Sir, I just want to be a salted fish

Chapter 8 Qingliang Mountain

"Wensong, has our eldest girl decided on a marriage partner? Third uncle, I also have to check for my niece." The third uncle thought of his lazy girl and asked his eldest nephew with concern.

"Not yet. My parents are still investigating and selecting. My eldest sister, Twelve Moon and Hairpin, can take my time to take a look." Tang Wensong closed his eyes to rest and replied calmly.

"The eldest sister is beautiful and smart, but ordinary people are not worthy of it." Tang Wenyun rarely interjected.

"There is nothing wrong with our eldest girl except for being sleepy. She must find a handsome son like my third uncle to match her." The third uncle admires and is proud of his eldest niece, and is even more satisfied with his appearance. Incredible.

Tang Wensong opened his eyes and stared at his third uncle. He couldn't figure out how such a weird uncle could come from his family. Neither his grandfather nor his great-grandfather had such a temper.

The third uncle is a famous dandy in Kyoto, but he is not a "perfect" dandy.

Every day, I call friends, eat, drink, have fun, and walk around, but I never engage in "whoring, gambling, or smoking."

In the words of the third uncle, he is a "high-end dandy" with noble sentiments, who cannot be admired by ordinary dandies.

Birds of a feather flock together, and people flock together. Third Master’s friends all have this temperament, and most of them are the youngest sons in the family.

"Why are you looking at me like this? With the temperament of a big girl, you can live a comfortable life only by marrying a high-end playboy like me."

The third master told his ignorant eldest nephew based on his experience.

Tang Wenyun and Tang Wenbai were silent, but nodded in agreement.

Tang Wensong retorted to his third uncle, "But, but, my mother won't agree. In our family background, the eldest sister has a very good reputation outside, but she marries a playboy. How can this be allowed!"

"If you say you are not enlightened, you are really a piece of rotten wood. Do you want to live a good life that others think, or live a good life that you are comfortable with? Which one do you choose?" The third master continued to ask.

Tang Wensong was stunned for a moment and remained silent.

The third master also stopped talking about his eldest nephew who couldn't bear to think about it. Feeling refreshed and refreshed, he got up, wiped off his clothes, and went back to his room to rest while humming a little tune, leaving the three brothers speechless.

"Brother, I think what the third uncle said is very reasonable. The eldest sister is lazy and doesn't like to worry. It's too tiring to be the mistress of a high family who is the director of the family." Tang Wenyun advised.

"Yes, eldest brother, we know eldest sister's temperament best. She is not someone who cares about fame and fortune. If it weren't for her mother to worry less, she wouldn't have the good reputation she has now." The third young master Tang Wenbai rarely expresses his opinions in front of his family. Also advised.

"We've soaked for long enough, let's go out. I'll think about it." After finishing speaking, Tang Wensong stood up, wiped his clothes and left.

The next morning, the breeze was gentle, the air was fresh, and the spring scenery was infinitely beautiful.

After breakfast, the group of people, dressed lightly and simply, accompanied the wife to climb Qingliang Mountain and go to Qingliang Temple to pay homage to the Buddha.

Qingliang Temple is a small temple with not many pilgrims. It is far less prosperous than famous ancient temples such as the Great Buddha Temple and Guanyin Temple. It is said that a Zen master who got the Tao once sat in Qingliang Temple and turned into three relics and became famous.

Qingliangshan is just a small mountain in the western suburbs of Kyoto. It is named after the Qingliang Temple on the top of the mountain. The road up the mountain is gentle and you won't be too tired if you climb up the stairs.

The Tang family is a family of military commanders, and their grandsons have been practicing martial arts since they were five years old. Therefore, although the fourth and fifth children were young, they did not feel very tired. On the contrary, Tang Bingyan could no longer climb halfway up the mountain and was beaten. The third master carried it on his back. The mountain is not high, and it took half an hour to climb up. When we climbed to the top of the mountain, our field of vision suddenly broadened. Looking down at the mountain, we felt like we were at the top of the mountain and could see all the small mountains at a glance.

Entering the temple gate, a Zhike monk came to guide the way. After the name was announced, the abbot, Master Wu, came to receive him and led everyone to pay homage to the Buddha. The wife donated five hundred taels of fragrant oil money.

The Tai Madam and the Third Madam went to the side hall to listen to the lectures by the presiding master. The juniors felt tired and rested in the temple wing, while the energetic ones walked around the temple.

Tang Bingxuan was not sensitive to the hard bed in the temple wing, so she planned to take Zhichun to the mountain behind the temple. Everyone who comes to Qingliang Temple takes the gently sloping steps at the front of the mountain. Except for the monks in the temple, the back mountain is generally inaccessible.

There is only one path in the back mountain, winding down. Although it is March in spring, the temperature on the mountain is slightly lower, and there are still a few plum blossoms blooming in places where the sun does not shine; where the sun shines, the golden winter jasmine flowers are also swaying in the wind; further forward, there is actually a patch of peach blossoms. In the forest, the flowers on the branches are in bud. It is estimated that in a few days, the peach blossoms in the mountain temple will bloom.

The master and servant became more and more cheerful as they walked, and they discussed whether to stay in Zhuangzi for a few more days. They happened to come to the back mountain to enjoy the peach blossoms.

"I don't know if killing is allowed in the back mountain of the temple. If the temple allows it, we can hunt and eat barbecue in the back mountain." Tang Bingxuan became more and more excited as she talked.

"At that time, let the eldest brother play the flute, let Bingqing play the piano, and let the second brother play the xun. Everyone will enjoy the peach blossoms and play at the same time. It will be very lively."

"Miss, the second young master and the third young master will go down the mountain and rush back to Yunshan Academy after lunch." Zhichun reminded the overly excited master.

"That's right, forget about this. The second and third brothers will have no luck with their eyes and mouth." Tang Bingxuan said, without much regret in her tone.

Passing through the peach grove, there was a gently sloping platform. The two of them stood slightly forward, taking a deep breath of the fragrance in the air, and felt very happy.

"Miss, do you see someone lying in the grass over there?" Zhichun pointed there with his finger and asked Tang Bingxuan doubtfully.

"You must be dazzled, there is no one here. We have been out for a long time, brother and the others must have come to the back mountain to find us. Go back quickly to avoid being scolded." Tang Bingxuan grabbed Zhichun's arm and walked back quickly.

Just as the master and servant walked into the peach grove, a man in black clothes jumped down from the tree, glanced at the peach grove, and walked towards the patch of grass Zhichun saw.

The two of them walked quickly, and sure enough, Tang Wensong came over with two guards.

"Sister, you can just walk around the mountain behind the temple. Why do you walk so far?"

"Even if you go far away, you still have to say hello to everyone and bring two guards with you."

Tang Bingxuan was scolded by her elder brother. She knew she was wrong and did not argue. She took Zhichun back to the wing to freshen up.

Our lunch was arranged in the wing of Qingliang Temple. We ate vegetarian food prepared in the temple. There were not many varieties, but the taste was indeed refreshing and delicious. Mrs. Tai bluntly said that only by paying homage frequently would she be blessed with good food.

After lunch, Mrs. Tai said goodbye to the host master and donated two hundred taels of sesame oil money to express her gratitude to Qingliang Temple for their warm hospitality.

The way down the mountain was relatively easy, and Tang Bingyan walked to the foot of the mountain by herself.

Back in the village, Tang Wenyun and Tang Wenbai's servants had already packed their bags. Everyone bid farewell to the two brothers and made an appointment for them to come to Qingliangshan Village to stay for a while on vacation next month.

(End of this chapter)