The swing in the wall, the road outside the wall, the pedestrians outside the wall, and the beautiful people in the wall laugh; The laughter faded into silence. , amorous but ruthlessly annoyed.

At this moment, it is really in line with the artistic conception of Su Dongpo's butterfly love flower. Through the flower window on the wall, I faintly saw the vivid figure of a woman.

"Taller, taller!" A woman laughs, followed by the creaking of a swing.

"Miss, you're swinging too high, come down, it's scary."

"Xiaoxiu, push me again, it's okay, it's higher, haha, it's so fun!"

Through the flower wall, there was a laughter like a silver bell.

Is there a young woman in this temple?

Liansheng frowned and looked at the little novice.

The little novice who led the way hurriedly clasped his palms together and said: "Amitabha, this female benefactor is the cousin of the Zhou family in this city, and she is willing to live in this temple temporarily for the old lady of the Zhou family." ”

Xiao Shami saw that Liansheng's face was uneasy, and continued to explain: "My host doesn't want to be like this, but this Zhou family is the biggest benefactor of this temple, and he is making a vow in front of the Buddha, so it can only be like this, but this courtyard is still a door from my temple, and the door is locked, and usually only the mother-in-law of the Zhou family sends food back and forth, and no one else." ”

Liansheng nodded: "So that's the case, this young lady of the Zhou family lives here, but it has caused a lot of trouble to your temple, if only Mingguang Temple had a female department." ”

"What the adults said is that there are really women in our temple, but because of the difference between men and women, now a small affiliated temple outside the temple is placed, but the old lady of the Zhou family made a wish in this temple in her early years, so she can only send this lady to this book to eat a month's fast. There is no platform in the mirror, and there are some minor troubles. It's nothing. ”

Xiao Shami is not very old, but he looks like an old man who has experienced vicissitudes for a long time, Xu Yan couldn't help but sneer.

The little novice was embarrassed by her laughter, and hurriedly lowered her head and walked a few steps quickly, Xu Yan chuckled and pulled Liansheng to follow.

The little novice led Liansheng forward, and from this courtyard, there was a bamboo forest in front of him, verdant and verdant, and a gust of wind blew. The fragrance is refreshing. In this scorching summer, there is quite an artistic conception full of roses.

The little novice was about to go around the bamboo forest with people, when he heard the melodious sound of the piano coming from the forest, which was far away against the picturesque bamboo forest, which made people feel refreshed. Liansheng couldn't help but stop and stand aside. Quiet sound.

The song "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" is over. Xiao Shami said: "It's Uncle Yuan Zhi who is playing the qin." ”

"But the painting monk Yuanzhi?"

"Exactly, Uncle Shi is an outsider and rarely goes out. It's just that the year before last, I went to Beijing to pray for the queen mother, and it was once rumored in Beijing. ”

When Xiao Shami talked about Yuanzhi, he couldn't help but be proud.

"Miaoguang, you've broken your vows again."

A clear voice came, and Lian Sheng and Xu Yan only felt that their eyes lit up, and a young monk in a light linen gray monk's robe walked slowly from the forest.

The whole world suddenly brightened.

This person's temperament is really good, like a deep valley orchid and like this verdant green bamboo, the facial features are naturally needless to say, and Yu Shizhao's handsomeness Wang Heng's handsomeness is different, it is a kind of dusty taste, Liansheng saw this person, and the word forgetfulness immediately flashed in his mind.

This man is not a human being, but a god who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

"Uncle Shi, Miaoguang has never broken the vows." Xiao Shami bit his lip and was aggrieved.

"The heart is not delusional, the body is not vain, the mouth is not vain, will you do it?"

Although Yuan Zhi was reproachful, his expression was extraordinarily kind, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

Shami Miaoguang said: "Uncle Shi, what I said is the truth, how can it be regarded as a lie." Uncle Shi was famous in the capital back then, these are all true. ”

"Fame and fortune are things outside the body, I went to the capital to participate in the blessing ceremony, but it is my own cause and effect, and interacting with the nobles in Beijing is also cause and effect, and it is not worth anything."

Yuan Zhi smiled faintly: "Let the two of you laugh." ”

Lian Sheng hurriedly said, "The master is really too humble. Fang just stood here and listened to the master stroked the qin, only to feel that his mind was clear, and he suddenly opened up. ”

"That's your personal understanding, and it has nothing to do with the sound of my piano." Yuan Zhi smiled and made a gesture of please: "Since meeting is fate, I don't know if Yuan Zhi can invite the two of you to drink tea together." ”

"Ah, I can't ask for it."

Lian Sheng and Xu Yan glanced at each other, and both of them had surprises in their eyes that couldn't be hidden! Painting monk Yuanzhi, the outside world legend has an excellent demeanor and a transcendent temperament, and he can be invited to drink tea, which is a beautiful thing that can't be begged for.

Because of the many disadvantages of Yangzhou's salt administration, Yu Shizhao had to go back to continue to deal with the remaining problems. After this period of time, Liansheng and Xu Yan both felt physically and mentally exhausted, and heard that the Mingguang Temple outside the city was a good place to go, so they came here to play. Both of them are dressed in men's clothes, followed by the brocade guards and the officials, the monk thought that he was the master of the palace, and did not dare to slack off, and the monk specially ordered a clever little novice to accompany them to hang out.

Seeing that Yuan Zhi actually invited Liansheng and the others to drink tea, Xiao Shami Miaoguang couldn't help but muttered in Xu Yan's ear: "Uncle Shi rarely invites people to drink tea, the two of you are really lucky, Uncle Shi's good tea, I usually feel a hundred times more energetic as long as I smell it." ”

Lian Sheng couldn't help but laugh in a low voice: "Be careful that Master Yuanzhi trains you again." ”

Miaoguang stuck out his tongue: "Amitabha, sin and sin." ”

It turns out that there is a hole in this bamboo forest, the incense burner is burning sandalwood, the spring water in the red clay furnace has been boiled, the water is steaming, a set of ancient bamboo tables and chairs, and there is a tea set on the table.

Lian Sheng and Xu Yan sat down on the bamboo bench, Yuan Zhi had already warmed the kettle with hot water, then picked up a small bamboo tube, opened it and picked out the tea leaves with a teaspoon, gently dialed it into the pot, and then slowly poured boiling water along the wall of the pot.

This set of actions is smooth and pleasing to the eye.

"Please use tea."

Yuan Zhi had already divided the tea, and Miaoguang also got a cup, drank it all excitedly, and then looked at Yuan Zhi with wide eyes: "Uncle Shi, I drank too fast, I don't know what it tastes like." ”

Xu Yan couldn't help but burst out laughing, Miaoguang's face turned red, and she hurriedly put down the cup. Yuan Zhi smiled and poured another cup for Miaoguang.

"Miaoguang, Zen tea, you will be ordained in the second half of the year, and when you drink tea, you should also think about what Zen tea is."

"Zen tea, I think it means that the Zen masters in our temple like to drink tea, and they all love to drink a taste of tea, which is for Zen tea."

"Haha......" Liansheng couldn't hold back either, put down the teacup and laughed.

Xu Yan smiled and leaned back together, leaning against Liansheng, and screaming that her stomach hurts.

Yuan Zhi shook his head and said, "Miaoguang, it seems that I need to give you more homework." ”

"Uncle Shi, you can't make a reluctance."

"No, King Kong's angry eyes naturally have a purpose for angry eyes, and punishing you is for your cultivation."

Liansheng and Xu Yan laughed, and felt that it was rude to laugh like this in front of Master Yuanzhi, so they hurriedly got up and apologized.

"Laugh from the heart, why be restrained." Yuan Zhi sighed: "Actually, it's not that I have good cultivation and don't smile, it's that I was seriously ill when I was a child, and my face was damaged, so I can't make a sad and joyful expression, and I want to laugh but can't." ”

"And such a disease?" Xu Yan was stunned when she heard this, looking at Yuan Zhi's face as if she didn't eat fireworks in the world, she couldn't imagine that he would have such a strange disease.

Lian Sheng thought that it was probably some damage to the facial nerves, so he said, "Presumably, acupuncture and the like can be of some benefit to the master." ”

"The so-called lost mulberry harvest in the east, the serious illness of my childhood made my appearance damaged, but because of this, I couldn't make a fuss and joy expression, everyone thought that I was young and old, and I had a wise root, and the actual reason was only known to myself."

When Miaoguang heard this, her eyes widened to reveal the expression she had been.

Yuan Zhi stopped talking, and stroked the piano again.

Presumably thinking of the past of his youth, the sound of this piano is obviously different from the lofty indifference of Fang Cai, there is a faint sound of grief and indignation, Liansheng only feels that he gradually feels sad in his heart, remembering the Yang family who hanged himself, and thinking of his cousin's family......... A wave of anger rippled in her heart, and she was about to rush out.

With a bang, the strings broke, and Yuan Zhi seemed to wake up like a dream, his hand pressed on the strings, and blood beads were already oozing from his slender fingers.

Miaoguang burst into tears: "I miss my mother!" ”

Liansheng came back to his senses from the infinite sorrow, and his heart turned out to be not the only one who was full of sorrow, and Master Yuanzhi's piano skills were really superb.

At this time, someone outside the bamboo forest made a noise. Miaoguang also stopped crying, wiped his tears with his wide sleeves, stood up and said, "Uncle Shi, I'll go and see who is making noise." ”

After only a while, Miaoguang ran over, Yuan Zhi was about to speak, Miaoguang said: "Uncle Shi, don't complain about my carelessness first, something really happened." ”

"What's wrong?"

Yuan Zhi threw a few more spices into the incense burner and asked.

"That Miss Zhou Jiabiao is dead!" (To be continued......)

PS: Painting monk Yuanzhi is a character I have always wanted to write about, with an otherworldly temperament and an ascetic atmosphere of gray monk's robes. It is said that the author really met such a monk back then, and he was also a friend of the author, and now the end of the world is not human, and all that remains is the morning sun outside the corridor in his memory, the sound of the monk's robe rubbing between the pillars, and the faint fragrance of sandalwood.