Reborn Lin Family Funing

Thinking of this, Lin Funing simply pulled out the ledger from the drawer of the carriage, and read it intently.

Although Dafeng Mountain in Qingtian Town is not well-known, the scenery is really good. Every year, there are many people who come here from far and near for outings. However, because Dafeng Mountain is surrounded by Anmi Valley, people who go outing or come to play are only at the foot of the mountain. Will not go up the mountain.

The carriage walked slowly to the path on the top of the mountain.

Lin Funing closed the account book in his hand, thoughtfully, there seemed to be some problems in this account book, and he will go to the temple later and ask the elder brother to have a look.

"Young master, we're going to pass the An Mi Valley." The housekeeper Lin Zhong outside said.

Peaceful Valley?Lin Funing lifted the curtain of the car and looked outside. There were purple Sabura flowers blooming in An Mi Valley, and there were silent tombstones. ——An Mi Valley is a cemetery, in which are the ancestors of the Lin family, as well as the lonely elders in Qingtian Town, women who cannot go home after being divorced.

The existence of An Mi Valley is the only one in this world. Lin Funing remembered that the great monk once said with emotion that the Lin family had done a lot of great merit in a century, and among them, the An Mi Valley was the one that he admired the most.

Abandoned women, lonely old people, have nowhere to go, and can only throw their corpses in the wilderness after death. However, with the ancestral hall and temple of the Lin family, abandoned women can take shelter, lonely old people can be cared for, and after death It is a great merit to be able to enter An Mi Valley.

Therefore, this An Mi Valley is also an existence silently respected by the people in Qingtian Town.

Every July [-]th—the Cold Food Festival, a festival for worshiping and offering sacrifices to ancestors, the people of Qingtian Town would come to the outside of An Mi Valley to offer flowers and precious candles.

Lin Funing also came with his grandfather last year. Originally, Huawazi was not qualified to worship his ancestors, but his grandfather said, "Isn't Huawazi a descendant of the Lin family?!", and brought him to An Mi Valley.

Lin Funing was lying on the window, looking at the purple flowers outside An Mi Valley, swaying in the wind like a stream, Lin Funing couldn't help grinning, it would be nice if he could sleep peacefully in this place after death.

When they arrived at the Wuming Temple, Lin Funing got out of the carriage with a gauze hat and walked into the Wuming Temple.

As soon as he entered the Wuming Temple, Lin Funing went straight into the main room in the front hall. His master, the Great Monk Wuchen, would play chess with the big brother in the main room during this period of time.

Well, sure enough.

In the main room, an old monk with a long beard and white eyebrows was playing chess with a middle-aged man.

"Ning'er is here?" The person who spoke was a thin middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, with black hair tied behind his head. He had an ordinary face, but his eyes were gentle and restrained.

Lin Funing's eyebrows and eyes curled up, and the corners of his mouth curled up. He stepped forward quickly, and first bowed politely, "Ning'er has met the senior brother!" Then he raised his head and grinned at the middle-aged man with a bright smile. Cunningly, after laughing, he turned his head to look at another old monk in gray monk robe with white beard and eyebrows, and bowed respectfully, "Tuer Funing pays homage to Master."

The old monk was just Wu Chen, with a slight smile, he raised his hand to signal Lin Funing to get up, "Ning'er doesn't need to be polite."

When Lin Funing got up, the old monk smiled kindly, "Ning'er is late today, and after distributing the herbal medicines, I have to copy the Herbal Sutra one more time."

When Lin Funing heard it, he immediately lowered his face, isn't it, the Book of Herbs is so thick... It is already very hard to copy it three times on weekdays, and I have to copy it again...

The old monk looked at Lin Funing, and asked with a loving smile, "Ning'er doesn't want to do it?"

When Lin Funing heard this, he bowed his hands and bowed respectfully, "I don't dare, I will go now." After Lin Funing said that, he walked backwards out of the main house.

The old monk stroked his long snow-white beard, nodded with a smile, and watched Lin Funing leave.

The middle-aged man at the side waited for Lin Funing's back to disappear in the corridor before he smiled and said, "Yesterday, Madam Lin sent someone to inform that Ning'er will be half an hour late today, so why is the teacher punishing Ning'er?"

The old monk stroked his beard, smiled and looked at the middle-aged man, "Wei Cheng, Ning'er is smart, do you remember how long you memorized the Herbal Classic back then?"

The middle-aged man, that is, Wei Cheng smiled wryly, "If the teacher doesn't say it, the students will forget it. The students memorized the Hundred Herbal Classics for a whole year. In the end, the teacher said that I didn't memorize it well and fined me to copy it for a whole year." a year."

The old monk chuckled, "Your aptitude is the number one among my four students, but you have memorized the Hundred Herbs for a year. Do you know how long Ning'er has been memorizing?"

Wei Cheng became curious, "Teacher, how long has Ning'er memorized?"

"Hehe...it's only half a year." The old monk smiled, admiring and satisfied.

Wei Cheng was surprised, and then smiled, "The student should congratulate the teacher, Ning'er is so talented, she should be able to inherit the mantle of the teacher."

The old monk shook his head slightly, as if he was a bit regretful, "Ning'er is smart, but he is only interested in medical skills and Qimen Dunjia. Although he can learn Tianshu, it is a pity that he is not talented enough in Tiansu , the strictness that I can teach him is only medical skills and the art of dunjia."

Wei Cheng smiled and comforted, "Students think that Ning'er is so smart, she will not disappoint the teacher in the future."

The old monk smiled, "Although it's a pity, I'm not disappointed. Being able to find Ning'er as my direct disciple means that the inheritance of Master Ligou has not been cut off."

Wei Cheng smiled and said, "This is also Ning'er's blessing. It is a great honor to inherit the teacher's legacy."

The old monk stroked his beard and smiled, twirled the white chess with his fingers and put it down lightly, and said, "Tell me, Wei Cheng, you came to Qingtian Town not just to find a teacher."

Wei Cheng also picked up the black chess, put it on the board, and said with a smile, "Sure enough, I can't hide it from the teacher." After a pause, Wei Cheng said softly, "It's the emperor's order. The mother and concubine of the fourth prince—Concubine Rong has passed away. , the fourth prince asked the emperor to keep his filial piety for Concubine Rong for three years. The empress dowager heard about the filial piety of the four princes, and issued a decree, ordering the Ministry of Rites to build a tomb in Qingtian Town, the hometown of Concubine Rong. And allowed the four The prince kept filial piety for Concubine Rong in Qingtian Town for three years. After the empress dowager issued the decree, the emperor gave me a decree, ordering me to be the teacher of the fourth prince during the three years of filial piety for the fourth prince."

The old monk shook his head slightly, and sighed, "The court is right and wrong, intrigues, scrambling for fame and fortune, Wei Cheng, if there is a chance, he will leave as soon as possible."

Wei Cheng smiled wryly, put down the black chess piece again, and sighed, "Student understands that the officialdom is ups and downs, and the court is dark, so it's not a place to stay for a long time, but the Wei family is the retainer of the Qi family, even if the Qi family is not the ruler of the world, Wei Cheng The family cannot be separated from the Qi family."

The old monk nodded slightly, twiddled the white chess with his fingers, and said in a deep voice, "Although this is the case, the affairs of the royal family are intricate and involve a lot. Since you are a retainer, you should stick to your duties as a retainer. Don't get involved in the royal family's affairs. "

Wei Cheng bowed his hands solemnly, "Yes, the student understands." After a pause, Wei Cheng looked at the old monk and said with a smile, "However, this time, the student is really grateful for the emperor's decree, if it wasn't for the emperor's decree, I would I don't know that the teacher is in Qingtian Town, and that I have such a cute little brother as Ning Er."

The old monk smiled, which is true.He lives in seclusion here, teaching Funing, the Lin family is the only one who knows that he is here, but the Lin family has always tacitly not mentioned his existence to the outside world.If it wasn't for His Majesty's will, his student Wei Cheng would not know that he was here.

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At this time, Lin Funing was struggling to pick up herbs.

There is an acre of herbal medicine field behind the Wuming Temple, and there is a grass shed beside the herbal medicine field, and many herbs are placed in it.Lin Funing has dealt with medicinal herbs every day for the past three years, from being overwhelmed by medicinal herbs at the beginning, to today he picks out medicinal herbs deftly.

Lin Funing straightened up, sighed, stretched out his little hand behind his back and beat his waist, I don't know if it was luck or misfortune... His master was strict with him, well, it is a good thing that a strict teacher produces a good student, but don't let him be angry because of his inner feelings. There is the soul of a mature adult in the core, so he has such high demands on him.Lin Funing looked at the sky with teary eyes, copying books or something, can I change it to something else?

"Ning'er." A smiling voice sounded.

Lin Funing turned his head and saw that it was Wei Cheng, his senior brother, hurriedly cupped his hands in salute, and grinned obediently, "Hi senior senior brother!"

Wei Cheng looked at Lin Funing Douding's mature body pretending to be an adult, and couldn't help smiling. The teacher has four students, all of whom are about the same age as him. He thought that one of them would become the teacher's disciple in the future. Inheriting the inheritance of the teacher, but he didn't think that the teacher had found the direct disciple without making a sound, and this direct disciple was still a cute little flower baby.

Wei Cheng looked at Lin Funing with a smile, with a gentle smile in his eyes. He never thought of inheriting the inheritance of the teacher. After all, for the second son of the Wei family, to inherit the inheritance of the teacher is the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng. No matter how you think about it, the family will not agree.Besides, he is already married and has a son and a daughter.However, it was still very surprising that the teacher would accept a Huawazi as his direct disciple.

However, after getting along with this child for a long time in the past month, he can understand the teacher's thoughts.Although Huawazi, this child is smart and cunning, and very interesting.Hehe... Thinking about watching him beat his back and sigh pretending to be an adult just now, but the little short hand would slip off... Haha, it's so interesting.

Wei Cheng suppressed his smile, took a step forward, helped Lin Funing up, and said with a low laugh, "Ning'er, have you finished picking up herbs?"

Lin Funing smiled sheepishly, "I've picked it."

Wei Cheng looked up at the thatched shed, and had to say that Lin Funing did a good job.As the teacher said, Lin Funing is really talented in medical skills.

"Is Ning'er going to copy the Classic of Herbs?" Wei Cheng looked down at Lin Funing and asked.

When Lin Funing heard this, his face wrinkled, and he grabbed Wei Cheng's sleeve pitifully, and asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, can you intercede for Ning'er? Ning'er really doesn't want to be late. Mother has something to do, so Ning'er was late."

Wei Cheng knelt down, raised his hand and patted Lin Funing's head, and said with a gentle smile, "Don't worry, Ning'er, the teacher has already said that you are allowed to copy one less time."

Lin Funing's eyes lit up, really?That would be great!

Looking at Lin Funing's bright eyes, Wei Cheng couldn't help but laugh, this child really has everything written on his face.