Wanting to escape was just a momentary thought, Cui Jiao quickly calmed down, put down her fingers, and pulled the handkerchief, "The concubine didn't lie to His Highness." ”

Fu Yan's throat tightened, and he retracted his eyes and said, "Lone knows, you go and copy a copy of the "Great Prajnaparamita Sutra", tomorrow Lone will ask for it, and if you can't finish copying it, you will be punished by Yuefeng." ”

Cui Jiao dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, but kindly reminded him, but he was caught and punished by him, he wanted to be a thief himself, but he asked her to help copy the scriptures, what kind of arrogance and pride!

There are 600 volumes of the Great Prajnaparamita Sutra, not to mention tomorrow, even the day after tomorrow, she will not be able to finish copying it.

Cui Jiao only dared to whisper, "The concubine can't finish copying." ”

Fu Yan sneered, "If you can't finish copying, you will be punished, and you can't go down." ”

Cui Jiao wiped tears and said, "There are all kinds of mistakes in the concubine, the concubine has a clear conscience for His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness wants to punish the concubine, and the concubine is willing to accept the punishment, I just ask His Highness not to dislike the concubine......"

Fu Yan turned his face away from her.

It's useless to cry, Cui Jiao sobbed and finished the retreat, and wanted to go back to take a nap, but she was dispelled, and went to Huang Zhai to learn the scriptures.

There were more than a dozen volumes of scriptures neatly placed on the bookshelf at the end of the house, Cui Jiao's eyes were black, and Fu Yan scolded him from head to toe several times before moving the stool and stepping on the stool to get the scriptures.

At this time, the palace official led several female officials to help her carry the books.

The female official of the department is in charge of the three people, the secretary and the banquet, and she is Cui Jiao's top boss, and she does things neatly, and Cui Jiao has always respected her.

"The Great Prajnaparamita Sutra is complicated and has many volumes, and His Highness has instructed us to help Cui Zhangshu share some of it," Si Boudoir said as she took the scroll in her hand.

Someone helped to write it together, Cui Jiao was a lot happy, the scriptures were divided equally, and each person only had to copy sixty volumes, and the prince would like it tomorrow, and he could barely make a difference.

And every man took the scroll and returned to his room.

Cui Jiao was very grateful, she was not in a hurry to transcribe the scroll at the moment, she came to the East Palace for more than a month, she didn't worry about eating and drinking, a month's monthly dedication was saved, others helped her, she should also send something, spend a little monthly reward, find a kitchen to make a few snacks, give them to a few female officials to taste, and pull some friendship between each other, as for the prince, he can't forget that although he hates the prince for being too much to her, he still has to offer the courtesy.

Nanxing is familiar with those cooks, with her help, the cooks are very happy to provide Cui Jiao with ingredients, the ingredients in the East Palace kitchen are freshly purchased and used, the summer is hot, Cui Jiao picked some acacia leaves, black plum and other things, rolled up her sleeves and made your own acacia leaf cold tao and black plum drink, cold tao and drink are the people of Daliang after the summer love to eat, cheap and appetizing, not as expensive as the □□palace meal, it is considered to taste fresh.

A few people smell the fragrance, there are inevitably people swallowing saliva, they are busy in the kitchen, there is a lot of oil and water in the kitchen, the delicious meal can be tasted more or less, the delicacies of the mountains and seas are tired of eating, and the folk snacks will also be greedy.

There are eight female officials who copy the scriptures, plus the one made for the prince, Cui Jiao is shy, and she is reluctant to spend more money to buy ingredients, which is only enough to make their share, but she informed the people of the practice, and those people said that she was generous, and the recipes were not hidden, and took the initiative to help her divide the two snacks into nine portions and put them in the food box.

The two copies of Cui Jiao and the other two palms went to send it by herself, and the rest were sent by her female historians, and the prince's share of Yuzhu was sent to Chongwen Palace, and the prince had not yet gotten up, so he handed it over to the family order.

The prince had a lunch break for half an hour, and when he woke up, the family ordered the attendant to take out the Huaiye Lengtao and Wumei Drink from Bingjian, "Cui Zhangshu made it, His Royal Highness ate it to relieve the heat." ”

The royal family was born rich and glorious, and the wine and food were commonplace, and the soup in these two dishes seemed to be low in water, but it was difficult to endure in the hot summer, and the food just taken out of the ice was very appetizing.

The prince took a bite of it, and sure enough, it was appetizing, and he ate all the bowls and dishes.

Jia Ling smiled, handed him tea to rinse his mouth, "The servant heard the cook say that Cui Zhangshu did this for His Royal Highness out of his own pocket, which shows his intentions." ”

The prince was stunned, then took the tea and rinsed his mouth, took a piece of chicken tongue incense, and went to the Chongwen Pavilion.

The family order thought about it, the prince ate the things of other people's little ladies, and he couldn't punish people anymore.

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Cui Jiao ran to Si Boudoir's residence, Si Boudoir was happy to see the snacks, and accepted a few polite words with her.

The other two Zhangshu residences are located in the side house on the west side of the East Palace, far away from the main hall, which is the residence of low-level female officials, Cui Jiao took the female historians to that row of houses, there is a low wall to enclose that side, the wall is covered with black carbon-seeping gray tiles, and the molded pattern bricks are paved all the way along the ramp, and when you enter the wall, the floor tiles are replaced by bluestone, and a few green pines are planted in the east corner, which are wilted under the sun, and the clothes are dried in the yard, all of which are women's clothes.

Cui Jiao carried her skirt to the porch, followed the eaves all the way to find the room of the two palms, the door was open, and Cui Jiao heard people talking in the house.

"Si Boudoir wants to slap her up, can she pull us? Help her copy the scriptures, who will help us with the duties? ”

"Don't be angry, she was brought back to Chang'an by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, how can we compare?"

Cui Jiao grinded her teeth, it turned out that she was thinking about her like this behind her back, if she didn't want to be the palm secretary, there were only these two people in the inner square, they did more, what are you talking about to help her now, isn't she helping them share their responsibilities?

There was a snap inside, like something had hit the ground.

"We are innocent and good, what kind of character is she? If you have the surname Cui, is it really Cui's lady? If it is really from the Cui family, why don't you even give His Royal Highness the title of Chenghui? Who doesn't know that our head of the book is a tasteless female official, she follows His Royal Highness the Crown Prince without a name or share, and her identity will inevitably be unseemly. ”

"The three palms, she is only in charge of fasting, and it is her turn to do a good errand, why don't you pick our sisters? She lives in the corridor of the Chongwen Palace, but we are squeezed into a room in this side house! ”

Cui Jiao's face turned white, it turned out that she could arrange it wantonly out of jealousy, the prince really wanted to pick them early in the morning, the prince couldn't tolerate others approaching the palace, and everyone knew that even she had suffered a lot of losses because of this, if there was no way out, she wouldn't know that the prince wanted to use her, and risked her life to curry favor, they only saw her surface scenery, how could they know her suffering?

Cui Jiao looked at the food box in her hand and didn't give it to them! saved eating her things, and secretly told her right and wrong.

She turned around and went down the porch, went out of the fence and waited, and after a while, the three female histories came out, and seeing that her food box was not delivered, she asked curiously, "Are the two palms confiscated?" ”

Cui Jiao thought about it, "They are from Chang'an, so they should not be used to eating such rural snacks." ”

The three of them had different expressions.

Cui Jiao smiled and said, "They don't eat, it just so happens that the four of us have divided it, and you can also try my craftsmanship." ”

The female historians were hungry in the kitchen as early as possible, and when they heard her say this, they were all happy and good.

The four of them went back to the corridor room, each divided half a bowl to eat, and praised the delicious, happy Cui Jiao boasted, and when they had spare money in their hands in the future, they would be the Jusheng slaves that they Qinghe people often ate (1).

After eating and drinking, Cui Jiao copied the scriptures in the room with peace of mind.

The two palms finished copying the scriptures, and at night and other female officials summarized the scriptures, listening to them to know, Cui Jiao came to the side to send snacks to the female officials who helped her copy the scriptures, but did not give them both, the two asked Cui Jiao when he came, it was when they said bad things behind their backs, they all had ghosts in their hearts, and then they were afraid for a long time, lest she go to the prince to sue them, and Cui Jiao would avoid it when she met Cui Jiao, and Cui Jiao was too lazy to interact with them, so everyone hid this matter in their hearts.

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Early the next morning, someone came to pick up the copied scriptures, and by the way, she was asked to change into inconspicuous clothes, and the prince wanted to take her to the Temple of Mercy and Grace for incense.

Cui Jiao copied the scriptures in the middle of the night, and finally handed over the errand, wanting to make up for sleep during the day, but the prince still didn't spare her, he was deliberately torturing her!

However, Cui Jiao didn't have a problem, she took off her female official uniform, wore a red Qian skirt, and covered her face with a curtain, which was the travel clothes of ordinary people's girls.

Cui Jiao followed the servants around to Yichun Beiyuan and got into the carriage, the prince was already in the car, he didn't wear the usual clothes on weekdays, but wore a narrow-sleeved round-necked robe, he had reached the crown, usually in the East Palace, he needed to tie his hair and wear a gold crown, but today he wore a dark head, which was very simple.

The prince traveled with an honor team, and today he went out lightly, taking only her and two accompanying servants with him.

The carriage left the East Palace from the Xuande Gate and drove all the way to the Temple of Mercy and Grace.

Ci'en Temple is the most vigorous temple of incense in Chang'an City, the people in the city come here to incense and ask for Buddha, there is no lack of noble ladies, the temple also built a Ci'en Temple tower, it is said that there are countless Buddhist scriptures hidden in the tower, every year there are many high school students will come to the tower to name it, Cui Jiao does not come to it, come and want to see this tower, maybe her brother will be lucky enough to be in high school in the future, and will leave a name here.

Fu Yan said to come to the incense, but it is really incense, the monk led the way, took them to a narrow offering hall behind the Prajna Hall, the hall enshrined a nameless spirit card, burning incense to ward off evil spirits, Cui Jiao stopped in front of the hall, she and the female officials copied the scriptures were moved in by the servants, only the prince entered alone, the novice closed the door, Cui Jiao was bored outside the door, looked up and saw the tower of the Temple of Mercy and Grace standing in the temple, this remote place can also see the towering of the tower.

Cui Jiao came for the first time, and she didn't know who the prince was worshiping, so she should know these novices, so she asked.

Xiao Shami repeatedly said Amitabha, as if he was being held by a knife on his neck, and he was in a dilemma, "Don't ask the poor monk if the female benefactor comes out, when Tan Yue (2) comes out, you might as well ask him." ”

It's all ulterior, Cui Jiao won't be stupid enough to anger the prince, so she has no curiosity.

The prince would not be able to come out for a while, so she asked the little novice to lead the way and go around the vicinity of the tower of the Temple of Mercy and Grace.

There is a Dharma Hall near the tower of Ci'en Temple, there is a Zen master in the lecture hall in the Dharma Hall, there are many monks sitting on the futon at the bottom who are listening to the praise sincerely, among the monks, there are some foreign monks who come to Liang to study, the appearance is strange, Xiao Shami introduced to her, these monks come from Silla, Dashi and other places, in addition to not looking like Daliang people, they have stayed in Daliang for more than ten years, and they are fluent in Mandarin and Chang'an locals.

Cui Jiao is surprised, she can speak official language, she can only learn official language if she is literate and read, but she has grown up in Qinghe for more than ten years, even if she speaks official language, she will have a little Qinghe accent, her female historians often say that the official language she says occasionally has a fluttering sound, but fortunately it is harmless.

The bell in the temple rang, and when it was time for the little novice to chant and meditate, Cui Jiao let him go.

She turned to the tower of the Temple of Mercy and Grace, wanting to see the nomination above, but unexpectedly saw the five princesses here, the five princesses wore men's clothes, she was younger than Cui Jiao, her eyebrows and eyes were immature, and she was in front of her.

Cui Jiao hurriedly hid behind a palm tree.

The fifth princess seemed to be waiting for someone, she was impatient to wait, and ran into the tower, Cui Jiao was trying to follow, and the big horse walked all the way from the north path to the wind, Cui Jiao retreated behind the tree, and saw that he also entered the tower.

It's—this can't be a coincidence.

She also wanted to follow her to the tower, but the little novice who had shown her the way before came to her, "The female benefactor is going back with the poor monk, and Tan Yue has come out." ”

Cui Jiao had to go back with him.

Fu Yan was reading the scriptures in the Prajna Hall, and there was a scholar standing beside him, wearing a linen robe, holding a book in his hand, and respectfully explaining to Fu Yan.

As soon as she came in, the two of them were silent, and Fu Yan swept her coldly.

The scholar only looked at the girl at the door, and the curtain fence couldn't see her face clearly, only a small half of the cherry red lip flap and Bai Xiu could vaguely peep into it.

Fu Yan withdrew his eyes, seeing that the scholar was staring at Cui Jiao in a daze, he frowned and said, "Why did you stop?" ”

The scholar hurriedly saluted Fu Yanxing, "This, this ......"

"Leave her alone," Fu Yan said.

The scholar continued to hold the book and continued.

Cui Jiao's pestle at the door is not retreating, forced to listen to an ear, it turned out that the scholar was Guo Shoushan, she copied the scroll from his hand, the name was obtained like an old pedant, and now he is talking to the prince about what to control the water, quoting scriptures, saying a bunch of big truths, she listened a little sleepy, and the prince waved his sleeves to tell him to retreat.

The prince sat in front of the tea bed by the window, and Cui Jiao hurriedly stepped forward to pour him the tea that had been brewed.

"Where did you go?" The prince asked lightly.

Cui Jiao didn't dare to tell him that she was wandering around, so she told him that she saw the fifth princess and the big horse by the Ci'en Tower, and asked him tentatively, "...... Would you like to take a look, Your Highness? ”

The day before yesterday, the big horse had a romantic affair with the restaurant Hu, and today he had a private meeting with the fifth princess, if the prince has a heart, he is just catching the adulterer!

Fu Yan put the finished teacup on the table, walked out of the temple with a cold face, and walked quickly to the tower of the Temple of Mercy and Grace.