After Lu Zheng and everyone exchanged salutes, they were invited to sit down opposite Master Puyun.

An Sheng sat next to him, and when Lu Zheng sat down, he turned his head and glanced at An Sheng deeply, as if there were a thousand words hidden in his eyes.

An Sheng bowed slightly, glanced back at Lu Zheng, poured a cup of tea for Lu Zheng, and pushed it to the low table in front of Lu Zheng.

The aroma of hot tea is lingering, blended with the sandalwood fragrance in the meditation room, but it smells particularly good.

Lu Zheng ran all the way, and his throat was already dry, so he raised his glass and drank all this cup of tea, An Sheng added a second cup for him, and Lu Zheng also drank it, so that the two cups of tea went down to the stomach, and the dry itch in the throat was dissipated.

He coughed lightly, first bowed to Master Puyun with his hands folded, and said, "Thank you, Master." ”

As for what Xie was about, Lu Zheng didn't say it explicitly, but I was afraid that no one present didn't understand.

There are some things that should not be said too bluntly now, the wall has ears, even in this pure place of Buddhism, you have to pay attention to it, you can't come to the last step, but because of a few words, everyone's efforts are in vain.

Master Puyun accepted Lu Zheng's salute, but he also saluted with his hands together, "Lord Lu Shi is polite, my Buddha is merciful, this is what a poor monk should do." ”

At the end of the point, Master Puyun didn't say much, but both sides could understand what the other party meant, so there were some things that they didn't say, but it was nothing.

At this time, it was nearly half an hour, and the food in the temple was almost ready, Master Puyun left everyone to use vegetarian food in the temple, and everyone did not shirk, and only left after eating a vegetarian meal in the temple.

It was extremely difficult to go up the mountain, but there was no such situation when going down the mountain, although the pilgrims in the temple were still continuous, but there was no longer the situation of rubbing shoulders when the party had just done the meeting.

Because most of them came on horseback, the Lin family just asked the Lu family's guards to go down the mountain and let them take the carriage they were sitting in, as well as the horses ridden by Du Yiheng and Lin Zixuan, to the back mountain.

But because the place where the carriage stopped was still some distance away from Hongji Temple, everyone led the horses down together.

An Sheng's horse Lu Zheng took it over and led it, Si Qi also obediently helped Qinghui lead the horse, Xie Wanrong's horse was led by Wen Tao, she and An Sheng side by side, holding Lin in the middle, Lu Zheng and Wen Tao on both sides, Du Yiheng and Lin Zixuan walked behind them with Fu Ge'er's parents, and then behind them, there were several entourage guards.

The group looked quite spectacular.

After walking a few steps, Xie Wanrong suddenly snorted softly, and everyone couldn't help but stop to look at her.

Her face was a little red, but she still reached out and pointed upwards, saying, "It's snowing." ”

Everyone looked up one after another when they heard this, and sure enough, everyone invariably felt a little cold on their faces, and if they looked closely, they could see some snowflakes.

At this time, a gust of north wind blew, and the snow that had not yet melted in the forest fell from the branches of the pine and cypress, and fell right on An Sheng's head.

An Sheng didn't feel anything, but Lu Zheng could see it clearly, and he didn't think much about it, so he naturally stretched out his hand and brushed it away, with a soft look in his eyes.

Because she thought it was okay when she came out, An Sheng didn't wear a hood like Lin and Xie Wanrong, so the snow fell directly into her hair.

After Lu Zheng stretched out his hand to take the falling snow, he picked up the hat on An Sheng's cloak and helped An Sheng put it on, and then asked in a low voice, "Is it cold?" ”

An Sheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile and said, "It's okay, I'm not cold." ”

As he spoke, he turned to Lin and Xie Wanrong and asked, "Auntie, Wanrong, are you cold?" ”

Lin and Xie Wanrong both shook their heads and said that they were not cold.

Although they didn't see the scene where Lu Zheng brushed the snow from An Sheng's hair, they all heard Lu Zheng's affectionate "cold or not".

Su Ri'an is just a simple greeting, but the affection contained in it is still touching.

In fact, what most women in the world want is just a lover.

It's a pity that it's hard to find a lover in this world, and of course it's hard to find a lover, if you happen to have a pair of lovers to meet, it's really fate.

Lin is very happy, her son can know cold and hot, and he knows that he cares about An Sheng, but she is happy, she has always been afraid that her son is too wooden and will not please An Sheng.

Xie Wanrong was both moved and envious, and even Fu Ge'er's mother couldn't help but whisper to Fu Ge'er's father: "The prince is really good to Miss An Sheng." ”

Xie Wanrong listened to Brother Fu'er's mother's words, and couldn't help but glance at Lu Zheng and An Sheng again, and then turned her head to look at Wen Tao.

Wen Tao saw Xie Wanrong looking at her, so he asked, "But it's cold?" ”

As he spoke, he reached out to untie his cloak, looking as if he was going to untie it for Xie Wanrong to wear. , Xie Wanrong hurriedly shook her head to stop, "I'm not cold, I'm not cold, you can dress well, don't get windy." ”

When Wen Tao heard this, he didn't insist on taking off his cloak to Xie Wanrong.

Although he didn't say anything, Xie Wanrong still felt a burst of sweetness in his heart.

Now that she's content, Wen Tao may not be the kind of man who talks about love and love, but at least he has her in his heart, and that's the most important thing, isn't it?

The snow was getting heavier, and everyone was speeding up.

Lin sighed as he walked: "It's snowing again, this year's snow is frequent, I remember, there were only two or three snows last year, and there have been more than three snows before the festival this year." ”

This year's snow is indeed more frequent, and Fu Ge'er's father couldn't help muttering: "This year's snow is more frequent than in previous years, and I don't know if next year's harvest will be affected......

The biggest concern for farmers is that natural disasters will affect the harvest of crops.

Although the others do not farm, they are not ignorant of the sufferings of the world, and after hearing the words of Fu Ge'er's father, they all asked him if he could really predict next year's weather harvest.

I heard that experienced farmers can judge the harvest by weather changes, and although Fu Ge'er's father is not too old, he must know something.

Lu Zheng thought further.

There is a constant wind and snow here in Yejing, and I don't know what the situation is in the northwest......

The bitter cold in the northwest, the wind and snow are always continuous in winter every year, and it will not be better until the spring of the next year.

Lu Zheng didn't guard the northwest this year, but he was worried about the soldiers there, and he didn't know if the soldiers' military salaries had been deducted this year?

While talking, they arrived at the place where the Lu family's carriage was parked.

Lin beckoned An Sheng, Xie Wanrong, and Fu Ge'er's mother, and Qinghui and Fu Dong followed her into the carriage, while the others rode horses.

When An Sheng was about to get into the car, he saw that Lu Zheng was stunned and seemed to be a little distracted, so he paid attention, thinking that he would ask him privately later what was wrong.