After Jiang Shuying finished speaking, the parrot named Xiaobai flapped its wings and flew out when she heard it, and soon the two women who had led Xiao Banxian and them in walked in.

Jiang Shuying said to the little half-immortal: "It will take time to prepare, you guys are running all the way, let's go and rest for a while." ”

After speaking, he instructed Xingyu and Mo Hua, and said, "Take the two guests to rest first." ”

Xiao Banxian thought about it and left Wujian here, and Jiang Shuying didn't say anything.

In the world of life, suddenly like a traveler. "A thousand years ago you sang to me, and I did not understand, because I did not really live. After a thousand years, I spent the sun and moon carefully, counting every inch and tasting it silently, and I didn't dare to slack off. And people, after all, are not golden stones, this journey and rush, I can't do it, dragging an unhealthy body.

Some actions will be tired after a long time, so thinking too much about some things is just a burden for yourself. Sadness and sadness, pain and attachment are just your own business, and there are some things you want to do and don't want to do or don't do. It's just a balance of mindset that something is done, and the result is not necessarily sad.

The reason why people live a tiring life may be because they think too much about things. There are too many people who care, and too many things to think about for others. In the end, the remaining dark night is only yourself, only this gray world. It seems that every step forward requires all your strength, and every time you look at the scenery, you are preoccupied.

Life is like this, the rich and noble work hard, the poor and lowly work hard, in the final analysis, it is just the fatigue of life and death, as long as the life can go on, they all want to desperately fight for a good life for themselves, and no one can escape.

Johan has a mild temper, but after all, he is a person. After a long day of work, I came home tired, hungry, and full of hope, but what I saw was a messy room, an empty table, and an anxious wife, which was not conducive to physical and mental rest. However, he managed to keep his emotions under control, and if he hadn't touched on the word bad luck again, the scene would have subsided.

A person lives in the world, gives birth to two legs, and walks around unconsciously every day, and walks really I don't know how many roads. If you don't think about it, if you look back and think about it, then the route you have already traveled, and the route you will have to take in the future, is really the most natural, but also the most complicated and strange thing.

Life is a dream, coming and going is empty, everything is unseeked, everything is suffering! Everyone practices in reincarnation, constantly improves themselves, and uses their own wisdom to change the suffering that troubles them, and only by working hard and making themselves strong can they have the ability to resolve suffering for others and the world. All kinds of sufferings in the world are answers, and if you are too persistent, your eyes will be blinded by the worldliness in front of you.

People can't always work so hard, they must learn to be busy, relaxed, and relaxed

The temple seems to be quite cramped at the beginning of the entrance, entering is the low Tianwang Palace, and going around is the main hall held up by slightly higher steps. A courtyard in front of the hall, only to appear open here, but sandwiched by those side walkways on both sides, still only show the deep and long and not see the wide, the courtyard is planted with some pines and cypresses that can not see the age, and there are stone carvings that can not see the age, the pagoda of the wood and stone and the northeast of the main hall is scattered and numerous, especially ancient.

On the uninhabited peak, the trees fell, and a small courtyard rose on the ground, and three rooms, one room, two houses, and new windows and doors were placed. The courtyard in the courtyard grows a lot of green bamboo, and there are many trees and flowers outside the courtyard gate. Through the low wall and low railing, you can see the beauty of paradise at a glance.

The guest room is a two-story wooden building in the west of the blessed land, called the Welcome Building, a few steps away, the furnishings in the wooden building are also very simple, but the cleaning is clean.

On the second floor of the inn, in the No. 1 room, the wooden furniture is neatly placed and elegantly arranged, and on the round wooden table in the center of the guest room, there is a small smoke stove, green smoke curling, and special spices exude a charming aroma.

There is no shadow at all on the side of the back fort, and the end is solid and neat, which is ten times more magnificent than what is seen on the official road. Most of the banquets are displayed in this row of group rooms, and some are still arranging seats, which looks like people in the castle, and there are no outsiders. A large question table has been set up in the opposite room.

Looking up from below, you will never see this villa hidden in the dense forest, simple on the outside and luxurious on the inside. Occasionally, the Liu family would use it as a guest house to entertain the most important shopping mall guests.

The landlords in Jiangbei are different from the landlords in Jiangnan, the landlords and squires in Jiangnan, the mansions are not very large, and in the limited space, the houses and pavilions are scattered and beautiful. The landlords in Jiangbei, most of the house buildings are regular, and there is no ingenuity in the design, but one of its big characters is incomparable to the mansions in the south. As soon as you enter the courtyard, you will feel spacious and grand.

He stopped in front of the penultimate house at the end of the street. Amidst a large pile of shabby and dilapidated buildings, the house is exceptionally decently kept. The lawn in front of the house is clean and surrounded by flowers, and the stepping stones, carved with birds, create a path that leads to the newly painted gate.

There is a two-storey building inside, with blue tiles and vermilion paint, which is less elegant than other buildings in the house.

At this gate, there is a square open land, four pillars on the ground, a line of buildings, and a vermilion lacquer gate. Downstairs there are two rooms facing each other. When you arrive here, it is another large open courtyard, facing the first row of Western-style high-rise buildings, and there is a gatehouse at the bottom. The messengers inside and outside the porter all stood up with a smile. Entering this heavy gate, the verandah is copied on both sides, and a building is surrounded.

There is a moon gate to the west of the state hall, and entering the moon gate is an exquisite small courtyard. There is a pool in the courtyard, with green trees and pavilions, which is extraordinarily quiet. After the pool, there is a row of six-bay brick and stone houses, which is the study of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

But in fact, the sunset building can not see half of the rich and gorgeous, although the building is built of the above good wood, but the decoration of the building is very simple, there is no brocade cloth table, there is no embroidered carpet floor, there is no exquisite lantern on the roof, there is no dazzling bead curtain at the door, only the simple tables and chairs, dry dishes and plates that every guest will need. It's just that a table and a chair here, a few collapses, a curtain and a curtain are all designed ingeniously and placed appropriately, so that people can feel refreshed, comfortable and comfortable as soon as they enter the door.

This clean and tidy house is strange to Green Steps. The thatched roof was thick and golden, the stone walls were a foot thick and sturdy, and the small open space in front of the house was carefully paved with white pebbles and swept spotlessly.

In a courtyard of Tianmeng Mountain, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the landscape is pleasant, the blue bamboo house is located next to the rockery and green bamboo, the door of the house is half hidden, the window is open, the breeze carries the petals over the window, and the whole courtyard is extremely quiet.

Not far away, there are several small wooden houses, clustered around a three-story European-style white mansion, in front of the house are placed dozens of sets of chic rattan tables and rattan chairs, each table is crowded, lively, the same dressed attendants holding dishes and cups and saucers hurriedly walk in and out. And the sun, which has always refused to appreciate its face, chose to come out of the clouds at this time, and everything was so harmonious and wonderful under the shroud of brilliant brilliance.

Different from the place where he lived in Xiangyun Mountain, Zhang Dapang's house was on the sunny side of the mountain peak, where the aura was obviously much stronger, and there were not many houses, and the attic was dotted with stars everywhere, which seemed to contain some kind of law.

Not to mention the weeping flower arches that he saw along the way when he was half-detained and half-"invited" into the mansion, let's just say that the underground darkroom where he was imprisoned was spacious and tidy, the bedding was clean, and even a thick red blanket was spread on the stone floor. Except that the place where it should have been the gate was tightly locked by a wooden fence, the cell was even better than the monastic quarters he lived in at the Temple of Mercy and Grace.

Xingyu and the ink painting were originally medicine slaves, and now they are specially serving Jiang Shuying.

Minglan turned her head to look, the little girl Rulan standing on the side was gently covering her mouth, and there was a little girl with beautiful eyebrows standing next to her, looking a little older, it was estimated that she was the fourth Miss Mo Lan, she was wearing a pair of white jade rings with emeralds, wearing a lake-green fine pattern yarn, standing in a regular manner, her head drooping slightly, gentle and respectful.

The older woman's name was Xingyu, and Xingyu said: "The two of them will rest for a while, and the slave will prepare a change of clothes for the two of them." ”

After dinner, my mother made tea and always motioned for me to sit down and eat it together. And I was busy at work, often using the excuse that I still had a lot to do, and that I would be busy after a while. I have to come out of the studio, and usually my mother has finished drinking and is ready to freshen up and go to bed. Over the years, I have been so busy that I have rarely accompanied my mother to enjoy a cup of tea.

Mo Hua also poured tea for Xiao Banxian and Mo Liunian, and held two plates of dim sum, Xiao Banxian and Mo Liunian were indeed hungry, Mo Liunian just stretched out his hand, Xiao Banxian remembered the injury on her hand, and immediately said: "How is the wound, show me quickly." ”

If it weren't for Xiao Banxian's reminder, Mo Liunian would have forgotten the wound on her hand a long time ago, it didn't hurt or itch, she untied the veil, but she found that the original terrifying wounds had become like wounds that had been accidentally cut by a knife, if it weren't for the blood on her hands, she would have thought she was dreaming.

This resilience is too amazing, Xiao Banxian thought of Mo Liunian, who died frequently three years ago, and Mo Liunian himself was stunned.

Mo Liunian looked his hands left and right, and muttered, "How can this be?"

Xiao Banxian glanced at the ink painting standing not far away, and smiled: "Fortunately, it's fine, this little injury shouldn't have to ask the ink painting girl to ask for medicine powder to rub." ”

After dinner, my mother made tea and always motioned for me to sit down and eat it together. And I was busy at work, often using the excuse that I still had a lot to do, and that I would be busy after a while. I have to come out of the studio, and usually my mother has finished drinking and is ready to freshen up and go to bed. Over the years, I have been so busy that I have rarely accompanied my mother to enjoy a cup of tea.

Xue Qing quickly took him to familiarize himself with the furnishings in Qing'an's house, hurriedly served him to wash his body and wash his body, changed him into decent clothes, cleaned up inside and out, and then led him out again.

Entering the middle hall, but there was no one inside, Fan's mother led Minglan straight to the side compartment in the west of the main house, the courtyard was full of maids and women coming in and out, everyone was in a hurry, carrying water and basins, but there was no sound. Then he walked west, and before he could enter the door, he heard the voice of the voice inside, accompanied by a low cry.

Du Fu is not rich because the Cui family is not rich, so he must bring more clothes with him, so as not to disturb others later. After sending the guests away that night, he closed the gate and packed his luggage. Because Yang was walking all the way and had no cars and horses at home, he specially made some dry food for the kitchen to prepare for eating on the road. After the bandaging stopped, I tied a bag of pickled chicken and bacon in the New Year, ready to take it to gifts. Everything stopped, it was late at night, and the whole family went to bed to rest.

Manager Liu leaned back on a chair and sat down, his mouth turned up, and a cigar was inserted obliquely on the corner of his mouth, and he smiled slightly when he heard this. Yue Rong glared at King Song and the others, lowered her head and thought about it, and smiled herself. So he washed an empty teacup with tea, poured a cup of hot tea in a pot, held it in both hands, and sent it to Manager Liu, and laughed in a low voice: "After eating, my godfather hasn't drunk tea yet." “

In the soft light sat a delicate woman in a pale yellow palace dress and holding a scroll, and opposite her sat a man in Tsing Yi with an ordinary appearance but a beautiful atmosphere, holding a cup of hot tea, gently blowing open the tea leaves, the slightly hot water entered the throat, and the heart and lungs were warm.

Xinsheng smiled and let Yuerong sit on the sofa, she sat down backwards unintentionally, and unconsciously fell back and leaned on the back of the sofa, which was very comfortable. Just sit down, there is a very strong osmanthus fragrance, sent to the nose, when looking back, in the middle of the flower paper wall on the silk paste of a scroll painting, is painted osmanthus. Underneath the painting, there is another ebony shelf, with a porcelain jar of multicolored flowers, in which is planted an osmanthus tree four or five feet high.

After a while, the cook brought something and set a table of meat and vegetable plates. Yan Xi invited Mrs. Leng's family and three people to the table and poured them wine in person. In front of Qingqiu, she also stood up, holding the cups and touching them, her eyes could be shot in her hands, and she didn't dare to face them. Yanxi was also respectful, showing a solemn and polite appearance. Everyone drank only one glass of wine, and the cook brought it to them.

Dan Tang understood, went to the house to find a new cluster of bright red purse, put a warm and precious white jade toad in it, thought about it, and took a small string of gold bills, took a small plate of begonia lacquer, and went outside.

On the living room building, there are also peony flowers everywhere. The floor slab in the middle is wiped clean and clean, so that everyone can dance. In the two rooms, there are two red sandalwood long tables in a row, and on one side are snacks such as biscuits, cheese, crispy milk cakes, etc. On one side, there are soft drinks, beer, coffee, and other beverages. A group of Russians were invited to the platform, where Western music was played.

Taking a few deep breaths, Gu Yanyan straightened up, re-closed the small hole, biting her lip and seriously watching the bodies of the three of them being beaten one by one.

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