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The courtyard of Songzhu Zhai has made the Su family decorated with joy and red. Bai Tang looked at every household buying bamboo and pasting Spring Festival couplets, and thought: If it weren't for the cold and freezing I was too lazy to make this fortune, the Spring Festival couplets business could also make a lot of money!

Bai Lan took over the kitchen, and bursts of aroma wafted out.

Bai Tang smiled and leaned in front of the window to see Su Shi sticking spring curtains and hanging lanterns on the left, and looking at the smoke curling in the kitchen on the right, only to feel that his whole body was warm, and when he was moved, he couldn't prevent Su's feather duster from falling on his shoulder: "Your sister and I are busy, but you are lazy in the house!" ”

Bai Tang sighed, and called out aggrievedly: "I've been busy for more than half a year, and I won't let people rest if I take an annual vacation?" ”

Su Shi pouted: "Rest, rest, rest." Lower your voice, "Don't forget to take your medicine!" ”

Bai Tang nodded randomly: "Got it!" Dr. Ma has been drinking the medicine he gave him to condition his body for a while. I didn't feel much change either.

Bai Lan called: "Mother, there is a knock on the door outside. Let's see if someone is giving a New Year's gift. ”

"Come on, come on, I know to call your old lady!" Su Shi opened the door happily, and said, "This little master—"

In front of the door stood a little monk, only eight or nine years old, wearing a gray velvet hat on his round head, wearing a clean new monk's robe, and clasping his hands together and saying: "Is it the home of Lian Baitang Lian Gongzi?" ”

"Exactly."

The little monk smiled, handed over the poster and said, "The little monk is from Qixia Temple." The abbot of our temple asked Lian Gongzi to write Spring Festival couplets in the temple the day after tomorrow. I wonder if Lian Gongzi is free? ”

Su Shi Daxi: Qixia Temple! It's the temple where the National Teacher lives! At the moment, he promised: "Why is he not available?" He's been idle for the past two days, and grass is growing on his head! Little master, please rest assured that the abbot and the national teacher! He'll be there on time! ”

The little monk was about to say goodbye, but Su Shi stopped him: "Little master, wait a minute!" ”

She quickly ran into the kitchen, put a bowl of Bailan's freshly fried vegetarian vegetable balls in oilcloth paper, and stuffed them into the little monk's hand with pity: "It's a cold day, pad on the road!" ”

The little monk didn't want to accept it, but as soon as he smelled the fragrance, he couldn't help but blurt out: "Thank you, donor!" With a red face, he lowered his head and ran away quickly. When he and his senior brothers converged, a pack of balls unknowingly fell half of his stomach! The other half was robbed!

"Leave some for the master!" The little monk cried with a sad face, the senior brothers are usually gentle, have no desires, and take good care of him, how can they all become fierce and incomparable in front of eating!

"Ah, these vegetarian balls are so delicious!"

"It's much better than the one in the temple!"

"Senior brother, which donor sent it?"

The little monk pursed his lips, looked at the empty oilcloth paper and almost didn't cry: "Lian, Lian Baitang's mother!" ”

"Ah, junior brother, don't cry! Lianjia's vegetarian meatballs are delicious, and the senior brothers will help you ask for more in the future! ”

The teenage brothers patted their bellies: "Go Luo, go back to the temple and go to Luo!" ”

The little monk sniffled: Senior brothers deceive! How can you get delicious meatballs that people only make during the Chinese New Year?!

The senior brother comforted him: "Isn't Lian Gongzi going to write Spring Festival couplets the day after tomorrow?" Maybe I'll bring some filial piety to the Buddha. Senior brother will help you pay attention when the time comes! ”

The little monk is not stupid! muttered in my heart: Today, all these people are snatched up and sent to the temple the day after tomorrow, how can he still have his share? so that you will not succeed!

He was thinking about the balls of Baitang's family, and the next morning was early, and after the morning class, he squatted in front of the mountain gate to count the ants.

How can you ask Lian Gongzi for balls later? Alas, what if Lian Gongzi didn't bring the balls? Other food is fine, but if he doesn't eat anything, it's fragrant, it's fragrant!

The little monk looked up in surprise and saw the best-looking young man in his life, carrying a big food box, and handing a post to the monk with a leisurely smile: "Practice Baitang in Lower Songzhu Zhai." ”

"Lian Gongzi!" The little monk slapped his head and rushed to him, "Senior brother, senior brother, I'll take Lian Gongzi in!" ”

The monk touched his head: "Go!" ”

Bai Tang saw that he was young, with a round head and a round head, very cute, and asked with a smile: "What is the name of the little master?" ”

The little monk stared at his food box, smelled the tempting fragrance, swallowed his saliva and said, "The name of the little monk is empty." ”

Bai Tang nodded amusedly: "Little Master Shikong." Which calligraphy masters did your temple invite to write the Spring Festival couplets today? ”

Shi Kong said while thinking: "The abbot has invited Master Shen, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, Mr. Song Guangsong, and several talented people. ”

Bai Tang remembered what Su said: "Qixia Temple invites people to go to the temple every year to write Spring Festival couplets." Your grandfather was also invited a few times. These sub-monks, they have a very good eye. Every year, the people invited are either famous calligraphers or new stars. Bai Tang, you can give the face of the practice parents this year! ”

Bai Tang lifted the heavy food box, and his eyes rose and fell. Bai Tang couldn't help laughing, seeing that there was no one around, he simply stopped, took out two white and tender steamed buns from the food box and handed them to him.

"Thank you for the little master for your guidance, respect, and please smile."

Listen to it: This is a thank you gift for leading the way! Immediately accepted it with a smile. I couldn't help the temptation of the fragrance, and after a bite, my whole face stretched: This vegetarian steamed bun is so delicious!

Crispy and tender dried beans, green vegetables, accompanied by black fungus and vermicelli, put enough sesame oil, and licked his fingers, but he was reluctant to eat another.

Bai Tang thought to himself: The food in Qixia Temple will not make a child hungry, right?

Shikong pointed at his finger embarrassedly and said, "The food at Gongzi's house is really delicious." ”

Bai Tang smiled and walked to a side hall with Shikong.

"This is it." Shi Kong Lian was reluctant to look at Bai Tang's food box, and entered the hall and called, "Master, Lian Gongzi has arrived!" ”

Bai Tang had heard the laughter in the hall before, but suddenly it fell silent. When he stepped into the side hall, he saw several long tables in the hall, and the tables were full of pen and ink. More than a dozen scholars of different ages wearing Confucian crowns stared at them with blazing eyes.

The red-robed monk could not hide the meaning of his gaze, and said, "The master of the practice is polite." The name of the donor moves Nanjing, we have been admiring it for a long time, and I can see it today, only sighing that the hero is a young man, and I am admirable! ”

Shikong said in a low voice: "This is Master Jingyun, the abbot of our temple. ”

Bai Tang put down the food box and saluted: "Bai Tang is fortunate to be able to serve Qixia Temple." ”

Jingyun looked at him with the food box and disagreed. Rich and poor, they all like to bring some vegetarian food to offer to the Bodhisattva.

"Lian Gongzi has a heart. Release, you send Lian Gongzi's food to the kitchen. ”

Liberation of the Sky Day: "Okay! Carrying the food box and laughing happily: when you get to the kitchen, you are not afraid that you will not be able to eat delicious food!

A white-haired old man with a clear appearance said: "Songzhu Zhai has been making good works recently, all thanks to the talent of Lian Gongzi!" The so-called back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and there are talents from all generations! ”

Uncle Mei, who was in a green robe and long beard, also smiled and asked, "Lord Shen is very right. Lian Gongzi, when will the cooked silk set by Shen be made? ”

When Bai Tang saw their appearance and demeanor, he guessed their identities, and hurriedly bowed down and said: "The two adults have a good reputation, and the boys are only shallow in learning, how dare they compare with their predecessors?" Lord Shen's pavilion is beautiful and gorgeous, elegant and mellow, and Bai Tang has admired it for a long time! He said to the man in the green robe, "Mr. Song's cursive writing is smooth and beautiful." Inheriting the wind of the Jin and Tang Dynasties, and opening a new standard in the world, today I am fortunate to see two predecessors, and I hope that the two will not hesitate to teach! ”

Shen Du and Song Guang looked at each other: this kid, when he opened his mouth, he explained the characteristics of their calligraphy clearly and clearly, and also patted them with a smile, which made them feel comfortable, and they were embarrassed to urge the familiar silk with a straight face.

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