Chapter 30 Which is right and which is wrong

As soon as Master Daoming heard the voiceless sound, he said that he had been knocked to the ground. He suddenly changed his color and hurriedly looked at the back of the voiceless voice. He saw that there was only an inch-long scar left, which was reflected on the bright scalp, which was particularly eye-catching. Seeing Qingyin standing in front of him alive, it was obviously okay. But the first blow on the back of the head could be big or small, and my heart was still a little trembling. I shook my hand and looked at it for a long time, but finally I didn't touch it.

His fatherly and loving appearance fell into Qingyin's eyes, and he knew more and more that Daoming should know about this body, and even, what other secret was hidden in his heart by Daoming and had not been said until now.

Qingyin touched his head with one hand and pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Master, shouldn't I come to Yecheng?" Otherwise, you will be beaten as soon as you get here.

Dao Ming sat back in the chair, his eyes flashed, and he said vaguely, "Qingyin, you should be more careful in the future. Don't be left alone."

Qingyin curled his lips, looked at Dao Ming and moved away as soon as he touched his eyes, and muttered, "You didn't say it for a long time. Now it's all right. I have become a famous monk in Daqi, and I know all about Ye City! No matter how careful you are, you can't be afraid.

When Master Daoming heard this, his face was even more at a loss. He had no idea. He just hated that he shouldn't have let her out at the beginning. I never thought I would get such attention. I couldn't help saying, "Why don't you go back to Shoucheng with me?"

When the Taoist Zen Master came, the Dharma Conference was coming to an end. He was shocked and frightened when he saw Qingyin being worshipped on the stage from a distance. I didn't know that Qingyin was a poisonous trick set by the adult to force her to take power.

Seeing that Dao Ming suddenly said that he wanted to go back to Shoucheng, he knew that he would not tell the truth to himself. Without turning around the bush, he came straight to the point, "Now that I'm famous at the Dharma Conference, and I'm afraid I can't avoid the limelight even if I go back to Shoucheng. And I made some money in partnership with others. If you had told me the truth, I would have planned it earlier.

Dao Ming's eyes widened when he heard the voiceless sound. Seeing that Qingyin's eyes were as bright as washing as water, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Qingyin smiled, with a cheerful look in his eyes, "It's true." As he spoke, he nodded solemnly.

At this time, Fa Yun brought in a food box containing food, and Dao Ming couldn't ask again.

After eating, Fa Yun took away the food box. Dao Ming quickly asked Qingyin again, "Are you still doing business with people?" Full of incredible surprise.

Qingyin did not hide it from him, and told Dao Ming how the Dharma Conference cooperated with Gongsun Yi one by one. After hearing this, Dao Ming was so shocked that he sat in the chair. He muttered, "A Dharma conference makes a lot of money! Really, really... Oh, by the way, did you just say that even the king and the empress concubines participated in the Dharma conference?

"Yes. The powerful royal family has also come a lot.

Dao Ming became more and more nervous and asked, "The empress dowager's concubines are also coming?" Afraid of clear questions, he quickly chased, "And those princesses and princes..." He wanted to cover it more and more.

Qingyin shook his head and pretended not to know, but his heart secretly kept it. It seems that the empress dowager is related to her own background. However, she clearly remembered that there were only the king, queen concubines and others at the Dharma Conference, and there were no characters like the Empress Dowager. If the last time you were beaten was related to the empress dowager and others - Qingyin moaned secretly, the empress dowager of a country, this beam is very big!

Dao Ming stood up and walked around the room a few times, and finally made up his mind, "It's okay not to go back to Shoucheng. Be careful when you go out. I'll go out tomorrow. Let's have a plan when we come back.

On the second day, a round of red sun spewed out. Although it is late autumn, the sky and the earth are shining, and the four fields are clear.

The whole hall of Anguo Temple is shrouded in brilliance. Qingyin went down the mountain early in the morning because he had an appointment with Gongsun Yi. When he arrived, the sun shone on the signboard of Ruyi Restaurant. The voice was dizzy by the golden light. Looking up, I don't know when the banner of Ruyi Restaurant was replaced by a golden plaque. Ruyi Restaurant is written in a few black and gold characters, which is eye-catching.

When Qingyin Station was walking on the road, people who passed by came from time to time, "Sor Monk, Monk"

"Isn't this the monk of yesterday?"

"Ask the monk for advice..." Some people still expect the monk to answer their questions.

When Gongsun Yi realized that he didn't bring the clerk, the voiceless voice had been surrounded by three layers inside and three floors.

Gongsun Yi squeezed in from the crowd, and his bright white cotton robe was wrinkled. He squeezed to Qingyin's side, dragged her with one hand, and faced the onlookers, "Fathers, today's Qingyin monk was entrusted by the shop to come to discuss something. If you have something to do, you can go to the temple to ask the monk in the future.

Gongsun Yi said this and saluted everyone. The people were fine, let alone offend the monks, so they dispersed.

Qingyin was protected by Gongsun Yi. Seeing him say a few words, everyone dispersed, and he couldn't help but feel relieved. He just looked at Gongsun's generous back and remembered his anxious grip, and only felt that the place where he was held seemed to be burned by fire.

Gongsun's opinion dispersed, and then he turned his body again. His eyes immediately turned away on Qingyin's face, and he gave up his position and said, "The stewary of Qianzhuang is already waiting inside. Please come in." He took the lead and went in.

Xiaobai, dressed in a colorful autumn shirt, smiled and welcomed the clear sound in at the door. She is now the stewel of the restaurant, and her clothes are different from helping in the temple yesterday. She looks a little noble with the two welcome guests next to her.

There are not many guests in the lobby downstairs because it is not yet open. Qingyin glanced casually, but he was seeing a pair of slightly blue and bright eyes sweeping over, which were a little familiar. Qingyin couldn't help but be stunned. Looking carefully, he saw several strong men surrounded in the middle, not the Turkic prince.

It's just that they have changed their regular clothes today. The Turkic prince was dressed in brown narrow-sleeved shorts, several big men were dressed in gray shorts, and the belt with rhinoceros horns hanging down to his thighs.

Seeing Qingyin's eyes turned around, the Turkic prince smiled and shook the wine cup on his lips. Several big men turned their eyes and looked strange.

Gongsun Yi stood at the top of the stairs and waited for the voiceless sound. Seeing Qingyin looking at the only table of guests, he also turned around and recognized the Turkic messenger sitting in the position of the envoy at the Dharma Conference, and couldn't help frowning. But the visitor was a guest. As a shopkeeper, he smiled even more on his face. He only nodded slightly to the guest in the middle, and then looked at Qingyin again.

Qingyin was annoyed that the Turkic prince was rude yesterday. He looked at his smile as if he had never seen it, and accelerated his footsteps and flashed upstairs.

Entering the Tianzihao room, the steward of Qianzhuang was sitting at the table drinking tea. Seeing Qingyin coming in, he quickly stood up. Qingyin saluted slightly and sat down at the side of the table with Gongsun Yi.

Xiaobai brought a cup of tea in the back. Put it in front of the voiceless sound.

Qingyin looked at the stewor of Qianzhuang and Gongsun Yi. Obviously, she had just talked for a while. There was a cup of tea in front of her. She didn't ask much, so she put the tea in front of her.

When Xiaobai saw it, a smile appeared on his lips, and his eyes were full of happiness. She heard that Qingyin was coming to the restaurant yesterday. After going down the mountain, she went to buy good tea. Today, she used the newly picked well water and specially made it for Qingyin. It is different from the ordinary tea water in the restaurant drunk by Gongsun Yi and Qianzhuang stewer.

Qingyin didn't know Xiaobai's thoughts. He held the teacup in his hand and looked at the stew manager of Qianzhuang. "I don't know if the stewman can check with the shopkeeper Gongsun clearly. How much is the principal and profit?"

The stewor of Qianzhuang nodded, bent down and handed a piece of paper in his hand. "This is the account this time. The principal and profits of Anguo Temple and the head of Gongsun and the principal and interests of each restaurant total 1,732,7,95,4 yuan, each of which is listed in detail above. Please have a look."

He is almost 20 years older than Qingyin. At this moment, he is extremely respectful to Qingyin, and his eyes looking at Qingyin are also full of surprise.

Yesterday, in the warehouse, he only said that Qingyin was famous for the Dharma Conference, so he was ordered to come to the silver. Because the prison had the general of the King of Lanling, he did not say much to him. Today, after talking with Gongsun Yi, I didn't know that the little monk actually did such a big deal with Gongsun Yi. Overnight, an unknown young monk became a big customer of his Baoqing Qianzhuang.

Qingyin lowered his head and looked at the accounts carefully. It's clear what's written on it. He put it away and said to Gongsun, "Write a new one later. Indicate the principal and dividends of those shopkeepers one by one and give them to see for themselves. I'll copy the part of the temple by myself."

Gongsun commented that she looked serious and looked like a businessman. He remembered that when he stood under the high platform when he saw Qingyin for the first time, he looked up and flirted with Princess Rouran with a fascinated face, and asked others what kind of scoundrel he wanted to look like. He couldn't help laughing.

Qingyin put the paper into his arms and looked at Gongsun Yi. Seeing that the other party was staring at him, he didn't know where he thought of, and smiled evilly. He didn't pay attention to him. He knocked on the table and asked the stew manager of the Qianzhuang, "You help me deposit my share in the Qianzhuang. Is it that I can use it and take it at any time?

The stew manager of Qianzhuang nodded, "The trumpet has a subcolon everywhere in Daqi. As long as you bring a token, you can pick it up at any time." As he spoke, he took out a small seal engraved with jasper in his arms and handed over a document. "You signed the treasure seal on it, which is the same 500,000 taels of voucher as the Gongsun shopkeeper. In the future, with this seal or you come to pick it up in person, and a lot of money will be delivered to you.

He nodded in a clear voice and took the seal. He saw that the carving was fine. There was a small row of "Daqi Baoqing Silver Book" at the bottom, and the second row was a smaller "three-one" traditional Chinese numbers, and the seal had been stamped on the document. She took it in her hand, looked carefully to check that the seal was correct, took the brush on the table and waved it, and signed the word "Lin Qingyin".

Gongsun Yi sat next to him and was stunned when he saw these three words. Then he thought, maybe this was the common surname of the little monk. He took advantage of the opportunity in the temple to make so much money. He must have used this name to hide his eyes and ears. I didn't expect that Qingyin used his own real name.

The steward has been in Qianzhuang for many years. He met a person who hid his private house and moved his master's money. Seeing that the little monk signed such a strange name, he didn't even ask a word. He carefully collected the voucher signed by Qingyin, and then said goodbye to them.

Qingyin and Gongsun Yi sent the stewer out. Thinking that they wanted to pay Xiaobai's share of the money, they went back to the room and talked to Gongsun Yi.

Who knew that Gongsun Yi shook his head, "Little White girl is very capable in the store. The pay of the stewender in the restaurant is about three taels. It's not much." Wanyan declined the kindness of Qingyin.

Xiaobai happened to go upstairs. When he heard the clear sound outside the door, he was going to pay for himself. He couldn't help but be surprised and happy. Hearing that Gongsun Yi politely refused, he was full of disappointment. I also thought that Qingyin actually cared so much about herself, and even had to pay for herself. Obviously, she was different from others. For a while, she was stunned at the door.

In the door, Qingyin saw that there was nothing else to do, so he wanted to say goodbye. At this time, he heard a noise downstairs. In particular, the voice of the Turkic prince, low and majestic, rushed straight to the ears of the three people inside and outside the door through the floor.