Clam Pearl

During this period of time, things were not going well in the Gu residence, and Lu felt that something must have collided with her, so she invited her husband's house to take a look. After the husband came, he said that there was nothing serious about it, but the house was originally built on a python belt. , It was originally a high-class auspicious house, but unfortunately next year happens to be the year of the snake, the year when the boa constrictor meets the snake, and it is better to have two snakes entangled.

Mrs. Lu asked again if there was any way to avoid it, and the gentleman said, it is easy to handle. There is a noble master who is a chicken at home. Every morning at 27:45 p.m. House god worship, three times in each direction, three nines and [-] prayers each time, and five nines for [-] days.

Mrs. Lu made some calculations, and it was a coincidence that Aunt Jiaohong was born in the year of the Rooster. A good hairstyle was sent to Aunt Jiaohong, and she was entrusted to worship the house god every day for the whole family from today onwards.

When Gu Zhao heard the news, he suddenly realized in his heart, where is his doughy sister-in-law easy to provoke?You provoke the master to beat my son, and I will tell you to get up at five o'clock every morning, kowtow around the yard, and you still can't tell if you are punished. This is the master of the house fight.

Finally found some fun during his illness, Gu Zhao was in a better mood, but when he saw his feet swollen like steamed buns, he was worried again, and he was in a panic. After finishing his concubine, Lu Shi smiled He brought his eldest daughter-in-law, Mrs. Su, to visit.

"Oh, I've seen frostbite, but I've never seen such a bluff, how can this be good?" Seeing it, Lu's heart ached, really, she loved and loved this little uncle in her heart.

"Sister-in-law, stop talking, I'm going to die of sadness, I can't walk, I don't know how much medicine I've taken." Gu Zhao himself was also depressed.

"Your brother also had this when he was outside that year. His body was more angry than yours, and he recovered within a few days. Brother, this...but I didn't expect it to happen. Although the frostbite will heal when the weather is good, I'm only afraid of one thing." Lu Shi gasped.

"Hey, sister-in-law, just say it, I sound scary." Gu Zhao looked at Lu Shi worryingly, can you please hurry up?

"By this time next year, it will still be swollen. Frostbite is stubborn, and it's very difficult to get rid of the root." Lu Shi held her handkerchief, thinking that my uncle is really pitiful, looking at this pitiful little man, it's so painful to look at.

"Ah! No way..." A certain person was from the south and had no chance of suffering from frostbite in his previous life.

Lu covered her mouth and giggled: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. A few days ago, my sister-in-law asked someone to go out and find a prescription. Tao Ruo's family came back this morning and said, let's go to Fayuan Temple in Biluo Mountain outside Beijing. Master Huiyi is the most merciful person, when there was a snowstorm in Shangjing in the early years, Master Huiyi helped people see frostbite, they said that Master Huiyi would never get it again in the next year after seeing it, and it was most effective."

Gu Zhao was very happy when he heard it, and quickly said, "Then, did my sister-in-law send someone to invite you?"

Su Shi on the side smiled: "Little uncle's words are interesting, Master Huiyi is no better than other monks, he is the substitute of the late emperor in the temple, you, you should pack up and go to the temple to eat a few days of fasting! "

In this way, the family hurriedly packed their luggage, packed two carts full of belongings and sent Gu Zhao out, because it was going to the temple, it was not easy to bring a bunch of servants to follow, Gu Qiye gave Mr. Yu Geng took paid leave. Although he wanted to follow him very much, Gu Zhao just didn't want to. The temple is a place for Qingxiu, and it would be unrighteous to bring such a person to the monk's eyes.So he only brought Xizai, and Xinzai served by his side.

Gu Qiye was muttering while sitting in the car, this sister-in-law is taking revenge, right?Who said I was narrow-minded, I just told her son to kill me, and she sent me to the temple for a vegetarian meal. Well, women are all narrow-minded. .

Mrs. Lu sent her brother-in-law out, and the smiling expression on her face disappeared immediately. She turned her head and said to Mrs. Su coldly: "Go, close all the doors of the house. Starting today, the house needs to be rectified. In the past Whoever attracted those thieves took him away, and whoever put Xiaosi in a trap, told him to come out and return me. I don’t ask, do the people in this house really think I’m dead? How dare you say it's my Xiao Si's child? Xiao Si has never seen any woman, and that kind of fetal quality can be seen?"

Su's face turned pale, and she quickly crossed her hands in response.

Not to mention Lu's drastic reforms at home, but to mention that Gu Zhao was carried all the way to Biluo Mountain with difficulty.

Biluoshan Fayuan Temple is located in the depression fifteen miles east of Shangjing, and nine miles west of there is the Royal Hunting Ground.

This year was a poor year. There were many poor people traveling from south to north, and they all set up shanties near the temples. More and more huts became a city outside the city. A good hunting ground is very poor, so the hunting ground has not been visited by nobles in the past few years, and it is deserted.

On the day Gu Zhao arrived, the pilgrims at the foot of the mountain, as well as the village households who received financial support from the temple, had just finished cleaning the roads at the foot of the mountain and up the mountain. The monk Qingyuan also said that Gu Zhao’s little benefactor had a predestined relationship with the Buddha, so he came here. Coincidentally, he came as soon as the road passed.Gu Zhao felt that this monk named Qingyuan had a clever mouth, and he could find a little auspiciousness with anyone.

Thinking so, the sesame oil money really donated a large sum of 150 guan, and Tao Ruo who came with the car also donated [-] guan for the old lady at home.

The car that Gu Zhao and the others brought was not allowed to go to the temple, just because there are three hundred and three layers of composite stone horizontal stairs in Fayuan Temple. Maybe this is the first test of the Lord Buddha for believers!Fortunately, Gu Zhao was wounded, and he was carried up by a soft bag.

As soon as he went up, Gu Zhao could smell the strong smell of incense and the smell of vegetable porridge. There was a perennial cauldron on the outer wall of the temple, which was always distributing food donated by benevolent people. The sound of singing scriptures, when combined, reveals a strong sense of compassion.

After donating the sesame oil money, Gu Zhao sat in a soft pocket wrapped in a thick fur coat and waited, a little embarrassed. The pilgrims who came back and forth looked at him, perhaps thinking that he was some kind of dude, a lunatic in the cold Do you usually come to the temple to show off?

After a while, Zhigu Seng Qingyuan came over with some embarrassment and said that this year there were many scholars living in the guest rooms in the temple, and there was only one guest room in the back mountain for them to live in. It was a bit small, but it was still quiet.Gu Zhao didn't care too much, so he hurriedly asked someone to hurry up and move himself to the back of the mountain. Sitting in front of the mountain was really awkward and crazy.

After he finished speaking, Monk Qingyuan smiled, turned around and led the way ahead,

Speaking of which, the scenery here is quite decent, with blue sky capping the top and white clouds lingering in the distance, there are three or four small temples outside the clouds with only glazed tiles exposed. It is a beautiful scenery of seclusion.

They turned around the main hall and walked along the winding path for a while. There were fewer and fewer pilgrims, and they entered the place where serious practitioners stayed.

After passing a few temple houses, they came to a row of small courtyards in a blink of an eye. Gu Zhao was very satisfied when he saw it.This small courtyard with blue tiles and white walls is quiet and elegant. There are a dozen or so monks outside the courtyard who are cleaning the already clean courtyard. When they see a visitor from afar, they all clasp their hands and salute slightly, which makes Gu Zhao, who is sitting in a soft pocket, eat another meal. Ashamed, before entering the courtyard, Gu Zhao heard a crisp sound of closing the window, and then smelled a particularly pleasant scent of sandalwood, which seemed to be absent.

Qing Yuan led them to the room in the middle of the courtyard. There were only simple furnishings in this room, but there were four newly moved braziers, which had been burning for a while, making the room very warm.Gu Zhao looked around and found that although it was simple, it was very clean, so he nodded in satisfaction, and then Monk Qingyuan folded his hands and said goodbye.

That night after the evening class, Gu Zhaocai met Master Huiyi. Originally, he had some good Zen words from his previous life and wanted to show off. However, Master Huiyi practiced closed-mouthed meditation, which made Gu Zhaoman feel disappointed.However, his family's nanny is also a bad guy, Gu Zhao's words and deeds are very caring for the old monk's habit, which attracted the master to look at him very kindly.

The old monk’s medicine is very good. Gu Zhao can smell two or three things, musk, frankincense, tangerine peel, um... and the smell of burning hair. I don’t know what kind of secret recipe it is. Yes, anyway, after applying this potion, my feet didn't itch anymore.

After the medicine was finished, the old monk signaled that he would come back in three days. Gu Zhao clapped his hands together to express his gratitude, and sent the new boy to carry a lantern to send the master back. Boy, this monk must know too many royal secrets, so he dare not speak."

"What did Qiye say? Why can't the little one understand?" Xizai looked for red charcoal in the stove over there with a tongs and held it to Gu Zhao in a small hand stove with scattered flowers. Gu Zhao accepted it. He put the stove in his arms and sighed: "Hey, I don't know what kind of chaos the mansion is like."

Xizai still didn't understand, just smiled very silly, Gu Zhao patted him on the head and asked him, "Do you miss home?"

Xizai nodded: "I want to eat coconuts and climb trees, I'm going crazy, but when I go back, I will miss Qi Ye and I will go crazy."

"Good boy." Gu Zhao patted his head.

Gu Zhao lived in the temple for ten days. Every day, people from the mansion at the foot of the mountain would send people to inquire in detail, what kind of food did he eat today? insufficient?Gu Yan also came to see it once, and was unceremoniously driven down the mountain by Gu Zhao, who was old and weak, and if he was thrown, the whole family would go crazy.When I drove them back, I also ordered that the old guy not be allowed to come up again, otherwise he would follow him down the mountain, and his feet would rot, anyway, he didn't want it anymore, it was so ugly.

Regardless of Gu Yan's age, sometimes that old guy looks like a child in front of Gu Zhao, and Gu Zhao is coaxing him.Speaking of which, it was the same in the previous life, always thinking of others, coming here with no root or foundation, everything was decided by him, and he didn't dare to treat himself as a child at all.

Now being picked up by my elder brother, I really feel like I have left home. I only think about him because of my elder brother, and I like to nag and discuss with him about everything. Well, this is how I seem to have an idea. , as I became more secure, my temperament gradually developed, and somehow I became self-willed. In fact, people cannot be used to it.

The days on the mountain were lonely and helpless, and writing calligraphy became the only way for Gu Zhao to pass the time. By the way, there was also the sound of chanting sutras from the neighbor on the left. Although I don’t know who lived there, that person would get up early every morning. Before the morning class, after the morning class, he would chant scriptures in the room. The voice of his chanting was soft and smooth, neither high nor low, and it was very pleasant to listen to. Gu Zhao could sometimes be fascinated by it. , Accompanied by the sound, you can fall back asleep.

In the courtyard where Gu Zhao lives, there are three residents including him. One is a Confucian scholar who is waiting for an exam in the capital, and the other is a man who recites scriptures. Gu Yan gets up late, so he usually doesn’t see that person. , I just occasionally saw the little monk delivering vegetarian meals. The box he carried was a big six-story box, two floors more than his, probably because a rich man gave at least six hundred guan of sesame oil.

Really, let’s take Gu Zhao himself as an example. Even his family and himself donated a total of 350 pieces of sesame oil money, so he is on the fourth floor. Box, not yet insulated.

This is how Gu Zhao sees the world.

Living in the mountains, life is very lonely, so lonely that an illiterate like Gu Zhao can remember a poem he read a long time ago. He forgot who wrote the poem, but it is very suitable for this place, and The most commendable thing is that he also changed a few words appropriately, and he chanted:

Stay in Fayuan Temple in winter,

Qianqiu misses Cuihua.

Castle Peak Wudi House,

Weeds and half people.

Tangquan trees under the snow,

Spring returns to embroidered ridge flowers.

Go to Beijing to hope not to return,

Who sees Pingzhou Xia.

After changing it, he clicked his mouth and shouted fiercely towards the sky: "Lonely Chunxin!!!!!!!!! I want to eat stewed meat!!!!!!!"

There was a low laugh on the other side of the house, Gu Zhao blushed and went back to the house while leaning on the wall, and continued to sleep. He was quite proud in his dream. Finally, he did one of the awesome things that the time traveler did today, but But he doesn't know that this poem, in its original place, is not a good line.

It's good to remember!It is really useless to expect Gu Zhao to memorize the pipa and the long songs.

People cannot be lonely. When you really enter the lonely mode, you will find that you start to pay attention to the details of the world, just like Gu Zhao, who started to be naive and started to observe the surroundings, just like one of his neighbors, that A Confucian scholar always brings some jokes to Gu Zhao.

The day before yesterday, the Confucian scholar smoked for some reason, and took a brush to paint the white walls of the monastery and wrote several cursive scripts on the walls. Gu Zhao couldn't recognize a single word. He was very depressed.

So, it is scary to be uneducated.

After the Confucian scholar finished writing, he fell in love with the walls after reading it for a while. He went back to the house and moved a chair and sat there for a long time. After that, he begged the monks in the monastery to sell him these walls.If the monk didn't want to, he threatened them not to draw his words. In the future, this temple will be famous far and wide because of its walls.

Probably because he had seen too much of this kind of madman, the monk ignored him and just went on his own.The Confucian scholar loved the wall and didn't go back to the house until midnight.The next day, early this morning, the Confucian scholar smoked again. He took a can of ink and painted the good wall black for others. After the drawing, he copied the local dialect. Sitting there.

The monk has a good temper, and not long after, he brought the craftsmen to make the wall picture white and tender again, which looks very fresh.

Speaking of which, the monks in this monastery are very diligent. There are monks cleaning and tidying up the sky outside the gate of this courtyard.

It was sunny today, Gu Zhao put his injured foot on a short pier, opened the door and looked at the Confucian scholar, he forgot about it, he kept seeing the Confucian scholar turned his head, stared at Gu Zhao and asked, "Look at me!"

Gu Zhao blushed and quickly waved his hands: "Nothing to do, sir...have you eaten?"

"What?" The Confucian scholar walked over, and Gu Zhao saw his appearance clearly. This man looked 24 or [-] years old, with sparse and flat eyebrows, bright and penetrating eyes, and a very clear voice. He had probably been insane for a few days and had no audience. His expression was slightly disappointed.

Gu Zhao beckoned and said to him: "Brother Tai wrote good calligraphy, I really admire it." The scholar smiled with a little blush on his face and said, "It's good there, the more you look at it, the uglier it is." Gu Zhao hurriedly waved his hand: "That's right, everyone is flying and flying, come here, please sit down, I have good fruit tea here, brother, eat it, warm your body, it's very cold today." After finishing speaking, Gu Zhao pointed to the person beside him Small table.

He really has delicious food. These days, he eats nothing but food.On the table next to him, there are more than a dozen jars, which are filled with such odds and ends as melon seeds, peanut kernels, candied fruit, and caramel.

The Confucian scholar glanced at the table, then smiled, and very rudely grabbed a piece of dried fruit and threw it into his mouth.Seeing that Master Qi finally made friends, he was very happy. He diligently brought the stool and put it aside. He even scooped up a large spoonful of the young master's orange marmalade and soaked it in hot water for this gentleman. come up.

This gentleman is learned and can write a wall of big black characters.

The Confucian scholar was not polite, drank the orange tea, ate all the snacks on the table, and reported his name after eating.

This man's name is Xue He, courtesy name Yanhe, from Meishan, Yongzong County, who likes calligraphy and loves Danqing.He came to Shangjing this time for scientific research, because he got the news early, he had been in Beijing for a long time, and he ran out of money, so he had to live in Fayuan Temple, and usually lived by engraving scriptures and bamboo slips for monks.

Gu Zhao is not a scholar, nor does he have Yuanfu, so he has never had a name. When he meets a person with such a long string of names, he feels inferior for no reason. Could it be possible to tell him that he once had a baby name, "Panzi"?Well, at any rate, I have to bring a son, and I can write it in the article. Zi Zeng said: Spiced walnut kernels are so delicious! ! ! !

Xue He is a real person, and he is not as poor as a scholar at the bottom of the mountain. He talks a lot, likes to talk about scenery, and he can speak a lot of Zen words, um... and all kinds of knowledge about ancient philosophy, which makes Gu Zhao He was very inferior, so he could only say good things to coax him, which made Yanhe brother more proud, and then sang a few proud songs loudly, Gu Zhaozi applauded loudly.

Happy, who they were talking about, the third person who hadn't left the house these days, finally opened the door and walked out.

At this moment, the sun was just right, and the light from afar hit the top of the snow, reflected into the small courtyard, and was shining on the man. In the dimness, he actually coated the man with a layer of gold thread.Gu Zhao blinked, blinked, and greeted enthusiastically: "Brother, come and eat!"

The man burst into laughter, then he walked over slowly with his hands tied.His walking posture was very graceful, steady and proper. Because he didn't wear high bridge shoes in front of his feet, his big robe covered his feet, and he walked like floating.

Gu Qiye was immediately obsessed, so he asked people stupidly: "What is the name of the god?"

The visitor laughed again: "Arun."

Qi Ye made friends again, Xi Zai moved another chair, invited people to sit down, served orange tea and snacks.

Ah Run sat down, surrounded by a beautiful sandalwood scent, he held up the teacup, his fingertips were pointed, and his fingers were long, like handicrafts of jade carvings.

His appearance is good and very beautiful, almost meeting all the requirements of this era's very beautiful standards.Her black hair is like lacquer, her facial features are delicate and delicate, her lips are red and her teeth are white, her eyes are as clear as spring water, her skin is as white as jade, her posture is indescribably lazy, but her demeanor is as elegant and noble as a jade tree. It doesn't look good.

This man turned out to be a rare handsome man.

Gu Zhao was a little obsessed, so he asked stupidly: "Is Ah Run your nickname?"

Ah Run replied with a good temper: "Well! What about you?"

Gu Zhao was stupid again, he told people stupidly: "My nickname is Penzi."