The Way of Favors

First Qi Zhu fell into the water, and then Liang Tong boldly complained. The relaxed atmosphere of swimming in the lake before was no longer, and Fu Chen ordered the boatman to return to shore.

The awning boat drew ashore, and seeing Liang Tong still wanting to go back to the mountain with them, Fu Chen hurried away with a sullen face: "You go back first." After saying that to my sister, I even dared to stay. How can I let my sister go out for fun? ?

Liang Tong understood this truth, he just couldn't bear it. Looking halfway up the mountain, he said without confidence: "I'll send you up the mountain, far away..."

"No, leave early, you can still enter the city before dark." Fu Chen didn't need him to send his sister off.

The younger brother Yuyan didn't enter, Liang Tong reluctantly looked at the sweetheart hiding behind Fu Rong, and waited until no one left him, so he had to leave.

Liang Yingfang had done something bad, afraid of being beaten by Fu Rong if she stayed, and left with her brother with a dingy smile. She also heard the confession of silly brother, and based on her understanding of sister Wan, people didn't slap her brother.

They were beaming, and the four brothers and sisters of the Fu family went back to the other courtyard with their own thoughts.

Seeing the two missing, Qiao asked curiously: "Where are Yingfang and the others?"

Fu Chen was afraid that Fu Wan would be embarrassed, so he had prepared an excuse: "The Liang family suddenly sent someone to call them back. It's probably an important matter, but it's not a big deal to listen to the messenger. Mother don't have to worry."

Qiao nodded and asked his brothers and sisters how they were playing. After learning that Qi Zhu had fallen into the water in a panic because of Fu Rong, he immediately rejected Fu Rong, and ordered Qiao Xing to prepare a gift quickly and go to the Qi Family Courtyard. Take a trip.

The big family pay attention to reputation, and they will not easily turn their faces and become stiff due to a small matter. Fu Rong expected that the Qi Ce brothers and sisters would not tell the truth to their elders. The two families still had to leave for the sake of face-saving, so they didn't know their mother. With grievances.

Obediently thought about it behind closed doors, and only came out at dinner.

Summer days are long, and it is best to enjoy the cool evening. After the meal, Fu Wan returned to the house, and Fu Rong and Fu Xuan accompanied the Qiao family for a walk in the yard.

"I don't know what your daddy is doing now." Qiao said gently, looking down the mountain. Hugh today, the husband originally planned to accompany them, but unfortunately someone couldn't get out of it.

"Coax my brother." Fu Rong replied with a smile, his father is the best man in the world, and Fu Rong believes him very much.

Qiao also believes in her husband, but casually mentions a word in his idleness. Turning a corner, she looked up at the clouds on the horizon, and by chance a ray of light illuminated a corner of the mountain top. She couldn't help but wonder: "It's also a monastery, right? The location is so good, it looks like a lucky place."

Fu Rong looked forward, his eyes complicated.

In fact, it is the other courtyard of the prefectural palace here. The entire Arashiyama is owned by Zhulin Temple. Except for the prefectural palace, no one can occupy a place on the mountain, and at most there is a resident guest room.

"It's not a monastery. I just saw smoke coming from there, and the Zhulin Temple room is not there." A little maid said cleverly.

Fu Rong's heartbeat stagnated. Could someone come from the county palace? After smiling again, the masters of the Xu family didn't come, and the servants who looked after Zhuangzi would also open fire. Besides, what happened when they came? Now she is the daughter of the Fu family, not the Xu family's daughter-in-law. Even if she sees the princess, she doesn't have to be a little bit jealous.

As for Xu Yan, the first meeting of the two in the previous life was on the Lantern Festival after the year, shouldn't it be early?

Tomorrow morning to wake up early to listen to the scriptures, the family rested very early this night, Fu Rong continued to practice leg exercises for two quarters of an hour, and leaned on the recliner to rest after bathing. Lan Xiang sat behind to help her wring her hair. When it was over, she tilted her head and looked at Fu Rong. Seeing her eyes were open, she asked in a low voice, "Will the girl read books or practice calligraphy tonight?"

Reading a book or writing is a new habit of Fu Rong after learning leg exercises, leaving a little free time to dry his hair.

The mountain was quiet, and the bamboo shadows were whirling outside the window. Fu Rong got up and put on his coat and looked at the mahogany table by the window: "Practice your calligraphy."

Mei Xiang immediately stepped forward to spread paper and grind ink.

Fu Rong Qixing did not want to be a talented woman, but she wanted her handwriting to be eye-catching, so that she could get polite praise when she needed to write in front of outsiders. The former princess of the county asked her to copy the scriptures in the name of filial piety, and always ordered her to rewrite the scriptures on the grounds of ugliness, and she was not allowed to write them out. Fu Rong was honest after having trouble twice, holding his breath and practicing hard, blocking the county early. The princess's mouth made her unable to accuse her without conscience even if she didn't like it. Thanks to this, Fu Rong's handwriting was a lot more diligent and saved a lot of effort in re-training.

With the pen in his hand, the pitch-black ink fell on the pale yellow rice paper, reflecting the tranquility in the room.

During the day, the anger of the Qi family brothers and sisters, and the worries about their sister's future, slowly sink in one stroke.

After tracing a lower case, my hair is completely dry.

Fu Rong put down the pen, stretched out, and got into the gauze tent after washing his hands.

Perhaps it was Riyoushou, this night Fu Rong dreamed of Xu Yan, dreaming of his first encounter with Xu Yan.

The lanterns were dazzling and hung an entire street. She was standing in front of a stall guessing riddles under the care of her father and brother. When she racked her brains, she suddenly noticed that someone was watching her. She tilted her head and looked over, facing Xu Yan's startled face in the soft light. . At that time, Fu Rong had recognized him, so she was not angry, only smiled at him, and then continued to guess lantern riddles.

Xu Yan stepped forward to greet her father and brother, and she called out "the son of the world" respectfully.

Later she called him mate, called him Yunsheng...

Half-dreaming and half-awake, Fu Rong opened his eyes.

The gauze tent is dark.

Fu Rong let out a long sigh of relief.

In this life, don't see Xu Yan again.

Fu Rong was afraid that Xu Yan would like her again. Although she was not infatuated with Xu Yan, Xu Yan was kind to her, and Fu Rong didn't want to make Xu Yan sad again. She is destined not to marry him again, so it is better to have never met, she has her way to go, and he should find a girl who really suits him, a good wife who will satisfy his mother and sister.

"Qin Xiang's hand is so clever, the girl is dressed like Guanyin Empress." Fu Rong posted Hua Tian and turned around, Lan Xiang was amazing and authentic.

Fu Rong scolded her: "Am I that old?"

He glanced at his glasses again.

Hua Tian was open, and she was a bit disrespectful when she came to Zhulin Temple to dress up carefully. Qin Xiang made a drop-shaped Hua Tian similar to a Guanyin-like mole on the forehead for her. Because it is red, it’s still a bit gorgeous, but Fu Rong can dress up. Today I wear a clean white dress. I only have a white jade bead flower under my hair. I don’t even wear earrings. When I sit quietly, even Fu Rong almost couldn't recognize himself.

When she was so stinky, Mei Xiang urged outside: "Is the girl okay? The lady, the second girl and the sixth girl are all waiting at the door!"

Fu Rong hurried out.

When she arrived at the door, she deliberately slowed down, instead of acting like a baby with her mother as usual, instead she smiled and pretended to be demure, fearing that the smile could not be hidden in her eyes, and she lowered her eyes.

Qiao was dumbfounded. Wouldn't her daughter really be taken by the Queen Mother in the Heavenly Palace and would fly away?

On the contrary, Fu Wan heard that Fu Rong mentioned that she would dress like this. After she was astonished, she smiled and took her sister's hand, "Dongdong is so good...What are you laughing at? You will show your stuff when you smile. You can't dress up for a moment!"

Fu Rong couldn't help it. Outsiders praised her that she would pretend to be reserved, and familiar relatives praised her, she always wanted to laugh.

Qiao gave her a relieved and helpless look, "Let's go, today is the lecture by Master Jingjian, let's not be late."

The eminent monks also have their own styles. This master Jingjian has a friendly face, and his explanation of Buddhism is easy to understand. The female family members like to hear him open the altar. Many of them will deliberately inquire in advance and learn that it is Master Jingjian’s turn. Only came here after opening the altar.

The mother and daughter, accompanied by Fu Chen, walked toward the seminary without delay.

When I walked halfway, I ran into a group of Qi family from another road.

"Old lady, Madam Qi, yesterday I learned that Azhu fell into the water when it was too late, and I couldn't personally lead Nong Nong to apologize, and I was really upset. How is Azhu? Is there anything uncomfortable?" He walked up quickly, held Qi Zhu's hand and looked up and down, and then turned his head to give Fu Rong a lesson: "I'm not here to apologize to Azhu?"

Fu Rong stepped forward, looking at Qi Zhu with anxiety and guilt: "Azhu, don't be angry, I didn't mean it, are you okay? I didn't sleep well last night, for fear that you might be sick." The idea, Fu Rong Qizhu no longer liked her, and was happy to **** her off.

Qi Zhu smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, don't you think I am not good? Don't blame yourself, it's because I haven't stood firm."

The hands in the sleeves were clenched tightly.

Everyone else was deceived by Fu Rong, only she knew that Fu Rong clearly ran into her on purpose! Even if Fu Rong could see what she was thinking, she stopped, why should she bully her again?

Looking at Fu Rong's face as delicate as white jade, Qi Zhu cursed three times in his heart, God does not have long eyes, why didn't he call her...

"Okay, let's talk after the show, let's go in first." The old lady Qi interrupted the two pairs of mother and daughter with a smile to the Buddha sincerely, and turned her eyes around the three sisters of the Fu family. She felt a little regretful when she saw Fu Wan. Since the birthday banquet, Qiao's family has rejected the invitation twice. It can be seen that there is no intention to be married, but when she saw Fu Rong, she still praised sincerely: "Nong Nong looks good, like a little Guanyin!"

Fu Rong covered her lips and smiled: "The old lady is really good at coaxing people. I am Guanyin, so are you the Queen Mother?"

The little girl was so charming that she was rare. Old lady Qi wanted to call Fu Rong to accompany her, but Fu Rong retreated behind her mother without understanding.

Old Mrs. Qi had no choice but to dismiss her thoughts and left.

Fu Rong looked at Qi Ce habitually.

Qi Ce happened to be looking at her too, his eyes facing each other, he smiled slightly, his handsome face became more and more extraordinary in the morning light.

Fu Rong was startled, why he was not angry, he stared at her in the water yesterday...

Before he could react, Qi Ce had already moved forward.

Fu Rong couldn't figure out what this person was thinking, so he didn't bother. Anyway, my sister is getting close to Liang Tong's good deeds. With her sister's temper, she will not go out easily, and she will no longer have to be afraid of Qi Ce making trouble.

"Yunsheng, why are you here?"

Just when Fu Rong was about to regain his gaze, he suddenly saw Qi Ce strode forward and greeted a young man with a brocade robe opposite. The young man was blocked by the old lady Qi, Mrs. Qi, and Fu Rong leaned back and could only see a piece of it. Clothes corner.

But Qi Ce's name was enough for Fu Rong to guess the identity of the boy.

After all, he was a pillow person for three years. Unprepared to meet him at this time, Fu Rong suddenly felt confused.

She heard Xu Yan greet several elders with a gentle and clear voice, saying that he was here to accompany his mother to listen to the scriptures. She heard Qi Zhu call his elder brother in a softer voice than usual. Xu Yan responded casually and turned instead. The female relatives were invited to the lecture hall, and Qi Ce Qijian and his brother were invited to sit in the nearby pavilion.

The mother led her sister forward.

Closing his eyes and opening them again, Fu Rong calmly walked side by side with his sister without squinting.

What's the mess?

Just be a stranger.