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Chapter 693 Even the Buddha Comes and Can't Stop It
Chapter 693 Even the Buddha Comes and Can't Stop It
After a while...
Jia Heng looked at Miao Yu, whose delicate body was trembling, and her snowy face was flushed into a glow, and asked, "Master, how are you?"
Miaoyu wished she could bury her head in the pillow and snorted, "I shouldn't do it at all, this man just likes to make fun of her."
Jia Heng didn't care about it either, and moved closer, looking at the delicate and picturesque jade face, and said in a low voice: "I don't believe anything inherently ominous, since I like Master, even if the Buddha comes, I can't stop it." .”
This kind of gift from God is hard to extricate yourself from.
"Don't talk nonsense..." Miaoyu was overwhelmed with surprise when she heard the words, but her heart became anxious, she couldn't help opening her starry eyes, she quickly stood up with her arms, and looked at the boy worriedly, her expression almost as clear as frost: "You People don't know what's good or bad, so don't hold back your mouth."
Seeing Zhuang Su's expression and anxious expression on Miaoyu's face, Jia Heng leaned closer to her ear and said softly: "Okay, then I'm not talking nonsense, is the teacher still afraid now?"
One day holding Miaoyu in the Buddhist hall... Well, it can't be too lewd.
Miaoyu's originally clear and frosty face was burning hot with embarrassment, bright and charming like a peach pistil in full bloom in February, with a cut of autumn water she fixedly looked at the young man, and said word by word: "If you really suffer from disaster, I will And never live in the world."
When Jia Heng heard this, the smile on his face froze for a little bit, he caught the firmness in the girl's eyebrows and eyes, and was silent for a while, just looked deeply at Miaoyu.
Miao Yu looked at each other intently, their eyes were facing each other at this moment, and the eyes of the two gradually became thinner, as if they only had each other in their eyes.
Jia Heng said in a low voice: "Those are all unfounded words of quack warlocks. Don't worry about it. I am a military commander. I went to battle and killed. , Compared with this, in fact, according to the Buddhist theory of retribution and reincarnation, you will go to the [-]th hell, so we can be regarded as a pair made in heaven."
Miaoyu's bright starry eyes reflected that stern, sharp face, and she felt sweetness and joy overflowing in her heart.
She and him are no different from husband and wife now, if there is a disaster, it will be too late, but, blessed by the Buddha, everything will come to her.
Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Miao Yu, and whispered in his ear: "That matter should not be delayed, I will consecrate the teacher and suppress the disaster."
Miaoyu was taken aback for a moment, and then, when she realized it, she couldn't help feeling ashamed and angry. This man never forgot to make fun of her, and scolded: "Is there anyone who bullies monks like this?"
But I saw the shadow approaching.
Um?no?I just teased her just now, and now...
Miao Yufang's heart was beating wildly, she stretched out her hand to push Jia Heng back, with anger in her eyes under her beautiful eyebrows, she said in shock, "You...how could you do this?"
"Even if the teacher is obsessed with cleanliness, you can't even dislike yourself, can you?" Jia Heng said with a chuckle.
"You... just like to tease people." Miao Yufen blushed with blushing, and lightly beat Jia Heng's shoulder with her fist. Before she could finish her sentence, she saw that person printed it again .
After a long time, looking at the limp Miaoyu, Jia Heng also felt a little affection in his heart, gently stroked the delicate hair on the head of the scorpion, and said softly: "Master, help me to remove the clothes."
Miao Yuyu's peach cheeks were dizzy, her delicate body trembled slightly, she trembled her jade hands shyly, and went to untie Jia Heng's belt.
However, at this moment, I heard a voice from outside, with a bit of coquettishness and softness: "Is sister Miaoyu inside?"
Jia Heng was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat, it was the voice of the fourth sister Xichun, she got up quickly, luckily her clothes were still on at this time.
"What should I do?" Miaoyu heard Xichun's voice, her jade face changed suddenly, she panicked, she hurriedly put on her skirt, and looked at Jia Heng angrily, it was all because of his nonsense just now.
Jia Heng's expression was calm, he saw the candlesticks on those tables, moved closer, blew out the lights, and suddenly the room was plunged into darkness.
"Well, why did the candle go out?" Xichun's voice suddenly came from outside, and there was a little doubt in the soft and cute voice.
Jia Heng whispered to Miao Yu, "Miao Yu, I'm going to send fourth sister away."
Fourth sister, what are you doing here at this time?
"If you hide first, you'll mess around." Miaoyu said anxiously, if Xichun sees her naked, how will she see people in the future?
Jia Heng said in a low voice: "Don't be sneaky, the fourth sister is still young, she doesn't understand those things, and if she hides and then gets blocked by her, it won't be clear."
I didn't know who was enjoying it just now, couldn't extricate himself, gently supported his shoulder to facilitate things, but now he complained a bit.
However, this is really the first time for him to experience such a critical moment being interrupted.
While talking, Xichun in the inner hall heard a soft voice from the inner room. The girl had keen hearing, and there was a bit of softness in her pretty and gentle voice, and asked, "Is Brother Heng in there?"
"Why are there no candles here? This chess piece." Jia Heng said intentionally in the room, to cooperate with blowing out the lights just now.
Xin Dao, he is still outside, if it is inside, it is really the Buddha who has come, and he can't stop it.
Suppressing the weirdness in his heart, he looked at Miaoyu and said in a low voice: "I'll go out and talk to the fourth sister first, you should change your clothes quickly."
Miaoyu also calmed down at this time, she responded softly, and began to change her monk's robe under the light of a ray of moonlight.
As Jia Heng was talking, he stepped out of the inner room, came to the living room, and looked at Xichun who was sitting on the pear wooden chair opposite. The girl was wearing a pink dress and a bun. , but saw one or two bright and beautiful faces, and asked with a smile: "Fourth sister, why are you here?"
Because everyone knew Miaoyu's "eccentric" temperament, it was impossible for her to enter the bedroom without warning, and she just waited in the hall.
Apart from Xichun's beautiful eyebrows, her bright eyes narrowed, and she fixedly looked at the young man, that pretty face was as surprised as frost, and said, "Brother Heng, are you here too?"
This cold-hearted little lolita, like Xiangyun and Tanchun, has already changed her name to call Jia Heng brother Heng.
"Come here to play a game of chess with Mrs. Miaoyu, I don't want the candle to burn out." Jia Heng picked up the teacup at the side, took a sip, suppressed the sweetness that filled his mouth, his face remained calm, As if nothing had happened.
Hearing this, Xichun felt something was wrong, and asked softly, "What about Sister Miaoyu?"
"Just now the chess piece fell on the ground, and she is still cleaning it up." Jia Heng said softly, with gentle eyes: "Why is the fourth sister here?"
"It turned out that I drew a picture and wanted to show it to Sister Miaoyu for appreciation. It is some scenery of Huifang Garden in the past two days." Xichun said in a clear voice, looking at the boy in the python suit with shining eyes, and sipped the powder lips, and asked: "Brother Heng doesn't like me coming?"
After all, she was a girl with keen perception, so she immediately asked the key point.
Jia Heng's eyes fell on the painting scroll held by the servant girl Ruhua behind Xichun. Hearing Xichun's words, he asked with a smile, "Why? It's just a little accidental. Is this the painting brought by the fourth sister? Let me see."
As he said that, he looked at the painting, took the scroll from his hand, and took a closer look, and saw that there were indeed pavilions, pavilions, flowers, plants and trees in Huifang Garden, which were lifelike.
Xichun quietly looked at the young man who was concentrating on the painting, and asked softly: "Brother Heng, you said earlier that you wanted me to paint portraits, when will you let me paint?"
Well, in fact, she heard the servant girl Caiping say that he came to Mrs. Miaoyu's side to talk, and then she mustered up the courage to come here. She promised her to let her paint a portrait, but she hasn't seen many people these days.
Jia Heng said: "I told you last time, but I forgot about it. I've been too busy recently."
Seeing hesitation on Xi Chunqiao's face, she pursed her lips and asked, "I heard from my sister-in-law that brother Heng is going to Yangzhou?"
Jia Heng nodded, and said in a gentle voice: "So I have been busy with this matter for the past few days, and I couldn't get away. I originally wanted to find my fourth sister to paint."
Hearing this, Xichun's eyes darkened, and she was silent for a moment, she really forgot about her.
Seeing Xichun who was suddenly silent, Jia Heng handed the scroll to Ruhua beside him, smiled, approached him, and asked, "Aren't you happy? I'm just too busy. I'll see if I have time to come over to you at noon tomorrow." Son, let you draw for me."
He couldn't help but reached out and rubbed the bangs on the girl's forehead.
Xichun raised her small face to look at the boy, her eyes were quiet, and she shook her head slightly.
Jia Heng rubbed the bangs on Xichun's forehead, and said softly: "Everything you worry about is written on your face, what's wrong with your little face, it's almost like I'm unhappy, please coax me .”
Some wanted to pinch Xichun's cheeks, but suddenly remembered that there was something strange on her hands, so she had to give up this idea, although the little girl didn't know what to do, but it was not very good.
Xichun felt the pampering on her forehead, soft words rang in her ears, she felt ashamed for a moment, when did she think so, brother Heng said it so embarrassingly.
She lowered her head, her pretty face was flushed with a slight blush, and she couldn't help feeling ashamed in her heart.
Is her heart written all over her face?Brother Heng can see it?
After thinking about it, he felt that some of those deeply hidden thoughts should not be seen, so he quickly suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and asked softly: "Brother Heng should be more careful when he is outside."
Jia Heng gently supported Xichun's shoulders, and said softly: "I will, Fourth Sister, if everything goes well there, let Eldest Sister take you to Jinling as well."
When Xichun heard the words, she was overjoyed, and under the slender eyebrows of willow leaves, she looked at Jia Heng with bright eyes and asked, "Is what brother Heng said true?"
She heard from the maid next to the third sister in the painting that they visited many places of interest outside.
Jia Heng smiled lightly, rubbed the girl's bangs, and said, "When did I ever lie to you?"
What the little girl cares about the most is that he did not keep the promise, and he forgot about the portrait painting earlier, so he has to make a memorandum in the future.
"En." Xichun replied sweetly, her brows and eyes were curved, joy appeared on her pink cheeks, and her mood seemed to brighten.
While talking, Miao Yu, who came out from the inside, raised her eyes to look at the two of them, and cast an angry glance at the young man in the python suit, and immediately said softly, "What are you brothers and sisters talking about?"
"Sister Miaoyu." Xichun looked at the girl, with joy in her eyes, and said, "The painting is finished."
Jia Heng raised her eyes to look at Miaoyu, at this moment the teacher had changed into a monk's robe again, except for a trace of charm overflowing from the corners of her brows and eyes, there was nothing unusual, she occasionally glanced at each other with embarrassment in her eyes.
"Then let me take a look." Miaoyu approached, picked up the album in Xichun's hand, looked at it by the light, and said softly: "The characters are not bad, but the pavilions are not so good, and the resemblance is better than the spirit."
Xichun said softly: "Sister Miaoyu, it is the painting that brother Heng taught me to draw. The emphasis is on resemblance in shape, detailed and lifelike. These two techniques are not the same style of painting. I want to try to combine the two. together."
Miao Yu raised her eyes and glanced at Jia Heng, and said, "Is this what you told her?"
Jia Heng nodded, and said: "The fourth younger sister is quite talented in painting. It just so happens that I know a painting method that resembles a portrait, so I briefly explained it to her, and the fourth younger sister paid attention to it. Perhaps it has been integrated into painting." Among the skills."
Miaoyu said softly: "Don't learn too much at the beginning, first perfect a style of technique, and then deduce and integrate it. This is the case for everyone who establishes a school."
Jia Heng picked up the teacup on the side, took a sip, looked at Miaoyu with a cold face, smiled and said: "You are a master of painting in this field, you can just teach her."
Miaoyu is a young lady who was born in a family of officials. Before, she just thought that she was unparalleled in poetry. It seems that she should have extraordinary attainments in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Miao Yu said in a clear voice: "Xi Chun has a good talent, and I am willing to learn it quietly. One day in the future, I may be able to achieve something."
Xichun first glanced at Jia Heng, then at Miaoyu, blinked, feeling strange in her heart, the sun came out from the west, why didn't the two of them quarrel after meeting?
Jia Heng watched the two talking about the painting scroll, and it couldn't end for a while. Although he felt regretful, he didn't stay any longer. He got up and left the courtyard where Miaoyu lived, intending to go back to accompany Keqing.
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Yangzhou
As night falls, the bright moon is in the sky, and the cold moonlight falls on the rippling Slender West Lake. In summer, the wind is blowing, blowing the crane garden beside the Slender West Lake. Voices.
Five of the eight major salt merchants in Yangzhou, Huang Rishan, Huang Cheng, Bao Zuhui, Ma Xianjun, Cheng Peili and others gathered around a table, having a banquet and talking.
"What did Mr. Wang say?" Cheng Peili put down the teacup, looked up at Huang Rishan, his eyes were full of worry
Huang Rishan shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Old Master Wang said that Mr. Liu was reckless. If he burned the account books of the warehouse like this, I'm afraid it will lead to the intervention of the imperial court in advance."
The warehouse with documents listed by the Salt Transport Department was burned down, which was the work of Liu Shengzao, a salt merchant in Yangzhou and the transshipment envoy of the two Huaihe Rivers.
Ma Xianjun sitting below, with gloomy eyes, said coldly: "This is also an arrow on the string, we have to do it!"
"That's right, it seems that the Qi Pavilion is going to write off the salt in Jinling, and check the balance of the salt depot's income and expenditure over the years, but this account book can't stand the check, it's a mess of bad debts. It's going to fly like a dog." Bao Zuhui said in a low voice with a worried expression on his face.
Ma Xianjun said: "It's just right now, even if the imperial court wants to investigate, there is no way to start."
Cheng Peili's face was as serious as frost, and he said in a low voice: "I'm afraid that the imperial court will use this as an excuse to go to war, and then send those powerful people over to investigate. The last time Yongning Bo was in Huai'an to supervise the river, you all have seen the means of this martial artist. Now that the officials in the Hedao Yamen have not yet been filled, this person is bound to cause a bloodbath when he comes to Yangzhou."
Huang Rishan said: "Brother Cheng, don't worry too much. Even if that Uncle Yongning went south to investigate, he wouldn't act recklessly. If there is no evidence, he would draw his sword and look around, at a loss and invincible."
"That's right, the ones in Jinling were not the same before. They resold official food, and I didn't see Yongning Bo touch a single hair of them, because there was no evidence." Huang Cheng continued.
Several other people heard the words and nodded in agreement frequently.
In fact, Jia Heng previously "tolerated" the part of the reselling of grain by the children of Jinling officials who were hoarding goods in Huai'an Mansion, which played a somewhat confusing role.
Cheng Peili paused slightly, and said, "Uncle Yongning should not be underestimated. This person can become a privy in charge of the country from a young man who has not reached the age of the weak crown. There are definitely not only those methods."
"Brother Cheng is right. Anyway, we have to take precautions." Huang Rishan agreed with his beard, twisting his hand.
Ma Xianjun said in a cold voice: "Since we are planning ahead, if there is any news from Beijing, we should send someone to deliver it. If it is really a bad person, we can't be caught off guard and wait for death!"
Merchants in this era already knew the importance of information. Apart from the Yangzhou Guild Hall in Shenjing, Yangzhou salt merchants also had other industries. Send it back fast.
"Brother Ma, don't mess around." Cheng Peili frowned and said solemnly.
The coldness in Ma Xianjun's eyes faded away, he smiled and said: "Don't worry, at most it's just some self-protection means, who dares to fight against the imperial court openly?"
The jade rabbit falls in the west, and the golden crow rises in the east.
The next day, when the sky was bright, Jia Heng listened to Liu Jixian's report on the boat going south, and sent someone back, picked up the summary of Yangzhou's information, and continued to browse through it.
"My lord, Princess Chu and Princess Beijing are here, grandma said to let you go." Qingwen reported.
Because Zhenxue's daughter, Shui Xin, has already recognized Qin Keqing as her godmother, and Jia Heng, as a godfather, why did she have to meet and give gifts as a gift to recognize her godfather? I didn't care about it.
Jia Heng put down the book in his hand, thinking of the tenderness of Princess Zhenxue of Beijing, his face paused, and he said in a deep voice, "Then I'll go and have a look."
(End of this chapter)