boudoir

Chapter 6
Yongxin still closed his eyes and folded his palms together, and replied: "Phase is born from the heart, the benefactor has the thought of life in his heart, and all things will naturally come to life, but the benefactor has no thought of life, and all things are dead things."

Liuli stood for a while, seeing the monk recited the scriptures again, she walked slowly to the opposite side, sat down on Mrs. He's futon, and picked up the scriptures on the case.

"Dare to ask Master, what are these two words?"

She pointed to the word "Nirvana" that Huanhua explained during the day.

Yongxin opened his eyes and said, "Since the benefactor is already in the fire, how can he not know 'Nirvana'?"

Liuli's fists began to sweat: "You really know me..." Feeling lost again, she hurriedly suppressed her expression and pressed her lips together.After calming down, she said again: "Master devoted himself to solving disasters for the He family, and he must have been introduced as a confidant by Master Shang Shu."

There is a deep meaning in this remark, and there is no reason why Yongxin doesn't understand it. He put the ten together and proclaimed Buddha: "The almsgiver is too worried. The monks don't care about the world of mortals. The world's origins and extinctions all have cause and effect. I don't do anything against the sky."

Liuli hummed: "I'm relieved, the master is well-known, I believe he won't embarrass the little girl." She took the silver bracelet and tried the untouched tea on the table with Mrs. He, took a sip, and took another sip. Said: "What I am worried about now is that if there is no accident, I will become a house slave of He Mansion in three days, and sign a contract of sale that I will never be able to get back. Does the master have a way to break it?"

Yong Xin held on to the Buddhist beads and said slowly: "The destiny is what comes, it's what people do. The benefactor acts cautiously, and he will surely turn evil into good fortune."

Seeing him playing Tai Chi again, Liuli thought he couldn't come up with any questions, and when she was annoyed, she saw that there was a pen and paper, and began to write casually.

"Master is the only person in this world who I can talk to right now. If you give me some hints this time, when I feel proud in the future, I will donate hundreds of thousands of incense money to thank the Buddha. Wouldn't it be kind?"

Yongxin didn't intend to nod.

Liuli got up, and was about to salute, when Yongxin suddenly picked up her note and looked at it. "Yizhen, is that your name?" Liuli nodded.Two sentences written on the paper: Yizhen is also false, and false is also true; once the heart dies, Nirvana is reborn.Liuli's handwriting is good, and he is always proud of himself, thinking that he has caught his fancy, so he is full of hope: "Can you make a point or two like this?" Yongxin shook his head: "I can't."

Liuli was extremely frustrated, but there was another knock on the door: "Master, the time has come."

Now that the time has come, it's time to adjourn the meeting, and the servants outside will all come in.Liuli gave up her heart, and bowed to Yongxin, "I also hope that the master will not reveal Yizhen's whereabouts. If I have a chance in the future, I will kiss you at the White Horse Temple and thank you."

Yan Bi quickly retreated back the same way.

When Liuli returned to Xiaokuayuan, there was no one in the room, so she didn't know where Cuiying had gone.So he went to the kitchen to scoop up water to wash his feet. When he lifted the lid of the pot, he found that there was still broth left in the pot beside him. He thought it was because the house had been fasting for days. Finally, these people couldn't bear it anymore and started eating meat secretly.

Liuli still covered the pot, and went back to bed after washing.

In the morning of the next day, someone still delivered food, a bowl of japonica rice porridge, two spring rolls, a plate of pickled bamboo shoots and two siu mai.After tidying up, Liuli sat by the table, took advantage of Cuiying's back to pick out the clothes she was going to wear today, and took the silver bracelet to test the poison.In the end, I tried the japonica rice porridge, spring rolls and siu mai, and it was fine. Putting the silver chopsticks in the pickled bamboo shoots, a bell immediately turned black.She secretly wrapped the pickled bamboo shoots in a handkerchief and put them in her purse.

Liuli asked the woman who brought the food: "Which mother made these pickled bamboo shoots, they are so delicious."

The mother-in-law was a little proud and a little contemptuous: "This is made by Sister Mao, the second steward of the big kitchen. Sister Mao's pickled side dishes are the fourth Madam's favorite food, let alone you! The girl is also very lucky, and she just met Miss Jinse Now, by the way, I added something to you."

Jinse is Nie's big servant girl, and the fifth girl is Nie's daughter. If it is said that this poison is not the work of He Yanhua's plan, Liuli will not believe it.

It's just that she's not Yuhua, so why did she have a crush on herself?Is it because Mrs. Nie has always been attached to Mrs. Yu?

The scripture chanting session started at Chen hour, and now it was Mao hour, and Liu Li was sitting in front of the window turning over the scriptures.Cuiying opened the curtains, and the early morning mist rushed in, bringing a chill.

Liuli simply walked out of the corridor.A foot away from the corridor is a well, and two people face each other squatting under the roses to wash clothes.Liuli looked at the mist in a daze, and remembered that she lived directly in the Buddhist hall because she also chanted sutras at night.This time I changed to live in this small courtyard. I don't know if there is any mystery.

Suddenly there was the sound of splashing water by the well, and the two laundry men stood up holding one end of the quilt, twisting each other left and right.

Liuli looked intently, and saw that the gray dress on the left was older, with all her hair pulled up and tied up with a wooden hairpin, she was an old woman.The one on the right is very young, eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing lotus root pigment shirt, hibiscus face, hanging eyes, and a red Shanshan hairpin on his head, which is very eye-catching.

Liuli immediately remembered the plate of mung bean cake.

There is no lack of sexual affairs in the compound of the deep house. Yesterday the man in Tsing Yi sneakily sent mung bean cakes to the room, and the coral hairpin that was under the plate was stuck on the woman's head again.It's just that the man looked familiar, and he was dressed as a steward. Which yard was he from?
I only heard the old woman say, "I'm at work today, and I don't have time to wash the rest. You help me tidy it up, and thank you later." She wiped her hands on the front of her clothes and was about to leave.

(End of this chapter)