General's husband and wife

The weather in October is already a bit cold.Ji Zhen couldn't bear it anymore, so he took off the thin jacket and replaced it with a slightly thicker cotton jacket, and then took out the material and replaced it with new cotton jackets for everyone in Yunji Courtyard.

Qiu Hong said: "Usually, the mansion can only receive such thin padded jackets at the end of October, and thick padded jackets at the end of November."

Ji Zhen smiled: "The girl's house can't catch the cold, it's better to dress warmly."

Qiu Hong pursed her lips and smiled.The third young master brought her whole family here, her father was in charge of the purchase of Yunji Courtyard, her mother was in charge of the laundry, and her elder brother followed Mu Huai to work in the Jishuitan, so he didn't have to look at the faces of the masters of the upper layers, and his life was indescribable. I feel relieved.

Holding the hand stove, Ji Zhen felt that his hands and feet were still a little cold.The yard on the other side of Hot Spring Zhuangzi has been built and sorted out, and the furniture is also newly built, so you can go there at any time.Ji Zhen was considering whether to move there altogether, and come back to attend Ji Yao's wedding in the twelfth lunar month, and celebrate the New Year by the way.After the year, after the year, I will marry a daughter-in-law.

After marrying a daughter-in-law, someone will warm the bed!

It is urgent to cure the stinky feet of the daughter-in-law!

As soon as he thought of it, he did it, Ji Zhen tidied up and asked Master Ji to go back, and went out to Dajue Temple to ask the master for a prescription.

Hui Hai watched heartbroken as the little apprentice searched through his collection of medical books and memorized more than a hundred prescriptions in just half a day. If it wasn't for maintaining the status of an eminent monk, he would have to beat him down.

Ji Zhen finished reciting the master's treasures, and drew up a prescription for himself, corrected it for Hui Hai, put it away, looked at the little golden lotus that was smuggled up, and felt worried: "Master, it's still open!"

What to do, the golden lotus in the holy pond in the temple has long been defeated, the lotus seeds have grown so many, it is delicious, and the tea is also delicious.

Baoxiang Huihai smiled solemnly: "Amitabha." The golden lotus raised with merit is naturally extraordinary.

While Hui Hai was reciting scriptures, Ji Zhen opened Hui Hai's cabinet, took out a jar containing golden lotus seeds, secretly grabbed a handful and put it in his purse.Seeing that there was quite a lot left in it, I grabbed another handful.

The entire Dajue Temple only has so many golden lotus seeds, and only the monks above the Hui generation share some. It is really a good thing that cannot be bought with money.No, not even the right to do so.Even the one at the top will not use imperial power to suppress Dajue Temple.

60 years ago, when Taizu was in trouble, he took refuge in Dajue Temple, and Master Xuanbei was tortured and killed by the former King Li by the side of the Golden Lotus Pond.After the success of Taizu, Dajue Temple was regarded as a national temple, but the holy pool of golden lotus has never been opened since then.

Now that it's opened, it's still bearing fruit, and the seeds it bears are delicious.

Ji Zhen grabbed one after another, the purse was full and the jar was empty.

A wooden fish flew over and hit the back of the head, and Ji Zhen fell to the ground in an instant.

Hui Hai stepped on the little apprentice's waist, picked up the purse, and poured it into the jar.

Ji Zhen screamed: "Master, let me keep a few! Do you still want my disciple to give you an urn for your retirement?"

Hui Hai added three points of strength to his feet and crushed hard.

Ji Zhen couldn't get up anymore, his waist twisted.

With Baoxiang's solemn and compassionate smile, Huihai helped the little apprentice massage a few times.

There were bursts of screams like killing pigs in the deep Buddhist courtyard, and along with the autumn wind, they spread far away.

Ji Zhen was lying on the bed directing the sweet-scented osmanthus to apply plasters for bruises, feeling extremely sad.The master is mean and cruel, and it is too difficult to be a good apprentice.

Osmanthus fragrans looked at the bruises on her young master's back, her heart ached so badly, with two bags of tears in her mouth, she leaned over and blew.

Ji Zhen: "...Don't blow it, it's cold."

Osmanthus slapped herself on the mouth.

Ji Zhen sighed silently.The two young men, the smart ones can't be brought out, and the ones brought out are too stupid, alas!

Ji Zhen raised his waist in Dajue Temple for two days, and news came from the foot of the mountain.

The second master, Ji An, has completed his term of office for three years and returned to Beijing to report on his work. He will return home soon.

Ji Zhen had no choice but to pack up his luggage and go down the mountain. Before leaving, he touched half a jar of golden lotus seeds while Hui Hai was doing morning class, and accidentally forgot to take back the little lotus that had been blooming undefeatedly.

Not long after Ji Zhen left, the prince took people into Huihai's Buddhist temple, and saw the golden lotus in the center of the room at a glance.

The prince turned his head and asked the person behind him: "Is this the flower that is related to Ji San?"

Xue Shizi stepped forward with a blank expression, picked up the vase, and hugged it in his arms.

The prince clenched a fist with one hand and put it on his lips, coughed dryly, suppressed a smile, and said, "What's the meaning of this, Ah Lin?"

Xue Lin said a few dry words: "Ji San's, mine."

Prince: "..."

Hui Hai: "..." It was obviously left to him by the apprentice!

After returning to the Hou Mansion, Ji Zhen sat in the wheelchair again, and first went to the Rongxi Courtyard to pay his respects.

Just in time for the sisters Ji Min to talk with the old lady, after seeing the ceremony, Ji Zhen first gave Ji Min two golden lotus seeds, and said: "Take it to make tea, it's very good for your health. After soaking it a few times, the water is gone." Don’t lose the taste, it’s the same if you eat it.”

"Thank you, third brother, for thinking about it. Master Huihai's prescription is very good. I am in much better health now." Ji Min took it with both hands, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

The old lady looked at the two brothers and sisters with a smile, and said: "Your brother and sister have the same birthday, a rare fate, how close you should be, don't be unfamiliar."

Only then did Ji Zhen realize that he only gave Ji Min the golden lotus seeds but forgot about the old lady, so he touched two more and said, "This is for the old lady, and the other two are for my father. There are not many lotus seeds." , I sneaked here while Master was doing morning class. Next time I see Master, I’m afraid I’ll be beaten up!" There are not many lotus seeds, and they are hard-won. Neither.

The girl from the second bedroom, Ji Ying, smiled and said, "The third brother is destined for Buddha, and the elder sister has the third brother thinking about it, but our sisters don't have that blessing."

Ji Zhen heard the toothache, and immediately stood up with his waist supported, and said, "Old Madam, I'm going back to put on the plaster, so let's go first."

Ji Zhen turned around and left.

Ji Ying blushed, angry and hated, extremely embarrassed.

Ji Min pursed his lips, clutching the small purse containing lotus seeds, he didn't want to give it away after all, so he also left.

After a few more days, the gate of Ji Mansion opened and Ji An came back.

At the same time, the corner door was opened and four soft sedan chairs were carried in.

Ji An was released for six consecutive years, and brought back four concubines, three concubines, and two concubines.

Ji Zhen worshiped his cheap second uncle with amazing fighting power.

At the reception banquet, Ji An brought all three young sons over and showed them to everyone.

After the banquet, Ji An scolded a group of nephews one by one with a serious face.

Ji Zhen turned to look at Ji Yao.

Ji Yao smiled at Ji Zhen, with a very calm expression on his face.

Ji Zhen immediately labeled this cheap second uncle in his heart: fake and prudish.