I played as an assistant in ancient times

Shen Xiaoye was anxious. She looked at her grandmother and saw that her lips were still moving. "Did you say what the problem was?"

"Worrying makes one depressed." The monk replied.

Shen Xiaoye asked again: "Is the Medicine Monk Master Jiechen?"

The monk said, "Master and his friends were invited by Doctor Ge from Jirentang last night to diagnose the pulse of a critically ill patient."

"Them? Taoist Master Hengxi went there too?" Shen Xiaoye asked casually.

The monk looked at her carefully, and was surprised that she also knew Taoist Master Hengxi, so he nodded and said, "We went together."

After a pause, he continued, "Since there is a donor here to take care of it, I will not disturb you."

Shen Xiaoye thanked him and squatted next to her grandmother again. She remembered that the jade bracelet was given to her grandmother by her mother. It was not a precious kind of jade, but her grandmother liked it very much and had kept it on her body all the time. She only took it out to wear it recently.

She sighed inwardly and waited quietly. The Buddhist temple's Zen sounds echoed in her ears, and she felt an inexplicable sense of peace.

She didn't know how long it had been, but when she felt her feet were numb and wanted to move them, she saw her uncle walking quickly towards her, so she greeted him at the temple gate: "Grandma is still chanting, let's go out and talk."

After listening to her explanation, Shen Changsui thought for a moment and said, "That day, Taoist Priest Hengxi said that the old lady was depressed, and I think the jade bracelet must have made her sad.

This medicine can only calm her down and let her rest, but it cannot stop her from missing and worrying about him.

In fact, it would be better if the old man could come back as soon as possible and tell her the truth. It is better to suffer a short pain than a long one. After venting thoroughly, she may be able to understand her thoughts. "

"Yeah." Sometimes the unknown and uncertainty are the source of fear. Shen Xiaoye said nothing more. When he turned back to the temple, he heard the voice of Taoist Master Hengxi, "You two little friends Shen are here to burn incense too?"

It was no wonder that he had such doubts, because during the few days of contact, he had already discovered that the nephew and uncle had the same attitude towards Buddhism and Taoism, neither of them leaning towards either and keeping their distance from them.

"The Taoist priest is back." Shen Xiaoye stepped forward and bowed faster than his uncle, then saw Master Jie Chen walking quietly behind the Taoist priest and bowed again quickly.

A pilgrim recognized Jie Chen and came over to greet him.

Hengxi gestured for him to walk to the side. He looked at the two friends who saluted one after another and said, "What's the matter? Just speak frankly."

"My grandmother fainted in your west side hall..." Before Shen Xiaoye finished speaking, Taoist Master Hengxi had already moved into the hall. Sudden fainting can be a serious or minor illness, and the elderly are also at risk of stroke.

However, they did not disturb Lin who was chanting the sutra. Instead, they looked at her expression for a while and then walked out and said, "You are too worried, little friend Shen. It's only been a day or two, how come your condition has worsened?

Have you filled the prescription I wrote?"

"not yet."

"That's great. Jie Chen and I will check his pulse and adjust the prescription later."

"Thank you."

Inside the temple, Shen Xiaoye watched her grandmother stop chanting and open her eyes, then smiled casually and said, "Grandma didn't even invite me to burn incense."

"Xiaoye?" Lin wrapped the bracelet and put it away. She wanted to sit up, but was supported by Shen Xiaoye. "Grandma, Taoist Master Hengxi just asked Master Jiechen to look at your pulse together."

"You know." Lin was slightly stiff. Since she returned to her hometown, she had basically never left the village except for visiting her mother's home during the Spring Festival.

This time he left without telling the children and suddenly fainted, which really made them worry.

Shen Xiaoye nodded: "You must have walked up the mountain too fast."

"You!" Still making excuses for me, Lin patted her hands, smiled and walked out of the palace.

Shen Changsui met her outside: "Let's go to the guest house. The Taoist priest is waiting there."

The three of them came to the west wing, and Hengxi waved and led them into a guest house.

After Lin was examined by the two masters, she asked, "Am I seriously ill?"

"It's not serious, I just think too much." Hengxi didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

Jie Chen also said: "Donor, you have been too worried lately and have difficulty falling asleep. It would be good for you to walk more during the day.

Stop taking your original medicine for three days, and then try a different prescription for three days."

"Is the medicine expensive?" Lin couldn't help but ask, as the more the prescription was adjusted for short-term use, the higher the price would be.

Shen Xiaoye and his uncle looked at each other and were about to say something when Taoist Master Hengxi said, "Look, this is just worrying too much. Just take the medicine and see the doctor. Don't worry about Shen Xiaoye and the others."

Lin smiled bitterly. They were in a difficult situation now and their eldest daughter-in-law even pawned her dowry jewelry on the road.

"Grandma, everyone picked up the dyed fabrics today, and we have already received the return payment." Shen Xiaoye immediately reassured her.

Shen Changsui also said: "After the indigo is produced, the collected cloth can be dyed and sold immediately."

"Are you digging woad for dyeing cloth in large quantities?" asked Master Jie Chen.

Shen Xiaoye nodded and advertised: "We charge two cents for dyeing per piece of cloth, and guarantee door-to-door delivery.

If you need it, you can come to us at any time, and we will give you an extra discount for re-dyeing and maintenance."

Jie Chen said: "There is a special cloth shop in the temple that supplies cloth.

However, on June 28th, the temple will hold a water and land assembly, and you can take the cloth to the market to sell it at that time."

"Are there as many people as at the temple fair?" Shen Xiaoye had never participated in a water and land assembly.

Jie Chen said, "It should be about the same. On the Queen Mother's birthday, she will go to Longfu Temple in the capital to chant sutras for the soldiers who died on the battlefield. Temples near the capital will also participate in the event."

"Thank you, Master, for telling me." At present, this matter has not spread outside, and Shen Xiaoye feels that he can hurry up and get some cloth to dye.

She also thought of one more thing: "By then, can the stalls be placed around the big flat ground like during the temple fair?"

“I remember that during the temple fairs in the past, the stalls in Dapingba were rented out.

The carriages and horses will stop at the mule and horse trading market in the south of Datangji." Lin also thought that it would be faster to sell things at a grand event, and she and her daughter-in-law could make some hair ornaments to sell.

Shen Xiaoye looked at Jie Chen with burning eyes, and Hengxi also said: "It's just a trip, it's not worth much."

Jie Chen coughed lightly and said, "I'll go find the abbot to find a seat for you."

He left in a hurry, causing Hengxi to sigh twice, "Great management!"

"Isn't there such a grand event in Taixu Temple?" After Shen Xiaoye asked him, his uncle glanced at him disapprovingly.

"Mom, do you know how much it will cost that day so we can deliver it to you?"

“I’m not sure.” Lin had only heard about it when he was young.

Hengxi said, "No need to give it. The stall that Jiechen took out was left for him as a favor, but he never asked for it before."

"Ah, we don't have anything to give to Master Jie Chen." Shen Xiaoye just wanted to add a golden position, he didn't expect to get it for nothing.

Hengxi twirled his beard and said, "Your uncle gave it to me. It's the midnight snack I take away from your house every time.

Come, I'll give Ms. Lin a few injections, and I'll come to your house in three days to bring you medicine."

"?!" Shen Xiaoye and her grandmother simultaneously thought of the stir-fried meat dish that Shen Changsui had prepared for the Taoist priest. They looked at each other and then pretended not to know.

By the time Jie Chen brought the stall number plate, they said goodbye and went down to Dapingba. It was already half an hour later.

When Shen Xiaoye was leading the yellow cattle out, she saw that her uncle's classmate had not left but had come to find her. She looked up at the sky. There were no trees on the dam. Wouldn't it be hot for this man to sit in the carriage?

Of course Yue Jinxuan didn't stay in the carriage the whole time, he just came back to rest after being tired at the foot of the mountain, and happened to run into them again, "Brother Changsui, why didn't I see when you got up here?

It just so happens that I need to talk to you about something."

“Maybe we just missed each other. Thank you for your help today. I’ll treat you to soy milk another day.

What's the matter? I have to take my mother home." Shen Changsui drove the donkey cart towards Lin.

"No hurry, pay your respects to your mother first." Yue Jinxuan quickly followed and saluted to Lin: "Meet Madam Shen. I am Yue Jinxuan, the junior, and my classmate of Changsui."

At this time, women who had not been canonized by the court could not be called Madam, no matter how old they were.

Lin gave him a false support and said, "Young Master Yue, you don't have to be polite."

Yue Jinxuan said again: "I wonder if I can borrow Brother Changsui's space to talk for a moment."

"Of course, Sui'er." Lin asked her son to get busy.

Shen Xiaoye led the cow over and tied it to the handlebars and asked, "Grandma, he is the young master of Yueji Cloth Shop."

"Very good." Lin nodded. He was not ostentatious like a rich kid and was polite and friendly to others.

Shen Xiaoye saw Yue Jinxuan's expression, which seemed to be asking for help from his uncle. She was a little curious, so she took advantage of the noise of pulling the reins and moving a few steps away, and whispered in the donkey's ear: "Little Black Cat, did you hear what your uncle and the others were saying?"

Donkey: Where am I? Who am I?

It just called out "ah oh ah oh" twice before Shen Xiaoye stroked its neck to silence it.

"You remembered me now?" Little Black Cat was a little unhappy. "That person said, look for your uncle to pay a visit to Mr. Lin."

"Oh." Shen Xiaoye stopped paying attention and said, "I've always remembered you, but it's inconvenient to communicate. I'm not like you who can communicate in secret."

"I forgive you." Mainly because the little black cat didn't sense anything mysterious in Lingshan, it gave up the idea of ​​praying.

It looked at the two people talking on the other end and heard Yue Jinxuan say, "My father didn't show up himself, but insisted that I go to his house to give gifts. How can this be possible?"

"When did your father know that Master Lin was returning home?" Shen Changsui was considering whether to visit the Lin family with him.

Yue Jinxuan said: "He went to the capital the day before yesterday and heard the news that Lingshan Temple was going to hold a water and land ceremony soon. Today he came to the abbot and asked to help."

Shen Changsui: "Your father won't harm you." Boss Yue has vision, and the water and land conference can be considered a show for the court.

Yue Jinxuan looked hesitant: "But I am afraid to go alone. He is a university scholar, and I even ranked last in the provincial examination." He said, why he wanted to find brother Changsui to accompany him? It was true that their rankings were close, so he wanted to have company.

Shen Changsui pondered for a moment and said, "Let's meet at the entrance of Wuli Village at noon tomorrow."

"That's great, thank you, Brother Changsui." Yue Jinxuan bowed repeatedly.

Then he took out a bamboo sign and handed it to me, saying, "Your what? When you come to my house to buy cloth later, you can get a discount on this."

Shen Changsui did not refuse, and asked again: "Can you keep some scraps of cloth from your embroidery shop?" Cloth has always been hard currency, and the cut scraps will be sold out quickly.

"I don't know. If you want, I'll ask the shopkeeper to keep them for you." Yue Jinxuan wouldn't pay attention to this.

Shen Changsui: "Not really, my family only needs to buy a small amount."

"Okay, I'll take you to the shop when you come back from the Lin Mansion tomorrow." Yue Jinxuan was very willing to help.

He waved and watched his classmate's family leave. The previous gloom on his face was gone. What his father said was indeed right. As long as you make more friends, there will always be one who can help you.

Shen Changsui didn't know what he was thinking, and it would be pointless even if he knew. It was normal for people to benefit each other or even hate and resent each other.

For example, when they arrived at the entrance of Jiuli Village, they saw Old Mrs. Hang being carried by Qian Ertui onto a ox cart heading to the county town.

Zhuangzhuang and his mother were also there to try to persuade them.

But old Mrs. Hang refused to go and kept scolding her, saying that she would not go unless she killed anyone.

Among the onlookers was Qian Wu, who stared at Old Hang with a bad look.

Shen Xiaoye felt that if Mrs. Hang dared to evade responsibility again, Uncle Qian would definitely teach her what it meant to repay a grievance with justice.

Mrs. Lin was annoyed by Mrs. Hang's yelling and scolding, and urged her son to go over and go home quickly.

As soon as the donkey cart passed through the sparsest area, Mrs. Hang screamed, "He is my son. What if he is punished for me? I gave birth to him and raised him. Even if I ask him to die for me, he deserves it."

"Grandma, why are you so unreasonable? You don't work normally, and my dad and second uncle will take care of you while you're in prison. My dad will be in prison for you, so who will do the housework?

Can Second Uncle finish this alone? "Zhuangzhuang was almost mad.

Old Hang struggled and kicked him: “You don’t know how to work, or your brother doesn’t know how to work?

Second brother, let me go. If you hold me again, I will sue you for being disobedient and unfilial. "

Qian Er: "Mom, listen to my advice!"

Shen Xiaoye scratched her head. She felt that everyone's advice was wrong, so she asked her uncle to stop, stood up from the car and said, "Second Uncle Qian, if you don't send the person to the county government today, the fifty taels of silver you paid for the bail will not be refunded, and you will be fined?"

"What? Fifty taels?" Old Mrs. Hang was still. She asked in surprise, "Did you pay the money?"

"Oh, yes, at that time, more than ten taels were not enough, so I borrowed a few taels from Uncle Sheng.

Later, it was still not enough, so I went to the county town's silver shop to borrow thirty taels." Qian Er suddenly had an idea and made up the second half of the sentence according to Shen Xiaoye's words.

Old Mrs. Hang: "Damn it, that's a high interest rate of nine in and thirteen out, hurry up, take me to the county government, and you and the eldest brother quickly get the insurance money back and return it to the owner.

Let go." She jumped onto the ox cart neatly the moment Qian Er let go, and turned her head and said, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up."

"Uh uh uh." Qian Er immediately sat on the shaft of the cart. Zhuangzhuang also jumped on the cart, and they ran onto the road with a clatter.

After a moment of silence, all the villagers burst into laughter. Village Chief Qian was at a loss whether to laugh or cry and asked everyone to disperse.

Here, Shen Xiaoye kept his achievements and fame to himself and left early on in a donkey cart.

What she didn't know was that among the onlookers were Mr. Zhuang and his entourage.

One said: "Tsk tsk tsk, Master Zhuang, the small Jiuli Village is full of talented people!"

Another one asked, "Isn't that donkey cart the same one we saw this morning?"

"Okay, okay, after watching the fun, let's go home and have a drink. My mother grows her own fruit wine, it's delicious." Master Zhuang left first.

Shen Xiaoye knew nothing about this. When they got home, her aunt and grandmother were scraping the starch off the cloth.

She said, “We are back.”

"Mom, are you okay?" Huang dropped the cloth and came forward.

Qian also breathed a sigh of relief: "Hey, where have you been, sister-in-law?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Thank you for your concern." Lin held the hand extended by her sister-in-law and nodded gently to her daughter-in-law.

Shen Xiaoye asked, "Aunt, where is my cousin?" She didn't see her great-grandfather with the elders at the entrance of the village just now.