Wear ancient times with a house

Chapter 53 A Cry Comes

The status of the Wang family, to the people of Liyang County, is already somewhat unattainable, but it is not so honorable in Fucheng.

In the final analysis, Chang Shi is just a matter of being in charge of the palace. This is based on the premise that the vassal king relies heavily on it and the court trusts it. However, in Fucheng, there are officials with real power who Buddhist temples need to please.

Therefore, the Wang family only has one not-too-big courtyard here. Fortunately, with the population of the Wang family, this courtyard is enough, and no one is picky about anything. Mrs. Li just quietly asked the little novice to help them with elemental fasting. He also gave him a bag of snacks.

Copper coins cannot be given, and young monks like them, even if they take the money, they can't keep it. Instead, they have snacks, so they can eat a few yuan at least.

The vegetarian restaurant in the Buddhist temple is similar to the modern vegetarian restaurant. One type is meat-like soy products, and the other type is various seasonal vegetables and mushrooms. Because it is spring, there is also a plate of spring dishes, and a few bowls of five-color miscellaneous grains meal.

The Buddhist temple itself is a big landlord, and the large farmland around the temple belongs to them. Unlike many rich and noble families, they need to be transported from Zhuangzi to the city, so the seasonal vegetables are extremely delicious.

The plate of spring dishes, because they are all vegetables that can be eaten raw, is watery, crispy and refreshing. The carnivorous Song Yun was captured by the breath of spring, and praised:

"Should be eaten with pancakes and bean paste."

Li just smiled:

"Sister Yun is pretty good at eating. If you like it, go back to the kitchen at night and let the kitchen do it."

After lunch, Mrs. Li asked the servant to open the door of the house to diffuse the smell in the house. The sun shines through the wooden door lintel, casting mottled and fine spots of light, which made Song Yun sleepy.

Mrs. Li was also a little tired, so she simply greeted her:

"Come on, let's go now, I'm afraid the sun is still shining, so let's go back to the house and rest for a while."

So, when the Wang family went to Peach Blossom Forest, there were not too many people here, and everyone rushed to watch it in the morning or at noon, because it was not too late to go back to the city after watching it earlier.

That is to say, Mrs. Li relied on the fact that there were few people in the family and the battle was small, so she could leave as soon as she said she wanted to, and she didn't have to wait for people procrastinatingly, so she dared to sleep until the afternoon before coming to play.

It's strange to say that Song Yun didn't have much time to travel in modern times, but he went to parks and gardens a few times, saw peach blossom groves and cherry blossom groves, but still felt that the ancient scenery was more interesting.

The leisurely bells of the ancient temple are accompanied by the sound of ringing jewelry. There is no need to avoid the camera for taking pictures, nor to stay away from the surroundings of live broadcast Internet celebrities, just enjoy the scenery to your heart's content.

It's just... Song Yun listened with some doubts. She always felt the sound of crying and roaring. She stopped, looked at Li Shi, and found that they were still talking and laughing, as if they hadn't heard it.

Seeing Song Yun stopped, Mrs. Li thought she was tired from walking, and asked:

"But tired? Let Li Yu carry you away."

Li Yu is a dowry maid brought by Li Shi from her natal family. She is tall and slender, and because of having more children, her figure is a bit out of shape. She is quite strong, like the three brothers and sisters of the Wang family. grew up.

Song Yun shook his head and asked with some doubts:
"Didn't Auntie hear the crying? It's over there."

Song Yun pointed to the direction behind her, listened carefully, and confirmed that it was not her hallucinations, but that someone was indeed asking for help.

Hearing what she said, other people also listened attentively, and then Li's face became serious:
There is no scenery at that location, but a courtyard reserved for nobles in Buddhist temples, like Wang's family. I just had lunch there.If I remember correctly, Lord Fuzun's family members also came to the Buddhist temple today, it is said that they want to burn incense for the weak young son.

In fact, the Wang family has never been too close to the imperial court's team in Fucheng, or they don't want to get too close to the Wang family. After all, the one in the dragon chair should not be suspicious of melon fields and plums.

However, they are all in the Buddhist temple, if something happened to the Fuzun's family members, but they didn't go to help, if something happened, they would inevitably be angered.

Therefore, Mrs. Li said helplessly to everyone:

"Since we are here today, we can't ignore it when we encounter this matter. But I don't know what happened. I can only play it by ear. Brother Lun, Brother Jun, you have to protect Sister and sister. Sister Yun, hold your cousin's hand."

After exhorting the family members, Mrs. Li said to the servants:

"All of you, be smart. If the situation is dangerous, protect us and retreat."

Song Yun was a little confused. In fact, she felt that someone was sick or injured, so she brought it up and wanted to help. Unexpectedly, Li Shi directly diverted her thinking to bad people.

Was law and order so bad in ancient times?While Song Yun was puzzled, she couldn't help but secretly teleport the anti-wolf spray and electric shock baton in the space into her beloved small schoolbag.

Anyway, this schoolbag has been packed by herself, and no one knows what she put in it.And if the situation is urgent, she can't care about whether the space will be exposed, and it's important to escape.

However, just in case, she also smuggled a few bottles of medicine.After the death of Zhu Zi, she learned from the pain, in case the next time someone around her was sick but she couldn't take out the medicine, she ground it little by little and poured it into an ancient porcelain bottle.

The bitterness is a bit bitter, at least I can pretend to be a traditional Chinese medicine powder, and I can’t pay attention to the grams, so let’s try it out.

With the insurance, Song Jun was not so worried. He was held by Wang Yawei and walked out of the noisiest courtyard.

Even if Mrs. Li made the worst plan, she never expected that something happened to Fu Zun's family members, which would be troublesome.

Fortunately, listening to the voice, there was no evil person causing trouble, she could only pray that what happened in the yard did not involve the privacy of the inner house, otherwise, whoever did not care would be resented.

Mrs. Li quickly recalled the people from Xia Fuzun's family who came to the Buddhist temple today. It seemed that there were only Fuzun's wife and her three children, and there were no concubines. She felt relieved, paused, and shouted outside the courtyard:

"Is it Mrs. Tang? I belong to Wang Changshi's family, can I come in?"

A hoarse female voice came out:

"Please come in, sorry for the inconvenience of going out to meet you."

Mrs. Li breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone from Wang Yawei to Song Yun also breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing each other's outbursts, they couldn't help but look at each other, wanting to laugh.

But thinking that people are still crying in the courtyard, and going in with a smile will definitely be hated, so they can only sullenly, pretending to be in pain.

Mrs. Li asked her servants to stop outside the courtyard, and walked in with a few children.

The courtyard was in chaos, some servants knelt on the ground and muttered words, while others knelt and confessed their mistakes tremblingly.The abbot of the temple was also alarmed, and brought several monks to stand at the door of the house, still chanting sutras.

While annoyed at them, Mrs. Li brought four children into the house, only to see a six or seven-year-old boy lying on the bed with his hands clutching his neck in pain, panting in pain. .

(End of this chapter)