"This is where you want to go?" Yuan Zhiheng, who was in a bamboo leaf cyan robe, was particularly relaxed and chic today, pointing to the temple in front of him and asking about Diancui.

Diancui nodded shyly, this is not an ordinary temple, it is a temple for sending her son Guanyin Niangniang, the incense here is extremely prosperous, and there is an endless stream of good men and women who come to ask for children.

The Bodhisattva on the lotus throne in the main hall looks solemn, looking down on all beings with compassion.

Yuan Zhiheng was pulled away by Diancui, and knelt down to pray together, and then donated incense money, Yuan Zhiheng knew that she was eager to ask for a son, so he also obeyed her one by one.

Looking at the good men and women coming and going, Yuan Zhiheng knew that this was only a small temple on the outskirts of the city, and with such incense, the big temples in the city were even more crowded.

At that time, the saint had become more and more seventy, and over the years, he became more and more obsessed with Buddhism, because the capital began to build Buddhist temples as early as a few years ago.

Nowadays, however, not only temples are being built in various places, but more and more people are evading military service under the pretense of becoming monks. In response to such acts, a clear decree was issued that those who evaded military service could be exempted from prison if they paid 100 taels of silver, but those who forged their membership as monks were sentenced to death.

With such a clear order, Yuan Zhiheng once discussed it privately with several righteous brothers, although they all spoke slightly, but at that time, everyone was soft-spoken, so they could only sigh in private. Moreover, the saint became more and more rigid and self-serving, and beheaded some good ministers and loyal generals who admonished.

Yuan Zhiheng seems to be square on the outside and square on the inside, but in fact, the square and round set is all the appearance in him, a person who has gone through hardships and is talented, he wants to be convenient, and he wants to be round...... An official like him would not be stunned at this time to persuade the old emperor not to indulge too much in those Zen rituals for the good name of the Shiyu Festival.

After worshipping the Buddha early in the morning, he and Diancui dismissed the maids, found a remote shop by the West Lake, and ate a plate of wine lees cockles and a pot of apricot blossoms to make wine.

"Xianggong, let's have a drink early in the morning, okay?" Diancui took a sip of sweet apricot blossom stuffing, but he wanted to ask.

"It's not good, eating wine in the morning hurts the liver and stomach," Yuan Zhiheng picked a piece of cockle meat for her, and said, "But no one sees it left and right, and it doesn't hurt to eat two cups." ”

Diancui took the hand he handed over, and took the cockle meat into his mouth in one bite, and the cockle meat was strong and full of umami:

"Then I'll have another drink."

"I'm married and a wife, and I'm still so childish." Yuan Zhiheng's tone was a little doting, and what he said seemed to be that Diancui was married to someone else, and he was still a teacher.

"It's okay, no one sees it left or right." Diancui blinked.

Yuan Zhiheng laughed, his lady learned to speak with him, and he was always vivid.

Diancui was full of food and drink, and then he sighed, Yuan Zhiheng asked why he sighed?

"Is it disrespectful that the general will worship the Bodhisattva and come to eat meat again, and will the Bodhisattva blame him?" Diancuila hung her head and muttered quietly, she was guilty of a stomach.

"Probably ......" Yuan Zhiheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her sympathetically.

"Ah, this ...... What should I do......" Diancui scratched her head sadly, Yuan Zhiheng was really scared when she looked at her like that, she didn't expect her to say a word, she took it seriously, so she thought about quickly comforting her.

But when he heard Diancui's eyes suddenly moved, he said:

"I heard that the champion is a Wenqu star, Xianggong was a dignified Wenqu star in your previous life, I heard that the immortals are all a family, why don't you go to the Bodhisattva today / to ask for mercy, so that she doesn't have the same knowledge as me, an insignificant ordinary man, and forgive me?" Dian Cui said this, then pulled Yuan Zhiheng's sleeve and begged.

Although Zi Bu is strange and confused, but others don't believe it, she believes it, otherwise how can she explain how she relived in this world?

Yuan Zhiheng poked her forehead fiercely, and scolded her for foolishness, but she couldn't help but smile brightly in her eyes, because she had always been a fairy-like existence in her heart.

"Don't worry, the Bodhisattva won't blame you, but after eating meat, if you can eat a cup of tea and meditate and nourish your qi, you will be more sincere." Yuan Zhiheng couldn't help but laugh.

Diancui clapped his hands and said with a smile: "The Bodhisattva means to let us go and eat another cup of tea, I have been to all the large/small teahouses in Hangzhou, and today I took Xianggong to the most fun of the family!" ”

The so-called most interesting teahouse is the consensus reached by her and Qin Xiaolan, but because there are three or five servants in the teahouse, the storytelling and singing songs are very novel and interesting, and it just so happens that the appearance of these servants is also handsome and cute.

"Oh?" Yuan Zhiheng smiled: "Then I will listen to Madame's arrangement." ”

The teahouse was not far from the West Lake, and the two of them talked and laughed along the way, during which Yuan Zhiheng bought Diancui a face figure of He Xiangu......

A couple with such a look is bound to attract everyone's attention. Yuan Zhiheng, as the prefect's parent official, some people have seen some people have not seen him, but they have never seen him as hearty and chic as he is today. Diancui's body is petite and delicate like the size of a woman in the south of the Yangtze River, but her facial features are bright and three-dimensional like wild roses blooming in the north of the Yangtze River, her lips are small and thick, and she is full of enchantment/charm, and when she looks at the man on her side, it seems to be the mist on the West Lake, and it is like the bright moon on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Yuan Zhiheng stood still at the door of the teahouse, looking at the four big characters written on the door plaque "Qingfeng Xiaoyue", there was always a feeling that something was not quite right in his heart, this "Qingfeng Xiaoyue", "Wind and Snow Moon", "Red Sleeve Move", "Full Garden Spring"...... These names always feel a little similar.

Diancui happily pulled Yuan Zhiheng, who looked inexplicable, into the teahouse.

"Mrs. Yuan, you are free to come today, please come inside, but unfortunately the private room upstairs is gone, only the private seat upstairs, find you a good music by the window?" The little girl recognized Diancui and greeted warmly, but she quietly looked at the man next to her, Yuan Zhiheng.

There are more surnames Yuan in Hangzhou Mansion, and Mrs. Yuan will naturally be more...... Dian Cui called herself Mrs. Yuan, and no one recognized the man next to her as the prefect.

"You're familiar," Yuan Zhiheng and Dian Cui went upstairs and sat down. remembered that in the past, when he didn't get famous, he and a group of righteous brothers spent all day in restaurants, restaurants, teahouses, and listening to music, but now it is the other way around.

I ordered a few dim sum fruits in this teahouse, and I didn't forget to smile proudly:

"The interesting thing about this teahouse is not the tea and fruit here, you will know later."

Yuan Zhiheng looked around, and most of the people who came to eat tea were ladies and ladies in brocade clothes, with fragrant clothes and sideburns, fat and thin, all of them without curtains, and pink faces and apricot cheeks. Yuan Zhiheng chuckled and said with a smile, but it was funny.

How could the woman who came to eat tea today give birth to so many and dress up so beautifully...... Diancui's cheeks puffed up slightly, and he peeked at Yuan Zhiheng with his eyes, but saw that his old god was eating tea and fruits, and he didn't stare at those women, but those women glanced at her with envy from time to time, and Diancui's face showed a little color.

But it didn't take long for this pride to see the figure of an acquaintance, how could Qin Qingqing come to this teahouse today, I haven't seen her come to it in Su Ri.

Didn't you deliberately come here and "meet" with your father-in-law?

Diancui's heart was full of alarms.

Qin Qingqing also saw them, and nodded slightly towards Yuan Zhiheng, his eyes aimed at the dotted cui, but he only regarded it as invisible.

Only then did Diancui notice that she was also wearing a cardamom green skirt today, and Diancui dragged her cheeks and ate a dried bamboo shoots and plums, lazily calling Xianggong.

Well? Yuan Zhiheng responded.

"I wore this dress today, I went to Tsing Yi Pavilion yesterday to make it, Xiaolan said that the color is more tender, is it good to look at Xianggong?"

Yuan Zhiheng couldn't help but smile: "The green of the cardamom shoots, a little greener than the color of the first buds, there is a way of cardamom branches, beautiful and unparalleled, strong spring, the most suitable for you." If you wear it, you are charming and moving, and if you are someone else, it will inevitably follow suit. ”

is as conceited as Yuan Zhiheng, I didn't expect that one day I would say such flamboyant words to please my wife, but it was extremely natural and smooth to say it. Sure enough, patting the lady's ass is different from the whiskers on the side.

When Dian Cui heard this, his eyes were full of joy, and he thought that he was ugly, and this was the first time that Xianggong boasted of his beauty.

"Where is the first time, do you remember when you were in Qianjia Village, your husband said that the peach blossoms are not as good as you?" Yuan Zhiheng's face turned slightly red, and he ate a cup of tea to cover it up.

Yuan Zhiheng mentioned the experience of the two in Qianjia Village, nodded to Cuiyile, and said: "Did Xianggong say that the daughter-in-law of Qian Gangzi's family, Peach Blossom, was later recommended by himself to be sold to Rich Liu's family?" ”

"Well, the peach blossoms of Rich Man Liu's family and the peach blossoms on the branches are not as good as you."

This time, it was Dian Cui's turn to blush, and he said, "Could it be that the prime minister coveted it at that time...... Coveting my beauty? ”

"Poof!" Yuan Zhiheng hadn't swallowed a sip of tea yet, and almost squirted out of his nose.

The little lady became more and more bold, and Yuan Zhiheng bent his finger and looked at Dian Cui's head twice.

"Lord Yuan and Mrs. Yuan are really in love." It was a girl in a long blue dress with big sleeves.

Diancui glanced at Yuan Zhiheng in surprise, Yuan Zhiheng picked up the teacup and shook his head slightly, meaning that he didn't recognize this girl either.

"Who is this girl?" Diancui asked with a smile.

"Brother Yuan, this is the second lady in the Jiangnan Weaving Mansion." Qin Qingqing hurriedly stepped forward to introduce Yuan Zhiheng.

It seems that he came to eat tea and listen to the drama with Qin Qingqing.

"It turned out to be the daughter of Master Cui's family, fortunately." Yuan Zhiheng nodded slightly.

Although Master Cui is at the same level as him, he acts on behalf of the Son of Heaven and is a minister-like figure. If you see it, you have to be polite.

Different from Qin Qingqing's subtle and elegant, that Miss Cui looked at Yuan Zhiheng with a scorching/hot light, she had seen so many children of official families or young officials, and she was the first one who was so handsome and unapologetic to herself.

Diancui looked at the past, there were a lot of girls who came to say hello, all of them were brought by Qin Qingqing, this Qin Qingqing does have some ability, but he is also a businessman, and he knows so many official eunuchs and nobles.

"Daughter of the Sun family of the former Ministry of Literature, meet your lordship, madam." Oh, the daughter of the former Wenxuan Division's family, the Wenxuan Division is a yamen that local officials have always had to stammer.

"Miss Sun, it's a good luck." Yuan Zhiheng nodded again, and Diancui even bloomed with a gentle and demure smile, what day is it.

"The little girl is from Mu Tong's family, please say hello to the adults and Mrs." A certain girl was the youngest, and greeted Yuan Zhiheng and Diancui with a smile.

This point cui recognizes, and Yuan Zhiheng also recognizes:

"Why did you come out for tea today, didn't your father invite a few gentlemen to teach you words?" This child is the most uneasy one in the Mu family, Yuan Zhiheng asked with a smile.

Miss Mu scratched her head and smiled, Mr. Taoist is not here today.

Diancui covered her mouth and smiled, this was angry with the children of the Mu family again.

"Madam, you are laughing at me again, next time I find a new word book, I will not be the first to show it to you." Miss Mu stomped her feet and said, she is more familiar with Diancui and is a "book friend".

"Okay, I won't laugh at you. Let's sit down and have tea, and then the opera should begin. Diancui smiled.

"Well, then we'll go." Miss Mu was also panicked when she saw the sisters looking at the adults like that, and hurriedly urged everyone to go and sit down next door.