Just now, the nostrils were arrogant and arrogant, and I wanted to call the flower chicken, but there was no door.

"Eating meat is sick, killing is short-lived! In order to reduce the number of sins, it is better that this method is not widely spread. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Young Master Zhang refused, "What's more, your Buddhists say that saving a person's life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, how can you save a chicken's life to build a first-level floating slaughter, not to mention that there are so many chickens in the world,"

"Oh, I'll go, young master, then you won't have immeasurable merit in this life!" Zhang Ergou shouted.

Su Jiu'er's maid Xiaohuan looked at Young Master Zhang, who was also unreliable, and wanted to laugh a little, didn't she just see that this little monk was not pleasing to the eye and didn't want to tell him what he called Huaji, what he said was like a good man if he didn't tell him,

Next, the little monk's words made Xiaohuan even more dumbfounded,

"Amitabha, all the chickens in the world are born as animals, they have suffered a lot, and they have to wait to be slaughtered every day is worse than death, only to end their lives as soon as possible so that they can be reincarnated as soon as possible, reincarnate as a man, die early and be reborn early! Although it is not my wish to create and kill evil, the Buddha has a cloud: If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell! The little monk can only achieve the greater self by sacrificing the ego. ”

If you want to eat chicken, you can say that killing chickens is such a high-sounding thing, and I am afraid that there is only one person in the world who can say that killing chickens is doing good.

Everyone rolled their eyes at the little monk.

Which temple monk is this, so will the existence of this kind of person be allowed, and there are no rules for the temple? Young Master Zhang slandered for a while......

"You're not a chicken, you know so much that chickens don't want to be chickens!" Young Master Zhang returned,

"You're not me, you know so much that I don't know if chickens want to be chickens," the little monk replied.

Except for Su Jiu'er and a few readers, the others were a little dizzy and didn't understand why.

"Chicken feathers can be used as dusters, eggs can hatch chicks to reproduce the next generation or for human consumption, manure can be spread in the field as fertilizer for crops, chicken can still be eaten when it dies, everything on the chicken is used to benefit people, it can be said that the chicken is doing good, Buddhism Yun: the karma of this life is the fruit of the next life, how do you know that the chicken is not doing the karma of this life for the fruit of the next life, everything in the world has cause and effect, is it unfair for the chicken to end the life of the chicken for no reason!"

The crowd was stunned for a while,

Zhang Ergou looked at Young Master Zhang with admiration, and shouted in his heart, Young Master, you can speak for the chicken......

The little monk was also stunned when he heard it, "Amitabha, what Zhang Shizhu said is right, everything in the world has cause and effect, and all the chickens in the world have created evil in the previous life, so they will be slaughtered in this life to repay the cause of the previous life, and the little monk will borrow the hand of my Buddha to give birth to it, but ......"

Everyone looked at the little bald head with disdain, and they wanted to eat chicken and talked about their past and present lives, and you are really enough......

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Just as the little monk was speaking, a dull and far-reaching bell rang out from a temple in the distance......

The little monk's face changed when he heard the bell, and he said to Master Zhang: "Amitabha, wait until next time to ask Zhang Shizhu how to make this chicken!" The little monk has a step ahead. ”

After the little monk finished speaking, he hurried down the mountain,

Su Jiu'er looked at the sky,

At this time, it is the time of sunset, and the sun converges its dazzling light and turns into a golden disc. The cloudless sky, blue, like a clear lake. Slowly, the color became more and more intense, like a lake deepening. The majestic mountains in the distance, painted with a layer of golden yellow under the reflection of the setting sun, look particularly magnificent. After a while, the sun smiled and blushed, kissing the head of the mountain, and spewing a red round face to the earth and sky, which was the beautiful sunset. A golden silence shrouded in the South Mountain, the mountains in the distance were clothed in the color of the sunset, and the clouds as white as milk's milk in the sky also became as bright red as a fire belt.

The hazy distant mountains, shrouded in a layer of light veil, are full of shadows, flickering far and near in the misty clouds and smoke, if they are about to leave, like a few light strokes of ink, smeared on the blue sky.

Young Master Zhang and the others were bathed in the colorful glow of the afterglow,

"Let's go back, we had a great time today, thank you," Su Jiu'er deliberately glanced at Young Master Zhang as she spoke.

"Where, Miss Jiu'er is polite, being able to accompany Miss Jiu'er out to go out is a blessing for me to wait for three lives." Dongfang Guan's eyes were full of affection when he spoke.

Several people walked down the mountain one after another,

On the mountain, the trees were woken up by the evening breeze, opened their sleepy eyes, opened their tender arms, twisted their waists, Su Jiu'er and several talented people enjoyed the scenery in the mountains while walking, and a few entourages followed behind a few people with their heads buried in their heads,

"It is not difficult for Mo Yan to go down the mountain, and he will earn pedestrians wrong likes; Entering the circle of ten thousand mountains, a mountain releases a mountain block. Dongfang Guan sighed and chanted a poem, peeking at Su Jiu'er's reaction,

Su Jiu'er was still admiring the evening scenery in the mountains, and there was no expression of appreciation.

Su Jiu'er didn't speak, but Nan Zhuyu spoke: "There is only one mountain here, and there are only two mountains including the North Peak, where did the ten thousand mountains come from!" ”

"Hmph~" Dongfang Guan is too lazy to take care of Nan Zhuyu,

The two looked at each other unpleasantly,

It takes less time to descend the mountain than to go up, and soon, a few people will come down the mountain.

Jiang Zhe Dongfang Guan and Su Jiu'er exchanged a few words and got into the carriage,

Zhang Dashao was a little tired today, and led Zhang Ergou to climb straight into Nan Zhuyu's carriage.

Nan Zhuyu and Su Jiu'er said a few words, and the two of them walked towards Nan Zhuyu's carriage together.

"Zhang Gongzi, I don't know if I have time to come to Zuihualou tonight." Su Jiu'er's voice sounded outside the car curtain,

Young Master Zhang lifted the curtain and refused: "I'm really sorry Miss Su, I am indeed a little tired today, let's do it another day!" ”

"That's it~" Su Jiu'er turned around and prepared to leave with some disappointment,

Nan Zhuyu looked at Young Master Zhang with some envy,

But when she heard that Young Master Zhang refused Su Jiu'er's invitation, Nan Zhuyu didn't know whether to be happy for herself or feel sorry for Zhang Baiyi.

"I have time tonight," Nan Zhuyu looked at the back of Su Jiu'er leaving and suddenly said loudly,

"I'm sorry Nan Gongzi, I also feel a little tired when Zhang Gongzi says this," Su Jiu'er stepped into the carriage and instructed the coachman to drive away,

"You really don't know how to seize opportunities, don't you see that Su Jiu'er has a good impression of you!" Nan Zhuyu said to Young Master Zhang with some hatred that iron is not made of steel,

"Is there one? But I'm really a little tired today," Young Master Zhang said with a blank expression,

Zhang Baiyi didn't know what Su Jiu'er meant to himself, but he didn't know what Su Jiu'er meant to himself, but there was a powerful person behind the famous Qinglou, Su Jiu'er was just a popular chess piece, approaching him for no reason, either he liked it or had other plans, although Young Master Zhang was very confident in his appearance, but he didn't dare to compliment his previous reputation, Su Jiu'er's intention to approach herself must not be completely in a simple appreciation of herself, someone behind her must have instructed her to do so, Who, on what purpose, wants to win over themselves?

Forget it, don't think about it yet, Young Master Zhang shook his head and forced himself not to think about it.

Young Master Zhang lifted the curtain and looked at the evening scenery outside,

The setting sun left a long shadow, blood-red. It soon darkened, grape twilight, purple twilight. shrouded in citrus groves and narrow melon fields; The sun is a juicy grape purple with hints of burgundy.

The dusk had gone, and the night had already begun. The tall sycamores were inlaid in the black night sky with green circles and circles, and sometimes the night breeze fluttered and made a gentle rustling sound, and for a while, they disappeared into the infinite tranquility.

The silvery moonlight shone on the ground, and the occasional mournful cry of crickets. The scent of the night fills the air, weaving a soft net that envelops all the scenery. All the eyes come into contact with is something that covers this soft net, and no grass or tree is as realistic as it is in the daytime.

The moon is in the sky, the stars are dotted, and the evening breeze blows people's cheeks, feeling cool.

Nan Zhuyu sent the master and servant of Young Master Zhang back to the door of Zhang's mansion, and left after a few words of greeting.

Young Master Zhang and Zhang Ergou returned to Zhang's Mansion just in time to finish the meal.

Zhang Baiyi said hello to his father and two mothers and sat down to eat together.

I didn't see my aunt Zhang Jieyu and cousin Cui Chengwen at the table.

"Father, I don't know why my aunt and cousin didn't come out for dinner." Young Master Zhang asked Daddy Zhang,

"Your aunt is reading in the study with Chengwen!" The eldest lady Zhu Xiuxiu said, "Tomorrow is the West Lake Poetry Club, Chengwen has been reading books in the study for a whole day, just to make a splash at the poetry meeting tomorrow, Chengwen is a hard-working child, and he will definitely have a future in the future." ”

Young Master Zhang had a chill, and what he said was as if Cui Chengwen was your own son,

"Yes, yes," Erniang Ma Xiaoqin echoed,

Then he turned his head to Young Master Zhang and said, "Bai Yi, how are you preparing for tomorrow's West Lake Poetry Meeting?" ”

"Back to Erniang, Bai Yi is not ready," Young Master Zhang replied,

"The West Lake Poetry Club is a place where all talented people have to go to fight for their heads, you see how hard people work in writing, you have to think more about writing and learning......" The eldest mother Zhu Xiuxiu began his Zhu education, and indirectly praised Cui Chengwen to the sky, and then compared it with the young master Zhang who did not want to be motivated,

Zhang Baiyi now really regrets that he was talking too much just now, and provoked the eldest mother's preaching,

Alas, it turns out that the life of the rich second generation is not easy!

It was already early after eating, and because he was a little tired of stepping into spring today, Young Master Zhang went to bed early.