Married Thrice to Salted Fish

Lin Qingyu's figure is hidden in the peach forest, where there are few people, and the dialogue between the two is clearer to his ears.

No wonder Lu Wancheng is willing to come this time, presumably because of Xu Jun's wish. Lu Wancheng has always been able to sit without standing, and lying without sitting. Since his marriage, Lu Wancheng has only gone out twice, once now, and once to the Lin Mansion. What can make him move must be something that even salted fish thinks is important.

He remembered that Lu Wancheng once showed great interest in the theory of ghosts and gods, and he also said that he would like to meet the legendary national teacher who can "know the world and understand ghosts and gods" for a while. Unexpectedly, he really came, let alone that he could meet Xu Junyuan so easily and ask this absurd question.

"Resurrection from the dead, the soul changes body", if there is such a thing in the world, where there are so many idiots and complaints, the doctor does not need to cure the disease to save people, and directly learn the technique of resurrection, and let him come back to life when he dies. Wouldn't it be easier and easier.

Xu Junyuan seemed to be a little surprised, and he didn't know whether he was surprised at Lu Wancheng's question or at his straightforwardness. He pondered slightly and said: "From ancient times to the present, there have been many people who have been pursuing immortality and resurrection from the dead, and there are many emperors who have been handed down in history. Things that the power of the emperor can't do without the power of the world just don't exist. The human body is gone, disappeared and passed away, and no one can recover it. As for the soul-changing body..." Xu Jun would like to smile, "Forgive me for being ignorant--I don't know."

Lu Wancheng raised his eyebrows: "It turns out that the National Teacher also doesn't know about it."

"I don't know, it's because I haven't seen it with my own eyes." Xu Junyuan said, "but I haven't seen it, it doesn't mean that the world doesn't exist."

Lu Wancheng said "Oh", and without the interest in talking, he still said politely: "As expected of Dayu's only national teacher. Listening to the monarch's words is like listening to the words."

This is saying that what Xu Jun is willing to say is irrelevant nonsense.

Xu Junyuan always has a spring-like smile on his face: "If there is a transfiguration of soul, I would really like to see it. However, I am afraid that the person involved will not speak easily. Because..."

Lu Wancheng said, "Because he knows that no one believes what he said, even if he believes it, it will cause a lot of trouble."

Xu Jun is willing to smile and say: "Little Hou Ye is wise."

"Young Master?" Huantong emerged from nowhere, pushing Lu Wancheng's wheelchair in his hand, thinking that Lu Wancheng was tired from walking, and sent him to get a wheelchair in the carriage.

Lu Wancheng and Xu Junyuan both looked over when he said. Lin Qingyu walked out calmly: "Master Xiaohou."

Lu Wancheng put his hand on his forehead and looked at him with a smile, but he said to Xu Junyuan: "Guo Shi, this is an insider."

Lin Qingyu was startled. It was the first time that he heard Lu Wancheng call him like this. He felt... very awkward, and he didn't know how Lu Wancheng said so naturally.

Although he was in the Hou Mansion and was nominally a husband and wife with Lu Wancheng, neither of them took this marriage seriously. Now that Ge Ying's "mother-in-law" is also banned, he will forget this layer from time to time-he is Lu Wancheng's "insider".

Xu Jun was willing to see Lin Qingyu, his eyes even more smiled: "Mrs. Lu."

Lin Qingyu's hands in his sleeves tightened slightly, and he said calmly, "I have seen a national teacher."

"Mrs. Lu has a nice poem and style, and Master Xiaohou is very blessed."

Lu Wancheng also stared at Lin Qingyu, and smiled: "Yes." He admired Lin Qingyu generously, as if he was admiring the most colorful peach blossom.

Lu Wancheng's gaze made Lin Qingyu a little cautious, but he could feel that Lu Wancheng's eyes were different from other Deng's disciples. Lu Wancheng was really just enjoying the scenery.

But Lin Qingyu still swept the past with a scalpel-it looks good?

Lu Wancheng looked away, but the corners of his mouth smiled, as if to say: This is not nonsense.

"Beautiful view, sweetheart, there is still a good wine." Xu Jun was willing to invite a little monk, and said, "Go and fetch the wine I buried under the peach tree the year before last."

Lin Qingyu said: "Little Hou Ye is sick, so he shouldn't drink alcohol."

"It was my negligence." Xu Jun was willing to raise a glass to the two of them, "Then I will use tea instead of wine, and toast the two."

Lu Wancheng was about to pick up the tea cup. Seeing that Lin Qingyu hadn't moved, he put his hand back. There was no wave on his face, but he only felt like a dog in his heart.

He knew that Lin Qingyu was unhappy when he saw the national teacher, and when Lin Qingyu was unhappy when he turned back, he would be unhappy with it. Do evil.

Xu Jun is willing to smile unabatedly on his face: "It seems that Mrs. Lu doesn't want to give me this face anymore."

Lin Qingyu said: "March 11th in the year of Guiwei, Chen Shi."

Xu Junyuan nodded: "If I remember correctly, this should be Mrs. Lu's birth date."

"The national teacher has a good memory." Lin Qingyu said coldly, "I am puzzled by one thing just like Xiaohouye. I want to ask the national teacher for advice."

Xu Jun is willing to smile and say: "I can't talk about it, Mrs. Lu, but please speak frankly."

Lin Qingyu gently opened her lips: "Why me."

Xu Junyuan seemed to have guessed Lin Qingyu's question, and pointed up: "God will do this."

"God? Huh." Lin Qingyu couldn't hide his ridicule in his words, "When I was young, I traveled around with my mentor. There are often superstitious people. When I get sick, I don't ask the doctor to take medicine. Instead, I find some "magic women" to pretend to be a ghost at home. If the disease is cured, everything will be fine; if the disease is not cured, it is'the will of heaven', the fate of the patient is fixed, and the mortal is unable to return to heaven. Is this the'will of heaven' that the national teacher said."

"Is it God's will? The two of you should know better than I am." Xu Jun is willing to say calmly, "After Chongxi, has Xiaohouye's body improved?"

Lin Qingyu disagrees: "It's just a coincidence."

Xu Jun was willing to smile helplessly: "Ms. Lu is like that, I have nothing to say."

Lu Wancheng thought for a while, and said, "If this is the case, can the national teacher tell us the process of your calculation. Or should the secrets of the secrets not be revealed?"

Xu Jun is willing to look playfully: "The secret of heaven cannot be leaked, but it does not matter if it is leaked occasionally. On that day, Lord Hou was critically ill, Mrs. Hou Yehou asked the Queen to ask for help. I made a sigh, and I thought that Lord Hou's life should not be extinct. , If you are noble, there may be a ray of life, nothing more."

Lu Wancheng smiled: "But now I have a nobleman, and I still have a short life. It can be seen that Chongxi is useless. Next time, the national teacher should not mess with the mandarin ducks, so as not to miss the future."

Lin Qingyu glanced sideways at the person beside him when he heard the words. Lu Wancheng said everything he wanted to say.

Xu Junyuan sighed slightly: "Xiao Hou Ye can look down on life and death, Xu is ashamed. It's a pity that your fate..." Xu Junyuan said, don't look at Lu Wancheng with deep meaning, "Or, Xiao Hou Ye except for'Lu Wancheng' 'Three characters, are there any other names? I can use your aliases and give you another idea."

Lu Wancheng looked directly at Xu Junyuan calmly, his eyes hidden under his long eyelashes. After a while, he said: "No."

Lin Qingyu has heard a little about Lu Wancheng's name, and it was taken by his biological mother who died prematurely in childbirth. After the birth mother left, Lu Wancheng was raised by the nursing mother, and later raised by the Liang family himself. Whether it's a nurse or a stepmother, there is always a layer separated, and Lu Wancheng has never been given a nickname. If so, why does Lu Wancheng hesitate before answering this question?

Lin Qingyu remembered the line of notes in "Lin'an Travel Notes", and also remembered some of Lu Wancheng's "nonsense"... When he first got married, Lu Wancheng didn't even know his age. He never took Lu Wancheng's words to heart, only that he was pretending to be crazy and stupid. Thinking about it now, there is more than a little bit of doubt.

Resurrection from the dead, soul-changing body... Is there such a thing in the world?

How is it possible, there must be some other hidden secrets.

Lu Wancheng, something was hiding from him.

As the three talked, the sky gradually darkened. The little monk reminded them to go down early, otherwise the road will be difficult to walk at night, and it will inevitably be bumpy. Xu Jun is willing to stand up and say: "Two of you go slowly, I won't give it away."

Lin Qingyu nodded coldly. Xu Jun is willing to talk decently and politely. He does not rely on his special status and status to force others, barely not very annoying. In the future, you can find him to seek revenge, you can consider some less toxic drugs.

Before leaving, Lu Wancheng smoothly broke a peach blossom. The carriage stopped at the gate of Changsheng Temple, some distance away from Taolin. The delicate little Houye had no energy to walk anymore. He sat in a wheelchair and was pushed by Huantong, playing with folded branches carelessly in his hands, lethargic. Lin Qingyu walked in the forefront, and the two had their own thoughts, and there was no communication between them for a while.

It was almost dusk at this time, and there were many pilgrims away from the temple. Huantong found that many pilgrims walking in front of them would look back, and said unhappily, "Master Xiaohou, many people are looking back at our young master."

Lu Wancheng absently said "Oh".

Huantong stared straight: "You don't care at all?"

He followed the young master since he was a child, knowing that the young master disliked strangers' too explicit eyes. He also didn't like that passers-by always had to look at the young master more, and he felt uncomfortable.

Lu Wancheng said strangely: "Is there anything to care about? Everyone likes to watch it."

Huantong teased: "The couples who have worshipped are different. Most people want to hide their daughter-in-law to prevent others from seeing it. Xiaohouye would be good, and let people see it generously."

Lu Wancheng smiled: "Just look at it. Does my daughter-in-law give me a face. Anyway, no matter how others look at it, people won't belong to them, so I can only watch it once." Lu Wancheng "tsk tut" sympathizes. Shaking his head, "It's miserable."

Huantong whispered: "It's as if the person is yours."

"Uh..." The smile on Lu Wancheng's face gradually disappeared, and soon he was relieved, "At least I can see him every day. Although, I haven't been able to see him for long."

Huantong was a little sad. He wanted to go back to the Lin Mansion with the young master earlier, but after getting along with him during this period, he liked the young master very much. If Xiaohouye died, he might still shed a few tears.

Huantong casually comforted: "It's not yet May, it's still early in winter, Xiaohouye can still watch for more than half a year."

"Winter..." Lu Wancheng looked at Lin Qingyu's back, his eyes narrowed, "Then I want to see your young master wearing a big red snow cape, standing in the falling snow with an umbrella, his cheeks stained red and long. Hair is like ink, it must be seductive."

Lin Qingyu stopped abruptly, turned around slowly, and looked to Lu Wancheng.

Huantong exclaimed in a low voice: "Oops, I was heard by the young master!"

The eyes of the two crossed, and Lin Qingyu looked at him quietly. Lu Wancheng suddenly had an illusion that what Lin Qingyu saw was not his face, but... him.

Lin Qingyu's voice was slightly cold: "Are you serious, don't you have another name?"

Lu Wancheng's heart tensed, and he ridiculed as usual: "It's funny what you asked. If I have, how come I don't know."

Lin Qingyu didn't ask much, and said calmly: "I hope you can survive the first snow."