Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 686
Pukong swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, replied respectfully with a "yes", and stepped aside.

Shuangjiu was overjoyed. She quickly picked up her sleeves to wipe her tears and ran into the meditation room.

In the Zen room, there is a couch, a table and a cup of tea.

There was a nun sitting cross-legged on a cushion.

The nun was wearing a white robe.

The white cassock represents the state of Bodhisattva. Her status in Fuhu Temple is indeed extraordinary.

There are no calligraphy or paintings on the wall, only a Luohan window shaped like a full moon.

Outside the window is a centuries-old camellia tree, with branches covered with bowl-sized flowers hanging down, right on the window.

That is the Baixue Tower in the Sichuan and Chongqing regions, also known as "Guanyin Bai", with petals as white as jade.

For a moment, there were white Guanyin flowers outside the window, and looking from inside to outside was like a painting.

And inside the window, there is a table, a couch and a person meditating. Looking from the outside in, it is also a painting.

Shuangjiu ran into the meditation room and saw a woman sitting cross-legged on a cushion, like a lotus flower. She fell to her knees with a "thump" and cried bitterly, "Aunt, please help me, niece."

"Ah, what do you want me to do for you?"

The nun who was sitting there calmly turned her head. Her plain face had eyebrows as dark as distant mountains, and lips as red as sand. Even though she was bald without a single hair on her face, it couldn't conceal her beauty at all.

This turned out to be a young girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old.

She is Fan Qing, the daughter of the previous head of the Wu family in Pengzhou who was born when he was 69 years old. She has been treated like a treasure since she was a child.

However, most children born at this age are born with congenital deficiencies and poor physical constitution.

The old patriarch was afraid that his daughter, who was born in his old age, would die young, so although he was extremely reluctant to let her go, he still sent her to Mount Emei, made a vow in front of the Buddha, and gave her to the Bodhisattva, and asked the monks of the Fuhu Temple to teach and raise her.

With the status and position of the old patriarch of the Wu family, he built several monasteries in Fuhu Temple and renovated the entire temple. With such a great merit, it was natural that the presiding nun personally accepted him as a disciple.

Now the old head of the family, Mr. Wu, and the abbot, the old nun, have passed away one after another. The current abbess of Fuhu Temple is the nun Fanjing, her senior sister.

Ni Fanqing lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes, looking solemn and dignified, and said calmly: "Your father is unruly and arrogant. He has always refused to accept Wu Yuan as the head of the family. He has made many moves, both openly and covertly. Do you think I can't see it?"

Ni Fanqing has never left Mount Emei, but when her father was alive, he would come to visit her every year even when he was old.

After her father passed away, her brothers didn't come as often, but they would come once every two or three years, so she knew the people in charge of each branch of the Wu family.

Ni Fanqing has cultivated the supernatural power of "telepathy", which cannot be achieved unless one has a pure and flawless mind.

This magical power is certainly not as magical as the "telepathy" in mythology, but it can greatly enhance a person's inner sensitivity and perceive the desires and good and evil in other people's minds.

We will find that most children have an ability. No matter how sweet your words are or how smiling they are, young children can still feel who really likes him and who hates him.

The magical power that Ni Fanqing possessed was an ability that was acquired through acquired cultivation.

It is not through the analysis and judgment of a person's micro-expressions, but pure telepathy.

When the Wu brothers came to visit her, they naturally couldn't talk about too much, especially they couldn't expose the conflicts among themselves.

But she was only fifteen or sixteen years old at that time, but she had already noticed Wu Jiong's jealousy, hatred and dissatisfaction towards Wu Yuan.

She never told this secret to anyone, but she kept it in her heart.

She heard the news yesterday that all the women in Wu Jiong's family were sent to Fuhu Temple for asceticism.

In her opinion, it was probably because Wu Jiong's jealousy and greed could no longer be curbed, and he began to plot for the position of the head of the family. As a result, he was killed by the head of the family and was severely punished. His wife and daughters were all sent to the mountain.

Not to mention that she has become a nun, even if she is a secular woman, she is still a member of the Wu family. Everything that happened in the Wu family was decided by the head of the family. How can she interfere?
Ni Fanqing sighed and said, "Your father committed treason and was punished by the head of the family. He deserved it. As for you being sent to the mountain to practice meditation, it's actually quite good..."

Wu Shuangjiu cried bitterly, "No, no, aunt, all the males in my family were killed."

"what?"

Ni Fanqing was shocked. Wu Jiong just wanted to become the boss of the Wu family. Was it necessary to use such brutal means when fighting among fellow disciples?

Wu Shuangjiu cried, "The one who killed my whole family was the new Tongchuan Pacifier Yang Yuan! My father thought that our Pengzhou Wu family would not be able to develop without a backer, so he tried his best to establish a connection with the Lixi Wu family.

As a result, at this time, the new Tongchuan Pacifier Yang Yuan arrived. He tried to win over the head of the family to work for him. After knowing that my father had contact with Lixi, he forced the head of the family to reveal his feelings.

Either the Wu family is wiped out, or one of my family members dies and is loyal to him from now on. So, the head of the family..."

Shuangjiu burst into tears and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

In fact, she really didn't know the truth about Wu Jiong's demise.

She knew that she was controlled first, and then the Wu family sent many people to her home.

The next day, her family was killed.

In her opinion, the one who did it was of course the head of the family.

However, during the long period of time she was escorted from Pengzhou to Mount Emei, she had plenty of time to think it over again.

She found that she couldn't tell her aunt the truth.

First of all, the head of the family, Wu Yuan, is my aunt’s brother, so her side is a little bit inferior.

Secondly, if the head of the family is cleaning up the family, he must open the ancestral temple. All the branches have agreed to this. My aunt is also a member of the Wu family. How can she oppose the head of the family?

Even if she ran and scolded the head of the family for being inhumane, could it make him lose a hair?

So after much thought, she felt that she could only put the blame on Yang Yuan.

Only by saying that the head of the family, Wu Yuan, was forced to kill his own people because of threats and coercion could arouse the anger of the aunt.

It would be best if my aunt could kill Yang Yuan. My father told me that my aunt has been practicing in the mountains since she was young and has very good kung fu.

If the aunt could not kill Yang Yuan, or was even killed by Yang Yuan, it would not matter. As for the crime of assassinating an imperial official, Wu Yuan, the head of the family, could not escape, and Yang Yuan could no longer rely on him.

In this way, Shuangjiu viewed it as helping his father to take revenge and venting the hatred in his heart.

However, she did not expect that although she was talking nonsense, it was just an accident and the result was not much different from the real result.

Fan Qing, who usually had a cold personality, frowned slowly after hearing her miserable words.

Even though he has a cold personality, became a monk at a young age, and has little family affection, it still sounds too miserable.

Cousin Wu Jiong has also come to visit her several times. When he came last year, he brought Shuangjiu with him.

Although she did not desire this family affection, she could not help but appreciate it.

Fan Qing's serene Guanyin appearance began to develop towards the angry Vajra appearance.

"You mean, in order to make the Wu family work for him, that dog official forced the head of the family to slaughter your family to show his true intentions?"

Shuang Jiu nodded vigorously and said loudly: "Yes! He said, he said the Ling Yin who destroyed the family, the county magistrate who destroyed the family, as the Lord of Tongchuan, if I want to deal with you, how difficult is it?"

"Snapped!"

Fan Qing's jade-white hand slapped the table. It was just a slap with anger, and it was not clear how much strength was used. The sturdy table broke apart with a "crash".

Fortunately, Fan Qing was quick enough. Before she could even move, her hands had already grabbed the tea tray on the table.

"What a sin, what a sin, I shouldn't have violated the precept of anger, Amitabha."

Fan Qing put down the tea tray, stepped down gracefully, bent down, and helped Shuang Jiu up with one hand.

"You should practice meditation in the mountains. Fuhu Temple will not let you leave without permission. I was the daughter of the Wu family when I was a laywoman, and I am a member of Fuhu Temple after I became a nun. Naturally, I cannot disobey you."

Shuangjiu wiped her tears and said, "Aunt..."

Fan Qing said calmly: "My worldly ties have not yet been resolved, so I must return to the mortal world."

The sound was clear and eerie, with a hint of golden weapons.

……

Tongchuan Prefecture was the seat of the Jiannan Dongchuan Jiedushi during the Tang Dynasty. It was a transportation hub and a prosperous capital in Shuzhong, and was known as the "important town in northern Sichuan and the famous capital of Jiannan".

There is Santai Mountain in the west of the city. It is not very high, but a relatively low mountainous area.

At this moment, Yang Yuan, with his favorite concubine Liu and many sons, each riding in a sedan chair, was heading into the mountains.

During these days, she and her two daughters were the only women in the Yang family who served Yang Yuan.

Of course, the three Japanese girls would occasionally come to hunt for food, but they were also very busy.

Therefore, the only ones who had endured the long-term storm were Liu Yanran and Fujiwara Tako.

Today, they are full of plump, mature and charming temperament, and their every frown, smile, and gesture reveal their full femininity.

Judging from the appearance, the envoy has taken his beautiful family into the mountains to escape the summer heat.

The people of Tongchuan had heard before that the pacification envoy liked the scenery of Santai very much. He built a hermitage in the mountains and marked out an area where no outsiders were allowed to approach.

No one complained about it. It was common for local tyrants to do so, let alone a big shot like the envoy.

As soon as you enter the mountain pass, there are soldiers guarding it.

The soldiers here are the imperial guards brought by Yang Yuan from Lin'an. No one can enter without Yang Yuan's handwriting or being led by Yang Yuan himself.

Going further in, you can occasionally run into patrolling officers and soldiers until you see a pavilion in the distance.

From here forward, the area is guarded by people from the "Tongzhou Society".

Even the soldiers outside cannot enter.

Yang Yuan traveled smoothly all the way. When he arrived at the temple, he got off the sedan chair and walked into the hall with Liu Yanran and Duozi. Servants served them tea and snacks.

Yang Yuan asked, "Where is Master Xiao?"

The servant reported, "Master Xiao is leading his men to develop gunpowder in the valley ahead. Someone has been sent to call him."

Yang Yuan waved his hand and told him to go back.

It was midsummer, but the mountains were cool and there was a breeze blowing through the hall, which made people feel refreshed.

Liu Yanran and Duozi were sitting on his left and right. Liu Yanran had just peeled a grape and before she handed it to Yang Yuan, she heard a loud "boom" in the distance.

Liu Yanran was so frightened that her slender fingers trembled and the grapes fell to the ground.

Yang Yuan stretched out his hand and caught the peeled grape, threw it into his mouth, and quickly left the temple.

There was a cloud of smoke and dust in the distance, and Yang Yuan's face suddenly changed. Judging from the power, it didn't seem like they were testing gunpowder.

Yang Yuan immediately rushed over.

Research and development is very expensive. Yang Yuan’s own industry has not been transferred here yet. Now, the support for such huge research and development expenses depends entirely on the Pengzhou Wu family.

It’s not that other Tongchuan tyrants don’t want to have a good relationship with him, the lord of Tongchuan, but having a good relationship and completely submitting to him are two different things.

Some powerful people have other things to rely on, some powerful people are still waiting and watching, and some powerful people are still making choices...

Angel investors who are willing to provide financial support to a company when it does not have a complete product and business plan, or even just has a preliminary idea, are gambling between high risk and high return potential.

Of course there can't be too many people like this.

The initial investment is a waste of money. If key technical personnel are killed at this time, it will be a complete disaster.

(End of this chapter)