Today's weather is particularly warm, the sun has dispelled the fog early, hanging high in the sky, Wu Song got up, finished washing, stood in the yard, and moved his muscles. Dong'er stood aside, facing the morning breeze. He stood there smiling. said coquettishly: "Second master, you haven't told Dong'er a story for two days." Dong'er didn't sleep well yesterday thinking about your story" Wu Song came over and stroked the little girl's head and said: "You Nizi, when did you learn to deceive people, when I woke up drunk last night, you were still sleeping there?" I'm embarrassed to say I didn't get a good night's sleep. Who are you fooling" Dong'er ran over and dragged Wu Song's arm and shook it and said, "I just didn't sleep well, you tell me a story, I want to listen to numbness." Wu Song looked at Dong'er, who was secretly crying when he first entered the house a few days ago, and now he can dress up beautifully like a normal child, and he can't help but feel a little relieved. Gently twisted Dong'er's little face, and said, "Little beauty, I'll tell you a story when the second master is free." The second master has had a lot of things going on lately, and he's tired. Dong'er shook Wu Song's arm again and said delicately: "I'm not numb, the second master will tell Dong'er a story today, otherwise Dong'er will learn to twist your nose when the second master is asleep." Wu Song gently rubbed Dong'er's head again and said, "Okay, don't make trouble, little baby, let's eat,

The second master is already hungry. Dong'er shouted happily again: "Okay, good, Dong'er wants to eat eight-treasure porridge, it's sweet and delicious." “

The meal on Wu Song's mansion is next to the kitchen, very close to Wu Song's bedroom, and it is a few steps away. Brother Wu Da put a big bowl of eight-treasure porridge on Wu Song's seat, and then began to serve rice to his sister-in-law. He said to himself: "The porridge should be sweet and sweet, so that it can be delicious." ”

Wu Da heard the sound of Wu Song coming, and said with a smile: "Erlang, hurry up and eat, my sister-in-law and I got up early and boiled rice porridge for you." Although the family hired a servant, almost every day my brother and sister-in-law got up early, and according to Wu Song, they boiled up eight treasure rice porridge in the morning. Wu Song persuaded his brother to let the servants do it. But every time my brother smiled honestly.

When Wu Song's family eats, he is separated from the servants, and the meals are basically the same, Wu Song said to the servants: After the meal is ready, as long as it is served and placed in the dining room, you can go to the kitchen to eat by yourself. Every day, the servants would make more rice and steamed buns, and secretly take them home for their families to eat. Wu Da found out and never took care of it. When Pan Jinlian found out, she said to them: "The second master has a large amount of food, you must prepare some for each meal to prevent him from suddenly being hungry and having nothing to eat." Then he explained, and the rest of the leftovers were divided evenly among the rest of the two of you so that they could be taken back to eat. Don't make a lot of noise about it.

Several servants were around thirty years old, only Dong'er was only eleven years old, and Wu Song pulled him to eat with him every time. My brother and sister-in-law are also very good to Dong'er, and when I go to work, Dong'er often follows Pan Jinlian to learn some female celebrities and do some chores. When eating casually, he also chattered to Pan Jinlian. In this way, the four of them can be regarded as talking and laughing. It's not lively. Wu Song eats a lot every time, but every time he is the first to finish eating, his brother and sister-in-law used to care about it and pull Wu Song to eat more, but later he saw that Wu Song really hugged it, so he gave up. Now that Wu Song is the first to eat, he is also accustomed to it. No more persuasion. Today, Wu Da finished eating and said to Wu Song: "Erlang, I'm really bitter, and I don't know what to do." It's also so depressing all day long. Wu Song had the intention to let Wu Da take his sister-in-law to go shopping, but he was afraid that Pan Jinlian would meet Ximenqing. When the time comes, the truth will come out inexplicably, and it will be a little helpless. Today is just the day for me to rest. He said, "I'm resting today, or I'll take everyone to have a fun ride." What does my brother and sister-in-law think? “

A few people happily went out, because the feudal society has a special etiquette, for their group of people to choose not many places, can only go to the Taoist temple in the south of the city to go shopping, Huizong Tianzi advocates Taoism, self-proclaimed Taoist emperor, so the Taoist temple on Yanggu County is also the peak of incense, the name of the Taoist temple is very ordinary, called "Sanqingguan", but the construction of the majestic and solemn. Dong'er, who often chattered, was also affected, and held hands with Pan Jinlian with a happy face, but did not speak. Wu Song offered some silver, and everyone asked for incense. Pious worship of the ancestors of the three Qing Dynasty.

Out of the main hall, there is a side hall next to it, which is the place for people to ask for signs. Pan Jinlian tidied up her clothes and put on makeup. Walked in and knelt there, kowtowed a few heads in a row reverently, then picked up the sign box, closed his eyes, and shook back and forth, until a bamboo stick fell to the ground, and then quickly put down the sign box, and the super god statue kowtowed a few heads. A slight smile leaked out, holding the bamboo sticks with both hands, and walked towards the Taoist priest who had untied the lot. The Taoist who unsigned the signature, but he couldn't tell what age,

I saw a head full of white hair, long white eyebrows and beards, neatly groomed, a slightly purple and ruddy face, with his eyes closed, wearing a blue and white robe, sitting on the futon. It's really a fairy wind bone. But when he saw someone passing, he opened his eyes slightly, and he was not polite. Pan Jinlian bowed to the envoy, and the Taoist took the signature, glanced at it and closed his eyes and said: "What the noble man wants can be achieved, and he must be more good in the future," and then there was no movement. Pan Jinlian was overjoyed in her heart, and immediately thanked the statue religiously. Walked out.

Wu Song thought to himself: "Niang pigeon, didn't I see too many Taoist monks who pretended to be gods and ghosts in later generations, and I really believed him when I saw his profound appearance." "Speak to Wuda: Brother, if there is nothing to do, we will go elsewhere." When he was about to leave, he saw the Taoist priest and closed his eyes and said, "The layman is in a hurry, don't you come to ask for the next way?" Wu Song didn't bother to pay attention to him, and pulled his brother and was about to leave. The Taoist priest said: "If you have a relationship with the layman, just send a few words to the layman, don't expect the layman to be kind-hearted." The mind is firm". "Fusang enters the east, the white tiger dies first, the old is new, and the Chinese Zen is long." With that, he got up and walked to the backyard.

Wu Song walked out with everyone in doubt. But I didn't have to think about the meaning of those words, Fuso refers to a kind of sacred tree, and legend has it that the sun rises from this tree. The White Tiger refers to a mighty army, and it can also refer to some generals who kill them. The simple meaning of these words is that the sacred tree came in from the east, the general who killed it had died before, and if the old thing was broken and the new thing was built, China would have a long and prosperous life. Thinking about it, Wu Song felt a little wrong, how do you feel that these words should be some magic sticks, tell them to the emperor, mix up some rewards, why do you say them to me. And when he had spoken, he did not ask me for money. More and more, I feel that the meaning is a little wrong. Seeing a Taoist priest about thirty years old coming over, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "The immortal is polite." The middle-aged Taoist priest hurriedly said: "The noble man is polite" Wu Song said: "Don't dare to ask, the person who signed the room is the immortal master in your place" The Taoist said: "The small way is the signing room duty, because of the call of the master, just returned, this view of my master is the longest, but the hair is not completely white." Compared to the misinformation of outsiders, don't blame the nobles, don't blame them."