Chapter 57 Can't be alienated, it's hard to give up concerns

In a blink of an eye, July, and the beginning of the three years of Yuanqing came as scheduled. However, the increasingly scaling Jiaoyang did not weaken the noise of the city. Not to mention that Xiaodong City is still full of people. The East City in Ping'an Square is also as full of traffic and people as ever. It is located in the inner city of Kyoto, with many shops. Compared with the city, there are more brocade aristocrats riding tall horses on the city, and aristocrats riding fragrant cars and aristocrats. Although there are also stalls of umbrella shops beside the road, they are mostly set up by shops in the workshop, which display some unsalable goods, so it also attracts many cloth civilians with rich hands. Bargain to buy practical goods at a price that is not expensive.

Baoyan Street in Dong City, because it is close to Guozijian, mainly sells pen, ink, paper and inkstones, calligraphy and painting treasures, attracting many scholars and talented women in the boudoir.

This street is relatively quiet.

The red sandalwood carriage slowly stopped in the middle of Baoyan Street, in front of the most eye-catching Tianyi Pavilion.

and the word "wei" on the wall also attracted a lot of attention from pedestrians.

However, there were seven or eight bodyguards dressed in black and with long swords hanging around their waists. At this time, they stood silently around the carriage, and their sharp and alert eyes kept sweeping at the crowd. There were also the mother in silk and narrow sleeves, standing respectfully on one side. Let's make people guess, is it the eldest princess going out?

However, when the embroidered curtain was picked up, two maids in blue came out from the inside and waited under the car.

The two maids were only twelve or three years old, but they had peach cheeks and apricot eyes, which was like twin sisters, which attracted the eyes of the scribes. Even the hot sun above the blue sky seemed to be a little more dazzling.

The autumn moon and autumn frost stand with their eyes down and follow the rules.

Because the mother who traveled with Wu Niang today is the grandmother of the two of them, who is always lively and naughty Qiu Yue, and it seems to have been cursed.

In a few days, it was the second time that Yijing came to Tianyi Pavilion. Because the birthday of the eldest princess was approaching, the Huang family couldn't get away. As soon as Su Lian heard that she was coming to Tianyi Pavilion, she found an excuse to refuse to do different things. The eldest princess knew that Yijing had a grudge against Mother Song, so she asked Mother Yang to follow this trip.

Tianyi Pavilion is the most prestigious shop in Baoyan Street that manages rare calligraphy and painting. In the past, it has been visited several times with the permission of the eldest princess.

Holding Qiu Yue's hand and getting out of the carriage, the scenery heard the sound of regret in the crowd.

Because she wears a hat.

Dalong's folk customs are open, and there was a beautiful woman who went out. Because of her appearance, she attracted the admiration of pedestrians. Even some scribes chanted poems on the street, but the beautiful scenery did not want to show this limelight - the etiquette is secular, which is always harsh for the boudoir.

For example, those scribes, no matter their origin, even if they express their admiration in public, the world is happy to talk about beauty. Even if they are disdainned by beautiful women, they are not hurt. They just smile and sighed.

But if it is a woman, although there are also those bold nobles and daughters who are tactful and sympathetic to those who admire in their hearts, they will still leave more or less leave a handle. If they can have a good relationship with their beloved ones, it will naturally be harmless, but if only the goddess has the heart, she will be reduced to a joke and hurt her reputation.

Unfair, too unfair.

In the voice of regret that could not be seen, the beautiful scenery held Qiu Yue's hand and stepped into the Tianyi Pavilion.

The shopkeeper quickly invited Yijing into the elegant house. In fact, it was a separate room. It was not until then that Yijing took off the hat that made her feel sultry.

The girl's eyes lit up and she couldn't wait to ask, "Have you really found the authentic trace of Lan Zhongke?"

It turned out that the scenery came a few days ago in order to buy the famous painting saint of the Western Wei Dynasty - Lan Zhongke's work, but she returned in frustration. Lan Zhongke had many paintings before his death. However, after hundreds of years of war and disputes, most of the losses and losses were still rare. She came to the pavilion with the mentality of being lucky to try, and there was indeed nothing. Obtained.

Unexpectedly, only a few days later, Tianyi Pavilion sent a letter, saying that someone happened to make a painting of Lan Zhongke.

Bingjing was so happy that he hurried to Tianyi Pavilion.

The shopkeeper smiled and waved, and a maid held the silk painting, slowly unfolding and laying it on several cases.

"It turned out to be "Shird Girl Stepping on Spring"?" The scenery is surprising and happy. This is one of the most proud works of Lan Zhongke. It has been included in the masterpiece of famous scholars, but although there are many seekers, no one has witnessed the authentic product, but Tianyi Pavilion can be found in a few days?

The scenery carefully watched the silk painting. In addition to surprise, I felt very puzzled: "It's not too much to say that it's worth it. How can anyone be willing to do it?"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he was a little nervous and sank his face: "Is the little lady suspect that my Tianyi Pavilion is filled with a prey?"

Yi Jing quickly apologized: "I didn't mean it, but I can't believe it."

Tianyi Pavilion is a time-honored brand created in the Eastern Ming Dynasty. It is famous for its integrity. It will never deceive, let alone pretend to be good. Of course, I dare not doubt the beautiful scenery.

The shopkeeper's look eased slightly and explained, "That day, the little lady came and proposed to exchange a set of precious calligraphy posts in Dong Jiangnan for the paintings of Lan Zhongke. She was very moved. It should be noted that although Dong Jiangnan was a master of Dongming calligraphy, he was killed because of his involvement in literary prison, and his works were also destroyed, which was very precious. , but I really don't have the work of Lan Zhongke.

Lan Zhongke's work is of great value. If she wants to buy it with real gold and silver, she really doesn't have such financial resources. However, Dong Jiangnan's calligraphy is also rare, which is not the same as Lan Zhongke's work. This set of calligraphy was found in Muhui Building at home in those years. After grinding my grandfather for a long time, she got her own pocket as she wanted. I can't put it down, but in order to get Lan Zhongke's work, I have to grit my teeth and cut my love.

"However, after thinking about it, he remembered an old friend who happened to have such a treasure in his hand. Coincidentally, he admired Dong Jiang's wild grass very much, so he couldn't sit still and was willing to exchange it for this painting."

This is really a coincidence...

Yi Jing looked at the brocade box held by Qiu Shuang and thought of the set of calligraphy posts, and she was very reluctant to leave.

But the silk painting in front of her is really attractive, not to mention in her memory... He really admired Lan Zhongke, and he did not hesitate to collect Lan Zhongke's paintings everywhere.

In those years, she had sex with him for two years and spent her birthday together, but she did not send him a gift. Thinking about this, she felt ashamed and regretful. After tossing and turning, she thought of looking for a painting that he liked to make up for it.

I know it's difficult, but I'm willing to try my best.

I didn't expect such a coincidence!

Yi Jing sighed in her heart, motioning Qiu Shuang to present the brocade box, opened it, and gave it to the shopkeeper: "Well, thank you for your store."

When beautiful scenery and his party left Tianyi Pavilion, but for a long time, a man dressed in Tibetan blue clothes, with a dark face and a silhouette like a knife and axe, strode into the Tianyi Pavilion. In a moment, he took out the brocade box containing rare calligraphy.

This person is Huidu.

A few days ago, he "accidentally" saw the car and travel to the gatekeeper's mansion, recognized the little woman with a hat, followed by the spring evening with a fate in Qianrao Pavilion, and then inquired about the purpose of Su's Wuniang to go to Tianyi Pavilion, and returned to the palace with great interest, regardless of the indifference and coldness of the prince of the king of Chu. Indifferent, say everything.

The son didn't say a word.

also made Huidu a little frustrated.

But only a few days later, the son found the silk paintings that he had treasured for several years and couldn't put down, asked him to bring them to Tianyi Pavilion and told the shopkeeper to transfer them to Su's Wuniang. Today, when he learned that Su's fifth mother came, he was asked to retrieve this set of calligraphy.

All the way, Huidu was very proud.

Sure enough, as he speculated, the son is different from this little lady. Those indifferences are just self-deception.

When he presented the post, he saw the slender fingers of the world, stroked the already yellow pages, and lowered his eyes silently. His expression was complicated. Huidu couldn't help saying, "Listen to the shopkeeper of Tianyi Pavilion, Wu Niang is a little reluctant to leave, and she often looks back when she walks... If the son returns this post to the original owner, the little lady It will definitely..."

attracted a faint glance of the son of the world, and his eyes were cold.

Huidu immediately said and watched the son lock the brocade box into the treasure chest.

Alas! The son of the world is clever and far-sighted, but he is too gentle in the relationship between men and women. How can such a concern behind his back let the little lady know his sincerity?

Huidu was very worried about the marriage of the son of the world.

On the second day of July, it is appropriate to travel, pray for blessings, sacrifices, and avoid moving the earth, opening the market, and hanging plaques.

Huang, the wife of the Duke of Wei, and Li, the second wife, led the Langjun, the little lady, the vast group, carrying seven, eight carts of rice, white noodles, two large boxes of 999 scriptures, went to the Buddhist Temple to give alms.

Originally, before the birthday banquet of the noble family in Beijing, there were good deeds of "giving porridge" outside the city, but the eldest princess believed that in recent years, the wind and rain were smooth, the country was prosperous and the people were safe, and the people lived and worked happily. There were no hungry people, and the "porridge" trip was a little superfluous. I heard that there was a "sickness workshop" in the Buddhist Temple, which specialized in hosting poor and helpless orphans. When the old man made a four-hour offer, he simply sent some food and clothes to help the lonely and helpless poor people.

Although the eldest princess does not believe in Buddhism, she also knows that there are many people who believe in Buddhism and Taoism, but many of the people have no money to "invitate" sutras, so she printed nearly a thousand Buddhist scriptures and gave them away in the Buddhist Temple.

In the past, a Buddhist scripture requires at least a thousand copper coins, which is naturally nothing to the nobles, but for ordinary people, it is enough to spend a month for several families, which is a lot of money.

Therefore, when the people heard of the "giving scriptures" of the Duke of Wei, the people were excited. The gate of the city only opened at five or three o'clock, and some people went to the Buddhist Temple together and lined up a long line.

"Shi Jing" was personally presided over by Huang, and the little women assisted from the side.

Because of doing good deeds and accumulating blessings, several nobles naturally want to be approachable. They all wear plain skirts and never wear hats. When those believers put incense money into the merit box provided by the Buddhist temple and handed over a printed Buddhist scriptures with a smile, they are not tired. But when they stand under Jiaoyang for a long time, the boudoir also feel a little Dizziness.

Later, even the scenery that has been insisting on strengthening the body for these days, I felt that my cheeks were stiff and my knees were not like my own.

After finishing the scriptures, Er Niang and San Niang had already leaned on the maid. Liu Niang and Ba Niang, two young people, were even crooked. Huang asked the women to serve a few to go to the incense hall for a temporary rest, which was taken care of by Li. Seeing that Yichen, Yijing and Si Niang still had some energy, her sister-in-law Su Lian was even more energetic. , so he took them to send the merit box to the Buddhist temple and visit the abbot Master Tongji.

Although the scenery was not the first time to see Tongji, I didn't pay attention to this monk before, but this time, when I learned that he had introduced Qinggu to Yu, I looked at it carefully.

Tongji wears a tea-brown monk's robe, wearing a jade robe, long eyebrows, thin eyes, white face and light lips, and an indifferent expression. He is only a weak crown year, but he was born in the fourth year of Gao Zu Dade. After all, this year has passed.

Huang and Tong Jihan made a few words. After saying that scene, they didn't want to disturb any more. They wanted to go to the Buddha to ask for incense and sign.

Yijing suddenly proposed, "I heard that the master is good at chess. I don't know if you can give me some advice?"

Su Lian is not a believer. He was immediately refreshed when he heard the words and said to Huang, "My sister-in-law will go to worship the Buddha first. I will meet you later with Wu Niang."

Siniang is also a "chess fan" and can't move her feet.

Huang was quite helpless and apologized to Tongji: "It is difficult for the younger generation in the family to go out, and they have heard that the master's chess skills are outstanding. In addition to admiring him, they just asked for advice, but it bothered the master's quiet."

The Tongji is not lonely, and the salute is: "The Lord's words are heavy. The little monk is originally a chess idiot. Su Le plays games with people and dares not bother them."

A salute and lead several little women to the bamboo house teahouse behind the temple.

A long time ago, there was a little Shami set up a chessboard, holding fragrant tea, and a salute with Tongji. He sat in the chair, one holding white and one holding black. You came and went, vertical and horizontal layout. Unconsciously, more than half an hour passed. Between black and white, there was still a sticky.

Tongji originally thought that a boudoir daughter was the year of cardamom. Even if he was intelligent, it was really limited. At first, he didn't pay attention to it. He didn't want to be careless for a moment, but he almost fell into the wind, so he held his breath and dared not despise it anymore. Gradually, his heart was very strange.

At first, the little lady took advantage of her negligence to recruit and kill, and her style of chess was quite fierce, but when she tried her best to save the situation, she suddenly softened down, step by step, not impatient, planning the layout, and assassination. This move is very similar to one person.

That man is the son of the king of Chu.

How can Tongji know that although Yijing loves to play games, how could cardamom be so calm? Until the spring of the eighth year of Yuanqing, she married Yu Yu. There were many silences between the two, and the silence was always a good scene.

In those gloomy days, the son lying on the sickbed can only fight against her.

After two years, Yijing's chess skills have advanced rapidly under the guidance of the prince. Finally, one day, Yu Yu smiled bitterly: "I can't beat you anymore."

"You are a good master." This seems to be the only sincere and unperfunctory words she said to him in those two years.

At this time, Tongji looked at it with surprise, but made the scenery suddenly indulge in those obscure memories.

"The gamer should not be impatient." Under the window, in the warm summer sky, he said so.

"Binjing, you always lack patience." On the chess game, he never gave in. Although he was depressed after her defeat, he did not want to show mercy. When he saw that she was full of reluctance, he always shook his head and smiled and sighed.

And she finally learned not to be impatient and walk step after repeated defeats.

These memories are like a tide roaring, which suddenly makes the scenery in a trance.

Since his rebirth, he has not met his opponent. Master Tongji is indeed a strong enemy, just like him in those years.

At this time, the game took too long, and Su Lian couldn't sit still for a long time - she didn't like to burn incense and worship Buddha. When she heard that the beauty was going to fight with Tongji, she made an excuse to suffer from the incense and smoke. At first, she saw the wonderful chess game, but she was fascinated, but it was difficult to win or lose in just two moments, and Su Lian's mind was a little free. After half an hour, it was even more like sitting on a needle and felt. While the three of them were not aware of it, they went out and watched the clear mountains and green water.

Siniang was interested in watching it. For a long time, the Li family sent a maid to look for her, saying that the second mother was really tired and didn't want to stay in the temple to use fast food, so she had to go back to home first, and Si Niang had no choice but to leave.

Therefore, in the teahouse, there is only a game between the scenery and Tongji.

Because the scenery was suddenly stunned, Tongji grasped the opportunity and finally had the upper hand.

The defeat was irreparable. Yijing sighed gently: "The little girl lost, and the master is really smart."

Tongji quickly got up and said, "The little master's chess skills are outstanding, but the poor monk is not lucky." This is from his heart. In this Buddhist temple, there are many people who come to ask for advice. Those who can play with him for more than an hour, but four or five people, even Qin Xiang, only abandoned their son and admitted defeat in half an hour. Of course, Tongji is not a hundred battles. For example, under the son of the king of Chu, he may win three or two games in ten rounds... ...

"I will take what the master said seriously." Yijing smiled and said, "I'm afraid there will be more trouble in the future. The master, don't dislike the little girl disturbing the quiet."

"It's a great honor for the little monk." Tongji smiled.

Although he is a Buddhist, he is not yet empty. For example, his love for chess is like life, which is a disease. Naturally, he regards chess as a blessing in his life. He also sees that the scenery is generous and generous. He does not have the pretend of the women of the family, and he does not reject it. Of course, the Tongji at this time is completely unaware of it and has the ulterior motives of the scenery.

Since she heard through the window that day, Qinggu cured the "disease" of the world as early as eight years ago, and the person who was connected in the middle was this Tongji master. Yijing had vague doubts in her heart. In her previous life, she had never heard that Qinggu and Tongji were old acquaintances. In fact, in six years of Yuanqing, Tongji was cut in half because of his involvement in the assassination of Jin Xiang. And the appearance of Qinggu was after that.

Bing clearly remembers that she happened to be in the sixth year of Yuanqing. It was shortly after her birthday, when autumn and winter met, after Tongji was a guilty minister, she had a resentment and tried to assassinate Jin Xiang. Even her daughter, whenever she gathered, talked about this matter for a while.

In that winter, what happened at the same time was that Yu Yu's condition was getting worse and coughing blood frequently. The Empress Dowager and the Holy Mother were very anxious and gave edicts to find famous doctors.

In the spring of the following year, Qinggu was recommended to the court to cure the disease of the son of the world.

In the seventh year of Yuanqing, when the son's "illness" was cured, the empress dowager issued a decree to marry and set the wedding date to the spring of the eighth year of Yuanqing.

If Master Tongji had known that Qinggu could cure the "disease" of his son, why was there no recommendation in his previous life? Even Yijing has never heard of the world's acquaintance with Master Tongji. At least for two years with Yu Yu, he has never heard him mention Tongji, or the Buddhist Temple, or the assassination of Jin Encounter, who shocked Dalong.

What are these quietly changes in this world?

Bingjing vaguely felt that it was very important for her to solve these doubts.

And this feeling seems to be only recently - to be precise, after she returns to Guan Suiyuan.

There were some truths that made her want to understand, but she was a little afraid, so she hesitated all the way. However, after seeing Tongji, she couldn't help but act according to the original plan. When she became familiar with chess friends, she became more and more familiar with them, and then knocked around to inquire about the magic doctor Qinggu.

Or, next time you visit, you can invite someone to travel together...

The wheels rolled on the mountain road, slightly bumpy, and the bright sun swallowed outside the bamboo curtain. The girl in the car unconsciously became slightly red.