The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Not long after the monk left, the rain stopped, and Gu Jiao went to the temple to pick up the space.

Xiao Qingkong had a pleasant and fulfilling day at the temple, half a day to be exact.

He met the gentle and considerate senior brother Jingchen, several other senior brothers, the abbot, and his former playmates, the little monks Jingfan, Jingxin, and Jingshan.

Because the abbot and the senior brothers had something to do, he stayed with the three little monks for the longest time.

Since there is no clear space to grab food, the three little monks are full of nutrients, and they are all rounder than before.

The small headroom is not the original small headroom - he changed out of the monk's clothes and wore the clothes of the folk children, and the small hairpin also grew on the small bald head.

In fact, he was the youngest in the little monk, but he spoke the earliest and the best, and even the abbot couldn't speak to him later.

He proudly showed his little face to the little monks: "Have you seen Xiao Ya Ya? Jiaojiao gave it to me!"

"I saw, I saw!" Jing Fan said.

"I saw it too!" Jing Xin said.

Jing Shan thought for a while with a bewildered face, and said slowly, "Then... I saw it too!"

The small headroom is a big satisfaction.

"Will Ya Ya grow into a small hair hair (Hua Hua)?" Jing Fan asked, pointing to his small face.

Xiao Jingkong paused and shook his head: "It shouldn't, they will only grow into kisses and stay on my face all the time!"

"Can I eat it?" Jing Fan asked.

"Can't eat." Xiao Jingkong said.

Can neither grow into a beautiful hair (Hua Hua) nor eat, the three little monks instantly lost interest in kissing Xiao Ya Ya.

But there is something else in the small headroom here.

Xiao Jingkong decisively took out a jar of vegetarian meatballs that Gu Jiao had packed for him. After opening the lid, a crisp fragrance of onion oil wafted out, filling most of the yard.

The little monks were stunned.

Jing Fan's eyes widened: "What, what is so fragrant?!"

The three of them drooled.

Xiao Jingkong wanted to eat meat but couldn't, so Gu Jiao thought of a way to make vegetarian meat for him with tofu and other ingredients.

He can eat whatever he eats at home—for example, when he eats roast duck at home, he also has “roast duck”; when he eats sausage at home, he also has “sausage”; when he eats braised pork at home, he also has “braised pork”.

Recently, he was eating meatballs at home, so he had his own small meatballs.

Xiao Jingkong ate a small meatball in front of his friends, and his strength shocked the friends!

The little monks were stunned again!

"You, you... are you eating meat?"

"Aren't you dizzy?"

"Oh my god, it's terrible! Brother, I want to go home!"

Xiao Jingkong is not a very wicked child. After showing his prestige, he confessed the truth of the meatballs: "It's vegetarian meat, and Jiaojiao said that the family can eat it too!"

The three little monks were hesitant at first, fearing that they would be tricked into breaking their precepts by Qingkong. Finally, the youngest of the three, Jingfan, took a sip in the spirit of sacrifice. .

Only the small headroom that robbed others has encountered the first wave of robbing in life!

He was stunned in place for three seconds!

He, a small expert in temple food snatch, has been focusing on food scavenging for three and a half years, but one day he was robbed by others?

Not only vegetarian meatballs were robbed, but even dim sum and wild fruit were not spared.

The three former defeated generals seemed to have filled up their skills in an instant, grabbing the small clear space without any defense.

Xiao Jingkong's little fist punched his little chest sadly, and he came out to hang out, and he really had to pay it back sooner or later!

The three little monks also learned today that the food at the foot of the mountain is so delicious!

They suddenly want to go down the mountain, what should they do?

Leaving aside the matter of grabbing food, the four of them got along quite harmoniously.

Xiao Jingkong described his life under the mountain to several people, and learned that he is currently taking in his brother-in-law every day, the little monk Jingfan asked: "Who is brother-in-law? Is your father?"

The few of them are still young, and they don't have a mind like Xiaojingkong, so they don't understand what brother-in-law means, but the male master of the family seems to be the father.

Xiao Jingkong sighed: "Temporary father, Jiaojiao may change him at any time."

Xiaojingkong called Jiaojiao in his mouth, but in his heart he took Gu Jiao as his mother, but he couldn't guarantee whether Xiao Liulang was his father or not.

After all, according to his observations for so many days, this father has not yet officially assumed the position, and he is in danger of being laid off at any time.

Several people were talking, and somehow they talked about their own homework.

Little monk Jingfan: "We have memorized a lot of Buddhist scriptures during the time you went down the mountain! You haven't memorized them yet!"

Jing Xin agrees: "That's it!"

Jing Shan nodded his head!

Xiao Jingkong raised his eyebrows: "Oh? What did you guys carry?"

The little monk Jingfan: "The Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita!"

Xiao Jingkong spreads his hands: "I have carried it since I was two years old."

The little monk of pure heart: "The Buddha said the original vows of the Medicine Master Tathagata Sutra!"

Xiao Jingkong shrugged: "It's been two years and three months."

Little monk Jingshan: "Leng, "Leng Yan Jing"!"

Xiao Jingkong poked out his ears and sighed helplessly, "It's the Shurangama Sutra, you idiot. The names are all wrong, do you really remember them?"

Several little monks blushed.

Where are they really going? It was just memorizing the names, and they had memorized these awkward names for several days, exhausting their little brains!

"Oh, it's boring to talk to you guys, I'll go to the abbot." Xiao Jingkong jumped down from the steps and walked to the abbot with short legs.

The presiding abbot just sat down in the scripture hall and was about to teach the monks the scriptures. Suddenly, a little novice came over in a hurry: "The abbot is not good, Jing Kong is coming to you! He wants to tell you about the scriptures and Zen!"

The presiding abbot shook his body, and the beads in his hand were frightened.

Then, that Xiaomo Ren Jing wants to come to him to discuss Zen?

To die! ! !

Xiao Jingkong has studied Buddhist scriptures since childhood, and is full of curiosity about everything in Buddhist scriptures. When the abbot said one sentence, he could ask ten questions, and at the end of the question, the abbot could not answer!

"'All appearances are false.' All appearances are false, so is the abbot also false? Since the abbot is false, then what the abbot and I said are false! So I can't believe the abbot! Can't believe the abbot, also You can't believe the Buddhist scriptures the abbot and me said! Buddhist scriptures are also false!"

Abbot Abbot: Although you are arrogant, I actually feel that there is a bit of truth...

Abbot Abbot, adhering to his high professionalism, came back to his senses and explained it patiently to him.

After listening, he said, "I think what you said is wrong!"

Abbot: "What's wrong? You are too young to understand!"

Xiao Jingkong: "Buddha is so smart, he must have a way to let me understand, it's you who didn't convey his meaning well, it's not my problem, it's the abbot's problem!"

There are countless such conversations, and often the abbot did not convince him, but he used his own logic to perfectly lead the new monks into the temple.

The fear of being dominated by Xiao Qingkong came to his heart, and the abbot was not well.

When Gu Jiao finally came to pick up Xiaojingkong, Xiaojingkong had already used her own power to successfully ask the monks in the entire scripture hall to make black smoke over their heads!

"Abbot, I'm leaving, let's discuss this issue next time!" Xiao Jingkong was holding one hand by Gu Jiao, he turned his head and waved the other hand towards the abbot.

I can't wait to die on the spot as if it were ashes: Please, don't come here, please...

The siblings went down the mountain hand in hand.

The small headroom was about to move, a bit like running down with one's feet thrown away.

However, it had just rained and the road was slippery. Gu Jiao was worried that he would roll down like a little winter melon and never dared to let go.

"Have you had a good time today?" Gu Jiao asked suddenly.

"Happy!" said Xiao Jingkong Mengmeng, raising her small hand and counting, "Today I saw Jingxin, Jingfan, Jingshan, Senior Brother Jingchen and Abbot..."

He said a lot, and basically he counted everything he saw in the temple.

"Didn't see your master?" Gu Jiao asked.

Xiao Jingkong sighed: "He is a ghostly old man, and he is rarely on the mountain."

old man?

Gu Jiao thought of the wonderful monk in the woods. The monk was very young, so it shouldn't be the old man in Xiao Jingkong's mouth?

What Gu Jiao didn't know was that the old man was only the name Xiaojingkong got his age. His master was actually not very old, he was more than twenty years younger than the abbot!

Gu Jiao said again: "Then... are there any good-looking monks in the temple? The best-looking ones."

That monk's appearance was almost as good as Xiao Liulang's, and there was no way to find a second one in the world.

"Wow!" Xiao Jingkong raised his head very solemnly and pointed to himself, "Me!"

Gu Jiao: "..."

Gu Jiao said, "Except you."

Xiao Jingkong said very confidently: "Then there is no more, I am the most beautiful little monk in the world! Except for me, they are not good-looking!"

Master is also not good-looking!

Because Master said that he is the most beautiful in the world, but Xiao Jingkong thinks he is the most beautiful, so he will never admit that Master is beautiful!

Gu Jiao was silent.

Isn't that person a monk in this temple?