The struggle of the eight blessings of rebirth

Chapter 42 What exactly is "body"

Yinhu was stunned, he didn't expect this answer, seeing him every day made him afraid of him, what kind of theory is this?Thinking about it, I feel even more uncomfortable. Does she regard him as a devil?Let go of her, pick up the books and cups on the ground: "Go to sleep at night." After saying that, he put his hand on the button around his neck.Minzhi looked at him stupidly: Is this guy a demon?Yinhu saw that she was not moving, the corners of her mouth turned down, and her face turned from sunny to cloudy.Sensing the temperature change, Minzhi hurriedly got out of bed and walked over to wait for him to undress.This guy is just a hedgehog, and it's not good to touch it with its hair straight, and it's not right to touch it with its hair reversed.

A certain man stood there with his arms open, and Minzhi walked around him three times before stripping him to only his moon-white coat. That’s right, in Minzhi’s heart, she was helping him strip his clothes at this moment. .When she hangs up the clothes that should be hung up and folds the clothes that should be folded, Minzhi can't take it anymore when she looks back at him at the sea battle, what happened to this guy today?Maybe she has to take off her trousers and shoes... Going closer, she bent her knees and said, "Master, let's put it down." Yinhu gave her a sideways look: "Yeah" she stood still.Minzhi looked at the bed, and understood that it was because the bed hadn't been made yet...

It turned out that for the convenience of wiping her hair, she piled the quilt to the place where the pillow used to be, and Yinhu had seen these square tofu cubes before.Even Qiuju and the others learned it only after Minzhi set an example for both of them.Quickly knelt down to admit his mistake, walked around to the other side of the bed, pulled the quilt aside and made a quilt, then turned around and made a second quilt.Yinhu called her from behind: "Don't bother, I'll just sleep like this from now on..." Minzhi didn't understand, and turned to look at him: "Just how to sleep?" On some impulse, she pulled the quilt over and threw it at the end of the bed: "I'll ask Qiu Ju to collect it tomorrow." Then she took off her panties, shoes and socks, pulled the quilt inside and covered her body, turned over and took her back. With Minzhi.

Minzhi now understood what he was going to do, and was dumbfounded for a moment. Did this man take some wrong medicine? Didn’t he want to come out and sleep under two quilts? I didn’t see him change his mind in the severe cold weather before, and he had another convulsion ...Minzhi didn't think much about it, and went around to the inside, lifted the quilt and lay down, then turned over, turned her back to him, and closed her eyes.Anyway, that's how I slept during my northern tour...

When she woke up the next day, Yinhu was no longer by her side, and Minzhi let out a comfortable breath. Last night, there was an extra heat around her, which was really useful in the low temperature of early spring.Lying quietly in the quilt, the breathing of the people around him is long, and they are still asleep.In the past, the first thing Minzhi did when she woke up was to touch the cell phone next to her pillow, but now, she can only look at the top of the bed and sigh.Waiting for Lu Jiu to slam the door on time every day.But since Yinhu's suspension, Lu Jiu never knocked on the door again.

Minzhi turned over: "Come here..." Magpie came in, and was a little embarrassed to see Minzhi. Last night she left Miss and slipped away quietly. I don't know if Miss will be angry: "My servant is here..." Minzhi Seeing that it was a magpie, she gave her an annoyed look: "Clean my face and change my clothes." "Yes." Just as Minzhi was enjoying the service of the magpie, Lu Jiu knocked on the door: "Fu Jin, Master Belle, please go to the study." Minzhi Frowning: "I really don't know what he's working so hard for, I haven't even eaten breakfast." This is Qiu Ju who came in with a smile: "Master Baylor asked the servants to send the snacks to the study..." "Hey, magpie, it's gone again Customer, just comb it casually, as long as it doesn’t interfere with your sight.” The magpie behind her paused her hands, “Yes, Miss.” He quickly gathered Minzhi’s hair, combed it into a bun, and held only one A six-inch sapphire flat square was fixed firmly.Then bowed: "Miss, comb it." Minzhi shook her head, then smiled: "Well, this is very good. Magpie took out a pair of emerald earrings from the jewelry box and put them on for her. Wanting to get the bracelet, Minzhi stopped her: "No need, it's inconvenient to carry and write, that's fine, Qiu Ju, let's go. "

I don’t know how the ancestors of the Qing Dynasty practiced the aesthetics. Aristocratic women can have no rings on their hands, but they must never be without bracelets. At a party, I saw Si Fujin stretching out his hands, and there was a burst of jingling. My God, wearing both hands Eight bracelets, why are you here.Minzhi looked at her hand again, and she was still haunted by Qiu Ju to wear a silver bracelet.Since then, she has developed a rebellious feeling towards bracelets. Even when she is a guest, she is only willing to wear no more than two on her left hand.If you don't go out now, don't wear such troublesome things even if you kill her.

Qiu Ju responded, smiled at the magpie, and then turned to open the door.Magpie stood up after Minzhi.Squat down as a gesture of respect.Minzhi waved her hand: "In my own family, I don't need these vain rituals. You, as long as you keep your mouth shut, I'll be thankful."

When we arrived at the study, Yinhu was already copying books. Seeing her coming, he just said that he should stay in the cubicle earlier, and then continued to bury his head in writing. Minzhi curled her lips: I will save face, make you angry, call you cheap, Regret it now, hum!Entering her small study room, there was indeed a food box on the table. Qiu Ju opened it and put out everything: "Fujin, it's still hot, please use it." Minzhi looked at it and nodded with satisfaction: Sure enough, it is. Aristocratic life, a small bowl of fish porridge, a plate of almond shortbread with sugar, a plate of chicken oil pancakes, and a plate of crystal buns stuffed with bean paste.Look at four things, but all short and dainty.It's not at the same level as Minzhi's previous morning Erliang Zhajiangmian.After these things go down, I don't feel full at all, it can only be just right.

After finishing breakfast quickly, Minzhi shifted positions, because she saw that all the four treasures of the study on the table had moved.Walking to Ruantai behind Yinhu, this is indeed the desk. On the pen holder are small letters of regular script, an inkstone brush, a paperweight, and a stack of yellow paper.Minzhi pulled out the "model" under the paperweight, and the corners of Minzhi's mouth twitched: What kind of weird font is this? A person who is used to writing soft and beautiful willow fonts suddenly imitates the iron-clad European font, which feels like matchsticks. Minzhi spouting tea, if her adoptive father in the previous life saw this word, he could directly knead it into a ball and throw it on your face.

Sighing: "Master..." Yinhu put down his pen and turned to look at her: "Why?" "Yesterday, I was telling the truth. My master's lower script is actually very good. Today's... is a bit stiffer..." Yinhu's face turned cold, and Minzhi immediately smirked: "Uh...Actually...it's okay...everything is different..." After saying that, sit down, lower your head, grind ink and spread paper, and copy your own, Why do you care so much, Yinhu frowned on the opposite side: "If you don't like it, just throw it away..." Minzhi smiled: "No need, it's good to put it here." Yinhu turned around and stopped talking , Minzhi touched the sweat that didn't exist on her forehead, and lowered her head to write.

I thought that I couldn't write Zanhua Xiaokai, and I couldn't write Yinhu's "variant" European style, so I had to take out the Yan style characters that I had written for more than ten years.But it's strange to say that the writing is still very soft and smooth. Could it be that the lower script can't write the muscles and bones?Minzhi is not as used to waste as Yinhu, what she thinks is that the paper under her hand is the imperial gold paper, which is invaluable now, so she just struggled with a few words, and copied it down according to the feeling.

Time passed, and the study was silent. Even Qiu Ju, who was on duty outside, retreated to the edge of the door curtain. The area where the two masters were located was so harmonious that even the sound of changing paper was made at the same time. It's just a spoiler on the sidelines.Just like that, neither of them paid attention, and they were the only ones left in the room at the moment.About an hour later, Minzhi put down her pen, moved her shoulders, and kept posing. Her shoulders were a little sore. Seeing that Yinhu was still writing, she stood up gently, and just wanted to go out to find Qiu Ju to squeeze her shoulders. Yinhu also stopped, raised his right hand and hammered his left shoulder a few times, and continued to write with his head down.

Minzhi was taken aback: Is he such a diligent person?I have been writing for two hours, and I don’t want to take a break, just hang my shoulders and pass?The morning sun was not so glaring, Minzhi saw that he was bathed in the sun, his back was hunched, his head was tilted to one side, and his long braids were hanging by his side, and he suddenly felt that Yinhu was also a serious and hardworking person At first, she thought that only Kangxi and Yinzhen were the two most serious people in the Qing Dynasty, but when she saw Yinhu's back, she could only sigh from the bottom of her heart: Royal people are not easy, and the pressure is great.Compared with the second-generation ancestors who were rampant in the capital, the "Second Generations of the Kingdom" of the Kangxi Dynasty were indeed much more rigorous and assiduous.

Thinking about something in her mind, Minzhi stared at the back in front of her, and became dazed.When Yinhu finally got tired of writing, she stretched her waist and found that there was no sound behind her, and when she turned her head to look, she was frightened by Minzhi's blank eyes: "What are you looking at?" There was no response from the other side, Yinhu She waved her hand in front of her eyes, but still didn't respond, she couldn't help but knocked on the table with a paperweight: "I've regained my senses!" Minzhi was startled, and jumped up from the couch: "Ah! I'm..." The word # on Yinhu's forehead appeared again, picked up a piece of paper, and Minzhi came back to his senses: "Ah? No, no, I can only write in lowercase like this, and I didn't imitate you... use the font and Ou The body is too blunt. Doesn’t Buddhism pay attention to harmony? I really didn’t imitate you..."

While talking, he tidied up the copied paper on the table and kept it in front of his chest, lest he get agitated and tear it up again. These are all to be handed in. The dying man in Prince Yu’s mansion is still alive pointing at these papers .In case of being labeled as unkind and unfilial by Kangxi, Yinhu would already have nothing but the title of Baylor.

Seeing her like this, Yinhu turned her back and said, "Huang Ama should go to Wengniute the day after tomorrow..." Minzhi was stunned for a moment, but didn't understand what he meant. He continued, "Tomorrow, let someone send these to Er Uncle's house, no need to copy anymore..."

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Tomorrow is the legendary [-], Guazi is here to wish you a happy new year and wish you all come true

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