What favor are you fighting for?The empress's harem has won a lot of business

Chapter 143 Qingyin Temple

In July of the 25th year of Hongzhi, Qiuhu was particularly powerful.

The clothes worn by Chen Shi were wet before noon, and the clothes in the afternoon were sweaty by night.

Wang Jiayi was past his forties, and he couldn't bear this kind of weather.

When he came back from the yamen of the Ministry of Rites, he couldn't eat and didn't think about women, so he just got a basin of cool well water to soak in it.

"I wonder if there is a summer resort near the capital?"

It's so hot that even beauties can't hug it, this kind of weather is only served by ghosts.

The caring maid immediately stepped forward and told him in a whisper: "There is Qingyin Temple fifty miles north of the capital. It is a thousand-year-old temple with towering trees and few people. It is a summer resort."

"stupid stuff"

Wang Jiayi drove away the maid in a deep voice, the girl didn't understand herself at all.

Doesn't she know what she's looking for?
The maid smiled and was not annoyed.

"My lord, please listen to the servant girl. That Qingyin Temple is a temple for women, and there are mostly..."

"nun……"

Wang Jiayi was distracted.

He lived to be 45 years old. It can be said that he has tasted all the beauties in the world. The 81 concubines in the mansion are fat, swallows and thin.

There are plump beauties like Yuhuan, there are those who are good at singing and dancing like Zhao Feiyan, there are sickly beauties like Xi Shi, and there are those who are enchanting and troublesome like Daji.

There are middle-aged mistresses who still have charm, and there are also thirteen or fourteen-year-old cardamom girls.

It's not that he is boasting, the emperor's harem is nothing more than that.

Regardless of his background and beauty, even the emperor might not be able to compare with him.

Only the nun has not tasted it yet.

"it is good!!"

Wang Jiayi said hello three times, climbed out of the bathtub, and let the servant girl put on his clothes for him.

After stroking his plump belly and touching the maid's willow waist, he happily went to the study, shaking his folding fan.

Dasheng Dynasty practice.

When it is hottest, officials are allowed to take three to five days off in order to recuperate.

It was hot and the Ministry of Rites was busy. Wang Jiayi decided to leave in three days and stay in Qingyin Temple for a few days.

In the past few days, the mansion will send people to send incense money first and prepare the guest room by the way.

The hard meditation room in the monastery is absolutely useless. It must be cleaned up in advance, the bedding should be arranged, luxurious curtains should be hung, and incense should be lit for three to five days.

The news was concealed, but it was not hidden from Xie Chenyu.

He read and looked at the short letter paper, his eyes widened.

"What is a scum of scum? This kind of person is so lustful that even nuns will not let them go. The Qingyin Temple is an ancient temple. It used to be a royal temple. It was only for concubines without children and widows. Later, it was open to the general public to accept secularists. disciple"

Even so, Qingyin Temple is protected by the royal family.

The father is so absurd that the court allocates 5000 taels of silver for them every year.

Don't say that you are the regent now, let alone ignore it.

He sent a message to Lu Chen.

"Go, find a few young men, the ones who look good and have good kung fu, who can hit people"

Lu Chen responded calmly and turned to leave.

Xie Chenyu called him again: "It seems that you have a boy named Guo under your command. I met him once. He looks very handsome. He looks like a refined boy from a rich family."

Lu Chen's lips twitched slightly, no matter what, he was on top of Guo Wei. That was the child he picked up, and he didn't teach him anything, so he threw it in the nursing home to practice.

He was incorporated into the guard camp only after knowing that he could use the Hongying Spear.

"Guo Wei is not in good health, I'm afraid it's not good to hit someone"

The young boy is technical and good at dexterous attacks. Most of the time he is actually teaching others how to juggle guns.

His usefulness never lies in frontal attacks.

"No problem, call him"

Lu Chen was very depressed.

Coming out of the study, the back of his clothes was drenched with sweat, and he was about to go back to the barracks to drink herbal tea to reduce the fire. The young general Guo Wei rushed in with a big grin and a sunny smile.

"Boss, there is a word in the backyard that Lin Liangdi is invited."

Lu Chen: "..."

I'm depressed, but I don't say it.

Lu Chen strode away, Guo Wei scratched his head in confusion.

"Why are you upset? Lin Liangdi is okay? It's better than Song Liangdi's cockfighting cock that is always ready."

Bamboo flute courtyard.

Lin Ximeng was wearing a thin Zen robe and sitting on the porch, beside the small coffee table was an iceberg and an incense burner made of icy jade.

The curling cigarette slowly escaped, she gently shook the round fan, the coolness hit her, and she squinted her eyes comfortably.

"General Lu is well"

Lu Chen cupped his fists reluctantly: "Master Liangdi"

"As soon as the general left and never came back, Ximeng had no choice but to send someone to invite him. May I ask if the request to the general came to fruition that day?"

Lu Chen was silent for a moment, and was extremely reluctant to speak.

"Guo Wei doesn't have any scars on his shoulders. He is an orphan. Perhaps he learned the skill of playing flower guns by accident, and his skills are not very good."

Feeling lost for a while, Lin Ximeng asked again.

"Then can he write?"

People's handwriting can't be changed. My mother said that when he wrote Lin's characters, he would deliberately miss a stroke. Even if he didn't remember things, there might be unconscious actions in his memory.

Lu Chen shook his head: "I can't write."

Lin Ximeng was stunned and sighed after not speaking for a long time.

"Maybe it's not"

"However, I still think he has a kind face. Can the general give me a chance and treat me as the master's servant?"

Lu Chen turned his face away, nodded reluctantly for a long time and said it was only this time.

Lin Ximeng smiled sincerely.

On the same day, I sent 50 taels of silver to the dining room and ordered eighteen dishes. Several of them were mentioned by my mother Meng in the letter, and my brother might like to eat them.

Braised spring bamboo shoots in oil, braised pork tendon in soy sauce, fresh mandarin fish soup, and stir-fried vegetables.

"The master makes these, but the young master can't eat them," Qingqing sighed.

Lin Ximeng was shaking the round fan on the rocking chair: "If you can't eat it, just take it as a sustenance."

"As long as he is alive, I will keep looking for him"

In order to avoid suspicion, the meal was placed in the open-air pavilion in the middle of the lake, with no shelter around, and it can be described as open and upright.

Guo Wei came alone.

The little boy's face was full of childishness, he was tall and slender, and he was not afraid of tigers with his unique newborn calf.His eyes are clear and his smile is sunny.

"See Master Liangdi"

Lin Ximeng smiled openly: "Get up, sit down."

"I don't know why I and Mr. Guo are especially close. If my younger brother is still alive, he will be as old as you."

Guo Wei didn't talk much, scratching the back of his head, his eyes were attracted by the food.

Lin Ximeng smiled and bowed her head: "Eat, it's all prepared for you."

Guo Wei was not polite.

It is the age of growth, the appetite of the boy can be imagined, the dishes in the backyard are small, the girls eat less, and Xiao Guowei can finish a small dish of food in a few strokes.

From time to time, he raised his smiling face and said that it was delicious, with rice grains still sticking to his cheeks.

Lin Ximeng's eyes were red with a smile.

It was probably because the original owner's emotions had not dissipated, and waves of intense sadness swept over her, like the waves at high tide quickly submerged her.

"Are you full?"

"Eat more"

She covered her heart and frowned, telling the original owner that you don't have to worry, I will never give up looking for your brother in my life, and I will take care of your family on your behalf.

The pain in her heart lessened slightly, and Lin Ximeng raised her brows.

"Do you like this pork tendon?"

"like!"

Xiao Guowei wiped out a game with three blows, five and two, and Lin Ximeng cried again.

How could it not be?Even the favorite dishes are the same, right?

(End of this chapter)