Chapter 40 Longshou Mountain Man

When he entered the palace the day before yesterday, Fubi and his party who sent an envoy to the Liao Dynasty were appreciated by his majesty today. In front of civil and military officials, his majesty gave him a fish bag. He also received 300 taels of silver and 20 Suzhou brocade after the San Dynasty. This matter looked very glorious and had a bright face. It was the eyes of the Liao Dynasty. It is also basically reached, but if you want to marry the princess and go to the barbarians, Fu Bi looked at the words and found that your majesty's expression was somewhat unhappy. Oh, loyalty and filial piety are in a dilemma!

After returning home, Fu Bi felt empty in his heart and had no strength to speak. After chatting with his wife, he hurriedly ate dinner, bathed and changed clothes. He went back to the study alone and went to bed. He slept until dawn the next day and woke up in the morning.

Maybe he was sleepy. When the first ray of sunlight penetrated into the study, Fu Bi suddenly woke up and shouted, "Come on, change your clothes quickly. If you miss the morning, you have to eat a book. Ouch, this is terrible!"

Fu Bi was shocked and shouted, which made the family stare. The housekeeper was also stunned and the maid was also stupid. He quickly ran to inform his wife. The wife came to the study like a gust of wind. When she saw her husband standing on the green brick floor barefoot, he turned around in a hurry, and hurriedly asked, "Fulang, what's wrong with you? Yesterday you weren't Did the government let you rest at home for three days? This..."

After listening to his wife's words, Fubi was stunned and sighed for a long time, "Oh, Xiaowan, look, I'm scared!"

Madam Yan Xiaowan helped Fu Bi sit back at the head of the bed, stroked her husband's back and comforted her, "Fulang, the Liao Dynasty, you have lost a lot. Why don't I accompany you to Xiangguo Temple to put incense today, drive away the evil spirit of the barbarians, and be relaxed."

Fu Bi held his wife's hand and said, "Xiaowan, thank you for your hard work. I was worried that the Liao dog would secretly kill me, so in those days of the Liao Dynasty, I really had a hard time sleeping and eating, which made you worry."

"Well, husband and wife are originally of the same heart. Rich man, you give up your life and die, be dedicated to the country, and dare to go to the cave of tigers and wolves thousands of miles away. You also have a good face for your wife. Well, don't say that, let Xiaowan help you freshen up."

Bianliang, the capital of the Song Dynasty, the inner city

North of Bianhe Street and south of Jingling East Palace is located the first royal Buddhist temple of the Song Dynasty - Xiangguo Temple. Xiangguo Temple was founded in the sixth year of Northern Qi and was originally known as Jianguo Temple. It was once destroyed in the war between the Northern and Southern Dynasties. After the establishment of the Tang Dynasty, it was rebuilt. Emperor Ruizong Li Dan of the Tang Dynasty gave the name of Daxiangguo Temple and wrote the plaque of "Daxiangguo Temple" by himself. .

When its scale was large, the two courtyards alone could accommodate tens of thousands of people. The temple building was luxurious and magnificent, and there were many precious antiques of the previous dynasty. Only the ink treasures, sculptures and authentic works of the literati accounted for half. In the Song Dynasty, after the repair and expansion of Taizu and Taizong, the inside and outside of Xiangguo Temple became more majestic and tall. It can be said that the courtyard is extremely spacious, the flowers and trees are particularly lush, and the number of monks is countless. There are five temple fairs a month, and thousands of merchants move, and the people are shoulder to shoulder one after another, sweating like rain, lively and prosperous scenes. It is far from the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

It's not in vain that people described Xiangguo Temple as "golden glowing and Yunxia losing face"

Half an hour later, Fubi accompanied his wife to Xiangguo Temple after breakfast, and then asked for a signature. The elder who untied the signature interpreted the signature on the spot:

The previous life was this family, and there must be a reason for meeting in this life

Dragon and Tiger Chengxiang Tian Suizi, five three sixty-two is a strange period

Fubi didn't pay attention to listening. When the elder finished saying that his wife gave gold and silver, Fubi suddenly asked, "Madam, why are you asking for a signature?"

Yan Xiaowan smiled and replied, "Look at you, how old is your daughter this year? How can you forget that you are a father?"

"This" Fu Bi thought for a moment, "In the twenty-eighth year, madam, are you right?"

"Do you still remember?" Yan Xiaowan smiled sweetly, put the signature in her sleeve, pulled Fubi out of the hall, slowly walked down the steps, wandered casually, stopped in front of a vendor selling peach branches, picked up a bunch of favorite peach branches, asked the maid to put them away, and took Fubi to Paiyun Pavilion, the highest place in the temple.

At the top of the cloud pavilion, you can have a panoramic view of the Bianliang street scenery, and the interior layout is simple and generous, which makes people linger.

However, the purpose of Mr. and Mrs. Fubi's visit here is not limited to the scenery. His wife Yan Xiaowan intends to bring the head of the family here.

"Fulang, there are many talented people and beautiful women in the Song Dynasty today, and the official family is full of talents. This year, the high school students are even more romantic and have both talent and learning. What do you think?" Yan Xiaowan followed the good way.

"This is true. Today, when Zi Shengming, there are no fewer people who are good at reading poetry and books, and those who can enter high school are by no means ordinary people." Fu Bi looked at the lively scene on the other side of the Bianhe wharf while accompanying his wife to say this.

Yan Xiaowan looked at the words and found that her husband was in a good mood now. It should be time to say it. Next, she tried to ask, "Look, Fu Lang, how is Yang Yu?"

"Yang Zhi? Which one? Fu Bi asked puzzledly.

"Oh, Fulang, that's the new top student Yang Yu!" Yan Xiaowan stamped her feet in a hurry.

"Ah, that person..." Fubi didn't say anything.

"How about that man, Fulang, do you want to say something?" Yan Xiaowan asked.

"Ah, that man is not bad, and his brother Yang Cha is also the backbone of the country," Fu Bi said vaguely.

"In that case, Fulang, what do you think if our daughter is betrothed to Yang Huan?"

Furi suddenly woke up and said, "No, no."

"Why not? It's a blessing for him to enter our house. Isn't my daughter worthy of him? Fulang, is that what you mean? Yan Xiaowan was so angry that she turned her back to Fu Bi and stopped talking.

"Oh" Fu Bi suddenly turned around and put his hands gently on his wife's shoulder. "Listen to me?"

"If you have something to say, just say it!"

"Yes, my wife"

Fu Bi said angrily, "I remember hearing someone say that a good friend of Yang Yu said that he saw Yang Yu as a Longshou Mountain man in his dream. I thought this was really an ominous omen!"

"What about the people of Longshou Mountain? It is impossible to say that he has the heart to retreat in the future and is willing to have a good future!"

"This is not true," Fu Bi took his wife to the window and sat down. "Madam, you also know that my husband is talented and I know people face to face. I am as good as the host of Xiangguo Temple. I have seen Yang Yu's people before. There is nothing wrong with the young man's ambition and a little frivolity, but I vaguely feel that Yang Yu is not a blessing. Deep person, you said that if my daughter got married, and it hasn't been half ayear since, Yang Yuren is gone, then... This..."

"Oh, Fu Lang," Yan Xiaowan said depressingly, "My father said that his sister would marry Yang Huan. Later, my father asked the housekeeper to tell Wan'er that it was better for Yang Huan to marry into my family. He said that Ruolan is smart and virtuous. If Yang Huan is Ruolan, my family will definitely stand out in the future!"

"What about after a moment of prominence?" Fu Bi asked.

"No matter before or after, anyway, my rich family is a prominent family, and you can complete it," Yan Xiaowan said coquettishly.

"Let me tell you this. It's not that I haven't considered Yang Yuqi before, and because of this, I also divination for him. Guess what?" God Fubi said mysteriously in his wife's ear.

"How about it?" Yan Xiaowan also learned from her husband's rhetorical question.

"A short-lived person will definitely die in less than three years. Oh, good, good, my Buddha's mercy has leaked the secret. Your husband, I'm going to reduce my life!" Fu Bi pretended to be a monk and made a check.

Yan Xiaowan laughed out.

"Why are you laughing? I never talk about your husband. There is a world to prove this matter. Wan'd better give up this idea!"

Yan Xiaowan secretly saw her husband's awe-inspiring face and had no pretentiousness. In addition, she herself believed in Buddhism and nodded silently and no longer mentioned it.