On the official road from Runing Mansion in Henan Province to Suiping County, bursts of smoke and dust were raised, and a convoy slowly headed south.

"Haven't you arrived at Suiping yet?" A somewhat irritated female voice came from inside the carriage.

A person dressed as a housekeeper outside immediately tightened the reins and approached the car window, "If you go back to the eldest lady, now that you have just passed Runing Mansion, you will arrive at Suiping." Can the eldest lady feel bored? Now is the late spring season, it is a good day for peaches and plums to compete for beauty, and the trees are full of apricot blossoms. Would the eldest lady want to take a break on the side of the road, see the spring scene, and have a cup of tea? ”

The person dressed as a housekeeper spoke in a crepe, and it was obvious that he could read and read. can afford to hire such an elegant housekeeper, presumably the people in the car are either official or noble.

The person in the car shook his head slightly and said no.

Hearing this, the man dressed as a butler quietly took a few steps back.

In the carriage ahead, a teenager lifted the curtain and looked out.

As far as the eye could see, all I could see was waves of wheat gently undulating with the breeze.

The boundless green, as if you can't see the end all the time.

The boy snorted irritably, and lowered the curtain again.

With his hands on his head, he collapsed weakly on the cushion.

Sighs, one after another.

"These thousands of miles of travel are tiring, and we adults suffer when we are sinned, so how can we let our children suffer with them? Yo'er has just been engaged, how can the master be reluctant? A woman's voice came from the carriage behind.

"Mozi is sad, Yang Zhu is crying, ......" The man did not answer her words, and lifted the window to look at Mai Lang on both sides of the official road, with a thoughtful expression.

“…… Let's go back, the concubine doesn't have any opinions, but why did the master resign? If you don't let it go well, this is the right government of the General Administration. The woman didn't seem to care whether he replied to her words or not, and kept talking to herself. When it comes to the words, the voice is long and sweet, with a delicate charm that Jiangnan women have uniquely.

"Noise!" The male voice reached out and knocked on the wall of the car, ordering the convoy to speed up.

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On this day, Gu Mengping went to the old monk's house to listen to the lecture as usual.

Ever since he crossed over, he felt that his memory was excellent, and some books could be remembered just by reading them once.

Last month, I learned "Rong Ku Jian", which was written by Feng Dao, the prime minister of the fifth generation, and talked about the way of doing things.

A few days ago, he was able to recite it backwards.

But the old monk was stunned and let him read for a few more days.

Seeing him come in, the old monk smiled and pointed to the "Rong Ku Jian" on the table with his finger.

Gu Mengping understood and recited.

After a while, the recitation is finished.

The old monk bowed his head, "Can you understand what it means?" ”

Gu Mengping thought for a while and said, "A gentleman is not expensive, and a villain is not cheap." The gentleman does not talk about taking, and the villain does not talk about dedication, in fact, this is all due to his nature. A gentleman seeks fame lightly but is often burdened by fame, villains can bend and stretch, can be true and false, but they cherish their lives and bodies the most. In fact, whether it is a gentleman or a villain, they are all usable people. A gentleman can use it for me, and a villain can use it for me. This is the great road, and ......"

Listening to his explanation, the old monk nodded slowly.

"You can't go in...... Get out of ......" Gu Mengping's words did not fall, but he heard the scolding sound of Yingsleeve outside.

When the old monk lectures, it is forbidden for Yijing and Yingsleeve to approach. Yingsleeve was ignorant when he was young, and when he saw Gu Mengping staying in the old monk's house for two hours and not coming out, he was so anxious that he cried. Later, the old monk blackened his face and slapped her a few times. Since then, Yingsleeve knew that she should be quiet at this hour.

The old monk's brows moved and furrowed.

Gu Mengping stood up and walked to the window.

I happened to see an elegant middle-aged man, who was stopped outside the mountain gate by Yingsleeve, with a wry smile on his face.

"Master, I am Gu Weiyu of Dongfu, and I hope that Master Master will allow me to enter the temple." The middle-aged man outside the door saw that Yingsleeve was not allowed to enter, and he didn't dare to push her away, so he had to open his mouth helplessly.

Gu Weiyu? Hearing this name, Gu Mengping was stunned for a moment.

Dimensional? Or is it from Dongfu? When did the people of Dongfu return to Suiping? He didn't hear any wind.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and laughed at himself.

How many people in the Gu family have treated him as their own son? If you were sincere to him, how would you have abandoned him at the bottom of the mountain? How could the people of Dongfu inform him when they went back and forth?

He was laughing at himself, but he didn't notice that the old monk's brow was furrowed even tighter.

After a long while, the old monk said, "Come in!" ”

Gu Wei straightened his clothes and straightened his crown again, and then walked into the meditation room with an unhurried official.

Seeing Gu Mengping, who was holding the curtain for him, he was slightly stunned.

"I've seen the master!" No matter what age the people of the Gu family are, when they see the old monk, they usually don't call him a layman, but only call him Master.

The old monk didn't even raise his eyes, he sat on the futon with his head down, his eyes looking at his nose and his nose looking at his heart.

He didn't give up his seat, he didn't reply, as if there was no one standing in front of him.

Gu Weiyue was a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, at this time, Gu Mengping prepared a futon for him and served clear tea, which relieved his embarrassment.

"This is the son of Visheng? Look at how tall they have grown......" Gu Weiyu touched his body indiscriminately, and the embarrassment on his face was even greater. Because he wanted to go up the mountain temporarily, he didn't bring any jade pendants and fans with him when he came.

Seeing that his hand couldn't be withdrawn in his arms, Gu Meng took two steps back after saluting.

Stand aside.

The old monk's eyes widened slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at Gu Weiyu.

Just this glance, Gu Weiyu's face turned red.

There was a slight sweat on the forehead.

He laughed dryly, and scolded his wife several times in his heart. If she hadn't said that the road on the mountain was difficult to walk, and there were many trees, she was afraid that she would be damaged in vain, how could he be so ugly?

"Master, when I came, my father entrusted the grandson of the fourth family...... Uh, me...... Kowtow to the Master! Gu Weiyue stood in an orderly manner, and after saying this, he lifted the brocade robe on his body, knelt on his knees, and made a junior salute.

Then he got up, and told the old monk one by one when he returned to Suiping, why he returned, and who he saw after he came back.

“…… In this way, half a month ago, I and I led the appointment back to Suiping to celebrate the birthday of the old patriarch. Originally, Yo'er was supposed to come to see the master, but I knew that the master liked purity, so I didn't dare to let him come. When he said the word pure, Gu Weiyue raised his eyes and looked at Gu Mengping who was standing on the side.

His name is pure.

Gu Mengping's heart was bitter! The patriarch of a clan has passed his birthday, and as a child of the Gu family, no one has come to inform him.

The people of the Gu family have forgotten themselves, right?

"Even if you see you, Ann is also invited, you can go down the mountain first! You are not used to the coarse tea and light rice in the temple. The old monk bowed his head and sang a Buddha horn.

The sweat on Gu Weiyu's face became more and more.

Then he gritted his teeth and knelt down again with a thud.

"Master Sun Qiyu of the Fourth Clan, it's not that he didn't come to ask for peace when he came back, he really entertained too much. Today, the Wang family is invited, Ming'er County is invited, and the Li family and the Fan family have another banquet in the future......"

Fan Wang Li Wan plus a Gu family, that is, the five surnames of Suiping, these five surnames in the entire Runing Mansion can speak.

Hearing this, the old monk shook his head and slowly closed his eyes.

He seemed impatient to talk to him.

Gu Weiyu looked up at Gu Mengping, hesitating.

Gu Mengping was interested, and hurriedly gave a salute and withdrew.

He gently put down the bamboo curtain to block mosquitoes, and then was about to turn around and leave, but he heard a cold word.

"This temple is full of men, how can you leave a little girl here? It's unseemly to say it......"

Gu Mengping stood still suddenly, sweat dripping from the corners of his forehead.

Then, he heard the old monk in the room snort heavily.

Gu Mengping took a long breath and walked lightly to the backyard.

Although she is only four years old, she already has her own house, and she not only dresses herself, but also folds the bed neatly.

He had just walked to the door of the Yingsleeve House when he heard the voices of two mothers-in-law chattering from inside.

"When I was young, I was so beautiful, and when I grew up, I still have it? Doesn't it have to be a troubled character? ”

"Yes, this kind of color can't be left in our house, so as to save a few brothers......

"In my opinion, it's better to find someone to sell far away after going down the mountain!"

Gu Mengping was suddenly annoyed, coughed heavily, and reached out to knock on the door.

Yingsleeve stood in the middle of the room with a panicked face, and when she saw Gu Mengping appear, she cried out.

"Brother...... Don't rush away...... Don't sell your sleeves ......"

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