Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart seemed to be stabbed by something sharp, and it hurt a little, "If you can be a good high priest, you will benefit the people, and it can be regarded as... making up for the past mistakes of our farmer."
Reduce the sins that father and brother have committed.
Seeing this, Qin Wuyan comforted him and said, "Xiao Yu, don't blame yourself too much, even if it wasn't your father and brother who controlled Yuecheng, it might not be better than it is now if it were replaced by someone else."
Power can corrupt people's hearts. Those young men who used to have lofty ambitions, after sitting in high positions, are more likely to be reckless.
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded and changed the subject: "How is Qingyun?"
Qin Wuyan's eyes flickered slightly: "It's much better, there's nothing serious."
"What is it that needs to be dealt with at Zhuangzi at night, why can't you come to the priest's mansion to deal with it?" Zhuang Xiaoyu couldn't help asking.
Qin Wuyan pondered for a moment, and replied: "This priest's mansion is, after all, the territory of the high priest, and I'm just a substitute priest."
Zhuang Xiaoyu knew how to keep silent.
She didn't understand this, so she was naturally embarrassed to ask again.
The two finished their lunch in silence, and Qin Wuyan accompanied her for a while in the courtyard, taking a walk to digest food, and then a guard came to report that it was an urgent business to deal with.
Qin Wuyan could only bid farewell to Zhuang Xiaoyu helplessly, and left in a hurry.
Zhuang Xiaoyu watched Qin Wuyan leave, went to see Yu Sui, and then went to the housekeeper, "Have the guards sent out last night returned?"
The housekeeper shook his head: "No."
Zhuang Xiaoyu was a little disappointed, "I want to go to Qingyu Temple and donate some sesame oil money to my father and brother."
Butler: "I'll arrange for someone to prepare the car."
Zhuang Xiaoyu took the nanny out to Qingyu Temple, and the butler arranged for two guards to escort them.
All the way to the top of the mountain, I found that Min Rui was still living in the courtyard where I used to live. However, Min Rui seemed to be in a bad condition. His figure was even thinner than the last time I saw him. His face changed from pale to grayish blue. Deep sinking, as if suffering from a serious illness.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was very surprised, "Brother Min Rui, why did you..." become like this?
When Min Rui saw Zhuang Xiaoyu, a trace of joy appeared on his face, but there was also a trace of sadness, his eyes were full of distress.
Zhuang Xiaoyu took the nanny to live in the courtyard, and asked the little novice to arrange guards to guard the nearby courtyard.
Min Rui coughed in a low voice, as if he wanted to say a lot to her, but he didn't know how to say it. In the end, he just asked, "Xiao Yu, how have you been recently?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment. People like Min Rui pay great attention to etiquette and rarely call her by her first name. In front of outsiders, she always calls her Miss Zhuang, and in front of close people, she will also call her Sister Xiaoyu.
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded indiscriminately: "Very good, how about you?"
"It's fine." Min Rui didn't answer her words: "How does the substitute priest treat you?"
"It's... quite good." Zhuang Xiaoyu sighed, "It's just..."
"Just what?"
"I can't tell what it feels like, but it seems to be different from the past, but I don't know what has changed." Zhuang Xiaoyu lowered his eyes, "Why are you here?"
"This place, when I came here with you for the first time, was when you were not out of the pavilion, and I didn't climb up at that time.
The second time I came with you, halfway through the climb, I was carried up by someone.
This time, I was still carried up by someone, but I didn't expect to meet you here. "Min Rui smiled lowly, his face was full of loneliness and vicissitudes that could not be concealed, like a weather-beaten old man.