The Buddha Temple is not pure

If I don't go back tonight, I won't go back. It's really cruel to let her face such a scene in person.

Yue Weiyang extinguished the fire, looked at the blue night, sighed slightly, and brought the sleeping Ji Luoyu into Sao Yuxuan, and put him safely on the bed. Yawangjun usually sleeps on the roof, and sometimes climbs up trees to compete with birds for space, so she can only put him on her own bed.

The house is simple and unadorned, and her bed is not very wide, two people can lie down sideways, but the bed board is very hard, not as soft as the high bed of a rich family, every time Yue Weiyang sleeps, her back hurts. , but it can't be easy to cover up. The practice of monks is hard, how can they be greedy for pleasure?

There is no wind or rain tonight, the blue sky is like washing, the bright moon is like pearls embellished on the tile-blue satin, I hope that such a beautiful scenery can keep her a good night's sleep, Yue Weiyang opened the window, and the gentle breeze rushed in, stirring her pearls and pearls. long hair.

Just when she was about to withdraw her hand, Ji Luoyu grabbed her tightly, her jade fingers as white as onion roots tightly held her wrist, her eyes were slightly open, sleepy, eyes like clouds and mist The love of spring is rippling in the spring, and those who are drunk without wine are afraid that they are very tired from life.

Seeing her whispering, Yue Weiyang bent her ear: "What did you say?"

Her ethereal voice was like rambling, expressing the grievance in her heart: "I... the first time I saw you, I liked you very much, please... don't dislike me, I'm not that unbearable..."

It was a very humble request, if she hadn't met her again, Yue Weiyang wouldn't have known, her heart was not as cold and hard as she thought.

Ji Luoyu put her hands in her arms, and kept repeating the words "don't go". She leaned on the edge of the bed with difficulty. Back then, she wanted to break free from the black iron chains at the expense of breaking her own feet, but now she couldn't break free. If she can see through the fetters of warm, fragrant and nephrite jade, she will understand that the invisible shackles that trap her have always been the person in front of her eyes.

Unable to resist her, Yue Weiyang lay down slowly, leaning sideways against the wall, and did not forget to put an arm around her waist, in case she would fall off the bed, that waist was slender and soft, and if she held it tightly, it would become A gentle knife doesn't care about other people's life or death.Yue Weiyang carefully pulled off the corner of the quilt, covering half of her body, she was already dripping with sweat after finishing the work, how could she be so strenuous?

Ji Luo had a premonition of the temperature around him, moved and moved into the soft and warm embrace in his mind, and finally hooked the neck of the person next to him with his white jade arms, greedily enjoying the green silk jade floating in the moonlight. The fragrance between her muscles seemed to be from another world, and her even breathing turned into a scorching breath on Yue Weiyang's neck, like a horned beast that was still wet, constantly testing the boundary between ice and fire with its immature horns.

Yue Weiyang waved her sleeves, a gust of wind blew past, and knocked down the candle flames, leaving the moonlight alone to enter like a broken window, coating their faces with a layer of silvery white. The swan-like neck and delicately carved collarbone rest on the clothes mole on her chest. The red gold and ink color looks like black and green under the moonlight, no matter how you look at it, it looks disgusting.

But even so, she had no choice but to complete Yu Liuqing, and on the occasion of the Mid-Autumn Festival, she set off a storm in the eastern capital again.

"Meng Liang Lu" has a cloud: princes and grandchildren, rich and powerful families, all climb dangerous buildings, play with the moon in Linxuan, or climb Guangxie.Speaking of which, the Mid-Autumn Festival is just a game that can only be played by powerful gentry and wealthy families. Ordinary people can only eat moon cakes and light lanterns, and they can’t go to the streets to watch the excitement.

The business of Xianyuelou is always the best at this time, and the lights that stay on all night are as fascinating as the stars in nine days.

I wish my family a noble family, and my ancestors belonged to the Zanying clan. Even though it has declined a lot now, I can’t be confused. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhu Ruhui brings his children and relatives to the Xianyue Pavilion to enjoy the moon and recite poems. They met the Duan family by coincidence, the Duan family was not so proud, the stench of copper all over their bodies was not related to scholars, but Duan Fayang liked to be arty, he had a wealth of money, and he also had famous historical sites and paintings, but he had no talent.

Not to mention the fact that the five daughters have no way to obtain fame and fame, the only son is still obsessed with dogs chasing rabbits, and has never done a proper job.

But even so, it didn't delay him having a good time with Mr. Zhu. Only Ji Boqian didn't like his appearance of being rich and jade, although he brought his wife and children to Xianyuelou to enjoy the moon every year, but it was always in the second half of the year. The paragraph was withdrawn, and I didn't bother to make up the reason. He always said that his wife was tired and wanted to go back to rest, but he didn't know that he took his wife and children to go boating on the lake and enjoy the lanterns.

Ji Luoyu was an exception. He never took his daughter out, not because he couldn't do it, but because his daughter was too eye-catching, and he was afraid that someone would miss him. To be honest, he didn't want to marry Zhu and Duan at all. Poverty, many rules, unlike his Ji family, the Duan family is even worse, with black hands and a cold heart, and full of copper stink, his daughter must be wronged when she marries, and he has to choose his future son-in-law himself, so it is not common Take your daughter out to attract attention.

When Ji Luoyu was young, she liked to be lively, and often pestered her third brother to secretly take her out to temple fairs. Later, as she grew older, her worries became more and more serious, so she didn't like to get together to join in the fun, and her father didn't take her out. Watching the moon, she is also happy and leisurely, sitting on the swing in the courtyard, shaking quietly and closing her eyes to rest her mind is also quite good.

But she didn't come home tonight, Ji Boqian strictly interrogated Zi Kou, but he didn't ask anything, how could he be in the mood to go upstairs to admire the moon?Get someone to go.

The four elder brothers used all their contacts to go to the streets to search for them, but the difficulty was that Ji Luoyu was so well protected that not many people had seen her, so when other people climbed up to admire the moon, they could only burn out Look around for someone.

With a white beard, Zhu Ruhui staggered and took his two sons and a daughter to sit down. Tonight, the holy lady didn't cover her face with a white gauze, which caused Zhu Ruhui to reprimand him, saying that Duan Shiqing would definitely come to the table with the Duan family. It's your future husband, and I don't have a big gift right now, so naturally I can't meet casually.

Zhu Mengzhen was also quite helpless towards her father's pedantry. Who could she coax her childhood sweethearts who grew up together with a white gauze hat? Besides, her fate with Duan Shiqing was over.

"Father, I want to regret the marriage." Choosing the day is worse than hitting the day, let's talk about it now, what are you afraid of when you break the can?

After Zhu Ruhui heard it, it was like a bolt from the blue: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Suddenly, Zhu Mengzhen knelt down, not joking: "Father, I have something to hide from you. Four years ago, I asked you to resign from the Yunshan Wujing retreat. I said it was to practice medicine, but in fact it was because I was pregnant. I was pregnant and later gave birth to a boy, I broke the engagement first, and please father not to embarrass the Duan family."

Zhu Ruhui's face was pale and her hands were trembling. It was really hard to accept this fact: "Whose child does it belong to?"

"do not know."

"Where's the boy?"

"Also dead."

He raised his withered hand and slapped Zhu Mengzhen's face hard with a "slap". Zhu Minchen and Zhu Minke who were on the side stood up in fright and stopped in front of the eldest sister.

"Father, at least ask what's going on before you fight and scold. The eldest sister has never acted willfully, let alone having sex with others and having children without authorization. She may have her own difficulties." Zhu Minke is the youngest, but he always protects Zhu Mengzhen.

Zhu Minchen's mind is not that simple. He glanced at the neighbor sitting guiltily. Fortunately, the Duan family didn't come. He cares more about the face of the Zhu family than his father, so naturally he has to stabilize the situation first: "Father, no matter what the elder sister said Whether the words are true or not, now is not the time to settle accounts, we are in Xianyuelou, not at home, it is not good for others to see."

Zhu Ruhui couldn't listen to what the two of them said, he pressed his heart desperately, panting heavily: "You, you unfilial daughter!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhu Mengzhen immediately took out the heart-protecting pill from his bosom and gave it to him.It's ironic that the three children all know that their father has a solid disease, but this unfilial daughter has brought a heart-protecting pill.

After stabilizing, Zhu Ruhui was still panting, "You're trying to piss me off."

"Father, Zhen'er knew that he was wrong. He should have told you about this long ago. He didn't tell you until now because Zhen'er felt that his marriage with Mr. Duan was approaching, so he couldn't hide it anymore."

"You did such a shameless and humiliating thing, how do you want me to explain to the Duan family! Cough..." Zhu Mengzhen brought a cup of tea, but was knocked to the ground by the old man, "Get out, get out! From now on I will not have a daughter like you in the future!"

Zhu Minchen persuaded: "Father, chase the elder sister away now. How can I explain it when the Duan family members come? The Mid-Autumn Festival is a time for family reunion, so don't let others talk about it." Even though he never liked the elder sister , but at this time, he had to worry about Zhu's family's face.

Before Zhu Ruhui calmed down his anger completely, Duan Fayang took his relatives upstairs: "Oh, Mr. Zhu, it's been a long time, it's been a long time." Seeing Zhu Mengzhen, he actually felt guilty, let alone Zhu Ruhui at this time. Gao's face was extremely ugly, and he didn't know if he was looking at his Duan family, so he secretly gave Duan Shiqing a wink, and Duan Shiqing nodded, meaning to reassure him.

This feast was really hard, and everyone present had their own thoughts. Although there were piles of jade dishes in front of them, they didn't know what to eat.

"Why didn't Mr. Weng come over this year?" Duan Fayang asked, and Zhu Ruhui came back to his senses, cleared his cache, and said, "Maybe it was delayed by something. It rained heavily a few days ago, and it was wet." Weng Laoxu is rushing to make up for the shortage of medicinal materials in stock."

"So that's how it is." Duan Fayang raised his wine glass and said, "Then don't wait for him, here is a toast to the old man, and wish the old man good health, and every year will be better than the year."

But Zhu Mengzhen stopped him: "Uncle Duan, I'm sorry, my father is old and weak, and can't drink booze. Can you please replace wine with tea?"

Zhu Ruhui had just taken the heart-protecting pill, so he really couldn't drink alcohol, but he felt that the Zhu family was sorry for the Duan family, and he was embarrassed not to drink this wine, so he glanced at Zhu Mengzhen: "It's not your turn to intervene when the elders are talking." After finishing speaking, Drank it down.

The stone in Duan Fayang's heart finally fell to the ground, and he said with a smile: "Oh, old man, although Meng Zhen is a junior, she is not overbearing. The people in the Eastern Capital City will call her 'Holy Lady'. The doctor's words are harsh, even It's you who don't listen."

"Praise her, thanks to Boss Duan who has seen her well and doesn't dislike her, but she is just a yellow-haired girl, she can become a saint."

Duan Fayang pretended to be confused with understanding: "I'm going to speak for her now. Meng Zhen is a good girl. Qing'er being able to marry her is a blessing from my Duan family's previous life." In short, I can't take the lead If you propose to regret the marriage, you have to wait for the other party to speak first.

The old Mr. Zhu was in trouble, and he looked embarrassed: "Mr. Ling has a dignified appearance and a dignified appearance, and my daughter... my daughter... I am afraid that I am not good enough to match him."

"What does Mr. Zhu mean by this? I see that there is no better girl in Dongdu City than Meng Zhen. She and Qing'er are childhood sweethearts, and they are in love with each other. We can only fulfill each other."

Zhu Ruhui was put here, her face turned red and pale, and the hand holding the wine glass couldn't help shaking.

Duan Shiqing was confident, his threatening eyes swept over Zhu Mengzhen again, Duan Linxiang was also worried, she was always weak and timid, but for Zhu Mengzhen, she wanted to tell the truth, just when she summoned up her courage to go forward, Duan Siyao stopped her: " Third sister, don't do stupid things, I don't care how much you and the holy aunt are like sisters, but it won't work if my father's plan is broken."

Helpless, she had to sit down again.

Zhu Ruhui hesitated for a while and said: "Boss Duan, my daughter lost her mother since she was a child, and I neglected to discipline her, which made her rude and uneducated, and because it was my daughter's family, I didn't work hard to train her, and she ran around alone. Running west and earning a little fame, it's really hard to be elegant, allowing her to be your wife, young master Ling, it's really hard to embarrass young master Ling, otherwise this marriage contract... let's just let it go."

Seeing Duan Fayang's eager expression, he added: "Of course, Boss Duan must not be shamed because of this, and the marriage of the two children must not affect the relationship between the Zhu family and the Duan family. I will explain it when I go back tonight. The disciples of the Zhu family’s medical school should do their best during the consultation period at Jishitang, and their salary will be halved, and I will make up for all the shortfalls. Even though I am old, I still have this bit of face, please trust me, Boss Duan.”

Zhu Mengzhen was unhappy: "Father, we don't owe them anything, why should we?"

"Shut up!" Zhu Ruhui really humiliated him by treating her as a daughter.

Duan Fayang couldn't help but couldn't show it, he pretended to have a sad face and said: "Old man, you know, the most important thing in my Duan family is silver taels, but I wish you a high moral character, and insist on taking over these shortfalls. I have no choice but to obey, it's just about regretting the marriage, I still want to ask what Quan Zi means, after all, he is the one who married." After speaking, he asked Duan Shiqing knowingly, "Son, what do you think?"

The corners of Duan Shiqing's mouth curled up slightly, with a wicked smile: "Although I have been in love with Sister Zhen for a long time, if she refuses to agree, I can't forcefully propose marriage, but let my father arrange it."

Zhu Mengzhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he was really full of heart for the dog.

"Hey, there is really no other way, just follow Mr. Zhu's words." Duan Fayang reluctantly agreed.

It would be fine to talk about this tonight, but the world is unpredictable.

The relatives of the Duan family enjoyed drinking and enjoying the moon, but the Zhu family couldn't lift their spirits.

When everyone was feasting, Zhu Mengzhen said softly: "Mr. Duan, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Duan Shiqing couldn't restrain his complacency, and said with a smile: "How do you know that what you are doing now is not retribution?"

He was right, Zhu Mengzhen's fate was indeed due to injustice in his previous life, but Zhu Mengzhen was not wrong either, Duan Shiqing's retribution would come soon.

Duan Chuxian, the second daughter of the Duan family, is a girl who is infatuated with love and moonlight. Fortunately, she also gave birth to a good skin. The alizarin red dress is embroidered with a hundred butterflies and flowers. It is said that she is admiring the moon, but she comes here with a garden full of spring scenery. The phoenix eyes contain blue waves, and the red lips are like peach cherry. Before saying a word, the eyebrows and eyes are full of love.

She does not care about business and does not read the pharmacopoeia of doctors, but only strives for perfection in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She also knows a little poetry and poetry. Listening to the elegant music of Yaqin, she can't help being poetic. The next sentence under the title: Tianxing wants to get drunk, Qinghe shakes the sleeves of flowers.Quite a bit of the true feelings of the little daughter acting like a baby after being drunk.

After she finished writing, she was complacent, Fourth Miss Duan Henxi couldn't stand it anymore, she can be regarded as the most intelligent in the Duan family, with a heroic look in her eyebrows, which matched her long black embroidered and silver dress very well, and her gestures were quite free and easy, If it weren't for the perennial feud with her father, most of the Duan family's business would have fallen into her hands. If so, she also had a lot of bargaining chips. Although she was not favored, no one dared not to put her in their eyes.

She has always looked down on Duan Chuxian the most. The eldest sister knows how to run the house, the third sister is always in poor health, and the fifth sister is able to do things by staying with her father all day long. Only the second sister... is obviously a lady of everyone. He turned himself into a brothel woman.

"Second sister's poems are very good, and the youngest daughter is full of emotion, but she lacks some Lingyun vastness. Father and old Mr. Zhu are both there, but you teach people to read those sweet poems and songs in your boudoir, which are kitsch!"

Duan Chuxian doesn't like her either, her birth mother is humble, and she is brutal and unreasonable when she meets her. Her daughter's family doesn't look like a daughter's family, and she travels around all day to socialize, and her words are extremely unpleasant: "I think the fourth sister is destined to be in her womb. Finished the poem, otherwise I wouldn't dare to comment on it, I would like to see how the fourth sister's Lingyun vastness is."

Duan Henxi was not polite, picked up a pen and walked up to the brocade silk, and slicked the ink to form seven wonders: like a coin falling into a river, the wind and clouds are as fixed as a mountain, thousands of lights and stars, like the world and like the sky.

As soon as the question was finished, Duan Chuxian covered her mouth and laughed loudly: "Fourth sister really got into the eyes of money. The moon looks like copper coins. If my poems are kitsch, you are simply vulgar and vulgar."

Zhu Mengzhen said: "I think Miss Xi's poems are slightly better. The momentum is like a rainbow, the rivers and rivers are windy and cloudy, and the moon is as motionless as a mountain. This is exactly the case. As for comparing copper coins, it is even more subtle. The outer circle and the inner square coincide with the round sky and the place, and the immensity of the universe can be seen immediately. As for the following two sentences, it is catchy to read, but it also shows the high wind of the bright moon, and the demeanor of not competing with the stars. There are thousands of lights in the world, I am self-aware and I am self-fulfilling."

After everyone listened, they all praised, and Duan Henxi was also surprised: When I wrote the poem, did I think so much?

Duan Chuxian was deflated and unconvinced, so he teased Duan Shiqing: "Did you draw up the poem? Why don't you go up and write a few sentences." It's not easy for my younger brother to sit idly by, but Duan Shiqing has no ink, so he didn't know what to write when he took up the pen.

Just when he was in a dilemma, a servant rushed upstairs, knelt down in front of Duan Fayang and said: "Master, young master, just now, there was a fire in the Xiangxiang Court in the mansion. The fire has been extinguished. The treasure treasured by the young master Most of them were burned, but this painting remained intact..."

After the boy finished speaking, he stretched out the scroll in his hand, and it was the "Autumn Bathing in the Temple Spring" drawn by Duan Shiqing himself.