I dare not

Wang Weili walked to the bed next to Gu Qiao politely, "Young Master Gu, are you asleep?"

Gu Qiao was sorting out the notes written during the day, and answered him without raising her head, "I'm not sleepy, go to sleep."

Wang Weili saw Gu Qiao's slender figure busy beside the shrine in front of the Buddha statue, the dim light of the oil lamp cast a faint halo on his whole body, and a few strands of hair blocked his beautiful side face, just like a storyteller The gods in the heavenly palace.

Wang Weili felt belatedly that he shouldn't sleep with the gods, so he quickly pulled the bed to the door and lay down with his back to Gu Qiao.

Not long after, Gu Qiao heard the loud snoring sound again rhythmically.

After blowing out the oil lamp, he got into the secret passage behind the Buddha statue familiarly, and arrived at the meditation room where the little fool lived.

The room was dark and silent, only the slight sound from the bed.

After listening carefully, I realized that it was the sound made by the little fool's teeth colliding slightly.

Gu Qiao reached out and touched his head with sweat.

The boy was facing the wall and curled up into a ball, his hands tightly hugged his arms, and his head was deeply buried in his arms.

Seeing his arched back trembling slightly, Gu Qiao felt a pain in her heart, and softly called out: "Fool, fool."

I didn't know what to call him before, but now I call him a fool, and it's a kind of distressed intimacy.

The little fool turned his body sideways, looked up at him, and squeezed out two words through his trembling teeth, "Gu... Qiao..."

This was the first time he called Gu Qiao's name.

Gu Qiao couldn't bear it, so she went to lie down next to the fool, not caring that he was dripping with sweat, and hugged him tightly from behind.

The boy froze for a moment, then arched himself back again, as if he wanted to shrink his whole body into Gu Qiao's arms.He was too tall, and Gu Qiao couldn't hug him whole, so she had to stick her face to his neck.

As if coaxing a child, he said, "Okay, I'm here, what's the matter with you?"

"Pain...pain..."

Gu Qiao remembered what Fazhang said, that people who are dependent on snail fruit will experience severe pain all over their bodies once they stop taking it.

It only took a day to stop and the pain became like this. How much pain it would take to completely quit!

"Where is the pill Master Fazhang gave you? Take one!"

The boy shook his head lightly, "No, that medicine...you have to hurt until you can't stand it..."

Gu Qiao tightened her arms and hugged him even harder, "Okay, I'll accompany you."

After midnight, the boy gradually calmed down.

"Feeling better now."

"Well, go to sleep, I'll wait until you fall asleep before leaving."

The little fool closed his eyes and waited for a while, "I can't sleep."

"Have you been like this all day today?"

"I couldn't bear it, I didn't eat a single one."

Gu Qiao was stunned for a moment, thinking that he looked like a kid asking for praise, so he rubbed his head in the posture of holding him, "You are amazing, awesome!"

The little fool became happy, turned around and looked at him with bright eyes.

Gu Qiao sighed, "Hey, idiot..." Pat him lightly like a child, coaxing: "Close your eyes, don't think about anything, and fall asleep in a while."

The little fool couldn't sleep, but Gu Qiao was already so sleepy, sitting and writing for a whole day, she was so tired that her bones were about to fall apart.

Seeing him yawning a few times, the young man imitated his example and patted him lightly, coaxing him, "Go to sleep, go to sleep."

Gu Qiao laughed, "I told you to sleep, why did you turn around and coax me? If I want to sleep, I can't sleep here. What if they come to see me tomorrow?"

"I'll accompany you there."

"what?"

The little fool said mysteriously: "I saw it, it's down there."

The little fool pointed to the low couch, and Gu Qiao knew that what he meant was that he saw him when he walked under the low couch.

"You can't go there, there are guards over there, this is our secret passage, you can't tell anyone, you know?"

"Know."

"What did you say when they gave you the medicine today?"

"I pretended to drink it and poured it out."

It seems that Huang Qi and the others knew that the medicine was addictive, so they didn't stare at him taking the medicine, and he didn't arouse suspicion when he secretly poured the medicine away.

The little fool said again: "The second brother is not here to deliver the medicine today, and the eldest brother has never been here either."

Gu Qiao thought for a while before realizing that the second brother and eldest brother he mentioned were Huang Qi and Du Gong, "Fool, they treat you like this, and you still call them big brother and second brother."

"I should have a big brother and a second brother."

"You remember?"

The fool shook his head, "I don't know, but when they call me the third child, I always think it's my brother calling me."

"Then I'll call you the third child from now on, if it reminds you a little bit."

"Ah."

"The third one."

"Hey."

"The third one."

"Hey."

The two played for a while the childish you call me answer game, Gu Qiao called him again: "Fool."

"Hey." He still agreed.

"What a fool?"

"Ah."

Gu Qiao sighed, "Fool!"

Gu Qiao waited until the fool fell asleep, and it was almost dawn when he returned from the secret passage.

Wang Weili sleeps against the door panel and drools, Gu Qiao seizes the time to lie down, sleeps for a while, and when the sun rises, it will be another day of hard work.

The next day, the people who lined up did not fit from the pulpit to the temple entrance. The crowd turned around the Buddhist hall, looking from a distance like a giant python entrenched in this small temple.

Gu Qiao could only sigh that this small temple can really pretend, why didn't I realize that there are so many people here before.

At noon, he was hot and thirsty, and he felt that his whole body was smoking, and the words he wrote danced on the paper.

A big, red, fragrant fruit appeared in front of his eyes. Gu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, then followed the hand holding the fruit up, and saw an iceberg face from his memory.

"Changfeng!" Gu Qiao said pleasantly, "You're back?"

"Yes." Chang Feng agreed coldly, put the fruit in Gu Qiao's hand, and said to everyone, "Benefactor Gu needs to rest, come back in half an hour."

The first person in the back row muttered dissatisfiedly, "Hey, why do you need to rest? I waited in line all morning, and it finally came to me..."

Chang Feng glanced coldly, and the man's muttering became smaller and smaller, and finally stopped talking.Everyone knows that this extraordinary student of Fazhang is very difficult to talk to. If Fazhang is compared to a Bodhisattva with low eyebrows, then Chang Feng is the angry-eyed Vajra.

"Don't worry, don't worry, everyone take your number plates and come here in this order in the afternoon. If you don't make it in the afternoon, come back tomorrow. You don't have to stand here and wait!"

Chang Ling held a stack of paper in his hand. On the paper were written the numbers "one", "two", "three", "four". Everyone could not read, so Chang Ling handed them out to them while pointing to the numbers on the paper to read. Listen to them.

"This method is good, who is so smart?" Gu Qiao boasted.

Chang Feng slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and in just a moment, his iceberg face returned, "Master, please go over and talk."

"Okay," Gu Qiao put away the paper he had written all morning and put it in his arms, "Let's go."

On the way, Gu Qiao asked him questions, asked him when he came back, and whether the trip went well, Chang Feng only answered one word or two, even less than when he was a child.

Fazhang waited in the meditation room, in front of a wooden table, a plate of tofu, a plate of green vegetables, and two small bowls filled with a small ball of white rice.

Chang Feng sent him to the door and left. Gu Qiao opened the door and walked in. Fazhang warmly invited him, "Come on, Chang Feng specially asked the kitchen to make tofu for you. The poor monk will enjoy the feast with you."

Gu Qiao was in poor health when he was a child. He lived in a temple and could not eat meat. His father would send him a lot of tofu every time to replenish his health. It turned out that Chang Feng always thought it was because he liked to eat tofu.

It seems that Chang Feng still cares about his childhood friendship very much, why does he have such a cold face when talking to him, even less cute than when he was a child.

"Little benefactor Gu, please."

"Master please."

Gu Qiao sat down opposite Fazhang, and Fazhang handed him a pair of chopsticks. The two stopped talking and started eating attentively.

After the meal, Fazhang said: "I have already told Chang Feng that he travels fast and can reach the capital in five or six days. I told him that he must hand over the things to your teacher."

"Thank you, master. I will try to complete the recording tomorrow, and then I will organize all these into a book, plus my written Lianzhou people's sentiments, and send them to the capital by Chang Feng."

"Good," Fazhang clasped his hands together, "if the imperial court can get the landlords to return the land to the peasants, half of Lianzhou's dilemma will be solved."

"It shouldn't be difficult. The Minzhou riots were caused by land annexation. At that time, several relatives of the emperor were involved. The matter was more complicated than that in Lianzhou. The Minzhou state government and local big families worked together and concealed it for many years. Later, someone The situation was directly sent to the palace, and the first emperor decreed to restore the farmland and return the land to the farmers, so the riots in Minzhou were quelled."

Fazhang nodded and said yes, "The situation in Lianzhou today is worse than that in Minzhou back then."

"Yes, so as long as my teacher sends the evidence to the palace, His Majesty should follow the example of the late emperor."

"Amitabha, but now Lianzhou has a heavy tax burden. Even if everyone goes back to farm, they may not be able to survive. We still have to solve the problem fundamentally."

"Yes, this involves the gold mine and the state capital, and it needs to be resolved through coordination between the two parties. I have written this matter in my letter, requesting the court to reduce the tax burden of Lianzhou and provide relief support to restore Lianzhou to life."

"That's good, if there is something that the poor monk needs to do, just ask little benefactor Gu."

"There is one thing." Speaking of this, Gu Qiao frowned, "I went to see the third child last night, and that fool was in so much pain to quit the snail fruit, I dare to ask the master if there is any way to do it. ease his pain."

"The medicinal properties of the snail fruit are fierce. According to the Buddhist scriptures, it is a plant that grows in hell. If you want to get rid of the control of the snail fruit, you must be extremely determined. You can only get through it yourself."

Gu Qiao's heart tightened after hearing this, "Then..."

"However, the poor monk can teach you a heart-clearing mantra, which can calm the mind and calm the mind, and stop evil. You can chant for him every day, which can relieve some pain."

"Yes, thank you Master."