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    Mrs. Wu and Mrs. Huijing spoke briskly and in pleasant tones, but Jia Cong didn¡¯t quite understand

    He couldn¡¯t keep staring at Miaoyu. Although it was indeed a surprise to see Miaoyu at this time, he had already seen Baodai Xiangyun, so he couldn¡¯t be excited to see Miaoyu.

    However, the pair of cool and delicate bright eyes on the face covered with white gauze are indeed beautiful.

    After Jia Cong led everyone inside, they gathered around the wooden platform in the middle and looked at the narrow two-page Bay Leaf Sutra placed in yellow brocade on the wooden platform.

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    "Zihou, do you recognize him?"

    Jia Cong asked jokingly.

    Song Hua shook his head repeatedly and said: "My grandfather didn't teach me anything. After I entered school, I still focused on the Four Books."

    Jia Cong laughed and said: "It's boring." Then he asked Qingwen and others aside: "You like to watch lively dramas and the excitement of "Sun Xingzhe Havoc in Heaven". Well, this is Sun Xingzhe protecting Tang Sanzang from the West.  Here comes the true scripture.¡±

    Qingwen and others were quite bored when they saw that the so-called bay leaves only had two narrow leaves.

    Hearing Jia Cong¡¯s words at this moment, four pairs of eyes suddenly opened wide, staring blankly at the "little leaf leaf", and said in disbelief: "Third Master, thisis this the true scripture?"

    Jia Cong nodded and said with a smile: "There was no paper in ancient Tianzhu, so scriptures were all engraved on bedolu leaves like this. This is true for hundreds of scriptures retrieved by Tang Sanzang."

    Xiangling asked naively: "Third Master, what about Sun Xingzhe?"

    Jia Cong shook his head and smiled: "I don't know where Sun Xingzhe went, but I know where Tang San is hiding."

    "where?"

    The four girls asked in unison.

    Jia Cong said: "Isn't it just downstairs?"

    Qingwen's eyes widened and she stammered, "Thenthe relic?"

    Jia Cong smiled and said: "Even if the relic is not there, there must be Master Xuanzang's parietal bone relic in the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, which is the real treasure of the Great Ci'en Temple."

    "Amitabha! The benefactor of the Qing Dynasty is not only talented in poetry, but also knows all the allusions of my Samana. It is really rare."

    The monk Zhike looked at Jia Cong in surprise and recited the Buddha's name in praise.

    Jia Cong replied: "Master, you are wrong. Da Ci'en Temple is one of the four major scripture translation sites in Chang'an, and it is also the ancestral home of the Dharma Prime Minister. I was born here, so I dare not know it."

    "Ah?! Are you the Qingchen son of 'If only life were like the first time we met'?"

    Miaoyu, who had always had a cold and distant aura, opened her bright eyes immediately after hearing the words of Zhike Monk. She seemed to be even more shocked than Qingwen and others just now when they learned that the leaves of the tree were the Western Heavenly Scripture, so she blurted out a question.

    Hui Jing, who was talking with Wu's Township Township, looked back too much: "Miaoyu!"

    He then apologized to Mr. Wu and said, "I am a disciple who entered Buddhism for the sake of health, and my mind is not entirely in front of the Buddha's lamp. Although I am extremely intelligent and proficient in scriptures, I like poetry more. In recent times, everyone in the city is obsessed with poetry.  She also liked singing Qingchen's lyrics very much. At this moment, she found out that this little benefactor was Mr. Qingchen himself, so she lost her composure."

    When Mrs. Wu heard this, she knew that Miaoyu was only temporarily stored in Buddhism, so she was not surprised.

    When he saw her practicing with her hair on, he smiled and asked her where she was from.

    Master Huijing said: "She was originally a young lady from an official family. She lived behind Wuwang Bridge in Dinghui Temple Lane, Suzhou. Her surname was Gu and she was from a prestigious family. Because she was weak since she was a child, no matter how many substitutes she gave, they were not enough, so she had to take her own life.  After entering Buddhism, I got better. Unfortunately, my parents died young at home, and now there is only one person left, and he has been following me."

    Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wu first glanced at Miaoyu with pity, but suddenly thought of something and asked urgently: "Mr. Gu behind Wuwang Bridge? I remember that one of my cousins ??married into the Gu family in Dinghui Temple Lane. Her surname was Wu and her maiden name was Qin."  Ying¡­¡±

    "Ah! That's my great-grandmother!"

    Miaoyu didn¡¯t expect that she would have such relatives around her, her eyes were filled with excitement.

    Beside, Jia Cong and Song Hua looked at each other

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    Rongfu, east wing of Rongxi Hall.

    On the kang covered with scarlet striped mattresses, two sisters, Mrs. Wang and Aunt Xue, sat on both sides of the kang table.

    There is no maid in the house.

    There are only two cups of tea placed on the Kang table. Light clouds of smoke rise from the tea cups, and the aroma is fresh.

    However, Wang Xue and Wang Xue did not drink tea. Mrs. Wang said calmly: "Brother Cong is born well, so that's fine. The key is his good calligraphy. Even high-ranking officials like Da Sikong love it very much. The master often praises him.  Nowadays, he has written good poems, and they are all said to be excellent. Bao Ya and the others all like these, how can they not take notice of them? That¡¯s also trueThen they made peace again.

    Xiangyun looked on with displeasure. Didn¡¯t the shoes and socks she made for Baoyu take much more effort than a sachet?

    I didn¡¯t see Baoyu thanking her like this.

    But last time, because she had a quarrel with Baoyu and someone from the Shi family came to pick her up, Jia Mu asked her to go back instead of trying to persuade her to stay as before.

    Back to Shi¡¯s family, life was not going well, but Xiangyun learned a lesson and stopped choking directly.

    She asked Daiyu: "Sister Lin, what do you want to give to your third brother?"

    Daiyu glanced at Xiangyun with a half-smile and said, "Of course they are also sachets. I made two at a time. They are both brothers of the same family. Can't we favor one over the other?"

    Xiangyun said a little embarrassedly: "I also made two pairs of shoes and socks at one time."

    Since he thought that the "killing someone with a borrowed knife" strategy was unreasonable, he stopped provoking trouble and stuck out his tongue playfully at Daiyu.

    Daiyu laughed dumbly and didn't care about her.

    But he looked at Baochai on the side and asked: "Sister Bao, what birthday gift are you giving to the third brother? Is it the same as Baoyu, a folding fan with Mi Fu's writing on it?"

    Listening to Daiyu¡¯s question, everyone couldn¡¯t help but laugh.

    It is rare to collect a pair of calligraphy treasures left by people like Mi Fu. How can there be two identical folding fans?

    Baochai knew that Daiyu was looking for trouble, and that would be fine if it was normal. He was not ordinary, but in this matter, he had to fight back, so he smiled and said: "Although it is not Mi Fu's, it is Yan Lugong's name. Sister Lin  If I don¡¯t favor one over the other, am I being rude?¡±

    Daiyu: ""

    ¡°Giggle!¡±

    Xiangyun on the side chuckled happily when he saw that Daiyu was rarely choked.

    After all, they are just children, so they don¡¯t care so much, and they don¡¯t take their jokes seriously.

    Daiyu suffered a loss and saw Xiangyun laughing again. She stepped forward to catch her in annoyance and spat: "It's you who caused the trouble, but you still have the nerve to laugh at me?"

    Xiangyun hurriedly ran away with a smile and begged for mercy. Daiyu couldn't catch up with her. Seeing Baochai blocking her, she said angrily: "Good sister, why didn't you give the third brother a painting, so as to return a favor?"

    Baochai:"¡­¡­"

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