The bustle outside made Xu Maoxiu and others hurry out.

"These shows have eaten too much and are going crazy with alcohol?" Xu Bangmao said with a glare.

There are three scholars, some pointing to the door plaque, some pointing to the void finger, and one is circling under the door plaque.

It was so lively that a few passers-by who had stopped and hesitated to come over on the road suddenly passed quickly.

"If our business is ruined, I will make them sober up." Xu Bang mallet rolled up his sleeves and said.

Xu Maoxiu glared at him.

"Go in and grind beans for Brother Sun." He said.

persuaded the other brothers back, and only Xu Maoxiu and the old shopkeeper were left in front of the door, looking at the three scholars with excited expressions.

"Shopkeeper, which one wrote this word?" A scholar came back to his senses and grabbed the old shopkeeper and asked.

Word?

The old shopkeeper and Xu Maoxiu both looked at the door plaque.

"It was given by the owner." The old shopkeeper said, while going to see Xu Maoxiu.

Hearing this, the three scholars looked at Xu Maoxiu, and saw that this man was twenty-six or seventeen years old, with a straight green cloth, revealing a bit of the literary atmosphere of a scholar, but he was tall, with prominent bones, and a bit of rough heroism.

"You wrote that?" The three asked in surprise.

And the five characters of the temple are famous in Kyoto, and there are countless people who go to observe them every day, and even become the name of the temple that stops, but the author has never appeared again, adding more and more magical colors.

Look at the man in front of him, clean and upright, if this is the author of those five words, it is appropriate.

"This?" Xu Maoxiu looked up at the words, then shook his head, "No." ”

No?

The three of them looked at each other.

"What's wrong with that?" Xu Maoxiu asked puzzled.

"That's a great word!" The three of them said in unison. One step forward to surround Xu Maoxiu. With a bit of urgency. "I wonder who the author is? Can you see me? ”

Is this word so good? Xu Maoxiu couldn't help but look at the door plaque again.

"I can't say that." He said apologetically, "As for whether I can see her, I'll ask her before I know." ”

Sure enough, I recognize! The three scholars were overjoyed.

"Okay, okay, then bother the owner to ask, we, if we are lucky enough to meet." They said that they were all in unison.

Xu Maoxiu hurriedly returned the gift.

"Hurry up, hurry up. Tell them to go. The three of them didn't wait to speak again, and hurriedly got on the horse, thinking of something, one took out a few money from his body and stuffed it to the old shopkeeper, "How dare you take advantage of this." ”

After that, he didn't wait for the old shopkeeper to speak again, and ran away in a hurry.

The old shopkeeper looked at the seven or eight coins in his hand, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

"It seems that they don't need money, and they will definitely preach that we live in peace." Xu Maoxiu said with a smile.

The old shopkeeper looked back at the door plaque.

"These two words are more useful than money?" He said in surprise.

Cheng Jianniang put down the pen in her hand, and Chen Banniang on the side wrote two more words and closed the pen.

"Lady, what do you think I wrote this time?" She asked. While holding the paper in front of him.

Cheng Jianniang looked sideways.

"It's just like that." She said.

Chen Banniang smiled and nodded.

"That's not bad, at least much better than what I used to write." She said. While looking at the paper in front of Cheng Jianniang, with a little longing, "When can I write so well." ”

"Practice more." Cheng Jianniang said.

The maid outside heard the words inside, and when she finished writing, she came in with tea and snacks, and when she heard this, she couldn't help but nod.

The lady's hands are already full of calluses, which is because she has been grinding and writing on several cases all the time when she has not been able to lift the pen.

"In addition to the homework assigned by my husband, I now add an extra hour of writing every night." Chen Bainiang said, looking at Cheng Jianniang, with a little joy, "As long as you practice more, can you be as good as what the lady wrote?" ”

Cheng Jianniang picked up the water bowl and paused slightly.

"I can't." She said.

Chen Banniang was stunned.

"Sometimes it's talent." Cheng Jianniang said, raising her sleeves and half-covering her water.

Chen Banniang looked at her, was stunned for a moment and smiled again.

"Lady, you are really a sincere person." She laughed.

Cheng Jianniang didn't speak, and Chen Bainiang also knew that she didn't like to talk, so she picked up the tea and thought of something.

"March 20th, is the Puxiu Temple of the great Zen master of the puja, I have set a seat in advance, then invite the lady to go with me, preaching the Buddhist scriptures, I don't understand, just remember that the lady said that the daily tea is not to taste, this Puxiu Temple great Zen master fried a good Zen tea, so I want the lady to taste it." She said with a smile.

Cheng Jianniang nodded.

"Okay, thank you." She said.

As long as she is sincere and straightforward, this lady always answers refreshingly, Chen Banniang got up with a smile and said goodbye.

"These snacks, the eighteen ladies brought them to Dan Niangzi." The maidservant smiled and handed over a food box, "It's not a greasy and sweet thing, don't be afraid to eat more." ”

Chen Ba Niang took it and thanked her, and saw that the food box was made delicately and upright, and there was a square seal engraved on it.

"Peaceful." She whispered, while reaching out and stroking, this is Cheng Jianniang's font, she is already familiar with it, "Good meaning." ”

Seeing Chen Banniang away, the maidservant couldn't hide her joy.

"The eighteen ladies said first, or the slave maid will also tell the lady, the tea of the great Zen master of Minghai is very good, a bowl is hard to find, how many people offer offerings in front of the Buddha, just to ask the great Zen master for a bowl of tea." She said.

Seeing off the eighteen mothers, the maidservant girl stood under the porch, looking at the flowers and plants in the yard, and talking to Jin Ge'er.

Jin Ge'er gritted his teeth when he listened.

"A bowl of tea, so good?" He said.

"Half celery."

The room shouted suddenly.

Two echoes rang out in the courtyard, but soon Banqin retracted under the corridor and lowered his head to wipe the floor.

"Lady, what are your orders?" The maidservant asked.

"Let's go to the store." Cheng Jianniang said.

The handmaid replied.

"I'm going to rent a car." Jin Ge'er shouted, turned around and ran out, only to open the door, and saw a person standing at the door.

Jin Ge'er was startled, and the people outside were also startled.

"Jiaojiaoer." Master Zhou shouted, coughing majestically to take a step.

Jin Ge'er hurriedly blocked the door, and Master Zhou had to stop.

"The master is here, what's the matter?" The maidservant asked.

"What are you doing standing in the doorway, go in and talk." Master Zhou said.

"Unfortunately, the lady is about to go out." The maidservant said, urging Brother Jin, "I'm going to rent the Zhang family's carriage." ”

Brother Jin responded by squeezing away Master Zhou and running away.

Master Zhou was squeezed back two steps, and Cheng Jianniang stepped out.

"Where to go?" He asked.

The servant girl looked at him and smiled.

"Go out of the city and go out to the green and scatter your heart." She said.

Master Zhou laughed twice in his heart.

"It's okay to go for a walk, it's okay." He said, while having plastic surgery, "Jiaojiao'er, the family just invited a craftsman to see it, saying that it is not suitable for trimming at this time, and it will be postponed to winter, so your aunt wants me to pick you up." ”

The maid glared at him, and Cheng Jianniang also fell on Master Zhou.

"Uncle, are you joking?" The maidservant asked.

Master Zhou also felt that this matter was too ridiculous.

Qiang took it back, drove people out of the house, and then took it back in a blink of an eye, making his family feel like a fool.

How so?

Why is it that everything that involves this lady is not going well, stumbling, flipping and tossing?

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