Xiao Yao was slightly shocked, but he didn't expect Yan Shaoxun to really ask for a fight.

"His Royal Highness the King of Chu has this intention, and I have received it for the soldiers of Yumen Pass. I also asked the king of Chu to take care of one or two in the court for the sake of his comrades, military rations and grass. ”

Yan Shaoxun said briskly: "Don't worry, I will naturally take care of it." You have to be careful with Yu Yuan, his trip is to supervise the war. ”

"Thank you King Chu, I know."

Yan Shaoxun saw that he had already said what he wanted to say, and he didn't stay longer and left Xiao Mansion.

After he left, Xiao Yao couldn't sleep anymore.

When I came to the study, I first wrote a letter to Mingzhu, and then took out the map of Yumen Pass, and saw that the sky was faint. Put on your armor, gather your fifty soldiers, mount your horse and go out of the city.

And Gu Fanghua doesn't know anything about Xiao Yao's expedition now, but she didn't sleep well tonight.

She has always remembered that she will go up the mountain with Gu Shinian tomorrow, and she doesn't know if Master Juekong of Zhulin Temple will be the person she thinks.

finally survived until dawn, and after letting the green chrysanthemum clean up, he sent Xiao Lezi to urge Gu Shinian.

Empress Dowager Zhong was a little anxious to see her having breakfast, and she also knew what she was thinking. distressed: "You really don't want to mourn your family and go to see it?" Gu Erlang was only a few years old at the beginning, so I'm afraid I can't remember it clearly. ”

"It's all right, grandmother. I feel that between the bloodlines, there is an intuition that cannot be seen and touched. If Second Brother Gu also has a sense, I will ask Master Juekong to come down the mountain, you can come and see. ”

When Empress Dowager Zhong heard Gu Fanghua say this, she smiled and said, "Hearing you say this, it seems that you are nine out of ten?" ”

"Grandmother, just wait for my good news!"

Empress Dowager Zhong was still not at ease, and said with a smile: "In case of mistake, you are not allowed to cry on the mountain." Come back and cry, and mourn your family hurts you. ”

Tears welled up in Gu Fanghua's eyes, and she said softly: "Whether it is or not, my grandmother is my dearest person." ”

When Gu Fanghua and Gu Shinian went out, Empress Dowager Zhong's heart also beat violently.

couldn't help but say to Mama Fang: "Xiuchun, how can you mourn your family's heart, and you are also up and down?" I knew it earlier, and the mourning family also went to take a look. ”

"The Queen Mother is not in a hurry, whether it is or not, the princess will return in the afternoon at most. If not, the princess still needs your comfort. If you are really a concubine, you are equivalent to half a son, and the concubine can be filial to the queen mother. ”

When Mama Fang mentioned the concubine, Empress Dowager Zhong couldn't help but sigh: "That child is also a mourning family who grew up." is a good boy, otherwise Liuyue would not have been able to go with him. ”

"The Queen Mother is not in a hurry, everything will wait for the princess to come back. Or the slave and maid are not old and dizzy, so let the slave and maid follow and go to see them? ”

Mama Fang was originally joking, but she didn't expect Empress Dowager Zhong to be serious.

Empress Dowager Zhong thought for a while and ordered: "Yes, why didn't the mourning family think of it? If you are serious, you may be more familiar with the colt than the mourning family. ”

Mama Fang said tentatively: "Then the slave maid is also going to take a look?" ”

"Okay, you go too, take a good look, don't let Mingzhu be deceived. If she's sad, you can persuade her. ”

Empress Dowager Zhong didn't take Master Juekong in her eyes before, but now she was uneasy in her heart, and she felt that it was more reassuring for Mama Fang to take a trip.

Mama Fang immediately received the order, turned around and ordered someone to set up a car, followed Gu Fanghua and them, and also went to Zhulin Temple.

When Gu Fanghua came to Zhulin Temple, he didn't want anyone to pass it on, and went directly to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Xiao Shami said that Master Juekong was copying Buddhist scriptures on the second floor, Gu Fanghua simply went upstairs, and then asked Father-in-law Qian to guard the door.

In front of the desk on the second floor, a white porcelain incense burner was placed, and three incense sticks were burning inside, and Master Juekong was carefully copying Buddhist scriptures.

Gu Fanghua tiptoed over and knelt beside the desk. Gu Shinian, who was originally absent-minded, was also infected by that kind of tranquility and piety, and knelt on the other side.

Master Juekong wrote very slowly, and did not put down the Buddhist scriptures he was copying because of Gu Fanghua's arrival.

Ink and paper are very precious, and he has to finish writing them in one breath before he can stop, otherwise the ink mixed with gold dust will be wasted.

Gu Shinian gently raised his eyes to investigate, only to see Master Juekong kneeling and sitting straight, raising his arms and hanging his wrists. The posture of holding the pen and the form of writing are very similar to those of my grandfather and father.

It's just that the face is full of scars, some of which are already white marks, and some of which have turned out red tumors, which looks very scary.

I can't see the original appearance at all, but the eyes are still intact, as deep and quiet as well water, and there is only the ethereal spirit of a person outside the square.

In fact, Gu Shinian can't remember the appearance of Uncle Gu Dian clearly, but the person in his memory is handsome and high-spirited. I really can't connect with the monk in front of me.

Gu Shinian calmed down, and then carefully looked at Master Juekong's handwriting.

There are many handwritten books by Gu Dian at home, and my grandfather has preserved them very well in different categories. Gu Shinian remembered that his uncle knew willow script and cursive, but he really didn't remember it, and there was this self-created style.

He sighed in his heart, feeling that Mingzhu was whimsical, but he could only be disappointed.

Gu Fanghua and Gu Shinian did not speak, until Master Juekong used up the ink in the inkstone, and then put down the pen.

"Amitabha, Her Royal Highness the princess is here today, do you still want scriptures? This copy of the Diamond Sutra is almost finished, and the princess will be able to take it with her in the afternoon. ”

Gu Fanghua shook his head and said with a smile: "I didn't come to the mountain today to ask for scriptures, but I felt that the master was a bit like one of my relatives, so I came to ask for verification." ”

A little ripple appeared in Juekong's eyes, and then there was no shock, no joy or sorrow.

He lowered his head and said: "The poor monks can't remember the old things clearly, and they can't climb up to Her Royal Highness the Princess." The princess was afraid that she was mistaken. ”

Gu Fanghua supported his chin with both hands, staring at Juekong, not knowing what was going on, and he didn't feel hateful at all.

On the contrary, there is an indescribable kindness.

Gu Fanghua smiled coquettishly: "Second brother, do you think Master Juekong's eyes are similar to mine?" ”

Don't say it, don't think it, Gu Fanghua's apricot eyes are moving, smart and cute. But on Juekong's face, it looks ethereal and quiet.

Gu Shinian didn't dare to be careless, and only smiled: "There are tens of millions of people with similar eyes, not to mention that they have different experiences, it is difficult to distinguish." Pearl, don't laugh. ”

Without waiting for Mingzhu to refute, Gu Shinian said respectfully: "Master, I don't know whose work your font is Lin?" ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk can't remember. As if holding a pen, he can write, as for what font, the poor monk does not know. ”

Gu Shinian thought for a moment and asked, "Master, can you give me a piece of paper?" ”

Juekong got up, took out a pile of ordinary rice paper from the bottom of the cabinet, and took out a set of pen, ink and paper inkstones. Put it in Gu Shi years ago, he said: "This is used by other fellow copiers, if the donor does not dislike it, he can do it at will." ”

Gu Shinian first sharpened the ink, and then recalled Gu Dian's handwriting, and wrote casually "Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withering".

Put down the pen and said: "Master, please see, are you familiar with it?" ”