In the evening, the spring rain is still dripping, and there is no intention of stopping. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The weather at the beginning of May, although it did not have the chill that seemed to be carved into the bones of early spring, because of the rain, it also brought a slight dampness. The continuous palace and the tall green bamboo were shrouded in a misty mist, and there was a faint shadow of the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

There are swallows with withered branches in their mouths, fluttering their wings, passing through the rain curtain, adding a vivid touch to the solemn and solemn temple.

Cui Jiayin stood under the roof of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, raised his head slightly, and looked at the water droplets that rolled down from the eaves and almost connected into a line with great interest, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pick it up for a while.

The water droplets gently dripped into Cui Jiayin's hands with a hint of coolness, and suddenly flowers of different postures bloomed.

Fang walked out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall to see Zhu and saw Cui Jiayin almost standing in the rain curtain, the wind carried a slight rain on her, and the light spring shirt raised an arbitrary arc.

Seeing Zhu staring at Cui Jiayin's back for a moment, he was afraid that she would become an immortal in the next second. She walked forward quickly, and gently draped the crow blue cloak embroidered with white magnolia on Cui Jiayin's body, Cui Jiayin withdrew his hand casually, and said with a smile: "The umbrella was brought?"

Look at Zhu replied: "Bring it, the girl has been waiting for a long time, right?"

As he spoke, he carefully straightened Cui Jiayin's cloak and tied a bow upright, and complained: "Somehow, it's raining in a good way, and it's very annoying to be covered with wet clothes! ”

Before he finished speaking, he looked at Zhu and said: "Bah, what is not dead, look at the crow's mouth of the slave, the Buddha is above, but don't be a good and bad spirit!"

Cui Jia also laughed out loud when she saw that she looked ridiculous. Seeing Zhu embarrassed, her face was crimson, full of the little daughter's shyness, "Girl, why are you still laughing! ”

Cui Jiayin quipped: "Okay, don't worry. There are thousands of good men and women in this world, and they are making different wishes every day, and the Buddha is very busy, but he doesn't have time to listen to your little complaint. ”

It was a joke, but Zhu nodded thoughtfully, and said seriously but slightly frustratedly: "That's right, the slave is just an inconspicuous subordinate, and the Buddha can't hear the slave's wishes, right?"

Cui Jiayin was stunned for a while, and said in a voice that he felt sad when he listened: "What is forgotten by the Buddha, why is you alone?" Among all living beings, she is just a forgotten passerby of life.

Seeing Zhu open the umbrella and step into the rain to wait for her first, Cui Jiayin turned around, took a deep look at the Daxiong Hall behind him, and also walked into the rain curtain with Zhu.

Shakyamuni Buddha stands solemnly in the center, his left hand hanging down into a wish seal, his right hand bent arm up into a fearless seal, his face is solemn, his eyes are full of compassion, and he silently looks at the suffering people in the solemn Mahavira Hall.

Cui Jiayin watched Zhu go down the stone steps, turned a fork in the road to the west, and was walking, when a figure suddenly appeared in the oblique shadow, which made Cui Jiayin and Zhu not light.

Cui Jiayin was a little displeased, thinking that the temple was a clean place and not suitable for trouble, so he planned to calm things down. Seeing Zhu scolded: "How do you walk?

But the man looked anxious and hurriedly said, "Girl, the slave didn't mean it, please forgive the girl." It's just that...... The second wife fell and broke her leg, and the slave was busy asking the host!"

Cui Jia didn't know what to do, and wondered: "Why did the second aunt fall so well?

Originally, Li planned to take Cui Jiayin with him after chanting, but Cui Jiayin had something in his heart and wanted to stay in front of the Buddha for a while, so he asked Li to take Cui Jiashan back together, and he waited to go back to see Zhu with an umbrella. Why did Li say that he fell at this time? and it reached the point where it was so serious that he broke his leg?

But the little maid said, "The rainy day was too cloudy, and the road was muddy, so my wife accidentally fell." ”

Cui Jiayin nodded, the road was slippery on a rainy day, and it was normal to accidentally fall for a while, and there was nothing wrong with it.

She said to the little maid: "In this way, I will go with you to ask the host to come and show the second aunt, broken bones are a big deal, and if you don't catch it well, it will be a big thing for a lifetime." ”

The little maid nodded hurriedly, turned around and led the way.

The road led by the little maid became more and more remote, and Zhu finally found out that something was wrong, no matter how far the host lived, he wouldn't live in this place where there was no room, right?

She pulled Cui Jiayin and signaled with her eyes that there was something wrong with her little girl, but Cui Jiayin seemed to be unconscious and smiled at her comfortingly.

Seeing that Zhu was in a hurry, he couldn't care about anything else, so he pulled Cui Jiayin and walked back. The little maid didn't stop it, just stood in place with low eyebrows, lowered her hand and said respectfully: "The master wants to see the girl, the slave has no choice but to make this decision, if there is anything offensive to the girl, please forgive me." ”

Although she calls herself a slave and maid, and there is nothing out of her demeanor, just from the disrespectful words, you can know that she doesn't take Cui Jiayin seriously.

Seeing that Zhu Qi's maid had bad intentions and deceived Cui Jiayin, he retorted: "What a big breath! You are just a slave maid, what qualifications do you have to let the girl forgive?"

A hint of annoyance flashed in the maid's eyes, and the embarrassment was only for a moment, and then she returned to her original seemingly respectful face.

The man holding a sixteen-bone oil-paper umbrella walked out from the side, wearing a light green coat that almost blended with the smoke and rain.

His smile was warm, almost giving the illusion of a gentleman, and he said, "This girl is very loyal." ”

Hearing this voice, Cui Jiayin's back was cold, and she turned around stiffly and looked at Zhao Xian as calmly as possible.

Zhao Xian didn't care about Cui Jiayin's cold treatment, and made a gesture to Cui Jiayin, and apologized: "Don't blame the girl, I just saw the girl outside the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and I was shocked. This maid is not sympathetic, if there is anything offended, I will compensate the girl. ”

Zhao Xian originally thought that as long as he behaved decently and generously, with his face, he would make those girls who were raised in the boudoir flock to him.

The girl in Beijing is like this, and Cui Jiayin should be like this, he is ten percent confident in his appearance.

He had already seen Cui Jiayin alone in the Daxiong Treasure Palace, so he planned to win Cui Jiayin's heart with such a clumsy trick.

He is such a camper, maybe he already knew that she and Cui Jiashan would come to this Ganzhe Temple, right? Cui Jiayin thought to himself, such a hypocritical person...... She was really blind to think that he was a gentleman who knew how to advance and retreat and understood etiquette.