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Chapter 223 Mid-Autumn Festival (3)

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    Muni Courtyard outside Xizhimen.

    When Jia Cong was led into the guest room by Zhike, he saw a person who shouldn't be here hurriedly out after a while.

    "Why are you here? What are you doing here?"

    Jia Cong asked with a frown.

    Wu Fan's little eyes rolled around on his white and fat face, but he said confidently: "Yeah? What the junior uncle said makes no sense! My sister is here. It's August 15th today. I'm here to take her home for the holidays. Is it right?  Can¡¯t do it?¡±

    Jia Cong looked the fat man in brocade up and down and said, "Master Miaoyu, do you care about you?"

    Wu Fan said proudly: "Of course! After all, we are a family!"

    Jia Cong nodded when he heard this and said, "If that's true, it would be a good thing."

    But Wu Fan drooped his face again and said: "I only sent melon and fruit mooncakes, but Sister Miaoyu didn't go home with me. I also specially asked someone to find the best Siamese pig"

    Jia Cong: ""

    Seeing Jia Cong looking at him like a pig, Wu Fan suddenly slapped his forehead, which turned red, and cursed in pain and anger: "What a Siamese pig, I forgot, a monk  Don¡¯t eat that shit!¡±

    Jia Cong couldn't help but laugh out loud and said: "If you are confused when you are alone, why don't you go to my place? I will prepare a guest room for you in the East Road Courtyard, and you can study with me on weekdays."

    Wu Fan hurriedly waved his hands and said, "No! You study all day long. I don't want to be like my junior uncle."

    After saying that, he looked at Jia Cong in amazement and said: "If my great-aunt and great-aunt knew that you had won the exam, and you were the only one in this subject. It wasn't that Jie Yuan was better than Jie Yuan, and they said that  Si Yan, how happy they are!"

    Seeing that Wu Fan looked a little lonely, knowing that this boy was really lonely, Jia Cong said, "Come home with me for the holidays later."

    But Wu Fan still shook his head and said: "Once you enter the Hou family, it is as deep as the sea. Your status in your family is delicate. It will not be beautiful if I go there. It is better to be at home. I also asked Zichuan to come to my house to play in the evening. Little Master  Will uncle come?"

    Jia Cong thought for a while and said, "It's probably difficult to go out when there are elders at home."

    Wu Fan sighed with a frown on his face, and then he realized what he was doing and asked: "Uncle, what are you doing here to find Master Huijing?"

    Jia Cong was about to say something when he saw the elderly Master Huijing slowly appearing, supported by Miaoyu. He hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "Young man, I have seen Master Huijing."

    Master Huijing smiled compassionately and said, "Your Majesty, Lord Qingchen, is in good health during the festive season. I thank you for taking care of me. Yesterday, I sent someone to bring melons and fruits as a vegetarian meal. The poor nun is very grateful."

    Miaoyu was still dressed in white plain clothes, her face covered with gauze, and she looked at Jia Cong quietly with only a pair of cold eyes.

    Seeing that there were still some faint scars on his left cheek, his eyes moved slightly.

    Jia Cong said with some surprise: "Master Tai, I came here today to ask for something."

    Master Huijing was too busy and asked what was going on, so Jia Cong told Jia Mu and others about their illness, and also wanted to listen to Gao De Lao Ni reciting sutras.

    Master Huijing was naturally fine, while Miaoyu on the side opened her eyes and looked at Jia Cong with a clear face.

    On the side, Wu Fan winked at Jia Cong. Jia Cong knew that this que poem was not suitable for Miaoyu without his winking.

    Anyone who has a close relative who has passed away due to illness can feel heartbroken by these words.

    Especially today is the festival of reunion

    Therefore, he apologized to Miaoyu: "This poem was written by a noble man who lost his relatives. It is too sad and sad, so I won't tell you."

    Hearing this, Miaoyu's pretty face immediately turned cold, her eyes filled with disappointment.

    Jia Cong was not soft-hearted, but Master Huijing said slowly: "Reading poems is also a kind of practice. The poems of Qingchengongzi are more dark and Buddhist. A life of mist and rain, no wind or rain, no sunshine  , even the old nun gained something from reciting it. Miaoyu is good at poetry, and uses it as a spiritual practice. If a monk has all the four elements in vain, how can he be sad and worry about it, and how can he be happy?"

    Jia Cong said: "What Master Tai said makes sense, but I'm just a common man and can't bear the tears of Miaoyu during the Mid-Autumn Festival. I'll send it to you tomorrow."

    Master Huijing smiled lightly, nodded and said, "That's fine."

    Miaoyu also calmed down, looked at Jia Cong again, supported Master Huijing, and rushed to Jia's house in Rongguo Mansion

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    The carriage drove all the way to the second gate. Jia Cong dismounted first, arranged for someone to place the pedals, and then asked Grandma to help Master Huijing get out of the car.

    Although he does not believe in Buddhism, he still has deep respect for such pious people.

    ?What's the order?  "

    Hearing this, Mrs. Wang said, "Does Cong'er know any other good old nuns? Your aunt is also very bad now, and she seems to be even more useless than the old lady. Just now, the girl Hu Bo in the old lady's room said, that old nun  She is indeed an upright person. As she chanted sutras, the old lady fell asleep peacefully. But your aunt is still hanging there. She hasn't slept for several days, and she doesn't seem to have slept well"

    Jia Cong thought for a while and said: "My nephew, who is a foreigner, doesn't know much about it, but Master Huijing has a disciple with her, named Miaoyu, who is also very skilled in scriptures. Why not invite her to recite scriptures for my aunt first?"  .

    If it doesn¡¯t work, don¡¯t worry, I¡¯ll go look outside again.

    There are many Buddhist monasteries in the capital, so you will definitely find someone with a good teaching.  "

    When Mrs. Wang heard this, she said happily: "Amitabha! It's strange that Master Dao loves you so much. You really are a promising person. Pan'er was just stamping her feet in a hurry. It was useless to invite many doctors. When you said this, even I felt light.  A lot!"

    Jia Cong smiled humbly and said: "Brother Xue only cares about you, which shows his sincerity of filial piety. Now Miaoyu is in Rongqing Hall, and I went with my wife to invite her. She is also a young lady from an official family, and she has a bit of a temper.  She is noble and no more profound than her master."

    Mrs. Wang understood and said with a smile: "If that's the case, I should be happy to invite her."

    Jia Zhengdao: "Then you go ahead. I'll go ahead and take a look. Lian'er is preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion banquet, and there are other things in the world. Now he is doing it all by himself, so he may not be too busy to come here."

    And he told Jia Cong: "Remember to come over for the reunion dinner tonight."

    Jia Cong bowed and responded: "Yes."

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    Daming Palace, go to the study room.

    In the Nuanxin Pavilion, Emperor Chongkang looked at the secret fold in his hand with a solemn expression, and said in a cold voice: "Can I find out clearly, is this what Prince Wu's Palace sent to Zhongjing Hou's Palace?"

    Dai Quan knelt on the ground and said: "Master, it is absolutely true. The guards of the CRRC Mansion have heard it with their own ears! Over the years, my slave has worked hard to achieve such a small achievement"

    Emperor Chongkang glanced at the smile on Dai Quan's face, but he didn't feel at all relaxed. After looking at it coldly, he said in a deep voice: "He also asked Jia Cong to switch to martial arts? Why?"

    Dai Quan was startled when he heard this, and said: "Master, didn't the inner circle of Prince Wu's palace say it? King Wu's thoughts are that if he wants Jia Cong to agree to marry Master Qing, he must first get rid of his scholarly sourness. Throw it to the outside world.  After a few years of torture, he will understand the severity"

    After hearing this, Emperor Chongkang's frown eased slightly, but his eyes became darker and darker, and he sneered: "I'm afraid it's not that simple. I just want Jia Cong to transfer to the martial arts, and then join the founding lineage.  Set up a brand to counter the heroes of Zhenyuan, and use honor to honor nobles. There is movement over there

    ¡°If they really want them to send Jia Cong to Jiubian to be raised, what if he is raised for ten years?  It's amazing that he managed to become a second-class uncle, but he's still a waste!  Waste my chess piece for nothing.  "

    With piercing eyes, Emperor Chongkang looked in the direction of Long Shou and said indifferently: "My ninth brother may not have other thoughts. But, how can I do what you want"

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