The Buddha Temple is not pure

Ji Luo glanced ahead, it was getting late, in order to reassure her father and brother, she picked up her chopsticks and planned to perfunctory a few mouthfuls, but at this moment a servant rushed in recklessly.

"Master Jin, Master Jin, it's scary that the coffins of Hibiscus are piled up on the road. It was dark just now, and Mama Liu accidentally bumped into the coffin. She almost fainted from the fright, and she was rescued after being fed a heart-nourishing pill. How about we move it to a more obscure place?"

Ji Yuanjin looked back and asked, "Have you spent the money from the Xu family?"

"Sent."

"In that case, let's bury it overnight."

After hearing this, Ji Luo put down the bowls and chopsticks again: "Don't bury it! Let someone carry me to the room. Tomorrow I will personally send Fei Jin to Duan's residence. Whether they recognize this marriage or not, Fei Jin should accept it." She is the wife of Xie Chengxiu, the matchmaker, and we should not handle the funeral of the dead wife!" After saying that, he bowed and apologized, "Father, mother, brother, take it easy, I'll finish it."

Zi Kou followed behind and broke into a cold sweat: "Girl, how could you treat the second and third masters like that, they are all thinking of you."

"I know, I'm going too far. I'm making trouble for no reason, but..." She choked up again while speaking. She has always been impulsive, doesn't think much about the consequences, and can't think about the long-term. Not her anymore.

The next day, when it was daylight, Zi Kou woke her up with dark circles under her eyes: "Girl, get up and wash up, it's already a quarter to three."

Ji Luoyu turned over and said, "You woke up early."

"It's not so much that I woke up early, it's better to say that I didn't fall asleep at all. There is a coffin in the room, who can sleep at ease. Although it is true that there is a scarlet hibiscus inside, it is also very scary."

Ji Luoyu got up and rubbed his eyes: "Let's change clothes. By the way, open the coffin and give Feijin a little freshen up. I'm going to put makeup on her and put her in the coffin."

"Girl, you are really... bold!" Zi Kou's face was full of resistance, but after all, the girl is still extremely affectionate.

Today she decided to send Hibiscus to Duan's house, and she was determined, no one would persuade her, the servant hurriedly carried the coffin out of the door, thinking of putting it under the eaves to catch her breath, who knows how fast it can be in the blink of an eye, A warm sedan chair with thick woolen curtains blocked the door, what a big battle!Open the car curtain and there is a charcoal fire pot. The Mid-Autumn Festival has not yet arrived, so you are in a hurry to spend the winter?

Duan Fayang looked tough in the past, but for some reason, when he got off the sedan chair today, it was shaky, and people couldn't bear to see it. Xie Chengxiu followed behind with his tail between his legs, holding a well-prepared gift in his hand, and followed behind More than a dozen big red boxes inlaid with gold and jade, it doesn't look like an apology, but a beneficiary.

Even though Ji Luoyu didn't know what Xie Chengxiu looked like, he was the only one in the Duan family who wore such a gorgeous young man except Duan Shiqing, and she knew what Duan Shiqing looked like better than anyone else. The person in front of her must be Xie Chengxiu, that beast. The past seemed to contain a nail.

Xie Chengxiu glanced at Ji Luoyu, beautiful, so beautiful!But the look in her eyes made people feel like they were glowing, and she broke out in a cold sweat for no reason.

Duan Fayang was about to talk, but saw Ji Boqian come out, the two exchanged warm greetings, and brought him to the main hall while talking, Ji Luoyu didn't know what his father was up to, and didn't act rashly.

"Come here, let's have some tea." Ji Boqian said with a smile, "Boss Duan, long time no see, I have a lot of new gray hairs, why is the charcoal basin burned before winter comes?"

"I'm already half buried in the earth, but I don't have the blessing of the old man. I have both sons and daughters, each of whom can be independent. I have only one son, and only one nephew. In the future, I must open my eyes wide to find a gentle and virtuous man." I can rest assured that my daughter’s family is being assisted, otherwise, don’t say that I disagree, the prince will definitely not agree.”

Threat, absolute threat.

"Boss Duan was joking. Young Master Ling has already arranged for Mr. Zhu's daughter. The holy aunt is famous outside, so why not be able to assist Young Master Ling? As for nephew Xie, he has a noble status, and if he remarries, he will definitely find a suitable daughter from the royal family. "

Continuation?It doesn't make sense that he needs to admit Hibiscus as his dead wife!Xie Chengxiu panicked, looking at his uncle for help.

Duan Fayang didn't object either, he borrowed the donkey from the slope and said: "What Weng Lao said is very true, by the way, when I first came, I saw the girl at the door..." The old fox said so much, so it was intended for Ji Luo Yu, the wishful thinking is resounding, Duan Shiqing will marry the Zhu family, and Xie Chengxiu will marry the Ji family, so that his Duan family can walk sideways in the Eastern Capital.

There is another layer of meaning to such calculations. If the girl Fei Jin really became Xie Chengxiu's dead wife, wouldn't Ji Luoyu be equal to her own maid when she remarried?What's more, Xie Chengxiu is still a beast.

Ji Boqian saw it, how could he let him figure it out, and interrupted his words: "The coffin, right? The dog has already visited the house yesterday, so Boss Duan must know what it is."

"It's clear, I'm not old-fashioned yet, but if I come here today, does Mr. Weng know what's going on?"

Ji Boqian was about to speak out to stop him, but Duan Fayang got up and saluted, "Mr. Weng, our two families have become friends, so don't refuse. Today I bring this unworthy nephew here to ask for marriage. There is really nothing I can do. His heart It's better to make a daughter a long time, if you can't ask for it, you won't work hard on a girl, who knows that girl will make a mistake and kill herself in Duan's mansion. My Duan family is not unreasonable, we can treat that girl Responsible, I just ask Mrs. Weng to help my nephew, and in the future I will marry a daughter to the palace, and I will definitely not treat her badly, besides, they are both talented and beautiful, why should we as elders not do it?"

Duan Fayang deserves to be in business, he can easily turn black and white with one mouth, Xie Chengxiu himself was frightened, what does Ji Luoyu have to say for a long time?We met for the first time when we entered the door!Uncle is really clever, so thinking about it, it's not bad to embrace a beauty, even if he had to give that girl a title because of it, he still earned it.

Ji Boqian's displeasure was written all over his face, it was his heart, and just as he was about to refute, Ji Yuanjin came over: "I don't know that Duan Shibo and his father were talking, so he was abrupt, but just now when he was passing by, he heard someone say who Want to marry my younger sister?" After saying that, he glanced at Xie Chengxiu, "Could it be Brother Xie, then I can't afford to be my younger sister, she is not from a family, and secondly she is not gentle and virtuous, I am afraid that I will wrong Brother Xie. "

"Not wronged, not wronged." Xie Chengxiu almost burst into tears.

"Brother Xie, don't say it too early. My sister is not like an ordinary girl. She always likes to play with rouge and gouache, but it's not for her own makeup, but for the dead. Last night, the coffin of the girl Fei Jin stopped in her boudoir. , Brother Xie opened the coffin to see, the makeup on that girl's face is very exquisite, she has only this hobby, nothing else, you should take care of it."

Xie Chengxiu shuddered, his face was pale, he had seen Fei Jin's death before, it was too disgusting, how could Ji Luo's pre-planned beauty embryo have such a hobby?Thinking about it makes me sick.

The fourth master was smiling, and hurriedly walked in: "Who, who wants to marry my sister? Duan Shibo, you are too partial, but you watched me grow up, and now I don't have a wife, so you should worry about my sister first." "He sat down swaggeringly, and crossed his cynical legs, "There are so many sisters in the Duan family, how about Shibo randomly matching me with two? After I get married, it will be my sister's turn."

He was the first to blatantly swear at the street without using a single dirty word.

Duan Fayang's face was ashen, and he was about to teach a lesson, when a cold voice came: "Don't be presumptuous." The second master Qiao walked slowly in an indigo shirt, his eyes were like knives and arrows, and he did not hide it His sharp edge: "Duan Shibo, long time no see, don't come here without any problems."

He treats the other brothers as juniors, so he will teach them a lesson if he wants to, but Second Master Qiao holds the lifeline of the merchants, and his power will overwhelm his father. He really can't underestimate him: "How is nephew recently?"

"Thanks to Uncle Shi, it's very good. Just now I heard that brother Xie wants to marry my sister?"

"good."

"Then our two families will get closer. Since that's the case, I don't treat Uncle Shi as an outsider. I want to discuss business with Uncle Shi. This year's harvest is not very good. Scrophulariaceae, Astragalus, and Cangzhu are very popular. , there are not many cinnabar and dragon teeth, why don't we only get the goods from the Zhang family of Guide Mansion first, and we can discuss how much is left, what does Shibo think?"

This little bastard is going to cut off his supply!Duan Fayang was so angry that his hands trembled: "Nephew, business belongs to business, relatives belong to relatives, it won't be, it won't be..."

"That can't be done. The Duan family wants to marry my sister, so I must take special care of the Duan family."

"This matter is not urgent, we can discuss it in the long run." Duan Fayang raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I will propose a marriage when I come here today, if it is really inconvenient, we will not force it, right Old Man?" Compared with his sons, Ji Boqian is easy to get along with.

"Boss Duan, don't mind. These dogs are usually spoiled by me, and they talk indiscriminately. Don't bother with them. By the way, what will Boss Duan plan to do with the affairs of Girl Feijin?" Ji Boqian laughed secretly, no He took a sip of tea hurriedly.

"Well, it's really embarrassing to say that the tablet should be sent to the Xie Family Ancestral Hall."

"I know it's difficult for Shibo." While speaking, Ji Luoyu walked in. She listened outside for a while, and Third Master Zhuo persuaded her a lot, and she finally decided to compromise, "Why don't you send Feijin's memorial tablet to Xie's ancestral hall?" , how about carrying eight big sedan chairs to welcome Fei Jin through the door, and choose one of the two, what does Shi Bo think?"

The more Duan Fayang thought about it, the more wrong he became: "But everyone is dead, how can you bring a big sedan chair and marry in?"

"Is it difficult to carry the palanquin like a person is alive, and carry the coffin after death?"

Treat white affairs as red affairs, not to mention that Duan Fayang has never heard of it, even Ji Boqian heard it for the first time, this girl has been weird since she was a child, and he is no stranger to it.

Xie Chengxiu turned his head. Anyway, he doesn't need to have sex with the dead. It's just a marriage. It's acceptable, but there seems to be something wrong: "Girl, it's easy for you to say, when you get married, do you play funeral or joy? Satin or red silk?"

"Of course it's the funeral music and the white satin. Everyone is dead, and you still want to be happy! Afterwards, the Duan family will also handle the funeral and burial of Fei Jin, how about it?"

Duan Fayang sighed three times and had no choice but to agree.

So early in the morning, it was the betrothal gift that was sent to the Ji family's mansion, but it was the dead wife who they took back.Good things take time, this kind of embarrassing thing doesn't need to be known all over the city, it is better to hit the sun than to choose a day, it will be done today, and it can't wait for the future.

Duan Fayang arranged it himself, invited funeral ceremonies and music, but followed the rules of wedding etiquette and customs, which aroused a lot of discussion wherever he went, a new event that is rare in the Eastern Capital City in a hundred years.

"I heard that girl died very badly."

"So what if you died miserably? Being able to marry into the Duan family is considered a blessing in your previous life. If you are still alive, you will never end up like this."

"Do you want this blessing for you? Everyone is dead, so what's the point of having a grand wedding or funeral?"

Xie Chengxiu sat on the horse with his head lowered very low, it turned out that he also knew how to be ashamed.

It corresponds to the sentence written by Yue Weiyang: Yin and Yang don't care about whether there is love or not, and the funeral is to welcome the deceased wife.

The wind on the mountain swept the fallen leaves and beat them hard on the broken eaves and tiles, which made the roots of the ears extremely unclean. That autumn was not as noisy as it is now.

Yue Weiyang hid in Mengjue Temple with the book in her arms, there was already a figure at the stone table under the bodhi tree, meditating quietly.

"Master, Sao Yuxuan is too noisy, I'll come here to hide from you."

The monk is kind-hearted and kind-eyed. He is dressed in a magnolia-red rotten robe. The wind is blowing around him, but he is as motionless as a pine tree. Looking at his brows are clear, his lips are red and his teeth are white. The person in front of him is none other than Mengjuesi senior brother, Jing Huai.

It wasn't until Yue Weiyang sat down that he opened his eyes: "It's not that the wind is not calm, it's that your heart is not calm." The voice is like the ripples of a flat lake, soothing and soothing.

Can't read a single page of the book just opened, Yue Weiyang looked sideways: "Master, I haven't inscribed Xue'er's fate poem yet, I don't know how to write it, what should I do?"

"What you want to inscribe is not Xue Suilan's poem on fate, but Ji Luoyu's poem on fate."

"Is there a difference?"

"Have."

"In my opinion, there is no difference. Xue'er doesn't seem to have forgotten the past. She remembers what Yu Liuqing did, but she doesn't remember me."

"The reason why she remembers Yu Liuqing is because the mole on her shoulder has been enlightened by a golden pen since she was born."

"I understand the truth, but Yu Liuqing doesn't have the time to teach her."

Jing Huai shook his head: "It wasn't Yu Liuqing who enlightened her, but Lord Greedy Wolf. Do you still remember the golden edict that Yu Liuqing brought with her when she first came to Mengjue Temple?"

"That's just an edict against Tanlang, and I threw it to Lord Yawang to plug his teeth."

"That's not just the imperial edict of Lord Greedy Wolf. It contains Ji Luoyu's death sentence poem. Lord Greedy Wolf intends to enlighten Ji Luoyu, but ignores Yu Liuqing. He must have ulterior motives."

Yue Weiyang sneered: "What good intentions can he have? The left and right are just for Yu Liuqing's plan. It's easy to live a good life without knowing anything. Just according to the words of the fate poem, he obediently married Ji Luoyu and repaid the marriage for half a lifetime. Get the Tao again and ascend to the immortal." That's all, she came to her senses, "Master, did you just say that Ji Luoyu's poem of fate was hidden in the edict of the sinful wolf?"

"Yes."

"Then what to do? It's gone."

"His question is gone, you just write it again. Your ink pen is different from the ink pen of ordinary writers. Even if it is a fate-defining poem that was inscribed with a golden pen, you can erase the heavy questions."

"But, I don't know what to ask."

At this moment, Jing Huai could see that her mind was in a mess, but he didn't say anything, but Ci Ai smiled gently: "It's not difficult, you will naturally know how to write when the time comes."

Flowing clouds tore at the sunset in the sky, and the intoxicating rouge color faded away layer by layer, Yue Weiyang was fascinated by watching: "Master, can you lend me the memory that Xue'er wrote by herself back then?"

"It's not difficult to borrow from you, but after you take it away, don't come back to me again. When you were covered in bruises, holding a blood-stained memory record and begging me to help you save it, what kind of determination did you have at that time? regret?"

I don't regret that she can't answer, but if she really holds Xue Suilan's memory record in her hand, she is not sure whether she can bear it: "Then master, you can continue to help me keep it."

Jing Huai smiled: "I'm practicing purely now, so it's really not appropriate to ask too much about things down the mountain, but I want to hear a few words from you, just like telling a story."

"Okay, then I'll tell you a story... Duan Shiqing's "Autumn Bathing in the Temple Spring" was lost in the market, and under the pressure of public opinion, the Ji family was forced to agree to make peace with the Duan family."

For a long time, there was no words.

"End?"

"It's not over, I have fulfilled the marriage for half a lifetime. After paying off the debt, I will send him away immediately, so as not to be an eyesore in front of me!"

Jing Huai smiled and said nothing.

Duan Shiqing still doesn't know that his fate has been clearly arranged by others.

He hasn't been doing business since he was a child, and these days he doesn't know which tendons are wrong. He always likes to go to the garden to write and draw with his pen, ink, paper and inkstone. It's easy to see the young master working hard, and the people in the house rarely bother him. There was only a few words of discussion in private, but the word reached the ears of the third girl, Duan Linxiang. She had been recuperating in the boudoir for a long time, and she didn't want to see her younger brother improve for many days, so she said she would go and see.

The autumn-colored dress was still thin, and she wore a cloak of green water and lotus, and came over with lotus steps. She wanted to scare him quietly, but her body was not up to snuff, and the distance of more than ten steps couldn't hide it. Cough, her tuberculosis was brought from the mother's womb, it can't be cured, it can only be stabilized with medicine, so I often see her face pale, wronged by her pure and beautiful appearance.

"Third sister, don't hide."

She didn't dare to laugh out loud, for fear of bringing out her cough: "You don't even look back, how do you know it's me?"

"Third Sister always has a special smell, like the fragrance of medicine mixed with flowers and trees, refreshing, so I know it's you without looking back."

"When did you become so glib? It's just a sickness. What are you drawing here, the autumn bath in the temple spring?" She poked her head and saw a beautiful face on the rice paper. Yuan Qingqing still makes people unable to move their eyes away, but why doesn't this girl dress well?

"Who is this woman?"

"Third sister, don't ask who it is, just say that such a person allows me?"

Duan Linxiang frowned: "Don't be confused, Dad has already arranged for you to marry the Zhu family, besides, the holy aunt is a living Bodhisattva in the Eastern Capital, and she has saved many lives by her wonderful hand rejuvenation. Missing other women?"

"She's very nice, but I don't want it." Duan Shiqing's unruly eyes concealed some hostility, and Duan Linxiang didn't dare to say any more.

"As for my father, I will go and convince him myself."

"You can make up your own mind." After Duan Linxiang finished speaking, he left worriedly.

Duan Shiqing didn't pick up the brush until the footsteps gradually drifted away and there was no one around, dipped a little gold ink and dotted it on the shoulders of the person in the painting, which was more charming and could be called the finishing touch.