The Buddha Temple is not pure

Chapter 13

Hearing that there was water in the Qianxiang Court, Duan Shiqing was very anxious, the backyard was on fire, Duan Fayang couldn't sit still, the father and son apologized to Mr. Zhu, and hurried back.

Mrs. Duan was sitting on pins and needles, seeing her five daughters not being able to act and being jealous, she was really troubled, she said awkwardly: "It's really strange, the whole family is going out on a Mid-Autumn Festival tonight, and there is no one at home, but I don't know how it will get out of water."

Mr. Zhu replied casually: "The sky is dry and the things are dry, so it is inevitable that the servants will be careless. Boss Duan has already gone back to take care of it. Madam, don't worry."

Duan Chuxian's eyes lit up, staring at the scroll in the boy's hand, he couldn't help admiring: "This is really painted by brother himself? Such a painter is really rare, and it is much better than those superficial poems."

Mrs. Duan glanced: "It's rare that Qing'er has such a handwriting, but the people in the paintings are so lifelike, I don't know whose daughter it is. Seeing that all the leaves of Daishan ink have fallen, it doesn't look like a hot summer. Why? This girl doesn't know how to dress well, and she seems to be coquettish."

Duan Chuxian smiled and said: "Mother, this is why you are pedantic. Jin has "Luo Shen Fu Tu" and Tang has "Great Concubine Out of Bath". Looking at them, they are all excellent works, brother has such a wonderful pen, I thought he was obsessed with dogs chasing rabbits all day long, and knew nothing about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Compliments alone are not enough to have fun, they have to be put in front of Duan Henxi: "Poetry is easy to write, but paintings are hard to imitate, can Fourth Sister be convinced?"

"Xiang Yan!" Duan Henxi rolled his eyes, "It's all because the people in the painting are beautiful, and their appearance is just eye-catching. If the second sister is in the painting, I definitely can't bear to look at it."

"You!" Duan Chuxian was about to bite the root of her back teeth. This little thorn first said that she was not good looking, and second, she denied Duan Shiqing's painter. How could she swallow this breath, "Hmph, I see Fourth Sister Staring at the ledger all day long, the eyeballs are almost rounded on the outside and square on the inside. Letting you appreciate such a good work is like playing the piano. Why don't we hang up Adi's paintings and let everyone judge whether it is a beautiful painting or a beautiful painting? The characters are beautiful."

While speaking, he removed the brocade silk and hung Duan Shiqing's painting on the carved beam.

Not only everyone here can see clearly, but the people in the downstream street can also see clearly as long as they raise their heads a little.

Zhu Mengzhen didn't want to intervene in the dispute between the Duan family sisters, but when he saw this painting, his eyes and eyebrows were all shocked, but after thinking about it, it made sense. Duan Shiqing turned down his marriage with her. girl.

"The woman in the painting has the appearance of sinking fish and wild geese, and the appearance of a closed moon and shameful flowers. It is somewhat familiar." After she finished speaking, she pretended to be surprised, "Ah, ah, is this woman Weng Lao's only daughter? Miss Luo Yuji."

As soon as this remark came out, the four people were in an uproar.

Zhu Ruhui gave her a wink to tell her not to talk nonsense, but Zhu Mengzhen had his own ideas: "A few days ago I went up to the mountain to worship the Buddha, and I happened to meet Miss Ji at Yekui Slope, and I said hello, there is absolutely no mistake. "

Mrs. Duan panicked: "How could it be? If we elders have never met that girl from Ji's family, how can Qing'er see her?"

Zhu Mengzhen is about to tear down the stage to the end: "Mrs. Duan, just look at the scene in this painting, it is clear that the broken eaves and tiles in front are obviously the Mengjue Temple on the mountain, and the spring pool behind is also the spiritual spring outside the temple gate. It seems that Duan The young master and Miss Ji met for the first time at Mengjue Temple."

Madame Duan became furious and ordered Duan Chuxian: "Take down the painting quickly, how dare you hang up such an immoral, fragrant and decadent painting for display."

Duan Chuxian was also aggrieved, and coyly went to pick up the painting, but there was already an uproar downstairs, everyone gathered and discussed a lot, Grandma Xu was particularly prominent among them, she happened to take her grandson out to admire the lanterns tonight, she didn't want to look up and saw Familiar face: "Hey, that's the girl from the Ji family. She looks pretty, but she has always been disheveled and dissolute. She has brought my granddaughter down. She must be trying to become a wealthy family. People have brought disaster on them.”

"The Ji family girl is so pretty, no wonder Mr. Ji Weng never let her show up in public."

"Isn't it? It is said that she has been locked up at home since she was a child, and no one is allowed to see her. Why is her portrait hanging out?"

"Hey, look quickly, the inscription is clearly not from the Ji family, but from Mr. Duan Shiqing."

"The picture of the autumn bath in the temple spring? Could it be that Mr. Duan has seen the girl of the Ji family? Or when she was bathing?" After finishing speaking, everyone downstairs burst into laughter.

"It must be. Otherwise, the painting will be so lifelike. It seems that the relationship between the two is not simple."

"There's nothing strange about it. They're talented and beautiful, and they're from the same family. It's not impossible to meet together to indulge in the mountains and the wild." He seemed to be talking to them, but he smiled even more unscrupulously. The public was already keen to talk about the fornication of the rich. This painting is just for them to talk about.

"Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Duan Shiqing and the Holy Aunt are engaged in a marriage contract, let's accumulate some morals for the Holy Aunt's sake."

"The aunt's medical skills are excellent, and her family is good. Why is Mr. Duan still coveting other women? The nature of a man can't be changed after all. I see a lot of gold, silver and jewelry, and it's fresh to play with sheep dung occasionally." A woman said nothing. Obstruction made everyone laugh again.

Someone retorted: "The holy lady has a good background and good medical skills, but Miss Ji looks good too, not to mention her background, she is no worse than the holy lady. Besides, look at the person in the painting with affectionate eyes." , Qiu Bo secretly sent, whether Mr. Duan covets Miss Ji, or Miss Ji seduces Mr. Duan, it's hard to say."

"You said that if you both marry, who will be the bigger one?"

"Mr. Duan is willing to marry all of them, but the family may not agree to marry all of them. I think too much."

"In short, it's not worth it for the saint."

Very good, now the public opinion has favored her, Zhu Mengzhen smiled slightly.

The discussion downstairs became more and more heated, Duan Chuxian's hand was hanging in the air, embarrassed and helpless: "Mother, take down the painting now, I don't know what they will talk about."

"You don't care what they are doing, quickly take the things down!" Mrs. Duan was about to lose her patience, and how did she become like this when she took a good look at the moon.

"Hey, hey, look quickly, the painting has been taken away."

"I see, it's Miss Xian'er from the Duan Mansion, I'm afraid she's guilty, hahahaha..."

Duan Chuxian's face turned blue and red, but it was cheaper. Duan Henxi watched the scene for nothing, she pulled the corners of her mouth slightly, and gloated: "Second sister, look, I'm right, the appearance of the person in this painting is far better than that in this one." The accomplishments in painting... boring, boring, Jishitang still has accounts that haven't been checked, I have to go back, it can't compare to you who are so leisurely, watching the lanterns and the moon, and reciting poems." Before leaving, he deliberately waved in front of Duan Chuxian After a while, he pondered the painting carefully, "Well, it seems that Miss Ji is indeed a bit pleasing to the eye at this time, brother has a good eye."

Under Duan Chuxian's fierce eyes, she bid farewell to her mother and Mr. Zhu, and went downstairs happily.

She has always been so hateful, she hasn't changed a bit since she was a child, how could she have such a younger sister!

Mrs. Duan wiped the fine sweat from her forehead and said: "Mr. Zhu, don't listen to the nonsense of those foolish people below. They are used to chewing their tongues. There must be some misunderstanding. Qing'er is not a person with a bad heart, let alone change his mind when he sees it differently." , I will ask him carefully when he comes, and I will give you an explanation."

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Ruhui stretched out his hand and interrupted: "Mrs. Zhu, don't say too much. I'll ask Boss Duan when he comes." I thought I was in the wrong at first, so it doesn't matter who is in the wrong.

The one who was in the crowd looking at the painting just now hurried to the riverside to paint a boat. Master Jin and Fourth Master Xing were both on board, looking for someone around the river bank. Not knowing what he said, Master Jin was furious: "Impossible, if it is said that Xie Chengxiu painted it, I believe it, but Duan Shiqing has never seen Yu'er, so how could there be a portrait of her?"

"It's absolutely true. Now there are rumors in the market that Miss and Mr. Duan secretly communicated with each other to deceive the holy aunt."

Master Jin couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled Zi Kou beside him: "Aren't you going to tell the truth now? When did Yu'er have contact with Duan Shiqing, and where is she now?"

Zi Kou was terrified, Fourth Master Xing stepped forward to rescue him and said, "Don't get angry, brother, drink a cup of tea to calm the fire first, and I'll ask her."

Fourth Master Xing always had a way of treating women, he gently tugged at Zi Kou's clothes that had been wrinkled by Master Jin just now, and said, "No matter when and where Yu'er and Duan Shiqing meet, Duan Shiqing openly hangs up her portrait There must be some plot, intentionally create public opinion with Yu'er, and smear Yu'er's innocence. Not to be a slave or a concubine, whether it is light or heavy is up to you to decide."

Zi Kou didn't dare to hide any more, and said, "It was the day when the girl and I went up the mountain to look for Hibiscus after she disappeared."

Fourth Master Jing frowned: "After coming back that time, didn't you say that you met Xie Chengxiu on the mountain, and only then did you know the cause of Fei Jin's death, and why is it Duan Shiqing again now?"

"It's true that it's Mr. Duan, but the girl is always unwilling to mention him. When she came back, she said that she met Xie Chengxiu. It seems that she doesn't want to have anything to do with Mr. Duan."

Ji Yuanjin was extremely angry: "This silly girl, she didn't tell the truth when she came back, but she let others catch her."

"It's a small matter if you get hold of it. Don't wait for others to be trapped by him. Brother, go and find Duan Shiqing to see if there is any whereabouts." Ji Xuanzhen's eyes were cold and murderous.

The two were about to go ashore to the Xianyue Pavilion, but the person who had just tipped off the news said again: "Master Jin, Fourth Master, Duan Fayang and Duan Shiqing are not in the Xianyue Pavilion at the moment, because Duan's house suddenly flooded, so father and son I hurried back in a hurry."

"Suddenly go into the water?"

"Suddenly go into the water?"

The two spoke in unison, which is too strange.

At the moment, Duan Fayang and Duan Shiqing are busy in the Duan Mansion. Fortunately, the Changxiang Court became an independent courtyard. Although the fire burned suddenly and vigorously, it did not affect other courtyards after all. What survived the babe, burned to the ground.

"Father, this fire is too strange. I interrogated my servant just now. There were only a few candles in the mansion when I went out to enjoy the moon. How could the Qiangxiang Court escape the water for no reason?"

Duan Fayang squatted on the ground for a long time without saying a word, and then picked up the pieces of porcelain that had been burnt black: "This is not the most strange thing, the strange thing is that even the celadon has been burned into black charcoal, why leave your painting intact Lossless?"

A word to wake up the dreamer!

"No, that painting..." Duan Shiqing finally came to his senses, and hurried back to Xianyue Pavilion.

"Why are you in such a hurry, what's so special about that painting?"

"The painting is called "Temple Spring Autumn Bathing Picture", and it depicts the scene of Ji Luoyu bathing in the Lingquan. Originally, I planned to push back the Zhu family's marriage and then take it out, so as to force the Ji family to submit and had to marry my daughter. Give it to me, but if you take it out now, it will be hard for the Zhu family to get rid of it."

Duan Fayang finally understood his plan. No wonder that day in Linyuan Palace he swore that he would marry the girl from the Zhu family and not be afraid of her older brothers. Yu, why didn’t my father know?”

"It's a long story, it's too late to explain to Dad, let's go back quickly."

But I don't know it's too late, because of this painting, Xianyue Pavilion has already exploded. When the father and son rushed back, the atmosphere was dignified and awkward.

It was just now that the Zhu family was in the wrong, and it was 'cede land' and 'compensation', and now it's his Duan's turn to do bloodletting.

"Boss Duan is back? I don't know if the affairs of the family have been handled properly?" Zhu Ruhui said with a bad tone.

Duan Fayang took his seat and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Mr. Xie is concerned, it has been taken care of."

Duan Shiqing looked around and saw the painting clutched in Duan Chuxian's hands, he was relieved, but when he went to get it, the second sister asked him: "Brother, when did you meet Miss Ji privately?"

have to!As soon as the words came out, I knew what happened, so I didn't need to ask.He glanced back at Duan Siyao with his searching eyes, Duan Siyao shook his head, as if to say: No secret.

Duan Fayang poured a glass of wine slowly to make amends: "It's all because of Duan's bad command. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, there was a lot of water in the house. After being absent for so long, I spoiled Mr. Zhu's interest. I will punish myself with a glass."

Zhu Ruhui watched him finish his drink coldly, and said: "If Boss Duan's house hadn't been flooded tonight, I would not have known that Mr. Ling has such superb painting skills, but I don't know where he learned from it."

Sarcasm, sarcasm and attack, Duan Shiqing bowed his head and said: "It's rare for the younger generation to make graffiti with their own hands. I wish my uncle will appreciate it."

Zhu Mengzhen sneered: "Graffiti by hand? Mr. Duan is being modest. Miss Ji can be said to be romantic and tactful in your writing, with affection in her eyebrows. You can't get it without seeing it with your own eyes and painting it with all your heart."

"Miss Ji? I don't know which Miss Ji I'm talking about. I can't paint ordinary women. The ink falls in different shades, and the brush strokes have different depths. It is not impossible to say that the drawing is somewhat similar to someone else, but I I didn't do it deliberately, please ask my sister to take me to explain to that girl Ji."

"Mr. Duan's lips and tongue are comparable to swords and guns. The appearance in the portrait is really inconclusive, but how do you explain the mole under the shoulder of the person in the painting? Miss Ji's mole is red gold ink, and the color has not even been changed in the portrait. What do you say?"

Duan Shiqing is still calm on the surface, but in his heart... the ghost knows how much he wants to strangle Zhu Mengzhen to death. Isn't she really afraid that her unmarried pregnancy will be revealed?

Duan Fayang kicked Duan Shiqing: "Nizi, why don't you explain quickly, what's going on?"

Duan Shiqing didn't intend to break up with Zhu's family (this was the only criterion for Zhu Mengzhen to evaluate him as a person later), he knelt down and admitted his mistake: "Father, it's all because of my son's fault. I went up the mountain a few days ago and met Miss Ji. Seeing love, so I made this painting after I came back. I'm sorry, Uncle Zhu, I lied earlier, I was the one who changed my mind first, I'm sorry, sister Zhu."

Zhu Ruhui snorted coldly: "Boss Duan may have forgotten what kind of rhetoric he used when he came to my Zhu family to propose marriage. He swore that the two children were childhood sweethearts, admiring each other, and said that when Zhen'er got married, he would love him in every possible way, but what about now? Fortunately, there are too many engagements, otherwise a happy event would turn into a disaster in a blink of an eye."

"You unfilial son, you unfilial son..." Duan Fayang couldn't hold back his face, he picked up his chopsticks and slammed his arm, the matter has come to this point, it is useless to talk, it is better to do enough tricks.

Mrs. Duan was very distressed, she cried and begged Duan Fayang and said: "Master, stop beating, after all, Qing'er has not married the Zhu family after all, so it is not an insult to the holy aunt. Besides, the love between men and women is not something that people can do." It's useless if you beat him!"

"If a person can't control it, what's the difference between him and a beast! It's all about estrus, and it's all about ritual. If you can't even do this, you don't deserve to be my Duan Fayang's son!"

"Father, stop beating." Miss Xian'er couldn't stand it anymore, "You yourself have married several concubines, how can you bear to scold my younger brother?" Did Duan Chuxian come here on purpose to tear things apart?After dismantling Duan Shiqing and dismantling Duan Fayang, he probably didn't know what he was talking about.

Duan Fayang stared blankly, maybe he was thinking whether he treated his daughter too much on weekdays, but now he has been sold out so badly.

Zhu Mengzhen was also afraid, afraid that Duan Shiqing would find out that she was pregnant out of wedlock. Although Xiao Si was indeed his flesh and blood, if it was proved by force, Xiao Si's life would be ruined. She was not worried about her own reputation, but her son's long-term future.

"Uncle Duan, it stands to reason that this is your family matter, and I shouldn't interfere, but the Mid-Autumn Festival is such a big fight, and it doesn't fit the sentiment or reason. What Mrs. Duan said just now is right. Mr. Duan and I are not married yet. It's not that I'm sorry for seeing someone else, since Mr. Duan has moved on, we don't have to make things difficult for each other, it's best for everyone to do their own thing."

Duan Fayang saw that the steps were about to go down, so he stopped immediately, and said to Zhu Rujiao: "Mr. Zhu, it is Duan who is incompetent, who taught such rebellious lunatics, and dishonored the holy lady's name. How about it?" , the pharmacist in Jishitang, as long as the disciples of the Zhu family, my Duan family will give double salary, and I hope the old man will not blame Jishitang, and don't affect the friendship between you and me because of this beast."

"Boss Duan is worrying too much, of course he won't." Zhu Ruhui took advantage of it, and by the way, acted like a good boy, "From now on in Dongdu, whenever and wherever the Duan family asks, the Zhu family will do their best to help."

The absurd farce has finally come to an end. Tonight is said to be admiring the moon, but who cares?

Before the end of the show, the two families came and went, but there were some polite words. Fortunately, the Ji family didn't come, otherwise the scene would be even more out of control.

When going downstairs, Zhu Mengzhen was left behind, and Duan Shiqing deliberately slowed down his pace. When everyone got into the carriage and the footsteps could no longer be heard...

He stopped Zhu Mengzhen's way and pushed her against the flower corridor under the eaves!