Su Xingrong stood outside the courtyard where Yan Ji usually lived.
He was stunned for a while before turning around and walking in the other direction.
He did not take away the boy kneeling on the ground, as if that person was not his.
As he said just now, he left this person to Yan Jichang.
As for whether this person is dead or alive, it is not within the scope of his consideration.
In Su Xingrong's eyes, the servants around him were just like ants.
After Su Xingrong left, Jixiang walked out of the yard holding the sandalwood box.
Ji Xiang glanced at Su Xingrong's disappearing figure before sighing secretly.
Su Xingrong was indeed as rumored, not an easy person to deal with, and his words were a bit extreme.
Jixiang turned around and told Ruyi to be careful, and told Ruyi that he would set off back to Beijing early tomorrow morning.
Just now, Su Xingrong left the house, and Yan Jichang asked him to prepare the carriage and explain his return to Beijing.
From Yan Jichang's tone, it seemed that he felt that Lingyin Temple was not very safe now and wanted to go back as soon as possible.
This year, I stayed two days less than in previous years.
However, the Ministry of Industry is very busy with official duties this year.
It makes sense that Yan Jichang has been staying up late these days reviewing official documents and now wants to return to Beijing as soon as possible.
Ji Xiang did not disturb Yan Jichang again, but after receiving the instructions, he retreated from the room.
Ruyi, who was standing next to Jixiang, nodded after hearing this and asked again, "Do you want to tell the people around the eldest lady and the fourth lady?"
"Well, of course I want it."
Ji Xiang thought for a while and hugged the box in his arms tighter.
"Let them prepare themselves."
Ruyi frowned and said no more.
Jixiang turned around and went to find the abbot of Lingyin Temple with the box in his arms, and handed the abbot the thousand taels of silver that Yan Jichang had just given him.
After seeing the couplet, the abbot sighed in surprise, "My uncle's calligraphy is getting better and better."
Ji Xiang did not refute the abbot's words, but just nodded with a smile, told the abbot that he would say goodbye tomorrow, and then walked out of the hall.
Jixiang was a taciturn person in private, so the abbot didn't think much about it.
Instead, he looked at the couplet in his hand and sighed softly.
It is auspicious to leave the main hall door.
You can still vaguely smell the scent of sandalwood in the hall.
The abbot didn't even know the words uncle and eldest lady.
In fact, Ji Xiang knew that all the abbot wanted was the money.
Jixiang shook his head helplessly.
Lift your steps and walk.
No more stops.
Ji Xiang just left.
Su Xingrong, who was at the back of the hall, walked out.
After the abbot saw Su Xingrong, he was so frightened that his legs and feet became weak.
The young man in front of me is too evil.
The first time he met Su Xingrong.
Then I knew that Su Xingrong was definitely not an ordinary pilgrim.
The carriage he was riding in was very gorgeous, without any pretense.
On the lantern hanging on the carriage, there is a big Chinese character "Su" written on it.
There is no other Su family in the capital that can ride such a carriage except the Su family of the Concubine Xian.
Moreover, the young man with the jade tree facing the wind always had a faint smile on his lips.
For some reason, the abbot thought of the word shudder.
Su Xingrong's first words when he saw him were very direct.
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He asked, "Which wing does Master Yan live in?"
If others ask this question, the abbot will naturally choose not to answer.
After all, Lingyin Temple can persist until now thanks to the private support of Yan Jichang and the Yu family.
He did choose to remain silent at that time, and in the end he wanted to change the subject.
But Su Xingrong was not so easy to be fooled.
After Su Xingrong listened quietly to him going around in a big circle, he smiled and said after a while, " If I tell the Queen Mother that I was ignored in Lingyin Temple, what do you think the Queen Mother will do?"
After listening to Su Xingrong's words, the abbot felt as if someone had poured a basin of ice water on him, from head to toe, and his whole body was cold.
The only person in the Su family who was trusted by the Queen Mother and was cruel was Su Xingrong.
Moreover, Su Xingrong has always held grudges.
Even if he can't conquer Lingyin Temple right now, who can say for sure in the future?
The abbot held the sandalwood beads tightly in his hand and finally had to compromise.
He didn't dare to gamble with the lives of everyone in Lingyin Temple, and he didn't have that idea.
Finally, he told Su Xingrong the courtyard where Yan Ji usually lived, and arranged Su Xingrong's wing room next to the small courtyard where Yan Ji usually lived.
After finishing all this, the abbot was very uneasy.
Therefore, when Yan Jichang came, the abbot told Yan Jichang about this matter privately, so that Yan Jichang could be mentally prepared.
Yan Jichang is a gentle man.
Although he always looks indifferent on weekdays, he is not aggressive like Su Xingrong.
After hearing his explanation, Yan Jichang didn't blame him, and sent someone a couplet and a thousand taels of silver as usual.
After a few days, the young master of the Yu family came to Lingyin Temple.
When he saw this couplet, he would give them some money.
Then, in Lingyin Temple next year, all the people in Lingyin Temple will have no worries about food and clothing.
Su Xingrong, who was standing next to the abbot at this time, obviously didn't notice the abbot's expression.
He raised his hand and took the couplet in the abbot's hand.
The characters on the rice paper are natural, very powerful, and look very impressive.
Such words are indeed beautiful.
Su Xingrong stretched out his hand and gently touched the words on the rice paper, the smile on his lips getting bigger and bigger.
When the abbot watched Su Xingrong's movements, he couldn't help but shudder, and then quickly said, "These are Master Yan's handwriting, they are very beautiful."
"Well, it's very beautiful."
Su Xingrong did not refute, but still looked at the couplet with an unchanging expression.
The abbot didn't know what to say.
Finally, after thinking for a while, he added hesitantly, "I heard that the eldest lady of the Yan family learned her calligraphy from Master Yan.
However, Miss Yan's calligraphy is different from Master Yan's calligraphy.
Miss's handwriting, look at it, has no power."
After listening to the abbot's words, Su Xingrong took another look at the couplet in his hand.
The smile on his lips gradually froze, and his frown deepened.
The gentle Su Xingrong who smiled just now suddenly turned into a person as cold as ice.
Su Xingrong's eyes were still looking at the couplet in his hand, "Yes, her words are powerful and more powerful.
You are right."
The abbot looked at Su Xingrong with some confusion, not knowing why Su Xingrong misinterpreted his meaning.
What he clearly said was that Miss Yan's words were more weak and powerless.
Although the abbot was confused, he did not dare to speak out what was in his heart.
At this moment, a person suddenly walked in outside the house.
He walked up to Su Xingrong, knelt on one knee and said softly, "Sir, someone wants to see you.
She said she would wait for you at Bodhi Lake.
Do you want to go?"
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"Wait for me."
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