Chapter 176: Ananda and the Modern
Shanbao was not deeply poisoned, and he had already been treated by Situ Yunying, who came in time.
Coming out of the prison, Situ Yunying hurriedly went to find Qiu Yu, went to the lobby and disappeared, went to the meeting halls on both sides, and went to the back of the soap room and still didn't see Qiu Yu, he passed through the Chongguang Gate and came to the hall where Qiu Yu had never seen guests, there was no Qiu Yu, so he had to come to the inner house at the back, and found a little girl to report to Qiu Yu that he had something to do, and after a while, the little girl replied: "The adults are in the back garden, let the master go by himself." ”
Situ Yunying raised his head to look at the sky, the sun is so big, what do you do when you don't take a nap at this hour?
When he came to the garden, he saw Qiu Yu standing alone on the stone bridge by the pond, looking at the dense red knotweed, calamus, and mushrooms by the pond.
When he came to Qiu Yu's side, Situ Yunying called softly: "My lord." ”
Qiu Yu didn't look back, still looking straight ahead, and said slowly: "Do you know the story of Ananda and the modern goddess? ”
The voice was hoarse, as if it was weighed down by a preoccupation.
The story of Ananda and Modern Gyalun comes from the "Lengyan Sutra", Situ Yunying is well-read and loves Buddhist classics more, An Neng doesn't know, what I don't know is why Qiu Yu suddenly asked him this, so he nodded: "The student knows." ”
Qiu Yu's eyes were gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "When Mrs. She married me, she said that she was willing to emulate the Modern Lady, the Modern Buddha practiced hard in order to be equal to Ananda's path, and Mrs. She was also willing to practice the method of a good wife in order to be in harmony with me. ”
The modern woman fell in love with Ananda, who had become a monk, and wanted to marry him. Ananda refused, and the modern woman had no choice but to find Ananda's master, the Buddha, who said that unless you are also a monk. He will marry you only when your path is equal to that of Ananda, so the modern lady will be ordained a monk, and after she has practiced for a long time, she has attained enlightenment.
And Mrs. Qiu fell in love with Qiu Yu on the one hand, and begged her father to be a matchmaker for her, Qiu Yu hesitated, and Mrs. Qiu designed and arranged an opportunity to meet Qiu Yu. made a vow that she was willing to emulate the modern girl if she could marry Qiu Yu. and his husband sang with his wife to be a virtuous man.
Situ Yunying understood this case and said, "Madam, she should be a good wife." ”
Qiu Yu finally turned back. Seeing him smile bitterly: "Don't you feel that Mr. said this against his will?" ”
Situ Yunying's face froze. Then he lowered his head and whispered, "Madam, or you may have confused your mind for a while. ”
Qiu Yu looked up to the sky and sighed, and then walked down the stone bridge, Situ Yunying followed, along the pond to a cluster of orchids, Qiu Yu stopped to watch, the orchid is rampant, and the fragrance is bursting. Once upon a time, he felt that his wife was an orchid cultivated to the essence and gentleness. Meek, virtuous, and now ...... He asked, "Did you know that someone brought poisonous food to the grandmother of the ancestral family this morning?" ”
Situ Yunying nodded: "The student heard about it." ”
Qiu Yu continued: "That jailer has been arrested by me, and the person who instructed him turned out to be Madame. ”
Situ Yunying nodded again: "This, the student also knows." ”
Qiu Yu sighed: "Fortunately, the grandmother of the ancestral family is smart and understands the art of disambiguation, so I can save myself, otherwise I would have been deeply sinned." ”
Situ Yunying continued to nod: "Yes, the grandmother of the ancestral family is really the hero in the pile of fat powder, however, even if she is witty, she is still a hundred secrets, and the student went to the prison cell, and the grandmother of the ancestral family was poisoned again." ”
Qiu Yu looked sideways at Situ Yunying in shock, but he didn't know what to say, because he thought of his wife again.
Situ Yunying smiled slightly to comfort Qiu Yu: "Don't worry, my lord, grandma is fine." ”
Qiu Yu slowly calmed down and asked, "Could it be Mrs. again?" ”
Situ Yunying hesitated, and finally said: "The food eaten by the eldest grandmother was sent by her cousin and her personal maidservant, and when she entered the cell, the jailer checked it according to the rules, and the student felt that it was at that time that someone was manipulated, and someone ......."
He couldn't stand the feeling he couldn't stand.
Qiu Yu said in a deep voice: "You say." ”
Situ Yunying had no choice but to say: "Someone saw that Mrs. Shi Chen and she went to the cell. ”
The implication is that this is done by Mrs. Qiu again.
Qiu Yu mourned at the moment: "Why did she become like this!" ”
Situ Yunying hugged Qiu Yu: "Take care, my lord, my wife has always lived in a simple house, and I am at ease with my husband and children, this time, maybe I was confused by the demon barrier, and slowly my wife will understand and get out of the demon barrier." ”
Last time, Mrs. Qiu invited Shanbao to come to the house on the grounds of appreciating flowers, and then dropped flowers to suggest that Shanbao should not cross the defense of men and women with Qiu Yu, although Qiu Yu didn't know at the time, but then he slowly understood, and thought that it would be just after that incident.
Looking at a thin cloud floating above his head, his heart suddenly became a little depressed, and he shook his head and said: "Perhaps, she is such a person, the person who confuses her mind is not her but me, but the grandmother of the ancestral family is very innocent, and she has only met me a few times, and there is no arrogance of men and women, why does Mrs. insist on killing people, I am to save the grandmother of the ancestral family, only to know that the person who poisoned the grandfather is not her, and she still insists on bringing her back to the yamen, because she is afraid that the ancestral family will harm her at this critical moment, and I didn't expect Mrs. to go back to the yamen. Therefore, for the sake of safety, I put the grandmother of the ancestral family into the men's prison instead of the women's prison, because I was afraid that the lady would easily blend into the women's prison, but you see, I calculated everything, and I almost let the grandmother of the ancestral family die. ”
With good intentions, the other party doesn't know, and he doesn't want to say that the feelings between men and women in this world are not limited to marriage, and the feelings between men and women in this world are still "I wish people a long time, thousands of miles together", Shanbao may be just a confidant for Qiu Yu, or just a confidant, and the confidant is not his heart She understands, his pain was soothed by her, confidants are there, appreciate each other, enjoy each other, Qiu Yu's thoughts about Shanbao are limited to this.
A colorful butterfly fluttered on the orchid, Situ Yunying was worried about how to solve Qiu Yu, and said with an idea: "From cocoon to butterfly, it takes a process, Mrs. She will break the cocoon into a butterfly sooner or later, and she will also become a modern girl on a par with adults." ”
After speaking, his fingers pulled his sleeves and held them high to block the sunlight for Qiu Yu, and suddenly saw a crimson umbrella flashing at the end of the cobblestone road, and the three people under the umbrella were Mrs. Qiu and a pair of children.
Before they arrived, a pair of little babies had already taken off Mrs. Qiu's hand and ran over, shouting from afar: "Daddy! ”
Qiu Yu quickly lost his sorrow, then changed his face to a smile, opened his arms and waited for his children to pounce into his arms, then looked left and right, and said abruptly: "Is there a bad mother?" ”
The boy smiled shyly, probably naughty again, and the girl looked up at her pink and tender little face, and said in a milky voice: "My daughter is obedient." ”
Qiu Yu's heart softened, as if there was an invisible big hand, caressing and smoothing out his rugged heart. (To be continued.) )