Chapter 907: You and my buddha

Don't read, everything is fine.
It’s just a few words that have been lost, and nothing is said, but she is even more worried. At the same time, it also made her a little bit relaxed. His words are as stable as before, and the letters are also slow. Writing slowly, but not drastically or eagerly, and now that he can write letters with this mentality, it means that the situation in Beijing is still under their control.
And when Shen Qingci thinks about it, it's not something that can be achieved in one place.
After all, the first emperor had to go out for funerals and national funerals, and the lord of the past dynasties would enter the tomb in about January. After January, it may be the most chaotic time in the court.
When the new emperor ascends the throne, all industries are waiting for prosperity.
I just don't know who will fall into the new emperor this time.
But now, it is really a road that was originally expected, but also paved with flesh and blood.
But no matter what, they always have a one-month buffer, and they are also good for one month, and then think of a way. It is not easy to say who can finally make it happen.
Shen Qing was anxious and could not descend the mountain, so she was still like before.
If she lives in this courtyard for a long time, if she feels a little anxious, she will go to Master Jingkong, listen to Master Jingkong’s Dharma, and listen to the sound of wooden fish in Xiangjue Temple. The upset heart finally calmed down little by little.
It is not that she would run down the mountain on her own impulse one day, and it was not the first time that she had done such a thing, and she had also guessed this, so she was asked to bring Li Qi with her. In addition, several hidden guards were arranged externally, just for fear that she would really run away.
In fact, Shen Qingci really wanted to go down the mountain. For some things, she had to see it in her own eyes and guard it herself, but these countless thoughts were ultimately turned away by Master Jingkong.
"You are destined to my Buddha."
Master Jingkong smiled, and when he saw her, he became more friendly.
"I am not a monk."
Shen Qingci never thought about going to be a monk. She has never thought about it in the two lives. She is in the world and her heart is born. Her hatred has not disappeared, and she has more than one life in her hands.
But she never regretted it.
Therefore, she does not become a monk.
Master Jingkong sighed, "You are destined to my Buddha."
Shen Qingci picked up the cup on the table and put it on the corner of his lips, so you don't worry about him.
"No need."
Master Jingkong still smiled, "He has his own fate, I can't interfere."
"He is your only nephew and your only relative."
Shen Qingci always wanted to tell Master Jingkong to go down the mountain. As long as he said one sentence, this son was too heavy to kill and could not achieve the throne, otherwise, what would happen? As long as there is one sentence, they can understand everything, even the last one. Wei is still the son of emperor, but the things that are pressing on him, he will not be able to wash away all his life.
Wherever he moved, blame him, no virtue.
Where is the flood, blame him. No virtue.
Where is the snow again, or blame him. No virtue.
Lao Na is not affected by the earthly wind and snow.
Sweeping Master Kong’s eyes, he knew what Shen Qingci had in mind. He was an outsider, and all the mundane things in Hong Chen had nothing to do with him. Who is the emperor, who can’t be, don’t An old monk would have the final say.
This is also true for people outside the party who ignore the commonplace.
Shen Qingci knew it was useless to find him.
She stood up, the tea was finished, her own tea.
People also persuaded, she couldn't persuade.
So, let's go back. Go back and make more spices and sell silver, and prepare to run away. When she runs away, she will never bring a big-headed monk, that is, an old fox that can't be more refined.
How can you be a monk like him, every day you know what cheating her, just silver and silver are tens of thousands of taels.
But what she has is silver, but is it just repairing the palace? What else does she need to repair when she repairs? Say it all together.
Back in the courtyard, it just so happened that Qiuniang had already cooked the food, and even Miaomiao's portion was ready for a long time. Now Miaomiao is lying there eating. It's really good since I arrived. Here, I have never left the house, I have always been in this square and never left.
Shen Qingci walked over, touched Miaomiao's little head, and then walked over and sat at the table in the courtyard.
Bai Mei had brought out all the cooked meals, and put them on the stone table one by one.
A few of them are all vegetarian dishes, and there are no meat dishes. After all, it is a place for Buddhist cultivation, and they must pay more attention to it.
Several people sat on the three chairs one after the other. Bai Mei and Mo Li were used to eating with Shen Qingci. When Shen Qingci was in Shuowangfu, they often accompanied Shen Qingci to eat.
In recent years, Shen Qingci hasn't liked eating alone. She can't eat much by herself, and sometimes she doesn't even eat. Therefore, to let her eat on time, someone must accompany her.
So unless you really can't get away from it, you will always come back to spend a meal with Shen Qingci, if he doesn't come back, then Baimei and Mo Li will accompany Shen Qingci with dinner.
Baimei and Mo Li have long been used to it, but Qiuniang couldn’t. When she sat with Shen Qingci for the first time, she didn’t even know where to put her hands. She had a respect for Shen Qingci. heart.
She also knew that everything she had now was given by the master, and this respect made her dare not sit with the master, and did not want to eat the same table with the master.
At first, it was all awkward, afraid to sit, and afraid to move. Even the dishes did not dare to pick up, only to eat plain rice, but after a few times, I gradually got used to it.
A table of food was all eaten by a few people, and there was nothing left, even the little girls ate an extra bowl of rice.
Shen Qingci touched both small heads.
I also stood up, ready to make some spices without having anything to do, all as if I was eating.
And Qiuniang walked to the door and opened the door too. There were also bowls on the floor at the door.
She squatted down and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, ready to take them back and wash them.
These meals are all prepared by her for the guards outside the door. Although she doesn't know where they are, she knows that they work hard to protect them, and the wind and sun must give them meals. ?
And these were not what she thought of, but the madam.
The wife said, if you make one more, she makes one more, and then what they eat will also be what the guards outside eat.
There is still a lot of food in Chu Ji, so I don't have to worry about eating it. Shen Qingci can even throw away his money. Are you afraid that there is no food?
While they were living here, the entire Xiangjue Temple's food was bought by her for her money. They only drew out a few bags of rice and the rest was used as rent.