Thousand Faces Buddha Physician

章节字数：2116更新时间：11-03-1208:12

How much looking back in the previous life, in exchange for walking together in this life?

Chan Chan gold dress, slim white jade skin.

There is a chrysanthemum garden in the east of Fengcheng, which is specially for rich and elegant scholars to appreciate chrysanthemums and drink tea.Hundreds of chrysanthemums are blooming in the garden, and the golden buds hold the branches. Even in the frost season, it still attracts colorful butterflies and bees.

The only one lying in Wuwei's arms, quietly closing his eyes and meditating, the sound of the carriage's rolling and rolling sounds a little hypnotic, and all the feelings seem to become far away, giving people the illusion that they can just go to the end of time.

But at the end of the road, the carriage stopped steadily, Wuwei took out a thin mask from the cabinet embedded in the wall of the carriage, and slowly put it on for Wei Wei, and suddenly, a beautiful face appeared.

The only one followed Wuwei into the chrysanthemum garden, and when he saw the garden was in full bloom, he knew why Wuwei brought himself here to breathe.

Green peonies with layers of petals, slender and pure white curtains of ten feet long, black and red ink lotus... either graceful and gorgeous, or clear and elegant, winding around the path, entwined with flowing water, the garden is full of scenery, one flower and one tree decoration They are all ingenious, which makes people feel relaxed and happy at a glance.

The two of them were walking on the path, the sky was like a wipe, and the autumn sun shone warmly on them. From a distance, the picture of the two standing together was like a dream, like a match made in heaven.

"What a pair of lovers!"

Wei Yi and Wu Wei were admiring a tree of Three Scholars, when they heard admiration, they turned to look at the person who came.A total of four people came, the leader was dressed in fancy clothes, with an ordinary appearance, he was Feng Zifu, the second son of Fengcheng City Lord's Mansion, and beside him was a stunning man with the appearance of a weak willow, and the two behind him were one tall and one tall. Short, Wuwei has met him a few times, they are all guests of Feng Zifu's house.

"Second Young Master." Wuwei greeted lightly, and he came here today at the invitation of this person, so Wuwei was not surprised to meet this person.

"This is?" Feng Zifu sized up the man beside Lin Rian, his black hair was like ink and his white clothes were as snowy as snow, his eyes were bright and his teeth were bright. Although he couldn't compare with the beauty of Lou Xue he brought, he had a different style.

"This is my new concubine, light-colored."

"Second Young Master." The only voice that greeted him was a poetic and songlike voice, as if the breeze with the fragrance of flowers was blowing into people's hearts, shaking people's minds, and then indulging in the sounds of the sky.

The greed in Feng Zifu's eyes flashed away, but Wuwei's eyes did not escape, the wolf's eyes flashed fiercely, daring to covet the partner of the wolf king!kill!

"Light color, the light color is newly dyed by Gong Luo, and after the sun is shining, the tailor pays attention to it. Good name, good name! Hahaha."

"Thank you for the compliment." Wei Wei slightly lowered his eyes, and gently scratched Wuwei's palm with his index finger. How could he not feel Wuwei's displeasure, but he can't touch this person yet.

After a few people greeted each other, they admired the chrysanthemums and talked about the world.

The second son, Feng Zifu, is not outstanding in appearance, but he likes to smile very much. The only first impression he had of him was that he smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, but soon he changed his view of the second son.

Feng Zifu has a wide range of knowledge, astronomy, geography, poetry and miscellaneous studies, and he can talk freely, but it is too much. The only way to laugh is to look at the people around the second young master. They are obviously in great pain, but they still force themselves to laugh and praise the young master. He is better than Cao Zijian in writing, and better than Wu Zixu in erudition.

Wuwei's thumb unconsciously rubbed the back of Wei Wei's hand, Wei Wei turned his head, saw that his mouth was tightly pursed, knew that his patience was about to run out, and when he rolled his eyes, he had an idea.

"Ouch—"

"What's the matter?" "What's the matter?"

Wei Wei bent down and grabbed his ankle, looked at Wu Wei aggrievedly, his voice was trembling, as if in great pain: "I, I sprained my ankle."

"Why are you so careless?" Wuwei bent down in a hurry, trying to take off his shoes to check the injury, but was stopped by Wei Wei shouting pain.

"Second Young Master, I'll take the light color to see the doctor, and I'll see you at the chrysanthemum feast." After saying that, without waiting for everyone's reaction, he picked up Wei Yi and quickly disappeared deep in the flower path.

"This guy is so ungrateful! Second son, he usually looks down on us, but today he doesn't even look down on you. If he gets reused in the future, he will get carried away and think of himself!" The tall guest was angrily. I can't get used to that Lin Rian anymore, relying on some money, I don't pay attention to the overtures of their guests.

"Yes, Second Young Master, this kind of person has money but no brains, and he is most afraid of ruining the important affairs of Young Master." Another short man nodded in agreement.

"Hmph." Feng Zifu looked at the direction in which the two disappeared, and snorted disdainfully, "It's just a businessman covered in copper stink, once my son's big business is completed, he is useless."

Besides, after a few people couldn't see, Weiyi jumped to the ground neatly, smiling and holding Wuwei's hand, as if he was half twisted.

The two had a good time swimming in the sea of ​​flowers, and they didn't come to the Chrysanthemum Building until before the chrysanthemum banquet started. The Chrysanthemum Building has three floors, the hall on the first floor, the private rooms on the second floor, and the third floor is hollowed out like a gazebo, which is specially used for holding the chrysanthemum banquet.

On the third floor, the only one who knows is that there is no most luxury, only more luxury.

An oval-shaped double-ring pool was built in the center of the third floor. The inner wall of the pool was ten feet long and seven to eight feet wide, with a circular water flow in the middle, and a white jade ring table outside.There are all kinds of beautiful chrysanthemums floating on the water in the pool, among which there are five giant chrysanthemums, and on each chrysanthemum is a beautiful and enchanting dancer sitting quietly in a provocative posture. All the guests sit around the pool, and the one sitting in the front is The young master of Fengcheng, Feng Zijue, sat Feng Zifu on his right, and on his left was Situ Fengliu, the only person he knew.

When Feng Zijue signaled the start of the banquet, accompanied by the melodious sound of silk and bamboo, the dancers on the chrysanthemums danced lightly, with their water sleeves swirling and dancing like clouds blooming, and the petals were flying, and it immediately rained flowers.A series of delicacies made of chrysanthemums are placed on trays as light as duckweed. Due to a slight height difference, after being served at the front, they will float down the water at both ends. Every adult is standing next to a maid, holding Ivory chopsticks, for them to sandwich the dishes in the water tray into the bowls of the adults.

Watching the chrysanthemum dancing in the water, tasting the delicious chrysanthemum dishes, tasting the mellow chrysanthemum wine, enjoying such enjoyment, will teach people in the sky and the world not to know when it is.