The children of the former prefect have been reduced to the point of borrowing a temple? Xu Miaoyi and Zhu Shouqian were both a little incredulous, and there were more doubts in their hearts.

Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship. Hanshan Temple is an ancient temple built in the Tang Dynasty, the incense is prosperous, a poem by the Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Ji "Fengqiao Night Park", this ancient temple is widely known for its poetry.

It was already dark, and suddenly even the evening breeze stopped, dark clouds covered the moon, Xu Miaoyi looked at the sky, and said to Hu Chongqi, the commander of Zhu Shouqian's guards: "There will be heavy rain tonight, we will stay in Hanshan Temple, and return to the ship early tomorrow morning, you go to the post station to say hello to Mao Xiang and them." ”

Xu Miaoyi knew that Hu Chongqi was a member of the Ming Sect, and she deliberately supported him.

Hu Chongqi hesitated, "But how can Miss Xu and King Jingjiang do without guards?" ”

Xu Miaoyi pointed to the dagger on her waist, "My cousin and I are both martial arts, and we will protect ourselves, and besides, Hanshan Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, and it is not a wilderness, so there will be nothing wrong." You should go back to the post station quickly, otherwise my second brother and they will definitely be worried when they see me not returning all night. ”

"This ......" Hu Chongqi looked at Zhu Shouqian. After all, this is his master.

Zhu Shouqian nodded and said, "Go ahead." ”

Hu Chongqi patted his horse away, and the sky lit up with a bolt of lightning! The entire Hanshan Temple was illuminated as if it was day, and even the glazed tiles on the top of the tower were exquisite, but for a moment, it fell into darkness again, as if it had been swallowed clean by monsters, as if the Hanshan Temple just now was just an illusion.

Then there was a "boom", and the raindrops of soybeans fell untouchably. Zhu Shouqian opened the sleeves of his robe, covered Xu Miaoyi in his arms, and led two horses to the temple corridor, and patted the temple door heavily.

Knock knock!

An elderly monk opened the door, saw Xu Miaoyi and Zhu Shouqian with extraordinary temperament and luxurious clothes, and knew that two generous pilgrims had come, with their hands folded, "Amitabha, the two donors are here to take shelter from the rain?" Please go to the meditation room here. ”

Xu Miaoyi has been in the market for many years, proficient in human affairs, and donated fifty taels of silver happily before getting down to business, "Our brothers are here today to shelter from the rain, and the other is to visit the deceased." "Xu Miaoyi wears men's clothes when she travels.

Two gods of wealth came on a thunderstorm, and the monk hurriedly asked, "May I ask who the donor is looking for?" ”

Xu Miaoyi asked, "I heard that the Luan family sisters and brothers live here?" The Luan family was originally an official eunuch, why is it so down? ”

The monk of the Zhike had a look of regret on his face, and said: "Alas, the Luan family has been scholarly for generations, and the family has had a high-ranking official of the prefect, but it is a pity that he died unexpectedly, the family background is still there, but the uncles are not angry, the family property has been defeated, and the family has returned to their hometown Tongcheng to guard the ancestral few acres of thin fields, and the Luan family sisters and brothers have been squeezed out by the uncles, and they can't even share half an acre of land. Under the residence of Hanshan Temple, Luan Balang studied hard, and next spring he will take the Xiucai exam and study in the academy in Hangzhou, only his sister is in Hanshan Temple. ”

Xu Miaoyi calculated her age, "Miss Luan's family is not married yet?" "According to her birth age, Miss Luan should be in her early thirties.

The monk sighed deeply, "You don't know yet, do you? Miss Luan is a little crazy, who dares to marry her? Fortunately, although she is crazy, she has a good Danqing, and the ancient paintings and Buddha statues in our Hanshan Temple are all repaired by her. Because of this, we presided over the bundle of Luan Balang Academy and the silver two who rushed to take the exam, and also hired two mothers-in-law to take care of Miss Luan. ”

Hearing that Luan Balang was far away in Hangzhou's academy, Xu Miaoyi and Zhu Shouqian were very disappointed, and when they heard that Miss Luan was crazy, the loss simply turned into disappointment, but they all came, so they had to see everything.

Zhu Shouqian said: "Please ask the Zen master to lead the way." ”

The monk led the two to a clean meditation room in the backyard, and a mother-in-law opened the door, and heard the meaning, and the mother-in-law sighed: "Our young lady is only sober when she repairs ancient paintings and paints, and the rest of the time is either in a daze or crazy, and she sometimes doesn't even know her own brother, let alone you old people." According to the old man, please go back, don't waste your efforts. ”

Xu Miaoyi smiled: "It doesn't matter, we just came to see her." ”

The mother-in-law held up a lantern and said, "Come with me, the young lady is sitting quietly listening to the rain." ”

In a five-story tower, the brightest room on the top floor is Miss Luan's studio. The room was filled with all kinds of half-repaired ancient paintings, mostly Buddha statues, and there were three painting tables the size of Luohan beds, on which were resting all kinds of paints and brushes like trees, and Miss Luan sat on the windowsill with her knees crossed, listening to the sound of the torrential rain falling on the tiles.

"Miss, what are you doing sitting on the windowsill? In case the window is not closed properly and falls, this is a five-story tower, not a thatched bungalow! The mother-in-law hurriedly ran over and dragged Miss Luan on the chair, "Two guests came, saying that they were the sons of your father's deceased and came to see you." ”

Under the glass lamp, Xu Miaoyi saw this Miss Luan, who was a genius and a madman. She looks delicate, her eyes are like ancient wells and deep pools, her expression is sluggish, and she keeps struggling on the chair, "It's raining, I want to listen to the rain, listen to the rain!" I can't hear you well here! The rain is talking to me! ”

The mother-in-law said, "It's going to rain, and when the thunder comes down, you're going to scream in fear again, how dangerous it is by the window, you can still hear the rain when you sit here." ”

Miss Luan stopped struggling, but kept repeating: "Talking, the rain is talking, saying that thunder and lightning bullied her, woo, she cried, you listen, she cried." ”

The mother-in-law said helplessly to Xu Miaoyi and the two: "Let you see the joke, our young lady is like this, crazy, we say ours, she says her, no one understands what she means, like a child." If it weren't for his painting skills, I'm afraid I would have been begging on the streets a long time ago, alas. ”

Xu Miaoyi asked, "Why did Miss Luan become like this?" Born this way? ”

The mother-in-law said: "I heard her brother say that when she was a child, her father Luan Zhifu was a talented man, proficient in poetry and painting, Wen Tao Wuluo, Miss Luan followed her father, was extremely smart, and was raised as a boy. It's a pity that I saw my parents die under the enemy's sword, and when I was stimulated, I went crazy. ”

According to the dossier written by Liu Chen. When Xie Zaixing chased and cut Luan Feng at the banquet, he was stopped by his wife Wang, Xie Zaixing killed Wang first, and then Luan Feng, this enemy should be his grandfather.

Looking at the crazy Miss Luan, Zhu Shouqian and Xu Miaoyi glanced at each other, with mixed feelings in their hearts. The lightning and thunder roared, Miss Luan was so frightened that she curled up, and her thin and small body was grouped together on the chair, like a frightened hedgehog, "The rain is crying, you listen, she is crying, don't cry, don't cry, you listen to me, bear with me, the root of the curse will have no place from now on."

Rao, don't compete with others. For a while, the fire pit turned into a white lotus pond. Taking a step back, it is the path of human cultivation. ”

Zhu Shouqian was confused, "What is she talking about?" ”

Xu Miaoyi has lived in Suzhou City for ten years and knows the legend of Hanshan Temple well, "She is talking about the legend of Hanshan Temple and the two immortals. Legend has it that there were two good friends here before, one is called Hanshan, one is called Shide, both of them like a girl, in order to fulfill their friends, they all chose to give up, go away, practice in the world, go through hardships, there is a 'endure a sentence, the root of the bane has no place to live', and then the two reunited, Hanshan took the lotus, picked up the food box, the two looked at each other and smiled, realized together, became immortals, lotus and box, the two became two immortals, and managed the marriage of the world. This is the origin of Hanshan Temple. Next to this tower is the Han Shi Temple, which took the name of Han Mountain and Shi De. ”

Miss Luan seemed to listen to Xu Miaoyi's explanation, and said madly: "Hanshan asked, there are slanders against me, bullying me, insulting me, laughing at me, despising me, despying me, hating me, and deceiving me, how to deal with it?" He said: Just endure him, let him, let him, avoid him, respect him, ignore him, and after ten years, you will look at him! ”

With that, Miss Luan suddenly jumped off the chair, pushed away her mother-in-law, rushed straight to the windowsill, slammed the window open, and shouted at the roaring wind, rain, thunder, and terrible lightning outside the window: "God! You said ten years from now, look at him! The ten-year period has come, but what about retribution? Where is the retribution? I can't see! I can't see it! Do you have a bad memory, or am I blind! ”

Amazing!

Miss Luan was lying on the windowsill, most of her body was stretched out, crumbling, her sideburns were scattered, like a ghost, almost falling from a high tower, her mother-in-law was stunned, Zhu Shouqian hurriedly ran over and grabbed Miss Luan, "You just said that it was a ten-year period, what happened back then?" Who will be punished? ”

Miss Luan struggled, but Zhu Shouqian was a man, she couldn't break free, at this time, a lightning bolt struck down again, and saw Zhu Shouqian's appearance clearly, Miss Luan suddenly stopped struggling, sat down with Zhu Shouqian obediently, and looked at Zhu Shouqian stupidly, "Sister Xie?" You're so beautiful, sit down, can I paint a portrait? ”

When it came to painting, Miss Luan seemed to be a different person, she quickly laid out the drawing paper, and began to paint amid the glass lanterns and lightning and thunder.

Zhu Shouqian was stunned for a moment, and Xu Miaoyi said in a low voice: "Cousin, she may treat you as an aunt." ”

Zhu Shouqian looks like a boy and a girl, looking like his mother Da Xie. At that time, Xie Zaixing and the prefect Luan Feng were friends, the two were one writer and one martial arts, cooperated tacitly, guarded in Jinhua City, and dealt with Zhang Shicheng's army, according to the age calculation, Luan Feng's daughter was more than ten years old at the time, and it was normal to know Zhu Shouqian's mother.

"Miss Luan......" Zhu Shouqian opened his mouth to continue asking, but his mother-in-law stopped him with a boo, "Miss should be quiet when painting, once she is interrupted, she will scream and go crazy, smash things, and coax for several days to calm down." ”

Zhu Shouqian and Xu Miaoyi glanced at each other, so they had to stop, and let Miss Luan's wonderful pen come to fruition, from sketching to coloring in one go. Sweat soaked her back, and Miss Luan didn't realize that she was already immersed in the painting.

Bang Bang!

The loud and solemn sound of the bell passed through the thunderstorm and reached the tower. This is the famous midnight bell of Hanshan Temple, Xu Miaoyi has listened to the bell in Suzhou City for eight years, and has never had a strange feeling tonight.

After the painting was completed for a while, Miss Luan stopped her pen and took Zhu Shouqian's hand, her eyes were in a trance but she smelled the green plum, "Sister Xie, do you see if I have grown?" ”

As soon as he saw the person in the painting, Zhu Shouqian was stunned, the man didn't flick his tears, and at this moment his tears seemed to have broken the embankment, and he was choked up and speechless for a while.

Xu Miaoyi took a closer look, although Miss Luan was painting Zhu Shouqian's appearance just now, but the person in the painting was lifelike, wearing women's clothes, wearing a phoenix hairpin, graceful posture, unparalleled, it was Aunt Da Xie!

No wonder Zhu Shouqian's love is out of control.

Xu Miaoyi saw that Miss Luan's expression was steady, her eyes were clear, and she was not as dull as just now, so she asked softly, "Are you and Sister Xie very good?" What about Uncle Xie? Do you hate him? ”

"Uncle Xie?" Miss Luan was stunned at first, and then she was at a loss, "Why do you hate him?" Uncle Xie is very good, the two sisters of the Xie family are gentle and beautiful, how do I draw them, they all cooperate, but they are patient. ”

Xu Miaoyi paused, thought about the wording, and continued to ask, "But Uncle Xie, ...... He's a general, he's fierce, aren't you afraid of him? ”

Miss Luan shook her head and said: "Uncle Xie is very kind to me, he is fierce when he fights, but my father said that when you are fighting, if you are not fierce, you will not be able to live, I want Uncle Xie or, so it is better for him to be fierce." I'm not afraid of him. ”

Xu Miaoyi continued to guide Miss Luan, "Do you remember what your father said to you at the end? About Uncle Xie. ”

Miss Luan rubbed her forehead, her face looked tired, and said, "My father and Uncle Xie? Oh, my father said that no matter what happens, trust Uncle Xie, Uncle Xie is a good person. ”

"But......" Miss Luan's eyes were confused, and she muttered, "But what's the use?" My father died, Uncle Xie died, the world slandered him, deceived him, insulted him, laughed at him, despised him, despised him, hated him, lied to him, and it was ten years, and the day was still dark, and it never dawned. ”

Miss Luan burst out laughing, pushed open the window again, and recited aloud Qu Yuan's "Jiujiang. The chapter "Connecting the Heads of the Public Opinion, Mulberry Naked Walking." Loyalty doesn't have to be used, and virtuous doesn't have to be. Wu Zi is in trouble, and he is better than Gan. It is the same as the previous life, why should I complain about the people of today? Yu will Dong Dao without hesitation, and he will be faint for life! ”