楊霖怔忡良久，放開葉小天的足踝，緩緩說道：「老夫在位時，大權在握，仿佛那有求必應的觀世音，但凡有人來求我，總能叫他滿意而歸，唯獨不能向上天為自己求來一個兒子。」
「或許是因為缺德事兒做多了吧，晚年以來，老夫修橋補路、捐學助殘，又往廟裡施捨了大筆的香油錢，一個勁兒地積陰德，可還是換不來一個兒子，不得已，只好從族人裡過繼了一個。」
楊霖惆悵地嘆了口氣，道：「可他畢竟不是老夫的親骨肉啊。老夫這一輩子就只生了一個女兒，她的母親是老夫的妾室，素來不受夫人待見，老夫擔心死後夫人肆無忌憚，會難為她們母女。」
Yang Lin was very worried for a long time. He let go of Ye Xiaotian's feet and ankles and said slowly, "when I was in power, I was in power. It was like the Avalokitesvara who would respond to every request. However, if anyone came to me, he would always be satisfied, but he could not ask heaven for a son for himself." < / P > < p > "maybe it's because there are too many immoral things to do. In my old age, I built bridges and roads, donated school to help the disabled, and donated a large amount of sesame oil money to the temple, so as to accumulate the virtue, but I still couldn't get a son, so I had to adopt one from the people." < p > < p > Yang Lin sighed melancholy and said, "but he is not my father after all. I have only one daughter in my life. Her mother is my concubine's room. She has never been treated by his wife. I'm afraid that after her death, the wife will be unscrupulous and will be difficult for them. "