I steamed buns for the general

Chapter 1

In the early autumn, the weather was a bit cooler sooner or later, and the bright morning sun slowly rose from the east, casting a faint warm light on the remote courtyard of Jiuruan.Facing the rising sun, Zhijin cleaned up the yard and went to the kitchen to steam steamed buns before going back to the room to wash up.

After washing her face, Zhijin sat down at the table, holding a palm-sized bronze mirror in her hand, and took a long time to see the face inside before she sighed.

She was actually reborn, and it was back to when she was 13 years old two years ago.

The 13-year-old Zhijin looks a little immature, and her small face has not opened yet, but it is not difficult to see her good looks, her delicate eyebrows, her big eyes that are as misty as autumn water, shining brighter than obsidian, and her slightly upturned red lips , small and tall nose bridge, fair skin with no pores.

The most attractive thing is the small tear mole at the corner of the eye, which adds a lot of color to the original vivid facial features.

She was originally a beautiful woman, if she was born in an ordinary family, she would be able to find a good home in a few years and live her life in peace and stability.

Naihe was reborn and woke up as a nun, as if she couldn't get rid of the fate of a nun.

The person in the mirror frowned slightly, and his thoughts drifted a little.

She was a child picked up by her master from a mass grave in the suburbs of Beijing. Except for the word 'Zhijin' embroidered on the clothes she was wearing at that time, there was nothing about her life experience.From the time I can remember, I stayed with my master on the mountain, took the dharma name 'Qingshui', thinking that I would live such an ordinary life, but I didn't want to be killed by others.

In her previous life, she was killed by Uncle Jing'an and host Jinghai, just because she was born good-looking, Jing'an's concubine fell in love with her, which made Jing'an feel bad and wanted to push her into the river while she was carrying water.It's a pity that she was desperately dragged up by her master, but unexpectedly a month later, she was beaten to death for knocking over the spices of the host teacher Tai Jinghai.

This time the master failed to save her, but just hugged her before she died, crying and begging God not to be a nun again in the next life.Zhijin also begged like this before she died, and even begged Lord Yan like this when she arrived in the underworld, but Lord Yan seemed to have forgotten her request, and made her come back here as soon as she opened her eyes.

This is a den of wolves that eat people without spitting out their bones.

Zhijin came back to her senses and quietly looked at herself in the mirror, she still looked too weak, although she was beautiful, she still had some sorrows that she didn't have in her first life.In her previous life, she was killed because she was too weak and cowardly.Thinking of all the dirty things in this nunnery, the reincarnated person unconsciously frowned his delicate eyebrows.

It would be a lie to say that you are not lost, but there is nothing you can do about it.When I woke up in the middle of the night the day before yesterday, I found that I had returned to this time again, with surprises and disappointments.Fortunately, with the experience of the previous life, after being surprised, I accepted it calmly. This life can't be as useless as the previous life, and I must protect myself well.

The sound of walking could be heard outside one after another, presumably the senior sister and master must have woken up.

Zhijin came back to her senses, looked at herself in the glasses again, and the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously.

It's good to be alive, this time she can't be weak anymore.After thinking about it, he frowned slightly. It is not easy to become strong after being weak for more than ten years.But knowing what was going to happen in the previous life, she couldn't fall into trouble again.It's better to take one step at a time, maybe this life can be safe.

If the woman in the mirror does not look at the gray nun hat on her head, she is a very beautiful girl.At this moment, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, and there are more things in the eyes that have never been seen in the previous life.

"Qingshui, are you awake?" Senior sister Qingyu's voice came from outside the door, soft and pampering.

If she didn't know about her past life, she might be really happy to have such a senior sister, but she already knew that she was betrayed and made a scapegoat in her previous life, so how could she get close to her without any grievances.

However, she is still 13-year-old Qingshui and still doesn't know Qingyu's thoughts, so she adjusted her expression and responded sweetly: "Senior sister, I'm already up, the steamed buns are ready, you can cook."

Saying that, he opened the door casually, his face already covered with a dependent smile, Qingyu glanced at her quietly, was also dazzled by the bright smiling face, was stunned for a moment, then smiled and turned to go to the kitchen .

Seeing Qingyu's figure getting farther and farther away, the smile on Zhijin's face gradually faded, and the corner of his mouth curled into a vaguely sarcastic smile.What sisterhood is deep, what is gentle and kind, it is nothing but selfishness and good at disguising.

After breakfast, Zhijin went to the master to have a conversation with the master, and then left.As soon as he went out, Qingyu stopped him: "Qingshui, the hostess told you to come over."

"Hey, I got it, I'll go there right away." Zhijin agreed, and then walked out beside Qingyu.

Qingyu was one year old when Zhijin was older, but when she came to the nunnery, she was already nine years old and at the age of understanding, now she was walking with Zhijin, and asked aloud: "Do you know why the hostess called you? "

Zhijin glanced at her, shook her head suspiciously, she was full of childishness, and said, "I don't know, maybe there is something else for me to do." Zhijin tilted her head, thinking of what was about to happen in her previous life No matter what, she couldn't get close to Qingyu no matter what.

Zhijin in the previous life was too stupid to be deceived. All the nuns in the nunnery liked to order her to do that.The master went to beg a few times, but was scolded by the presiding master, and he didn't dare to take care of it, but just helped in private.

This would call her over and order something else to be done.Just thinking of what happened next, Zhijin curled her lips and smiled silently.

"Is there anything happy about Qingshui?" Qingyu was surprised to see Qingshui's usual smile, and couldn't help being stunned.

"Ah." Zhijin came back to her senses, and hurriedly returned to her tenderness and innocence, "No, Senior Sister, let's go quickly, don't make Teacher too anxious."

Qingyu froze for a moment, always feeling that something was wrong, and when she came to her senses, Zhijin had already stopped and looked at her strangely.Busily put away these thoughts, walked forward with a gentle smile.

The two parted ways at the end of the corridor.Not long after Zhijin left, she arrived at the room of the host, Tai Jinghai.

The presiding teacher, Tai Jinghai, only raised her head slightly when she saw Zhijin coming, "Go to the pharmacy in the town down the mountain and get some medicine." She said and handed over a prescription.The posture is high and high, and the tone is more domineering like you have to be grateful for working for me.

Zhijin stretched out her hand to take it, and went out after saluting. When she reached the door, she heard Jinghai say in a low voice, "Go and come back quickly, don't let others see the prescription, and you are not allowed to peek. Also, when someone asks you, you don't need to answer, just Just remember to buy medicine and come back.”

"Yes." Zhijin tucked the pharmacy into her sleeves, lowered her brows and lowered her eyes, and retreated.

Although she has the experience of the previous life, she understands that the trajectory of life after rebirth may not necessarily follow the previous life, but no matter how much a person's character is changed, it still cannot be changed.Mrs. Jinghai is still so lifeless, and the master is still gentle and kind.

Fortunately, so far, it is still going the same way as in the previous world, so she will not go wrong if she walks carefully, right?

Thinking of Master, Zhijin's face softened a little. I am afraid that only Master treats her best in this world.In her previous life, she was beaten to death. Before her death, her master held her and cried all the time, and pleaded with the presiding teacher, but the presiding teacher ignored her until he beat her to death.

Beating people to death for a bag of spices is the living conditions of a nunnery.And the only one who treats her well in the nunnery is the master, who loves her like a mother, although she has never met her mother.It's a pity that she didn't see the tricks in the nunnery until she died, and she couldn't protect herself in time.In the next life, she must be careful and careful.

Before the softness on her face dissipated, she bumped into Qingyu in the front yard. Qingyu put down the broom in her hand and came over and asked curiously, "What did the hostess tell you?"

so curious?Curious that someone who never sweeps the front yard suddenly came to sweep the front yard?Hmph, Zhijin sneered secretly in her heart, but her face was full of innocent smiles: "It's okay, it's a bit of a cold, let me go down the mountain to buy some medicine and come back."

"Well, then you go early and come back early." Seeing that there was nothing to do, Qingyu threw the broom away and left. The leaves all over the garden seemed to have become decorations. A gust of autumn wind blew by, and a few leaves swirled in the air It fell back again, and the courtyard was quiet.

The corner of Zhijin's lips twitched to Jiuru'an.

It just rained last night, and the air in the mountains was very fresh. Zhijin walked down the mountain with brisk steps.

Jiuru Nunnery is located near the top of Jiuru Mountain. The incense is not very busy on weekdays, and most of the people who come to offer incense occasionally are residents from the surrounding towns at the foot of the mountain, and even further away are pilgrims from Jiu'an County.

The town at the foot of the mountain is called Jiuru Town, and the only few streets are full of onlookers at the moment, and only after listening to their talk, Zhijin realizes that there is actually a triumphant team passing by here.

A few mighty generals were sitting on the tall horses in front of them. The people in the small town were awed by their evil aura. They looked at the god of war in their hearts from a distance, but they didn't dare to take a step forward.Zhijin only looked up for a look, then was disturbed by the evil spirit on the leading general's body, bowed her head and folded her hands together and retreated to the back of the crowd, waiting quietly for the team to pass before going to the pharmacy.

On a tall horse, Qin Jin, who was dressed in military uniform, had a cold side face and tight lips. He turned his head and glanced casually. His cold eyes happened to catch a glimpse of a little nun in a monk's robe. His eyes were as bright as autumn water, and his expression was calm. The surprise faded immediately, and he lowered his head after just a glance, hiding a trace of timidity.

After a lifetime, he saw this little nun again.The last time was in the previous life. He took a quick look at Jiuru Town on the eve of his expedition, but he just came back from a battle. When he went to inquire again, he heard the news of the death of the little nun.In this life, he saw her ahead of time, and his big eyes were lowered timidly, and his heart, which had been calm for many years, moved again.

"Stop!" Qiao Feng tightened the reins, saw the general's hand stretching out, hurriedly stopped the troops, and looked at Qin Jin in confusion.

Seeing Qin Jin sitting on the horse and looking at someone in the crowd with his head tilted, Qiao Feng inquired and looked at it. It was a small-looking little nun who lowered her head carefully, clasped her hands together, and couldn't see her expression clearly. .

Master, what's the matter?Could it be that he fell in love with this little nun?

Qiao Feng rubbed his head and looked at Qin Jin puzzled, but he was startled in his heart: Master is usually not a womanizer, but now he looks at a nun like this, could it be possible that he fell in love with a nun?I'll be good, if that's the case, then it's fine.It's the biggest news of the year.

But this is on the street, a slight pause may cause commotion, Qiao Feng tentatively reminded: "General?"

"Set up camp at the foot of Jiuru Mountain for the time being. The general wants to recuperate." Qin Jin glanced at the little nun after giving the order, and then rode away.

Qiao Feng was even more puzzled. They received the emperor's order to return to the capital. They didn't need a lot of money, but the general on the way made everyone march quickly. Jiurushan...

And... to recuperate?Qiao Feng looked at him suspiciously. Their general was indeed injured, but the injury on his shoulder was not very serious, and he had been injured before with more serious injuries, but he did not pay as much attention to it as he did now. Why did he suddenly I've changed my temper.

The military order was like a mountain, Qiao Feng didn't think too much and quickly ordered the horse to follow. After walking a long way, he looked back at the place he came from, and saw the little nun raised her head, her eyes were like autumn water, and her brows were lightly frowned, which made people love her.

It wasn't until the sound of hooves could no longer be heard that Zhijin took a long breath of relief and raised her head and left slowly.She could feel the scorching gaze just now, like two bolts of lightning, which scorched her outside and tender inside, and she didn't dare to take a breath.Walking on the street where the crowd has dispersed, you can still feel the weakness of your limbs and your shortness of breath.

Of course, she was terrified.She was timid to begin with, and she was even more timid in her previous life. In this life, because she knew what happened in the previous life, she was a little more courageous. Even though she had the intention to be strong, she couldn't help but feel the timidity in her bones when she saw the team just now. drilled out.

Sure enough, a person's nature is difficult to change.

Arriving at the pharmacy, Zhijin handed the prescription to the shopkeeper behind the counter, and stood aside to wait. The shopkeeper was a man in his 40s. He unfolded the prescription and gave Zhijin a strange look.

Knowing that there is no doubt about him, he clasped his hands together and bent down to salute: "Amitabha." The voice was clear and clear, like the voice of an oriole. Although it was deliberately lowered like other monks, it did not reduce the sweetness of the voice. It trembled in people's hearts. At my age, I couldn't help but take a few more glances.

The little nun looks [-] or [-] years old, and her appearance is still very immature, but the facial features that are slowly growing are not exquisite, more is too thick, less is too light, this appearance is just worthy of the word "Qingcheng".

It's just the medicine that the little nun wants to grab...

The shopkeeper couldn't believe it, so he looked up at her again, and asked incredulously, "Are you sure you want the medicine on this prescription?".

Zhijin frowned, and although she didn't understand why the shopkeeper could speak like that, she still nodded.But she couldn't help being a little surprised in her heart, what kind of medicine it was, she remembered that she came out to grab the medicine in her last life, but she really didn't know what it was.

The shopkeeper looked at her suspiciously and shook his head, then turned to dispense the medicine.Not long after, he handed the prepared medicine to Zhijin, and when he was done, he still did not give up and asked, "Who used this?"

Zhijin was even more perplexed, you just grab the medicine and you care who I give it to.But thinking of the presiding teacher's entrustment before coming here, he still shook his head and did not speak.

It wasn't until Zhijin paid the money and left with the medicine that the shopkeeper sighed and shook his head and said, "Oh, it's such a bad day, a nun actually bought this kind of medicine."

A man dressed in military uniform came in at the door. When he came in, he happened to pass by Zhijin. He was also attracted by Zhijin's appearance for a moment, but the other party was a nun, so he didn't like to look at him too much, so he turned his head and went into the pharmacy soon. lobby.

"Shopkeeper, nuns can't buy medicine anymore?" Zhang Yao asked cheerfully.

The shopkeeper looked up at him, then shook his head and sighed: "It's not that you can't buy medicine, it's just that medicine... a decent nun should buy it. Look at a pretty little nun, but she actually does such a thing. Alas, I'm really old, I can't look down on such scandalous things."

Zhang Yao was stunned for a moment, as if there was something hidden. Thinking of the little nun's eyes like autumn water and her beautiful face just now, he was even more puzzled. Curiosity aroused, and he asked again: "What medicine is worthy of the shopkeeper's sigh?"

"The abortion pill."

(End of this chapter)