Chapter 16
Lin Qingyu's figure was hidden in the peach forest. There were few people here, and the conversation between the two people was heard clearly in his ears.
No wonder Lu Wancheng was willing to make this trip. He must have come for Xu Junyuan. Lu Wancheng has always been the type who would rather stand than sit, and would rather lie down than sit. Since getting married, Lu Wancheng has only gone out twice, once now, and the other time was to go to the Lin residence. Anything that can get him moving must be something that even a salted fish would find important.
He remembered that Lu Wancheng once showed great interest in the theories of ghosts and gods, and even said that he wanted to meet the imperial teacher who was said to be able to "know the heavens and the earth, and communicate with ghosts and gods." I didn't expect that he would really come, and I didn't expect that he would be able to meet Xu Junyuan so easily and ask this ridiculous question.
"Resurrection from the dead, the soul changing into another body". If such a thing really existed in the world, why would there be so much stupidity and resentment? Doctors wouldn't need to treat illnesses and save lives. They could just learn the art of resurrection, wait for someone to die, and then bring him back to life. Wouldn't that be much simpler and easier?
Xu Junyuan seemed a little surprised, and it was unclear whether he was surprised by Lu Wancheng's question or by his straightforwardness. He thought for a moment and said, "Throughout the ages, there have been many people who have pursued immortality and resurrection from the dead, including many emperors who have made their mark in history. If the emperor cannot achieve something even with all his might, then it probably doesn't exist. Once a person's body is gone, it is gone forever, and no one can save it. As for the soul changing its body..." Xu Junyuan smiled, "Forgive my ignorance - I don't know."
Lu Wancheng raised his eyebrows: "It turns out that there are things that the Imperial Master doesn't know."
"I don't know because I haven't seen it with my own eyes." Xu Junyuan said, "But just because I haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist in the world."
Lu Wancheng said "Oh" and lost interest in conversation, but still said politely: "You are worthy of being Dayu's only national teacher. Listening to your words is like listening to a speech."
This means that what Xu Junyuan said was all irrelevant nonsense.
Xu Junyuan always had a warm smile on his face: "If there really is a soul-body swap, I would really like to see it. However, I'm afraid the person involved won't speak up easily. Because..."
Lu Wancheng said: "Because he knows that no one will believe him even if he tells him, and even if they do, it will cause a lot of trouble."
Xu Junyuan smiled and said, "Young Marquis is wise."
"Young Master?" Huan Tong appeared out of nowhere, pushing Lu Wancheng's wheelchair. Thinking that Lu Wancheng was tired, she sent him to get the wheelchair from the carriage.
When he spoke, Lu Wancheng and Xu Junyuan both looked over. Lin Qingyu walked out calmly: "Young Marquis."
Lu Wancheng propped his forehead with his hand and looked at him with a smile, but he was talking to Xu Junyuan: "Master, this is my wife."
Lin Qingyu was stunned. It was the first time he heard Lu Wancheng call him like this, and he felt... very awkward. He didn't know how Lu Wancheng could say it so naturally.
Although he was in the Marquis' Mansion and nominally married to Lu Wancheng, neither of them took this marriage seriously. Now that his "mother-in-law" who annoys him has also been confined to her house, he sometimes forgets this - he is Lu Wancheng's "wife".
When Xu Junyuan saw Lin Qingyu, the smile in his eyes became even brighter: "Mrs. Lu."
Lin Qingyu's hands tightened slightly in his sleeves, and he said calmly, "Greetings, Imperial Master."
"Mrs. Lu has beautiful words and a graceful demeanor. The young marquis is so lucky."
Lu Wancheng also stared at Lin Qingyu and said with a smile, "Isn't it?" He admired Lin Qingyu openly, as if he was admiring the most beautiful peach blossom.
Lu Wancheng's gaze made Lin Qingyu feel a little restrained, but he could feel that Lu Wancheng looked at him differently from the other lechers, and Lu Wancheng was really just enjoying the scenery.
But Lin Qingyu still glanced over - very beautiful?
Lu Wancheng looked away, but a smile appeared on his face, as if to say: This is not nonsense.
"Beautiful scenery, a beautiful couple, but we still need some good wine." Xu Junyuan called a monk and said, "Go and get the wine I buried under the peach tree two years ago."
Lin Qingyu said: "The young marquis is ill and should not drink."
"I was negligent." Xu Junyuan raised his glass to the two of them and said, "Then I will use tea instead of wine, and toast to you two."
Lu Wancheng was about to pick up the teacup, but when he saw Lin Qingyu didn't move, he took his hand back. His face was calm, but he felt screwed in his heart.
He knew that Lin Qingyu would be unhappy when he met the National Master, and if Lin Qingyu was unhappy, he would be unhappy too. What a sin.
Xu Junyuan's smile remained unchanged: "It seems that Madam Lu doesn't want to give me this face."
Lin Qingyu said: "March 11, Guiwei year, chen time."
Xu Junyuan nodded: "If I remember correctly, this should be Mrs. Lu's birth date."
"The Imperial Master has a good memory." Lin Qingyu said coldly, "I am confused about something just like the young marquis, and I would like to ask the Imperial Master for advice."
Xu Junyuan smiled and said, "It's not like I can give you any advice, Madam Lu, just speak frankly."
Lin Qingyu opened her lips softly: "Why me?"
Xu Junyuan seemed to have guessed that Lin Qingyu would ask this question, and pointed upwards: "It is God's will."
"God's will? Ha." Lin Qingyu could hardly hide his sarcasm in his words. "When I was young, I traveled around with my mentor. There were often superstitious people who, when they were sick, would not go to the doctor to see a doctor or take medicine, but would instead find some 'witch wives' to come to their homes to play tricks. If the illness could be cured, then everything would be fine; if the illness could not be cured, then it was 'God's will', the patient's fate was already determined, and mortals were powerless to change it. Is this what the national master meant by 'God's will'?"
"Whether it is God's will or not, you two should know better than me." Xu Junyuan said calmly, "Has the young marquis' health improved after the wedding?"
Lin Qingyu disagreed: "It's just a coincidence."
Xu Junyuan smiled helplessly: "Mrs. Lu is like this, I have nothing to say."
Lu Wancheng thought for a moment and said, "In that case, can you tell us the process of your calculation, Imperial Master? Or is it that the secret of heaven cannot be revealed?"
Xu Junyuan looked amused. "Of course, the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed, but it doesn't hurt to reveal them occasionally. That day, the young marquis was critically ill, and the marquis and his wife asked the queen to seek help from me. I cast a fortune and calculated that the young marquis's life was not over. If he met a noble person, he might have a chance of survival. That's all."
Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "But even though I have found a noble lover, I still won't live long. This shows that getting married is useless. Next time, the Imperial Master should not randomly match people up, so as not to ruin their future."
Hearing this, Lin Qingyu glanced sideways at the person beside him. Lu Wancheng said everything he wanted to say.
Xu Junyuan sighed softly, "Young Marquis can take life and death lightly, I am ashamed of myself. It's a pity that your fate..." Xu Junyuan paused and looked at Lu Wancheng meaningfully, "Or, does Young Marquis have any other name besides 'Lu Wancheng'? I can use your alias and tell you another fortune."
Lu Wancheng looked directly at Xu Junyuan calmly, his eyes hidden under his long eyelashes. After a moment, he said, "No."
Lin Qingyu had heard a little about Lu Wancheng's name, which was given to him by his biological mother who died young due to complications during childbirth. After his biological mother passed away, Lu Wancheng was raised by a wet nurse and later by Liang herself. Whether it was a wet nurse or a stepmother, there was always a layer of distance between them, and neither of them had ever given Lu Wancheng any nickname. If so, why did Lu Wancheng hesitate before answering this question?
Lin Qingyu thought of the note in "Lin'an Travel Notes" and some of Lu Wancheng's "nonsense"... At the beginning of their marriage, Lu Wancheng was not even clear about his own age. He never took Lu Wancheng's words to heart, thinking that he was just playing crazy. Now that I think about it, there are more than a few things that are worthy of suspicion.
Coming back from the dead, souls changing bodies...are there really such things in the world?
How is that possible? There must be some other hidden story.
Lu Wancheng, there is something being hidden from him.
As the three of them talked, the sky gradually darkened. The monk reminded them to go down the mountain early, otherwise the road would be difficult to walk on at night and would inevitably be bumpy. Xu Junyuan stood up and said, "Have a good time, both of you. I won't see you off."
Lin Qingyu nodded coldly. Xu Junyuan was well-spoken and gentle, and he did not use his special status to bully others, so he was not particularly annoying. If you want to seek revenge on him in the future, you can consider giving him some less toxic drugs.
Before leaving, Lu Wancheng picked a peach blossom. The carriage stopped at the gate of Changsheng Temple, some distance away from the peach forest. The delicate young marquis no longer had the strength to walk, so he sat in a wheelchair pushed by Huantong. He was absent-mindedly playing with the broken branches in his hands, and looked drowsy. Lin Qingyu walked in front. The two of them had their own thoughts and did not communicate for a while.
It was almost dusk and many pilgrims were leaving the temple. Huan Tong noticed that many of the pilgrims walking in front of them would look back, and said unhappily, "Young Marquis, many people are looking back at our young master."
Lu Wancheng said "Oh" absentmindedly.
Huan Tong's eyes widened: "You don't care at all?"
He had followed the young master since he was young, and he knew very well that the young master disliked overly explicit gazes from strangers. He also didn't like passers-by always looking at the young master a few more times, which made him feel uncomfortable.
Lu Wancheng was surprised and said, "What's there to worry about? Everyone likes to look at beautiful women."
Huan Tong teased, "This sworn brotherhood couple is different. Most people would like to hide their wives from others, but the young marquis is so generous that he lets people see them openly."
Lu Wancheng smiled: "Just look at it, it's an honor for me if my wife is pretty. Anyway, no matter how others look at her, she won't be theirs, and they can only see her this once." Lu Wancheng shook his head sympathetically, "How pitiful."
Huan Tong muttered quietly, "You speak as if the person is yours."
"Uh..." The smile on Lu Wancheng's face gradually disappeared, and he soon felt relieved, "At least I can see him every day. Although, I can't see him for much longer."
Huantong felt a little sad. It was true that he wanted to follow the young master back to the Lin Mansion as soon as possible, but after spending some time together, he liked the young marquis very much. If the young marquis died, he might even shed a few tears.
Huan Tong comforted him randomly, "It's not even May yet, it's still early for winter, the young marquis can still watch for half a year."
"Winter..." Lu Wancheng looked at Lin Qingyu's back and narrowed his eyes. "Then I want to see your young master wearing a bright red snow cape, holding an umbrella and standing in the falling snow, with red cheeks and long hair like ink. It must be pleasing to the eyes."
Lin Qingyu suddenly stopped, turned slowly and looked at Lu Wancheng.
Huan Tong exclaimed in a low voice: "Oh no, the young master heard it!"
The two looked at each other, and Lin Qingyu looked at him calmly. Lu Wancheng suddenly had an illusion that Lin Qingyu was not looking at his face, but... him as a person.
Lin Qingyu's voice was slightly cold: "Are you serious? You don't have any other names?"
Lu Wancheng's heart tightened, and he teased as usual: "You ask a funny question. If I had it, how come I don't know it myself."
Lin Qingyu didn't ask any more questions and said calmly: "I hope you can survive until the first snow."
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