In the early morning of Nanshi, the smell of fireworks is around, all kinds of shops on the street have been opened, selling all kinds of odds and ends, and there are all kinds of stalls on the roadside, shouting and bargaining.

Yan Qingge and Ling Xiao were each wearing light gray ordinary cloth clothes, covering their hair and half of their faces with green scarves, and they were no different from the most ordinary women in this bazaar.

"You said you were going to recruit someone for my restaurant, why did you come here?" Ling Xiao looked at Yan Qingge in distress: "You are crazy, can you let outsiders know what we are doing now?" ”

"Hmm! Don't worry, I'm looking for this little two, and I'll stay for a short time. Yan Qingge said, his eyes lingering on a bridge in the middle of Nanshi.

In the past, when the South Market was not opened, there were often people here who carried the burden to sell things here, forming a spontaneous small market, and since the opening of the South Market, the scale has become larger.

Under the bridge, a small boat you next to me, I next to you, by the boatmen, boat girls holding bamboo poles rowed, it is full of goods, some are freshly caught fish and shrimp, some are just picked fresh fruits, and some people don't know where to pick a dozen early-blooming lotus flowers to sell.

These small boats shuttle uncertainly, and the things they sell are also different, generally speaking, they are fresh goods, if anyone has a fancy to which thing, they will greet the boatman, and the boatman will naturally dock, pay for the delivery, buy and leave, and will not return, but there is a new interest in it.

If the story is correct, this man is one of the people who did business under this bridge with a boat, and there were few people doing business at that time, but now there are many more, and it is a little difficult to find him from the crowd.

Ling Xiao saw Yan Qingge's eyes staring at those who were selling things on the ship, and he was also very curious, so he couldn't help asking, "Qingge, what do you want to buy?" Let's go pick a few. ”

Just after walking a few steps, an old voice on the side of the road said, "It's Princess Yan over there." ”

Yan Qingge looked up and saw an old figure leaning against the roadside wall, talking to her.

This mother-in-law has a bit of temperament, on crutches, and is a lame man with only one leg, who is Ruyi's mother-in-law.

In front of her was a stall selling wontons, and the small wontons that had been wrapped were wrapped in flour, not afraid of sticking, and placed in a large dustpan next to them, and when guests came, she put a bowl in the pot of boiling water, but now it seems that her business is not good.

When Yan Qingge saw her, he had an idea in his heart, pulled Ling Xiao to sit down, and said, "It's me." My friends and I came to hang out, but I didn't expect to see you, so if you don't bother, let's have a bowl of wontons for each of us. ”

Ruyi's mother-in-law happened to have no business, so she cooked a bowl of small wontons for each of them, and then sat down to talk to them.

Yan Qingge took two bites, the taste of this wonton was very ordinary, and because the ingredients were too picky, the entrance was full of radish flavor, and there was almost no meat, no wonder others didn't like to eat it.

Before going out in the morning, Yan Qingge had already eaten and tasted a few, so he pointed to the river intentionally or unintentionally and said, "We see that the things sold on the river there are fresh, when did they start?" Why didn't I see it when I came here as a kid. ”

"It also started in the past two years, and I heard that there was only one monk selling things before, but later the South Market was opened, and there were more talents."

Yan Qingge didn't expect to ask the key point all of a sudden, so he pretended to be surprised: "Monk? What monk? ”

"He is no longer selling, he said that he gave up the Buddha's fate, but now those people are blaspheming the Buddha, so he changed his career to become a beggar. Oh, see the beggar under the wall over there, it's him. ”

Ruyi's mother-in-law pointed to a ruined temple by the river, and under the walls of the temple sat several unkempt beggars.

After spending a while in Ruyi's mother-in-law's stall, Yan Qingge took Ling Xiao to say goodbye.

After crossing the bridge, the two walked all the way to the bottom of the wall, and Yan Qingge carefully identified which one was the person he was looking for.

At the base of the wall sat three beggars, both of whom were disgusting and physically disabled.

The remaining one has a handsome face, a noble body, and although the clothes on his body are shabby, they are cleanly washed.

He sat in the sunlight with his eyes slightly closed, as if he had been plated with a layer of golden light, and it made him feel more calm, as if he were not in the midst of the beggars in the city, but in the bright and dazzling Buddha's treasure hall.

This person does not look like a Da Zhou person, but has honey-colored skin, the length and density of eyelashes are very amazing, the eyes are large, the bridge of the nose is high, the eyebrows are thick and shaped, and the chin is square.

Ling Xiao didn't believe that this person was a monk at all, because there was still thick hair on the top of this person's head, and his hair was black hair with small curls.

"This man! This is the person you're looking for! Ling Xiao said in surprise, she also noticed that this person was different.

Yan Qingge nodded and said, "Master Wu Zhishan, you once said that if someone can explain your origin, you will agree to a request from him, but is it true?" ”

The man on the ground who had been silent suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Yan Qingge.

"There is a believer, she has been indulging in pain, pursuing pleasure, anesthetizing herself, thinking that she has obtained true bliss, but the real her, but the real her is in the sea of suffering, it is difficult to turn back, if I tell me your origin, master, can you surpass that believer."

When the beggar monk on the ground heard this, he slowly stood up and said, "As long as you can tell me where I came from, why not." ”

"You came from the Namada Monastery, which is thousands of miles away, and you were expelled only because your master and the sect you respected were different from the current presiding officer of the Namada Monastery. Please! ”

Wu Zhishan didn't expect Yan Qingge to tell his origin so clearly, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Since coming to this big week, it is the first time that someone has said that he understands his origin.

"I hope the master will follow our agreement, I told me where you came from, and you help me to transcend the believer, as long as she does not detach for a day, you cannot leave her for a day." Yan Qingge said meaningfully.

The Wuzhishan monk nodded, and quietly lowered his eyes with dark brown eyes: "Monks don't speak. ”

"Tomorrow afternoon, you go to the Drunken Immortal Pavilion on Fuxiang Street, where there are people you want to exceed. As for why you want to go, that's Buddha's fate! Got it? Yan Qingge stared at the monk deeply, his eyes collided with Yan Qingge, and he lowered his head slightly, obviously understanding what Yan Qingge meant, Yan Qingge didn't let him confess to her.

This monk still has a certain reputation in Nanshi, and people often go to talk to this monk, so Yan Qingge's actions did not attract anyone's attention.

After leaving, Ling Xiao was still in the shock brought by Yan Qingge, she remembered the name that Yan Qingge pointed to last night, and said in surprise: "Is what you said true, I see that Princess Rouhui is always feasting and having fun, and I thought she was very happy." ”

"Do you remember that before Princess Rouhui's concubine died, did she love to have fun so much?" Yan Qingge asked.

The Ling family is related to Princess Rouhui's concubine, she thought about it for a while, and stammered: "I don't remember, my cousin was gone when I was very young. I remember that Princess Rouhui was always very lively there, and there were a lot of fun things, but my mother didn't take me there, and I had trouble with my mother because of this. ”

Yan Qingge laughed at her: "You used to always think about playing, your mother didn't let you go, there was a reason, Princess Rouhui wanted to be lively, but she wanted it too much and deviant." Like in my house, my sister-in-law doesn't often attend Princess Rouhui's meetings. ”

"But do you think the monk will succeed?" Ling Xiao looked at Yan Qingge's side face, and always felt that Yan Qingge was cheating people.

The monk still had a strange accent when he spoke just now, a bit like those barbarians who didn't speak well in the Great Zhou dialect in Beijing, which made her very uneasy.

"It's okay, if you can't get past her, it's better to let him fall into it together." Yan Qingge said lightly.

The legend she heard before she was reborn is this: it is said that Princess Rouhui lost her husband at an early age and never remarried, and from then on she always liked to feast and drink and spend time and loneliness, until she was middle-aged.

One day, she felt bored, so she went to the market to play, and saw a monk holding a boat and selling things under the bridge.

She asked the monk what he was selling, and the monk said that he was selling Buddha Yuan. There were 30,000 paper packets on his ship, and one of them had words on it that said where he came from, and everyone could buy one every day. If someone buys the paper bag with his origin written on it, he can promise the person one thing.

Although Princess Rouhui is old, she is very playful, and the monk is really good-looking, Princess Rouhui comes to the paper bag every day, maybe they have a fate, before Princess Rouhui's patience is not exhausted, she happened to buy the paper bag with the monk's name written on it.

The monk asked her what she would like him to do for her, and Princess Rouhui said that she would like to let the monk help her get out of the sea of loneliness.

Back and forth, I don't know what's going on, and the two of them are together. Since then, Princess Rouhui really hasn't held those banquets in a big way.

Later, some people often said in the market where they saw Princess Rouhui leading the monk to do this and that, and every time she talked about it, it was very beautiful.

No matter what the truth is, anyway, the current Yan Qingge believes it.

This monk sold the Buddha at the beginning, but in fact, it was not a subsistence money. Princess Rouhui is so rich and powerful, coupled with a super reputation, and he doesn't force him to be vulgar, he will definitely catch up with Princess Rouhui. In his last life, he may have taken the initiative to sell the paper bag with the words written to Princess Rouhui, otherwise how could it be so coincidental.

As long as he is arranged to continue to be a junior in the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, this monk with a heart will definitely exert his strength, so that Princess Rouhui will linger.

I have come a lot of times, and I have met a few times, and there are many other materials in Yan Qing's singer, she will inevitably become "good sisters" with Princess Rouhui, and some things will be easier to do at that time.

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(Tianjin)