This 100 taels of gold is not the silver money of the treasury of Daqi, or even the silver money of the inner treasury inherited from generation to generation by the three emperors of Daqi, but the private money she has accumulated over the years.

At this point, Xu Beiyou, who has countless industries in Jiangdu, is naturally much more generous. Xu Beiyou wanted to pay for Xiao Zhinan, but Xiao Zhinan insisted on refusing, so Xu Beiyou gave up.

Avoiding the noisy crowds, the two came to a secluded place, where there happened to be a man-made spring, carved in the shape of a dragon's head, from which a trickle of clear water flowed out of the dragon's mouth, and gathered into a "water mirror" in a small stone pool below.

Xiao Zhinan sat on the bluestone by the pool, the layers of skirts were spread out, completely covering the embroidered shoes under the skirt, she held the rouge box in the palm of her hand, and pulled out a silver hairpin from her head, picked a little rouge with the tip of the hairpin, and then looked at the water mirror, gently and carefully wiped the rouge across her cheeks.

Xu Beiyou sat next to Xiao Zhinan, with his elbows against his knees, his palms supporting his chin, and looking at his wife quietly.

There is no woman who does not love beauty, and Xiao Zhinan is the same.

In addition to Shu brocade, she also likes lake silk and satin, in addition to the princess dress made by the Needlework Bureau, the rest of the casual clothes to the Luo skirt, and then to the embroidered shoes, are all made by the Tianyi Workshop, known as the first silk village in Jiangdu, a small pendant, and purchased from the imperial capital city such as Bao Zhai, as for the winter clothes mink fur, it is mostly the Suxue Village in the northern capital.

Now the splendid white robe worn by Xu Beiyou was also purchased by Xiao Zhinan himself.

Speaking of these, Xiao Zhinan was very interested, when he was applying rouge, he talked to Xu Beiyou about Rong Xiuzhai's rouge, and then talked about clothes from rouge, such as the shawl of Tsing Yi Fang, the embroidered shoes of Biquanzhuang, Xu Beiyou was at a loss, what are these shops for, he can know a little from the name, but when it comes to his daughter's clothes, embroidered shoes, pendant decoration, he is a little blind.

Fortunately, Xiao Zhinan didn't mean to let him express his opinions, but just regarded him purely as an audience, as if he wanted to say all the words he had accumulated over the past few days.

Xu Beiyou just needs to listen.

In fact, speaking seriously, these so-called private words of the boudoir, she is the first time to talk to people, since she was a child, where has she ever had any close friends in the boudoir, and now she is a high position above 10,000 people, it is even more impossible.

After talking to her husband for a while, Xiao Zhinan smeared the rouge evenly, her face was much ruddy, she raised her head, looked at her husband and asked, "Is it good-looking?"

Xu Beiyou instead supported his knees with his hands, looked at her fixedly, and nodded with a smile, "It's good-looking." ”

Xiao Zhinan cocked a finger, gently wiped his cheeks with his fingertips and fingertips, and scraped off a little bit of red, "Where does it look good?"

Xu Beiyou was speechless.

Xiao Zhinan sighed deliberately, "No sincerity." ”

Xu Beiyou laughed dryly, he really didn't know how to answer.

Xiao Zhinan stood up, took the initiative to take Xu Beiyou's hand, and said with a smile: "Tease you, let's enter the temple." ”

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After Xu Beiyou revealed his identity, he and Xiao Zhinan entered the ancestral court of Buddhism.

Xiao Zhinan did not show his true identity, but entered with him as Xu Beiyou's entourage, according to the rules, when he met Xu Beiyou and other distinguished guests, there must be a Buddhist elder to accompany him, but Xu Beiyou refused, and at the same time he also implored Buddhism not to be too public, he just wanted to walk around the ancestral garden of Buddhism before the Obon Festival began.

Naturally, Buddhism has no objections.

Soon after entering the temple, Xu Beiyou and Xiao Zhinan actually met Wang Kaizhi again, but it was not fate, but this Buddhist ancestral court said that it was big and big, not big or big, and everyone knew about several famous scenes, and it was inevitable to go on a journey after entering the temple, and it was reasonable to be able to meet it.

Wang Kaizhi had already pointed out his words before, so naturally he would not regard the husband and wife as the children of an ordinary family, but as one of the eight great gentlemen of Confucianism, although he did not hope for the position of the leader of Confucianism, the prestige and qualifications accumulated over the years were enough for him not to delve too deeply, and he could just treat them normally.

After meeting again this time, Wang Kaizhi had a lot less scruples about talking about the depths of his words, and did not talk about all kinds of allusions to Buddhism, but talked about the general trend of the world today, and the old man inevitably said worriedly: "Today's rebellion of the three feudatories, the king of Wei, the king of Zhenbei, King Liao, one in the south of the Yangtze River, one in the northwest, and one in the northeast, attacked the court from three sides, if it is said that the current court is mediocre, then it is just that, it is a famous teacher, but whether it is Emperor Taizongwen, or Emperor Gaozongsu, and now the regent princess, they are not virtuous people, they are all virtuous people, but even so, these vassal kings are still opposed, for that chair, for a world alone, at the expense of the world's chaos, at the expense of life. ”

The old man paused slightly, and said without concealing his anger: "What kind of virtue can these people be the common masters of the world?"

Xu Beiyou said softly: "The times create heroes, but they want heroes to create the times, and they are destined to not be heroes, let alone the times." ”

The old man sighed, and said with hatred in his tone: "They are successful or defeated, and they don't say it, but since they have rebelled, then the suffering of the common people is already an irreversible thing, even if they are ruined in the end, it will not help." ”

Xu Beiyou and Xiao Zhinan didn't speak, but there was a little more depression and murderous intent between their eyebrows.

The old man glanced at the young couple with a slight surprise and fell into thought.

Xu Beiyou took a deep breath and said slowly: "In fact, in addition to the three kings, there is also a culprit behind the scenes. ”

The old man hesitated slightly, "But Gongzi Xu is talking about the door?"

Xu Beiyou nodded and said: "Naturally, it is the Daomen, since the change of the Yuanqiu Altar in the twenty-three years of Chengping, to the current war between the two Xiang, there is no trace of the Daomen, to say a disrespectful word, if it were not for the Daomen, how could Emperor Taizongwen and Emperor Gaozongsu die one after another." ”

Wang Kaizhi's face was solemn, and the disciples beside him looked at Xu Beiyou again, obviously very different, and they no longer saw the previous contempt.

Xiao Zhinan's expression was gloomy and he didn't say a word.

Xu Beiyou gently held his wife's palm as a sign of comfort.

Xiao Zhinan shook his head, signaling that he was fine, and then looked at Wang Kaizhi, and said in one sentence, "The rebellion of the three kings lies in the king of Wei, and if you want to pacify the king of Wei, destroy the Daomen first." ”

Wang Kaizhi was in a trance, and was silent for a long time.

After a long time, the old man sighed softly and looked at Xu Beiyou with a complicated expression, "Why didn't you bring a sword today?" My little apprentice always said that he wanted to meet the legendary Zhu Xian, and my ears were going to grind calluses. ”