old grace

Halfway through the journey, it began to rain lightly in Dragon City.

The third lady's carriage looks luxurious and spacious, but in fact, the entire carriage tries its best to take care of the space inside the carriage, and the driver's living space is very small.

The separated seat board is only one and a half feet long, and the top board for the driver to shade from the sun and rain is less than two feet long. Unless the driver is as thin as a child, even if there is no wind and rain falling vertically, it can barely cover it.

At this moment, the slanting wind was blowing, and the dense drizzle was blowing on Fu Chuan's face and body.

He wiped his face and shrunk himself into the car as much as possible. The broken hair hanging from his forehead had become wet, and his eyes were tied in locks.

He used his fingers to smooth the long strands of hair behind his ears, and smoothed the shorter hairs up the top of the hair.

The curtain of the car was raised, Xie Qinghe supported his shoulder: "Come in the car."

Fu Chuan was stunned: "Huh?"

Xie Qinghe had already gone to pick up the whip in his hand, and said, "I'll drive the carriage. Come in."

"It's raining outside. I'm already drenched here, don't come out again, it's so uncomfortable to get your clothes wet." Fu Chuan grabbed the whip and refused to let go, and deliberately moved his buttocks to block his body in front of Xie Qinghe , "I'll be home soon, don't worry."

"I'm not in a hurry." Seeing Fu Chuan's posture, he would never let him take over the vehicle. Xie Qinghe thought for a while and said, "Or find a spacious and unobstructed place and park the car. We will leave after the rain stops. "

Fu Chuan wiped his face, drove the car and continued on his way: "It's okay, the rain is not too heavy."

A young monk like him is in good health, so how can the drizzle be a hindrance?It's just that the falling hair is more annoying.

Xie Qinghe saw that a few strands of broken hair in front of his forehead were always hanging down, sticking wetly to his cheeks or eyelids, and there were raindrops mixed in, taking advantage of the situation and hitting the child's face which was painted beyond recognition with special paint, he couldn't help it. Said: "You park the car first. I will curl your hair for you."

Fu Chuan is not very interested in the matter of hair oil, but he likes to be "taken care of" by his uncle.

In the morning, the uncle disguised himself for him, and just sat in front of the uncle, letting the uncle write and draw on his face with eyebrow pencil paint, and there was a special feeling of intimacy.The uncle's eyes will look at him intently, shaping him with his hands, marveling at the changes on his face...

The feeling of being stared at intently and looking forward to achievement is so good.

Moreover, he doesn't have to do anything, or work hard, to get the satisfaction and praise of his uncle.

At this moment Xie Qinghe told him to park the car, he immediately found a place where there were no people, stopped the car, remembering to get out of the car and touched two parking stones under the wheels, and jumped back into the carriage full of expectation.

——Even if Xie Qinghe made him greasy, like a greasy and annoying dude under the mountain, he would recognize it!

Unexpectedly, Xie Qinghe didn't take out a can of oil to smear his head, and took the jade hairpin on top of his head with one hand. Wei Qin handed him a comb and towel, first wiped his hair, and then slowly combed it.

It's an amazing feeling to have your hair combed.

Fu Chuan sat cross-legged in front of Xie Qinghe, his collar was still a little wet and uncomfortable, and he was so comfortable that he felt drowsy.

He couldn't help chatting with Xie Qinghe: "Master, is my hair very broken in front?"

"Yeah." Xie Qinghe only had one hand to use, and occasionally had to let Fu Chuan pull a lock of hair by himself. Fortunately, although the two of them were cooperating for the first time, the tacit understanding was pretty good, and Xie Qinghe didn't find it too inconvenient.

"Uncle Li told me that there is a lot of soft hair on the forehead, which means that the first half of life is hard. I was very unconvinced when I was young. I heard that the hair grows well after shaving, so I used Uncle Li's razor blade to shave the soft hair on the forehead and the hair. I shaved it once, and again...it's still so soft." Fu Chuan's tone was not very convinced at the moment.

Xie Qinghe was braiding the broken hair on his forehead for him, and denied it: "There is no such statement in the photo book, it is a rumor among the people."

Fu Chuan pulled the end of his hair with one hand, and touched the back of his neck with the other hand: "I don't have soft hair on the back! Uncle Li said that this means that my life is bitter before sweet. Although I was unlucky in the first half of my life , but my hair is so thick and thick, and there is no soft hair on the back... I can go on a smooth road. In the future, I will definitely be full of peaches and plums, with hundreds of sons and grandchildren... I'm talking about disciples and grandchildren."

Xie Qinghe changed his mouth again: "That's right."

"Master, you say it's folk rumors for a while, and then you say it's like this." Fu Chuan turned his head, "You make me happy."

Xie Qinghe dexterously pinched his slipped braid, Fu Chuan quickly raised his hand to apologize, expressing that he dared not move anymore.After a while, I couldn't help laughing again: "I like other people to make me happy."

Xie Qinghe couldn't help laughing.

Normal children will correct adults hoarsely, don't coax me, don't perfunctory me, you have to respect me.

The kid's reaction was really funny.

The little braid on the left was quickly braided, and Xie Qinghe asked Fu Chuan to pinch it together.

"Uncle." Fu Chuan suddenly spoke again.

"Ah."

"If you have time in the future, can you comb my hair again?" Fu Chuan was a little embarrassed, with a hint of temptation, "I'm afraid I can't comb my hair well."

With the fineness of Fu Chuan's marksmanship, let alone using his fingers, ask him to braid his own hair with the point of the spear, and he can braid it without any damage.If you insist on coquettishly saying that you can't comb your hair well, and insist on pestering your uncle to do it, what you are obsessed with is just the process of "hands-on" by your uncle.

He is just a child mentality, if he wants to eat candy, he asks an adult for candy.

Xie Qinghe thought a lot.

If we talk about the future, how will he deal with himself in the future?Are you going back to Hanshan?Is it possible to live in the same place with the younger brother?

After going through many things, Xie Qinghe said: "If you have free time, of course you can."

Junior brother lived very lonely in Hanshan.Instead of relying on the teacher, not talking about the senior brothers, instead of talking about the senior brothers, I put all my emotions on a non-existent "idol".Xie Qinghe understands his loneliness and is willing to be the junior brother's reliance.

Fu Chuan is not yet at the age when he has experienced thousands of sails, his heart is as cold as iron, and he can support the rest of his life and the world alone.

Fu Chuan was very happy.

After the braids on both sides were combed, Xie Qinghe combed his long hair, tied the bun with one hand, and put the jade hairpin in.

As Fu Chuan said, the back of his neck is very clean, without a trace of soft hair. After the bun is done, it is very clean and beautiful.

Fu Chuan touched his completely quiet forehead, hugged Xie Qinghe, put his head on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Master, I like it so much! I have never been so refreshed! Master's hands are so dexterous! Master Does uncle have a daughter!"

Xie Qinghe thought he had heard wrong.daughter?

Fu Chuan had already got out of the carriage in despair, moved the parking stone back, and hurriedly drove the carriage towards the warehouse.

The rain was dense and gentle near the Forbidden Palace, and the rain became more violent as it went towards the warehouse.Except for the carriages of the noble families rushing home, most of the passers-by were crowded under the eaves to hide from the rain, and the carriages carrying goods were piled up with rain mats and cloth covers, looking for places to hide from the rain.

Relying on his amazing eyesight, Fu Chuan continued to drive back.

However, even the heavy rain couldn't stop him from nagging: "Patriarch Su Mingyu really knows how to choose a place. The nobles in the imperial city are warm in winter and cool in summer, with clear clouds and gentle breeze, moistened by drizzle. The untouchables at the foot of the city gate, Even the rain has to be treated more brutally."

Xie Qinghe heard what he said paranoid, and knew that what Fu Wei did had angered him.

At this time, if you want to coax Fu Chuan, you can follow his tone and scold him a few times.

Xie Qinghe thought for a while, but still decided not to be indifferent to his younger brother's temper, and explained: "There are only a few places with sweet wind and beautiful water. If people want to live in one place, some people must live in a good place and some in a bad place." Fifty miles away, there is a village named Xinghuadang, a place with the same Fengshui and smooth weather, light rain and light snow, free from drought, flood, ice and snow. The land is a good place, why do people in the village want to move into Longcheng?"

Fu Chuan immediately sensed the vague meaning of admonishment, and kept silent again.

"This is naturally because the benefits of living together are greater, it is more convenient for the villagers, and the future is brighter. If you don't want to play with others, naturally you don't have to praise their stinky feet. If you want to eat at the table, it is not respectful at first. Accompany the last seat?" Xie Qinghe said quietly.

Fu Chuan said in a low voice: "The disciple realizes his mistake."

Xie Qinghe didn't hear right, he took a step forward to look at Fu Chuan's face, Fu Chuan held his horsewhip and lowered his head, his face was cloudy in the heavy rain.

It just so happened that he had already returned to the door of the warehouse, so Fu Chuan jumped off the carriage and opened the door of the warehouse in the rainstorm that made people's vision blurred.The gate of the warehouse was still some distance away from the guest room where he lived, but Fu Chuan didn't get in the car, and led the horse on foot.

Are you angry?Xie Qinghe couldn't help frowning.

Does this kid really only like others to coax him, and he can't have the slightest objection?Angry for not following his tone?

Being so self-willed is a bit of Xie Qinghe's demeanor back then.

However, even if it was Xie Qinghe back then, when encountering a topic that he disagreed with Shangguan Shiyi, when Shangguan Shiyi raised a few words, he just smiled and perfunctory, and would not turn his face and get angry, let alone hold grudges with Shangguan Shiyi.

After all, everyone has their own ideas, even if they disagree with you, there is no need to hurt each other's friendship, right?

... The weight of the uncle, of course, cannot be compared with the master.

Xie Qinghe touched his nose.

What's more, he is still a fake uncle.

The benefits of the warehouse were manifested at this moment. Fu Chuan pulled the carriage back to the empty warehouse on the first floor. There was a roof on the roof to keep out the rain. Xie Qinghe, Donkey Dan, and Wei Qin were all dry, not even their shoes were wet. In a little while, he went directly from the dry warehouse back to the wing room on the second floor.

Only Fu Chuan, who was driving the car, was soaked by the heavy rain, and even the bun that Xie Qinghe tied up for him collapsed.

He freed the horse and led it back to the stable.

Xie Qinghe wanted to say a few words to him, but he couldn't be anxious seeing him in such a mess: "Take a bath in hot water and catch the cold carefully."

Fu Chuan nodded: "Yeah. I'm going to cook water. Uncle Shi will go back to the house to rest for a while."

It was raining too hard, and it was impossible to go out for dinner. I asked the nearby restaurant to deliver the noodles, and I was afraid that the dishes would be wet.Fu Chuan simply boiled a large pot of stew while cooking water, and took a bath in the kitchen when he greeted Xie Qinghe and others for dinner.

Xie Qinghe couldn't eat anymore.

However, Fu Chuan was so tempered, he was also a little angry, suppressed his worries about Fu Chuan, and sat down for dinner.

After dinner, Wei Qin used to collect the bowl and wipe the table with donkey eggs.This day, Xie Qinghe helped deliver the bowls to the downstairs kitchen, Wei Qin, such a perceptive little villain, didn't say a word, and didn't say "Grandpa, let me go".

The rain was loud.

Fu Chuan could still distinguish Xie Qinghe's footsteps.

Xie Qinghe put the bowl and chopsticks into the wooden basin filled with hot water, turned around and took a look at Fu Chuan.

The child sat in the tub, resting on his back, with a wet towel over his eyes.He reached out and touched the tub, and the water was still warm enough.I still reminded: "Remember to add water, don't soak in the cold."

Fu Chuan ignored him.

Xie Qinghe was a little distressed, and a little bit angry, what kind of bad temper did this kid raise?

"You take a shower and eat, come to my room." Xie Qinghe urged as gently as possible.

Xie Qinghe didn't want to teach him a lesson.

At Fu Chuan's current age, he knows everything he needs to know. Apart from winning over, the teacher will not get any effect by forcibly suppressing and reprimanding him.

Xie Qinghe asked himself that he had no influence on Fu Chuan.For an uncle like him who came out halfway, Fu Chuan didn't tear his face and asked him "None of your business", it was already a child who recognized the orderly rules of the school.It was normal for Fu Chuan to refuse to listen to him.

Asking Fu Chuan to go to his place is to discuss the matter of entering the palace.

It is not easy to treat a person as a "demon", and then use the method of becoming a demon to enter the person's past and construct a small world.

Xie Qinghe met Fu Wei 11 years ago. Fu Wei basically has no qualifications for cultivation, which means that he cannot strengthen his three souls and seven souls.Only then did Xie Qinghe say with confidence that he took Fu Chuan to "see" his heart.Rao is so, the prior arrangement is also more troublesome.

For example, he had to bring Fu Chuan into the palace, get in touch with Fu Wei at close range, and capture Fu Wei's soul in order to "become enchanted".

The two of them went to the palace, leaving Wei Qin and Donkey Dan in the warehouse, it was not safe after all.But it is even more unsafe to go to the palace with these two burdens.After thinking about it, Xie Qinghe put his idea into the space of the Patriarch.After all, Fu Chuan always had a pendant around his neck.If he used the excuse of knowing the pendant and asked Fu Chuan to borrow the space of the Patriarch, would Fu Chuan not object too much?

If Fu Chuan is really unwilling, he can reveal his identity and use his own space.

It's been a few days since the broken wrist in the middle of the night, so if I explain my identity at this time, it should be... not so embarrassing.

Xie Qinghe figured out what was going on, and after returning to the room, he took out the yellow paper and cinnabar from the space, and began to draw the talisman paper.

He has phantom poison in his body, if he casts the spell directly, he is afraid that the strong energy will damage Fu Wei's soul, and the spell cast through the talisman will be more gentle.

Forcibly turning people into demons is definitely not a righteous way of magic.

Regardless of whether Fu Wei is a good person or what will happen to him, it is not the reason for Xie Qinghe to forcibly break into his past memory.

In the final analysis, Fu Wei is a human being, not a demon that confuses people's minds and deliberately confuses normal people's memories.This time it was Xie Qinghe who took the initiative to attack Fu Wei's soul memory.He knew he was wrong, so he had to think twice about the method of kidnapping Fu Wei to "bewitch" him, so as to make him more gentle and harmless.

Drawing talismans is an extremely labor-intensive task, one must concentrate on it and write freely.

Xie Qinghe finished writing the spells to be used in one breath, and when he put down the pen, he realized that Fu Chuan hadn't come yet.

Outside the window, the rain was raging, blinding the sky.

Xie Qinghe couldn't tell how much time had passed.

Just looking at the number of talismans I drew, it must have been at least an hour, right?Nearly two hours?

This bad temper.

Xie Qinghe sighed in his heart.What can be done?Take the initiative to bow your head to coax.

He put away the talisman paper on the table, and walked out listening to the movement.

Donkey Dan and Wei Qin were talking in a low voice. The two children seemed to be playing some clapping game?There was no one in Fu Chuan's bedroom, it was very quiet.Xie Qinghe continued to walk out, and there was no one in the dining hall.

Isn't it still soaking in the tub?Xie Qinghe was surprised by his own thoughts.

Fortunately, after walking two steps forward, in a wing room, I heard Fu Chuan's breathing.

This time I got very angry, it was only a matter of two sentences, and I was so angry that I even refused to live in the room next door to me, and wanted to move here?

Xie Qinghe was too confused. He reflected on the two sentences he said, and felt that his tone was not fierce, and he didn't mean to reprimand.At the beginning, Fu Chuan was hit twice, but Fu Chuan was not so angry.

Anyway, pay first, right?It is rare for Xie Qinghe to look back a few times in his life, and basically he is all on Fu Chuan.

Approaching the wing, Xie Qinghe realized that Fu Chuan had not closed the door.

He still planned to knock on the door to greet him, to see if his junior brother would reject him, but he didn't know that he hadn't raised his hand while standing at the door...

The scene in the room made Xie Qinghe's throat tight.

On the east wall of the side room is a bill case, the sundries on it have been cleaned up, only an incense burner is placed.

There is an incense stick in the censer, and seven or eight burnt incense ash are sprinkled on the table.

Under the table, there is a small square stool.

An oil lamp was lit on the stool, and a book of scriptures was spread out.

Fu Chuan knelt on the side of the stool, chanting scriptures with his head bowed under the dim light, and remained motionless.

He is kneeling.

The so-called kneeling scriptures are actually punishments for kneeling.

It is only because the head disciple is honorable and cannot be commanded or punished, so he kneels and recites scriptures in the Patriarch Hall.

——You can’t worship people, you should always worship your ancestors.

Hearing Xie Qinghe's footsteps, Fu Chuan still bowed his head while chanting, and gently turned the back page.

Xie Qinghe remembered that yesterday afternoon, he chatted casually with Fu Chuan and gave Fu Chuan a yin and yang fish button, Fu Chuan turned his head and asked him cautiously, did the uncle warn me?

He always thought that Fu Chuan was too bad-tempered, so he held back his temper all the way and played with him.

It's just that it never occurred to him that he just disagreed with Fu Chuan, and after a few rebuttals, Fu Chuan misunderstood his meaning.

If you give a yin and yang fish button with a good voice, you will be worried that it will be a warning.Now that Xie Qinghe clearly gave some rebuttal "pointing", how could it be possible for Fu Chuan to easily treat it as a "joke"?

In other words, Fu Chuan can pretend that he doesn't understand and ignore his "points".

However, Fu Chuan did not.

He may also be very wronged in his heart, but he still rearranged the scripture hall.

Light the incense and take out the scriptures.

Kneel down and chant.

My uncle wants to teach me a lesson, so I will listen to my uncle.

...I want to please my uncle and prevent my uncle from hating me.

Fu Chuan is not a character who is easy to admit mistakes. His identity does not allow him to be obsequious to all the elders.

He had been taught a lesson by his seniors, he bowed his head and didn't speak, just being submissive.

Realizing that Xie Qinghe was "pointing" him this time, he immediately shut up and did not speak, just admitting his mistake and giving up.

If Xie Qinghe was really indifferent, he would probably be able to appreciate the subtle difference. However, Xie Qinghe was also a disciple of the head of the sect, and when facing Fu Chuan, he did not have the cautious attitude of serving the young master as an auxiliary branch.

He and Fu Chuan just chatted a few words, just like when he chatted with Shangguan Shiyi in the past, how could he know that Fu Chuan's life is difficult?

Fu Chuan thought he had bowed his head, but Xie Qinghe clung to him and continued to reprimand him.

He was very sad in his heart, and he didn't want to put on airs as the head disciple in front of his uncle, so he immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake to Xie Qinghe.

However, Fu Chuan still has face after all.Who would dare to chase him down like this?To say where he did not do well, one sentence has to turn eight corners, let him understand by himself.He was "trained" by Xie Qinghe so badly that he avoided Xie Qinghe as much as possible.

Hearing Xie Qinghe come in from the door, he closed the scriptures and explained softly: "The disciple recited "Tao De" twelve times, this is the eighth stick of incense."

Xie Qinghe put his hands on his thin shoulders, loosened his tense voice, and said, "I'm not teaching you."

Fu Chuan bowed his head and said, "Reading scriptures is also homework."

"Fu Chuan..."

"What the uncle said, I remember it in my heart. When I recited the scriptures just now, I thought about it for a while, and I knew that the uncle was doing it for my own good. He was afraid that I would become paranoid and fall into the devil's way. The button that gave me the yin-yang fish the day before yesterday was also for the same reason. I He likes to talk nonsense, but in his heart he understands the truth that everything is a dog. It’s just that words are the voice of the heart, and if you talk too much, you will inevitably think that way in your heart. My uncle taught me to love me.” Fu Legend.

Xie Qinghe's hand holding his shoulder tightened slightly, and corrected again: "I have some intentions to teach you, but I don't dare to say that I must be right. You can listen to it or not. It's not a word." train' you."

"Xiao Chuan, if you have something to say, you can tell me, don't turn your head away, let alone find a room by yourself, light a stick of incense and kneel."

Xie Qinghe helped him up, touched his eyes that were aggrieved: "Did I beat you?"

Fu Chuan nodded.

"Then you know I'm different from everyone else. I don't hide my words in compliments, and I don't make you guess. When I smile, I'm really happy. I'm not happy That's when you're really angry."

Xie Qinghe held him in his arms, patted his vest lightly, and comforted him: "When I chat with you, I just chat, and when I talk, I talk. People have emotions and desires, so of course there will be moments of anger and resentment. The emperor doesn't pay attention to things, and you are dissatisfied That's a normal reaction. As your...friend, I would like to remind you not to be blinded by emotions, this is not a lesson, and you don't need to admit your mistakes and plead guilty."

At this moment, Fu Chuan stretched out his hand to grab his clothes and put them in his arms: "Don't you really think I'm stupid and disgusting?"

"It's ignorance to think you're stupid. I think you're annoying..." Xie Qinghe laughed, "It's quite annoying."

Fu Chuan stepped back angrily and stared at him.

"Hurry up and put on your clothes. I'll comb your hair and you'll be a clean and beautiful young man again. I won't hate you anymore." Xie Qinghe glanced down at him, "You didn't wear any socks? Didn't you even eat? ?”

Fu Chuan immediately retorted: "I ate it."

If you come here to kneel without eating, then you are not admitting your mistake, but deliberately angry.

"Then you get dressed and go to my room, and I'll comb your hair." Xie Qinghe faintly felt sorry for his junior brother, and it was inevitable that he would be more pampered.

All the grievances of Fu Chuan seemed to disappear. He put on the shoes that had fallen to the side, and said, "I didn't wear them because I got wet. I didn't wear them on purpose." Then he ran out happily, looking for his clothes , and then go to Wei Qin to get the comb.

Listening to the cheerful whistle in his mouth, Xie Qinghe always felt that it was a huge mistake not to take Fu Chuan by his side to raise him.

How much wronged did Fu Chuan suffer when he didn't know?Alone in the Patriarch Hall, how many times have you read "Tao De"?