"Miaoyu—"

Lin Daiyu, Shi Xiangyun and others rushed forward to say hello, and it could be seen that they were very familiar with each other.

Jia Baoyu also walked over and said with a smile: "If it weren't for the second brother's masterpiece, I'm afraid you, Shamen Master, would not be willing to open the door to welcome guests?" ”

"Young Master Baoyu laughed, how dare the poor nuns snub you?" Miaoyu said, staring at Han Fei with a pair of wonderful eyes, and then saluted: "Is the honorable driver a loyal uncle?" ”

When Han Fei was talking, he was also looking at this legendary monk, and said with a smile: "I am Han Fei, I have long heard that Monk Miaoyu is a master in the world, and when I see it today, I know that the rumors are true!" ”

A glimmer of joy flashed in Miaoyu's eyes, and then she regained her composure, and said with a faint smile: "Uncle has won the award, how can the poor nun dare to be called a master in the world?" Uncle, Master Baoyu, girls, please have tea in the temple! ”

Jia Baoyu said happily: "Monk Miaoyu's tea art is superb, and today I will have a good time!" ”

Miaoyu turned sideways, and two female nuns walked out of the door to welcome guests, and everyone walked into the Iron Threshold Temple one after another. Entering the door is a small courtyard, the attraction is an old plum tree on the side of the courtyard, the branches are hairing, the flowers bloom more intensely than the plum tree outside the courtyard, far away, there seems to be a dark fragrance blowing in the face. However, this plum tree has white flowers, and if you don't pay attention, it is very likely to be confused with the snow on the branches.

"It's not snow, it's only dark incense!"

I don't know who sighed, and it immediately resonated with everyone.

Han Fei watched the plum blossoms in full bloom, and suddenly looked at Miaoyu, who was dressed in gray, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

Although Miaoyu was greeting everyone, she had actually been paying attention to Han Fei secretly, and when she saw him smile inexplicably, she hurriedly asked, "Uncle Fei didn't find anything interesting?" ”

"Miaoyu is like plum, plum is like Miaoyu!" Han Fei said slowly: "Mei is a gentleman among flowers, Miaoyu is a fairy among people, and she has the same unyielding arrogance, but ......"

When Miaoyu heard Han Fei's words, every sentence hit the heartstrings, as if she was a soulmate she was looking for, and the heart lake of Gujing Wubo suddenly rippled. Her expression was gradually swayed by Han Fei, and she couldn't help asking, "But what?" ”

Han Fei stared at Miaoyu for a moment, and said meaningfully: "Mei is unwilling to compete with all flowers for spring because of pride, its most beautiful moment is destined to bloom in loneliness and cold, if people are too persistent, they will also lose a lot of fun in life!" ”

Miaoyu pondered for a moment and said, "Thank you for your teachings, the poor nun is destined to be accompanied by the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha in this life!" ”

"Entering the WTO is being born, as long as you have a thought in your heart, Hongchen is a dojo everywhere!"

"Amitabha, Uncle is proficient in Zen Taoism!"

"This is not Zen Taoism, this is Heavenly Principle! The three teachings of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism have one thing in common, they all persuade people to follow the principles of heaven, only the principles of heaven are the eternal laws of the Three Realms, as long as there is heavenly principles in the heart, no matter where they are, they are all practice! ”

"Uncle Shengming!"

There are only three rooms in one main hall and two compartments, the main hall is dedicated to Guanyin Master, and the side compartment is the residence of Miaoyu and two nuns. Miaoyu led the people into the living room and told the two nuns to prepare the utensils for making tea, but she herself went to the residence to fetch a book and the four treasures of the study.

"Uncle, I beg you for something, can you please transcribe the poem "Fortune Operator" just now in this booklet?"

"Why not?"

Han Fei took the book, turned a few pages, and was stunned, the book was full of his poems.

"Brother Miaoyu, this ......"

Miaoyu's face was dark red, her eyes flashed with admiration, and she said: "Poor Ni likes Uncle's poems very much, and he is a lifelong confidant, and he has always wanted to know Uncle, but he didn't dare to come to the door to disturb, and he didn't expect to be lucky enough to see Uncle today, so he took the liberty of asking Uncle to leave Mobao!" ”

Damn, it's still a fan! Han Fei smiled slightly, and was about to take up the pen to transcribe the poem just now, but the book on the bookcase was snatched by several girls.

"Sure enough, it's all the poems of my second cousin, I like this sentence the most, 'If life is only as first seen', a famous sentence through the ages!"

"It's because of this sentence that Han Fu suddenly has three more aunts, of course it's not simple! There is also this sentence, 'At that time, it was just ordinary', 'How much hatred the west wind has, and it can't blow away the eyebrows', 'Don't give up the ice and snow for the heat', the words of the second brother are always so impressive......"

"Alright, okay, don't take the lead!" Han Fei scolded with a smile, took back the book, turned to the blank space of the back page, picked up the pen and used the style of the book to transcribe "Fortune Operator * Yongmei" on it.

"Good word!" Miaoyu held the book, stared at the book on it, and sighed for a while: "Uncle's book body integrates the strengths of several families, such as a dragon traveling for nine days, without the color of fireworks in the world, I wonder if the poor nun has the opportunity to ask the uncle for advice?" ”

"There's nothing to ask for advice or not, if Brother Miaoyu is interested in Han's words, just go and help me sort out the copy!"

"Is it okay to be poor?"

Han Fei said casually, he didn't want Miaoyu to take it seriously, the words had already been spoken, and it was not easy to change, so he said: "With your talent, it is Qu Cai to organize the copywriting, there is no reason why you can't do it, but if you want to follow Han, you have to change your outfit!" ”

Miaoyu frowned and was silent, and after a while, she raised her eyebrows and said: "Uncle also said just now, 'Entering the WTO is being born, as long as you have a thought in your heart, Hongchen is a dojo everywhere', if the uncle is willing to accept the poor nun as a maidservant, it doesn't hurt to change back to the world's clothes!" ”

Han Fei originally wanted to make her retreat under the pretext of asking Miaoyu to return to the vulgar, but she didn't expect that in order to learn calligraphy, she was willing to return to the Han Mansion as a maidservant.

"Since you said so, if Han refuses people for thousands of miles, it will be unreasonable, but ......" Han Fei looked at Miaoyu and smiled: "You are not a person in the world, let you be a maidservant, I'm afraid my sisters will not spare me!" ”

"That's right, if a gentleman like Brother Miaoyu goes to do the rough work of Yahuan, it will be a tyrannical thing!" Shi Xiangyun said with a smile.

Miaoyu hurriedly said: "Uncle, the poor nun is willing......"

Han Fei waved his hand and said: "Miaoyu, you have decided to return to the vulgar, don't call yourself a poor nun, there is a lack of a west seat in the Han Mansion Academy, so you can stay in the Han Mansion as the West Seat of the Inner School, and help me sort out the copywriting in the study in your spare time!" ”

"This arrangement is the best, and it is more than enough to serve as the west seat with Miaoyu's talent!"

Everyone unanimously agreed, and Miaoyu also accepted Han Fei's arrangement. Immediately, she took out several teacups and boiled tea for everyone.

There are many kinds of teacups taken out by Miaoyu, including glass, ceramic, and bamboo, but the most precious one is a jadeite. Everyone took a cup, but left the jade cup, there is no doubt that they meant to leave it to Han Fei.

Han Fei didn't take the jade teacup, but picked up a sauce-colored teapot next to him, looked at it, and asked, "Miaoyu, who made this pot?" Have you been to Yixing? ”

Miaoyu saw Han Fei pick up the purple clay pot, her eyes lit up suddenly, and she said excitedly: "Uncle knows the purple clay pot? This pot is self-made by the slave family, and the ancestors of the slave family are Yixing people, and the family heirloom pot-making skills! ”

In this era, the value of the purple clay pot has not yet been discovered, its reputation is not good, and few people know it, but Han Fei knows that once it is known by people who love tea, the commercial value of the purple clay pot is immeasurable. He realized that he had picked up another treasure today.

(End of chapter)