Jiayu Village of Red Mansions

When he was walking in the temple, there would often be an old monk with a white beard like silver saluting to him, calling him Master Uncle.Yucun was a little embarrassed when he heard this, so he didn't move around the temple often.For a while, Yucun was in the temple, and there was no one to talk to. Gradually, Yucun talked less and less, often for more than a month, just copied Buddhist scriptures every day, and played chess with himself , Composing poems and painting.

Xu Shiyu village's news reached Shui Zhan's ears. I don't know what he was thinking, but he sent someone to send a lyre. And the rhyme of gold and stone, the rhyme is endless, Qingyuan is like a duo in the wind, it is a good guqin.From the moment his fingertips touched the strings, Yucun knew that he couldn't live without it.

In this way, Yucun became less and less like a monk, and more like a hermit!

No.30 seven times

Su Xin is a young novice monk who has just entered Buddhism. There have been several autumn rains in the past few days, and the mountain road is slippery, making it difficult to walk. The senior brother who instructed him accidentally broke his leg while fetching water, so he handed over the errands to him In his hand, he was sent to deliver meals to Master Chunming's uncle on the back mountain.

On the way to the back mountain, Su Xin scratched her bald head unaccustomed to it, and glanced at the basket in her hand. The vegetarian food in it was the same as that of the abbot, but she just heard from the senior brother in the kitchen that the master Uncle doesn't like green peppers, so there is a cold salad with three shreds in it.

In Chongfu Temple, although the back mountain bamboo forest is not a forbidden area, the monks in the temple will not set foot on it at will by default, and even pilgrims outside the temple are not allowed to enter. It is the first time for Su Xin to set foot on the back mountain after three months in the temple.

The green stone road is narrow, and the bamboo branches are luxuriant. When she arrived in front of the small building, Su Xin's monk robe was wet.

I saw a boy about ten years old standing in front of the steps.

Su Xin glanced at him, and saw that he was dressed in a blue brocade robe, with a beautiful description and an extraordinary temperament. Su Xin didn't know who he was, so she only performed Buddhist rituals to him, then walked to the front of the small building and knocked softly on the door, saying :

"Uncle Master, Su Xin has brought you lunch."

After a long while, the bamboo door was opened with a creak, and a person walked out of the small building, plain clothes and white socks, spotless, with a faint smile on his face, in a trance, it seemed like clouds hanging down from the nine heavens, not like ordinary people .

Su Xin stared blankly at that person, lost in thought, thinking in her heart that Tang Monk was reborn, Xuanzang was resurrected, that's all.

"Your name is Su Xin? Why didn't Su Wen come today?" Seeing that Su Xin was in a daze, Yu Village smiled and said.

"Ah! Yes, yes, senior brother broke his leg and can't walk." Su Xin finally came to her senses and said in a panic.

Yucun frowned slightly when he heard the words, and said: "Why are you so careless, you go back and tell Suwen to take care of your wounds, I don't need to worry here."

Shui Rong looked at the plain-clothed and white-robed monk who was higher than the steps, and suddenly understood the meaning of Uncle Thirteen. Such a character is indescribable in all the words of time. Liu, looks like Matsushita!

Yucun turned his head and looked at the young man standing next to him, and said, "You, come in with me."

Casually sat down on a stool in the small building, took out the food in the stone basket, smiled lightly, and his already gentle and dusty face became more ethereal, "Let's use it together, I watched you stand in the courtyard for a long time, Why don't you come in?"

Shui Rong didn't reject Yucun's suggestion, but he glanced at the food on the table, which was obviously for one person. Without putting down his chopsticks, he put the brocade box in his hand in front of Yucun, and said, "Master Chunming, my nephew Shui Rong, I know that in two days, Master On your birthday, Uncle Thirteen specially sent your nephew to bring you a birthday gift."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Yucun took the brocade box with his sleeves pulled back, and opened the lid, only to find that in the brocade box was a small square package wrapped in a blue cloth handkerchief.

Yucun recognized at a glance that it was the piece of pea yellow that he had wrapped around Daming Lake back then. When he opened the package, there were indeed a few square pieces of pea yellow inside. With a little nostalgia, he said: "Sweet and refreshing, smooth and smooth, very good, thank you Thirteen Princes for me."

Seeing that Yucun likes it, Shui Rong showed a trace of excitement on his face. For some reason, it made the emperor happy, and Shui Rong was also very happy, so he smiled and said, "Aunt Manzi made this by herself. Uncle Thirteen just added it. up a box."

"He's used to doing this kind of thing," Yucun said with a slight sigh in his voice, rewrapped the remaining pieces of pea yellow, put them in the brocade box, and said, "Tell me, What are you looking for me this time?"

In the past, although Jingli would send people to give him birthday gifts, but this time even Manzi was alarmed, it must be a big deal!

After hearing Yucun's words, Shui Rong's heart skipped a beat, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "The emperor's grandfather intends to abdicate, and my father intends to take this opportunity to let you return to vulgarity."

"Did your father ask you to tell me?" Yucun asked with a smile.

Shui Rong stared at Yu Cun in shock. In front of this person, it seemed that he had nowhere to hide what he was thinking, "No, Uncle Huang, Uncle Thirteen asked me to come."

"Chunming is no longer a man in the world of mortals, so the benefactor doesn't need to call him that," Yucun said flatly after hearing Shui Rong's changed address, and took out a letter from his sleeve, "As for your father, you can send this letter to him." Leave it to him, and he will understand."

Shui Rong took the letter, put it in his arms, got up, and said to Yucun, "So, Master Chunming, my nephew will take my leave."

Yucun smiled and nodded slightly, until Shui Rong walked out the door, then closed his eyes, sighed, how could he not want to go back, but now is not the time.

"Mingyan, Mingyan! Come here, the sound of the piano is coming from here!" Jia Baoyu went to Chongfu Temple with Jiamu to fulfill his wish today. He was restrained by his parents and grandmother on weekdays, so how many opportunities did he have to go out? Come on, when I heard that Mother Jia was going to take him out, I was so happy that I didn't close my eyes all night. Now that I'm in this temple, how can I stay there obediently.

Not only did a group of mothers and maidservants slip away, they saw the green mountain behind and liked it in their hearts, so they went there, but unexpectedly, there was a sound of zither in the mountain forest, the sound was leisurely and peaceful Wide, wonderful sound, Jia Baoyu claimed to be elegant, but he had never heard such a wonderful sound, so he hurriedly dragged Mingyan all the way to find it.

It was also Jia Baoyu's luck, the monk who guarded the mountain broke his leg, and he forgot to let him look at the back mountain when he asked the younger brother who took over to prevent pilgrims from entering. After the mountain.

The two master and servant wandered around in the bamboo forest, finally found the small bamboo building in the depths of the bamboo forest, stood still in front of that building, the sound of the piano was leisurely and distant, and very light, just listening to it like this, my heart was filled with joy. As if being washed away, Jia Baoyu couldn't help being crazy when he listened.

After a while, the sound of the piano stopped. Jia Baoyu's eyes were shining, and he turned his head to the unknown Mingyan beside him and said, "Mingyan, who can play such a beautiful song, I don't know what kind of woman it is, let's go, let's go up and pay a visit." call!"

Mingyan curled her lips when she heard this, and said, "Master, how do you know it's a girl, not a son?"

Jia Baoyu patted the back of Mingyan's head with a wave of his hand, and said, "How could such a spiritual sound be played by that foul-smelling man?"

After that, Jia Baoyu climbed up the stairs a few times, knocked on the door a few times, and said: "Jia Baoyu, I heard the elegant tone by chance, and asked to see you rashly, and please Haihan."

After Shui Rong left, Yucun was unavoidably disturbed. After reading a few volumes of scriptures, his mood finally calmed down. Hearing the rustling of bamboo leaves outside the building, his mind was far away, and he had the idea of ​​burning incense and playing the piano, but he did not expect to attract Jia Baoyu.Anyone who has seen the Dream of Red Mansions will know Jia Baoyu, and Yucun is no exception. Hearing Jia Baoyu's request to see him outside, he suddenly became curious and said, "Come in!"

Jia Baoyu was stunned for a moment when he heard the clear and clear voice, definitely not a woman's voice, and thought that a man who could play such qin music might not be able to do it, so he stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.

When Jia Baoyu entered the door, he saw a monk in plain clothes and white robes sitting in the hall, with a Yaoqin in front of him. Perhaps it was because of his white robes that he looked spotless, floating like clouds, and actually looked like Fang Ziqin. Clouds hang down from the nine heavens.

After Jia Baoyu looked at it, he smiled and said, "I have seen this master before!"

Yucun was amused when he heard the words, isn't that what the idiot said when he first met Lin Daiyu?Why did you tell him again?Could it be that Jia Baoyu always said this in his opening remarks when he met everyone?Said: "The poor monk has never seen this benefactor."

Then Jia Baoyu stared at Yucun again, until Mingyan couldn't see it, and secretly tugged at Yucun's sleeve, and then said: "I have never seen Master and I, but looking at Mianshan, I feel like It's an old acquaintance, maybe I have a destiny with the master in the previous life!"

Yucun was secretly amused when he heard the words, he didn't know other people's past life, but he remembered his own past life clearly, indeed there was no such person as Jia Baoyu, so he just shook his head lightly, got up and poured tea for Jia Baoyu.

Jia Baoyu put the teacup under his nose to smell it, a burst of tea fragrance mixed with bamboo leaves came to his face, took another sip, and sighed: "Only someone like the master can make such good tea!"

Yucun smiled and said: "As long as there is a heart, anyone can make good tea."

When Jia Baoyu heard the words, he was thoughtful and asked again: "I tasted that this tea has the fragrance of bamboo leaves. I don't know if it is picked from this bamboo forest?"

Yucun smiled when he heard the words, and said, "This water is exactly what was melted by the first snow in the bamboo forest last year."

After sitting for a long while, Mingyan saw that Jia Baoyu had no intention of leaving, and was afraid that Jia's mother would not be able to find anyone to get angry. Jia Baoyu was Jia's mother's favorite treasure, so naturally it would not matter, but Mingyan had to watch her skin carefully.