With the name of the Huguo Temple, the monk Zhiyong is the master of the eight-sided exquisite long-sleeved dance, so he has been in charge of this big temple for more than ten years, not to mention the prosperity of incense, and even the temple's fields and shops have also grown in his hands. However, standing there at this moment, there were faint sweat stains on the oily bald head of the presiding great monk, and his face was full of embarrassment.

"The county lord's request is really ......"

Chen Lan looked at the Zhiyong monk in front of him lightly, and only smiled slightly after a long time: "The master has been in charge of the Huguo Temple for some years, right?" Not to mention the incense offerings in the Yangning Hou Mansion for many years, just because you once matched the old lady of my family, our family has always been grateful. Although Buddhism is a quiet place, it is inevitable that right and wrong will be inevitable after all, master, don't you say? ”

Ji-young was sweating on his forehead, and it was even more unnatural at this time. Thinking about the dilemma, in the end, he glanced at Chen Lan, and saw that the third lady of the Yangning Hou Mansion was still sitting motionless, and the unusually determined posture was clearly confident, and he had to think about it again. In the end, he had to nod his head and say, "Even so, the old man can only do it conveniently." I only asked the county lord to speak and act a little more slowly at that time, leaving room for the old man to return. ”

"That's nature."

After gladly agreeing, Chen Lan and Zhiyong said a few more words, and then saw them hurriedly turn around and leave. As soon as the person left, she moved to the backrest and took the teacup held by Zheng's mother herself. Without waiting for Zheng's mother to ask, she took the initiative to explain: "He is the host of this Huguo Temple, and unlike those high-ranking monks who are famous for Buddhism, he has a lot of money and authority, and there are many people who covet him. He was afraid of being affected by us, but he was even more afraid that some of the handles would fall into the hands of the opponent, so he made his words clear at this time, instead of thinking about whether he would be affected by today's events at that time, it was better to think about what good he would have if we spent it safely in our house this time. ”

When she was in the Jin Palace, Zheng's mother saw that Princess Jin regained her spirits because of Chen Lan's words, and at this time, she saw that Monk Zhiyong had to succumb, and she already had mixed feelings in her heart. In the past half a year, things at home have not been broken, and the third lady Chen Lan, who has never been visible in the past, is like a blunt knife that has been repeatedly polished by a whetstone, and gradually glows with more and more conspicuous brilliance

The Bamboo Forest Essence House where Chen Lan is now is not the one where she and Chen Yan stayed here to worship their deceased mother in the past, but the place where Zhiyong entertained King Jin in the past. The house is not very large, but it is neatly furnished, and the little novice has boiled the spring water of the temple's specialty early and sent it to her, so she is at ease drinking tea and reading at this time. It's just that her eyes are reading books, but her mind is not in books at all, and she has already reviewed the words she had thought about over and over again.

Concubine Qin's mother, Mrs. Qin, is not a particularly high-profile person, every time she comes, she just says hello to the temple a day in advance, and even does not limit the fifteenth day of the new year, as if she is more focused on distraction than worshipping the Buddha. It was able to coincide with this day, thanks to Steward Zheng's long diplomatic travel. Since the female dependents of the other families of the Quan Sect were not in the ranks of the Pure Temple in advance, she could have pretended to meet the lady by chance in the Daxiong Treasure Hall and other places, but no matter which female dependents came out, the servants and maidservants surrounded her mother and followed her, and it was almost impossible to say those words as soon as they met.

Therefore, she can only wait here for the rabbit, waiting for Monk Zhiyong to bring people over.

While waiting, time passed very slowly, only after Chen Lan drank two or three cups of tea, he didn't drink more, but Zheng's mother next to her was a little dry. Just when the room was full of people almost felt that time had stood still, there were suddenly three soft high-fives outside, which had been agreed a long time ago. Zheng's mother glanced at Chen Lan, walked to the door in three or two steps, and after opening the door a crack, she happened to see the back of a little novice flashing away, so she hurriedly turned her head.

"Go to the spring."

After putting down these words, Chen Lan dropped the book in his hand and looked at Yun'er behind him, and saw that she greeted the long dysprosium and red tassel that the county lord of Yixing had only ordered to be sent yesterday, and the two of them were holding a clay pot and the other carrying a wind stove out, so she sighed softly.

When they got out of the house, a few girls who had already surveyed the terrain went straight to the spring on the west side of the house, and got busy according to the stone table and stone bench. Some laid cloth mats on the stone benches, some set up the stove and boiled water, and Yun'er kept looking back and forth on the road until she found a figure coming, so she quickly withdrew her gaze and followed the two girls together.

Over there, Xiang Zhiyong accompanied Mrs. Qin all the way, and had already seen the movement of the spring water from a distance. Although he knew it in his heart, he still tried his best to make the smile on his face look more kind and natural, while accompanying Mrs. Qin to talk about Buddhism, and on the other hand, paying attention to the mothers and girls who were waiting on his side. Sure enough, someone immediately noticed that something was wrong over there.

One of the older mothers asked bluntly, "Master, are there any outsiders here today?" ”

Seeing Mrs. Qin glance over there, Monk Zhiyong replied with a smile: "It's all Mrs. Tai said before, don't disturb other people's homes to worship the Buddha, so at this time, just block the mountain gate to prevent those male guests from entering, and the female guests can't help it." What's more, it was the girl of the county lord of Haining, and after the morning incense, she thought that our spring water here was good, so she deliberately stayed for a while, and the old man didn't dare to stop it, and asked Mrs. Tai to forgive me. ”

Haining County Lord?

Mrs. Qin only felt that this title had some impressions, and when she saw that several servant women and girls were also frowning, she was dazed, so she simply looked at Monk Zhiyong: "Master, I'm old, and my memory is really useless, this Haining County Lord is ......."

"It's the daughter recognized by the county lord of Yixing, the third lady of the Marquis of Yangning."

Mrs. Qin suddenly realized, nodded slightly, and didn't say anything, just continued to walk forward. However, when she passed by from a distance, she suddenly heard the girls humming a song, and the song was just a graceful voice, after all, it was not what she had ever heard, but there was a faint word in it, which made her quite moved.

***…… The daughter once mentioned that when the queen died, the third lady of the Yangning Marquis Mansion seemed to have sung such a song in the Xinuan Pavilion of Kunning Palace, which made the emperor love the house and Wu.

So, she glanced at one of the servant women beside her, and when she saw her tiptoe to the spring over there, she followed Zhiyong into the house at the other end. After sitting down, she was inevitably a little uneasy, and asked Zhiyong a few words, and Zhiyong couldn't help but talk about the time when Luo Xu, the king of Jin, came here on Wednesday, and the king of Jin learned that Chen Lan's sister and brother insisted on meeting here, but only one Chen Yan came out, but Chen Lan avoided it, so she smiled thoughtfully.

"It is said that it is a relative, but after all, it is not a serious maiden relative, this county lord knows how to avoid suspicion, not as frivolous as others, no wonder the first queen loves it, and the emperor also loves the house and Wu."

Zhiyong said a few more words, and the mother who had just left came into the house and smiled in front of Zhiyong: "Old lady, I originally thought that those little girls were busy with something, but it turned out that they were boiling water and making tea." said that it was *** tea brought from Fujian, and the county lord specially instructed them to boil water and concoct it himself. Seeing me pass, the little girl showed off the can of flower tea for me...... cough, I really don't know, who doesn't know that you are from Fujian, and there are other teas at home, but this *** tea is never lacking"

Mrs. Qin was stunned when she heard this. Compared with those famous teas that have been passed down for thousands of years, the flower tea from the Southern Song Dynasty has never been regarded as the best tea, and she is also because she was born in Fuzhou, so she likes *** tea, so she is incompatible with those ladies who like to drink Longjing Maofeng Lu'an melon slices. Although she was not without vigilance in her heart because of the fact that many officials invited the Zhonggong and the prince in the past two days, curiosity prevailed in the end.

What kind of person is the third lady of the Yangning Marquis Mansion who can enter the eyes of the emperor and let the county lord of Yixing accept her as a righteous daughter?

"Since I happened to meet here, it's fate, and it's rare to be a person who likes *** tea, you go over there to have a look, and ask her to come over and talk about it." Seeing that the two mothers agreed to go, and when the curtain fell, Mrs. Qin seemed to remember something, her face changed slightly, and then she smiled at Zhiyong as if she was hiding it, "Thanks to the master who has been sending spring water to my house all these years, otherwise those *** teas will not taste good." ”

"With a lot of effort, Mrs. Tai took it to heart...... Who doesn't know that His Royal Highness the King of Jin is extremely filial, and this jade spring water is often sent to your house? ”

The two sides were talking without a match, and the curtain in front of the door moved again, and immediately after, Mrs. Qin saw a young girl enter the door with the two mothers she had brought, followed by a well-behaved mother. The girl was dressed in an autumn-colored dress, there were not many pearls on her head, and her earlobes were only two clove-sized jade stoppers, her face was calm, and her eyes were even clearer. Seeing him come forward to salute, Mrs. Qin suddenly came back to her senses, and hurriedly helped the person up after only half a salute.

"I just felt that I was too old, although I am old, I am not a serious elder of the county lord after all, but everyone has been sent out, and it is too late to send someone to chase it back, and I am embarrassed."

Chen Lan only heard that Mrs. Qin was born in Fujian, and later married her husband who was then the political envoy of Fujian, and her husband was transferred back to Beijing and followed in office. At this moment, when she saw Mrs. Qin for the first time, she didn't dare to judge the old woman's temperament based on those hearsay, but she had to answer this joke.

"Even regardless of age, Mrs. Tai is decades earlier than me in the tea ceremony, this tea meeting friends, it should be the younger generation to worship the elders, right?"