The Eagle Ridge is lush, and the Dragon Palace is lonely.

Lou view of the sea said, the door to the tide of Zhejiang.

Guizi falls in the middle of the month, and the sky is fragrant and the clouds float out.

The tower is far away, and the spring is far away.

The frost is thin and the flowers are more hairy, and the ice leaves are not withered.

The age is still different, and the search is right to clean up the hustle and bustle.

Wait to enter Tiantai Road and see the Yudu Stone Bridge.

———————— Don #8226; Song Zhiwen "Lingyin Temple"

Lingyin Temple is located in the foothills of Lingyin Mountain between the Feilai Peak and the North Peak in the northwest of Hangzhou West Lake, it is the most prosperous ancient temple in the south of the Yangtze River, it was built and the Eastern Jin Dynasty period, so far it has a history of more than 1,400 years. In the spring of the year before last, when Emperor Kangxi visited the south for the third time, he went to Lingyin Temple to pray for blessings, and personally mentioned the plaque of "Yunlin Zen Temple".

It's late July, and it's the Jizo King Bodhisattva's Christmas in a few days. The Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth, also known as the Netherworld Master in Buddhism, is the Bodhisattva who is in charge of the Yin Division. His Christmas should be a wish to grant more than 100,000 lonely souls, for pilgrims from all over the country will come to do good deeds.

The beggar who brought Cao Yan to Hangzhou, surnamed Xing, was originally a scoundrel in Suzhou, and made several brothers, ranking second among the people, under the guise of begging, to get some unclean money. Lingyin Temple's various Buddha birthdays, these splashes are not in vain, not only kidnapping children, mutilating begging, but also picking up lone pilgrims to make money and kill people, just because every time they commit a crime to change places, so they are still at large.

On the second day of Cao Yan's arrival in Hangzhou, he began to beg in Lingyin Temple. His body was not good, he tossed for a few days, turned thousands of miles, and broke his leg again, so he started a high fever.

Xing Er put Cao Yan on the road leading from West Lake to Lingyin Temple, and knelt beside him. Rub your eyes with your sleeve. The cuffs are coated with ginger, and the eyes are so red and swollen that they echo the sick children lying there, really like a father and son in distress.

The adults cried pitifully, and the children looked miserable, which made the pedestrians who came to worship the Buddha very kind. As soon as it came down, the copper coins and broken silver added up to six or seven taels of silver.

After that, Xing Er returned to his lair, and several other brothers also earned a lot of money. Lao Qi bought a pack of steamed buns and threw them on the ground, which was considered a meal for several children. These children are all tools for them to cheat money, and they can't just die like this. Except for Cao Yan, who was in a coma with a high fever, the other children crawled over like puppies and grabbed one or two steamed buns with their dirty little hands.

The pimpies left two behind, and the others took the money they had begged for today and gambled. There was a little boy of the same age as Cao Yan in the room, with a dirty face and a black face. He was broken by those people with his right arm, and his left hand was still intact, protecting two steamed buns and doing it to Cao Yan's side.

Cao Yan was talking nonsense, but he couldn't make a sound in his throat, his mouth was open and closed, and he looked strange and pitiful. The kid was soft-hearted, and when Cao Yan wanted to eat, he tore a small piece of steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth. Cao Yan was confused, where could he swallow it. The little boy took another big bowl, soaked the steamed buns in cold water, and put them in Cao Yan's mouth little by little.

Although Cao Yan was sick, he also knew that he was hungry, so he swallowed indiscriminately.

After the other children finished their steamed buns, they stared at the little boy's hand. The little boy glared at everyone and pinched his waist: "Do you want to fight?" "His eyes widened like a little rooster about to fight.

The other children seemed to have suffered from the boy, and they didn't dare to be presumptuous, so they just chirped and swallowed.

The boy fed Cao Yan and ate most of the steamed buns, and ate the rest himself.

Cao Yan ate and slowly came to his senses, with severe pain in his legs. Although he is a human being in two lives, where has he suffered like this, he is so painful that snot and tears flow out. He closed his eyes, his heart was extremely resentful, and he vowed that if he escaped from here, he would kill these scoundrels with his own hands. began to hate Gu San and Cao Yinlai again, one of them was greedy for money, and the other was a fool. Suddenly, he felt a coarse cloth on his face gently wipe away his tears. He opened his eyes, and a small, dark face appeared in front of him.

When the boy saw Cao Yan wake up, he was a little embarrassed and scratched the back of his head with the hand that was not broken. Cao Yan remembered that someone had just fed him, and when he saw an empty bowl beside the boy, there was something similar to batter left in it, and he knew that it was him, and he was very grateful.

Although he woke up, Cao Yan only had one feeling, that is, pain, thinking that he might have to be lame or dumb in this life, and he wanted to die like this. However, how can you be willing to die like this, the last life was short enough, and I only lived for so many days in this life.

No, to live, Cao Yan raised his arm, touched his forehead, burned very badly, and wanted to save himself, those splashes can't be counted on.

The boy saw Cao Yan's movements, stretched out his dirty little hand, and touched his forehead: "Ah, it burns badly!" ”

Cao Yan's throat was so dry that he made a gesture to drink water. The boy was also clever, and filled a bowl with half a bowl of water to feed Cao Yan.

Cao Yan's tears were about to come out, but he felt that this child was closer than the old lady at this moment. After drinking the water, Cao Yan patted his forehead again. The boy, who must have taken care of the sick, threw a rag with water and carefully placed it on his forehead.

Cao Yan was already numb from pain, felt much more comfortable on his forehead, and fell asleep again in a groggy state. When the little boy saw that he was asleep, he curled up beside him and closed his eyes.

Jiangning, weaving house.

Ten days have passed since Cao Yin's accident, and Cao Yin was so anxious that he added a lot of gray hair to his temples. At that time, after the land tracking was fruitless, he and Zhuang Chang wondered if Gu San had taken the waterway, inquired in detail, and really inquired that at noon that day, a man who was about the same height as Gu San went to Suzhou with a sick child.

Cao Yin personally led people to Suzhou quickly, and searched in various pawnshops and gambling halls, but only found some clues. Cao Yan's accessories were redeemed, and he also knew that Gu San had won money in the casino, but the clue ended here. It wasn't until Gu San's body surfaced from the pond a few days later that he knew that Gu San was dead. The Li family also got the news, and the family of the Cao and Li families searched in the cities and villages of Suzhou like a net, but still found nothing, and Cao's whereabouts became a mystery.

Li was worried about his son and had fallen ill. The old lady still hid it, but when her grandson was at her mother's house in Suzhou, she had to talk about it several times during the whole day.

Zhuang Chang knew that Cao Yin was nothing on the surface, and he was so anxious in his heart that he couldn't do it, after all, he was an only child born in his thirties. He had the heart to use the power of the General Administration, but he knew that Cao Yin was a square person and would never agree to this kind of favoritism, so he secretly mentioned this matter in a secret compromise to the emperor. When Emperor Kangxi toured the south, he had seen Cao Yin, of course he knew that Cao Yin's grandson was the lifeblood of the old Taijun of the Sun family, even if he didn't look at Cao Yin's face, he would care about it in the face of the old Taijun of the Sun family.

Hangzhou, Lingyin Temple.

Or is it really "the old lady is hungry and blind to death", Cao Yan's fever slowly subsided. He laughed at himself in his heart, it seems that people really can't be pampered, this little body is in Jiangning Weaving Mansion brocade clothes and jade food, heat stroke can give his life to let himself possess, and to Hangzhou disabled body, every day a steamed bun and half a bowl of water are still alive and well.

The wound at the broken bone was festering and inflamed, the flesh and blood were blurred, and two or three days later, Cao Yan saw the white maggots at the wound, and he was so disgusted that he almost vomited. However, thinking that I had read the introduction in my previous life, this maggot ate the carrion, which was beneficial to the healing of the wound, so I let these little things arch and arch everywhere, until I felt that the flesh hurt, and then took them away.

One by one, the life of a beggar is boring. All Cao Yan could do was lie on the ground and remain motionless. His eyes sharpened, and he looked at the pilgrims passing by, and he had a secret plan in his heart. His voice still can't speak, and it seems that he can't open his mouth to call for help.

One of the begging children died, and it is said that he was holding the pilgrim's thigh and begging for help, but the pilgrim kicked him away like a rag. That night, in front of the other children, he pulled out the child's tongue alive, and then beat him to death with a stick, and the body sank into the West Lake.

Cao Yan knew that in the hands of this group, if he didn't run away, even if he didn't die, his leg would be crippled. When no one was there at night, he lit the fire under the stove and wrote the word for help in the placket of his clothes with the blood of the wound. The next step is to find real well-wishers to ask for help. This person must not be too weak, otherwise if he is timid and afraid, he will count in vain.

When he first came to this world, Cao Yan was still lucky, thinking that relying on the big tree of the Cao family, he would be able to live a stable life for a few years, after all, it was more than 20 years before Yongzheng came to power and Cao Fu copied the family, and it was not yet the time for the rise and fall of the Cao family. The experience of these ten days made him realize that it is better to rely on no one than on himself, and also realized that in ancient society, human life was as low as mustard. Taking off the title of the son of the weaving house, he is no different from the children in the same room, they are all weak and weak.

The child who took care of Cao Yan was named Ah Ping, and he was from near Hangzhou by his accent. Cao Yan's legs and feet were inconvenient, and every time he said that Ah Ping grabbed steamed buns for him to eat and fed him water. Cao Yan looked at him, thinking that Cao Song was a cute little brother, and thought that if he could get out of danger smoothly, he would definitely repay him.

Let's not talk about Cao Yan, let's just say that Gu Na, who lived with Zhuang Chang and lived in Cao's house, learned of his father's death as soon as possible. Zhuang Chang liked his young intelligence and didn't want him to have a grudge against the Cao family because of his father, so he didn't hide the real cause of Gu San's death. When Gu Na heard that his father died in gambling, he was not surprised at all, and he didn't shed tears, but said that he had the blood of that person after all, and he always had to bring three filial piety for him.

After returning disappointed from Suzhou, Cao Yin met with Gu Na once, and in addition to informing him of his father's burial location, he also said that he would send him to study at a foreign academy. He is not a saint either, if his son returns safely, it is fine, but if there is really an accident, how can he watch the son of the enemy in a peaceful state of mind in front of his eyes. Gu Na was just silent, Zhuang often waited for news from Jingzhong, and asked Cao Yin Shao'an not to be impatient.

The Li family lived in Cao Quan's mansion, and washed his face with tears at night, and his eyes were going to cry. Zhao Jiashi took care of her, and the two of them said that the unhappiness disappeared. Cao Quan saw that the heir to the long house was difficult, and his only nephew did not know whether he was alive or dead, so he whispered to his wife that if Cao Quan really had a chance, he would pass his son to the long house. Although Zhao Jia's was reluctant, he saw that Li was really pitiful, so he reluctantly agreed.