Xia Qian was awakened by her screams, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that Qingyue was stunned at the fall under the gourd.

"I was sick yesterday, and I happened to meet the master of the horse, so he sent me some medicine. Are you so surprised, do you think he shouldn't have saved me, or do you think I should have died of such a sickness? ”

Qingyue hurriedly put down the gourd and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "The slave and maid should die, the slave and maid have no such intentions!" ”

"Get out, I want to sleep!" She spoke calmly, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

I slept until the afternoon, and when I woke up, I found that Qingyue had been guarding the door.

Only then did she remember that in a house where their master and servant lived, she asked Qingyue to go out, and Qingyue had to stay at the door for an afternoon drizzle.

After Qingyue came back, Qingyue changed her clothes, took Xia Qian's ginseng soup to the kitchen to heat it up, and brought it back to Xia Qian.

Xia Qian drank the ginseng soup, and felt that she couldn't help it, so she chatted with her for a few words.

The other party is Huo Zun's personal maid, and it is natural that she doesn't need to say much about Huo Zun's words, but after Xia Qian got married, this maid was also very attentive to her.

Knowing that Qingyue's family had a sick old mother and an elder sister-in-law who abused her mother, Xia Qian said that when she had money in the future, she would settle another place for her mother. When the time comes, Qingyue can go back at night to take care of her mother.

Qingyue was grateful after hearing this, saying that Xia Qian was the best master she had ever seen, and she never regarded them as subordinates on weekdays, and she was sincerely willing to help them when they encountered difficulties.

Xia Qian yawned and said lazily: "You don't have to thank me, I have served my master for many years, and if he is here, he will also let you go home to take care of your mother!" ”

"Young lady, don't you know, the young master has a cold temperament, he has been fighting abroad for three years, and after returning home, he rarely talks to us subordinates, and he never asks about the family affairs of the slaves and maids. That is, after you got married, the young master talked a little more, and occasionally talked to us a few words! “

As the two were talking, there was a rustle of footsteps outside.

"Young Lady Huo, I heard that you are sick, can you go in and have a look?"

Abbot Yuanyi's voice came from outside the house, and after Xia Qian got up, he welcomed Abbot Yuanyi in.

"I heard that Mrs. Huo Shao is sick, Lao Qute came to take a look!"

After signaling Qingyue to pour tea for the other party, she sat down at the table with Yuanyi, and replied politely: "Abbot Lao bothered, but he just suffered from some wind and cold!" ”

"Wind chill?" Yuan Yi looked at her face and frowned, "Young lady, can you allow the poor monk to look at your arm?" “

After Xia Qian opened her sleeves, she was also shocked, her wrists were bruised, and she already had a lot of herpes.

"Young lady, are you infected with the plague?"

As soon as his words fell, Qingyue had already screamed, and hurriedly pleaded with Yuanyi: "Master Abbot, my young master is not here, and I beg you to save my young lady!" She hadn't been able to get better from the cold before, and now she was infected with the plague, which is a big deal! ”

Yuan Yi laughed and explained: "The young lady's situation is not worried about her life at the moment, but she has to be kept alone for a few days to avoid infecting others. There were pilgrims in the temple who were infected with this plague, and it happened that there was some medicine, and the young lady recuperated here for six or seven days, and when the rash faded, she would be fine! ”

Lu Jingheng also said that this disease needs to be recuperated for a few days, and in addition to the medicine sent to her, there are also a few pairs of dried herbs that have not been boiled.

Yuanyi said this, she just didn't have to worry about boiling medicine.

"There is Abbot Lao, it is not suitable for me to go down the mountain like this, so I can only rest here first. Qingyue, this disease is easily contagious, you go back first, I can take care of myself! ”

Qingyue looked anxious and refused repeatedly: "How can this work?" Young lady, your body is so weak, how can you stay here alone? ”

"Don't worry, you can let the master in the temple send me the house rice and decoction, and I won't infect others if I don't leave this courtyard. It's you, you still have time to take care of your mother, in case you infect her, you'll be in trouble! ”

Although Xia Qian's words were persuasion, her tone was extremely firm, and with Yuanyi's assurance, Qingyue thought about it and decided to go down the mountain first.

Before leaving, she looked at Xia Qian and said worriedly: "Young lady, you take care of it, seven days later is the day to visit the recruits in the training camp, and the slave must go to the young master to let her take you home!" ”

After this girl left, Xia Qian looked at Yuanyi seriously, as the respected abbot of the temple, when she was weak and wanted to be taken care of, he had no reason to help her persuade the maid away.

After Yuanyi drank a cup of tea, he looked at Xia Qian and asked unhurriedly: "The young lady has a good memory, does anyone know this?" ”

"If the master has something to say, you might as well say it directly!"

The other party nodded, and asked again: "The young lady is a believer in Buddhism?" ”

Never superstitious!

Xia Qian was stunned, and these four words instantly rolled out of her mind.

In front of a respected master, this cannot be said, and besides, Buddhism is not the same as superstition.

Moreover, her own inexplicable crossing may not even be able to explain superstition.

"Seeking Buddha is important in sincerity! I'm in an impetuous mood, if I wasn't taken by my mother, I definitely wouldn't have come here! ”

Yuan Yi laughed and continued: "The young lady has a calm temperament, is smart and beautiful, I am afraid that she can calm down more than the previous pilgrims. Speaking of impetuousness, it is obviously dissatisfied with the poor monk's request for you to copy the scriptures, and he deliberately shirks it! ”

Sweat!

This old monk is really powerful, and she can tell her intentions at a glance!

Xia Qian picked up the teacup on the table and did not make a sound.

"The young lady is here to recuperate, and it is not too late to copy the scriptures after her body recovers. Those Sanskrit texts are very complicated, and only a young lady with a talent for remembering and a calm mind can complete them! “

After Yuanyi finished speaking, he left, leaving Xia Qian to sit alone in the room and wonder.

She couldn't guess the purpose of this old monk, but she didn't seem to have any malicious intent.

The other party asked her to copy Sanskrit repeatedly, what was her intention?

The medicine sent by Lu Jingheng was more effective than the one given by Yuan Yi, and she was treated in time as soon as she was infected with the plague, so she could get out of bed and read scriptures in three days.

Walking to the courtyard wall where the scriptures were copied, I saw a familiar figure writing and painting on the wall from a distance, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be Lu Jingheng.

"Why did you get out of bed this three days?" Lu Jingheng looked at her and asked eagerly.

"The medicine you gave me is good, the plague on my body has subsided!" Xia Qian said, stretching her wrist to show him.

The rash on her wrist was obviously scabbed, and although there were many dark red rashes of all sizes, they were no longer contagious after drying, and she was in better spirits.

"You seem to have been sick before, and it will take at least seven days for the plague to completely fade away, and you have only been three days, and you will not see the wind, let alone the water!"

Xia Qian chuckled and said: "Don't worry, I just came out when I saw the wind and the sun, and I have been lying in the house for three days, and I am really anxious." By the way, how did you draw Guanyin here? ”

"Two days ago, the host found me and said to paint a few Bodhisattva statues in the temple, and I happened to be not busy, so I came over!"

While admiring his painting of Manjushri Bodhisattva, she couldn't help but praise it insincerely: "I didn't expect the Bodhisattva statue of the horse master to be so well painted, it is so lifelike, I can't help but want to bow down when I see it!"

Lu Jingheng's face sank, he turned his head and looked at her seriously, and said seriously: "Didn't you say it last time, you are not allowed to call it 'don't want to be called a 'horse' again!" I have a name, you can call it by name! ”

"Okay, good, Lu Jingheng, Lu Gongzi! A few days ago, I heard the abbot of Yuanyi say that the temple will invite the best painters in Qinglong City to paint the Bodhisattva statue, but I didn't expect it to be you! ”

Lu Jingheng carefully drew Manjushri's bun while smiling: "What? Think I'm not like a scholar, I can't draw a Bodhisattva and copy scriptures? Or are you happy to see me here? ”

Xia Qian was too lazy to say more, yawned, walked to the place where she copied Sanskrit, and copied it one stroke at a time.

Two hours later, seeing that Lu Jingheng had finished coloring Manjushri, she admired the meeting from a distance and went back to rest.

On the second day, he began to paint the Bodhisattva, who was still copying the scriptures a few feet away.

The sun was setting in the west, Xia Qian rubbed her eyes, stretched out, and was about to step down from the tall wooden shelf, when a pleasant voice came into her mind.

"Be careful, the shelf is about to fall apart!"

When I looked back, it was a woman in a monk's blue shirt.

This person has a beautiful face, fair skin, about 20 years old, elegant makeup on his face, and a refined temperament that matches the temple.

After thanking the other party, she glanced at her feet and slowly climbed down the wooden ladder.

This ladder was unsteady on one leg, and she knew that the ladder was about to fall apart, and because of its light body, it didn't have much effect on her.

After she stepped down the ladder, she bowed to the door and said with a smile: "There is something wrong with this ladder, thank you for reminding me!" ”

The other party looked at her and praised: "Your scriptures are copied well, and the Bodhisattva statue of Lu Dacai is a must, and they are all the best scenery in this Fahua Temple!" ”

"I'm just copying, it's not as lifelike as the Bodhisattva statue of the land leader!"

"His bodhisattva statue has been practiced for half a year. Two years ago, in the palace examination, a statue of Guanyin, a piece of prose won the champion, and even the emperor was amazed, saying that no one surpassed it in ten years! ”

Champion?

Xia Qian's face was stunned, such a person with a deep city government can draw a good Bodhisattva statue, not to mention, he can still win the champion?

She felt that the woman in front of her was elegant and talked extraordinarily, and when she was about to inquire about the identity of the other party, the other party had already turned away.