"The family is kind to the Buddha, and most of the time in January, he is a vegetarian. There is a shrine in the home, where people often chant sutras and copy scriptures. ”

"I see, which sect is the Lingtang worshipping?"

"After the Dao Rong, the Northland Fahua Sect."

"The concubine believes in the Nandi Fahua Sect, but the two families are in the same vein."

In the front hall, there was a conversation between him and his wife about Buddhist affairs. The Seven Girls have had no chance with the Buddha in their two lives. Secretly muttering, worship a Bodhisattva is still so exquisite? It's like listening to a book from heaven.

When I entered the door, I asked my wife to say goodbye first. Turning to look at him, when his wife came to him, he blessed him with a proper manner.

After not seeing him for a few days, Brother Yi let go of the seventh girl's hand and ran towards him excitedly. Halfway through, he suddenly remembered something, stopped abruptly, glanced at him timidly, and greeted Xu first. After doing his best, he turned around and urged Tao's mother to hug Tuan Tuan to Xu's and show Xu Tuan Tuan's clean little face. Tilting his head up, his little hands behind his back, quite complacent. "Tuan Tuan was tired of playing, and he slept and drooled. Brother Yi wiped it, and wiped the bib under his chin twice. ”

Everyone in the room laughed except him. Xu praised him for being sensible, young and young, and had learned to take care of people.

Because of Brother Yi's childish words, the house became lively. Chunying took her maidservant and waited for a hot towel to wipe her hands, and then rinsed her mouth with warm water.

Xu invited him to the table, and the seventh girl consciously followed his wife's side, and Xu was separated by the two, occasionally looking at each other, his eyes were frank and calm. On the contrary, she was not used to eating at the same table with him in front of her elders for a while, and there was always a little awkwardness. When I looked back at him, I didn't dare to stay too long. A quick glance at it all seemed to be sneaky, and my heart was pounding.

During the banquet, only Brother Yi held the porcelain spoon, and the child's wrist was weak, so it was inevitable that the grip would be unstable. From time to time, the edge of the bowl is buckled, and there is a crisp and crisp sound. The rest of the time, it's quiet.

He served vegetables for Brother Yi'er, and his wife served vegetables for her. When the meat soup was served, Chunying stepped forward to share the food with everyone. After the wife and the son, it was the turn of Brother Yi and the seventh girl. The seven girls were polite and ranked last. When Chunying served her meat soup, there were not many oil beads left in the bowl, the soup was clear and bright, and there were still a few pieces of stewed white jade radish strips floating on the noodles. Accompanied by a few rubs of chopped green onions, the white ones are like clotted cream, and the green ones are like jade. provoked Brother Yi to look at the bowl of the seventh girl frequently, and he was very coveted.

The seven girls were exquisite, and understood that this was a child who did not like meat and fish, and preferred good food. was about to open his mouth to let Chunying change it, but he saw that he stretched out his hand and moved the blue and white porcelain bowl in front of Brother Yi'er to himself. Holding the spoon, with an elegant demeanor, he threw all the yellow, orange and orange oil beads into his bowl. After three or two times, the fragrant and non-greasy meat soup was put back in front of Brother Yi.

Her eyes flashed, and she buried her head in silent soup. He knew that she could eat spicy, but he didn't like greasy. So he got ahead of her. This man's delicacy, subtlety and profundity, no number of women can compare to him.

Xu Shi swallowed a mouthful of hot soup and watched all his actions. The hand holding the spoon paused slightly. After that, he was silent, and only caught a glimpse of the corners of the seventh girl's mouth, and quietly pulled up a pair of sweet dimples.

After the meal, the customary one, and then a cup of tea. He took a few sips, sat for a moment, and then got up to take his leave. There is a difference between respect and inferiority, Xu got up and wanted to send him out. Not to mention that she is a woman, even if Master Jiang is here, she should be respectful and personally send him outside the main gate.

He excused himself with the excuse of "being old and young", and asked Xu to stay, without being too polite. At the right time, the seventh girl came forward, only to give the son for his wife.

Xu squinted at her, and although he didn't nod explicitly, he took Xin Zhi's arm and turned back to the inner room. This was a tacit acquiescence to her remarks.

Stepping out of the door, he tacitly agreed with her to pick the verandah on the right side. deliberately avoided a straight road, a stone road leading to the courtyard gate. One is the winding corridor, just slow down a little to spend more time with him. In addition, you can also borrow flowers and trees to avoid the inquiring eyes of others standing in front of the window.

Just after eating, he asked Chunying to take Brother Yi to walk in front and eliminate food. Under the wide black gold-rimmed sleeved robe, he naturally shook her hand. At this moment, it is late, and in the dark night, there are fluttering wind lanterns hanging under the eaves. The waving light and shadow rose and fell on his face, setting off his otherwise angular side face, blurry and soft.

He seems to prefer to tie jade crowns, and his waist seal is mostly embellished with jade. The strong side of his personality is as gentle as jade, and it has nothing to do with it. However, at some times, this man really deserves to be a "gentleman like jade".

"There is a delay in the house, and I returned two days later than expected." He was telling her about his whereabouts.

She replied softly, feeling that he didn't have to explain everything to her. She wouldn't be suspicious of him. But when I think about it, if she listens patiently, she can bring him "there is always such a person, always remember you", such a warm feeling, it seems to be good. So I gladly accepted him, and it was rare to take the initiative to explain.

"My lord, you are back to Beijing this time, can things go smoothly?" She only knew that he went back to the Guogong Mansion, and the detailed reason, what he could say, he would tell her.

Sure enough, immediately afterward, he mentioned that the Cold Food Festival was approaching. This year, the ancestors are worshipping and sweeping the tombs, and the public affairs of Zhao State are heavy, especially at the moment when the prince and the prince become the heirs, and it is inconvenient to leave Beijing. And he was ordered by King Wen to "go back to the house and meditate on his own mistakes", but he had no royal order and could not leave Gyeonggi. So this year, the Zhao State Mansion worships the ancestors, but what kind of charter is it, and there are disputes within the clan. In the end, he had no choice but to compromise, and a few respected elders, along with a few junior characters, went to the tomb of the Gu ancestor to worship and worship.

He told her the obvious reason, but he hid it from her, and this time he picked someone to send him to Chongzhou, but it was another important arrangement. It's about the court fight, and I don't want to take it to increase her annoyance.

He is used to protecting her very well, and if he really wants to hide it from her, he can do it without leakage. She was really fooled by the blandness on his face. Instead, he reminded him, remembering that at the end of the Cold Food Festival, the ancestral house, because his wife entered Beijing, I was afraid that Mrs. Jiang would have a lot of dissatisfaction with the second room.

"Now that I have entered Beijing, I am exempt from being angry." She told him her concerns. The man's face sank. Before, Mrs. Jiang, together with the big house, wanted to tell her to others early, which has made him very unkind to the Jiang family in the ancestral house.

The Seven Girls shook his arm, tilted her head, and whispered to him. "If my wife hears what you say, I'm afraid she will think that you will put down your body and deliberately slap her."

He took her palm, withdrew it slightly, and wrapped his arms around her waist. Looking back at her, he raised his eyebrows, avoiding Brother Yi'er, his eyes were ambiguous and presumptuous.

"Not a stammering now?" He had never been so cautious about people since he landed.

She choked on him. openly admits to flattering his wife in front of her, and this person is not ashamed to say it.

When he arrived at the door of the hanging flowers, he took Brother Yi from Chunying's hand. Seeing her in a goose-yellow gauze skirt, she stood in front of him. The white tung flowers dotted on the door, the flower branches hang down, curling Tingting, like a bunch of tasseled hairpins dotted on her ears and temples.

The attachment in her eyes was vague and depressed. He squinted, just as the night breeze suddenly picked up, lifting a few strands of silky hair from her forehead.

His heart moved, and he suddenly covered Brother Yi'er's eyes. Leaned over and gently dropped a kiss on her brow.

"Settle early."

said to retreat, let go of his hand, and leave with Brother Yi'er.

"Uncle, why did you just blind Brother Yi'er's eyes?"

"It's windy, and I'm afraid of the sand."

She blushed and stood in place, listening to him casually fool Brother Yi. Where he kissed, there was a slight heat.

At the moment of shock, Chunying had already hurried and turned around. The son of the world suddenly made love to the girl. She vouched that she never spied off. I won't give back to my wife.