In the afternoon of the birthday party, the guests dispersed. Old Mrs. Ning's personal big girl Huan Luzhu, the one who was almost driven away in the orphan's inner case, suddenly came over.

"Madam, the old lady invited Master Shande of Guangji Temple to pray for the blessing of the family, and ordered the slave maid to come and ask the lady to bring the little master over."

"Prayer?"

Zhang Yihui was stunned for a moment, and then looked unhappy: This is an excuse to let the great monk meet San Lang, is it true?

Knowing that the old lady still didn't trust her little grandson, Zhang Yihui was dissatisfied, but she couldn't shirk it, so she had to wake up her young son who was taking a nap.

After Zhao Yue slowly woke up from his confusion, he raised his eyes and carefully looked at the big girl who had withstood the test, nodded slightly, and said, "Luzhu, grandma is old, I will help her more in the future in the affairs of the intelligence network." ”

"Yes."

Luzhu was in awe of the magical young master, and with this order, knowing that the young master recognized him, his intimate position in the mansion was guaranteed from then on, and he was happy in his heart, and quickly and respectfully agreed.

Zhao Yue smiled and said meaningfully: "Don't be nervous. I, don't eat people. Well, Young Master Ben thinks it's very suitable for you and Brother Liu Wen to be a pair. You might as well weigh it. Of course, it's up to you. No one will force you. Our family has never forced marriage. ”

Zhang Yihui watched her young son speak slowly and logically to arrange the adult's marriage, and couldn't help but be amused.

And Luzhu was stunned by this huge happiness.

She is a very scheming and strong person. The fool can't serve the shrewd, diligent and studious old lady Ning, let alone destroy the orphan's plot silently, so that no one will notice, and can make the scum not suspect that he will harm her.

Zhao Yue took a fancy to her.

Spying is more of a difficult job of fighting hearts and eyes, and the IQ and EQ are not enough to play. If you don't have ambition, you can't be an official.

As for Luzhu, he didn't take the initiative to expose it, and his loyalty was not enough. Zhao Yue also understood Luzhu's thoughts.

Orphans who grow up together often have deeper feelings than brothers in ordinary families.

Besides, the inner room is still the one who really loves her, and the betrayal is inflated by selfish desires, and the main thing is to get money to let the beloved woman enjoy it. After all, Zhao Zhuang was too poor at that time. The owner is not doing well, what hope can the next person have.

How can this be exposed?

To expose is to kill the boy.

Of course, she also wants to live a life of wealth and status, and has the motivation to betray, but she is trapped in the kindness of the Zhao family and her own conscience. During that time, she was hovering between the two, and she must have been very depressed, and she could not show her feet yet. It is also thanks to her that she has this IQ and ability, which is worthy of being selected and cultivated by Mrs. Ning.

As a person with a strong sense of crisis and scheming, Zhao Yue was not wandering around when he was wandering around the courtyard.

He quietly observed every subordinate and every visitor in the house, and found that this green bamboo was actually in love with Liu Wen.

Liu Wen is not as handsome as the inner room, but he has been accompanied by Zhao Lian for many years, and his calm, capable, elegant and elegant demeanor is far from being comparable to the inner room. It's just that Liu Wen can't afford to climb high with green bamboo. There is also a hierarchy of subordinates. In these years, women are not chasing men. That will only be disgraced by people's virtues. Luzhu can only be married and passively pursued by the inside.

Liu?

His marriage listened to his father. His father listened to his master, including Zhao Yue, a little master whose influence in the family no one dared to ignore.

Zhao Yue wants to match this pair.

Grandma's vision is very high. The green bamboo is naturally not bad, and it is worthy of Liu Wen. Moreover, Zhao Yue knows a sentence: being loved is easier than being loved and happy.

That was the case in his previous life.

Otherwise, a tech maniac sees love as a waste of time, and how can he have a girlfriend, let alone the brilliant daughter of a financial tycoon on Wall Street

The great monk is really big.

The height is only about 1.7 meters, and the weight is only less than 200 catties, sitting there like Maitreya Buddha. The monk standing next to him was like the Dharma Protector Vajra, with a bad breath and a shovel in his hand.

After a few idle words, the old lady smiled and said, "Master, what do you think of the blessings of my family's little grandson?" ”

Zhang Yihui immediately looked at the great monk, and there was vigilance and evil in his slightly closed phoenix eyes: If you dare to talk nonsense here, even if it is a famous monk, I will not let you feel comfortable.

She only believes in her son.

Zhao Yue sat in his mother's arms, deliberately revealing the curiosity of a child, and his slightly open eyes were really staring at the eyes of the great monk.

came to tell fortunes and collect money, and the great monk naturally would not refuse.

He really has some Taoism.

His eyes could stare at Zhao Yue for a long time without blinking, at least for more than ten minutes. At least Zhao Yue was surprised.

"Old lady, madam, please forgive the poor monk for his shallow cultivation and lack of mana. The truth of Ling Gongzi, the poor monk really can't see it clearly. Shame shame. ”

"Well, the master is gracious."

The old lady said this with a smile, but her brows furrowed slightly, with a hint of melancholy.

The corners of the big monk's mouth also showed a slight smugness: the old lady had doubts about her little grandson, I don't know why, but I can see it and be sure of this. The young lady was also secretly jealous, and had a conflict with the old lady, afraid that I would talk nonsense. Hehe, what is the identity of the poor monk? Great virtue monks, countless believers. The government also has to save face. Mrs. Zhao, you dare to threaten me? Let you suffer dumb losses, look at my means.

Zhao's mother-in-law's eyes almost simultaneously revealed a slight murderous intent: Not enough mana? Still the truth? Dog, you seem to be really modest, and to put it ambiguously, you actually imply that Saburo (I) is very likely to be a powerful monster that you don't have the ability to deal with. This made the old lady hear, and it was even more terrifying than many assertions of bad evaluation. The old bald donkey is like a monk, but in fact, his thoughts are not pure, his heart is not virtuous, and his heart can be punished. Damn it.

Zhao Yue could see it clearly, knowing that this old bald donkey could read words and feelings, and should know some psychological knowledge, and he had seen through his grandmother's concerns and his mother's secret warnings before.

He retracted his gaze, stretched, and reminded his mother that he had also restrained his murderous intentions, but then his grandmother's words made his heart angry.

"Luzhu, tell the tent room to prepare a thousand taels of silver to add some sesame oil money to Guangji Temple."

"A ill-intentioned word is worth a thousand taels? Also sesame oil money? Burn gold? ”

"Hey, you're generous. How many poor people in the world are waiting for relief? Isn't it a merit of compassion that you give relief to those in need? This money rewards the meritorious people in the bank, attracts talents, and makes them more loyal and willing to be like-minded, isn't it? Do you see that this great monk eats so fat and white, like a poor man? Poor monk, poor monk, look at the tall sand he wears, the sandalwood Buddha beads he hangs, where is he poor? ”

"Grandma, you reward the people who hurt your grandchildren with the money you earn. Is there a mistake with wood? Don't you feel ashamed? ”

Zhao Yue was so angry that he was speechless, but this is his own grandmother, what can he do?

Zhang Yihui was annoyed in her heart and wanted to question whether the reward was too much. But in the end nothing was said. It's useless to say it, it can only make the old lady embarrassed and angry and start the conflict again, but it can't change the old lady's decision and result.

The great monk was happy in his heart, his eyebrows raised, and he sighed secretly: This Cangzhao is really famous, and it is no longer the poor and hard in the past, and it is really rich. I'll get it later

His face was immediately solemn and pious, and he solemnly pronounced the Buddha's horn loudly, and his voice was loud and loud: "The old lady's devotion to my Buddha has moved the poor monks. ”

The following words are the focus of the old lady's concern, the great monk Menqing, and said: "My Buddha is merciful and pure, and his mana is boundless." I am devout to my Buddha, and I have my Buddha's love and mercy. The old lady is benevolent, filial, loyal and righteous, hardworking and strong all her life, compassion is immeasurable, her fortune is complete, and she is naturally happy for a lifetime. ”

Speaking the familiar auspicious words, the great monk waited to see the old lady's joyful performance, but to his surprise and disappointment, Ning Shi frowned slightly, his eyes were a little confused, and slowly became clear and cold again. Anyway, I didn't see the joy at all.

What's going on? What's wrong with what I said? Or didn't you say anything about the heart of the old lady?

Just as the great monk hurriedly used his brain to make up for it, and tried to completely win the old lady's heart, it would be convenient to get more gold and silver now or in the future, when Luzhu hurriedly came back and interrupted his efforts.

"Old lady, madam, something strange happened in the village, which is causing the villagers to be confused and panicked, but the owner and housekeeper are not in the village, and no one can deal with this matter."