Battle of the Red Chamber Ring III

Probably Dr. Chen was born with crow's mouth skills, waiting for the spring plowing to bring the autumn harvest, and Dongzang carrying a large amount of medicinal materials to the top of the mountain that night, Jia Huan woke up in pain from his sleep.The whole person fell into a low-grade fever, and his limbs and joints were sore and sore, and he occasionally convulsed.

Chun Geng was worried that he would not be able to take care of him in the near future, so he slept in Jia Huan's room, and got up when he heard the noise. I went out and shouted for Autumn Harvest, and cleaned up the newly built bath next door. There was firewood under it. Autumn Harvest went to light the fire, and Chun Geng waited for the water in the bath to boil, and then put the medicinal materials in after the water boiled. Waiting for the water temperature to drop again, fortunately it is winter again on the mountain, and the water temperature will be almost the same after a while.

The medicated bath is effective once. Jia Huan found that he was not in pain after entering, so he lay down by the pool and chatted with Chun Geng: "You sent your mother down the mountain, so you can see that she is crying?"

"No, my aunt seems to be very happy, with an uncontrollable smile on her face." Chun Geng thought about it for a while, and honestly told the truth.

'How is it possible, could it be that I was cheated by their cooperation? ? ? There were three question marks on Jia Huan's head. He blinked and looked at Chun Geng. After a while, he rubbed the back of his ears with his hands, feeling a little itchy.

"Actually, it seems that the master sent a letter to his aunt a while ago. It was read by the old mother. After reading it, he listened to the order to keep the young master from knowing. This is probably the case." Chun Geng thought about it for a while and continued. , "Instead of thinking for yourself, why don't you ask the son clearly, you know, the son has always been involved in your affairs, young master."

"Tell me, why didn't I realize that Ada was so cruel, he was very cute when he was young." Jia Huan poked Chun Geng's arm with his hand, feeling a little unbelievable.

"Is the prince you know the same as the prince we know? Isn't he cute at all? The one who chased us with a big knife at the age of eight or nine can only be described as cruel." Chun Geng Blinking hard, I want Jia Huan to receive my brain supplement.

"Even if you stare your eyes out, I don't know what you're thinking, Chun Geng, how long do you think I'll be soaking like this." Jia Huan decisively changed the subject, discussing Ada with the people of Ada, it was a little bit risk.

Chun Geng looked up at the ceiling and thought for a while, then turned around and said, "If I remember correctly, it should be an hour."

'One hour is two hours, I will be soaked! Depressed, Jia Huan buried his face in the water, spitting out bubbles in the water.

Chun Geng stood up suddenly, put a finger on his face, and smiled at Jia Huan: "Since the young master has nothing else to do, why not try Dr. Chen's prescription, that can make the young master grow taller." The one with jet-black shiny hair!"

' Didn't hear, didn't hear, didn't hear. Jia Huan silently sank himself into the water, and fled slowly to the window, but someone grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him out, only to see that Chun Geng was holding a bowl of black water in one hand. He said to Jia Huan, "Since the young master cut off his hair and didn't discuss it with us, he should listen to us obediently and cooperate with the doctor's prescription."

Jia Huan looked back at Chun Geng, and vaguely felt that it was better not to refuse this time, so he silently turned around and lay down by the pool again.Chun Geng stretched out his hand and slowly wiped the medicine on Jia Huan's bald head, then took out a spare square towel from the side, moistened it, put it half dry on Jia Huan's head, and muttered "Hei Liang" in his mouth. Dark or something.

"Is it bad for me to cut my hair?" Jia Huan moved his neck, looked up and didn't feel anything strange, so he looked down at Chun Geng again.

"Parents who suffer from body hair and skin, young master, if you don't escape into Buddhism, you can't lose an inch. Didn't you realize that we are very careful when combing your hair every day?" Chun Geng sighed and threw away the things in his hand. Going to the side, he scooped up a spoonful of water with a spoon to wash his hands.

Jia Huan felt that it was not good to shake his head, but he really didn't notice this aspect at all!He leaned his hands against the edge of the pool and closed his eyes silently. It was so good to be able to take a hot bath in the freezing cold, and his whole body felt thawed from the inside out.

Waiting to wake up, Jia Huan found that he had actually fallen asleep in the pool. Waiting to open his eyes and saw the familiar bed rails, he rubbed his eyes and looked out.

"You're awake. Brother has gone down the mountain to do some shopping. I'll wait for you to wash up after I finish cleaning up." Outside, Qiushou, who was sprinkling water with a tub in his hand, saw Jia Huan get up, and shouted towards the window. As he spoke, he sped up the speed of sprinkling water.

Jia Huan stretched her waist, moved her neck, and felt that she had never felt so relaxed before. She took the clothes on the bedside and put them on, and took the face towel beside her to wash.Waiting for the autumn harvest to enter the house, he saw Jia Huan sitting at the table drinking porridge with steamed buns.

"Have you washed up, young master?" Qiu Shou asked carefully as he leaned over.

"Dong Zang, let him come over to eat together. Now there is no one else in the mansion, so we don't need too many rules, and I always treat you as my own, so it's rare that we can eat together." Jia Huan swallowed the porridge in his mouth, He smiled at the autumn harvest and showed his white teeth.

"It's already been used. In another hour, people in the monastery can have lunch. The young master just came and a young monk said that you haven't gone to the place where the abbot asked you to clean. Just tell me, I will go Cleaned up for you."

"No, I'll go by myself. It's boring to be idle anyway." Jia Huan waved his hand, swallowed another mouthful of steamed buns, and drank the porridge. Very fragrant.After he finished eating the steamed buns in his hand, he raised his head and drank the porridge in the bowl in one breath. After wiping his mouth, he took the broom and went to the door of the abbot's house to sweep the floor.

The ginkgo tree is facing the window of the abbot. While sweeping the ground, you can see the old monk who is concentrating on chanting scriptures inside. As long as you see him, you will feel at ease. What kind of skill is this!It's brutal!Jia Huan felt that maybe the entire temple became a monk because of this. The so-called Buddha's relationship is actually because of too much mental pressure and escaping from reality.

While thinking this way, he slowly swept the ground, because he swept it yesterday, so there will not be many today!People who think like this are so naive!Is it better today than yesterday? Jia Huan felt that he had been fooled. Why were there more fallen leaves swept out today than yesterday? He looked up at the tree and suddenly thought of a fact. The temperature is getting colder and colder, it's really bad, he squatted under the tree with his broom in his arms, poking the roots exposed on the ground, holding his face in his hands and thinking about something.

"If you're done scanning, why don't you just sit here and waste time by listening to the old monk's lectures?" Jia Huan was in a daze when he suddenly heard the abbot's voice close at hand. He looked up and saw the old monk wearing the clothes. A blue monk robe, with a smile on his face, looking at himself kindly.

"People say that the cycle of karma and retribution is not good. Master, tell me what did I do in my previous life, so that I will have such an encounter in this life." Jia Huan actually wanted to ask someone a long time ago, why he is the only one who is so inexplicable. The world of the world, it is true, it is not true, it is not true, but it hurts to fight and burns very hot.

"Tomorrow you get up early, and follow me to the main hall to listen to my lecture. After the lecture, tell me what you think." The old monk didn't say anything, but closed his hands slowly against Jia Huan. Eyes, said a word of Amitabha.

On the first day, Jia Huan watched everyone sitting below, with wooden fish in their hands, the one on the top knocked, the one on the bottom followed, the tone was always the same back and forth, but there was an occasional break in the middle of the break, that is, most of the people who discussed it during the break It was the contents of the Buddhist scriptures, and Jia Huan was stunned when he heard it, but he didn't know what it meant.In the evening, the old monk invited Jia Huan to the house and asked him what he thought of. Jia Huan said: "I see that all people in the world are illusory, doing the same things, doing the same jobs, eating the same rice, and talking the same things." words, repeated over and over again, without any difference."

On the second day, Jia Huan sat down, looking at the people in the hall from behind, knocking on the top, and following on the bottom, but occasionally a person seems to have a different rhythm, knocking on their own rhythm Usually, when people are chatting, they don't open their mouths, just chant scriptures blindly, waiting for everyone to have lunch, then get up to eat together, at night, the old monk invited Jia Huan to the house again, and asked him what he saw today , Jia Huan said: "I saw a brother who didn't care about others and only did what he wanted to do, but he also ate when he ate and worked when he worked. Everything went according to his wishes, not what others wanted." The monk nodded and said, "They practice closed-mouth meditation, they don't usually speak, so please don't interrupt."

On the third day, Jia Huan was arranged to sit next to the big wooden fish. His ears were filled with the rhythm of beating and beating. The big clock followed the wooden fish and echoed each other. He kept thinking about his own affairs, and at night, the old monk walked up to Jia Huan, knelt down and asked, "Can you understand?"

Jia Huan nodded, and he smiled at the old monk: "How other people explain their lives, what happened in the previous life, is all about my previous life, and what happens in the next life is the fate of my next life. In this life, I just do what I want. Follow your heart, be worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of your parents at the bottom, worthy of your own conscience in the middle, and take the road that will not make you regret. The old monk touched Jia Huan's head: "You really have the roots of wisdom, but it's a pity that the fate of the world is not over, old man The monk will help you once, and you only promise me one thing. "

"Tell me." Jia Huan looked at the old monk, and reached out to touch the Buddhist beads on his neck.

"Except for the battlefield, don't cause more slaughter." The old monk withdrew his hand, pinched the Buddhist beads around Jia Huan's neck and dialed one, "There are distinguished guests in the temple of tomorrow, you clean up, everything depends on fate, I will help you with this." You can help the monk too." The old monk blinked mischievously at Jia Huan suddenly, stretched out his little finger, and Jia Huan silently stretched out his little finger to hook the other's and shook it.