Chapter 49: The Turmoil in Guangji Temple (3)

Yingyue and Jinse soon returned.

Yingyue was carrying a basket, and Qing Jinse followed behind her, holding a bowl of medicine with a rich fragrance.

"Miss, this is the meal that the prince asked to open a small stove to prepare for you."

Yingyue put the basket down, opened it, and took out a bowl of steaming white porridge with white smoke floating with a few pieces of shredded meat floating and a white jade cup with a lid on it, and I don't know what it contained.

"What is this?"

Song Li pointed to the jade cup, vaguely smelled a burst of fragrance, and frowned slightly.

Yingyue lifted the lid of the jade cup, and instantly a pungent fragrance wafted in.

Song Li looked at the cooked chicken stewed in the jade cup and blinked, "This is also what Chu Rong asked people to prepare?" ”

Yingyue nodded, with a happy face, "Yes, the prince said that you need a big supplement now, and this chicken has been simmering slowly since you went up the mountain." ”

"The prince is so good to you!"

She asked about the smell of the chicken, with a look of envy.

Song Li nodded slowly, picked up a piece of chicken with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, and immediately squinted with satisfaction.

I don't know what seasoning is put in this chicken, it is extremely tender, it melts in the mouth, and the lips and teeth are fragrant, and my heart is instantly happy, and the depression in my heart is also swept away and relaxed.

She was eating the meat and drinking the porridge in small sips, her eyes narrowed into a slit, and she enjoyed it.

Sure enough, the free stuff is fragrant when eaten.

"Cherish it, you won't be able to eat it in the future."

Chu Rong didn't know when he came to her door, watching her eat with relish, and a little smile appeared in his eyes.

Song Li held the spoon for a moment, licked the porridge on his lips, and looked at Chu Rong vigilantly, "You poisoned?" ”

"It's not enough to be poisoned." Chu Rong walked in slowly, still with a faint smile on his face, "It's just that the process of this guinea fowl is very cumbersome, and the materials are also very precious, it costs a hundred taels of silver to make it once, and I am entrusted by Mu Feng and the Taoist to recuperate you as soon as possible, so you can eat it for free during this time, and when your body recovers, you will have nothing to do with me, and you won't be able to eat it if you want to." ”

It costs a hundred taels of silver to make a chicken, it's really extravagant, it's really a loser!

She pursed her lips and complained secretly in her heart, the movements in her hands sped up a lot, if she didn't eat for nothing, she didn't want money anyway, and she couldn't give Chu Rong, the old fox province.

Thinking that she even smacked the chicken bones, drank all the soup without a drop left, touched her slightly swollen belly, and looked at Chu Rong proudly, "It's okay, I'm tired of eating it this time!" ”

"That's a great idea!" Chu Rong nodded, glanced at the jade cup meaningfully, and said with a smile: "But we are only in Guangji Temple for three days at most, the materials of this guinea fowl are limited, and we can make three servings at most, so it is a little difficult for you to get tired of eating during this time." ”

"It's okay, if you want to eat it then, just go to your house and tie up the cook!"

She said, pleased with her wit.

"The 1,000 secret guards in my house are not vegetarians." Chu Rong looked at her with a smile, and continued as soon as he spoke; "Now that you have reminded me, I will definitely arrange the defenses of the house when I return to the house, lest you come to the door and kidnap people when you are greedy."

Song Li glanced at him and continued to touch his stomach, "What are you doing here, it won't be just to remind me to eat more, right?" ”

"Let me ask you if you want to listen to Master Zen Yi talk about Buddhism."

Chu Rong pushed the medicine on the table in front of her and said leisurely.

She looked at the black medicine in front of her, wrinkled her nose in disgust, took the bowl and drank it dry, covered her mouth and nose with one hand, and was about to pour water with the other.

Seeing this, Chu Rong raised his hand and patted her hand on the teapot, took out a small bag of plums from his arms and handed it to her, and said helplessly and with a little doting, "I know that if you are careless, you will definitely not remember to bring it." ”

Song Li glared at him, twisted up two plums and put them in his mouth, and only after a while did he loosen his brows, "I won't go, I'm a layman who can't enjoy the baptism of this Buddha sound, you can go." ”

She said and waved at Chu Rong like a fly.

Chu Rong nodded, "It's okay, then you can rest in the courtyard." ”

He wrapped up the rest of the plums and got up to leave.

"Umeko-stay!" She looked at the plum in Chu Rong's hand.

"This is for you when you take medicine, not for you to be a snack."

Chu Rong said without looking back, and put the plum into his sleeve.

"Stingy!"

She stared at Chu Rong's back, scolded in a low voice, and was ready to go out for a walk to digest it.

In the mountains in the evening, the air is unusually fresh.

The sound of Lang Lang Buddha came from the Zen temple, dyeing this ancient temple in the mountains with a bit of mysterious color.

Song Li took the moon and the flowers to the temple under the blessing tree.

Looking at the blessing tree covered with red ribbons, an unknown smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

Buddhism is obviously atheist, or anti-theist, claiming that the Buddha is an enlightened person, but it does not object to people offering the Buddha up, worshipping from 9 to 5, adding incense, I don't know if people are ignorant, or the gods and Buddhas are teasing people.

"Miss, let's hang one too!"

I don't know that Yingyue took out a red ribbon from there and raised it in front of her.

"Where did it come from?"

She pointed to the red ribbon in Yingyue's hand and was quite surprised, she clearly didn't see this thing in her hand just now.

As he spoke, he saw Cai Wei and Jinse also take out the same red ribbon.

"I bought it in the afternoon, three copper plates and one piece!"

Cai Wei stretched out three fingers and gestured, hehe smiled.

Song Li smiled, took the red ribbon in the hands of the three of them, carried the internal strength, and floated silently to the tree on tiptoe, landing on a thick branch.

She tied the red ribbon and fell back to the ground, watching Yingyue and the three of them kneel on the ground with their hands folded and worship and worship reverently.

Looking at this scene, for some reason she remembered the Tibetan Buddhist friend in her previous life, she was slightly stunned, the corners of her mouth raised a melancholy and lost smile, and the melodious evening breeze blew across her face, blowing her thoughts far and wide, far away to spanning thousands of years of time and space.

In her previous life, she had a Buddhist friend, and he told her many allusions to Buddhism, such as the source of Buddhism is that when Buddha Shakyamuni was born, he pointed to the heavens and the earth, saying that the world and the earth are the only ones.

Because of this allusion, the two fought so much that they almost fought.

At that time, because she was mentally weak and full of filthy things, and her perennial dreams caused her to have a mental breakdown, he helped her to smoke incense to ward off evil spirits, and sat on a deserted mountain and recited the Dharma in Tibetan that she did not understand.

Now that the two have been separated by a long time, those memories have become the softest existence in her heart.

"Miss, what are you thinking?"

Yingyue's voice pulled her thoughts back.

She shook her head, took a deep look at the blessing tree, and left without saying a word.

In that plane, she was dead, and in this plane, she guarded those memories like treasures.

When I returned to the house, there was an extra letter on the table.

On the envelope was written the Four Princes presented a few large characters.

She only glanced at it and knew that this letter was not sent by Chu Tianyu.

Chu Tianyu never called himself a prince in front of her, and Chu Tianyu also handed her letters during her time on the mountain, and the signatures were all his names.

She opened the letter and saw that it was written, "Yufu Mountain is not gone." A few words, without the time.

Chu Tianyu's handwriting she remembered, although the words on the letter were the same as Chu Tianyu's, but a closer look could still see the gap.

The strength of the words on the letter is not enough, and the writing is not smooth, and there is a feeling of deliberate appearance.

It is too far from Chu Tianyu's flowing clouds and flowing water, and the words and bones of the three points into the wood.

She had learned the art of physiognomy, and although she was not proficient, she could generally see something.

The first sentence of the eight-form argument of measuring words: the mouth shape is to be dry, and the same is true for the three paintings without injury.

The first word on the envelope is four, which is a mouth-shaped word, and the corresponding character is a girl, so this letter is from the hand of a girl.

This also explains why the handwriting is not strong enough.

The Kun pen of the word is broken and weak, it is the appearance of the early death of the mother, and although Chu Tianyu's mother is not favored, she is still alive and well.

There is also a more obvious thing, these words are a little crooked, although it is not very obvious, but it can still be seen, the crooked handwriting of the lord has been lonely all his life.

Although she didn't know who wrote to her imitating Chu Tianyu's self, she must have bad intentions, her eyes flashed slightly, and she crumpled the letter in her hand and threw it into the garbage basket.

Rather, she wanted to see who the writer was.

"I'll go out."

"Miss, where are you going?"

Yingyue followed her out of the room and asked her worriedly.

"Yufu Mountain, you don't have to follow."

She left a word, and without looking back, she used light skills and flew towards Yufu Mountain.

Coming to the foot of the mountain, she stopped, looked at the mountain, which had been half covered by the white mist, and tapped the corners of her mouth.

It's a great place to kill people and sell goods.

She poked and thought secretly, once again luckily internal strength, her toes were light, and her slender figure shuttled through the mountains.

When I came to the top of the mountain, there was a hole in the top of the mountain in the white mist.

A hundred-year-old tree is erected in it, and the chessboard made of jade is written under the tree, and two pieces of tuanpu are placed on both sides, and not far away is a viewing pavilion.

In the landscape pavilion, a black figure is faintly visible.

The back looks very thin, not as generous as a man.

She slowly walked towards the observation pavilion and stopped in front of it.

"Who are you?" She put her hands on her chest and looked at the person in front of her, "What is the matter with imitating the handwriting of the fourth prince and asking me to come here?" ”

The man in black slowly turned around, revealing a pair of familiar eyes.

"Miss Song is so bold that she dares to come alone."

The man in black lowered his voice and said in a non-male or female voice, with a bit of danger in his eyes.

Song Li looked at the other party coldly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a meaningful smile, "Bai Yuxin, you really know martial arts!" ”

Her tone was very firm, and she saw a trace of panic quickly pass through the other party's eyes, and was about to explain, she sneered as if she had seen through the other party's thoughts, "I can't think of it, I can't think of it." ”