[Red Mansion] Sister Lin's sweet pet after marriage

The Huifeng is warm, the rain is gentle, and Chi Yong suddenly shimmers.

A chess field is set up under the corridor, and the expressions of the players on both sides are very different.

Shui Lan sometimes watches the rain and sips tea, and sometimes taps the chess pieces in his hand, with a leisurely posture.

Dai Yusu rested her arms and stared at the chess game for a moment, her pretty face was very serious.

After watching for a long time, Daiyu finally let out a long breath, and muttered unwillingly: "What's the matter, it's a draw again, how many games are this?"

Shui Lan smiled but said nothing.Every game of chess has to be just right, inseparable, and the wife can't find it. This is much more difficult than playing chess itself... However, who made him greedy to see his wife concentrating on her thoughts, slightly anxious, half-opened her cherry mouth, lightly biting her hair? What do you mean?

After tidying up the gap in the chess game, Dongshang came from the other end of the corridor, and reported at a step away with low eyebrows and shallow eyes: "As the prince expected, next month will be the Minglun Conference held every five years. The topic of this issue It is the current national teacher."

The Minglun Society is set up every five years in Zhenzhen Kingdom. During this period, regardless of the difference between high and low, high or low, sects or branches, capable people and strangers from all over the country will be gathered to promote the Tao widely, give lectures and debate, and at the same time, good people donate property to monks and monks. For the poor, there are often thousands of participants, and the scene is spectacular.The conference will last for [-] days in total, and on the last day there will be a wonderful competition, which Zhenzhen Kingdom calls a forum, and the content of the competition will be produced by the previous contestant, that is, this year's topic master. Sticking to astronomy, geography, and Buddhist teachings, the winner will be bestowed with a corolla by the king himself, gaining the much-anticipated glory.

Daiyu put down the chess pieces, and couldn't help asking: "My lord is now very famous for debating Zen with Master Hongren, does the next step mean to refer to the current imperial master?"

Shui Lan shook her head and vetoed the answer: "It's not me who wants to deal with the national teacher, but the prime minister. My purpose is more direct, as long as I find out the current attitude of the royal court and who is leading the alliance of the Western Sea countries behind the scenes. . Zhenzhen has maintained decades of trade and ties with the Central Plains, and I believe that without the lobbying of other countries, the lord will not be easily shaken."

Daiyu seemed to understand but didn't understand, and confusion appeared in her eyes: "Even so, what does the dispute between the prime minister and the national teacher have to do with us?"

Hearing this, Dongshang, who had been standing with his head down all the time, answered instead: "Only when two tigers fight, can we take advantage of it. If the monarch and his ministers are united, how could the prime minister recommend the prince to the royal court to meet the real lord?"

Daiyu's eyes widened in surprise, and she looked at Shui Lan: "My lord is sure that greedy and cunning prime minister will bring you into the palace?"

Shui Lan rolled her eyes, and said with a smile: "Mo Yinluo climbed up and flattered, and he gained his current status by virtue of his support. He has been jealous of the national teacher who has no foundation and is favored by the king for a long time. Look for an opportunity to get rid of it and then quickly. It is reported that the national teacher was the chairman of the last Minglun Conference, and this time he proposed the topic is the king's decree. Moyinluo wanted to take this opportunity to suppress him and weaken his power in public at the conference. Face, but there is still no suitable candidate. After all, there are very few people who are familiar with the classics of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, who are proficient in multiple languages, and who are more proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Pausing for a moment, Junyan hinted at a mysterious sneer: "It is said that the national teacher has the ability to pray for rain, but second, he is more intelligent and elegant, and he is familiar with Chinese poetry and books. He is not as good as one in a thousand people, and the king respects him very much. , I would like to meet for a while."

Daiyu thought for a while, but still felt that something was wrong: "The prime minister is so cunning and cunning, I'm afraid he won't let go of his guard easily before finding out your truth."

"Madam is right." The smile on Shui Lan's face faded a lot, and her voice was cold: "These days have spent a lot of manpower, money and money, and a lot of trouble, and finally the rhetoric of 'relegating Middle Earth to hermits' It's spread all over the world. But the truth is mixed, so even if he digs deep, I have the ability to manage everything."

After finishing speaking, he dropped a piece seemingly at random, and the white chess, which was originally surrounded by black chess, forcibly opened up a way to survive, and the vitality suddenly appeared.

It was a few days before the Minglun Conference was received when Moyinluo's call was received.Shui Lan was not surprised by this, and adjusted her clothes according to the agreement, brought her servant boy, and came to see her with gifts.Put the big red gift list on the gold plate and wait for a while in the side hall. The servants of the mansion led the water billows into an inner garden where the lotus wind blows the fragrance of the blue pond and the winding pond. I live in Jiangnan.

Under the shade of the tree, there was a long bed of red sandalwood and inlaid with jade and flowers. The powerful prime minister was lying on it, half-closed his eyes as if he was taking a nap, and there were two waitresses beside him, one was fanning and the other was beating his legs. The clothes are exposed, the eyes are frivolous, and the appearance is all charming.Since the entry of this stern foreign man, his eyes have always been with him, and he secretly sent glances, but unfortunately he turned a deaf ear to everything.

The attendant led people to come to him gently, and after Shui Lan bent down to salute according to the custom, he just saw him lazily opening his eyes, smiling but not moving: "Master, you are very famous recently, I heard that you have Lian Hongren The master is speechless and eloquent, I hope it is not a waste of fame."

Shui Lan didn't say a word to the hidden sarcasm, his expression was neither arrogant nor overly humble, and he answered very well: "My lord has a high position and authority, and his eyes and ears are smart. If there are some people who pretend to be fake, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see the real Buddha."

Before he could finish his sentence, those dark eyes seemed to widen a little, and he moved towards the elegant man in front of him, and cunningly curled the corner of his mouth: "Okay, okay, I am worthy of being influenced by the etiquette of the Central Plains poetry, the young master is really extraordinary. "Paused for a moment, then dialed unhurriedly: "For a talent like Young Master, it is better to stay in Zhenzhen with peace of mind. Given time, Truth will find an opportunity to recommend it, but——"

Shui Lan knew that he was old and sophisticated and would have something to say later, so she became more calm, and only then did he listen to his continuation, which seemed to be a sigh but not a sigh. There must be obstacles in every possible way. But if at this Minglun meeting, the young master can win the favor of the king, then everything will be unfavorable, do you understand?"

"I fully obey your lord's arrangement." The handsome young man bowed his body again, and his tone was very submissive, "It's a great luck to be favored by your lord. I will definitely do my best, and I will depend on your lord's actions for the rest."

For Shui Lan, the Ming Lun Conference was undoubtedly the best and only opportunity, so he spent the past two days reading all kinds of classics day and night, like a Confucian scholar studying hard in a cold window.As for Daiyu, she is the little lady who went to Beijing to take the exam. She not only adds fragrance to her red sleeves, but also picks up his clothes, food and other trivial matters. atmosphere.

Shui Lan received all the teachings of the prince when she was young, and after eight years of tempering, she has studied poetry, calligraphy and painting, and is also proficient in three languages: Sanskrit, Fan, and Chinese.However, he has never believed in religious theory. On the contrary, he has shortcomings in Buddhism, and Buddhism is vast and complicated, and it is difficult to quickly complete it in a short period of time. In the end, Dongshang suggested that Daiyu turn into a book boy to follow, and act according to circumstances.

Regarding this arrangement, Shui Lan was still a little hesitant, but Dai Yu was extremely excited.

Firstly, she can help her husband, which is the first and most important thing; secondly, being able to visit grand events in other countries can be regarded as broadening your horizons, and it is worthwhile to travel thousands of miles; There are many capable people in the general, and Daiyu also wants to show her talents and overwhelm everyone, then her reputation will spread far and wide, resounding both inside and outside.

This Minglun Conference is a grand event in Zhenzhen Kingdom. Since the announcement was made, not only the whole country has been sensationalized, but also a large number of monks from neighboring countries are not afraid of long journeys. The capital is crowded with people.On the day of the conference, there was a white sand beach about [-] or [-] kilometers away from the capital city. A towering stone platform was built in the middle, surrounded by colorful embroidered curtains, and scaffolding was set up on both sides of the coconut grove, which can accommodate more than a thousand people to rest and listen to the conference.

In the past few days, it was mostly almsgiving to monks and the poor. Prime Minister Moinro presided over it personally, giving away all the gold and silver accumulated in the treasury for a year, and then rich merchants from all over the country generously donated money to redeem the king’s treasures. With all living beings, immeasurable merit.From the fifth day onwards, eminent monks and famous officials from various schools opened the altar to preach. First, the topic was posted outside the shed. Those who are interested can stop and listen. If there is any objection to what is said, they can also debate it on the spot. This is an academic dispute, which is harmless .

Probably never seen so many people giving lectures, Daiyu squeezed into the crowd and looked around, her face was full of joy, she really matched the beauty of peach blossoms, while Shui Lan sighed helplessly: "This is even more lively than our folk market. A hundred times, there's talk everywhere."

Daiyu glanced back, looked at him, nodded and smiled, "Exactly. All of them are bags of words like Yun'er, the one on the left is 'Heaven, Dao, Ethics', and the one on the right is 'Samsara Karma', which makes my ears buzzing." ring."

Just as he was talking, there was a loud sound of conch horns, and a gleaming blue elephant cart was slowly approaching, with dozens of cavalry in shiny armor clearing the way in front, surrounded by five or six maids with flower buns or holding huge candles , or holding a golden umbrella, followed by drumming flags along the way, and at the end is a golden pagoda carried by a dozen health slaves, symbolizing supreme authority.

Wang's arrival made the venue even more crowded and noisy.Although there were quite a few eminent monks present, most of them were ordinary people, all stretching their necks, wanting to see the demeanor of the king of a country.

The luxurious golden car parked in front of the most spacious shed, and the first to greet him was Prime Minister Mo Yinluo with a flattering face.Then the one who stepped out, although too far away to see clearly, but even through the crowd, he could still see a tall and straight silhouette.

Shuilan and Daiyu couldn't help but looked at each other and smiled, and thought in unison: This rightful lord has indeed appeared.

The author has something to say: The author worked overtime yesterday. . .So I wrote it at two o'clock, this excruciating hand speed _(:зゝ∠)_