"You lead the horse and go back first, I want to go alone."
Jiang Huanzhang commanded, looked up and saw the eaves of Daxiangguo Temple flying out, "I'll go to Daxiangguo Temple for a walk, you go back first, don't look for me." ” Dushan was a little inexplicable, and looked at his uncle's back with some concern, hesitated for a moment, and according to his uncle's instructions, he led the horse back to the house first.
Jiang Huanzhang stared at the Daxiangguo Temple, walked very fast, entered the temple gate, slowed down, stood in front of the smiling and eyeless Maitreya Buddha, held his hands behind his back, looked up for a long time, and then turned around and walked in again.
As before, the Daxiangguo Temple has been full of people, the incense is flourishing, Jiang Huanzhang passed through the pious crowd, from the verandah next to the main hall to the backyard of the Daxiangguo Temple.
Entering the backyard, Jiang Huanzhang arched his hand at the oncoming little novice and asked, "This little master, Master Wuzhi is here?"
"Yes, in that room."
Xiao Sha returned the salute and pointed to a side room.
Jiang Huanzhang thanked Xiao Shami, went to the door of the wingman's room, and knocked on the door, "Master Wuzhi is here" "Who" Wuzhi hurriedly came out of the house, and saw that it was Jiang Huanzhang, with clothes and needlework in his hands, and was busy saluting, "It's Jiang Changshi, you came back from Jiangnan, the house is too simple, Jiang Changshi waited for a while, and the little monk made up this straight fix, only three or two stitches, and after making up the straight fix, the little monk accompanied Jiang Changshi to the guest hall to drink tea and talk." ” Jiang Huanzhang took a step back and waited, and after a while, Wuzhi came out of the room while tying the straight belt, stretched out his hand to let Jiang Huanzhang, and entered a guest room in the west wing.
"Jiang Changshi has worked hard this time, and it doesn't seem to be very good to see your complexion."
Wuzhi made tea and handed it to Jiang Huanzhang, and made a cup himself, looking at Jiang Huanzhang, his complexion was so bad that he couldn't even say kind words.
Jiang Huanzhang looked at Wuzhi with complicated eyes, he had a friendship with him for more than ten years, there was nothing that could not be said, he knew, but he didn't know anything, he came back in this life, came to see him for the first time, looked at his youth and his immaturity, excited, it was a condescending self-satisfaction, before this time, every time he came to talk to him, he was confident and comfortable with a kind of wisdom bead in his hand.
Only this time, he felt very sad and uncomfortable, and he wanted to talk to someone about the ups and downs of nearly a year since he returned, about the Li family, about his chaotic home, about his current embarrassment and hardship, and about his confusion and fear of the future However, without those more than ten years of friendship, how could he tell him "You've heard all those things in my house."
Jiang Huanzhang's words made Wuzhi very embarrassed, and said that he hadn't heard of it, such a big thing, everyone in the capital knew about it, and he, the monk of the Great Xiangguo Temple, said that he didn't know, isn't that a joke I heard about it, so how to say the words later "I know a little bit about it."
Wuzhi set up a small ambush.
"I don't have a marriage contract with Qu, never have were."
Jiang Huanzhang said very slowly, word by word, "Someone took advantage of my absence in the capital to frame the Jiang family." ” Wuzhi's eyes wandered, and he smiled dryly, he didn't have a big friendship with him, so how could he tell him, what was the use of telling him "It's the Li family, it was she who set this trap, replaced herself with the Qu family, and let the hereditary Suining Bofu remove the word hereditary."
Jiang Huanzhang looked at Wuzhi, who became more and more embarrassed the more he listened, and Wuzhi dodged his gaze, "Amitabha, Jiang Changshi is a smart person, and the little monk is saying that looking at mountains is mountains, and seeing water is water, the past is over, everything has cause and effect, Jiang Changshi has to look forward." ” "I said it was set up by the Li family, you can't believe it," Jiang Huanzhang said unreasonably, and said according to his own meaning, "But I know, it's her, she's not eighteen or nineteen years old, she" Jiang Huanzhang's words stopped abruptly, "She just looks like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old look, she is like a fox spirit who has practiced for thousands of years, wearing the skin of Zhang eighteen or nineteen years old, she is just wearing the skin of a young man." ” "Amitabha, the pure land of Buddhism, the spirit or something, Jiang Changshi's words are serious, it's all over, Jiang Changshi now has a virtuous help like Mrs.
Qu, Jiang Changshi wants to look forward."
Wuzhi vaguely seems to persuade but not persuade, this Jiang Changshi, this is a bit out of shape, not that the Qu family is gentle and beautiful, literate and courteous, and is from a scholarly family, it is said that except for the dowry, everywhere else is better than the Li family Yes, the Li family took back the silver shop Zhuangzi for the Jiang family, and even the Suiningbo Mansion also wrote a deed of arrears, alas, a penny is difficult to defeat a hero, rich and poor, the most uncomfortable.
"Huang Liang has a dream, borrowing a corpse to resurrect the soul, has the mage heard of it" Jiang Huanzhang stared at Wuzhi and asked, Wuzhi shook his head and laughed, "How can there be such a thing, it is all a hypothesis to persuade the world through stories, how can there really be such a thing?"
Jiang Huanzhang sighed, and there was no disappointment, the first time he came, he asked Wuzhi about this sentence, and Wuzhi also replied like this, his encounter is still to come.
"Then it should be a hypothesis, mage, if someone returns the soul, and he returns the soul, everything, shouldn't it be the same as before, it won't change, right" This is the biggest fear in Jiang Huanzhang's heart, but he never dares to face it.
"Amitabha, Jiang Changshi's hypothesis, the little monk has never thought of it, but."
Wuzhi thought about it seriously, "Everything in life is in the cycle of cause and effect, if there is such a thing as returning the soul, it must be a great cause and effect, such a great cause and effect, I am afraid that it will no longer be the same as before, the little monk has limited cultivation in Buddhism, that is, he said casually, if he really wants to return the soul, it is simply a matter of luck in heaven, who can say it." ” Seeing that Jiang Huanzhang's face became whiter and whiter with his words, and even beads of sweat could be faintly seen on his forehead, he hurriedly turned back in fright, this Jiang Changshi, something is wrong today.
"Thank you Master for your advice, thank you for your enlightenment, thank you, Master, and say goodbye."
Jiang Huanzhang stood up and walked out, ran out of the door for more than a dozen steps, suddenly turned around, and rushed to Wuzhi who had just left the house even more eagerly, and grabbed him, "Which family is Uncle Yang marrying?"
"The girl of the Wu family who eats cats on the next street."
Wuzhi was frightened and wanted to retreat, but Jiang Huanzhang grabbed him and couldn't move, so he quickly answered.
Jiang Huanzhang exhaled violently, his face softened a lot at once, he arched his hand to Wuzhi, turned around and left.
Jiang Huanzhang walked out of the distance in one breath, and saw the roof of Suiningbo Mansion from a distance, so he slowed down and let out a long breath.
Through this breath, Jiang Huanzhang suddenly felt sore, his legs trembled softly, and he reluctantly moved into a tea shop next to him, asked for a bowl of tea, and drank it slowly
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