Fragrance Returned

Xunxiang stopped laughing and said, Master Qiu, what a coincidence.

Qiu Wangzhi said, I passed by here on errands and suddenly wanted to eat ice cream.

Xunxiang walked to the door and said, Thank you, Sister Han, for me. As soon as Feifei comes to your house, I will send you beautiful anklets. I have sent many of them. He glanced at an ice cream stick and three ice cream sticks on the plate, and then said , “It’s freezing cold, so you should eat less ice cream.”

Qiu Wangzhi smiled, revealing the small tiger tooth on the left side.

Sister Han is bored staying at home. Every day she looks forward to Feifei going to accompany her. Oh, it's time for her to learn to read. I want to buy some books that children are interested in. Which books do you think are good, Princess?

Xunxiang came into the room and told him what books the children should read.

Luo Er and several girls went to another room, and Xun Xiang seemed to have accidentally said what Gao Shanzhu said yesterday.

The two of them had never explicitly said that Hong Yi was the eighth prince, but they both knew that the other knew the secret. It’s hard to tell, it’s specious.

Qiu Wangzhi's face turned serious and he whispered, It doesn't matter if it gets spread out, we have left some 'flaws'. For such a big thing to come out of Princess Mingshan's mouth, it should be the intention of King Qi. They will still have Next move.”

He shook his head again and sneered, King Qi looked at the scenery and the moon, and was not interested in court affairs. Now he can't bear it anymore...

Xun Xiang said, He is a prince, and there are not many people who can really take it seriously. He has been pretending for so long and suddenly stopped pretending. There must be something that makes him anxious.

Qiu Wangzhi looked at Xunxiang solemnly and said, Although Princess Xiangxiang is young and smart, like the Prince Consort, she is only interested in learning and common affairs, and is not interested in other things.

Hearing what Qiu Wangzhi said, he paid special attention to King Qi, and it was also to remind himself what to do.

Xunxiang felt relieved, I know that I won't get involved in right and wrong.

Qiu Wangzhi added, The Cai family is particularly interested in Xun Feng and seems to have sent someone to contact her...

Xunxiang snorted coldly. Xun Feng was not worthy of their interest. What they were interested in was Dong Yang behind Xun Feng, or her.

Since Xun Xiang's return, ambitious princes have tried to draw Princess Dongyang into their camp. King Kang and Dongyang have always been at odds with each other, knowing that they can't get over each other, and they are holding back something bad.

King Kang and the Cai family are really the most annoying bugs, and they deserve it no matter how hard they work. The emperor won't like to see them.

Xun Xiang said, Thank you, I will tell my uncle and let them pay attention.

Qiu Wangzhi finished the remaining ice cream, bought a few books suggested by Xun Xiang, and left Sipin Study Room.

Xun Xiang went into the house and wrote a letter and gave it to Jiang Xi, asking him to hand it to him when Xun Qianli went to the Yamen. Let the Xun family take good care of Xun Feng and don't be seduced into it...

In the evening, Xunxiang told Dongyang that she was going to Puguang Temple tomorrow to deliver snacks to the old monk.

What she didn't say was that not only was she provided with food, but she was also given sweaters, woolen trousers and gloves for the old and young monks, and cotton shoes and hats for the young monk alone.

Dongyang felt sorry for his daughter, It's freezing and snowy, don't get frozen. I just want to give you some food and let the servants go.

Of course, Xunxiang didn't dare to say that she missed the little monk, and said, It only seems sincere if I go in person. If something happens at home in the future, I can ask him to come to you.

Dongyang also knows that there are many benefits to having a good relationship with Master Mingyuan. He asked, Bring more this time and go again next time when spring begins.

At the beginning of the next morning, when it was still dark, Xunxiang hugged Feifei and got into the carriage. There was a charcoal stove burning in the carriage, and there was a mattress on my legs, so I didn't feel cold at all.

The western mountains are covered with snow, and there are far fewer people offering incense than in the other three seasons.

Going up the mountain in a sedan chair, she was still a little unaccustomed to the fact that there was no young monk to pick her up in front of the main hall.

They went directly to the Zen monastery. Jiang Xi and others were still invited to the pavilion, and Xunxiang took Feifei into the temple.

A young monk of twelve or thirteen years old invited Xun Xiang to a side room in the east wing, poured tea and said, Master is in retreat. Uncle Master Shen is having a class with Master Shen Jing. Please wait a moment, little benefactor.

The old monk was very busy and did not have time to guide the young monk often, so he appointed two monks to teach him how to read and read.

The two monks were said to be very knowledgeable. One became a monk because of a sudden change in his family, and the other became a monk because he had not passed the Jinshi examination for twenty years.

Xunxiang suspected that those two monks probably became monks with a mission.

Several princes were vying for the throne and were lonely, but little did they know that the emperor already had someone in his heart.

I wonder what flaws Qiu Wangzhi and the others left...

About two-quarters of an hour later, the middle-aged monk who was giving the lecture left.

The young monk came over and said with a smile, The poor monk didn't know that the young almsgiver was coming, so he didn't go to pick you up. He also distributed the snacks, Send three boxes to Master, and then send them to Senior Brother Hui Ren and Master Shen Jinghe. Nephews.

The little monk is sensible again. If it were before, he would have given the old monk three boxes, but he would not necessarily have given them to Abbot Hui Ren and his nephew who taught him.

The two went to the East Wing Hall, where a ground dragon was burning and two pots of charcoal were burned, which was very warm.

Xunxiang took out the clothes given to him. The little monk liked it very much. He put a piece of snack in his mouth first, then took the clothes and went to the bedroom to change into them.

It was a pity not to see the old monk Xun Xiang. Regardless of whether he wanted to tell him or not, as long as he saw him, he would always find a way to get some information.

At noon, the young monk accompanied Xunxiang to have a meal. I was very sad to hear that Xunxiang would have to wait until next spring to come again, and the circles under her eyes were a little red.

If the weather is good, I will try to go down the mountain to see you.

Xunxiang came to the foot of the mountain, Feifei broke away from Jin'er's arms and flew up the mountain again.

Xunxiang thought that Feifei didn't have enough fun with the little monk and went to play with him again, so she had to return to Beijing by herself.

When the little monk saw Feifei coming back to look for him, he narrowed his eyes with a smile.

He handed three boxes of snacks to a middle-aged monk, Master has asked me several times, please send them over quickly.

The middle-aged monk strode towards the back of the temple carrying a large basket filled with food boxes.

The little monk went to hug Feifei again, and Feifei had already flown into the sky, with his big wings spread out, soaring under the blue sky.

The snow in the mountains was so thick that the middle-aged monk walked for nearly an hour before climbing to the mountainside of a peak.

As soon as he reached the entrance of the cave, an eagle fell down.

The monk guarding the cave was about to drive away the eagle, and the voice of Master Mingyuan came, Amitabha, it is fate that the little thing came here.

Feifei screamed Cuckoo and flew onto the old monk's shoulders, and hugged him with his big wings.

The old monk laughed loudly and led Feifei towards the cave.

The cave is deep and winding, with many torches burning on both sides. It gets warmer and warmer as we go in, passing a pool of bubbling hot springs, and in front of it is a small door.

It's warm and humid here, like autumn in the south, and it's a world away from the ice and snow outside.

Opening the small door, there was a shirtless middle-aged man lying on the stone bed. The man's eyes were closed, as if he were dead...

Feifei jumped on the stone table next to the stone bed and looked at the man tenderly.

The old monk smiled and said, What a smart little thing.

He sniffed and smelled a few more strange smells in this closed cabin.

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