Chapter 85: Monks, Taoists, and Guests

Lu had a habit of getting up early the next day, no matter what time he went to bed the night before. Yesterday afternoon, Li Tai sent someone to take away the old monk who had lived in their house for less than two days, and sent a message for Yiyu to report safety, saying that she was going to stay in Beijing these days, and she couldn't sleep well at night, and she was worried.

I don't get along much with Li Tai, but the Lu family can see that this prince is a rare daughter, otherwise he wouldn't have rushed to receive the holy oracle on the day of Jilu, and he was transferred from the side concubine to the right at once, and the dowry was full of points, which can be said to be enough face for the jade. The relationship between the two is good, this is naturally what she hopes to see as a mother, but everything must have a degree, Once this degree is passed, it is easy to have an accident, in her opinion, this pair of juniors is really a little too too "sticky", this is still a month away from getting married, and it is like this before becoming a husband and wife

In the end, he was still worried that his daughter would suffer a loss, and Lu Shi tossed and turned all night thinking that when Yiyu came back this time, some things must be told to her in person.

The next day, I still got up early, I had a nightmare for half the night, and I saw Han Li who came uninvited at the dinner table during breakfast, and I still didn't have a good face.

"This radish pickled is refreshing, it will be good with this porridge, and it is good to eat it in the morning." Han Li pointed to a stack of side dishes on the table, and said with emotion, "It's been a long time since I've eaten the food you made myself, how about cooking two dishes at noon to satisfy my cravings?" ”

"Am I the cook you hired?" Lu Shi choked him, and then scraped the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, the fragrant rice for cooking porridge was sent with the dowry a while ago, and the porridge grains boiled out were sticky and oily, very delicious, and only sent two small stones over, she knew that this thing was expensive, and yesterday she asked her subordinates to wash it and cook white rice for Yiyu to eat, but the people didn't come back, so it was cheap Han Li.

Han Li didn't feel frustrated at all, and replied with a smile, "Then I'll cook and show your hands to give you a taste?" ”

The gentleman was far away from cooking, he knew this, but he didn't realize it at all, Lu Shi drank the remaining porridge in the bowl in a few sips, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, got up to leave, and before he was a foot away from the table, Han Li asked her to turn around and come up with a word.

"I wanted to tell you good news, but when I really find someone, I'll talk to you about it, if it's not Lu Jun, wouldn't it make you happy."

"Han Guangyu"

"Don't worry, don't worry, let's cook two side dishes at noon and have a good chat."

Yiyu also didn't have a good rest last night, and before going out, she deliberately asked Pinghui to go upstairs to get a book, so as not to fall asleep when she was in the car later.

Combing Pavilion is still the same, located in the east corner of the palace, quietly not like words, in the palace, and isolated outside the palace, in fact, this is not the main courtyard of the Wei Palace, but it is Li Tai's residence, the main hall compound she only went to see once two years ago, close to the north, is compared with the same palace Li Tai's Qionglin Palace built, it is very luxurious, but in the words of the jade, the room that takes half a cup of tea to walk out of the bedroom, does not look like a place for people to live.

Holding the book and reading it for a while, her eyelids began to fight, but Li Tai was sitting next to her, she was embarrassed to doze off, so she stared at the words on the book with a strong spirit, her eyes were straight, and her expression became dull, but she didn't know that Li Tai had already seen her struggling sleepiness in her eyes, because she rarely saw her so naïve, so she let her hold on, until she closed her eyes for a while and then suddenly widened, and secretly twisted the thigh meat, he just took away the crooked book she was holding with one hand, hooked her neck with the other hand, and pressed the stiff little head on his knees, glanced down at her, and said:

"It's not there yet, let's sleep."

Yi Yu is really sleepy, this time I went out without refreshing medicine, last night's stiff neck was pinched a few times by him, it was very comfortable, so he softened his body, sleepy came up, so he honestly lay on his lap, smelled the faint fragrance, squinted, and did not forget to mutter:

"Call me when it's time to call me."

Tai picked up her book and looked at it, but the movements of his hands did not stop, rubbing her slender and soft neck again and again, hearing that her breathing was stable, he lowered his head again, and looked at the person carefully, remembering her appearance when she was ** years old, the appearance of twelve, and then returned to the immature face in front of him, and he didn't feel that there was joy in his eyes, and there seemed to be a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart, pinched the soft flesh on her cheeks, and put his hand on her back.

"Master, it's here."

The carriage stopped outside the Tianhe Temple in the east of the city, Ah Sheng squeaked lightly, and saw no movement, so he carefully lifted the corner of the curtain, glanced inside, saw the scene in the car, was stunned for a moment, then retracted his head again, covered the curtain, turned his head to look at the red sun on the edge of the city, touched his chin, shook his head and smiled silently.

Compared with the actual temple, Tianhe Temple is not only half smaller, and the construction is not very exquisite, but a few hundred-year-old trees in the courtyard are wrapped in incense, and the unique place of the white stone paving road is secluded, which is not found in other temples.

After finishing the morning class, when the sun rises in the east, presiding over a hospitality meditation room in the courtyard, the door is wide open, the little monk who walks into the courtyard to deliver tea steps into the door, and sees the three old people sitting in front of the chess table, go up and put down the tea, stand aside, curiously look at the white-eyed Taoist with a long beard, Master Huiyuan, who is playing chess with his master Bo Zhiren, he recognizes, is the presiding abbot of the actual temple, but this Taoist master is the first time he has seen it, and the long beard is interesting.

Sensing the gaze cast on his body, Lao Dao raised his head and smiled at him, his beard trembled, the little monk met his eyes, his mind was stunned for a moment, and he felt that his mind was seen through by him at a glance, he turned his head with a red face, and whispered to the master to go back to the morning class, and then walked away quickly with the tea tray.

"The heart is pure, not bad."

Hearing the voice of the old way, Huiyuan took the sub, paused in the air, changed the direction and fell, Zhiren swept the overall situation, thought for a moment, put the sunspot in his hand back into the chess bowl, smiled quietly, and said, "Lost." ”

"Senior brother never finishes a game with me." Huiyuan won the chess, but he showed a stunned look, disappeared in a flash, turned his head to the old Taoist who was watching the chess on the side, and said:

"The poor monk is here to play chess with his senior brother today, what about the immortal master?"

The old man replied, "Come for one person." ”

Huiyuan pondered, and said with wisdom: "Monk, guest? ”

"Don't guess, you've arrived." Lao Dao shook his hand and floated, put it in the crook of his arm, looked at the courtyard outside the door that was illuminated by the sun, sighed lightly, looked at Shang Huiyuan's puzzled gaze, and said with a smile:

"When the poor road is miscalculated, people should have arrived at this time, but for some reason, they have not yet come."

Huiyuan nodded, Zhi endured but smiled silently, the three of them sat and drank tea, and waited for half an hour, before they heard the footsteps in the courtyard, and the little monk who had left just now came back again, holding a wooden sign in his hand:

"Uncle Shi, there is a donor surnamed Chang who asks to see you."

Zhiren took the sign and looked at it, glanced at the old man beside him, and asked, "Please come to him." ”

The monk ran out again, and Huiyuan asked, "The person the immortal master wants to see is here?" ”

"Here we are." Lao Dao stroked his beard, smiled at the two, and after sitting quietly for half a cup of tea, he actually got up and left, Huiyuan and Zhiren looked at each other, they were puzzled, but they did not question, and after a while, they saw outsiders.

"Master." Li Tai walked into the door, first saluted Zhiren, and then Huiyuan.

Yi Yu didn't think that half an hour had passed when he woke up, pillowed on Li Tai's lap, half of his ear was pressed red, and he was sitting in the meditation room where he was entertaining, and he still felt that his ears were hot, along with his heart.

Li Tai led her to sit down here, and left alone, and it didn't take long for a monk to bring a fasting meal, it was still hot, thinking that Li Tai had asked her, and there were often people in this temple who came to eat fasting, so they had already prepared. She didn't eat breakfast in the morning, and when she saw these two light vegetarian dishes and millet porridge, her stomach screamed angrily, but fortunately, she was the only one in the house, although the door was open, there was no one outside.

Tasted a few bites of the food here, unexpectedly delicious, unexpectedly in line with her taste, after the tea will be the porridge to the bottom, still unfinished to taste it, make up your mind to come here to eat a meal when you have time, add some incense money, it is more sweet than a table of one hundred taels on Hongyue Building.

In addition to a screen and two mat cases in the meditation room, there is no other furnishings, the remaining jade sat in the house for a while, then turned to the courtyard, it is the end of spring, several trees in the courtyard are re-flourishing after the winter, there is an old tree under the wall, the waist of the tree is surrounded by three people and is thick, the trunk is not straight, bent to one side, it seems that there are no branches and leaves to bend over, it is very easy to climb.

The branches and leaves block the sunlight, not dazzling, she looked up at the thick branches on the tree, and suddenly remembered that when she was a child, her second brother's favorite thing was to climb trees, especially after she was fascinated by the wild fruits in the small forest outside the village, and she came back from the town martial arts hall every day, no matter how tired she was, she had to go around the woods and fold a few bunches of fruits that could be eaten or not, some of which could be bitter to death, and some of which could be sweet to death.

Thinking of this, her expression darkened, and she reached out to touch the rough bark of the old tree, for more than two years, there was still no news of Lu Jun, and the letter left by Lu Zhi pointed out the possible direction of Lu Jun, Li Tai has been sending people to help her inquire around to find people, but there has never been good news.

She clearly understands in her heart that after such a long time, if nothing happened to her second brother, how could she not return to Beijing without a word, but he disappeared, unless he encountered any accidents, she didn't want to think about the bad place, so she kept reporting hope, unlike at that time, when she saw the angry sea of fire with her own eyes, she couldn't give up.

"Huai is human, and easy to worry, this old acacia has been born for seventy-three years, and the little donor still thinks about it."

Hearing the sudden sound behind him, Yi Yu came back to his senses, blinked the moisture from the corners of his eyes, let go of the fingers that were clasped on the trunk of the tree, turned around, and saw a Taoist with white eyebrows and long beard and a white robe seven or eight steps away.

In the monastery of these monks, how can there still be Taoist priests to visit the door?