Chapter Five Hundred and Seventy Fourth: The Generosity of Others

Zhou Linghuai's eyebrows and eyes were smiling, and his ink-like eyebrows were also full of beauty. He took a bite, and it wasn't his favorite taste, but he felt it was extraordinarily sweet.

After only one bite, he shook his head and stopped eating: "You eat it yourself."

The scene of the two "cousins" loving each other as if no one was around made Huiji's eyelids twitch, and he suddenly felt that his head was bald, a little cold, and also a little bright.

Yu Youyao ate two pieces of crabapple crisps and felt a little dry.

Zhou Linghuai brought a cup of tea and handed it to her: "It's Xiaojintuo tea grown in the back mountain of Baoning Temple. It was transplanted from Yunnan. There are not many people growing it, so the quantity is very small. Baoning Temple has been covering it, and no one knows about it. , I picked the tea and kept it for myself to drink, you see, the five aggregates of the monks are empty, so they can enjoy themselves, how can they be like a real monk who has simple tea and light food."

Yu Youyao took the teacup and glanced at Master Hui Ji who was opposite.

Even being criticized face to face, Master Hui Ji remained as still as a mountain, without even shaking his eyebrows, with his clear fingertips holding a jade-like celadon-glazed teacup that was piled with fat.

Even the teacups used by monks are made of fine porcelain!

She actually thinks her cousin is right? !

Yu Youyao quickly got rid of the weird thoughts in her mind: "Uh, isn't there a saying that the Buddha pays attention to wine and meat after passing through the intestines? No one stipulates that monks must have simple meals."

Master Huiji smiled: "The benefactor has a clear mind."

Zhou Linghuai snorted softly.

She didn't want to speak for Master Hui Ji, but it seemed a bit inappropriate for her cousin to act in front of him and call him a fake monk!

Yu Youyao hurriedly lowered her head, the tea in the cup was red and thick, very pure, and took a sip: "The taste is mellow and sweet, refreshing and very special."

Zhou Linghuai chuckled: "I'll take some back later, Xiaojintuo tea is very good with pastries."

Huiji took a deep breath.

If he remembers correctly, the tea and snacks belong to him!

Take it as you say, have you asked him?

Thanks to the generosity of others, Yin Huaixi is really getting more and more promising.

It's just that I have known this person for many years, and this guy always looks uncertain, whether he smiles or not, his emotions don't reach his eyes.

but!

This does not include Yu Youyao.

In fact, as soon as Yu Youyao entered the room, this man's eyes never moved away from her. The romantic eyes reflected the freshness and brightness of Yu Youyao's body, and even the person became alive.

He still remembered the situation of Yin Huaixi he saw in Mount Wutai six years ago.

At that time, Yin Huaixi had just experienced the death of his family and the pain of disability. He was already thin and out of shape, and his broken skeleton barely supported his frail body.

Already in hell, the abyss is in sight, Shura is in the heart, and the butcher's knife is in hand.

Later, Yin Huaixi used his identity to enter the Yu Mansion.

He also met his cousin, Yu Youyao.

Since then, his cousin has also become Yin Huaixi's "cousin".

There is light in Yin Huaixi's eyes, and a bond in her heart, and she is willing to bow her head and ears for one person.

Master Huiji thought of His Royal Highness King You without realizing it, and thought it was good: "You guys talk first, the poor monk still has a scripture to copy."

Yu Youyao suddenly realized that there were other people in the room, so she and her cousin just now...

Putting down the teacup quickly, Yu Youyao stood up: "It's getting late, I should go back to the wing room, so I won't disturb Master Huiji Qingxiu.

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Zhou Linghuai guessed what she was worried about, and squeezed her palm: "I'll see you off."

Yu Youyao hesitated.

Zhou Linghuai said calmly: "Master Huiji and I are old acquaintances. It is not a problem to go to Baoning Temple to talk about Zen with him."

Hui*tool man*ji suddenly felt that the tea in his mouth was no longer fragrant.

Yu Youyao thought about it carefully, even if grandma knew that her cousin had come to Baoning Temple, it didn't seem to be a problem, and it was impossible to doubt her cousin's identity because of this.

Seeing that Yu Youyao let go of her worries, Zhou Linghuai called Chang'an and explained a few words.

After Mrs. Yu finished listening to the Zen, she returned to the wing room, and the Qingxiu who stayed behind in the wing room reported, "Missy went to bring Chun Xiao, and two women, went to Master Huiji's Zen room to listen to the Zen, but they haven't come back yet. , Master Biao went to Baoning Temple to visit friends, and sent Changan to inquire, and learned that the old lady was listening to Zen in the Zen room, so he said that he would have lunch later, and come to accompany the old lady to have a fast meal."

Old Madam Yu frowned: "If you want to come to Baoning Temple, why don't you come with us? Maybe you feel that your legs and feet are inconvenient, and you are afraid of delaying today's trip, this child, really!"

Qingxiu thought the same way: "Master Biao is a steady and proper person."

Even if he was physically disabled, after entering the Yu Mansion, he never caused any trouble for the Yu Mansion. Not only that, he also often gave advice to the brothers and sisters in the mansion to study.

Isn't it stable and proper?

Mufo Festival is naturally a solemn event for the old lady who worships the Buddha. Every year when the eldest lady goes to Baoning Temple, she also goes to the lamp tower to add sesame oil for Mrs. Xie.

It is reasonable for Young Master Biao to think so.

Mrs. Yu thought so deeply, and said: "Master Huiji's Dharma is exquisite, but his health is not very good, and he rarely teaches Zen. His meditation room only accepts people who are predestined. Three years ago, I listened to Master Huiji. Zen, presumably because of some Buddhist relationship with Master Hui Ji."

The Six Wisdom Monks of Baoning Temple are all eminent monks who have achieved Taoism. It is a rare blessing to listen to their Zen lectures. Naturally, she will not doubt anything.

Madam Yu drank tea and had some fast food.

At this moment, Nanny Liu came in: "Old Madam, Mr. Song has come here to greet Madam."

Mrs. Yu was taken aback when she heard this: "Ming Zhao has also come to Baoning? Didn't you mean that he fell ill in prison?" After being surprised, she realized: "Invite someone in!"

After a while, Qingxiu led Song Mingzhao into the house.

After squatting in the big prison for a month, the already thin people are even more skinny.

Wearing a dark blue shirt, with a straight back, but his complexion is pale and sick, and the illness that fell in the prison has not been healed.

It can be seen that he is seriously ill.

As soon as Madam Yu's eyes got wet, she pinched the veil and pressed the corners of her eyes: "Ming Zhao is here, sit down and talk quickly, you child, why did you come to Baoning Temple? Are you feeling better?"

Song Mingzhao was kind, and after giving a salute to Mrs. Yu, he sat down and said, "Grandmother Yu, don't worry, the humidity in the prison is heavy, and it was just a moment of carelessness. The cold evil entered the body and fell ill. It has been cured a lot under the expert hands of Imperial Physician Shi, but the disease has been delayed for a long time, and it can only be cured if it is taken care of carefully."

Every word and sentence, there is absolutely no falsehood.

However, if there is no falsehood, it does not mean that what is said is the whole truth, and it may also be half-truth, half-false, false and true, and true and false.

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