In the independent house in the back kitchen compound, after serving the master of the house and finishing dinner, Liu Tong could finally lean comfortably on the Huanghuali Taishi chair, holding a rather quaint and exquisite teapot in his hand, his fingers casually knocked on the square table beside him, and from time to time he took a sip of Daizhou Biluochun, a small jar of ten taels of silver, which was indeed fragrant.

I have been taking care of the kitchen in the Zhongshu Lingfu for more than ten years, and I want to satisfy these masters, and I am walking on thin ice and cautious in big and small things, for fear that I will inadvertently cause some trouble. All the important people in the house, those who should be honored have been honored, and fortunately, there have been no mistakes over the years. The fly in the ointment is that the top boss Fang Bo is still very strong, and his years of hard work are still standing still.

This time, when I was honoring Fang Bo, I overheard him say that the chief manager of the house was worried about finding someone. This time, it was not difficult for the palace to secretly recruit a group of chamberlains, even in Gyeonggi, there were always some poor people selling their sons and daughters. The difficulty is that above this age and birthday, the candidate for the chamberlain must be just over sixteen, and be born in a lunar year, a lunar month, a cloudy day, and eighty-one men and eighty-one women. There are rumors in the palace that the major kings and the mansions of powerful ministers, and the heads of each house are busy, not for their own future, but also for the face of each house.

For the boss's worries, the deputy manager Fang Bo was naturally not willing to lag behind, but he was suffering from a lack of good solutions for a while, and he was more candidate. Listening to the words coming from the palace, this matter is not suitable for the public. Liu Tong has also been able to do things well over the years, and Fang Bo told him a thing or two about finding an inner servant.

Just when Liu Tong was secretly thinking about how to take this opportunity to please his boss, the door knocked softly, and someone came to visit. He didn't even bother to move the posture of his body, and slowly snorted from his nostrils, "Come in." The chief steward or other deacons will definitely not knock on the door when they arrive, and those who will knock on the door naturally do not need to be greeted with a smile on their faces, they are all those who are working.

The door was hidden, and with a creak it was pushed open, revealing a thin figure.

"Nine-five-one-eight, greetings to Lord Deacon. ”

In the huge Zhongshu Ling Mansion, there may be three or two hundred people, in addition to the deacons in power and the personal servants or maids of each master, all of whom are the lowest people who were born lowly. The one who is to be seen by the master may have a name, but it is more just a number.

However, Liu Tong remembered the "9518" in front of him, but he deliberately snubbed the miscellaneous servants in the kitchen.

It was thirteen years ago that Liu Tong's mother suddenly fell seriously ill. In addition to inviting famous doctors for diagnosis and treatment, Liu Tong prepared rich tributes and incense candles, and took a carriage to Juetai Temple in the western suburbs to pray for blessings and make wishes.

Juetai Temple has been more than 1,000 years, and the incense in the temple is still flourishing despite the change of dynasty. Pilgrims say by word of mouth that as long as the heart is sincere, the blessings in the temple will be fulfilled.

Liu Tong rushed to the gate of Juetai Temple, and saw an endless stream of pilgrims, or going to the temple, or out of the temple, old and young, with a pious attitude, and there was no stop to stay, except for two people. A middle-aged man, with scars on his face, wielding a long bamboo broom, meticulously swept away, and the little dust raised did not prevent the child next to him, who was about two or three years old, running and jumping, playing.

Xu felt the gaze of others, the middle-aged man turned his head to look at Liu Tong, nodded slightly, the scar on his face stretched for a moment, and then continued to clean.

Liu Tong didn't care about this, so he walked straight to the mountain gate, passed through the Zhaotai Gate, and went all the way in along the corridor on the side of the Tianwang Hall and the Daxiong Treasure Hall to the Guanyin Palace. He straightened his clothes, and then handed over the tribute and incense candles in his hand to the monk Zhike, and then stepped over the threshold, knelt down on the futon in an orderly manner, and screened away distracting thoughts, not looking at the solemn patterns of the dome of the main hall above his head, and did not dare to look up at the Cihang Master who was holding a clean bottle, and the only prayer in his heart was for the old mother at home to recover as soon as possible. He respectfully kowtowed three times, then took the three lit incense sticks from the Zhike monk and inserted them into the incense burner on the incense table.

After worshipping the Buddha and making a wish, Liu Tong, as usual, went to the sign office in the back hall of the Guanyin Palace, asked for a sign, and looked at the good luck. Xu is heaven follows people's wishes, and today it is the famous Fayin master of the Great Constitution Kingdom who is unsigning, and this kind of opportunity is naturally impossible to miss.

Liu Tong gently picked up the stick holder from the desk, paused slightly, and when he turned it up and down, two bamboo sticks fell out. He was about to pick up the bamboo skewer and put it back in the stick holder to shake it again, but unexpectedly, Master Fa Yin said, "Everyone in the world seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages, and does not know that good and evil are accompanied by good and evil, and blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. One sign has a solution for one sign, and two lots naturally have a corresponding solution. ”

Hearing what Master Fa Yin said, Liu Tong handed over the two signatures.

"Ninety-five signing, signing: the road is dangerous, and the people are in a hurry, and the lost army is quite difficult. The beach is high and the wind and waves are broken, and the sunset flowers are frosty. ”

Listening to the signing, Liu Tong's brows couldn't help frowning, this is the next sign. Immediately, I heard Master Fa Yin interpret another sign.

"One eight, sign: whether to go to Tailai within easy reach, choose good birds to find the fate of the sky. If you rely on the strength of the good wind, why worry about the boundless green clouds. ”

"With two signatures together, presumably the donor has recently encountered a bad situation or a family member who is ill. Life is inevitably full of hardships, and the willows and flowers are also spring. When you are in distress, you have good thoughts in your heart, so you will naturally go to Tailai and turn from danger to safety. If you can repay your kindness, you will naturally be blessed. Master Fa Yin held the signature in his hand and said unhurriedly.

Liu Tong only felt that his ears were echoing with "good thoughts", "whether to go to Tailai" and "Thanksgiving Pictures", and he hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you for your advice." ”

After asking for the signature, Liu Tong was about to leave for the back, and just after crossing the threshold of the back hall, he caught a glimpse of the scar-faced middle-aged man, cleaning in the corridor a few steps away, and the child was also beside him.

"Ho, ho", the middle-aged man suddenly shouted at Liu Tong, vague, couldn't hear clearly, then ran over, stretched out his hand, and pushed Liu Tong away, "Bang Dang" and "Bang Dang" twice, the two red lanterns under the eaves fell, the cage surface was broken, and the skeleton was opened.

A cry of "wow" came from a few steps away. A red lantern, along with a hanger under the eaves, smashed on the little boy.

The scar-faced man rushed over again and picked up the child who was sitting on the ground. The monk and Master Fayin in the Guanyin Palace, as well as some pilgrims, also rushed to hear the sound.

A female pilgrim exclaimed, "Oh, so much blood, it's pitiful." "There was a noise.

The scar-faced man picked up the child and hurried to the dormitory. The child hung one arm and hung down on the man's back, dripping blood.

The incident happened suddenly, Liu Tong was still immersed in Master Fayin's words, and before he could react for a while, he followed closely.

After some bandaging, the child gradually stopped crying. Master Fa Yin shouted lightly to the Buddha's name, "My Buddha is compassionate." The pilgrims who watched the excitement also retreated one after another.

Liu Tong couldn't leave.

The child may have to bear some responsibility for the injury. If he hadn't reminded himself, the scar-faced man might have been able to see the child's danger.

After making this calculation in his heart, Liu Tong stepped forward to inquire about the injury and apologize and thank him.

The scar-faced man said "ho-ho" twice and waved his hand.

"My Buddha is compassionate. Xu is destined to have this calamity, and the donor doesn't have to mind. The uncle and nephew of this white donor had a fire at home, and their relatives were killed, so they escaped by luck and ended up here. ”

When Liu Tong heard this, Fang understood the origin of Scarface.

"When you drink and peck at each other, there will be cause and effect. The two of them are here, and it is not a long-term solution. In view of the fact that Bai Shizhu's language is hindered, I will make the decision and discuss with Liu Shizhu. ”

Liu Tongwan didn't expect that Master Fayin was famous all over the world, and this time he could deign to solve his doubts many times and give him guidance, so he replied respectfully, "Master, please give a decree."

"The temple is a place outside the world, a place where the world dwells for a long time. If the donor can find a place for the two of them, it will be considered a great merit. ”

"Master Mingjian, I'm just a person who does some errands and errands in the Zhongshu Ling Mansion, I'm afraid I can't find a good place for them, at most I just do some dirty work. Liu Tong pondered in his heart, it was better to give some silver taels, which should be regarded as a reward. Finding an errand for the two of them may cause inconvenience in the future.

"Ho ho" twice, the scarface man wanted to speak but couldn't, quite anxious.

"It doesn't matter. Fame and wealth, at ease in the hearts of the people. Toil and comfort, the confusion of the skin. Today I have sinned against many lies, just to conclude a cause and effect. Master Fa Yin clasped his hands together, didn't say a word, exited the dormitory, and left directly.

Liu Tong was hung in place by Master Fa Yin, quite embarrassed, and then carefully pondered the master's words, thinking of asking for a signature, as well as the falling lantern, and finally looked at the uncle and nephew in front of him.

"Well, just follow me back, and I'll take care of your food." ”

After cleaning up, Liu Tong took the two of them out of Juetai Temple and returned to Zhongshu Lingfu, and after a little bit of work, it could be regarded as registering the two of them in the mansion.

"Bai Yongwen, No. 9517,......", doing some rough work in the kitchen.

"White Order, No. 9518,......", a two-year-old child with a subordinate number.

"Hey, this child's birthday? Born in a cloudy year, a cloudy month, and a cloudy day, ominous. The face of the deacon in charge of recruitment changed, and it was absolutely impossible for such a person to be recruited into the palace.

Liu Tongxin thought, these two people have so many difficulties, the root is that they were originally here, and then they think of the ninety-five and eighteenth signs in Juetai Temple, as well as the number registered in the house, the cause and effect between a drink and a peck, and secretly sighed that Master Fayin is indeed insightful. He explained to the deacon, "This son's house is on fire, and only these two escape, and since the calamity has befallen them, it will be okay for them to follow." ”

When the deacon heard this, he looked at the scar on his face and nodded silently, which was regarded as approval.

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The past is like smoke, thirteen years with a flick of the fingers.

"Hey, his birthday. Liu Tong immediately put away his lazy posture and pointed to the wooden chair next to him, "Sit down." ”

Duanmu Xu sat down carefully against the corner of the chair. "My uncle prepared some small objects and sent them to the adults, a little bit of filial piety. ”