Lie down and eat melon in the protagonist group

Chapter 11

Ling Jing put down the tea cup and said with a smile: "Today you tell the maid that I have something to say to you in front of you. Well, I will make it clear to you in person. As long as I am here one day , don’t think about Ah Dang’s thoughts.”

Ling Huai said: "That is a private matter between me and her, and has nothing to do with you. You are too lenient."

Ling Jing stood up and said, "I am your eldest sister!"

Ling Huai let out a sigh of relief and said: "You are so cruel that you have to keep her at home all day and all night. I can't bear to see her getting depressed day by day. Third sister, it's my fault to take her out without permission today, but I There is absolutely no selfish intention this time. It’s just because you went too far and I couldn’t bear to see it, so I did this helpless move.”

"Am I cruel? Am I too much?" Ling Jing laughed angrily, "It's so funny. You hid her from us for seven years. Isn't it too cruel to be too cruel?!"

"Yes, I hid her for seven years, but I never restricted her freedom." Ling Huai said sternly, "You are used to being in the deep palace for a long time, but she is not. She is locked up in a golden cage. She will die. I'm not bluffing you. If you don't believe it, just catch a tit that only knows how to forage and raise it in a cage. Even if you have good intentions, you will definitely die in less than three days."

Another argument, another bad breakup.

Ling Huai returned to the courtyard with a sullen face, sat on the stone bench, and stared at the round moon in trance.

Ah Dang once told him to raise tits in a golden cage.

He was well aware of her bad habit of being soft-hearted, and he often used this as a weakness to manipulate her and indulge his own selfish desires. He never thought that she was the one who had been soft-hearted to him and allowed him to have his own selfish ambitions. In the end, it was she who was so hard-hearted towards him.

The last time he saw her in his previous life, the words she said still resonate in his ears, and every word is like a knife piercing him.

"I refuse. I am not your golden phoenix raised in a golden nest in a boudoir. I am a tit. I will die in a golden cage. I will die on hunger strike and die on exhaustion. You are not only the king of Huainan, but also the prince. The emperor who ascends to the world and is surrounded by beauties. At any time, you have the right to choose. I am the choice. The answer is not unique. To do the right thing when you are in a high position, you must weigh it again and again and choose the best. Obviously, I am not your best choice. , you are not a good match for me. You can't tell the truth, and I can't open up my heart and soul, and force a couple to have a grudge. It's better to have a decent life in separate parts of the world, and we can have a drink and talk to each other again for the rest of our lives, and everyone is happy. There is no end in the world. Goodness and beauty, both giving and gaining are already complete. That’s it for today, you don’t need to say more, see you another day.”

The cool wind in the autumn night suddenly blew away the remaining leaves on the ground, leaving the people in the courtyard filled with sadness.

Early the next morning, Ling Cen took Xiao Qi to Ling Dang and spoke harshly to her in an aggrieved and forceful manner.

"I misjudged you! I used to be so close to you and thought of you for all the delicious food and fun, but you went behind my back and ran away with Fifth Brother without taking me with you! I won't be with you either! Let's break up our friendship. ! Xiaoqi, let’s go! From now on, I will only be with you, and we will elope without them!”

"..." What other nonsense did this little kid learn outside? ! elopement? ! Where did you learn the word?

Ling Dang raised his feet and chased out, shouting: "Acen, stop! Did you go upstairs with some unscrupulous people to listen to flower music?!"

Ling Cen vented his anger at her arrogantly, unable to say a good word, "Nothing can compare to the beautiful intestines in the fourth sister's belly. You can go play with the fifth brother. I won't accompany you anymore, hum!"

Hey, he calls himself young master. He has an extra two ounces of flesh three inches below his navel. Look at how impressive he is.

"Okay, let's break up our friendship now." Ling Dang stood there with his arms folded and sneered, "I won't have to take you with me next time I go out to play. I'll meet you later."

Ling Dang turned around and walked towards Ling Huai's courtyard.

"Fourth sister! I was wrong!" Ling Cen ran up to Sa YaZi and hugged her sticky arms, "We will continue to be friends, we will be friends with you, I will be with you. Hehe, what about that, when will the next time be, please give me an accurate message. Well, I can ask my eldest sister for some money in advance."

"Where's your money?" Ling Qiong didn't give Ling Cen Trading Company a jade medal? Or was he defeated privately?

He curled his lips and said: "Third sister thought I was spending money lavishly, so she confiscated the jade token of the trading company that the eldest sister gave me. Third sister is so partial, so she took mine! Fifth brother is a bigger spender than me, why not take his? !”

"..." Because you are the only one who is not doing your job properly! Cockfighting and weaving are all the rest of your entertainment. A few days ago, I heard from my elder sister that I met you playing dice in the gambling house! Xi is a dandy.

Xiao Qi raised her little face and said in a sweet voice: "Brother Six, steal the medicine and feed the insects."

Ling Cen was so frightened that he covered his mouth, leaned his neck and looked around. He only saw a few maids passing by the garden. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then punched Xiao Qi on the head.

He gestured with his fists and threatened in a vicious voice: "You keep talking nonsense! I'll take all the snacks you hide under the pillow and feed them to Gu! I'll beat you first, then I'll tell you to Third Sister, and then I'll beat you again!"

"It hurts!" Xiao Qi raised her short round arms to rub her head. Her hands were too short to touch the top of her head. She pulled her ears and temples and whimpered, looking at Ling Dang with an aggrieved look and complaining, "You are so cruel! You are bad! ! I don’t want you! The four families, beat him up!”

The two little guys have a lot of secrets.

"It's neither light nor heavy, be careful if Third Sister finds out and gives you a good beating." Ling Dang helped Xiao Qi rub his head, "Don't cry, don't cry, just rub it, exhale, it will hurt."

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Master Xu bid farewell and tried his best to persuade him to stay, but he was determined to leave.

Ling Qiong cleared the checkpoint out of the city, and the ferry was now closed. The imperial court specially sent official Gangshou to garrison, and all official roads except for grain and grass were prohibited.

Master Xu thought twice and decided to use a boat to smuggle the waterway. The boarding port was not outside Shangfu City, but had to go around the ferry in the center of the city.

Everyone in the Ling family set aside time to see Master Xu out of the city.

Next to the dense forest river at the foot of the mountain, Master Xu boarded the boat and waved them back, urging: "There are many refugees and bandits outside the city. It's not peaceful. Go back quickly."

Ling Qiong shouted to the lone boat going downstream: "Master Xu! You must remember to write a letter to report that you are safe! Have a safe trip! Take care! When you see A Feng, be sure to ask him to go home early!"

Ling Jing said: "Sister, stop shouting. We are already far away and Master Xu can't hear you."

Ling Qiong held Ling Jing's hand and said with an uneasy expression: "As soon as Master Xu left, I felt empty and uneasy. Jing, I can't calm down. The thought of Master Xu not being there to protect the house makes me panic."

The group of people walked back along the way they came. Ling Qiong looked at the lush mountains and forests and sighed: "You were right to oppose A Feng going to the battlefield. Even if he does nothing at home, I will rest assured."

"Okay, stop thinking so wildly, everyone is gone, and you are here to add hindsight." Ling Jing teased her.

Ling Cen ran in front of them, raised his arm and showed off his lean muscles, and said in a loud voice: "Sisters, don't be afraid! There is still me! I have remembered all the Kungfu taught me by Master Xu!"

As he spoke, he started gesticulating with his fists and kicks.

"The ghost is clever." Ling Qiong was pleased and distressed, "You can't even beat A Dang."

Ling Cen said proudly: "Fourth sister is a girl. Good men don't fight with girls. I usually let her do it on purpose! I'm so awesome. Master Xu even praises me. Don't believe me? Let Fifth Brother come and fight with me." Move, I'm sure to knock him down with one move! Hoho! Fifth brother, watch the move!"

Ling Huai dodged, grabbed the palm of his hand accurately, raised his foot and kicked him to the ground.

"Huh?" Ling Cen lay on the ground and looked at the sky with a blank look on his face.

If you fail to show off, you will be slapped in the face, which makes people laugh.

Ling Dang asked him with a smile: "I agreed to knock you down with one move, but it turns out you were the one I was talking about. Do you want Ah Huai to give you three more moves?"

Ling Cen stood up like a carp and yelled: "It doesn't count! It didn't count just now! Fifth brother, you took action before I even started to exert force! Do you understand that you should be polite first and then attack? Come again!"

"I won't fight you." Ling Huai stepped aside as lightly as a swallow, avoiding the fight. "It's boring for me to win, but it's boring for you to lose."

"Who are you looking down on?!" "You."

"Let's see if I don't beat you to pieces today!"

The two of them fought back and forth.

There was a path at the corner ahead. Ling Qiong took Ling Jing and walked in front. Ling Dang followed closely behind. Ling Cen pestered Ling Huai and kept fighting. Two maids and a strong woman fell behind, followed by a few others. The famous servant Ding escorted him.

Two carriages stopped at the entrance of the trail, leaving the coachman and the boy to watch the carriages.

Before reaching the carriage, I saw a young man in patchwork monk's clothes standing at the entrance of the trail from a distance, carrying a bamboo-backed basket with a hoe and various herbs in it.

Ling Qiong felt that the poor boy looked familiar.

As soon as the young man saw them, he immediately saluted with his hands clasped in their direction.

"The young monk has met the donor."

"Is it you?!" Ling Qiong quickened her pace and ran forward, circling him to look around, "The fake monk who blocked my sedan chair early in the morning to beg for black clothes."

"It's me. The donor has a good memory and still remembers the young monk. The young monk is already ill and has become a monk. It's just that the time has not come yet and he has not given any precepts." The young monk's eyes are clear and cheerful, and his body and mind are upright. The breeze in the mountains and forests here is more pleasing to the eye because of him.

Ling Huai glanced back and forth for a week, then glanced at Ling Jing, who had a cold face and cold eyes. He curled his lips and lowered his eyelashes to hide his interest.

Ling Qiong asked: "Why are you here? Collecting herbs?"

"Yes. This mountain is based on Yishan."

"Huh? What a coincidence." Ling Qiong raised her eyes and looked at the mountain, "What kind of temple do you have? Is it up there?"

"I heard about the temple, yes." Ji Ji had a pleasant attitude from the beginning to the end, which made people feel good like a bright spring day. "Donor, are you going on a trip today?"

Ling Qiong nodded: "Well, I'm worried about what's going to happen now."

Ji has said: "Donor, would you like to go up the mountain to have a look?"

Ling Qiong quietly glanced at Ling Jing to express inquiry.

Ling Jing smiled and said, "Please, young master, please lead the way."

Ji has led them up the mountain.

Wenguan Temple is located on the top of the mountain. The road up the mountain is winding and winding. Walking up the mountainside, you can see the eaves of the temple in the distance, separated by a steep stone step, and the guardrail has not yet been built.

Ling Qiong raised her head and looked up, and said to Ji Ji: "Monk, we are unfamiliar with this place in the wilderness. You are not deliberately leading us up the mountain to seek wealth and death, are you?"

Ji had already recited the Buddha's name and said warmly: "The donor is joking."

The temple on the mountain is small and pitifully shabby, with shabby houses and crumbling tiles. Sitting cross-legged in the main hall was a skinny old monk in patchwork gray clothes. He was hunched over and tapping the wooden fish with his back to the entrance of the stone steps.

Ji already stood outside the door, bowed and saluted, and called softly: "Abbott."

The sound of wooden fish stopped suddenly.

Ling Jing's eyes flashed like a cold pool, and she spoke softly: "What do you call the abbot?"

Ji helped the old monk to stand up and turned around slowly. His face was covered with gray eyebrows and beards. The clouds covered the fog and it was difficult to see his true face in Lushan. However, when he saw his gray beard trembling slightly, he said: "Old monk's name is Guiyi." .”

The sound is like a loud bell, as if it comes from ancient times.

An old bracelet hung in his hand, with only a Buddhist bead hanging from the bottom of the rope. The beads were old and full of cracks, as if they might break at any time.

Ling Dang subconsciously stared at the remaining Buddhist bead, fearing that it would break. The old monk shook slightly, and the Buddhist bead also moved, and Ling Dang's heart trembled immediately.

Guiyi put his hands together, and with the help of Ji Ji, he bowed to the people outside the door and said, "I would like to thank the donor for giving the medicine to save the emergency."

"Return to one? When one or two of them return to one?" Ling Jing looked at the Buddhist beads in his hand and wondered, "Why did it return to one? Shouldn't it return to two? Or is there someone else in the temple?"

Gui Yi slowly said: "Yes. Gui Yi means taking refuge in my Buddha. Lao Na's name comes from here. There is no Gui Er here. There are only Lao Na and the young monk Ji Ji in the temple, and there are no other people."

Ling Jing glanced around with her peripheral vision and asked, "Can we go into the temple and have a look?"

Gui Yi nodded, "Please do so."

Ling Jing took Ling Qiong's arm and dragged her in and out, going all over the Wenguan Temple, even the latrines.

"...What are you looking for?" Ling Qiong endured it all the way, but finally couldn't help asking.

Ling Jing froze, turned around, and said with a flawless smile, "It's nothing, I just thought that the two monks, the old and the young, had limited mobility and still lived in such a remote place, for fear of hiding something fishy. "

Ling Qiong narrowed her eyes and said suspiciously, "Really? Then why did you just say that the old monk should be called Gui Er? Do you know a monk named Gui Er?"

Ling Jing calmly said, "No. I just feel that there are fellow disciples like Gui Yi, Zi Gui Two, Gui Three, etc. That's all, don't think too much about it."

Ling Qiong said helplessly: "Then have you finished shopping? It's getting late, and as soon as the city gate is closed, we have to sleep outdoors tonight. Xiaoqi is at home alone, don't you worry?"

When the two returned to the Zhengfo Hall, they saw only Ling Cen, who was happily pestering the old monk Gui Yi with questions.

Ling Jing asked anxiously: "Where are Ah Dang and Ah Huai?"

Ji has stepped forward to greet them and said, "The two little donors have gone down the mountain on their own."

"You let the two children go down the mountain by themselves?!" Ling Jing suddenly lost all composure, pulled out the hairpin without hastily covering her ears, put her hair against the door, and pointed the sharp point directly at his heart, "Say! Lead us What’s the purpose of going up the mountain?!”

The situation became tense in the blink of an eye. Ling Qiong didn't even have time to react, and watched helplessly as Ling Jing threatened the amiable little monk with a hairpin in her hand.

"Third sister, you misunderstood!" Ling Cen responded first and quickly stepped forward to hold Ling Jing's sleeve, "It's the fifth brother. He insisted that the fourth sister go down the mountain with him, and he refused to let Brother Ji Ji see him off. "

Ling Jing was suspicious, stared at Ji Ji and asked, "Why? What happened?"

(End of this chapter)