The Seven Heroes and Five Righteousness of Crossing

When I returned to the couple garden, it was midday.Yuan Cuixiao suddenly remembered that there was still one thing to do, so she stepped into the study room, took out the mantra she had copied all day, and walked out of the garden.

Xia Chan saw her, hurriedly took three steps and made two steps, caught up with her and asked, "Where are you going, little lady?"

"Look, you're nervous." Yuan Cuixiao raised the stack of papers in his hand, "Did you see that? Namo Amitabha Ye. I'll send it to the Buddhist hall to be burnt. Only by removing karmic obstacles can I be reborn."

Xia Chan stretched out her hand to take it: "Let the maid accompany you."

Yuan Cuixiao raised her hand and said, "What are you going to do? It's smoky. Isn't there just a dumb monk in there? Are you still worried that I won't be able to tell his fortune with him?" Speaking of this, she couldn't help laughing up.

Xia Chan was stunned, and then said: "That's all right. The servant girl went to the dining room to get some food."

Yuan Cuixiao walked all the way, thinking all the way: Yan Chasan is a Beijing official, how could he be sent to Xiangyang?Bai Wu is his adopted brother, so it's not surprising that he accompanied him.But the bamboo spirit didn't stay in Kaifeng mansion, and acted as his master book, why did he come with him?It is said that there is no feast that never ends, could it be that even the famous black and white couples in Biandu have also disbanded... The figures of Zhan Zhao, Ouyang Chun, Zhi Hua, Ai Hu and other heroes of the rivers and lakes flashed one by one in my mind, and finally froze in a blurred place. back.That person was lonely, walking away, waving at her from afar, as if saying: I will forget you...

Yuan Cuixiao broke out in a cold sweat, approaching the small courtyard where the Buddhist hall is located.Just as he was about to turn around and knock on the door, he could vaguely hear the sound of arguing from inside the wall.Alas?She secretly wondered: the last time I came with Chunliu, the old monk I met was not dumb?He put his ear against the outer wall and listened carefully.

A male voice whose voice was still changing said: "Master, this apprentice really didn't slack off. I cleaned this courtyard early in the morning."

"You wretch, don't argue with your master here." A slightly hoarse old voice sounded, and Xu Xu complained, "There are fallen leaves all over the ground, which is also called sweeping? There are also incense ash in the incense burner, accumulated It’s almost overflowing, and if you don’t tell me as a teacher, you don’t know how to pour it out.”

Hearing the sound clearly, Yuan Cuixiao's head exploded with a "buzz", she leaned her back against the wall to stabilize her body, looked around, but no one passed by.

I only heard that little apprentice said again: "Is it autumn? No matter how much I sweep, I can't stop the leaves from falling from the trees."

The old monk's voice became angry: "You still keep saying that you are not lazy. You have been standing and talking to your master for a long time. If you have this skill, you will have finished sweeping!"

"Okay, okay. Apprentice will go in a while." The apprentice responded, "But I have to wait until I finish this bowl of lunch."

The old monk's tone softened a little: "Go to the dining room for the teacher, you take care of it carefully."

The little disciple "puchi" laughed and said, "Master, if you steal chicken legs every day, aren't you afraid of being caught by Guanshi Zhang and the others?"

"Bah!" The old monk spat, "Even if the lightness kung fu of being a master is comparable to that of a dead ghost flower, it is still comparable. The cooks in the dining room can't even touch the hem of my master's clothes."

The gate of the courtyard opened with a "squeak", and an old and skinny monk stepped out of it, and he was indeed heading towards the dining room.

Well, you are a bald old bastard, and you actually shrank here and pretended to be deaf and dumb. You have never seen you when you bully us... Recalling that the Great Buddha Temple believed in people's words, left a few words hastily, and then went with the two elder brothers who gave their lives to help After breaking the past, Yuan Cuixiao regretted everything in her heart.And Juecheng, that innocent and lively little novice, must have been coerced to lure her to Zhongtong's room.Since I have been taken captive, if I keep Juecheng, it is inevitable that the two elder brothers who came here will not see through.Oops, has this child already... Yuan Cuixiao's hand holding the Rebirth Mantra couldn't help trembling.

Holding her breath for a while, she opened the door and entered the Buddhist hall, asked the monk for a brazier, and burned the three hundred copies of the mantra page by page.Just as she was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly remembered that she was the adopted daughter of Zhao Jue. When she arrived at the Buddhist hall, it was really unreasonable not to pay homage to her nominal mother-in-law, so she asked the little monk to bring three incense sticks and came Before Yuan's spirit.Kneeling on the futon, clapping his hands together and praying, he seemed to understand why Yiren passed away so early: two sons died in a foreign country, and the husband was busy rebelling all day long, even if he was clothed in fine clothes and fine food, he might have no interest in life...

Stepping out of the Buddhist hall with a heavy heart, unexpectedly ran into Zhongtong who had stolen food and returned home.When he joined his hands together to salute, Yuan Cuixiao finally got a clear view of his appearance, with a shriveled figure and a haggard face, and he added that hoarse voice like a saw, and couldn't help but feel hairy in his heart.She hurried back to the couple's garden, thinking to herself that at the Great Buddha Temple that day, she must have been knocked unconscious by him first, or carried or hugged into the carriage, and then bumped all the way to Xiangyang.I have been unconscious for a few days, and I don't know how much I have been taken advantage of by this old bald donkey... The more I think about it, the worse I feel, and the faster my feet move. crashed into the study. With two "bang bangs", he closed the door vigorously, leaned against the door frame, closed his eyes for a while, and then slowly opened them.

Suddenly, he saw a person standing under the window, looking at her with embarrassment.Yuan Cuixiao was so embarrassed, she jumped a step with her arms outstretched: "Master?!"

"You..." Shen Zhongyuan said nervously, "What's the matter? It seems like you're being hunted down."

Yuan Cuixiao walked over to close the window, and said worriedly: "I just saw someone."

Shen Zhongyuan hurriedly asked, "Who is it?"

"That old bald man in the Buddhist hall..." Yuan Cuixiao glanced at little Zhuge, and hurriedly changed his words, "Old monk, master, do you know his origin?"

"Him?" Shen Zhongyuan's face softened, "The common name was Zhang Hua in the past, and people in the Jianghu called it sick Tai Sui. Many years ago, he fell into the hands of the Northern Xia Ouyang Chun and broke his weapon. Since then, he has escaped into Buddhism. Now he is called Huiming. As for what?" I don't know exactly where I entered the palace." After a pause, he looked at her inquiringly and said, "Could it be that the little lady has seen him before?"

"Master is really accurate." Yuan Cuixiao showed admiration, "He is the one who took me here."

Shen Zhongyuan was taken aback, and immediately felt puzzled: "Are you sure? The prince is very thoughtful. It is said that he has accepted you as a righteous daughter. He should not leave Zhang Hua in the Buddhist hall where you often go."

"Undoubtedly." Yuan Cuixiao nodded and said, "The poison of my ice toad was not cured back then, so I couldn't see anything, but I couldn't hear my voice wrong. Before he saw me, he pretended to be dumb. It's a coincidence that he broke through it today. .”

Shen Zhongyuan felt quite uncomfortable: how much hardship this girl has endured, and now she talks about it like someone who has nothing to do...

Seeing that his expression was different, Yuan Cuixiao hurriedly said with concern: "Your complexion is a little bad, but you are not feeling well?"

"It's not uncomfortable to be a teacher." Shen Zhongyuan waved his hand and asked again, "Does Zhang Hua know that you have seen through his identity?"

Yuan Cuixiao turned her head to think for a while, and answered definitely: "Probably not."

Shen Zhongyuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't be afraid, then nothing will happen."

Yuan Cuixiao looked at him, and suddenly "giggled" and laughed: "Unexpectedly, Master still cares about me."

Shen Zhongyuan looked elsewhere, and said unnaturally: "Is there?"

Yuan Cuixiao leaned closer with her hips on her hips, and asked ferociously, "Why did you leave me in Tongxing Building and run away alone?! Hmm?"

This girl really turned her face faster than turning a book... Shen Zhongyuan smiled wryly and said, "Rushing against an imperial envoy is a serious crime. I'm rushing to rescue you."

"It sounds like I still want to thank you." Yuan Cuixiao stared unconvinced, "How do you know they are imperial envoys?"

Shen Zhongyuan said to her and listened: "I was halfway to the Lion Bridge, and Bai Wuxia, who went up to the empty island, was carrying a cart of luggage to the road of the official office. He is the guard of the official family, if it is not the emperor's imperial envoy , who can bother him to escort him to his post. When I turn back to Tongxing Building, I will see you...see you—" "Hang, huh", Shen Zhongyuan coughed suddenly and his face turned red.

Yuan Cuixiao asked calmly, "What's wrong with me?"

Shen Zhongyuan pressed his temples, and then said: "You are drawing lots in the pavilion, and the person sitting outside is Bai Wuxia's brother-in-law Yan Chasan. As the head of the Privy Council, if he loses his official position, It's time to go back to Wujin, his hometown. Now that he has arrived in Xiangyang, he must have been ordered by the emperor, and the White Five Heroes also came with him."

Yuan Cuixiao let out an "Oh" and clapped her hands in praise: "People say names can be wrong, but nicknames can never be wrong. It's true."

Shen Zhongyuan smiled shyly: "I also heard this sentence from a friend."

Yuan Cuixiao was stunned and asked, "Who is that friend of yours?"

Shen Zhongyuan looked quite proud: "Ding Zhaohui, the Second Hero of Mohua Village."

It really was said by one person... Yuan Cuixiao fell into deep thought: Brother Mouse is well, how about you?How is it going...

Shen Zhongyuan saw her ecstasy, and asked, "Could it be that you know her too?"

Yuan Cuixiao came back to her senses, and blurted out her denial: "No. How come..." Haha, pretending to be nonchalant, "Master, did you buy the 'Carved Flower Honey Fried' from Old Sun's family?"

After making a fuss for a long time, and still thinking about food, this girl's heart is getting wider... Shen Zhongyuan shook his head helplessly, took out a tissue paper seal from the bottom of his sleeve, Yuan Cuixiao snatched it, weighed it, curled his lips and said: " Very little." Reluctantly tugging at his other sleeve, he touched it and said, "Why does it look like there's something hidden in it?"

Shen Zhongyuan was so embarrassed that he stepped back again and again: "It's really not for food. If you don't let go, as a teacher, you have to—"

Yuan Cuixiao cut off his words: "But you're going to shout? Do you dare to shout?"

Shen Zhongyuan wanted to cry without tears: "Grandma, can I make it work for you?"

"No need!" Yuan Cuixiao pinched the middle item and pulled it out. It was a small and fine white porcelain bottle. When the cork was unscrewed, the contents inside were viscous like honey and smelled faintly. .She smacked her lips, "Have you had a drink?"

Shen Zhongyuan said anxiously: "You can't drink it! This is the cream for dispelling blood stasis."

"Uh." Yuan Cuixiao put on the cork and handed it to him, "Give it back to you."

Shen Zhongyuan didn't pick it up, his eyes quickly passed her fingers: "No need, just keep it."

Yuan Cuixiao said disapprovingly, "Why do I want this? I can't eat or drink."

Shen Zhongyuan was about to be made to cry stupidly by her, so he simply pulled out a hairpin from his bun, picked some ointment from the porcelain bottle, and said, "Put out your hand."

Yuan Cuixiao finally understood, and handed over a hand eagerly.

Shen Zhongyuan turned the hairpin upside down and stroked lightly on her palm, and said angrily, "Did you write with your left hand?"

Yuan Cuixiao smiled "hehe", quickly put on his right hand, and handed it over again.