Time is slow

   Chapter 75 Little Novice

  Shuying-an has a special location. If you want to go there, you have to pass through Dafuji Temple.

   It was only seven days before the Buddha's birthday, and the temple fair in front of Dafu Temple was not over yet.

   When Qiao Zhao arrived, there was a monk who knew the guest waiting there long ago. They sent the master and servant to the remote side gate, and a young novice led them to Shuying Nunnery.

   The little novice was only six or seven years old, with a pair of **** and white eyes that were rolling, very lively.

   "Female benefactor, are you going to see Mrs. Wumei?"

   "Yes." Qiao Zhao bowed his head and smiled back at him.

   The little novice's eyes lit up, her voice was soft, she shook her head and said, "The female benefactor is really amazing."

  Binglu covered his mouth and smiled: "Little monk, tell me, where is our girl so good?"

   The little novice blushed, puffed out his cheeks and said, "It's amazing, I've never seen a teacher from Shuying An before."

   Ice Green was amused and laughed: "How old are you, you have never seen a lot of things. Let me ask you, have you seen chicken legs? Have you seen pig trotters?"

   The little novice was about to cry in anger, and said loudly: "I have seen chickens, and I have seen pigs!"

   Once I followed my brother down the mountain, he even saw a little duck!

   "What's so strange about this, Shi Tai is much rarer than these—" The little novice suddenly stopped talking and shouted with a blushing face, "Senior Jingxi."

  The nun Jingxi stretched out his hand and touched the bare head of the little novice, and clasped his hands to Qiao Zhao: "The little benefactor is here, the master is waiting for you in the quiet room."

   She said and looked at Binglu calmly, reminding: "It's just that Shi Taixijing, the others had better stay outside."

  Qiao Zhao returned the salute and instructed Binglu: "Just wait for me outside. If you feel bored, you can also go to the temple fair."

   Ice-green eyes lit up: "Girl, can the maid really go to the temple fair?"

   "Of course it's true, isn't the purse on you? Just pay attention to safety." Qiao Zhao warned warmly.

   "Ah." Ice Green happily agreed.

   Jingxi smiled faintly.

   This girl Li San is kind to her servants, so she has a lot of spirit, and it's no wonder she was caught in the eyes of her master.

  Qiao Zhao followed Jingxi to the quiet room where he wrote "Jianjinjiu" last time, and saw Master Wumei sitting cross-legged on the Zen chair, and only opened his eyes when he heard the movement.

   "I have seen the teacher."

   Wumei teacher Taichong Jingxi nodded, and Jingxi quietly withdrew.

   "Come." Wumei Shitai spoke.

   Her gaze fell on the lilac flowers tangled in Qiao Zhao's bun, and suddenly asked, "Do you like lilac?"

  Qiao Zhao looked at Shitai Wumei.

   Wumei Shitai's eyes are light, and his tone is also light: "Lilac is a thousand sorrows, the little girl's family likes this flower, it is not a pleasure."

  When she was young, she also liked cloves.

   Upstairs, I want to rest at dusk, and the jade ladder crosses the hook in the middle of the moon. The plantains don't show their lilac knots, and they each worry about the spring breeze.

   She wandered and wandered countless times before going downstairs, but she never waited for the person she wanted to see. In the end, it was just the blue light and the ancient Buddha.

   Wumei Shitai looked at Qiao Zhao.

   The little girl in front of her is as talented as she was when she was young, confident and proud, but her situation is far from what she used to be.

   Standing in front of Master Wumei, Qiao Zhao didn't have the pressure of looking up at the mountain, and replied with a smile: "I can't say whether I like it or not, the maid picked it up, I saw it was fresh, and I wore it."

   When she saw Wumei Shitai's brows, she continued: "Lilacs are sad and cold plums are proud. In my opinion, they are just the meanings people give them, but they don't really mean anything."

   is like qin, chess, calligraphy and painting. The world uses this as a standard to measure a person's talent, but my grandfather said: "I love the heart and nourish the ears."

  So, she never thought she was a talented woman.

   Wumei Shitai was quite surprised by Qiao Zhao's remarks, looked at her for a long time, and said softly: "The views of the little donor are similar to those of an old friend I once knew."

   It was about his grandfather, and Qiao Zhao was not easy to answer for a while.

   "If he saw the little donor before, he would definitely like it." Seeing that Qiao Zhao was silent, Master Wumei lost his interest in talking about this topic, and took out a copy of the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra" for her to copy.

  Qiao Zhao sat upright in front of the table, picked up the pen and copied the scriptures in a hurry. After half a day, he was not mistaken, and his sitting posture did not change.

   Wumei Shitai gradually became fascinated.

   At this time, Jingxi came in and asked for instructions: "Master, the nine princesses are here."

   Wumei Shitai didn't lift her eyelids, she said lightly, "Let her go back."

  Jingxi hesitated for a moment, then went out respectfully.

  Princess Zhenzhen was waiting at the entrance of the nunnery. After listening to Jingxi's message, she couldn't help but be surprised: "Master can't see me? Master Jingxi, what is Master doing at this time?"

  Today is not a special day, why did Mrs. Shi not see her?

  The monks did not lie, Jingxi hesitated for a moment and said, "Master is meeting a guest."

   "Since the teacher is seeing the guest, I'll come back another day."

  Princess Zhenzhen walked back with the palace maid. It is impossible to say how disappointed she was. She was actually more interested in the temple fair in front of her than accompanying the master, but she was a little strange.

  It is too common to see only three or two teachers. Which one are you seeing now?

   Walking to the side gate of Dafu Temple, Princess Zhenzhen ordered the palace maid to ask the little novice who was playing in front of the gate.

   "Little Master Xuanjing, do you know who went to Shuying Nunnery?" the maid asked.

   "Yes, two female benefactors."

   "What kind of female donor, can the little master describe it?"

   Xuanjing was a little embarrassed as he twisted his fingers: "Little monk doesn't know how to describe it."

  The palace maid is quite funny.

  This little novice grew up in Dafu Temple since childhood, and I am afraid that he can’t even tell the difference between beauty and ugliness.

   She raised her hand and asked, "Is it taller or shorter than me? Is it fat or thin? Is it older or younger?"

   Xuanjing's eyes were sparkling, and he quickly said: "Shorter than you, thinner than you, younger than you."

   The little novice made an inference and added: "Prettier than you."

   Gongmaiden's pretty face turned black.

   What nonsense is this little monk talking about!

   Gong Mai returned to Princess Zhenzhen with a cold face and whispered: "Your Highness, it is two young women who went to Shuying Nunnery."

   "Young woman?" When Princess Zhenzhen heard this, she immediately lost her mind and sneered, "Then I have to see who this is."

  Princess Zhenzhen was waiting under a tree not far away, and not long after that, she saw a little maid in a pink suit humming a little song.

   The little maid walked up and down, and the joy in her heart seemed to overflow, and her hands were filled with all kinds of food.

   Binglu smiled when he saw Xuanjing: "Little Master, come, I brought you something delicious."

   Xuanjing ran over, swallowed his saliva and shook his head: "I can't."

   "Yes, it's delicious." Binglu couldn't help but put a bunch of candied haws into the hands of the little novice.

   The little novice blinked, opened his mouth and carefully bit down half of the candied haws. The sweet and sour taste made the little novice smile instantly, but suddenly his face wrinkled and he opened his mouth and spat out a white tooth.

   The little novice was stunned for a while, and then started to cry: "I just said I can't have it."

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   The little novice Xuanjing, who appeared on the stage, was guest-starred by the book friends group Qianqianjiang 0508.

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