[Liang Zhu] Yingtai took me to fly

Zhu Yingtai leaned over, it was a landscape painting, it couldn't be seen that the painting was a river or a lake, and there were some mountains and mountains scattered far and near around the water surface.Although it is only a semi-finished product, it will make people feel open-minded at first glance.It is a good painting.

Ma Wencai looked at it carefully from top to bottom, stood up abruptly, and shouted: "Xinzhai! I got it!" He rushed out of the study with the painting in his hand.

Zhu Yingtai grabbed him and said with a smile: "Yihua, I'm here."

Ma Wencai was stunned for a moment, then quickly handed the painting to him, pointed to one of the mountains and said, "Look here, look here, is it a Buddhist temple?"

Zhu Yingtai looked at the painting carefully by candlelight, and sure enough, there was a Buddhist temple hidden in the dense forest on the mountainside.

He said: "It is indeed a Buddhist temple, what does it mean?"

"I see!" Marvin smiled and said, "I know where Mr. Song is going. He is going to the temple."

Zhu Yingtai asked: "How do you think that he is going to a Buddhist temple after he painted it?"

Ma Wencai pointed to the remaining pile of manuscript paper, and said, "Look at the other things he wrote and drew, are there any related to Buddhism? I read it once when I put it away, and there was none except this one." .”

Zhu Yingtai has already read most of them, and he roughly flipped through the rest, but he really didn't.

Ma Wencai said again: "I have eaten with Mr. Song a few times, and he has never fasted. When chatting with him, I have never heard him mention believing in Buddhism."

"If that's the case, he shouldn't have gone to a Buddhist temple." Zhu Yingtai was puzzled.

Ma Wencai shook his head, and said: "Look at his other calligraphy and paintings, the brushstrokes are sloppy and irritable, but this painting is stable, and the ink is not even dry, so it can be seen that it is a new work. Was he in a peaceful state of mind when he made this painting? That's because he thought of a solution to the problem, so he was no longer anxious."

"Become a monk?" Zhu Yingtai was startled, but she also felt that it made sense, "After becoming a monk, the six faculties will be purified, cut off from the world, and have nothing to do with the Song family at all."

Ma Wencai nodded and said, "Xinzhai, what do you think?"

"It does make some sense," Zhu Yingtai said, and then analyzed, "If it is a Buddhist temple near the academy, I remember that there is Xiling Lake in the east of Qiantang County, and there is a Guangning Temple on the west bank of the lake, which is the closest to the academy. The most widely known Buddhist temple."

Ma Wen just became happy, rolled up the painting in his hand, and said simply: "Let's go, let's go find him."

Zhu Yingtai hurriedly stopped her and said: "It's getting dark, let's go talk to Mr. Zhou and Mr. Song, and they will send someone there."

Ma Wencai shook his head resolutely, and said, "Tell them, yes, but I have to go to Mr. Song, I must go."

Zhu Yingtai sighed and said, "Yihua, why on earth did you risk your life? Mr. Song is so important to you?"

Ma Wencai clenched his fists, lowered his head and said: "Mr. Song is not good at words, and he doesn't have many friends in the academy. I'm afraid Mr. Song won't even meet them if he asks others. If Mr. Song is asked to see him again... ...I'm afraid he's going to do something stupid."

Zhu Yingtai narrowed her eyes and said, "What else?"

Ma Wencai ignored him, went out and called Liang Shanbo and Shutong to set off together.He turned his head, saw Zhu Yingtai was still standing in the study, waved his hand and said, "Xinzhai, come quickly!"

Zhu Yingtai pursed her lips, but followed quickly.

They asked Liuqu to inform Mr. Song of the news, and the rest rushed to Mr. Zhou's house.

The room was brightly lit, Mr. Zhou hadn't rested yet, and was still waiting for news from the servants who were sent out to search for him.Seeing a few people coming, he just looked at them with his eyes and motioned for them to speak.

Ma Wencai unfolded the painting in his hand and repeated his analysis in detail.

Mr. Zhou's eyes lit up, he stood up and said: "Okay! Wencai did a good job!" He called Ah Cheng again, planning to find some other people to go to Guangning Temple and find people along the way.

Ma Wencai said: "Mr. Zhou, it's better for me to go to Guangning Temple."

"And me!" A female voice sounded, and Mr. Song walked in through the night.

Mr. Zhou raised his eyebrows and said: "You two, mess around!" He was about to refuse.

Ma Wencai was in a hurry, and said, "Even if Mr. Zhou refuses, I will go." Mr. Song also had a firm expression on his face.

Mr. Zhou stared and said, "Why, don't you recognize me, Mr.?"

Ma Wencai wanted to argue, but Zhu Yingtai spoke next to him, saying: "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Song has only been in close contact with Yihua in the academy so far. Apart from him, the students can't think of anyone else who can talk to Mr. Song." gone."

Mr. Song also said: "Song Hengji is my younger brother, and I will find him no matter what."

Ma Wen just snorted, but didn't say anything more about her.

Zhu Yingtai persuaded again: "Students and schoolboys know a little martial arts, Mr. Song's guard is also a master, we will be able to protect them well when we go together."

Mr. Zhou knew he couldn't stop them, so he sighed and asked Ah Cheng to find two more nurses with good skills to escort them all the way.

Ma Wencai glanced at Zhu Yingtai gratefully, then turned to Liang Shanbo and said, "Shanbo, I will trouble you to look after the yard for us. Sanqi and Liuqu are also left behind. We have fewer people and the speed is faster." Although Liang Shanbo was worried, he nodded in response and told them to be careful on the road.

Zhu Yingtai asked Mr. Zhou how many horses he wanted, and Ma Wen just looked at it, and there was another problem, he couldn't ride a horse.

Zhu Yingtai seemed to have gotten used to Ma Wencai's ability to do nothing, turned over on the horse's back, stretched out her hand, and said, "I'll take you."

At this moment Ma Wencai completely forgot that Zhu Yingtai was a girl, stepped on the stirrups and took his hand to climb up, and sat behind him.

Mr. Song drove out her carriage, and suddenly said to Ma Wencai before leaving: "Mr. Ma, can I have a look at that painting."

Seeing the uncharacteristically timid look on her face, Ma Wencai sighed secretly, handed over the painting, then grabbed Zhu Yingtai's clothes and said, "Xinzhai, let's go."

Zhu Yingtai led Ma Wencai, followed by Yin Xin, and the three of them went out from the side door of the academy.Bypassing the long staircase at the main entrance, they descended straight down the hill, galloping eastward all the way.

Ma Wencai hugged Zhu Yingtai's waist tightly, leaning against his back so that his long hair wouldn't fall on his face.

Zhu Yingtai suddenly asked, "Yihua, why do you value Mr. Song so much?" The voice echoed through Ma Wencai's chest along his chest.

Ma Wencai hugged his hands tightly, and then said: "I just saw myself in him."

Zhu Yingtai listened attentively, and noticed that his voice was extremely low, her heart tightened, and she regretted asking him like this.

Ma Wencai said: "I'm about the same as Mr. Song, or I'm not as good as him. We are both the most useless and useless people in the family. It's just that I'm luckier because my parents and elders love and protect me."

Zhu Yingtai retorted: "You are fine!"

Ma Wencai smiled silently, and said: "It's because of my luck that I have the opportunity to have the relatives I have today, and to recognize you and Shanbo. There will be no regrets in this life."

Zhu Yingtai pulled the rein abruptly to stop, and said to Ma Wencai viciously: "If you say that you have no regrets in this life, don't blame me for being rude!"

Ma Wencai looked blank, then gradually revealed a very bright smile, nodded, and said: "Okay, it's my fault, I won't say it again in the future, Xinzhai, don't be angry."

Zhu Yingtai snorted before continuing on her way.

The moonlight is as bright as silver, and the road to Guangning Temple is also smooth.After about three quarters of an hour, several people finally arrived in front of the temple gate.

Yin Xin stepped forward and patted on the door, and soon, a young monk who was guarding the door opened the door.

Ma Wen just got off the horse and his legs were a little weak, Zhu Yingtai stepped forward and told him about the intentions of several people coming.The little novice immediately asked them to rest at the door first, and he ran in to announce.

Soon, an older monk came out and saw a few people reciting the Buddha's voice, and said: "Several benefactors, poor monk Huijie, I heard that you are here to find someone?"

Several people put their hands together and said yes.

Hui Jie said: "Those who come to my temple have already determined to cut off the world of mortals, please come back."

Ma Wen just recited the Buddha's voice, and said: "Master Huijie, we don't want to force him to return to secular life, we just want to see him again before he is ordained."

Seeing that there was no sign of flinching in his eyes, Hui Jie sighed softly and said, "Come with the poor monk."

This temple is not very big, and the few people soon arrived at the wing.Only one room in a circle was still lit with candles, Hui Jie sighed softly again, pointing to that room and said: "That is the one that is lit."

The three thanked each other, walked over immediately, and knocked on the door.

Next to Hui Jie, the little novice asked, "Master, why did you let them in?"

Hui Jie patted his head, at this time the three of them had already entered the room.He said: "That benefactor didn't see through the world of mortals at first, but now someone is chasing after him. The relationship between the world and the Buddha has not yet come."

Over there, Song Hengji opened the door, thinking he was dazzled.He took a step back to invite them in, and said, "Yihua, why are you here?"

Only when Ma Wen saw that Song Hengji was intact did he feel that the stone in his heart had fallen to the ground, but at the same time, he was inexplicably angry and rushed up to punch him on the shoulder.

Song Hengji was staggered from the beating, and if Zhu Yingtai hadn't stopped him, Ma Wencai would have made a move.

He was puzzled, touched his shoulder and asked, "Yihua, why did you hit me?"

Ma Wen was amused, gritted his teeth and said, "You don't know?"

Song Hengji felt extremely innocent and shook his head.

"You left the academy without warning and ran to this monastery, didn't you expect how impatient we would be?"

Song Hengji lowered his head, murmured for a long time, and choked out a sentence: "I gave you something." The implication was that he had already said goodbye.

He took a look and found that Ma Wencai's face was ashen, and asked quickly, "You, how did you find this place?"

Ma Wencai didn't want to talk at all, and it was Zhu Yingtai who came forward again and briefly explained what happened after Song Hengji left.

Song Hengji felt a little guilty when he heard that Ma Wencai was so anxious for him, but when he heard that Mr. Song had also come, he immediately turned pale and sat softly on the ground.

"Are you here to catch me?" He let out a few hoarse laughs, then sat quietly, as if shrouded in dead silence.