imperial psychologist

Chapter 223 Half Raw Melon

Returning from the battlefield inexplicably, it is difficult to sleep at night, and there is a strange disease that is almost "evil"... This description, no matter how you look at it, is a bit like traumatic stress disorder (PTSD).

After a while, Master Xuyun received a message, and finally he came back after finishing the matter at hand.

Although Zeng Jiuyan still wanted to continue chatting with Bai Yi, but when he heard that the master was coming, he was afraid that Li Fengyu's mischief outside in a while was a premeditated thing, so he got up and said goodbye to the Bo Ling brothers and sisters.

"Forget it, it happens that one of our friends is also lost, let's go out and look for him now." Zeng Jiuyan cupped his hands and said, "Let me stay and listen to the Dharma preaching, it's better to give me a knife."

"Jiuyan, be careful." Zhang Jingzhen reminded in a low voice behind her, "This is a temple after all..."

Zeng Jiuyan covered his mouth, "Okay, okay, let's not talk."

He looked at Bai Yi, "Whenever you are free on weekdays, I will go to Tai Hospital to play with you!"

Bai Yi laughed loudly, "It's better not to come, the work in the hospital is so heavy, I just got a souvenir from Bo Ling today, so I managed to sneak out after changing shifts... On weekdays, I take a break every 15 or [-] days. Mu, I'm too lazy to go out at home."

"What's so fun about staying at home!" Zeng Jiuyan waved his hand and looked at Bo Ling, "What about you? Are you free on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year?"

"...It's okay." Bai Ling replied, "It depends on whether the imperial concubine will allow me to take the leave, but on the 22th or [-]nd of this month, I have to go to the Imperial Hospital to start giving lectures—"

"Okay!" Zeng Jiuyan was very happy, and directly interrupted Bo Ling, "Teaching is a hard job. If you don't have a good rest and have fun, how can you bear it all the time?"

Bo Ling really wanted to remind the little lord in front of him - Jian Anhu's five-day rest had just passed.For the ancients who could only rest for two days a month, this was considered an extremely long golden holiday.

Zhang Jingzhen obviously thought of this too, and couldn't help laughing softly.

"On the fifteenth day of this month, I will take you to see the cruise ship on the west bank of Anhu Lake." Zeng Jiuyan patted Bai Yi's shoulder without any explanation, "Since Bo Ling is preparing to give a lecture, we will see if there is time then. You must Come!"

"..."

Bai Yi's expression was puzzled—what did you misunderstand me about?I am also very busy!
Bai Ling sighed softly, "Young Master, hurry up and find your lost friend. He may be in a hurry after being alone for so long."

"No, we were anxious at the beginning," Zeng Jiuyan said with a smile, "but after thinking about it, after all, I'm such an adult, it's okay to let myself go for a walk."

Chen Yicong, who wobbled to the north gate of Donglin Temple, sneezed suddenly.

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After Xu Yun came, all the brothers and sisters of the Bai family saluted respectfully, and they sat on the ground in the middle of the tea room, while a young monk came to make tea.

The fragrance of tea gradually rose, and this wave of fragrance reminded her of the new tea she tasted in Chengqian Palace.Looking at the movements of the tea maker and the silver utensils, she suddenly felt that this place is full of wealth and honor.

Bo Ling came this time, one to investigate the reality of Xikeshe, and the other to verify the grievances in Qinglian's mouth.

Now that she has seen Xu Yun, she does not intend to let go of the opportunity to seek proof from here.Bo Ling first talked about how he prayed for the noble concubine in the imperial garden, and then he talked about his moral experience during this period, during which he attracted Master Xuyun's sideways glances several times, quite a bit of surprise and admiration meaning, and then frequently praised Bo Ling for his own spirituality in understanding Buddhism, and he is indeed a person who has a connection with Buddhism.

If he had met such a kind-hearted old abbot on weekdays, Bo Ling would probably have accepted the kindness.

It's just that Qinglian's story is preconceived, coupled with the aura of wealth and nobility exuding from Donglin Temple, Xuyun's vain praise from beginning to end, finally failed to catch Bai Ling's ears.

Bai Ling smiled slightly, lowered his head to drink tea, and suddenly covered his stomach with some discomfort.

"What happened to the little benefactor?"

Bo Ling smiled awkwardly, "...Sizhong, is there still a vegetarian meal today? It's too early in the morning to go out, and I haven't had time to eat yet."

Xu Yun laughed, stretched out his hand to beckon the little monk who was waiting at the door, whispered something to him, then stood up while leaning on the low table, and signaled Bai Ling and Bai Yi to follow him out.

There was no one in the dining hall of Donglin Temple today. The little monk who trotted over had already reported the letter. By the time Boling and the others arrived, a fire had already started in the kitchen. After a short while, two dishes of side dishes and red beans and rice were served. Come up, "Assorted vegetables and half-raw melon, the benefactor will use it slowly."

In the assorted vegetables, carrots, mushrooms, winter bamboo shoots, and bean skins are shredded, and it seems that some spinach and day lily are mixed in, and some sesame oil is sprinkled on it, which is very fragrant; Bo Ling and Bai Yi both tasted it. , full of praise.

Looking at another plate of half-raw melon, Bai Yi frowned slightly, "Isn't this just stir-fried bitter melon?"

Xu Yun sighed, looked at the plate of side dishes, and said softly, "Half raw melon, this is the name I came up with for my junior brother who died in the West Guest House yesterday."

Bai Yi tasted it again, "I feel that this bitter gourd has not been processed enough, the bitterness is too strong."

Xu Yun laughed, "This is the essence of half-life melon, benefactor. 'If a person tastes the taste of bitter melon, half-life will be over'."

This verse-like statement made Bai Ling suddenly stop chopsticks. Although she had never seen this master Hui Shi, but today's few small things were spliced ​​together, and this man's appearance suddenly came alive in Bai Ling's heart. stand up.

A person who travels all over the world and is so trusted by the people—isn’t he Bai Shijun who never married or had children?No, he should live a much more transparent life than Bai Shijun, as can be seen from the way he left the string of Buddhist beads to Old General Shen... It's a pity that he has never heard of this person's name before, otherwise, sincerely I really want to get to know you.

Bo Ling put down his chopsticks, clasped his hands together, and said softly to the fried bitter gourd in front of him, "Good journey, Master."

She has never eaten bitter melon, but after hearing the words just now, she reluctantly tasted a few pieces, when the bitterness penetrating the core of her tongue made her doubt her life——as expected, she still couldn't force it.

Xu Yun laughed again, "Bo Siyao is still young, so don't force yourself if you don't like it."

small?

Actually not small.

If you count the seven years since she came here, she is already 33 years old—is 33 years old, is it considered half of her life?
But maybe age doesn't count that way.

Berlin suddenly remembered the story of the Scottish fairy tale Peter Pan. Peter Pan, who has been living in Neverland, did not know how many years he had spent there, but he was only twelve or thirteen years old.

So later someone used "Peter Pan Syndrome" to describe those adults who are unwilling to grow up-if you don't solve the new problems that follow in life, the growth of age will not bring any mental maturity.

She once lived to be 26 years old, and she once experienced pain in life at the age of 26, so her mind slowly grew to 26 years old.

If I was always time-traveling, spending the girlhood that belonged to these girls repeatedly in various bodies... maybe she would be like Peter Pan, not only the body, but also the mind would never change again old.

Then she probably will never be able to taste the taste of this bitter melon - but is it a good thing or a bad thing?

After finishing the vegetarian meal, Bo Ling put down the bowl and said softly, "Just now my brother and I saw a lot of vegetable gardens in the back mountain. Were those masters in the temple taking care of them?"

"Exactly." Xu Yun replied.

"I don't know if Master can take the two of us to have a look." Bai Ling said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)