River Tuluo Xian

"You old man, why did you beat someone?" Jiang Ling asked.

It's okay to be biased, let the grandson rob it once before, and now it's partial to the grandson, which is too much.

The old man saw that he was dressed in an extraordinary way, so he didn't dare to offend him, and said with a smile: "The high officials don't know, girls are mostly losers, and there is only such a grandson in the family. His parents left early, and the old man took two It's not easy to be a child. Naturally, the grandson must come, don't you think?"

It seems that this is a natural value, and the old man took it for granted.

The girl was robbed of her steamed stuffed bun, so she could only watch her brother eat enviously.

"Although she is a girl, she is also of your blood. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to treat her like this," Jiang Ling said.

The old man: "Hey, it's not just my family, everyone is the same. To be honest, the old man is getting old, and he has two children at his heart. Recently, he is also thinking about finding a time to sell this girl. Maybe he can sell it for a few bucks. I don't know if the high officials will like it, if the high officials like it, how about buying this girl?"

The monk can only be Amitabha, he should have seen many similar things.

But this kind of situation is other people's family affairs, even if outsiders can't see it, they can't control it.

Jiang Ling suddenly asked the monk: "Master, if it were you, what would you do?"

The monk clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, all living beings are suffering, what a pity!"

Jiang Ling smiled slightly, and asked the old man again: "How much do you want to sell this girl?"

The old man's eyes lit up, and the other party was willing to ask this question, which meant that he had the intention to buy, so he touched his chin.Judging by Jiang Ling's luxurious clothes, he might be able to afford it if he asked for a high price, but as a commoner in the mountains, he was also afraid that the price would be too high, so the other party turned around and walked away, so after a little thought, he held up three fingers: " Sanguan, how about Sanguan?"

In their village, a neighbor sold his daughter a few days ago. At that time, he sold her daughter twice.

In a year with a bad harvest, it is not bad for a girl doll who loses money to sell twice.

Jiang Ling asked the girl again: "Little girl, if I want to buy you, are you willing to come with me?"

The little girl looked at him, then at her grandfather, probably because she had been wronged a lot, but she nodded without thinking much at this time.

Her grandfather was also happy to see her, and said with a smile: "Look, this Ni'er is destined to fall in love with you, a high official, so you should buy it."

With Nvwa's consent, Jiang Ling took out five taels of silver with a flick of his sleeve.

"Although you want three guan, I will give you two more."

Five taels of silver, a mountain farmer like the old man may not be able to earn this money for the rest of his life.

Seeing that the other party made such a generous move, the old man couldn't restrain the joy in his heart. He thanked him repeatedly, took the money, and ran away in a hurry with his grandson.

It seemed that he was afraid that Jiang Ling would regret it.

And the girl watched her grandfather take her younger brother away. Although she was willing to be bought just now, when she really wanted to be separated from her relatives, she still felt reluctance in her heart. With a wow, she knelt down Weeping on the ground.

Monk: "Amitabha, why should the donor be like this? Isn't it a sin to separate family members?"

Jiang Ling: "If this is not the case, what should the fate of this girl be like, what do you think?"

The monk looked at the disheveled and emaciated girl, and he knew very well that if the girl continued to follow her grandfather, it would be a bad life for the girl.

Even if it is not sold to Jiangling today, it will be sold to others in the future.

Monk: "Maybe let nature take its course, there are many such things in the world, how can one's own strength intervene so much? Just do your best, help if you can, and if you can't help, you can only do it."

Jiang Ling said with a smile: "One of the ways of the Buddha is that the Buddha cut his flesh and fed it to the eagle, and sacrificed his life for benevolence. Let nature take its course is what Taoism advocates. You are a great monk, why do you say let nature take its course?"

The monk's face was not flushed and his heart was not beating: "It's all about the same goal by different routes. Besides, Buddhism and Taoism are the same family. How can we distinguish between each other?"

Jiang Ling shook his head and said: "I disagree with what the master said. Although there are many colleagues like this in the world, although personal strength is lacking, it is possible to do one's best, but it is not the best."

Monk: "What is the best?"

Jiang Ling: "Either don't help, or help to the end. There is a beginning but no end, and an end without a beginning. Neither is the way. There must be a beginning and an end, and an end and a beginning. Only then can it be the way of Miaohua."

The monk was thoughtful for a moment.

It seems that he just presented meat buns, but Nvwa's younger brother snatched them away.The girl was so happy that she didn't get the meat bun, but she was filled with grievance and sadness.

If she hadn't sent it at the beginning, the girl would have been spared the grievance and sorrow.

His kindness only made a beginning, but did not end well. It was tantamount to giving up halfway, and even more tantamount to invisibly hurting the girl once.

'A beginning and an end is the way of Miaohua! '

It's like cultivating the Tao, or trekking thousands of miles. If there is only a beginning but no end, then everything will be nothing but flowers in the mist, moon in the well, and a bamboo basket to fetch water.

The monk muttered to himself several times, suddenly, his whole body was shocked, as if he had been enlightened, and immediately bowed towards Jiangling: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for pointing out the maze, the kindness and kindness of enlightenment will never be forgotten."

After all,

Turning to the girl, she said: "Little benefactor, it is also your lucky day to meet a nobleman today. I hope you will have good luck and good luck from now on, so that you can grow up well."

After stroking the girl's head, the monk sang salutes to Jiangling again, then flicked his sleeves and floated away in the field.

With Jiang Ling's advice, he has realized something and is going to go his own way.

Jiang Ling looked at the monk's free and easy back, and smiled lightly: "Good monk, you can see through a little bit."

After that, he took the girl's hand: "What's your name?"

The girl shook her head, how could a poor family's baby have a name?
Normally, she was just called Ni'er, and only when her younger brother was born, she asked for a name from the only teacher in the village. A girl like her has a humble life, let alone a name?

"What did your grandfather call you?"

"Ni... Nier."

Ni, meaning a maidservant, in this age, it's not a good name to be called Ni'er.

"Then from now on, you'll be called [Jiang Chan], and I'll call you Chan'er, okay?"

The girl wiped her tears, looked up at Jiang Ling, and nodded.

"I have a son who lives in a boat in the south. You are a good child, and you may be a bride for my child."

When Jiang Ling bought the child, he didn't intend to take it with him.

This kind of thing, just like what the great monk said, the world doesn't know how many things are there, so how can we manage them?But since we met, it is fate, and we will help if we can.

"Are you willing? If you don't want to, your grandfather and your younger brother are not far away now. If you chase after him, you can still catch up."

The right to choose is given to the girls themselves.

The girl watched the figure of her grandfather holding her younger brother drifting away, but in the end she did not choose to chase after him, but nodded to Jiang Ling: "Xiao Chan is willing."

"it is good."

Seeing the girl made a choice, Jiang Ling stuffed a letter into her hand.

After taking her out of the sight of the crowd, he took out a picture scroll. In the picture scroll was a picture of a southern water town, a bustling county and town on the bank of a big river.

The name of the county and town is [Linzhou].

"And close your eyes." Jiang Ling called out.

The girl closed her eyes obediently, and then Jiang Ling gently pushed her towards the scroll, her figure turned around, the scroll swayed slightly, and there was a girl painted in ink on the market in the scroll, she was at a loss Standing in front of the former site of Fengyue Building...