The struggle of the eight blessings of rebirth

Chapter 32

That night, Minzhi was carried by Yinhu and ostentatiously passed through the city all the way, and when she arrived at her yard, the eyeballs of Mother Tara, who was guarding the door, all fell out.The person involved continued to pretend to be an ostrich, after all, this kind of enjoyment is once in a thousand years, so everyone in the house knew that Fujin went out for a banquet, and Lord Belle went to pick him up in person, and carried him through the hall and into the room.Minzhi didn't take it seriously at all, Qiu Ju and Xi Que both had bright smiles on their faces all day long.When Mrs. Chen came to pay her respects, the handkerchief in her hand was twisted into twists, and she just pretended not to see it, but the smell on Mrs. Hu made Minzhi a little puzzled. Could it be that she was really too sensitive last time?It's obviously a very common sandalwood scent on her body.Looking at her again, the conspicuous purse was gone.

Seeing that the new year is approaching, Yinhu is still on suspension, but it seems that he is not as bored as he was at the beginning, but he still leaves early and returns late every day, and occasionally has dinner with Minzhi and stays in her room. Go back to the days when you first crossed over.On this day, Minzhi was studying the resettlement plan for newcomers in the farm left by Yinhu in her study, but what was on her mind was the goji berry wine she drank in Chengjun Prince's Mansion. Can wine be made in the farm?Just as she was thinking, He Ningyu came in with red eyes: "Fu Jin..." Minzhi's heart skipped a beat, Ningyu's little loli had never cried in front of her, what's wrong?
Putting down the work in hand, she looked at her carefully: "What's the matter?" Ningyu sobbed: "Father, he... contradicts Lord Baylor, and is kneeling at the gate of Linfeng Xiaozhu!" Minzhi coaxed her to stand up: "What do you say again?" One side!" Ningyu's teardrops rolled down: "My father has been kneeling in the wind for half an hour!" Minzhi was stunned for a long time, then pulled a piece of handkerchief and paced back and forth: "Mr. was already kneeling when you went?" Ningyu nodded: "It was the servant girl who saw it and came to tell me. I went there, but..." "The result was driven back by Mr.?" Minzhi raised her eyebrows. "Yes...but..." "Go back to your room, I'll take a look..." Minzhi comforted Ningyu, then took a piece of "Heart Sutra" that she had just written, and took Qiu Ju out of the study .Winter in Beijing is always extremely cold, and it is especially difficult for Minzhi, a modern person, to adapt.Wrapping the cloak tightly and pulling up the sleeves, Minzhi resentfully braved the wind and walked towards Linfeng Xiaozhu.As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw He Zhuo kneeling at the door of the room with his back facing him, and the door was closed tightly.According to Ningyu, he has knelt here for more than half an hour, that is, more than an hour, but his back is still straight, and the clothes on his body are not wrinkled.Minzhi sighed, is it a literati who would rather not bend or bend, or a single-minded stunned young man?
Pretending to be ignorant, Minzhi approached and beckoned Qiuju to help He Zhuo: "Sir? What's the matter? Why are you kneeling? These slaves really deserve to be beaten, Mr. Feng Tian asked him to kneel like this..." A series of words came out Without taking a breath, He Zhuo raised his purplish red face: "Fu Jin, He can't salute here..." While saying that, he avoided Qiu Ju's hand, and still knelt there straight.Minzhi's black line: "Mr. is serious. You are our master's master. You know our master's temper. You will never really annoy you. Mr. kneeling like this embarrasses me. Originally, I was idle. I just wrote a piece of writing for nothing, and I want to ask my master for advice. You are like this..." He Zhuo smiled wryly: "Fu Jin is too polite, He has little talent and learning, and has nothing to rely on to guide your master..." Minzhi was caught by his words The sour air turned cold, and he continued to smile: "Why do you say that, sir? Who doesn't know that you are a famous scholar in the south of the Yangtze River, a family of scholars, and you are the inheritor of a school of theory. What kind of things can make you kneel down? He Zhuo's eyes turned red when he heard Minzhi's words: "It's because He Moumou didn't investigate for a while, and fell into a treacherous way..."

Minzhi raised his forehead, this scholar is really stubborn, he doesn't even draft his words, just about to say something, the door creaked open, Yinhu stood at the door, with a cold face: "What are you here for?" Zhi rolled her eyes in her heart: "I wrote a picture, and I wanted Mr. Xun to give me some pointers..." As he spoke, he pulled out the rice paper from his sleeve.Yinhu didn't even look at it: "Go back!" Minzhi flattened her mouth: "Ningyu is crying in the study..." He Zhuo's face was embarrassed: "Little girl..." Minzhi looked at He Zhuo: "This The sky is so cold, and the ground is so hard...Even if Mister is sympathetic to Ningyu's filial piety, he shouldn't kneel like this...Qiu Ju...help Mister up quickly..." He Zhuo blushed, just as Qiu Ju was about to reach out, Yin Hu strode up and stretched out his hands to pull He Zhuo up from the ground: "Caixuan is right, you are Yinhu's master, no matter what happens, Yinhu will be a thorough guardian!" Minzhi pouted: What did you do just now? Seeing that Yinhu helped He Zhuo into the house, Minzhi was done, but just about to leave but was stopped by Yinhu: "Caixuan, go get some refreshments, I will talk with the master in detail."

Min Zhi and Qiu Ju looked at each other foolishly, they didn't understand what Yinhu meant, didn't Yinhu have a special servant girl by her side?Why do you want her to do these things?Swallow the question.Minzhi moved to the kitchen, the fat cook saw Fujin coming, and came up to salute, Minzhi waved his hands: "Master and sir want to have afternoon tea, do you have anything ready?" The fat cook said with a bitter face, "If you go back to Fujin, It would be easy for Master Baylor to ask for food and drink, but this afternoon tea...what is it?" Minzhi was stunned: "Afternoon tea is...afternoon tea" sweating profusely in his heart, there was no such thing as afternoon tea in the Qing Dynasty... Fat cook He seemed to be listening attentively, but unexpectedly got such an answer, with a dazed expression on his face.Minzhi was helpless: "Is there any old tea from last year?" The cook heard it: "It is in the treasury." "Go and get three coins." Qiu Ju, get the fresh milk that was delivered this morning." While preparing the tea set by himself , sugar. The cook understood: "Does Fujin want to make Mongolian milk tea? "Minzhi nodded. It's a pity that I didn't bring brick tea back when I went out last time." In fact, Minzhi doesn't like the taste of tea bricks at all, she is still used to drinking modern milk tea.

Riding Qiuju to the place, Minzhi took a handful of red beans, boiled them in water, put them in the glutinous rice balls kneaded by the cook, kneaded them into small balls and steamed them on the basket.Then I made homemade milk tea with the materials Qiu Ju brought from memory, gave Qiu Ju a taste of the two Star Eyes that the little girl admired, and then packed up the things and sent them to Linfeng Xiaozhu. Unexpectedly, Lu Jiu saw her She was very happy afterwards: "You are here, and there is..." Before finishing speaking, Yinhu's voice came from inside: "Caixuan, come in..." Minzhi carried the plate, and Lu Jiu carried the food Box, two people enter the house.Qiu Ju went back to comfort the little girl Ningyu.

It was only after entering the house that I felt the temperature difference between inside and outside. The ground dragon in the house was burning hot and warm like spring. When He Zhuo saw Minzhi coming in, he wanted to salute, but Minzhi preempted him: "Caixuan has seen Mr.." He Zhuo's feet After moving, Minzhi immediately offered the tea bowl: "It's cold outside, sir, please warm yourself up." While talking, he also served Yinhu a cup.Seeing that the two of them took off the bowl lid and were overwhelmed by the aroma, Minzhi's mouth curled up: "You guys talk first, pigeons are being stewed in the kitchen, and I..." Yinhu waved his hand: "Someone will take care of things in the kitchen." Come and sit." Minzhi looked at the two of them: "This..." The corners of Yinhu's mouth fell, and Minzhi immediately compromised: "Then... I'm rude..."

Walked to the lower end of Yinhu and sat down, just as he sat down firmly, He Zhuo bowed in the chair: "Mr. He thanked Fujin for his careful teaching of my little girl..." Minzhi shook her hands wildly: "Mr. You are generous, intelligent and dexterous, and you are taught by your precepts and deeds." Yinhu glanced at her sideways: "Caixuan, I haven't entered the palace for a long time, but I don't know that something happened to your third uncle..." Minzhi looked down at her fingers, thinking Disgusted, but said: "I don't understand the outside world." With her head down, she didn't notice the eye contact between Yinhu and He Zhuo, and He Zhuo's eyes were full of disappointment.Yinhu had expected that she would say this: "Your third uncle has been deprived of his title and has returned to Shengjing." Minzhi still didn't respond, and He Zhuo couldn't help it: "Your Excellency was wronged... He..." Min Zhi rolled her eyelids: "I really don't understand what's going on outside, but sir, don't get too excited. The uncles have already suffered a loss last time. I didn't expect this disaster to happen again. It's just bitterness." Auntie and sisters." Yinhu's lazy voice sounded: "Do you care?" Minzhi clasped her hands and shook her head honestly.He Zhuo couldn't help it again: "This..." Min Zhi didn't let him speak: "Mr. just said that someone framed him, so could it have something to do with the third uncle?"

He Zhuo's face froze again: "Your Excellency was wronged, He was accepted, but..." Minzhi sighed: "But he was retained by Huang Ama, and there is no news..." He Zhuo stared: "What about Fujin?" Know?" Yinhu also turned her face, biting half of the red bean cake in her hand.Minzhi was stared at by the two people, and suddenly felt the cool breeze blowing: "Uh, I guessed." The favor is still there, but it's a pity that the uncles have never recognized the facts. How can the Tian family's likes and dislikes be changed by a few overtures? There is no room for the third uncle's matter." He Zhuo was dumbfounded, and stared at Minzhi was speechless.Yinhu lowered his eyes, "You mean to watch Prince An's mansion fall?"

Minzhi lowered her eyes: "Teacher and master of heaven and earth, it is in this order." He Zhuo continued to remain silent, Yinhu turned his head: "Mr. was called by name in the court today, but this is not what he was talking about." Minzhi was surprised One: "So sir, you kneeled when you came back?" He Zhuo blushed: "He..." Minzhi smiled slightly: "Facing Huang Ama's Tianwei is very stressful...but Huang Ama didn't mention it. Naturally, I won’t get angry with you anymore about this matter.” Yinhu sighed: “You don’t know Huang Ama well enough, Huang Ama has been thinking about my words for 12 years.” Minzhi wanted to laugh. Dare to laugh: Xiaoba, are you complaining?Seeing that He Zhuo's face turned pale, his heart moved: "Mr. He has been away from home for many years?" He Zhuo was confused when he asked, but Yinhu's eyes showed surprise.

(End of this chapter)