Concubine Wen Xi of the Red Chamber Cheng Jia Min

Jia Min frowned slightly when he heard the little girl's cries, but after all this matter had nothing to do with her, so he didn't say much, just looked at Monk Deqing and said, "This little girl..."

Master Deqing sighed, but the little novice called Yuan Che said crisply: "Master gave her a dharma name and called her Miaoyu." Seeing that Monk Deqing did not object, the little novice sighed pretentiously: "Miaoyu's family is also a family of officials, but it's a pity that disasters were born in her life. She was weak and sick since she was a child. She originally wanted to sacrifice her life to become a monk, but she was greedy for the world and she didn't want to come to the temple."

Monk Deqing continued: "There is only such a girl in the Lu family, and I don't want to send her to live a life of poverty." The monk spoke slowly, but it didn't make people feel impatient, "I sent a lot of Substitutes are used to replace them, but none of those substitutes will last for a long time due to serious illness or death, Miss Lu herself often takes medicine, her family can't do it, so she can only be sent to become a monk."

Suddenly, Jia Min sighed softly: "As a parent, there is no one who doesn't love their children." This girl has such a temper, and she is extremely favored at home.

Monk Deqing followed with a sigh of pity for the parents of the world.

In addition to being famous for plum blossoms in this Panxiang Temple, it is said that the master abbot of the temple is of a good standard in unwrapping the lottery. Since he came to the temple, Jia Min had to ask Monk Deqing to unwrap the lottery.

Monk Deqing heard the words, his round face was full of smiles, he looked at Jia Min and said: "The female benefactor is very expensive, it doesn't matter if this lottery is not drawn."

Jia Min was amused when she heard the words, raised her eyebrows and asked, "It's really interesting for you, monk, to talk." She looked at the signing box with the Avalokitesvara sign on it, and said, "I have never believed in these immortals, ghosts, gods and Buddhas very much. It’s just four words with a clear conscience, but now..." Jia Min paused, looked at Monk Deqing again, and said with a smile: "For such unpredictable things, we should maintain a sense of awe."

"What does the benefactor want to ask for?" Monk Deqing asked immediately.

Jia Min froze for a moment, pursed her lips and thought for a moment, what did she ask for?Now she has both sons and daughters, her husband and wife are harmonious, and her house is comfortable. A person like her can always live a good life no matter where she goes...

Jia Min hesitated for a moment, what does she want?What she is asking for today is nothing more than Yin'er.

"Son and daughter." Jia Min closed his eyes, looked at Monk Deqing, and said, "I ask for my son and daughter, and ask for my son's fate."

"The fate of children is also predestined by heaven, so what if we ask for it?" Monk Deqing asked, "How can a woman as transparent as the benefactor fail to see through this matter?"

Jia Min twitched her eyebrows, and said with a sneer, "Fate is not static." She looked straight at the monk, and said, "You are too talkative, it's about the fate of your children, who in this world can say that you can see it?" You can open it, you can see through it.”

Monk Deqing nodded, and stretched out his hand to signal her to draw lots.

Jia Min took the lottery box, closed his eyes slightly and shook the lottery box in his hand, muttering Yiner in his heart, a moment later a bamboo stick fell from the lottery box, Jia Min picked it up and looked at it, his brows were He frowned tightly, only to see the words in the letter 'the dragon soars to the sky and is trapped in a prison'.

Jia Min held the sign tightly with his fingers, closed his eyes, but put the spiritual sign into his sleeve, not daring to look at it again.

Monk Deqing only chanted Amitabha Buddha, and didn't care that she hid the magic stick privately, his eyes seemed to see through everything, and he seemed to know nothing.

Jia Min was in a state of mind, she didn't even know when she left the Guanyin Hall, her expression was a little dazed, the incense in Panxiang Temple was very prosperous, and pilgrims came and went, but Jia Min felt that she was like an outsider, watching with cold eyes.

That's right, she shouldn't have lived in this world long ago, but now she really lives here. Although this skin is not hers, she still lives the way she wants to live. It was more comfortable to be in a high position in the previous life.

Isn't this stolen life a variable?

Since she can change, why can't Yin'er?

Jia Min touched the spirit stick in his sleeve again, and thought of the words of being imprisoned in the spirit stick, he couldn't help sneering, it was a joke, her son is a nobleman, the prince's grandson, who would dare to trap him? !

Jia Min felt relieved, took out the magic stick from his sleeve again, and muttered: "It can be seen that the old monk is also cheating people of money, and this lottery is also uncountable." After speaking, he was about to throw it into the merit box, But after thinking about it, he took it back.

Forget it, it's better to take something like this back and destroy it.

Since the accident last time, Daiyu and Moyu were always served by girls and women. When Jia Min found her, she saw Daiyu talking to the little novice in amazement.

Jia Min walked over, and heard the little novice boasting that he had learned Kung Fu. He had learned all kinds of southern boxing and northern kicking, and Shaolin stick techniques. Daiyu was stunned and amazed. There are smiles in the eyes.

"Little Master Yuan Che~" Jia Min called out, bending her lips.

When the little novice saw Jia Min, he turned his head to Daiyu and said, "Amitabha, monks don't tell lies, what the monk said is what the monk will learn in the future." Seeing Daiyu's big black eyes staring at her , the little novice blushed in a rare way, "It's just...it's not a lie."

Jia Min rolled her eyes, Daiyu couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing happily when she saw his shy look.

Jia Min was very happy that Daiyu was able to make friends. The Panxiang Temple was not far from Lin's house, along the edge of Taihu Lake, and the carriage arrived in less than a quarter of an hour. When she came, the little girl reluctantly left.

Jia Min's fingers were undoubtedly rubbing the spirit stick, secretly thinking about his future plans. After the car stopped, Jia Min recovered from his contemplation. The little girl was tired all day, and she had already fallen into a dream while the carriage was shaking. Before waking up, he put the hood on the little girl's head, and let Zhu Yun carry her down.

As soon as he got out of the car, Jia Min saw a woman in a sky-blue trimmed vest and a white printed flag dress standing at the door. The servant at the door was obviously relieved to see Jia Min, and quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

But Jia Min didn't care about it, she looked at the anxious woman in the world, her lips squirmed, and after a long while, she called out in a low voice, "Jing Ke..."

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