who can get over the wall in the middle of the night must have martial arts. She still remembered that the cocoon in Song Jinglan's palm was thicker than Xi Xingjiang, who had been studying martial arts in the general's mansion since he was a child.
He can survive in the palace these years, of course, he will have life-saving skills unknown to others.
It's just that he didn't expect that he would take the risk to help her, which was different from the last time in front of the Hall of Supreme Learning.
Is it just because of the silver carbon she gave?
Hey, what a beautiful boy who knows his gratitude and does good deeds without leaving a name.
Since the other party was unwilling to show up, she certainly wouldn't go to force her to ask, just as if she didn't know who it was.
The beautiful boy who does good deeds without leaving a name is not eligible to participate in the annual banquet, and of course he did not witness all that night. Afterwards, although the palace blocked the news, but Yu Ji Liang, the first swordsman who loved to listen to the corner, was there, Song Jinglan still knew the details of the matter.
Tian Dong was stunned after hearing it, "Is this a backlash?" After the shock, he looked at his Royal Highness and hesitated to ask: "Did Your Highness help?"
Song Jinglan leaned back lazily and flipped through the book: "I just told her Jingmen's plan."
He originally thought that the five princesses could avoid this disaster. After all, she was young and could deal with Lin Xi, but she couldn't deal with Jing Lai, so she avoided the frame-up this time, and found a way to make it back in the future.
But it never occurred to him that the five princesses were brave enough to take this opportunity to do everything possible and directly destroy the other party.
It seems that he underestimated the little girl.
Tiandong didn't even know that the "she" in His Highness's mouth was referring to the five princesses. He naively said with a sigh, "I didn't expect Noble Lan to be so powerful. As expected, none of the concubines of the Dalin harem is easy to provoke."
Song Jinglan laughed, but didn't break it, changed a more comfortable posture, and turned his fingers over the next page of the book.
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Lin Feilu was sluggish for several days because of the death of his guards. Every day, apart from praying to the Buddha, he was reading and practicing calligraphy in the room, not even willing to leave the door.
This day, while teaching Song Yu to write her name in the room, the half-covered window was suddenly hit by a stone.
With a few bangs, like torrential rain, Song Yu's personality was quiet and introverted. She was frightened by the movement, but she still remembered the protector. She mustered up the courage to check it out immediately. Lin Feilu thought of Song Jinglan first when he heard the sound, and then he denied it.
This blue sky and white day did not seem to be something Xiaomei could do.
She called Song Yu back and walked over to open the window by herself. It didn't snow anymore, and the sun rarely peeked out of the clouds, and shone a few halos. The snow on the eaves and branches are still white, so Xi Xingjiang, who is sitting on a tree in black outside the courtyard wall, is particularly conspicuous.
He took another slingshot in his hand and was looking at her window, and when he saw her opening the window and leaning forward, he closed the bow with a smile and whistled at her.
Lin Feilu angrily cursed: "Deng the apprentice!"
Xi Xingjiang was not annoyed, both feet dangling leisurely, smiling and asking: "Xiaodouding, where is my gift?"
So many things happened during this period, but she forgot about it. Seeing her, Xi Xingjiang lowered his head slightly, and suddenly shouted: "Wow, you won't forget, you little liar."
After speaking, the soles of the feet slammed toward the trunk, and the whole person fell into the wind, flew down from the tree and fell to her window.
He held his upper body against the window lattice, and raised his hand to pull the tugging on her head.
Lin Feilu held his head and backed away, fiercely saying, "Who forgot!"
Xi Xingjiang stretched out his hand unceremoniously: "Then give it to me!"
Lin Feilu glared at her before turning around and instructing Song Yu who was frightened by this scene: "Go and get the hand cream in my makeup."
Song Yu quickly took it. Xi Xingjiang was a little curious when she heard her say that hand cream, when she got her hand and unscrewed it, it was fragrant and soft, and she suddenly looked disgusted: "What is this?"
Lin Feilu said: "Hand cream! Put it on your hands to protect your palms from frostbite! Don't return it to me!"
Xi Xingjiang took a look at her and stuffed it into his arms: "Who said I don't want it?"
He smiled and leaned forward, his elbow propped his head against the window, and his upper body was on the window: "Little Douding, I heard that you were dead in your palace a few days ago?"
He just asked casually, but he didn't expect Lin Feilu to look a little uncomfortable when he heard this, and even the maid beside her bowed her head stiffly.
Xi Xingjiang was taken aback, his previously frivolous posture immediately became a little bewildered and panicked: "Eh no, I just ask casually, are you scared?" He reached out his hand and touched her small head, using his straight male thinking. Consolation: "It's okay, it's okay, don't you just die? I've seen so many dead people on the battlefield."
Lin Feilu: "..."
This kind of person is the existence of Zhuosheng.
She was worried that Song Yu was sad, and turned her head and said: "Go and make a cup of hot tea for Shizi."
Song Yu took the order, and Xi Xingjiang said, "I'm not thirsty."
Lin Feilu ignored him and asked about his curious point: "Have you ever been on the battlefield?"
Xi Xingjiang’s tone is not without pride: "Of course, I lived with my dad in the border gate for a few years when I was young. Do you know the border gate? It's much colder than this. The ice is frozen for three feet, and soldiers can walk on the ice in winter. ."
When he talked about the scene of the border crossing, he was full of joy, not knowing whether he was longing for it, or because he wanted to change the topic that had scared her before. He was even more eloquent than the storyteller.
"Lao Yong Guo was worried about the place in our frontier, and sent people to harass it from time to time. My father decided to teach them a lesson and led three thousand cavalry to carry out raids. So I hid in the army horses that distributed grain and grass, and waited until I was stationed. The land was discovered by my father. At that time, it was too late to send me back, so Dad told me to stay in the camp and not go out."
Lin Feilu interrupted and said, "I guess you must have gone out."
Xi Xingjiang glared at her: "Don't interrupt me!"
Lin Feilu: "..."
He continued: "The Yong people came to the camp in the middle of the night to sneak an attack. They didn't know that my father was deliberately making a weak defensive posture, waiting for them to throw themselves into a snare urn to catch turtles! In that battle, we killed Yong with three thousand soldiers and horses. There are more than 10,000 people in the country, and the blood of the dead bodies is all over the entire snowy field!
Lin Feilu: "Oh..."
Xi Xingjiang went off as he spoke. Seeing that she was so disgusted that she could not stop her, she asked her with excitement, "I will take you to the hunting ground to ride a horse? Have you ever rode a horse?"
I really haven't ridden it.
Lin Feilu asked: "Where is the hunting ground?"
Xi Xingjiang said: "There is in the palace, where your brothers practice riding and shooting. Have you never been? Walk around, I will take you there! I also have a small pony there, take you there. Insight."
Lin Feilu hadn't been out for a while, and was also idle. He really needed to go for a walk to move his muscles and bones, but he didn't refuse. He said hello to Xiao Lan, and wrapped his cloak and followed Xi Xingjiang.
Although it didn't snow anymore, the cold wind continued to roar. With the cold weather and the incident at the year-round banquet, the palaces have been reluctant to come out recently, and the entire palace seemed very quiet and deserted.
The hunting ground was on the periphery, and it was quite a distance. Lin Feilu regretted it halfway through.
It was so cold that the wind hurt her face. She didn't want to go, Xi Xingjiang refused to agree, and dragged her for a long run.
Lin Feilu exercises regularly, which can be compared to martial arts practice day by day. He ran out of breath and drank some cold wind when he was gasping. He choked and coughed and coughed up tears.
Only then did Xi Xingjiang let go of his hands in a hurry, squatting in front of her, pulling his cuffs clumsily to wipe her tears: "If you don't go, don't go, don't you cry!"
Lin Fei was furious: "Who is crying! I choked!"
Xi Xingjiang laughed out loud, squatted in front of her, teasing her: "Scream Brother Shizi, carry you behind."
Lin Feilu didn't bother to pay attention to him, re-fastened his little cloak, and walked forward boldly with his short legs.
The high wall outside the hunting ground is already looming. In this weather and this time, the princes who often practice riding and shooting will not come over, except for a few guards, the hunting ground is empty. With Xi Xingjiang present, the guards certainly wouldn't stop him, but curiously looked at the little girl with her eyes closed in her cloak.
As soon as the two of them entered, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes from the hunting ground that was supposed to be empty, and then a sharp arrow pierced the air and slammed towards the target behind Lin Feilu.
The archery man did not expect that someone would come in suddenly, and he was shocked, but he had already opened the bow, and it was too late to collect the arrows, so he could only scream, "Get out!"
At the very moment, I only heard Xi Xingjiang say: "Don't be afraid! You are short!"
Lin Feilu: "???"
Then the arrow swept over her head and plunged into the target.
She was really frightened. After all, she had never experienced such a thing. When she slowly turned her head, she saw Xi Xingjiang beside her with a very confident grin.
He said: "Look, I said you are short."