Poor monks do not break the precepts

In the Hermitage Villa, everyone eats alone on weekdays. There is a small kitchen in each courtyard. Only the first day of the month and banquets will the whole family get together.Today was all done by the old lady Ji, and the kitchen in the villa was too late to prepare. Thanks to Shen Changlin and Shao Zhi's couple's brains, they mobilized the small kitchens of each hall, and each place produced two special dishes or the master's favorite food, and immediately solved the trouble. up.

Usually, Mrs. Ji seldom comes to the banquet at home. Since she worshiped the Buddha, she has never eaten meat. It is a bit embarrassing to ask others to accompany her like this. Attend.Therefore, Huai Mingmo and other juniors would often spend the afternoon with the old lady talking and laughing as compensation.

It was rare for the old lady to come today, and she came very early for the first time, before the meal time, the small kitchen was still busy, and the old lady Ji had already stepped into the front hall.The old lady was born in the old Huguo Mansion, and since she was a child, she loved to travel in the rivers and lakes, that's why she met the old man Ji in the rivers and lakes, and they made a marriage like this.Although the old lady is now 66 years old, her body is still healthy and strong, her back is straight and she never leans on crutches, and she walks with a heroic posture, but the big maid behind her is sweating and panting.

The old lady Ji strode into the front hall, leaving all her children and grandchildren aside, grabbed Xu Sheng and sat beside her, smiling kindly, "Good boy, sit here." The old lady's eyebrows and eyes crooked Yue, caressing the wooden box in the hand of the servant girl.

Xu Sheng looked at the old lady Fan Ji carefully, and saw that under the friendly face, there were bipolar shrewd eyes, and although she seldom went out, she seemed to know a lot about Zhuang's affairs, because she knew that she had left Shaolin, so she didn't think about it. Treat yourself the way you would treat a monk.

"It's the old lady's birthday, so I can't think of any congratulatory gifts to give, so I just hide away and send the Tripitaka that I copied." Xu Sheng said with a light smile, "I hope that old lady Ji won't be too polite. .”

When everyone listened to the hand-copied Tripitaka, their eyes immediately became straight. How long will it take to complete it?

Ji Boru twitched the corner of his mouth, stared at the wooden box for a long time, and murmured: "How many words are there in the entire Tripitaka, how can this wooden box fit in?"

The old lady Ji moved her fingers slightly, asking the maid to open the wooden box.Ji Boru poked his head and opened his mouth to be dumbfounded. The yarn reels were stacked in layers in the box. The yarn was made with exquisite craftsmanship. In the eyes, the characters are the same size, and there is peace and tranquility between the lines.After opening dozens of volumes like this, not to mention Ji Boru was completely shocked, everyone in the room was secretly amazed, and they all cast awed looks at Xu Sheng.

"This isn't a gift, it's a rare treasure." Xin Li stood beside Huai Mingmo, his lips moved slightly.

The old lady Ji laughed again: "I heard that you saved the third daughter-in-law back then? And you came to the hidden world villa for her?"

Xu Sheng was not used to others being so enthusiastic towards him, and the corner of his mouth smiled a little stiffly, "At that time, he never thought about saving people by accident. He only thought that the third wife would not go to Shaolin with me, and he also knew that the hidden world villa was hospitable and generous, so Let someone send her here and make plans."

The rough palm covered with fine lines patted the delicate back of the hand. The old lady Ji didn't seem to notice anything unusual, and said with a smile: "It's thanks to you, otherwise my third child probably hasn't gone to see his wife yet." Finding out the falsehood of internal strength, he turned to Ji Deen and said, "I often hear you running towards Wuwangya, why didn't you learn much in martial arts?"

Xu Sheng was terrified in his heart, he wanted to take back his hand, only to find that he was imprisoned to death, many eyes watched him, he couldn't resist openly with his moves, so he just softened his hand and didn't struggle.The old lady Ji realized that Xu Sheng gave up resisting and let go of his hand a little bit, but Xu Sheng's wrist twisted like a snake, the old lady only felt a tingling pain in the palm, and there was nothing in the palm.

The old lady Ji looked at her palm and sighed for a long time: "I am really old." As soon as the words came out, everyone's expressions changed, and the old lady smiled and said to Xu Sheng: "Good skill."

Huai Mingmo was terrified when the two moves were fought, he hurriedly stood in front of Xu Sheng, and chatted and laughed with Mrs. Ji to change the subject.Mrs. Ji's eyesight for seeing people has been practiced for decades, and she can see Huai Mingmo's careful thoughts with just one glance. She turned her head and said to Mr. Ji: "By the way, I didn't forget Yi girl on my birthday." right?"

As soon as these words fell, Huai Mingmo's face was very embarrassed, his neck seemed to be stiff and unable to move, he could feel the sudden coldness coming from behind him, he was sitting on a velvet cushion, but it was like pins and needles.

Mr. Ji's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the two people beside the old lady, but didn't answer.Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Bai Zhaorong quickly laughed and said, "How could Ning Guogong forget to invite you? It's my mother's birthday, how dare that girl not come." The sound filled the room, and it was very harmonious.

A sarcastic sneer appeared on the corner of Xu Sheng's lips like thunder in midsummer, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye. He spoke very little in front of strangers, and he seemed to be in a bad mood right now. He spoke less than usual, only responding words remained.

He eats and sleeps without talking, and Yu Xusheng is not difficult, until Mrs. Ji left, he still kept silent with a touch of alienation, and occasionally chatted with Mr. Ji, all about Shaolin topic.

After dinner, Xu Sheng didn't go to the Wan Ting Pavilion to avoid suspicion, and entrusted An Jingyue to help him arrange a place to stay.And An Jingyue was entrusted by her benefactor, completely ignoring her husband's winking, as if she didn't understand the hints in the words, she stubbornly asked her maid to arrange Xu Sheng to the west wing far away from Wan Ting Pavilion.

Accompanying Xusheng to the West Wing in person, and sending the little servant away, An Jingyue only left her close maid by her side, Fang softly opened her mouth: "The old lady, isn't she..."

"I know that unrealistic extravagant expectations shouldn't be there, and I can't blame others." Xu Sheng's eyes became more and more indifferent, and his tone was cold when he saw Wu Wangya, "You don't have to worry."

An Jingyue looked around and tried her best to arrange the wing room. Compared with Wuwangya, it was still too simple to be seen.She waved her hand and wanted the maid to go to her yard to move some things, but when Xu Sheng stopped her, An Jingyue said apologetically, "I will open a private warehouse in the museum tomorrow, and someone will bring some. Use it first."

Xu Sheng said in a gentle tone: "It's okay, this is very good. Let you worry about it."

Pursing her lips and shaking her head, An Jingyue mustered up her courage to ask a question that had puzzled her for a long time, "Why are you so kind to me?"

"You look like an old friend." Xu Sheng smiled lightly, spread his right palm and gazed at it for a moment, then slowly said: "21 years ago, I was ordered by my master to go to the Valley of Medicine Kings to pick herbs, but I was accidentally bitten by a poisonous snake and died. I met her when I was hanging by a thread, and she saved my life. If it wasn’t for her, I’m afraid I would have passed away long ago. In the next year, she taught me pharmacology, reading and writing. I was born and raised, and no one has ever treated me so tenderly Me." Touching the old wound in his heart, Xu Sheng choked his voice, raised his head and took a breath, "You are very similar to her, but it's a pity that she...is no longer alive."

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect to make you talk about sad things." Moist mist gradually formed in her beautiful eyes, and An Jingyue twisted her handkerchiefs tightly, like a child who has done something wrong.

Xu Sheng chuckled, "What does it have to do with you? You are doing well now, so I am relieved. If someone bullies you in the future, you can come and tell me, and I will help you out." Hei Mou stared straight at half The door was closed, "Did the people outside hear it?"

Ji Duorui raised his sword eyebrows slightly, folded his arms and kicked the door lightly with his feet, leaned against the door, his face unmoved, "I will take Miao Monk's warning to heart, and besides, if I want to bully her, even if you don't do anything, I will I can't eat and walk around. There are many people in the house who will come to teach me."

Xu Sheng teased, "I still understand."

Hearing her husband's voice, An Jingyue hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and went to hold him with a soft smile, "Why are you here?"

"Since ancient times, when a hero saves a beauty, it is always a beauty who promises to save the beauty." Xu Sheng glanced at this small-minded person, and joked: "He doesn't say anything, but he cares very much in his heart."

An Jingyue stared at Ji Duorui for a while, poked Ji Duorui on the cheek, and said with a smile: "Stingy." The gaze she looked at was affectionate, and the gaze she received was also full of affection. The relationship between the couple is just like honey. The oil was blended with love and love, Xu Sheng who was beside him felt uncomfortable, and felt a chill.

It wasn't until they heard the coughing protests from the people next to them that they restrained themselves a bit, but they were still stuck together after all, Xu Sheng felt more and more glaring when sitting across from each other.After having a cup of tea, they chatted and laughed for a while, seeing that it was getting late, the two left hand in hand.

Obviously full of doubts and puzzles, but he endured it without asking.Xu Sheng looked at Ji Duorui's back gradually disappearing into the night, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and he muttered to himself: "Interesting person."

The West Wing is outside the second gate to the southwest of the Hermitage Villa. It is separated from the ancestral hall by a piece of bamboo forest and rockery, and separated from the inner house by a river. Except for the servants and maids who clean regularly every day, few people come to this place on weekdays.Right now only Xu Sheng lives alone in one of the guest rooms, the oil lamp on the stone platform is only lit outside Xu Sheng's room, the rest of the place is pitch black.

In the dark night where everything is completely silent, there is only the sound of the wind, the winter birds fly far away, and the "chirp" sound of the oriole outside the courtyard wall is very strange, but there is only one person in this courtyard, who will find out.Xu Sheng easily jumped out of the high wall of the Hermitage Villa, saw A Yu chuckled and said, "You're a good learner, so it's not in the right time."

Ayu Fuli smiled cleverly: "Look around here, even the wild cats have gone to hide from the wind. It's useless for me to learn anything."

According to Xu Sheng's temperament, he was not afraid of being discovered by others, so he didn't say much, he just said: "Why did you come here?"

"Mr. Gong is afraid that it will be inconvenient for the landlord to be here, so let me respond here so that you can exchange news with Mr. Bianji and the others."

Xu Sheng nodded and said: "You are in a hurry to find me, is there anything important?"

Those who have worked with Xu Sheng all know that Xu Sheng has a temper. A Yu calmed down his thoughts and words, and said simply and clearly: "Miss Zhuling sent a message, saying that since the last time, Miss Bigui, she and The contacts there are more and more frequent, and it seems that something is being conspired." Ayu reproduced Zhu Ling's words, but he didn't know anything about what happened in the words, and he didn't plan to ask.

"Let her go, let Zhu Ling keep an eye on me, and catch her when it's time to clean up, it's not wronged her." Xu Sheng's eyes were dark, and he said in a cold voice: "After all, she has been with me for many years. Killing is afraid that it will chill the hearts of other people in the building, if this scar is not rotted to the end, it cannot be dug out, and if it is to be dug out, it must be thoroughly."

Ayu hung her hands on her sides, bent over and said in awe: "This subordinate knows." She timidly raised her eyes to look at Xu Sheng, then lowered her eyes again: "Mr. Bianji wants to come down to ask the landlord if he wants to help you in the hidden world." Arrange a temporary residence in the town near the villa?"

Xu Sheng spat at the old man secretly, but it was also to convince him of his ability to understand people and see the situation.His complexion did not change, Xu Sheng said indifferently: "No need. Tell Mr. Gong to keep an eye on the former court and report everything in detail."

"Before the subordinate came down, Mr. Gong had ordered me that the letters he sent every day must be delivered to you as soon as possible." A Yu presented two sealed letters.

Tearing open the envelope, Xu Sheng opened it with two fingers and took a closer look, and ordered in a cold voice: "Pass on my message, the wine that was recently shipped to Cangjing Town should be checked from the source, and don't let things that shouldn't be mixed in."

Xu Sheng burned the first letter with a fire pocket, and then slowly opened Mr. Gong's urgent letter, only scanning the first few lines, his breath froze and his expression was complicated.A corner of the letter paper was wrinkled by Xu Sheng, two places had been pierced by fingertips, it was hard to see which words were there, Jiu Jiu let out a cold laugh from his throat.

"Lord?" Ayu carefully twitched the handkerchief in his sleeve, pinching the handkerchief tightly with both hands, his palms were sweaty and sticky.

Pulled back from his thoughts by a low voice, Xu Sheng said with serious eyebrows, "Reply to Mr. Gong and ask him to find out the truth about Concubine Wan's miscarriage."

The calmer Xu Sheng spoke, the more afraid Ayu felt. After all, she had heard about Xu Sheng's temper, and she had inquired about it impromptuly before she came.In front of Xu Sheng's expressionless face, he was so frightened that he nodded tremblingly, and hurriedly responded, before Xu Sheng could give other orders, Ayu hurriedly resigned, fearing that he would not pay attention to angering the person in front of him, that is A big event that can't be saved.

Seeing the shaking of the back in front of him, Xu Sheng's eyebrows eased slightly, and his tone was much calmer, "Let Chen Xiang send a black face to protect Yao Wang secretly from now on. Send me another letter to Shui Wu Gong, let Hua Xing Lou When you come, stop by Yaowang and the others." Ayu looked at himself with a puzzled face, too lazy to explain, Xu Sheng shook his hand to let her back down.

Not long after returning to the West Wing to lock the door, a familiar scent of purses wafted in from the crack of the door, Xu Sheng turned his back to the door half a foot away, and gradually came several hesitant knocks on the door behind him.It's easy to open the door casually, but Xu Sheng can't find a reason to open it, he can't persuade himself, and he can't enlighten the knocker outside the house.The knock on the door continued, but Xu Sheng didn't understand half an inch with his feet. He stood silently with his back to the door, listening to the movement behind the door with no expression on his face.

After knocking on the door for a long time but no one came, Huai Mingmo withdrew his hand in disappointment, and wanted to turn around and walk away, but his feet seemed to be pinned tightly on the bluestone slab, and he never lifted his steps.It wasn't until Xin Lijiu couldn't wait for him to return to the Wanting Pavilion, worried to find him, that he found him standing quietly outside the house for a long time, his whole body was cold, and his complexion became paler and paler.

Xinli took off his cloak and quickly put it on Huai Mingmo, when he heard a faint voice from the room, "help your pavilion master go back earlier."

The tone was indifferent and distant, as if returning to the time when they first met, Huai Mingmo was suddenly lifted up by the frozen and expressionless handsome face, staring straight at the closed door, the spark in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Xin Li supported Huai Mingmo, whose feet were numb from the cold, and whispered, "Pavilion Master, let's go."

In the next two days, Xu Shengyou would follow Huai Mingmo in and out, as if no one remembered the unspeakable unhappiness that night.Huai Mingmo still treats Xu Sheng politely, and Xu Sheng usually gets along with others indifferently, and behaves the same as in the past, but there are many discerning people in the village, and they can see the subtle differences.