The cousin girl plays the role of silly and sweet every day

Understand astronomy and geography, explore the destiny of the country, and pray for the country.

Abbot Hongguang can be regarded as a national master.

Although he was not happy and did not accept it, everyone tacitly acquiesced.

Jiang Wenyu's words were a bit straightforward, and Hong Guang was not surprised, as if he had already known that she would ask such a question.

He poured her a cup of tea pleasantly.

Jiang Wenyu thanked him, took a sip and almost spit it out.

……so bitter.

"I would rather have broken jade than complete tiles." Hong Guang said slowly.

Jiang Wenyu pursed his lips, a bitter taste overflowing from the tip of his tongue.

Hongguang's eyes contained compassion like a monk: "Everything in the world has its destiny, Miss Jiang, don't worry."

Hearing this, Jiang Wenyu was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

It seems that the secret must not be leaked.

"Master!"

A male voice suddenly sounded.

Jiang Wenyu looked over.

At the corner of the pavilion, a young monk wearing a sea green monk's robe with a wide waist and wide sleeves, a round collar and square breasts, holding a potted plant in one hand and dragging the person behind him with the other, was walking towards this side angrily.

"Master! You have to make the decision for me! Senior brother, he went too far! He even cut off my Guanyin grass!"

A young monk from Zhilan Yushu, about fourteen or five years old, complained.

Jiang Wenyu saw the person behind him clearly and felt a little surprised.

Tan Shu, who also noticed her, raised his eyebrows: "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to light a lantern for my grandfather," Jiang Wenyu said.

The young monk, overwhelmed with anger, finally discovered Jiang Wenyu's presence, but because he was holding Panzai, he could not put his hands together, so he could only lower his head in a hurry and said in a harmonious voice: "Hello, girl."

Jiang Wenyu said: "Hello."

The expression on Hong Guang's face did not change at all, and he shouted: "Chang Luan."

Changwang is the word of Tanshu.

Hearing him calling her, Tan Shu reached out and touched Ming An's round and bald head, and said with a smile: "Abbott, don't be angry, I'm here to apologize."

Jiang Wen Yuxin said, your attitude is more like you are here to raise an army and ask for guilt.

But...senior brother?
The prince, who is called a ghost by everyone, is actually a Buddhist disciple?
Ming'an pushed away Tan Shu's evil hand and said with wide eyes, "Senior brother, you are too violent and it will harm your fortune!"

Tan Shu said with a bastard look on his face: "I have suffered too many evil retributions, and there is no shortage of this one."

Ming'an was speechless.

Jiang Wenyu's eyes fell on Tan Shu.

It seems that the prince often does naughty things.

Tan Shuruo felt something and raised his eyes to meet Jiang Wenyu's gaze.

Jiang Wenyu smiled in a friendly manner.

The eyes seemed to be filled with bright light.

She seems very happy.

Talk about special thoughts.

Hongguang had long been accustomed to the childish and noisy behavior of Tan Shu and Ming'an and did not express any thoughts.

Master Hongguang's meditation time was approaching, so he got up and left.

Ming'an rolled his eyes, sat down opposite Jiang Wenyu, placed the plant on the stone table, and asked:

"Miss Jiang, do you have time later?"

Behind this question is asking for help.

Jiang Wenyu still said: "Yes."

Ming'an took out a red ribbon and asked sincerely: "Can you help me hang this thing on the sala tree in front of the temple in the back hall?"

Tan Shu, who was standing next to him, raised his eyebrows and said to Ming'an, "Young man, why don't you take care of others?"

Ming'an shouted: "Senior brother, you don't care, why are you talking about me?"

"I have never recited sutras, offered incense, and prayed to the Buddha." Tan Shu said, "I am going to cause trouble for the Lord Buddha and his old man?"

Ming'an was momentarily speechless.

For a long time, he was so annoyed that he choked out: "Then don't go!"

Ming'an turned to look at Jiang Wenyu and put on a smile: "Miss Jiang, don't be angry, senior brother, he is like this, gentle brother Ruyan can be so angry by senior brother every day that he becomes full of samadhi."

Brother Yan.

It should be referring to Tan Shu's brother Tan Yan.

"The ribbon means peace and good luck in life, but with such a senior brother, I am destined to be unstable." Ming'an looked pitiful and sighed maturely, "Master said that this ribbon must be hung up, so I had to ask Miss Jiang to do it for me. .”

Senior brother gave him a sideways glance, Ming'an touched his nose and pretended not to see it.

Although he had a talk with Hong Guang, Jiang Wenyu did not believe in Buddhism in his heart.

Doing and thinking are always two different things.

Just hanging a ribbon, she thought it was nothing.

Jiang Wenyu smiled and said, "Okay." He happened to be a little bored.

Ming'an happily brought the silk to her and walked back holding his broken plant.

When Ming'an Kankan and Tan Shu were in contact with each other, he raised his chin triumphantly.

The next moment, Tan Shuqu tapped his forehead with his fingers. "Brother!"

"If you continue to deceive other people's sympathy, I will tear your head apart and make a wooden fish."

Ming'an touched his bare forehead and ran away like a thunderbolt.

Tan Shu tilted his head and looked at Jiang Wenyu again. She was holding the tea cup in both hands, taking a sip of tea and frowning.

Tan Shu came closer and sat on the stone bench next to her: "What are you drinking?"

Jiang Wenyu said with a grimace, "Bitter tea."

Tan Shu reached out and picked up a clean cup and poured it on his own.

He took a sip and said without changing his expression: "You don't have to drink it if you don't like it."

Jiang Wenyu's pupils dilated slightly: "This is the tea brewed by Master Hongguang himself!"

"It doesn't matter who cooked it. If you don't like it, the Jade Emperor can refuse it even if he cooks it."

Jiang Wenyu was about to politely say, "I don't dare," when he heard Tan Shu say, "You don't have to endure hardship."

Jiang Wenyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, then looked at him intently.

The prince always behaves confidently and calmly, as if nothing can make him feel nervous.

I don’t know if it’s true or just pretending.

Tan Shu let her stare at her for a while before saying, "Have you finished lighting the lantern?"

Jiang Wenyu came to his senses and nodded: "Yes, it's finished. I'll go to the back hall to hang the ribbon later."

Tan Shu doesn't like to interfere in other people's decisions.

Since she agreed and decided to go, let her go.

He hummed: "Do you know the way?"

Jiang Wenyu paid attention to his surroundings along the way, so he naturally knew where the apse was.

"Know."

Tan Shu remembered the last time she got lost, and looked at Jiang Wenyu with some suspicion.

Jiang Wenyu: “…If I go wrong, I can ask a monk for directions.

"The monk is busy chanting sutras and has no time." Tan Shu stood up and said, "I will show you the way."

The location of the apse is relatively remote. After bypassing three verandas and passing through a small jungle, I saw the sal trees hanging with various creeds.

Jiang Wenyu raised his head, stood on tiptoes, and tied the ribbon to the small branch with his five fingers.

"Your Majesty, I've tied him up!"

Tan Shu glanced.

She tied a bow, and the ribbon fluttered in the wind, like a smart animal.

For no reason, Tan Shu raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Dark clouds silently enveloped the earth, and rain suddenly fell from the sky.

"It's raining." Jiang Wenyu put his hand on his forehead, "Your Majesty, let's go."

It rained heavily during the Qingming Festival, and the rain came quickly. The two of them were not prepared and walked quickly to the eaves, still catching some cotton rain.

"Your Majesty, the rain is getting heavier and heavier."

Tan Shu glanced at Jiang Wenyu, whose hair was slightly dyed with mist, and said calmly: "I'm not blind."

"..."

Jiang Wenyu turned to look at him. Before he could see clearly, a piece of clothing was suddenly thrown away involuntarily.

Tan Shu took off his robe and wrapped it around her body. He raised his slender fingers and pulled at it. The robe covered Jiang Wenyu's head, hugging her head and body.

"In this holy land of Buddhism, what are the rules if you catch a cold and sneeze?"

Jiang Wenyu blinked in a daze. His body temperature was still there in his outer robe. The warm temperature contrasted with the cold rain. Just like him, he could not be ignored.

It was raining in the sky, and the showers were lashing the ground, and the rain was splashing and confusing.

A refreshing fragrance lingers in the nose, not as strong as incense, but light and pleasant to smell.

Like the summer sunshine, clean and comfortable.

Jiang Wenyu raised his face and stared at Tan Shu through the thin rain and fog.

The cool wind blew through Tan Shu's forehead, and his eyes were dark and quiet, showing no emotion at all.

Ming'an ran over to give Jiang Wenyu an umbrella. Unexpectedly, he saw Tan Shu and said in surprise: "Huh? Senior brother, why are you here?"

Logically speaking, at this time, the weird senior brother should be sitting half dead on the recliner with his long legs crossed, playing with something with one hand and placing it randomly with the other.

However, senior brother appeared here.

It is a once-in-a-hundred-year experience, extremely rare, comparable to the blooming of an iron tree.

The level of fear in the junior brother's heart was no less than that the senior brother wanted to knock his head like a wooden fish.

Tan Shu: "Stop talking nonsense, where is the umbrella?"

Ming'an handed him the umbrella with a strange look on his face.

Tan Shu took it, opened an elegant oil-paper umbrella with his long fingers, and handed it to Jiang Wenyu next to him.

"Take it."

Jiang Wenyu reached out and took it, smiling and thanking him.

Ming'an stood there blankly, at a loss.

He didn't know that his senior brother would be here, so he only brought an extra umbrella.

Jiang Wenyu held an umbrella, blinked his eyes, and asked Tan Shu: "Your Majesty, how are you going back?"

(End of this chapter)