Coming out of the branch office and walking on the street, Li Xiaoniang still couldn't believe it, and said weakly to Fan Hongdao: "Are we really going to the temple to offer incense?" Fan Hongdao replied with certainty: "That's right, it's over Xishan now!"

The forest in the west mountain of Jingshi is dense, there are many Zen temples built since ancient times, it is a small Buddhist resort, and there are many pilgrims, but it is not a short distance from the south city outside Chongwen Gate. Little Lady Li asked hesitantly: "It's a little late now, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back today." ”

Fan Hongdao said indifferently: "If you can't come back, you can't come back! We don't just go to incense, but we also have to live in the temple for ten days and a half months!"

The two of them went west, and when they passed by the intersection of Chongwenmen Street, Fan Hongdao suddenly stood outside the Yang family's silk shop and shouted: "You surnamed Wang come out!" Not long after, he saw the shopkeeper Wang standing in the door with his head shrunk, and asked with a very weak heart: "What does Mr. Fan have to do?"

I can't help but feel that the shopkeeper Wang is not weak-hearted, yesterday he asked Fan Hongdao to go to the banquet, and sold Fan Hongdao to Miss Zhang's family, the ghost knows what tricks Fan Hongdao, who is very vindictive, will play. Anyway, the shopkeeper Wang made up his mind, if he couldn't bear it, he would hug Fan Hongdao's leg on the street, he didn't believe that Fan Hongdao was a dignified scholar who could pull down his face and stand this.

Fan Hongdao stretched out his hand and slapped it and shook it: "I didn't bring any money when I came out in a hurry, so I asked your store to borrow some silver!

The shopkeeper Wang was overjoyed when he heard this, and the problems that could be solved with money were not a problem! Randomly, he had a little headache, fifty taels was really a bit too much, you know, the monthly salary of the average employee in Beijing was only one or two taels. After thinking about it, the shopkeeper Wang asked worriedly, "Is it okay for ten taels?"

Fan Hongdao was slightly surprised, he only wanted to borrow five taels, how could the shopkeeper Wang take the initiative to add money? Hurriedly nodded and said: "Yes, take it out, I'll take it and leave!"

Although the temple should theoretically be a place of Buddhism, it is not in vain to go to the temple to live for ten days and a half months. Just now, Fan Hongdao remembered that he didn't have any money with him, and he didn't want to go back and bump into Lord Zhu, so he asked the shopkeeper Wang to borrow silver.

With money in his pocket, Fan Hongdao shouted a sedan chair on the side of the road. He said that he went to Xishan to live for ten days and a half months, not as a joke, but to avoid the recent whirlpools. The problem of the Ministry of Rites is one, and Miss Zhang and Lord Zhu are another.

Gossip is not mentioned, but it is said that Fan Hong said out of Fuchengmen, the more west the terrain is getting higher, the mountains and forests are gradually denser, not to mention the scattered temples can almost be seen every three or five times, it is said that there are hundreds of temples in the entire Xishan area.

These temples were not only used for the incense offerings and prayers of the nobles and peddlers, but also provided rooms as guest houses for scholars from other places to borrow. In these years, it is very common and fashionable for scholars to borrow temples, which are more aesthetically in line with the tastes of some scholars who pursue elegance and quietness than market inns, and the price is cheaper.

Fan Hongdao is not an old pilgrim, there is no fixed goal, he randomly picked a large temple with a relatively magnificent scale, stood under the mountain gate and looked up at the plaque, and wrote three big characters of Guangsi.

When an experienced monk saw Fan Hongdao, he immediately made a judgment that this person must be a scholar from other places who wanted to borrow a place to live in the temple. Such things are very common, Faguang Temple occupies a large area, and now there are more than a dozen people from other places living there. Moreover, this person is magnificent, and he should be a noble person or a cow man, and the temple welcomes such a guest the most.

It's just that what makes the monk scratch his head is that this young scholar seems to be very lustful, and he even has a bewitching maid when he goes out, which is a little out of harmony with the monk's temple. However, there is no reason for the door-to-door "business" to be launched, and it is easy to choose a remote place in the outer courtyard to arrange, as long as you don't meet with the monks in the temple.

Fan Hongdao originally planned to live in the Xishan Temple to hide and be clean, so he naturally had no opinion on this arrangement, and it was up to him to make up for the monks' brains.

After donating one or two silver incense money, Fan Hongdao took Little Lady Li to live in the west wing of the outermost courtyard. In and out, you can see a lot of scholars who are also scholars, but there is no one like Fan Hongdao who swaggers with a bewitching maid.

In this way, Fan Hongdao lived here and did not return to the yamen, which really made him feel the tranquility that he had not seen for a long time, and he had a great feeling of being away from the chaos of mundane affairs and being detached from the world. Wandering around the mountain scenery, chatting with the surrounding readers, and occasionally going into the city to go to the inner study hall to take classes, it can be called a leisurely - the distance from here in the west mountain to the inner study hall is not farther than the south city, and it does not affect him to teach.

The relationship between the temple and the eunuchs in the palace is also very close, occasionally there are little eunuchs out of the palace to Xishan to do business, I heard that Fan Hongdao lives in Faguang Temple, will also pass by to visit. Let the monks and other scholars be uncertain, and they don't know what kind of depth Fan Hongdao is. Fan Hongdao only smiled and did not speak, hiding his merit and fame.

After a few days like this, no one from the yamen came to Fan Hongdao, probably the eldest prince of Tangzun Shen finally had a sense of pleasure to stand back in the center of the stage, and for the time being, he didn't want Fan Hongdao to go back to steal the limelight. And Fan Hongdao didn't inquire about the affairs of the imperial court and the yamen, so he treated everything as if it had nothing to do with him.

Until this day, Fan Hongdao came out of the guest room for a walk, and when he left the courtyard, he saw people neighing in the direction of the gate, which seemed to be very lively. Walking closer, Fan Hongdao saw that he didn't know which rich and noble family was traveling.

As for their appearance here, it is also very understandable, a temple as big as Faguang Temple, of course, there will be some close connections with rich and noble families, and today it may be that the big and small people of the master's family have collectively come out to make incense and make wishes.

There was nothing to see in this bustle, Fan Hongdao was about to bypass the crowd and walk out of the mountain gate. Suddenly, the monk trotted over panting, stopped Fan Hongdao, folded his hands and saluted: "There is a difficult matter, I want to entrust Fan Shizhu." ”

Fan Hongdao pursed his lips and said, "Since you also know that it is difficult, then you don't have to speak!

The monk didn't think that he would get such an answer, and he was suddenly choked and speechless. Fan Hongdao can also guess that what the monk asks for must have something to do with this rich and noble family, and the eight achievements are to catch up with the nobles, but what does Fan Hongdao have to do with him?

If you don't agree with each other, the monk is really embarrassed, and the young man in front of him doesn't seem to be a good person to mess with, so he has to talk back.

Fan Hongdao came back after a circle outside, and the crowd had dispersed here at the mountain gate, and there was a special place for cars and horses to be parked. Fan Hongdao was not interested in entering the main hall to watch the rich and noble people play tricks, and he wanted to go back to the side courtyard where he lived.

But he was stopped at the gate of the courtyard, Fan Hongdao took a closer look, and it was actually someone he knew, obviously the other party also recognized him, and said in unison: "It's you!"

Fan Hongdao frowned, this person in front of him is also an old acquaintance, Zheng Zhaoyi, the steward of Zheng Guo's uncle's family, who had dealt with him several times last year, and he had the upper hand. I didn't expect to meet here today, it can be called a narrow road.

What kind of shit luck is this, you can't be quiet when you hide in the temple!Fan Hongdao scolded secretly.