I opened a tea shop in Bianjing

Chapter 51 Encounter

Mo Yunxiao ran all the way home, picked up half a bowl of cold water on the table and drank it.

Yunxi, Yunxiang and Du Juan looked at her sideways, each in doubt.Mo Yunxiao was gasping for breath, her cheeks were flushed, which was even more worrying.

Du Juan came up and touched Mo Yunxi's forehead with his hand, and couldn't help shouting: "Oh, big girl, your face is burning, maybe you have a cold?"

Mo Yunxiao glanced at her, forced a smile and said, "It's not in the way, it's not in the way."

"Girl, don't lie to me." Du Juan was even more worried: "If you don't feel well, let's go see a doctor. Now that the business in the store is good, there is still money for medical treatment."

Mo Yunxiao, who had recovered from the loss of her soul just now, saw Du Juan and her sisters caring so much for her, and her heart became warmer.

She smiled lightly and said, "It's really nothing, I'm not sick. You see, I'm fine." She stood up and turned around twice as she spoke.Everyone was relieved to see that she was fine.

Mo Yunxiao gasped and fell into deep thought.

Although Zhao Ji's actions were a bit shocking, her goal had already been achieved.She has successfully provoked the conflict between Zhao Ji and Zhao Si, and if she goes to see Zhao Si again, she will not be afraid that Zhao Ji should not help her.

Even so, such an act is still too risky.But right now it seems that there is no other way to go, even if it is a dragon's lake and a tiger's den, he has to make a breakthrough.

Waking up early the next morning, Mo Yunxiao told Du Juan, Yunxi and Zhou Laosi about the store affairs, and then went to Zeng's mansion alone.

When Mrs. Wei heard about her plan, she couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat.But Mo Yunxiao was firm, she couldn't refuse no matter what.So a bold and meticulous plan gradually matured in the conspiracy of the two.

The weather in April is gradually warming up, durian flowers are in full bloom on both sides of the road, and the strong fragrance of flowers is rippling in the air along with the fragrance of the soil.People walk in the streets and alleys, very lively.

The newly listed green apricots outside Donghuamen have attracted the attention of countless tourists.The stall owners were struggling to sell, and at the same time they were able to bargain with several customers.Daxiangguo Temple is also very lively.The dignitaries and dignitaries will come here to add incense and release life.

Because today is the "Buddha Festival", the birthday of Sakyamuni Buddha.People in the Song Dynasty advocated Buddhism, so everyone valued this festival very much.

Since it is a Buddhist festival, the most lively place is undoubtedly the Daxiangguo Temple, which is located on the side of Tianjie and faces Xuandemen far away.

Daxiangguo Temple is already prosperous, and there are markets open on the first and fifteenth day of each month.Those who sell antique calligraphy and paintings, those who sell flowers and fruits, those who sell cloth and spices, and so on.There are even merchants from the Western Regions who come to do some fur business.

And on the day of "Buddha Bathing Festival", it is even more crowded.The child sat on the adult's neck and looked around curiously. From time to time, he would pat the adult on the head and say, "Paper kite! I want a paper kite!" The monks shuttled through the crowd holding rosary beads.Most of them are wandering monks from other places, and they only come to offer incense for today.

The front of the Daxiong Palace is solemn and solemn, and the tall statue of Sakyamuni is solemn and solemn.On both sides are the voices of monks chanting, which sounds like the tune of a song, but it always gives people a sense of majesty.

The pilgrims entered the hall one after another, knelt down in front of the futon, kowtowed respectfully after adding incense, and then got up to leave, and the people behind would follow and worship again.

Because there are too many people worshiping Buddha, the futon will rot within a day, and the little novice will replace the old futon with a new one in time.

The huge release pool looks very cramped today, and the goldfish and turtles released in it will be very crowded, but they still go on and on and enjoy it.

Mo Yunxiao raised the hanging window of the monk's room and looked out. The sound of chanting scriptures and people's chatter intertwined with each other, which made her feel very stressed.

"My God..." She couldn't help sighing: "It's a big Spring Festival travel site."

"What scene?" Mrs. Wei asked from behind her.

"Oh, it's nothing." She hurriedly put down the hanging window, then turned to Madam Wei and asked, "Will King Jian come today?"

Mrs. Wei held the tea bowl in her hand, nodded and said: "He will come every year." Then she looked at Mo Yunxiao who was wearing a maid's clothes, and couldn't help laughing: "He Lu, this clothes really fit you .Well, it seems that people are beautiful and look good in anything."

"Oh, Yuru, don't make fun of me anymore." Mo Yunxiao couldn't hide the anxiety in her heart.She took two steps back and forth and said, "I don't know why, but I'm always uneasy."

Madam Wei also put down the tea bowl, and said solemnly: "He Lu, don't worry. This time you sneak into Prince Jian's residence, I will support you outside. If King Jian dares to touch your finger, I will make him look good."

Mo Yunxiao's heart warmed, she held Mrs. Wei's hand, and said, "Yu Ru, thank you very much."

Madam Wei pushed her hand away and said, "Why don't you thank me, your business is my business."

As soon as he finished speaking, a young monk pushed the door open a small gap and said, "Mrs. Wei, Miss Mo, King Jian's car has arrived."

"Yuru." Mo Yunxiao became more and more nervous, and tightly held Mrs. Wei's hand.Mrs. Wei smiled lightly, and said comfortingly: "You are not afraid when you see the official family, a mere prince, you are afraid of what he will do."

Mo Yunxiao nodded and said, "That's right, I'm not afraid of him. I have martial arts, if he dares to be rude, I'll..."

Mrs. Wei covered her mouth and giggled, then took Mo Yunxiao's hand and said, "Let's go, act according to plan."

It was the end of the Shen Dynasty at this time, and the sun was gradually setting to the west.But there is still an endless stream of pilgrims in front of the Daxiong Hall.

At this time, two teams of guards rushed up with whips made of vines in their hands, and shouted loudly: "Scatter! Spread! His Royal Highness King Jian has arrived!"

The pilgrims dispersed to both sides naturally and wisely, and the pilgrims who were offering incense in the main hall also hurriedly got up and came out from the side door.

Because the crowd was dispersed, a large open area was left in front of the hall.A man wearing a purple crane cloak and plain boots came striding forward.

And he is Jian Wang Zhaosi.

Walking with him was an old Zen master about seventy years old.This person is dressed in cassock, holds a rosary, and has a blushing face, full of spirits.

When Zhao Si came to the main hall, a young servant offered incense on his behalf.He stopped and looked at the tall statue of Sakyamuni, and asked the old Zen master beside him: "'Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand'. Chan Master Dingguang, the statue of Buddha is just a clay body made by people. Why do people in the world persist in this? "

The old Zen master replied in a low and powerful voice: "It's just because people in the world can't pass the three tests of greed, hatred and ignorance."

"Why?" Zhao Si asked.

"The Buddha's Dharma is so profound that people in the world cannot understand it. Only by using this precious image can people feel awe. Once the awe arises, evil thoughts will disappear."

Zhao Si nodded and said: "Chan Master Dingguang is superb in Buddhism, and my king's doubts are all gone." After he finished speaking, he respectfully bowed down.

The old Zen master clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha."

Zhao Sibai got up and said, "It was quite hard for Chan Master Dingguang to accompany the driver all the way, go and have some fast food. I also want to go for a walk in the garden behind."

"Yes." The old Zen master bowed again, and said, "The old monk has gone, and the prince can take care of himself."

Zhao Si sent the old Zen master away, and went to the backyard with only a young servant.

Every year he would go for a walk in the garden in the backyard after offering incense, so the old Zen master didn't take it seriously.

On this day, most of the people were rushing around the main hall, but there were few people in the backyard, only a few monks passed by in a hurry.

At this time, the breeze was blowing, and Zhao seemed quite comfortable.

He looked around while walking, and when he saw the little monks passing by, he also raised his hand in a gesture of respect.

"Come here, come quickly!" A woman's silver bell-like voice suddenly reached his ears.He was startled suddenly, and looked around, only to see a kite flying in the air, it was a kite in the shape of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Zhao Si was stunned, and followed the thin line of the kite to find out, and saw that there was a beautiful figure behind a bunch of flowers and plants.

His heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly called out to his followers, "Go and have a look." The followers also knew his master's temperament, so they just snickered and followed.

Zhao Si turned around to look at the flowers, and saw two maidservants frolicking here.The two women were startled when they saw the strange man suddenly, and they cried out "Ah!", and the kite thread broke.With the breeze, "Guanyin Bodhisattva" gradually flew away.

The two maidservants stood in front of Zhao Si, with their heads bowed, holding their dresses with both hands, showing a shy and coquettish attitude.Zhao Si glanced at the two of them, one of them was just mediocre, Zhao Si didn't linger on her.But the other person deeply attracted his attention.

I saw that her skin was fair, her eyes were bright, her two sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her mouth was bright red.Her face is as translucent as the lychee meat that has broken out of the shell, and her eyes are as black and bright as the lychee cores wrapped in the lychee meat.

She is tall and well-proportioned, and she is slightly lowering her head at this moment, biting her lips lightly with broken jade-like teeth.Such a woman stood in front of her, like a fairy descending to earth, Zhao seemed to be dumbfounded.

"My lord! My lord!" The servant next to him pushed him lightly, and he was startled and asked, "Who are you? Why are you putting paper kites here?"

"Returning to the son, the slave family is the maidservant of Mrs. Wei of Zengfu." The beautiful woman replied timidly: "Madam went to offer incense, and the two sisters of the slave family asked for a reward, so they went to buy a paper kite to play with."

"Madame Wei?" Zhao Si rolled his eyes and said, "Is it Zeng Bu's first wife Wei Wanwei Yuru?"

"Exactly." The woman replied.

The boy said angrily: "Hmph! Back then it was Zeng Bu and the Queen Mother who conspired together to take the throne away from our family!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhao Si reprimanded the young man, and added: "Without evidence, how can you say that you are Zeng Shumi?"

Although Mo Yunxiao lowered her head at this time, she already understood what he said.The man standing in front of him was Jian Wang Zhao Si.

So she raised her head slightly, with a surprised and ignorant look, and said, "The throne? Could it be that the young master is... is..."

"Bold! You are still not polite when you see His Highness King Jian!" said the boy.

Mo Yunxiao and another maidservant were about to salute, but Zhao Si waved his hand and said, "No need, you will cause trouble outside."

"Yo! So it's His Royal Highness Jian." Mrs. Wei walked over with a smile, gave a slight salute, looked at Mo Yunxiao and said, "I was still wondering, but it was only a matter of turning around. It’s gone. Ganqing met King Jian, and we’re chatting here.”

Zhao Si smiled lightly and said: "Madam Wei, please don't misunderstand me. This king has just arrived, and I happened to meet someone from the Zunfu. If there is any offense, please forgive me."

"Hi! You are joking, my lord." Mrs. Wei laughed and said, "My lord is a relative of the emperor, and I see a lot of educated girls. My two girls are rough and don't know how to be polite. I, I have to Please be tolerant, my lord."

As she spoke, she beckoned to the two of them and wanted to take them away together.

Zhao seemed to be a little anxious, and quickly followed up to explain: "Madam is serious. I see, these two girls are gentle, and I can see that Madam is good at training."

"Hey, they are all sold into slavery, so why not be a girl?" Mrs. Wei said as she walked, "Today is the Buddha's Day, in front of the Buddha, we can't open our mouths and shut up our mouths, I'm afraid Disturbing the purity of Buddhism."

"Yes, yes." Zhao Si hesitated for a while, and then asked: "I don't know if Privy Zeng is okay these days?"

Mrs. Wei's smile faded, and she sighed, "I've been feeling a little sick since the beginning of spring this year. I coughed all day long. I saw a few doctors and took a few doses of medicine, but it didn't improve for a long time. The old man said The evil spirit is overwhelmed. Why don't you take advantage of the Buddha's birthday and come here to ask for a consecrated alms bowl, just hoping to carry the evil spirit away from my master."

"Oh?" Zhao Si frowned, and said, "There is such a thing? There are still some ginseng and snow lotus in the palace, which may help Zeng Shumi's sick body."

"Oh, my lord, what a good idea." Mrs. Wei hastily declined, "Ginseng and snow lotus are extremely valuable, and my family dare not accept them."

"Why don't you dare." Zhao Si said: "Secretary Zeng is the pillar of the court. Although this king missed the throne, he is a descendant of the Zhao family after all, so he will naturally help if he can help. Well, let's do it, tomorrow morning, this king Bring someone there yourself."

Mrs. Wei smiled slightly and said: "Then I thank you in advance. However, you are a prince and make friends with ministers. If you spread the word, I'm afraid..."

Zhao Si also hesitated for a while, but when he raised his eyes and saw Mo Yunxiao looking at him coquettishly, he couldn't help but make his blood boil, so he couldn't care about anything.

"It doesn't matter." He said, "I just take it as a visit to Mrs. Wei. Mrs. Wei's talents are world-renowned, and this king has admired her for a long time."

"Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it." Mrs. Wei said repeatedly.

Zhao Si stood still, cupped his fists and saluted, and said, "Ma'am, let's leave now."

"My lord, go slowly."

Mrs. Wei looked at Zhao Siyuan's back, and said to Mo Yunxiao who was behind her, "How is it? Hua Zhonglong's nickname is not for nothing, right?"

(End of this chapter)