Village Girl Struggle

Jiang Ying thought of this, and puffed up his face again, thanking him, "Thank you, the real man for covering up for the little girl."

But in my heart, I was thinking, I can't escape, and it has nothing to do with Baiyuntang. Why did Real Person Bi Ling send his hand to intercept him?

I knew I would have ran away on the way back to the government.

Seeing Jiang Ying's bitter expression, real person Bi Ling smiled, "Are you to blame me for blocking you? Do you know how difficult it is for a young woman to survive outside? Although your entourage is very capable, but if it meets When there are a lot of people, it's like this night, isn't it helpless?"

Jiang Ying thought to himself, Patriarch, when you are like you, there are more than a dozen masters everywhere?

However, what Bi Ling said is not very wrong. After decades of ease in the Joao Dynasty, local officials have been somewhat corrupt. I heard that in some remote places, thieves are everywhere, the mountains are the king, and it is common to rob passers-by and merchants. It's just that the magistrate below didn't dare to report it.

If the two Jiang Ying were really going to Beiyong, they would have to meet a few cottages on the road. It's hard to say what the result of the fight was.

Jiang Ying lowered his head and responded, "What the real person said is. The little girl is a little reckless."

Real Bi Ling chuckled lightly, "If you really want to get rid of this marriage, there is no way out."

Jiang Ying's eyes brightened, looking expectantly at Real Bi Ling.

"Dare to ask a real person to teach me..."

Just say, this old lady won't summon herself here for no reason.

"You enter my Baiyun Hall and become a monk, and the true person accepts you as a closed disciple, how about?"

Ah? Ordination?

Jiang Ying was stunned.

But seeing that Bi Ling's eyes were full of smiles, and the corners of his lips were slightly bent, he seemed extremely kind and friendly.

"As long as you come in, marriage matters are royal. It's beyond your control."

True person Bi Ling's closed disciple, speaking of that generation, was of the same generation as the current emperor.

Well, I can’t control it, but this king is going to be single for a lifetime...

Jiang Ying sneered for a long time, and asked carefully, "Real man, me, can I only be a monk for a few years?"

When we grow up, will we become vulgar again?

Real Bi Ling sipped Jiang Ying. Pointing at Jiang Ying and grinning, "This little girl has a good calculation, that's all. You don't want to enter my door, and don't force it. You can go back to the courtyard and wait to get married."

Jiang Ying pursed his mouth, knelt down on the ground, blinking pitifully. "Real people~"

"Can I be a disciple of the lay disciple? The little girl is also very willing to be a real person..."

Looking at the little girl in front of her, she looked like a dogleg who couldn't wait to step forward and hug her thigh.

But he said, "Look at you so tired and lazy, you are actually screaming, hurry up and go..."

When Jiang Ying saw her talking. The look was quite brisk, and I wanted to come in a good mood, and I was determined to hug this real person's thick legs. If he could really crack the green cloud-covered marriage, Jiang Ying was unwilling to be forced to leave Da Zhao when his strength was weak.

Jiang Ying still stayed on, "Just keep me here for a few years, right? I want to hear more of the real person's teachings."

Master Bi Ling waved his sleeves and smiled with anger, "It's all right. I will save you until the day of marriage."

Seeing Jiang Yingyou not satisfied, he shouted. "Do you think the emperor will let you marry the eldest son of King Ning Yuan so quickly? Even if it is true, how can it take a year or two. What's the hurry?"

Jiang Ying was taken aback for a moment, hey, these words are quite informative.

When I was about to ask carefully, the real Bi Ling closed his eyes and called the person waiting outside the door to send Jiang Ying away.

Jiang Ying had to leave the hall full of doubts, and Sister Wang, who was waiting outside, was in a hurry.

"Miss, did they embarrass you?"

Jiang Ying shook his head, "No."

Sister Wang was relieved and asked in a low voice, "Then, are we going back to the courtyard?"

"Go back." Jiang Ying responded with a wry smile.

I'm afraid I will live here for a long time in the future.

Back in the courtyard, as expected, everyone in the upper and lower part was asleep, and they didn't even notice the return of these two.

Hey, this is fine, so that you don't have to worry about the ups and downs of your heart.

The whole night passed, and indeed the drugged **** knew nothing about it. Several little girls were still muttering that, somehow, last night, they slept until dawn, and they all missed early to work. Fortunately, the lady is easy-going and doesn't pursue so much.

When it was almost noon, the people from the Guogong Mansion arrived.

People from the Guogong Mansion came, one was to announce the imperial decree to give the marriage, and the other was to take Jiang Ying back to the Guogong Mansion to prepare for the marriage.

The people who came were Yun Song and the second-in-charge in the Guogong Mansion. Originally, Yun Song, the eldest master, didn't have to come, but because of the gift of marriage, Yun Song personally led the motorcade to show its solemnity.

Some of the entourages who followed him had come here to send money and food, but this time their attitude had obviously changed, and they wanted to come because of their marriage.

Yun Song stared at Jiang Ying coldly. This cheap sister heard the news, but her reaction was rather flat.

He was surprised, but he couldn't help thinking.

Look, you are not happy to let you marry Master Xiaohou, now you are going to marry a wandering son who is famous in Beijing, right?

But then I thought about it again, these little girls have a lot of twists and turns, maybe the third sister likes that kind of thing.

When I looked around, I found that although this sister was in the Taoist temple, named Qingxiu, the room was well-dressed, and when I looked at the courtyard, the flowers and trees were also prosperous. Everywhere was neatly cleaned and comfortable, I couldn't help thinking, huh. , Presumably this is the credit of Mother Luo.

His gaze fell on Mother Luo, but she didn't want to see Mother Luo standing against the wall with her hands on the wall, but her complexion was soiled, her forehead was sweating, her legs swayed a little, she was about to fall to the ground. appearance.

Yun Song frowned, "Mrs. Luo, what's wrong?"

Mother Luo is one of Mrs. Yun's confidantes. If she is ill at the moment, she will have to ask her doctor for medicine. If she doesn't, she will have to delay her journey back to Beijing.

Madam Luo raised her eyes, glanced quickly at Jiang Ying, then passed Yunsong, and hurriedly retracted, she lowered her eyelids, and laughed a few times, "It's okay, but I was pleasantly surprised when I heard that I was going back home."

Although it was a surprise, the voice was flustered.

Yunliu on one side heard that people from the Guogong Mansion had come, and there was no reason to come, so he had brought a few servants over, lest he sent something that would lose her share, or there would be any news. Let her know.

Just now Yunsong was talking about the matter, and she couldn't intervene, so she started talking, "Look, Grandma Luo is pleased, why don't you go and pack your things for the third sister to go back home?"

The voice was soft and weak, but with a hint of sourness.

Turning to look at Jiang Ying, with undisguised zeal, "The third sister really has great luck. Although she was born...like that, she was able to get the marriage gift from the imperial decree. It is really gratifying that the future husband-in-law will be the eldest son of the palace. Congratulations."

Seeing that the third sister of the village girl is about to return to the Guogong Mansion to marry, she still stays in this deserted Taoist temple, and is with the widows who have made mistakes. They still don’t know how long they will stay. …

Thinking of this, even though Yunliu's words were congratulations, they all changed their tastes.

Sister, you didn't seduce the golden tortoise when you entered the palace yourself. That's because you didn't have enough means and capital. Would you like to come to me? This king is not rare at all about this marriage, the eldest son of a princely concubine, does it sound good to say?

Jiang Ying complained inwardly, and said coldly on his face, "Second Sister is polite."

But his eyes also noticed Madam Luo's strangeness, and my heart moved, does Madam Luo know anything?

"Second sister, go and clean up now. Second sister, you look bad, so you don't need to help here."

It’s not that Yunsong can’t see Yunliu’s thoughts, although he has some sympathy, but Yunliu is a kind of unmarried husband who can still marry when he lives in Taoist temple and finds a close relationship, so why bother. The three sisters were so envious that they were really a little bit angry.

Jiang Ying was wondering how to open his mouth and push back to the Guogong Mansion, but he heard a burst of laughter at the gate of the courtyard.

A maid hurried in to report, "The real person Guanzhu Xuanzhi has arrived."

Everyone looked at the entrance of the courtyard, and it was indeed the real Xuanzhi, wearing a silk satin green robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and striding forward. Four middle-aged deacons and aunts followed.

Jiang Ying was overjoyed, thinking that he did what he said.

True person Xuan Zhi is about fifty years old. Although he is nearly twenty years younger than Master Bi Ling, he looks a bit older than Master Bi Ling and looks more like a cultivator of Gao De Shao.

Yun Song was busy to meet the real person Xuan Zhi, Xuan Zhi said a few words of congratulations, and then talked about Master Bi Ling's desire to keep Jiang Ying in the temple for more time.

"Yun Shizi, but please rest assured, our Baiyuntang will definitely take care of the third lady."

Since Master Bi Ling has spoken, which family in Beijing, big and small, dare not give face?

Yun Song thought that the third sister had had accidents in two days since she lived in Qingwu Garden. It's really better to live in Baiyuntang. At least no thief who didn't have long eyes dared to go to Baiyuntang to go wild.

It was not that I heard that Young Master Han was imprisoned by Baiyuntang for more than a month because of what happened, or that the emperor sent someone to plead with Master Bi Ling, which was released in advance.

Thinking of his future sister-in-law, Young Master Han, Yun Song was a little bit guilty.

The Guogong Mansion actually wants to marry King Ningyuan, the fact is...

If there is any change in King Ningyuan in the future, it will be difficult to guarantee that Yun Mansion will not be implicated!

But this marriage was bestowed by the emperor. Doesn't the emperor just wait to see Yun Mansion like this?

Isn’t there a rumor that the emperor’s affection for Aunt Yun is unforgettable?

Why does the emperor treat the Yun family like this?

Thinking like this, Yun Song didn't have any thoughts to say anything to Jiang Ying. He only exhorted a few words, and then left with Congren.

There was no need to go back to the official mansion, Jiang Ying just breathed a sigh of relief.

He also thought of a way to send a letter to Wei Haoge, so that he should not worry.

A few days later, Guo Gong’s Mansion sent a few more guards and wives, but the guards could only live in the lower courtyard of Baiyun Hall.

Mother Luo is fidgeting these days, she always looks at Jiang Ying secretly, but she stops talking.