when will i see you again

The master reminded Xie Bingyuan to practice kung fu. Every morning, she would get up and kick her legs for a walk. The habit is really terrible. No matter how sleepy Xie Bingyuan was last night, she had to wake up in the morning. Looking down at the disheveled clothes, his face turned red again.

This person has no personality.

Shen Qingjue was not by his side, he must have already got up.

Ever since she saw this person for the first time, her heart was beating like a drum, and she never thought of escaping, and after knowing her identity, she never thought of marrying her.

In the past, there were people who turned a blind eye to all the handsome men in the capital, and later, the empress who was ugly outside Manwuzhou refused to joke that the world has probably already agreed that the general will never get married, and no one can be worthy of the general. In the whole world, the northern and southern dynasties , and no one dared to think that Shen Qingjue would put on a wedding gown for a woman.

Thinking of this, Xie Bingyuan picked up the beautifully carved quilt, closed her eyes and rubbed against the soft inside with a smile.

She didn't realize that this was a little girl's gesture that she couldn't do at all.

Shen Qingjue got up earlier, couldn't bear to wake Xie Bingyuan who was still asleep, and came to the courtyard alone.

Now that there are hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, and the general's tiger talisman, all he can rely on is the sword in his hand.The courtyard was full of freshness, the pear blossoms on the trees were full of water, last night when the showers had just stopped, Shen Qingjue wore his usual white robe as the base layer, and stepped on the crimson rolled gold lapel that Xie Bingyuan picked off last night.

She has a good memory and almost has a photographic memory. She asked Yuan Dingkun for a book of swordsmanship and just started practicing swordsmanship.

Shen Qingjue was born in a noble family, and all he learned when he was young was top-grade, just like practicing calligraphy and playing chess, the only masters that ordinary people can hire are "famous teachers" in the village or town, and Shen Qingjue may only learn from them. Only national players can be invited to teach her, and she is smart and eager to learn, and almost has an unforgettable memory, so the things she learned, such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, are actually very brilliant.

However, it was the first time for him to study sword seriously, and there was no famous teacher to guide him.

She simply closed her eyes, recalled the words on the sword manual in her mind, and slowly practiced each move and move. She slowly put aside these repertoires, and was able to complete the move by the second time.

By the time Xie Bingyuan went out, she could already be called proficient.

Shen Qingjue drew out his saber, turned around like a phoenix spreading its wings, lightly frightened, raised his wrist and swung the long sword lightly, the sword's light was piercing, the sword energy cut through the pear blossoms in the courtyard, and the petals fell like rain.

Xie Bingyuan looked at her with sparkles in his eyes. It was clear that some basic monotonous movements were very different when she did them, as radiant as a sword dance.

Half a sound later, she stopped her sword movement, and turned around to look. There was thin sweat on her forehead, and pear blossoms on her shoulders, like a jade white robe that was not stained with dust.The moment Shen Qingjue looked over, Xie Bingyuan's face flushed, and she pretended to be calm and lowered her eyes.

"Are you awake now? Are you not sleepy?" Shen Qingjue retracted his sword, walked over and asked.

Xie Bingyuan didn't know what to think of, so she replied coldly: "Naturally"

Why am I sleepy?I am naturally not sleepy.

Shen Qingjue was also a little embarrassed, so he hurried back to his room to take a shower and change clothes, Xie Bingyuan hurriedly had breakfast with her, and the two of them called Xiao Liyang who had just got up, and went to Bulo Temple on the mountain together.

The Buddhist gate is built on a mountain in a clean place. Even if they are the three of them, they still have to walk if they want to go up the mountain.

Fortunately, there is a road with bluestone slabs. From a distance, you can see a path leading to a secluded path. The mountains are surrounded by clouds and mist, and there are clear streams. You don’t feel boring along the way.

During the period, there was water on the bluestone slabs and feet were slippery. Shen Qingjue was afraid that his wife would slip and fall, which would be bad, so he always tried to hug Xie Bingyuan. Xie Bingyuan remembered what happened last night, and was afraid that she might misunderstand something, so he never called her. Helping, Shen Qingjue also received countless rolls of eyes, and the amused Xiao Liyang giggled.

As the name suggests, the Temple of Living is taken from the ancient famous sentence of Cangyang Wuzuo, a poet of the great Buddha of the former dynasty, "The world is safe and full of Dharma, is it worthy of Tathagata and worthy of Qing?"

Entering the gate, there are towering ancient trees in the temple, and there are red ropes tied by pilgrims on the lower branches. Through the towering ancient trees is the main hall. In the hall, incense is constantly burning, and monks have already sat down to chant sutras.

Shen Qingjue was familiar with the roads when he came here, so he let Xie Bingyuan and Xiao Liyang wander around on their own, while he went to a remote place to talk to the abbot of the temple.

Pushing the door open, the abbot of this well-known Zen temple seems to be living in a very poor life. There is not much furniture in the house, only a wall full of Buddhist scriptures, a wooden table, two chairs, and a wooden bed. Nothing else, it is not an exaggeration to say that the family is destitute.

The two sat opposite each other, with tea on the table, the abbot didn't make a sound, just rolled the rosary beads Amitabha.

The abbot nodded and got up, and respectfully invited Shen Qingjue to the table.It seems that this is not the first time the two have met.

"I have never believed in gods and Buddhas, but the more I live, the more I feel that there is a destiny in the dark, so I follow my mother to believe in Buddhas."

Yes, before rebirth, she did not believe in gods and Buddhas.

In the eyes of the world, Buddhism and Taoism dominated the Southern Dynasties, attracting countless believers. The Northern Dynasties and the Northern Wei Dynasty were different. Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, Mohism, Yin and Yang schools were intertwined. Therefore, compared with the Mu Kingdom, the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty were more vibrant.

"Although I don't know the identity of the benefactor, I also know that you are a rich and powerful person in the world. If you believe in it, you will be destined. If you have any doubts, I will try my best to answer."

Shen Qingjue smiled, "The abbot is a man of great wisdom, I really have a question, will my wife and I have a smooth future?"

This time it was the abbot's turn to smile. He plucked the rosary and said slowly, "Whether it is frank or not, the implementer and I both know it. Madame must be a woman just like you. I suspect that your status is either rich or noble, even ordinary courtiers and princes are not comparable. How did you get there? If you want to say auspicious words, it is nothing more than self-deception with you, benefactor And Madam...doomed to be ill-fated."

Shen Qingjue remained silent, his hands on the mahogany table lightly touched the table, his expression a little lonely.

"However, the existence of the benefactor in our Southern Dynasty is an anomaly. As long as you and your wife work together, when the national calamity recedes, it will naturally be bright."

A word that breaks the sky.

The abbot said slowly.

Shen Qingjue was overjoyed, he got up and made a long bow, the abbot didn't move, and accepted her bow generously.

Since manpower can do something, she, Shen Qingjue, is not afraid!She went out and came to the courtyard again. There were ancient trees and entered the main hall. The golden bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows and looked compassionate. Xie Bingyuan is not from any religion, but he also fears the gods, so he took incense from the platform and was pray.

Seeing Xie Bingyuan kneeling on the cushion with her hands closed and her eyes clasped together, she also knelt down beside her.

There are no pilgrims in the temple, only the two of them.

Shen Qingjue lit incense like Xie Bingyuan.

"I, Shen Qingjue, formerly a general of the Southern Dynasty, a king with a different surname, Da Mu, now disarms and returns to the field, knowing that I have committed a serious crime.

A monk pays attention to seeing through the world of mortals. I believe in Buddhism with my mother, but I will end up as an ordinary person. In this life, I only wish to be with my wife for a long time. Although Shen Qingjue is alone and has nothing else, if it comes true, he can still keep the magnificent temples of the Southern Dynasty and keep the incense burning. "

After all, he set off and performed a Buddhist standard kowtow.

Xie Bingyuan stared at her blankly.

Outside the hall, Xiao Liyang, who had returned from picking flowers, picked two flowers from outside, with dew on them, as if he wanted to give one to his master and keep the other for himself.

Standing outside the hall, when she heard the loud oath inside the hall, she didn't go in, but leaned sideways on the red lacquered pillar.She let go of her hand, watched the flower branch in her hand fall, covered her mouth somehow and began to cry.

After a while, the two walked out of the hall holding hands, and came under the old tree. Looking up, you can see the tree full of red ropes.

Xiao Liyang stood aside, talking with a boy. Seeing the two of them approaching, the boy hurriedly said, "Sister Fairy, Sister Fairy, write a word!"

It turned out that it was Xie Bingyuan who was dressed in Tsing Yi.

The boy was smart and smart, seeing Xie Bingyuan smiling without saying a word, he turned to look at Shen Qingjue who was at the side.

Shen Qingjue was used to wearing men's clothes, and he had a dignified and heroic air about him, for a boy who didn't care about anything, he immediately recognized her as a man.

"Brother Jun, seeing how well-matched you and Sister Immortal are, let's write the adverb and hang it on the tree, it's very cheap!"

Xie Bingyuan and Xiao Liyang beside him laughed together.

Shen Qingjue was also in a good mood, he exchanged a glance with Xie Bingyuan, and laughed and teased the little boy.

"how much is it?"

"Ten cents a post, I think Brother Jun can afford the ten cents."

"Little brother, your paper is a bit expensive."

Shen Qingjue laughed and bargained with the boy.

"For the sake of you being more handsome than my father, count me as a loss, and count your nine cents."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Shen Qingjue's reaction, he spread out the paper to grind it.Shen Qingjue didn't talk nonsense, he picked up the pen and put it down in one go.

The boy took the paper and climbed up the tree and hung it on a branch with the same red paper.

On the red paper are four very beautiful lowercase letters with hairpin flowers: only worthy of Qing.The boy glanced at it, only to think that this handsome man's handwriting was much more beautiful than the handwriting written by the teacher who secretly went to the school at the bottom of the mountain to attend classes.

But after thinking about it, he couldn't figure out what these four words meant. The boy rubbed his head and just jumped off the tree when he found that the three of them had disappeared.

I didn't expect such a handsome brother and two fairy sisters to rely on his nine cents!

The boy yelled.In the middle of scolding, the tip of his eyes caught sight of a silver ingot lying quietly on the table, and hurried over to hold it in his arms. This amount can buy medicine for the sick mother for a whole year.

The boy murmured softly: "What a fairy sister..."

The three went down the mountain side by side.

The author has something to say: Halfway through writing, I remembered when I first posted the article, and I was worried that I would be scolded if I wrote it like this. Afterwards, there were little angels throwing thunder to encourage me, and a little cutie taught me typesetting.It's been so long since I wrote this article before I knew it, and I feel so happy to have someone read it!

Decided not only to update more, but also to drive!

Immediately travel to the two dynasties, the plot speeds up, these times are sweet, hehehe. (The moron laughs.)