Chapter 149: Luohan Choi Xin
The cars in Fuxue Hutong waited until dawn.
He Quan hugged his coat and followed Gu Tingwen to the outside of the courtyard, Zhao's mother held a pole to knock on the ice cream under the eaves of the porch, and turned around when she heard the voice: "Seventh Young Masterββ"
She hadn't called like this for a long time, Gu Tingwen stopped, slightly surprised: "You said." β
"Ren Yan is a good girl, but her background is pitiful." She stood with a stick on her hand, facing his direction, "There are many poor people in this world, there is really no shortage of her, you can't let her die like the fifth young grandmother." β
The taboo of the Gu family should not be mentioned on the first day of the new year.
But Gu Tingwen knew that she was afraid, afraid that he and Ren Yan would not have a good result.
"Yes."
The ice cubes falling on the eaves fell and shattered, Zhao's mother listened attentively to the movement in the courtyard, and the wind passed on the roof, breaking the dead branches somewhere, and there was a click.
Ren Yan woke up smelling the dumplings, and walked all the way into the kitchen to greet Zhao's mother for the New Year, holding a bowl and biting the filling to ponder her thoughts: "He didn't go back last night, and he will have to make trouble today." β
Mother Zhao sneered: "If the seventh master compromises, how can you still live, the fifth young grandmother is like this." β
She sat on a wooden stool by the stove, reminiscing about the past.
Just after the seventh day of the fifth master of the Gu family, the five young grandmothers and the little young masters, orphans and widows, had a hard time, so they made up their minds to marry out and be their aunts.
At that time, Master Gu's official position had not yet reached the top, and people were up and down in the sea of eunuchs, always thinking of going to a high place.
Although the fifth young grandmother married into the door of the Gu family, in the end, she was a distant relative of the surname Gu, and it was not considered to bury anyone's face, and it was reasonable to bear the burden for the Gu family at a critical moment, so she was also called to carry the sedan chair with filial piety.
Married to a powerful overseer in the south, a forty or fifty-year-old man and a half years old, with a strange temper, especially greedy for beauty, he was naturally happy to get such a beautiful aunt, and immediately expressed his attitude to Master Gu.
But the fifth young grandmother wiped her neck when she left Beijing.
Behind the passing, I still passed by and shouted that the blood dripping under the sedan chair was dripping, and the people who followed realized that something was wrong, the sedan curtain opened, and the corpse was already cold, and a dagger soaked in blood was thrown under the feet.
The old man of the Gu family felt unfortunate and refused to mention it, only saying that he was martyred for his husband. Later, he bought two beautiful concubines for the overseer, so that he did not break this relationship in the officialdom.
When people sit in official positions as they wish, they gradually forget about their deceased daughters, and only order people to take care of the lost young master.
Who would have thought that the child was stubborn and bent on finding his parents, and the negligence of the subordinates who took care of him made people lost; Gu Ting has been looking for many years, but he has not found his whereabouts.
The five rooms of the Gu family were broken like this.
First there was the matter of his brother and sister-in-law, and then the missing nephew, Gu Tingwen's relationship with his father deteriorated day by day, just to keep the peace on his face in order not to make people laugh.
Mother Zhao soaked the empty bowl into the water: "Plus this time you called someone to hit it, these two people, sooner or later, you will score a high score!" β
"I think, it's just today!"
Gu Tingwen offered three pillars of incense on the Bodhisattva's face, turned around and came back to add a bowl of tea to Ren Yan, and smiled: "Look at it." β
The Gu family had to go to the Huguo Temple on the first day of the new year to enter the incense, the carriages and horses are now outside, the mighty and mighty, the momentum of the mountain and the tsunami, the monks in the temple have no peace.
However, he was the person who should show his face the most, wandering around the meditation room gracefully, and invited her to come by car, saying that he had seen the craftsmanship of the master of the imperial dining room in the past.
"The temperament of the parents of poor monks and laymen, the younger siblings more or less understand, everything wants the best, and they always feel that the best is not the imperial meal, but Qi'er is different."
He led Ren Yan to walk away, chatting at the same time: "He doesn't like the old customs and old rites the most, you look at the dishes of Hongpheasant Hall...... But I've heard that since he beat you, his temper has also been a little bit stronger, very good, very good! β
The fourth master of the Gu family loves to talk to himself, but before Ren Yan could reply, he heard him talk again:
"I look at it, where does the position of melons, fruits, vegetables and meat come from, he is a rich and hypocritical child who is raised in a small life, he is a good person, and his younger brothers and sisters are surprised!"
When he arrived in the small kitchen, a dozen or so masters were so busy that their feet did not touch the ground, and their faces were louder than the fire, and one of them near the window was opening the cabbage root with the tip of a knife.
This season's cabbage is all cave goods, the old gang picks a few tender ones to open the two mouths horizontally and vertically, blanch them in the boiling water, and roll them up in a dry potato flour in the soft and collapsed, and honestly lie down in a stack in the porcelain plate.
The chicken sprouts are picked and mashed, the cold chicken soup is poured into it and washed into a puree, and then mixed with chicken eggs, spices and chicken fat Shao wine are stirred together to form a paste, and the three fingers are twisted into a ball and kneaded into a ball to stuff the cabbage heart.
Under the cage drawer is a strong fire, the porcelain plate is put in less than a moment, the cabbage sum and the meatballs can be cooked thoroughly, clean white and green, half meat and half vegetarian Luohan cabbage heart, about to show the sincerity of seeking Buddha.
"It's said to be a Buddha, it's just a show!" Gu Tingwen held his elbow and looked at it, "If you really have a heart, you will not be burdened by common names when you become a monk." β
The chicken soup was boiled in a hot pot on the stove, and the salt wine and potato flour were mixed into a thin glazed glaze, and two spoonfuls of chicken fat added a bright color, and they were poured on the cabbage sum, which was very elegant.
There are also several colors of noodles and fruits decorated on the cabbage, the size of peanuts, the red and the festive yellow, the white and the simple moonlight, and the soft and light tone.
Gu Tingheng handed her a pair of chopsticks: "Look at which one catches your eye, taste which one, eat the vegetables and rice in front of you, my brother and sister are good here, and the poor monk will say goodbye!" β
He walked slowly with his monk's robes.
Many people outside were staring, back and forth, heavily guarded.
It was almost nighttime before the guards gradually withdrew.
Ren Yan walked around with the back kitchen for most of the day, and there was too much incense in the Five Organs Temple to hold it out, and he was just about to sway outside, when he suddenly felt that the lights in the inner and outer courtyards were like day, and people were shouting and neighing.
In the morning, I called Zhao's mother to say that it was like that, and then Gu Tingheng made her heart tremble, shouldn't the two of them really fight?
She ran to the bustling place.
Before the gate of the courtyard was out, he encountered Gu Tingheng who blocked the way. People sit on the verandah and twist Buddha beads, and look at her with a smile or not: "If the poor monk is a brother or sister, he won't go there!" β
Hearing him say this, Ren Yan was even more in decline, and looked around on the door of the courtyard: "What the hell is going on?" β
Gu Tingheng walked over slowly: "Our father found out about that amazing thing, the father is not the father, the son is not the son, the brother is not the brother, the brother is not the brother, the heart is wronged!" β
The words were vague, but Ren Yan grew up in the high gate of the deep house, and he understood it as soon as his brain turned: "What do you mean, the new young master is ......."
Gu Tingheng nodded: "Originally, my younger brother and sister should have called him uncle, but now I have to call him my eldest nephew, his father is our second brother, you can tell me, can my father not be troubled?" β
Ren Yan didn't know what to say, and stumbled: "That's really wronged." β
"The poor monk, an outsider, feels panicked!" Gu Tingheng recited a few words of the Buddha's name, "Sins and sins, I really feel sorry for my father!" β
Having said that, Ren Yan looked at him smiling, and he really didn't understand where he was ashamed and regretful, but it was obvious schadenfreude.
"Sure enough, there is no impermeable wall in the world."
Gu Tinghengle: "Both of them are caring people, and it is difficult to hide the thoughts of Huaichun in the dead of night, and it is inevitable that sneaking into good things will happen; Qi'er and his father were playing chess, and they saw it at a glance. β
No wonder!
Today's chess game was played by Gu Tingwen for them.
The old man of the Gu family has been proud of the spring breeze since he returned to Beijing, but he didn't expect that the family would be ugly, and he prayed for good blessings and became a traitor, so angry that he fell to the ground and was sent to the hospital in the middle of the night.
In the long corridor, except for Mrs. Gu, who was crying silently, the rest of the people were silent.
The old lady cried enough, and glanced at Gu Tingwen fiercely: "Rebel, you are very good!" β
Gu Tingheng recited the Buddha name and smiled: "Raising a son for her son, what does my mother think......"
"Smack-"
Before the master finished his words, he received a slap on the cheek.
He licked his cheeks and still smiled: "Mother is angry! β
There was no plan to stay for a long time, Gu Tingheng made a namaste left and right: "It's not early, the poor monk has to rush back to do the morning class, say goodbye!" β
After speaking, he also compared Ren Yan to Gu Tingwen and walked away.
Mrs. Gu didn't have time to pay attention to Ren Yan's going, and sat down in a chair looking at the closed ward; Old Master Gu was lying inside, and the second master of the Gu family and his aunt and wife were tied back to the house, and the house was restless.
Master Gu is old, and he can't help but be stimulated, so he asked his little wife and son to put on such a scene, and he refused to face it, but after dawn, it has been known to women and children.
The Gu family's face was torn to shreds, revealing the dirty inside, and Master Gu sprayed a mouthful of blood on Gu Tingwen's leather shoes, and carried a cane to his head and back to beckon, telling him to get out!
Out of the ward, Ren Yan hurriedly asked the nurse to get medicine, lifted his suit and shirt, and his elbow was bruised and purple, and he didn't know how his back hurt.
She was in a hurry, pursed her lips and didn't speak, and applied medicine to him in a fit of anger.
"I'm fine." Gu Tingwen felt tired, stroked her hair, full of exhaustion.
She felt sorry for him: "Do you have to lose both sides like this? β
"It's not over yet." He muttered.
Ren Yan sighed: "It's all like this, what else do you have to do, take a breath." β
Gu Tingwen smiled: "I can still breathe a sigh of relief, but Mother Zhao...... Go see her. β
Ren Yan looked up.
She was anxiously taken to Huguo Temple by Gu Tingheng yesterday, and Zhao's mother was alone at home, so it was difficult to ......
The potion bottle in her hand was knocked to the ground, and she got up.
The door of a ward at the end of the corridor was pushed open, and the nurse trotted over and whispered: "Seventh Master, Old Madam Zhao is gone, ask me to give this to you." β
The little clay figure with the size of a palm, wearing a suit, a white shirt with a tie, and blood, just has no facial features.
Thinking about it, Zhao's mother has been blind for a long time, and she doesn't know what Gu Tingwen looks like now, so she doesn't dare to clay sculpt easily; Every day, I rubbed it, imagining what he looked like when he was a child.
Gu Tingwen held the clay figure and closed his eyes.
Ren Yan went to the ward and took one last look at Zhao's mother.
The little nurse who followed her said: "When Mrs. Zhao sent it, she was covered in injuries, her arms and legs were broken, and she thought that Ren Yan should go quickly, thinking that someone was seeking revenge against you and attacked her." β