Chapter Seventy-Three

In the evening, when the cool breeze led the old monk Dehui to the inner room, Yuan Changqing was sitting cross-legged on a futon with his upper body naked. Yan Feng knelt beside him, helping him untie the gauze wrapped around his ribs.

The sixteen-year-old boy's muscles have not yet fully grown, but they have begun to take shape, and his thin body looks quite youthful and beautiful.

The almost seventy-year-old old monk patted Yuan Changqing's shoulder enviously, pushed Yan Feng aside, bent down to look at the re-scabbed wound, frowned, glanced at Yuan Changqing, and reached out to poke the wound mischievously.

Yuan Changqing seemed to be on guard, and grabbed the old monk's hand.

The old monk smiled and withdrew his hand: "The reaction is quite fast." But why did it hurt again? ”

"Careless." Yuan Changqing replied, looked down at the injury again, and said, "It's okay, it's all scabbed." ”

"If you don't have a little girl to give you those two blows, you will get better faster." The old monk said.

Yuan Changqing turned his head to look at the old monk in surprise.

The monk snorted coldly, sat down on the futon beside him, took out the ointment prepared by himself from his arms, and said while observing the slender wound: "Your master and I are the most sympathetic, what you don't want me to know, I just pretend, and I have to pretend not to know." ”

When the old monk was smearing the medicine for him, Yuan Changqing kept looking at him silently, and only after a while did he ask out loud: "How do you know that it is a little girl?" ”

Dehui raised her eyebrows to look at him, and suddenly smiled slyly, "It was a blind guess, but now it's for sure." ”

He stood up, and the little servant Jufeng hurriedly brought a basin of water to clean his hands, and Yan Feng took over and took a piece of clean gauze for Yuan Changqing to re-wrap the wound.

The old monk complained without looking back while washing his hands: "I said I could help you, but you refused." I also found a capable man with three heads and six arms, who knew that it was such an inconspicuous little girl. In your eyes, she is more reliable than me?! ”

"It's not reliable, it's not eye-catching." Yuan Changqing took the clothes from Liang Feng's hand and put them on himself, and waved his hand to Jingfeng, another little guy who wanted to come forward to help, and said while tying the tie around his waist: "And I don't want you to get into this troubled water." How can you say that you are already an outsider, you should not disturb your cultivation with these mundane things, if it weren't for you......"

"Yes, if it weren't for the old monk's sharp eyes, you would have to hide from me about your injuries!" The old monk wiped his hands dissatisfiedly, and when he turned around, he saw that Yuan Changqing had already put on his middle clothes, and couldn't help but look him up and down. Although Yuan Changqing has been born long and jade, and the shoulders covered under the snow-white middle coat have begun to take on the width of an adult, there is still a thinness unique to young people, and the old monk's heart is astringent, and he sighed: "If the old Linggong is still ......."

Yuan Changqing glanced back at him and said lightly: "There is no 'if' in the world. ”

The old monk was silent. Don't look at him at this time, he looks like a virtuous and respected monk, when he was doing penance, he once went out with the Yuan family army as a monk doctor, so he once formed a lifelong friendship with Yuan Lao Linggong. After Yuan Changqing was born, Lao Linggong sent this eldest son and grandson to the name of the old monk to seek the blessing of the Buddha. So he looked at Yuan Changqing, in addition to the master-apprentice relationship of the name, he had more care from the elders to the younger generations.

Yuan Changqing is not a person who is good at dealing with emotions, and the old monk's warm gaze made him uncomfortable for a while, so he avoided the old monk's eyes and said: "The master said that the past can be recalled and cannot be traced. Indulging in impossible fantasies will only make you look more stupid. ”

The old man was silent for a while, and then sighed and said, "I remember that I only said the first half of the sentence, and the latter was obviously added by yourself." ”

Yuan Changqing was silent and bent the corners of his eyes, which should probably be regarded as a smile.

At this time, Jing Feng was holding a robe in his hand. Yuan Changqing reached out to pick it up, but the little guy stubbornly took a step back. Yuan Changqing looked at him, shook his head slightly, then turned around in compromise and let Jing Feng serve him to put on the robe.

He was raising his arm so that Jing Feng could help him tidy up his clothes, when he suddenly heard the old monk say, "Are you beating that girl's idea?" ”

"What?!" Yuan Changqing was startled and looked back at the old monk. For some reason, the monk's words made him break out in a cold sweat.

Beat...... Thirteen's idea?! He didn't...... At least he didn't think he had!

At this time, the old monk had already sat back on the futon, looked at him with white eyebrows, and said, "Your 'fifth uncle' is not a person who can hide his words, he has sued me." And he said, "If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have known that you had encountered such a great event, but you didn't say anything." What are your plans? And your grandfather and your uncles, did you sue them? ”

The old monk's series of questions only received a silent response from Yuan Changqing.

The monk also watched Yuan Changqing grow up, so he naturally knew that his silence meant that he didn't want to discuss this matter with others. Dehui sighed, shook his head and said, "You have to change your temper, if you don't say it, who knows what you think......"

Yuan Changqing suddenly thought that Thirteen Er had also complained to him like this...... And at that time, he didn't seem to have spoken a few words to her......

Seeing that he was still so silent, the old monk sighed again and retreated in defeat. After a pause, he muttered again: "This Yuan Si ......"

The monk said that Yuan Si is Yuan Changqing's fourth uncle, Yuan Li.

Because Yuan Li is the youngest son in the family, there are three elder brothers who can be the pillars, that is, Yuan Lao Linggong was also very indulgent to this little son, so he developed his temperament of being a master and a low hand. After the battle of Moluohe, the adult male of the Yuan family was mourned, and he was the only one left. The old people who survived in the Yuan family's iron army were all out of the sea of corpses and blood, how could they convince him to be such a powerless man. So in the past ten years, Yuan Li couldn't take the Yuan family's army, and the old people of the Yuan family's army did not obey Yuan Li's control, so that a good Yuan family's army is now like a plate of scattered sand. However, those old people of the Yuan family army who did not accept Yuan Li's etiquette always brought out Yuan Changqing, saying that as the eldest son and grandson, he should inherit the orthodoxy of the Yuan family army. That Yuan Liyuan was not an open-minded person, and because of these words, he regarded Yuan Changqing as a thorn in his eye.

"Those old guys, are you still looking for you?" The old monk asked about the old people of Yuan Jiajun.

Yuan Changqing shook his head.

"They ......"

"Don't worry, I've got it." Yuan Changqing intercepted the old monk's words and said, "In the army, you only speak by strength, and the fourth uncle's strength is not enough to attract everyone's dissatisfaction." Not to mention that I'm not as old as a weak crown now, even if I was really pushed to that position, I'm just a puppet. ”

The old monk was stunned, suddenly sighed heavily, and said, "You have always figured it out." After a pause, he patted Yuan Changqing's shoulder quite distressedly, "I'm sorry for you." ”

"Just get used to it." Yuan Changqing said lightly, took the tea cup from Jufeng's hand and presented it to the old monk.

Dehui took the tea, took a sip slowly, and then said, "You really don't plan to ask your grandfather to help you?" It's a matter of your life. ”

Yuan Changqing shook his head, put his cup of tea aside, stroked the wound under his ribs and said, "The timing is not right, they also dare to do this because of the opportunity." After a pause, he laughed at himself again, "So, there are no stupid people in the world." ”

Dehui was silent for a while, and then said, "That is to say, you intend to choose this thirteen girl?" ”

The second time he heard the old monk say this, Yuan Changqing was not as frightened as the first time. He shook his head according to the injury, and was about to answer, when the old monk suddenly said: "But I see that your future father-in-law, people are not very happy with this family business." ”

Yuan Changqing was stunned. He always thought that the fifth master admired him......

"But do you want me to say yes for you?" The old monk said.

Yuan Changqing opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. He turned his head to take the teacup and drank the tea that was still hot. Xu is the tea is too hot, so hot that he is at a loss for a while; Xu is old monk's words were too unexpected for him, in short, suddenly, his always clear thinking was a little confused. He was silent for a long time, until the sensation on his tongue returned to normal, and he gradually calmed down. So, he suddenly remembered that in fact, he had already made up his mind to elect the eleventh mother of the Hou family, and his own "grandmother" also chose her...... According to the normal situation, in fact, at this time, he only needs a few movements to make the old lady of the Hou family, who is not very happy, nod, but he has been subconsciously dragging without moving......

Suddenly, Thirteen's sneering fox eyes flashed in his mind.

Yuan Changqing panicked, and suddenly took the teacup and drank it all......

He was stunned for a moment, and looked down at the teacup—it was empty!

The old monk had been watching him silently, seeing that he, who had always been calm and steady, was rarely messed up, so he turned around and waved at the hot wind.

Yan Feng understood and took all the people in the house down.

The old monk turned around and asked Yuan Changqing: "Do you like that little girl?" ”

Yuan Changqing's shoulders shook, his ears turned red, and he avoided his eyes and said, "Nonsense!" ”

"Really?" The old monk reached over and picked up the teapot, personally refilled the empty teacup that Yuan Changqing was still holding in his hand, and said, "I heard that you invited that thirteen girls to play chess with you." He put down the teapot, stared at Yuan Changqing's eyes and said, "If it was the past, those girls would have been pestering you, and you wouldn't have given you a look." ”

Yuan Changqing glanced at him quickly, frowned, and said, "I'...... There's serious business to say! As he spoke, ignoring the tea that was still hot, he drank it all in one go—but the old monk calculated it, and only poured him a little bit of tea.

Seeing that he was obviously burned, but he just pretended that nothing happened, Dehui shook his head, and suddenly shouted outside: "Yanfeng, do you have a mirror there?" ”

"Mirrors?" Yuan Changqing was puzzled for a while.

Yan Feng was also puzzled for a while, but in the end, he turned out a small diamond mirror from his body and sent it in.

"Take it!" The old monk handed the mirror to Yuan Changqing.

Yuan Changqing took the mirror.

"Look." The old monk raised his hand, made him face the mirror, and said, "Do you like Thirteen?" ”

Yuan Changqing was embarrassed, and suddenly raised his head and glared at the old monk.

The old monk pointed to the mirror, "Look at yourself in the mirror." ”

Yuan Changqing looked down at the mirror as he said.

In the mirror, he is still him.

He looked up at Dehui again.

Dehui said: "Look in the mirror." Let me ask you again, do you like Thirteen? ”

Yuan Changqing in the mirror, his thick eyelashes suddenly flashed, and the original deep eyes seemed to ripple slightly, revealing rippling water waves......

Yuan Changqing, who was outside the mirror, was startled, and suddenly put the mirror on the futon with his backhand.

"I didn't ......"

The old monk shook his head, put a finger to his lips and said, "A man's mouth can lie, only here," he pointed to his chest, "there is no lie here." Even if you want to, you can't deceive yourself. ”

*·*·*

Sanhe was a well-organized person, and since they were going down the mountain the next morning, she urged Wufu to work with her to pack up everything that could be packed first.

Shanniang wanted to help, but was stuffed with a book by Sanhe and pushed aside.

Although Wufu helped neatly, it could be seen that she was in a very bad mood, and she smashed pots and bowls from time to time. It's also a shame that she is soft and soft, and she is not afraid of her beatings.

Even so, she has always been a person who can't hide her thoughts, and her face has already been there.

Watching her press one of the girl's shawls into the suitcase, Sanhe sighed, stopped, and asked her, "What's wrong?" If you have any grievances, just don't be angry with the girl's clothes, and if you break them, you will have to scream, 'What should I do?' ”

When Wufu was pulled out of the pavilion by the collar by Yan Feng, Sanhe was looking for chess pieces everywhere, so she didn't know about that scene. Although Shanniang knew, she had been deliberately pretending not to see it, so Wufu didn't know that she knew.

Speaking of which, Wufu is a year older than Shanniang, and he is fifteen years old this year. As a big girl, she was thrown out by the collar like a child, but no one saw that scene, and Wufu also felt deeply embarrassed. She hated that arrogant little guy so much, but she didn't know the name of that person from beginning to end, so she didn't know who to pierce if she wanted to stab the villain, so she was so angry and hateful!

"I met someone who I particularly hated today!" She stomped her feet and said, "I want to be a villain and stab him, but I don't know what his name is......"

"It's called Yanfeng." Shanniang, who was leaning against the window and reading a book, suddenly said.

Wufu was startled, turned his head to look at Shanniang, and screamed, "The girl saw it?!" ”

Only then did Shanniang realize that she had leaked her mouth, so she hurriedly covered her mouth with a book, and blinked innocently: "I didn't see anything." ”

"Girl......" Wufu blushed and stomped his feet.

Shanniang hurriedly turned over and sat up, flashed out of the room with the book, and smiled again: "You are busy, I'll go out for a walk." ”

Sanhe hurriedly said: "It's so late, don't go out of the yard girl." ”

"Got it." Shanniang agreed, and jumped down the steps with a smile on her face.

If at first she still felt that she was the age when she died, maybe her body was only fourteen years old, and perhaps the reason why everyone around her regarded her as a child, gradually, she forgot more and more about her age, and became more and more like a real fourteen-year-old girl. It was so casual that she couldn't help but want to jump down......

She jumped down a step before realizing her slightly childish move, and couldn't help but stick out her tongue and glance left and right.

At this moment, the fifth master and the fifth wife were talking in the house, and she could hear the laughter of the fifth master through the door. Hou Jue was in Hou Rui's house, and the two seemed to be playing with something they had bought from the temple fair, and let out an exclamation from time to time. In the house, the people who went out with them were packing their bags, everyone was busy, but no one noticed her little jump.

Shanniang bit the tip of her tongue, glanced left and right again, and saw that there was no one around, so she jumped down the steps one by one like a little rabbit.

She didn't know that there was a person hidden among the branches and leaves of the ginkgo tree. The man stared at her silently, his heart fluctuating.

At this time, if Yuan Changqing didn't know what it meant when he faced the ups and downs of Thirteen's childhood, he would not be looked down upon by so many people. And what he thinks about her, the rational part of his mind still knows that some things can be fought for hard, and some things are not something you can get if you want to...... For example, both parents.

For example, she is also willing to ......

The clever Thirteen Er said a long time ago, this is not what she wants...... Yuan Changqing never felt that he was a good person, but he was at least a principled bad person, the so-called "do unto others what you don't want to do to yourself", he would never force what she didn't want to do......

I don't remember which book said that young people's feelings are like a fire, and they always feel difficult to restrain when they burn, but they can look back on the world soon after they are burned. Fortunately, he will soon be returning to Beijing. The next time I see her, it should be after the Dragon Boat Festival. With such a gap of time, no matter how big the prairie is, it should be over...... When I saw her again, I thought that those thoughts should have been almost diluted by reason. Just like those things that you know you can't ask for, you can turn around and walk away after longing, evaluating, and knowing that you can't get them......

It's just that what makes him puzzled is ...... Why did she imprint on his heart without warning?!

What exactly did she do? So he just saw her in his eyes?!

Under the tree, Shanniang bent down to pick up a ginkgo leaf. She walked out into the moonlight, held the leaf to cover the moon, and then looked at the ginkgo biloba gilded by the moonlight, and smiled with her fox eyes.