Fu Yanyan bought cottonseeds, and was anxious to return to Shazhou, so he only gave everyone three days to trim them. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Feng Ling didn't have much delay, only went to his store in Xizhou, met with the steward, looked at a few recent slightly larger transactions, and took the account books back. I also planned to visit a few big businessmen who often come and go, but after all, I didn't have enough time, so I had to give up.

At noon the day before leaving, I finally set aside the effort to go to the banquet of the cottonseed merchants. Feng Ling did not bring a decent dress, and everything such as skirts and hairpins should be purchased in the Xizhou Market. Xizhou people are so bright, the color of the dress is extremely strong, and the wind spirit can't choose, so I have to choose a plain skirt at random, with a slightly brighter curtain, two plain silver hairpins, and fix the bun.

Fu Yanyan agreed to go with her, and it was difficult to identify herself, so she acted as the steward beside her, and when she bought cottonseed the day before, she had already charged once.

Seeing that she was plain, she felt unaccustomed to it, and on weekdays, she was either rich and exaggerated, or plain and bearded, but she didn't see the deputy family dressed up, so I couldn't help but look at it twice.

This little thought did not escape the eyes of Feng Ling, and she squinted at him: "I am also a casual person, but walking in the business house, pretending to be cold will inevitably teach people to look down." The market is vulgar, and when you see that people are plain, you have to say that people are not magnificent, and it is inevitable to doubt whether people can afford the goods. Today's makeup is also a last resort, but I hope people don't laugh at me for being shabby. ”

Fu Yanyan only listened silently, and did not speak.

Fortunately, the cottonseed merchant is not so snobbish, Gu Fang's momentum in Xizhou is in full swing, how can he not know what Gu Fang's background is, Gu Fang's steward gave him the little lady who is less than double ten, he really doesn't believe it.

Therefore, as soon as he saw the wind spirit and Fu Tanyan coming together, he only thought that Fu Tanyan was the deacon of Gu Fang, and wanted to come forward to greet him, but he felt that his aura was not like that of a merchant. The wind spirit walked out quickly from behind Fu Tanyan, stepped forward to salute him, and greeted him generously. He just believed that Gu Fang's deacon was really such a little lady who looked a little weak.

Fu Tanyan grew up in the Lai Guo Mansion since he was a child, he joined the army at a young age, and he obtained an official status, and he never paid attention to the business in the market, and the wind spirit and the cottonseed merchant talked happily at the banquet, and he watched silently from the side, and did not understand what they were discussing.

He suddenly realized that since he first recognized Feng Ling two years ago, he had seen her fleeing in embarrassment, her delicate and stubborn appearance, her annoyed and angry appearance, her proud appearance, and her frightened appearance, but he had never seen her take care of business.

I looked at it with interest for a while, but seeing that she was advancing and retreating appropriately and was full of energy, the whole person seemed to be shrouded in a thin halo, and she calmly negotiated a deal while talking and laughing.

The cottonseed merchant heard that they had come through Moheyan and would rush back to Shazhou tomorrow, so he expected that there would be a lot of last resort, and it was not good to keep them more, so he personally sent them out.

On the way back to the post house, the market is lively, and the wind spirit wants to go shopping around with Yan Yan, and there is nothing to do, and Yan Yan will happily accompany him. As soon as Feng Ling entered the market, she was very excited, but she didn't just care about buying some makeup like ordinary women, she looked through those strange things, asked about the supply and sales, and occasionally bought one or two, just to keep a sample.

Fu Yanyan followed her leisurely, and suddenly realized that she was born to be a merchant, and all business affairs were under her control, and she was in control.

If she was born in a Sogdian family, she would be a merchant without reproach, but she was born in the Jiangnan clan, what kind of grandmother can have so few scruples, and she still lives arbitrarily according to her own heart. Carefully experienced, the husband and wife who were far away in Jiangnan Province acted out of the world, as if they had gone through some ups and downs, and they were very thorough.

Fu Yanyan thought about it, lost consciousness and missed it, and as soon as Feng Ling turned around, he couldn't help but bump into his chest.

"What do you think? It's rare for the lieutenant to look like this. Wind Spirit laughed.

"Feng Ling, have you ever thought about it......" Fu Yanduan looked at her sparkling eyes seriously: "You...... If you marry me, you will no longer be able to do business. ”

Wind Spirit's eyes widened in disbelief, "Why can't you do business?" Because of the number of inconsequential? ”

"The number of etiquette is still second, and the law of the Tang Dynasty, some officials should avoid it. As an official dependent, you will always be able to ensure that someone will go to you to the sideways, and you will not be able to avoid favoritism and bribery for a day in this busy business. Even if you keep yourself clean, you ......"

Feng Ling slowly lowered his head, his hands twisted around the corner of the silk, Fu Yanyan knew that she was reluctant to make a living, seeing her like this, he couldn't bear to say any more, and said: "Let's not talk about these things first, I'll see, what strange things have you bought?" ”

Feng Ling still hooked his head and kept silent, and he panicked, for fear that as soon as she raised her head, she would meet the tears in her eyes, and she didn't know how to coax her, Feng Ling raised her head suddenly, with an innocent smile on her face: "I can't calculate the expenses of the Governor's Mansion, if you teach me first, how much money you have, how many real estate you have, how much money you have, let me count, if you don't do these transactions in the future, it will be enough to rely on you for a lifetime." ”

Fu Yanyan couldn't react, and was slightly stunned, and then pulled the corners of his lips and hooked up: "I don't want to teach you to lack food and clothing." If you want to talk about how much Yulu is, I really haven't cared about it, and I compare it with the example of the Wupin military attache left and right......" Saying that, Yan Yanzhen talked to her about Yulu.

"I'll tell you naughty jokes, and I'm not the housekeeper of your house, who cares about your family's wealth." Feng Ling's face turned red, and he turned around and strode forward, and followed her with a low chuckle.

He didn't see it, and the smile on the wind spirit's face dissipated when he turned around, and he bit his lower lip white.

……

Set off the next day, take the official road of Yiwu Road in Shuntan, go all the way, and return to Shazhou in more than ten days.

When arriving at Dunhuang Chengguan, it was already closed, the camel team was temporarily placed outside the barracks outside the city, and tomorrow the Gu and Kang families came to take over, and the cottonseed soldiers were unloaded overnight and sent to the military warehouse. Someone took over all the miscellaneous things to deal with, and Fu Yanyan personally sent Feng Ling back to Anping Fang, and watched her leave with peace of mind when she entered the door, and returned to Zhichong Mansion.

Everyone in the Gu house didn't expect the wind spirit to come back at this hour, so they all got up after resting, cooking food, cooking soup, and preparing clothes, and it took more than an hour before the lights of Gu Mansion in Anpingfang gradually went out.

The next day is the day of looking at the sun, the wind spirit will be from the Mohe Yan moraine to break out, and because of the recent repeated dangers, every time in danger to survive, it is necessary to do a solemn ceremony, solemnly thank the gods and Buddhas.

The Buddha prepared a thousand pieces of vegetarian cakes, and asked the master of Fachang Temple to bless them, and he and Jin Bo Zhang Luo set up a shed in front of the Thousand Buddha Caves to give cakes in order to accumulate virtue.

So on the day of Wangri, the deacon lady of Gu Fang, who was known to the whole Dunhuang City, led the soldiers of Zhichong Mansion to go straight through the terrible Mohe Yan moraine and buy back cottonseed from Xizhou.

Feng Ling walked from her own Buddha cave to the shanshan shed for a short time, and the people who greeted, inquired, and greeted her stopped three times along the way. The few Shibo, who had made a fuss about the return, were even more earnest, and praised Feng Ling non-stop, and the reason between her and Fu Yanyan was clear to the discerning people, not to mention that these old and sophisticated people had already secretly made up their minds to hug Gu Fang's tree, and when he was flourishing, he would never be able to escape his own benefits.

Feng Ling took a lot of effort to pull out of the layers of polite greetings, and when she arrived at the shed, there was a long queue in front of the shed, and there were many people who came to worship the Buddha in the future.

There was a bustling crowd in front of the shed, and Feng Ling suddenly heard someone calling her, and looked up, it was Han Meng waving at her across several layers of people. After a while, he dragged a Xiaolang into the shanty, it was the Gaochang Xiaolang that Feng Ling brought back from Mohe Yanmoi, looking at the situation, he really followed Han Meng.

Han Meng took a breath, poked the little man with his elbow, and said with a big grin: "This kid can't tell his name and surname, since Gu Niangzi picked it up, he will call 'Shilang' in the future, and press the surname of my Han family, so it can be entered into the register." ”

Feng Ling picked up a plain cake and stuffed it into Han Shilang's hand, looked at him with a smile, and asked, "Is the injury better?" ”

Han Shilang understood, smiled and nodded. Feng Ling saw that he was seriously injured when he was in trouble, and he had not looked at his appearance in detail at that time, but now he has raised him for a few days, and he has transferred back some spirits, and he looks like a well-rounded person with strong bones.

"Is Captain Han also here to worship the Buddha today?" Ah Mi stepped forward and bent his knees, gave a salute to Han Meng, and handed him a vegetarian cake.

Han Meng took the vegetarian cake and was just about to answer, but the Buddha slave came out from the side and handed a basket of vegetarian cakes to Ah Qi: "A few grandmothers over there, their legs and feet are inconvenient, and they also want some vegetarian cakes to go back to share with their families, so you can walk a few steps and send them away." ”

Ah Mi lifted the basket and curtsied to Han Meng to say goodbye. Buddha Nu shook his body, was in front of Han Meng's eyes, looked at Han Shilang beside him, and said with a smile: "Captain Han is so blessed, Shilang looks like a good boy." The school captain has never believed in Buddhism, and today he came to the Thousand Buddha Cave, did he come to thank the Bodhisattva for sending this child? ”

Han Meng was careless and laughed a few times, "Where, I don't believe in Buddhism, I just lead him to set up a tablet for his grandmother, so that they can die with peace of mind." ”

Feng Ling nodded secretly, Han Meng is a sincere person, and Han Shilang followed him, which can be regarded as a good fate. Her gaze shifted from Han Meng to Buddha Nu, and secretly said: Buddha Nu is a monkey spirit, looking at people, he can't see that he intends to break away from Ah Mi, don't teach her to talk to Han Meng more, and don't know what kind of sour he is, which really can't stand it.

She quietly pushed her shoulders against the Buddha slave: "Kimber is busy, you don't go to help him, what kind of tongue are you chewing here." Buddha Nu turned his face and saw that Ah Qi had already walked away, smiled at Feng Ling, and arched his hand towards Han Meng again, helping to distribute vegetarian cakes.

Feng Ling talked to Han Meng for a while, and then agreed to teach Han Shilang to speak and read in official language. Han Meng held back a little selfishness, and wanted Han Shilang to follow Yan Yan to learn to ride and shoot fists and feet, but he was afraid that Yan Yan should not be, and Han Shilang was not a military member, so he probably couldn't practice with the government soldiers, so he came to Yang Fengling to intercede.

Feng Ling couldn't cry or laugh a little, it shouldn't be, it shouldn't be, he was making a difficulty, Han Shilang opened his mouth and begged Feng Ling to teach him the official words that went to the central government to tell the delay, so he could say it himself.

Feng Ling responded, and turned his eyes to Han Meng and said: "He is a good boy who is willing to take responsibility, Captain Han teaches well, and he will definitely do something in the future." ”

Speaking of Fu Yanyan, she couldn't help but look left and right, the Buddha cave in Zhichong Mansion will be won, she thought that Wangshuo Rifu Yan would also come and go, but on this day, the relatives of the soldiers of the government saw a lot, even Ding Si'er also saw it, and he didn't see his shadow alone. "Captain Han, why didn't you see Captain Du come today?" She couldn't help but ask Han Meng.

"Du Wei has just returned to the city, and he has an official document to read, and he doesn't believe in Buddhism, so what to do with this excitement." In fact, Han Meng didn't know about Fu Yanyan's whereabouts, so he just replied casually.

"Then I have to bother Captain Han, and bring a few vegetarian cakes back for Feng Ling to taste for Lieutenant Du. The bread is ordinary, in the end, it has been blessed, and the meaning is auspicious. She took a few vegetarian cakes wrapped in oiled paper and handed them to Han Mengshi.

Han Meng had already realized the lingering meaning between the two of them, and he teased, and pushed the oiled paper bag in his hand back into Feng Ling's hand: "Gu Niangzi's vegetarian cake should be delivered in person, Han Meng is careless, if he is confused for a while and forgets it, he will fail Gu Niangzi's heart." ”

Feng Ling knew his intentions, although she had a cheerful temperament, she did not shy away from concealing and delaying her affection, in the end she was more tender than Han Mengna and other coarse people, so she replied with a pretense of disgust, and then acquiesced, put away the oil paper bag, and thought about the second half of the day to withdraw the shed, so she went to Zhechong Mansion.

The joy and liveliness of the shed here is in good hands, but in the Fachang Temple in the north of the Thousand Buddha Cave, it is silent, it should be the day when the incense is at its peak, and this quiet and lonely seems abrupt and abnormal.

Master Baku meditated firmly in his meditation room, recited a sutra, and a disciple outside the door reported that the Dharma of the Daosuo family had been completed, and the Suo Mansion was placed in a large wing room in the side courtyard, and his own fasting was served. Mrs. Liu hopes that the master can come out and receive incense and wealth.

Master Baku slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of undetectable helplessness on his face, and said indifferently: "He has occupied this Buddhist temple for half a day, and he wants to occupy this old monk of mine to chant for him, but he can't anymore." After serving the fasting meal, I invited him to use it and sent it out. ”

The disciple outside the door froze in embarrassment, and after a long time, his respectful Buddha call came from outside the door. When Master Baku heard it, he let out a breath of turbidity, and solemnly took out a hand-copied scroll of Shuzhou hemp paper from the box, which was the newly translated scripture of Master Xuanzang who was invited back from Chang'an.

He straightened up, dusted off his monk's robe, as if to dust off the filth of the world, carefully and meticulously opened the scriptures, and sank his heart into it. (To be continued.) )