The Bookish Scholar of the Red Mansion

A carefully prepared lunch started at noon and ended just before midnight. The weather in late autumn is no longer very hot at this time. During the banquet, the guests of honor had a great time. Master Kongkong saw that Lin Ruhai wanted to stay as a guest, so he took the tea and drank it, then stood up and said, The time has come, the time has come.

Uncle Lin saw that he could not keep Master Kongkong, so he had to stand up together and sighed: We say goodbye today. I hope that next year the spring will be warm and the flowers will bloom, and I can see Master again. Ruhai will never forget Master's life-saving grace.

Master Kongkong just smiled and said to Chen Heng who was accompanying him: Xiao Langguan, it was you who invited me to Yangzhou City. You have to start and finish what you do. Why don't you see me off again.

If I had known that I was here to see Master off, I should have called Brother Su Zhao here. Chen Heng felt a little regretful. After all, Xin Su Zhao was Master Kongkong's official disciple. On that day, if it weren't for Xin Suzhao, I wouldn't even know where Master Kongkong was.

Master Kongkong then turned to look at Lin Ruhai, and while walking outside, he answered the other person's question: Save a life, and you will have a seven-level pagoda. I have obtained merit in front of the Buddha. If Donor Lin remembers it, and Don’t you remember me more in front of the Buddha? It’s more merit than blessing…”

...If I really want to thank you, just thank you for this chance coincidence. Master Kongkong took the luggage from the servant and put on a bamboo hat to protect himself from the sun.

Lin Ruhai followed the other party step by step. Hearing this, he smiled and said, How should I say this?

A childish child searches for the doctor's traces for thousands of miles. He asks three questions in the pavilion to resolve his grudges. The worldly body throws away the debt of cause and effect, and the thoughts in the Hanshan Temple are empty.

The monk stood in the courtyard, looking at the shadowy people in the attic behind him. He suddenly clasped his hands and recited Amitabha.

After leaving Lin Mansion, there were four people seeing him off. Uncle Lin and Master Kongkong shared a carriage, and Chen Heng, as a middleman, shared a carriage with Miaoyu. Master Qingning didn't show up for some reason, but Daiyu wanted to join in the fun, but unfortunately Jia didn't let her go out and run around.

The Lin Mansion was not too far away from the ferry, and the carriage moved slowly, swaying and jolting the passengers from time to time. Chen Heng was sitting in the corner holding the Book of Han. A little far away from him was Miaoyu, who was wearing elegant plain clothes and a lavender scarf.

The noise of tourists on the street was mixed with the sound of running water. The two of them were unfamiliar with each other, and they were speechless as they stared at each other. Although Chen Heng guessed that the other party might be one of the Twelve Hairpins in real life, he had already met many characters in the book. Even if it were really her, she wouldn't do anything unusual. Just treat them as strangers who meet by chance and stick to their own duties.

I haven't said thank you to the young master yet. In the Hanshan Pavilion, I would like to thank you for clearing up my master's doubts. Miaoyu suddenly said. She has an elegant temperament and has been reading scriptures all year round. Although he said thank you, his tone was very calm.

Chen Heng sounded awkward and raised his hand lightly, I don't dare to take credit. I think Master Qingning has already figured it out in her heart. It's just that she lacks a reason to let go of her obsession. It has little to do with what I said that day.

Young Master is so clear-eyed about people and things. Do you also read Buddhist scriptures on weekdays?

I've never seen it. Chen Heng couldn't explain his experience in his previous life, so he had to change the subject, A peasant boy cannot be called a young master. If Master is willing, just call me Xiaolang.

Miaoyu saw that Chen Heng had no intention of talking, so she stopped talking. She was ordered by her teacher to express her gratitude. Otherwise, as a monk, she would rarely take the initiative to talk to men.

Chen Heng didn't think much about it. Although he and Miaoyu were in the same place now, the latter was not a real nun. She was born with a beautiful face, and she practiced with her hair. Chen Heng didn't know how to speak to the nun, so it was best to just keep silent.

In addition, Sister Lin told him that although Miaoyu looked fourteen or fifteen years old, she was actually only twelve years old, which was five years older than him. (Note 1)

If it were Master Qingning, Chen Heng would be willing to ask for a few more gossips.

One of them acts as a mute and the other acts as a deaf person. We were speechless all the way to the ferry, and then we were able to get out of the car. Lin Ruhai and Master Kongkong arrived first and were already standing at the pier, saying goodbye.

I saw them walking in steps, one after the other. The person in front has the dignity and elegance of a Buddha statue, holds a Buddhist bead, and is serious in speech. The people in the back also showed a bit of Confucianism while strolling around the courtyard.

Master Kongkong looked amused and said to Lin Ruhai: Look at these two people, do they look like the boys and girls next to Master Guanyin?

Lin Ruhai smiled and said nothing. When Chen Heng came closer, he pulled him to his side and said, Master, why don't you take another look.

Both of them were wearing wide-sleeved Tsing Yi today, but Lin Ruhai's clothes were more particular about the materials and stitching. When people look at it, they will feel that it is precious and extraordinary.

Hahahaha, yes, yes, now we are the two champions. Master Kongkong laughed and nodded. Chen Heng didn't know what the two of them just said, so he just acted as a dumb weight on the side.

Miaoyu. Master Kongkong called the girl in front of him.

Uncle.

I made a fortune with your master last night for you. Before parting, Master Kongkong was ready to speak freely, and took the initiative to remind the little nun, The fortune says that you two, master and disciple, should not go north in the future, as there will be broken jade and tiles. It's dangerous. I'm just telling you this. You have to try to persuade your master, but be sure not to mention my name.

If your master knew that it was me who made the hexagram, he would definitely lose his temper and insist on traveling north.

Miaoyu listened silently, nodded and said Okay.

Master Kongkong was still worried after all. He only looked up and down at Miaoyu to hide the worry in his heart. He smiled at the other two people seeing him off and said, Chen Xiaolang, don't you have anything to say to me?

Chen Heng stood next to his uncle and smiled, Master is a person with deep blessings at first glance. No matter how much I say, it can't compare to a green lantern in front of the Buddha. I wish you master...

Chen Heng looked around and saw people rushing on the pier, passenger ships rising and falling in the tide, and a touch of silk blush on the sparkling lake.

Catch the east wind, carry the sunset, and find your own home in front of the Buddha.

Okay, okay. Master Kongkong smiled and nodded, and continued to him, Su Zhao has a sloppy temper and is anxious when things happen. But he is sincere. If he encounters any difficulties in the future, I hope Chen Xiaolang will come to rescue him.

Chen Heng was stunned when he heard this. He didn't know what difficulties Xin Suzhao could encounter that he, a farmer, could rescue. However, he still said bluntly: Master, don't worry, Brother Su Zhao and I hit it off immediately and have known each other for a long time. We will definitely live up to our friendship.

Hearing this, Master Kongkong nodded again, looked at Lin Ruhai, clasped his hands and said, Master Lin, just send it here. On the way here, the two people talked about the same thing in the carriage.

Okay, master, walk slowly. We will meet again next March.

Master Kongkong said goodbye to Chen Heng and Miaoyu one by one, waved his sleeves for the last time, and walked towards the passenger ship under the sunset on the wooden plank.

The three of them waited for a while, until the boatman untied the rope and left the shore, then they each returned. Seeing that this place was not far from the academy, Chen Heng simply suggested to Lin Ruhai to go home directly. He felt that it would be inappropriate for him to ride in a carriage with anyone when he went back, so he might as well take the opportunity to run around.

Okay, don't forget to show me your strategy. Lin Ruhai did not refuse, and just drove away with Miaoyu in a car.

Looking at the people leaving in two places, Chen Heng stood on the pier, listening to the sound of the tide, and suddenly felt the comfort of the vast sky. He smiled brightly, took the book in one hand and clasped the other behind his back, and walked towards the academy in the distance.

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Yu'er, what are you looking at?

Mrs. Jia walked to her pavilion with a plate of cut fruits. Her beloved daughter was leaning on the railing at the moment. The bright sunset was shining on the child, which made Mrs. Jia more and more fond of it.

Daiyu, who was in a daze, let out a soft cry of surprise. When she turned her head and saw the smiling Jia behind her, she couldn't help but said, Mom, Yu'er didn't think about anything.

But you want to go out to play again? Jia asked knowingly.

Lin Daiyu chuckled lightly, neither feeling embarrassed that her thoughts were revealed, nor speaking out to explain herself.

Jia was in a dilemma herself. She thought about whether to advise her daughter to stay at home, or to let the child be like a boy and go wherever she wanted. After thinking about it, she felt that it would be easier to give her father a headache.

When your father comes back, how about asking him to take you on a night outing at Bao'an Lake?

Mom, are you serious about this? Lin Daiyu was very happy. She had not been out for a long time since her brother was critically ill.

Jia Shi smiled and pulled her to the pavilion to sit down and put the fruit on the table. If you finish it obediently, mother will go and tell your father.

This... Lin Daiyu looked sad and said bitterly, Yu'er should study at home.

Jia Shi laughed and said, Don't be weird. Didn't your brother also tell you that you should eat more fruits? You promised well at that time.

Lin Daiyu imitated someone's giggle and pretended she didn't hear it.

You, you. Jia had no choice but to tap her daughter's forehead and sighed, I don't know what she will be like when she grows up.

The little girl was overjoyed when she heard this and put her hands on her eyebrows, She must be as beautiful as my mother.

Then the mother will be old.

Amitabha. Lin Daiyu has been playing a lot with Miaoyu recently, and imitated Miaoyu's practice of clasping her hands, Then Yu'er, please ask Buddha to let Yu'er grow slower.

Bah, bah, bah, you know it's nonsense, be careful of the Buddha blaming you.

Lin Daiyu was immediately dumbfounded by Jia's performance, Mom, I just recited Amitabha, I'm afraid it won't be easy.

The two women stayed in the pavilion until Lin Ruhai came home, and then they told each other what happened in the pavilion. Lin Ruhai listened with a smile, and after dinner, she took Lin Daiyu out of the house quietly without telling Jia.

The father and daughter played on the street until late at night, and the process goes without saying.

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As soon as Chen Heng returned to his dormitory, his classmates were already reviewing their homework intensively. It will be November in two days, and the college exams are coming again. This time, even Xin Suzhao stayed still and read.

As soon as they saw Chen Heng, they all picked up questions that they couldn't solve and asked the person from Class A for verification. Three or five people surrounded Chen Heng in the middle. After the candle provided by the academy was extinguished, Xue Biao took out the candle he bought.

A group of people studied together late into the night before falling asleep in a state of despair.

After two days of this, the November exam came and ended as scheduled.

As the last autumn leaves slowly fell, Class A recruited five more people, but unfortunately, none of the people in Chen Heng's room were among them. Only Xin Suzhao got a C grade, which was considered a small improvement. There was not much difference in the results of the others.

The day after the exams ended, the academy announced that this year’s studies would end on December 15th. Young students can write letters to their families in advance and ask their families to arrange a time to pick them up.

Chen Heng was shocked to realize that the Chinese New Year was coming soon.

I originally wanted to describe it more in Salt and Iron Treatise or something like that, but I didn't think it was necessary. After all, we are reading books, and experience is the most important thing.

By the way, we will put it on the shelves next Wednesday, hahahaha