() The little monk clasped his hands together and said, "Female benefactor, please write down your name." ”

Wei Fang wrote Murong Yu's name.

The little monk took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and then said, "Female donor, someone has lit an everlasting lamp today, which is exactly the same as the female donor, please tell the female donor of the birthday." If it's the same person, you don't have to light another one. ”

Wei Fang was stunned.

Murong Yu's heart was also moved, and he stepped forward, "Little Master, can you take a look at that everlasting lamp?" ”

The little monk led Murong Yu to the left, "Yes, donor, please take a look." ”

Murong Yu looked over.

At a glance, I saw the three beautiful words on the sandalwood card.

Murong Yu.

He was very familiar with this handwriting, it was written by Jiang Ran.

There was a strange feeling in his heart.

Wei Fang watched from the sidelines, the girl's intuition, she felt that the name written on the wooden sign was the cousin in front of her.

"It's really the same, I didn't expect there to be someone with the same name and surname as Cousin Yu, but I remember that there is no big family in Guangling. Cousin, isn't there a girl who loves you? ”

When he said the end, there was already a hint of sourness.

Murong Yu didn't hear Wei Fang's words.

He was slender, but he raised his arm to turn the wooden card over. The location and date of birth are written on the back of the wooden plaque.

Guangling, the fourth day of the fourth month of the fourth month of the year of Ding Mao.

Wei Fang said leisurely on the side,

"Even the birthday is the same, the everlasting lamp is really your name, cousin must know which woman it is, otherwise how will people know your birthday."

She was jealous, stomped her foot, and said loudly, "Little Master, light one next to me." ”

The little monk said, "The ever-bright lamp in our nunnery can only be lit once per person, and this one has been lit for a long life, and the female benefactor does not need to light it again." ”

Wei Fang knocked over the vinegar jar at this time, "I want a thousand taels, it should be brighter and bigger than this." ”

The little monk just said in embarrassment, "The female donor is embarrassed, the Buddha sits down and does not deceive people, only a long life of a hundred years old, no thousand-year-old demons." ”

Murong Yu was in a good mood and couldn't help but sneer.

Wei Fang became more and more embarrassed, and did not give up, "Then withdraw this and give me another one." ”

The little monk is also a tendon, and said seriously, "Once this everlasting lamp is lit, we have someone to take care of it day and night, and if it is forcibly extinguished, it will affect the number of lifespans." ”

Wei Fang was dumbfounded for a moment. I was reluctant and felt wronged, but in the end I still said, "You still can't do business, and you don't make money if you have money?" ”

The little monk hurriedly said, "Amitabha, this everlasting lamp is sincere and spiritual, one light is enough, the Buddha purifies all sentient beings, and does not make money." ”

Over the years, because of the favor of the concubine, Wei Fang has also been pampered, and he has to talk about it.

Major General Zeng snorted, "Fang'er, don't be rude." ”

Wei Fang had to shut up alive.

Murong Yu said, "Let's go, the Buddha has also worshipped, it's time to go down the mountain." ”

Wei Fang was in a bad mood and was very reluctant, "I heard Liu Yan say that there is a master in Guanyin Temple who interprets the lot, and it is very effective, I want to draw lots, and I also want to go to see the peach blossoms in the back mountain." ”

Murong Yu thought that Liu Yan was talking too much, so he glanced at Liu Yan with his eyes, but he didn't say anything, "Go ahead." ”

Murong Yu and General Sun Shao were not interested in the matter of drawing lots to solve the lot.

Wei Fang took the girl in to draw lots.

The two chatted under the porch.

"The ever-bright lantern was lit by the girl of the Jiang family." Major General Zeng asked.

Murong Yu replied casually, "Cousin, what else do you want to say, she and I didn't think of my cousin before, we both want to do things, not only me, but also her, there are many things to do in life, and there is no time to waste." ”

Major General Zeng was also very helpless, he was ordered by the elders of the Zeng family, and naturally wanted to say a few more words, "You know that I am not talking about her, but you, you are seventeen years old, and your grandfather and grandmother mean that they want you to leave a bloodline, and the two old men will also have a thought." ”

Murong Yu waved his hand, "There are children in the lineage, you talk to your grandfather, you don't have to put your mind on my heart." ”

Major General Zeng knew that he was true to his word, and he couldn't persuade him several times, so he didn't say it again.

I saw Wei Fang happily take one out and sign it out.

Murong Yu and the others did not follow.

Wei Fang stood in line under the sun, feeling extremely excited.

Most of the people in line came to choose the wedding date.

When it came to Wei Fang, she was holding a signature in her hand.

Fourteen signatures are written on it.

She handed it to the master.

The master took out the signature from the lattice behind him, glanced at her, and then asked, "What does the female benefactor want?" ”

Wei Fang's cheeks flushed, and he whispered, "Marriage." ”

The master only sighed slightly.

Wei Fang asked anxiously, "Isn't it good?" ”

The master said, "This is a sign, if you ask about marriage, it is fate." ”

Wei Fang's eyes turned red all of a sudden, "How is it possible?"

She snatched it and signed it.

There are four lines of poetry written on it,

Peach blossoms smile a little in the spring breeze,

Luo Ping embroidered the screen with many shadows.

The wolf smoke covers the yellow sand,

One is the beginning, the other is empty.

Wei Fang's gaze fell on the last sentence.

Even if she doesn't know how to unsign, she knows that a cause and an empty are not good words.

"I don't believe it, I want to force it." Wei Fang slapped the table.

The master clasped his hands together and shook his head, "Doomed, why bother obsessed, it's not good for anyone, the female donor might as well put it down." ”

There was too much noise here, and Murong Yu came over and pulled Wei Fang.

At a glance, he met the inquiring eyes of the master.

"This benefactor, I'll send you four lines of poetry!"

Murong Yu waved his hand, "No need, I don't believe this." ”

The master just folded his hands and handed Murong Yu a signature.

"When did the donor believe it, when did he open it again and take a look, if he didn't believe it, it didn't hurt to keep it there?"

Murong Yu didn't shirk it anymore, but just took it and put it in his sleeve, "Thank you, master." ”

Wei Fang went down the mountain sullenly, and the peach blossoms didn't look at it.

Major General Zeng touched Murong Yu with his arm, "Do you want to persuade me?" ”

Murong Yu shook his head and sighed, "How about persuading you?" ”

His gaze fell on the mountains.

He doesn't believe in signatures, he doesn't believe in orders.

As long as he wants to, he can hold this country in his hands, let alone the love of children.

It's a pity that he can't hold this life in his hands.

Time flies.

Soon it was the seventh day of the fourth month.

Everything in the medicine hall has been prepared.

Jiang Ran lay on the bed and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

In fact, this time her bet was on the Qian family.

But the bet was a bit risky, and she wasn't sure it would be foolproof.

To say that there is no concern at all is false.

Now behind her is a large family.

If this time, if you can't stand firm in Qingshui Town, everything will be even more difficult in the future.

The burden on his shoulders is heavy, and he does not dare to relax with every step.

Bai Wei couldn't fall asleep when she saw her tossing and turning, "Girl, I'll go and cook you a cup of milk, right?" ”

Jiang Ran shook his head, "No need, I'm just thinking about things." ”