The ninth princess really didn't break her promise, and the clothes were made quickly and well.

When the villagers in Zhuangzi began to harvest the fresh crops in the field with their eyes shining, they all wore new clothes that were light and slightly insulating, and were not afraid of grass and trees.

The ninth princess stood blankly on the edge of the ridge, looking at all kinds of clothes that were rushed out of her Jiuniang embroidery room and working overtime: "......"

"Why don't I help the fairy harvest the crops? There is no need to take revenge, just divide some of the material with me. ”

She has to have these clothes materials, and she can't make half a month's money, and she won't have to work for the next three years.

A few days ago, the old generals in the capital were still rolling in front of their father and begging for newly cut talismans, and bluntly said that they were willing to buy them if they emptied their families.

Mu Qingyun raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I can't be the master, everyone takes food very seriously, and I want to stretch out my hand and no one will let me." ”

Ninth Princess: "Alas! ”

After Mu Qingyun met the ninth princess, he often came and went, the little princess loves to talk and laugh, and likes to gossip, basically come to Zhuangzi every three or five days, stay in the lounge for most of the day, do nothing else, only drink tea and chat.

When it comes to gossip ability, she is almost the same as herself, you know, she is equivalent to mastering countless small animals, as well as all kinds of flowers and trees as eyeliner.

In the entire capital, there is no gossip news in the major families that this little princess does not know.

Mu Qingyun once doubted that this child could see the record booklet of the embroidered royal historians.

However, recently, all the gossip in the aristocratic circle in the capital has revolved around Mu Qingyun, whether it is the canopy or the immortals, it is all related to her.

The ninth princess said with great interest that after the family asked for the canopy, the old daughter-in-law who had not been pregnant for 20 years actually gave birth to a pearl and gave birth to a big fat boy, and who was almost eaten out of the house, as soon as the canopy came out, the clan still let go, and didn't go too far, she listened to it, and it was not embarrassing, but there was always a sense of déjà vu that the giant panda watched the human onlookers.

Mu Qingyun knew that many gossips and the ninth princess didn't dare to tell her.

Recently, there have been some faint words inside and outside the capital, saying that Fairy Mu went down to earth, and he almost married his cousin in the mortal world, so he can't say that he really has some friendship, if the god of war in the sky learns about this, he may want to divorce Fairy Mu.

Mu Qingyun: "......"

These words were heard with nose and eye.

Actually many people believe it.

Mu Qingyun thought about it for a while, and he could quite understand the thoughts of these people, in the current environment, there are a lot of requirements for women, men marry wives, women want women to be virtuous, beautiful, have a good family background, and the most important thing is chastity, before marriage, women must not have any intersection with foreign men, once there is, the reputation of the whole clan will be ruined, and without waiting for the man to do anything, the woman's family will not allow the girl to live first.

Since this is the way of the world, it is natural to have such thoughts.

Mu Qingyun didn't care, anyway, no one would knot their brains and come to her.

Xia He was very concerned, but recently Zhuangzi was busy harvesting crops, and when she saw a thousand catties of wheat per mu, her brain was about to burn into a pot of porridge, and she didn't care about worrying about anything else.

If this good breed is popularized in the family, their little lady will definitely be a Buddha in ten thousand families, and no one can have those messy and treacherous thoughts.

The whole Zhuangzi, from the fifty or sixty-year-old old farmer to the eleven or twelve-year-old baby, were all immersed in the dizzy joy, but Mu Qingyun was as usual.

On this day, she also asked the ninth princess to eat Arhat dishes.

In recent days, Venerable Hongzheng from the south has taken his disciples to the capital, where he is giving lectures on the Dharma at the Temple of Mercy and Grace, and there are many more believers in the Temple of Mercy and Grace, and they cook Arhat dishes for the believers to eat every day.

"Actually, the donkey meatloaf in the Temple of Mercy and Grace is well done."

Although the Temple of Mercy and Grace is a Buddhist temple, there are not only monks inside, but also many people go to play on weekdays, and the temple naturally wants to satisfy the appetite of pilgrims from all walks of life, so a canteen is built outside, and many lay disciples with good craftsmanship are responsible for making meals.

When you enter the temple, you have to eat vegetarian food, and when you go out of the temple gate, you can also be satisfied if you want to eat meat.

The ninth princess thought about Luohan Cai, and suddenly frowned, feeling that something was wrong: "Fairy, I always feel that there seems to be something I have forgotten." ”

Mu Qingyun couldn't laugh.

The ninth princess came to her Zhuangzi diligently, every three or five days, because of the yield of crops in the Zhuangzi, everyone's heart was on fire, and now it has been spreading, every day there are villagers from surrounding villages, big households from all over the country, and court officials to inquire about the news.

didn't come directly to the door to ask for food, but because of her Mu Qingyun's identity here, these people had some scruples in their hearts, but presumably as soon as the specific yield per mu came out, everyone would be nervous.

In the final analysis, the ninth princess is a golden branch and jade leaf, if the prince is still the prince, she must always teach a little bit of crop farming, but she is just a princess, from childhood to adulthood, I am afraid I don't know whether the food she eats grows on the tree or in the ground.

She can now react to what is wrong, and she is quite acute.

Mu Qingyun didn't explain much to her, the ninth princess had a lively temperament, and she didn't have much fun, so she put it in the back of her head when she said it, and thought about Luohan cuisine with one mind.

The arhat dishes of Ci'en Temple are really delicious.

As soon as Mu Qingyun sat down, a little novice soon came over with a tray, six dishes and two soups.

The little novice has a tiger's head, fleshy cheeks, and gray monk's clothes are worn in a regular manner, which looks very cute.

Mu Qingyun smiled and took out a purse for him.

"When I add a little gold-plated silver to the Bodhisattva."

The little novice blushed slightly, thanked the donor for his generosity, came out of the box, and quickly took the purse to his master, opened it and saw that there was a small string of small silver ingots in the shape of lotus flowers.

Tie them together with red ropes, there are ten in total, each is only the size of a fingernail, but the workmanship is twelve points fine, the dew on the lotus petals are clear, and the little lotus is very cute.

The old monk recited the Buddha's name and touched the top of the little novice's head: "You keep it, don't spend it at will." It was given by the one, and it can't be said that it has some fairy energy. ”

The little novice nodded in confusion, and the old monk couldn't help laughing.

Although they practice Buddhism, they still have to pay three respects to the gods in the sky.

Since the appearance of the canopy, from the abbot to the ordinary little novice, the hearts of the temples have been a little unquiet, some are more devout to worship the Buddha, and some have floating thoughts.

The abbot told them that there is no need to think too much, everything is a fate, if there is a Buddha fate, there are Buddhas everywhere, if there is no Buddha fate, even if you eat fast every day, you may not be able to grow any Buddha nature.

Mu Qingyun didn't know that her little purse, and it made the old monk think a lot, but this Luohan dish was really delicious.

In particular, the spring bamboo shoot soup, I don't know how to make it, it is sweet and delicious, even the soup cooked by the first-rate chef who ate it in the best hotel back then, there is no such taste.