Yunshenghua

In Bo's mansion, which has been a doctor for generations, the sound of a woman crying and mourning can be heard through the wall. The monk who came to the mansion to pick up a baby in the arms of a maid, made the baby in his arms cry loudly because of the strangeness.

The master didn't show up, but the monk took the baby and turned to leave. The figure staggered, forever imprinted in the eyes of a certain child, and he couldn't let it go.

White silk, black forging, standing on both sides of the mourning hall were familiar faces from the house, the nanny cried hoarsely, and for some reason, she gradually died down.

"The eldest lady and the second young master haven't come back yet?" It was Pu Yulin, the most prestigious third lady in the mansion who spoke. Although she was wearing mourning clothes, her posture was still charming and enchanting.

"Back to the third madam," the steward acted like a dog, groveling beside the proud her, "The eldest miss told the servants to say that it's not convenient to come back, and the second young master will definitely come back."

"You mean it?" Pu Yulin's thoughts were extraordinary. If he couldn't see it with his own eyes, most people would not believe what others said or did. "Or did you mean it?"

"Don't dare," the steward didn't dare to offend the celebrities around the master.

"Hmph," Pu Yulin didn't want to participate in such a boring funeral, "Is there no one who tells the truth in this mansion?" Seeing the child hiding behind the pillar, "Yun Sheng," told him to come over, "how old are you?" Are you still afraid of life?"

"Mother," Bo Yunsheng held his mother's hand, "Where is my brother going?" He looked at the monk's back as he went away.

"Don't ask," Pu Yulin wanted to leave, picked up the baby, and walked elsewhere, "Look, my baby is a beauty." From the eyebrows to the outline of the face, everything follows her appearance, " What is that woman? When she dies, she dies. There is nothing to cry about." Impatient with the whining of the past few days, "It made me dress like this."

"Mother," Bo Yunsheng leaned on her shoulder and asked softly, "Xianyi, aren't you coming back?"

"My mother was killed by him, so keeping him in the mansion, wouldn't it be harming others?" Pu Yulin was never afraid of offending people when he spoke, "Yun Sheng, from now on, forget that there is such a person in the mansion, and make peace with him." Your father studies medicine, and when he succeeds in his studies, the expert will rely on you in the future." Speaking of this, he couldn't help laughing wildly, "Hehehe, I gave birth to a smart son, hehe..."

"Then, he's going to become a monk...to become a monk..." The young Bo Yunsheng didn't understand what his mother was happy about, "Will he not be part of my family in the future?"

"No," Pu Yulin put away his smile, "Yunsheng, you are my mother's good boy, remember, only your own mother is the most trustworthy person you have."

The young and ignorant Bo Yun said "Oh," and then fell silent.

In the eyes of children, parents are heaven and earth. With them, they will be safe and have a family. However, the love of parents is not unconditional. As the saying goes, people do not kill themselves.

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Many years later, in the bamboo forest in the green field, there is a temple called Fox Cloud Temple. This is the only temple of the Fox tribe where monks live. The new abbot is just like the old abbot who passed away.

"Xianyi!" the abbot called to stop the little monk who had rushed out of the house early in the morning and was still hurriedly getting dressed, "slow down."

"No, brother is waiting for me outside." Bo Xianyi was so anxious that he didn't have time to put on his shoes, so he just put on his clothes and held the shoes in one hand, like a beggar on the street, "Master, I will be back soon!"

The abbot saw that the child Le became a lunatic and ran down the mountain insanely, "Amitabha," he shook his head helplessly.

Although the mountains are overgrown with weeds and the stone roads become ladders, they cannot hinder the kind-hearted people who come here to do good deeds, meditate, and eat fast.Whenever Bo Xianyi goes down the mountain and meets people going up the mountain, Amitabha will obediently make way for the people coming first.

"What's going on today?" Bo Xianyi walked down the mountain to the mountainside and waited for others, and met several benefactors who went up the mountain to pray for gods and worship Buddha, "There are a lot of people today." Among them was a gorgeously dressed woman with an enchanting face, "Women in the world come to the temple, Could it be that you want to become a monk?" Thinking of the nunnery on the other side of the mountain, "Amitabha, if the current benefactor is unhappy, he can't think about it. I'm so exhausted. The ordained monks are so exhausted." While talking, suddenly floated from a distance There was a strong smell of vegetables, and I poked my head over, "Brother!" It was the person I was waiting for, "Brother!" He happily stepped forward to greet him, without the appearance of a monk.

The person who came was his good brother Bo Yunsheng, who was also the fourth young master of the Bo family. "I'm late." Seeing him smiling brightly, "Go inside and talk."

"Okay," Bo Xianyi and he walked into the nearby woods, and sat down on a good place to rest.

"I'll leave you a leg for roast duck today," Bo Yunsheng opened the bamboo basket, took out the wooden box inside, and handed it to him.

When Bo Xianyi opened the wooden box, the aroma of the food inside became stronger and stronger, "It smells so good!" He couldn't help but grabbed the meat and opened his mouth to eat it.

"Eat slowly," Boyun said for fear that he would choke, "don't worry." Seeing that others are tall and big, sitting down, they are half as strong as themselves and a head taller. "Next time, I will bring more," eat seems to be not enough.

"It's delicious," Bo Xianyi ate until his mouth was full of oil.

"A few days ago, my second brother and I went to other places, and we didn't come to see you for several days, and we didn't tell you in advance," Bo Yunsheng explained, hoping that he would not blame himself, "It's my brother's fault."

"It's okay, I'm not stupid, I'll go back when I don't see you for a while," Bo Xianyi didn't care about his sloppy, as long as he could appear again, stand in front of him and talk, "It won't be long I don’t see you anymore, I’m really worried about whether my brother is all right outside.”

"Are you really going back after waiting for me?" Bo Yunsheng didn't believe it.

"Well..." Bo Xianyi actually didn't tell the truth, and then he thought about it, "I'm afraid that the abbot will punish..." He thought that he could get away with it, but he rolled his eyes, "Actually, I have been waiting for a long time, and I didn't see you coming, brother , I went to my elder brother's house on purpose, "Sneaking down the mountain to the city, I didn't think about anything, I didn't do anything, I just went home.

Bo Yunsheng breathed out, "Nurse told me," stroking his little bald head, "It's so cute," he felt sorry for his kindness, "Brother promises, next time I go out on a long trip, I will tell you in advance," so A good boy was sent to the monastery to become a monk, "no matter when."

"No need," Bo Xianyi knew that he had a lot of things to do, "brother, you don't have to come to see me every day." It's not good to say something against your will, but don't say that, maybe you will become a burden for him, "I There are still friends in the temple."

"It's not your fault," Boyunsheng said, reluctant to part with his kindness, so pitiful.

"Brother," Bo Xianyi looked at him, only to realize that his pretty willow-leaf eyebrows were frowned, "I'm studying martial arts and calligraphy in the temple for the purpose of strengthening my body, not thinking about my mistakes behind closed doors," he asked him to rest assured , "The abbot is very kind and treats me like a son."

Bo Yunsheng nodded, "Did you read the prescription scroll that brother gave you last time?"

"It's almost finished." Bo Xianyi read and wrote in the temple, just like a child living in the city. Back into the basket, "Why don't you ask me brother, I will remember it all."

"Okay," Bo Yunsheng saw that he was so confident, so he asked him a few words to frustrate his spirit, but in the end, he underestimated his ability.

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