Chapter 13: Injustice? Fresh fish soup?

Chapter 13 Injustice? Fresh fish soup?
Today, when I hit the star, I had to go to the air. I thought that the temple has not run diligently recently, and the fragrance is less.
After thinking about it for a while, I called the driver back to burn incense and worship Buddha at Daming Temple.
Let the green warbler hold the half-scented incense candle. I started to worship from the Buddha Shakyamuni in the Great Hall of the Great Hall. The pharmacist Buddha, Maitreya Buddha, Nanhai Guanyin, the four heavenly kings, and the eighteen arhats... Bye, I was dizzy and turned to worship where I don’t know which fairy, and I heard a crisp voice murmured: "Bless the fairy to bless me to find a good husband who is as good as brother Yan Zhen." : "Let the Shen family's young lady not end well."
I looked up and looked at the fairy sitting on the enshrining platform. It wasn't another one. It was a serene and friendly son-in-law, Guanyin, with a porcelain doll wearing a bellyband in my hand. Then I turned and looked at the pilgrims who prayed and prayed together. It was a pretty girl who lived in water and spirits. She was about seventeen or eighty years old. I wanted to come back. After all, I am younger than I have many life experiences, so I kindly told her:
"Girl, this lady in the goddess of Guanyin is in charge of giving away her son. If you want to get married, you will have some experience with the immortals under the moon in the old moon temple next door." No matter which way the gods seem to only care for people's safety, it must be unacceptable to pit people and harm people."
The girl opened her eyes and glanced at me obliquely, sighing in a cold air from her nose, and arrogantly said: "This palace... This girl has a request, who dare not care?"
This breath... sounds familiar.
Before I can figure out where the twist is, she has lifted her chin sharply and turned away, followed by a man and a woman. The walking steps will be a practice. In an instant, the three masters and servants disappeared in the hall of pilgrims.
"Miss, just now the Green Warbler clearly heard that man loves Uncle Aunt... Oh, it's wrong, it's Master Uncle, and Miss Curse!" Green Warb yelled at a few thick pillars of gold hoops, and looked very funny. .
I rubbed my fragrant ashes around her sleeves and smiled with my head down.
Pei Yanzhen is a misfortune talent, Song Xiyuan is a wealthy wealthy man, there is no good left or right, who told me to marry such two husbands in tandem, and being cursed by a Sichun girl's house is also a routine thing to do. It's no big deal.
However, in the past, I only knew a little about catching the wind and catching the shadows. Today I heard someone personally curse such a pious presence in front of me. I actually made me feel a little uncomfortable in my heart. The most complaint is the two culprits, Pei and Song.
"Small green, let's go." My belly turned around and went outside.
"Miss, won't the incense burn?" Green Oriole screamed behind.
"Stop burning, let's buy the villain."
"Ah? Villain? What villain?"...
When I went out of Daming Temple, I circled around the temple. Sure enough, I saw Wang Daxian who set up the stall. His mouse eyes with thieves and thieves glanced at me, and the pupils that had been squinted were stunned. Da, Dian'er, said warmly: "Miss Shen comes to incense? Do you want to put a gossip on me today or buy some incense candles?"
This Wang Daxian was stuck outside this Daming Temple on weekdays, playing the fortune-telling hexagrams, and doing the oil-stuffing, don’t look at his small burden, everything is complete, up to the candle incense paper tribute Guo Ping Fu, down to the paper money Ming coins villain peach wood sword, everything is available. Originally, these things are not much different from other shops, but he has a clever tongue and a spring, he can always say that its mystery is like a unique one in heaven and earth, and many soft-eared pilgrims are criticized by him. Often inevitably bought his family's things with double silver. Although this person has a bit of business, Dingding can say that everything in the south and the north can be ridiculous. When I first left the Song family, I used to come here to burn incense and ask for hexagrams. I recognized this person when I came or went. Listening to the paragraph is a joy.
Today, I didn’t want to hear him talk about it, so I opened the door and said:
Give me two paper-cut villains, men.

Then Wang Daxian looked around and wished to cover my mouth with a sigh of relief: "Oh, hello, my Miss Shen, you buy it, so shouting out and letting me do business It’s not as good as it used to be, but now Master Pei is sitting in the seat of the prefect. This grandfather is so elegant that he can’t see these strange powers. The investigation of this witchcraft is so strict..."
Suddenly there was a noise, fearing that I remembered that Pei Yanzhen was my mother-in-law's thing, and my eyes dripped quickly to make up: "Of course, it is the well-being of the people like me that have parents like Master Pei."
"You don't tell me that some of them are not. I only ask if you have paper people. If you don't, I will go to another house." I interrupted him impatiently.
He immediately said in three moments: "Yes, how could it not be, what Miss Shen wants, even if I don't want Wang Da to change it." On the one hand, the nagging carefully turned out a black paint from under the stall. Wrapped in black cloth, layer by layer, took out two little paper people and secretly handed me secretly, put out a few steel needles, and whispered quietly: "If Miss Shen wants to curse who needs to The character of the person's birthday is written on it, and the steel needle is used to pierce the villain, to ensure a spell and a magic effect, where the is painful. One or two lines of silver."
I was taking the little paper man and looking around. I might as well hear a verdant voice saying, "What is this?"
Looking back, it was the girl in Fangcai Temple who was curiously looking at the villain in my hand with two round eyes. Didn’t Wang Daxian leave the guest who sent it to the door and didn’t make sense, and explained the purpose of this little girl to the girl now and then, the girl heard two eyes excited and radiant, and she said she would buy one Female paper man.
I silently said to Wang Daxian: "I bought the three villains together and I bought them together. If you want to get a cheaper price, you can buy one in fifteen."
That Wang Daxian's cut meat is generally distorted, "You're killing the price a little bit more. For the sake of you, you are also a regular customer, even if it's twenty articles, is that good?"
"Fifteen essays." I snapped.
Unexpectedly, the girl not only did not appreciate, but also glanced at me in the corner of her eyes, with disdain, "Qiao Ba must be compared! Vulgar!" After the words were finished, the servant behind him dropped a piece of white flower and the silver rose.
So, good people can't do it.
I sighed and took the paper man to help my stomach and walked away. I heard Wang Daxian shouting: "Miss Shen, you haven't given your money yet." I turned around and said at least twelve silver nuns said: "No Have you paid the injustice together?"
Wang Daxian accosted and laughed, "Miss Shen will really borrow Dongfeng..."
I thought I had burnt incense, and I lost a little bit of anger. I didn't want the car to stop in front of the house. I saw an extra circle of guards on the front of the large wall of the nursing home. The official family saw me get off and was busy. A little trot came and said: "Miss, the emperor is here. I heard that I will have dinner in the mansion at night. Now the main entrance is afraid that I can't walk. The master told me to let you return to the compartment from the side door."
I knew that although the Emperor His Majesty lived in the Song family, he would never let go of the Shen family's oil. I didn't know how to remove this supper. On this trip to the south of the Yangtze River, our Shen family would have to put in two silver to get this long lived master satisfied... I shook my head and was led by the green warbler back to the room.
Before the stool was overheated, he heard someone outside sing the promise, "The emperor blessed--"
Pushing the door out, but seeing a father-in-law who doesn't need to be white, standing outside the door, "Your Majesty, please invite Miss Shen to join us, and Miss Shen please come with our family."
I was stunned. I thanked him and followed him to the dining room. But when I saw the original round table was gone, I changed the long red wooden table. The emperor was in the first place. The first one on the lower right was Pei Yanzhen. My father was on the left. With Song Xiyuan, there are a wide variety of Jiangnan dishes on the table, and a bowl of hot soup is breathing in the middle.
I bowed my brows and blessed my body, "My daughter sees your majesty, your majesty gives you a banquet, and thank you Lord Longen, my emperor! . I regretted how I bought a paper man out of Daming Temple today.
As soon as he sat down, he listened to the master's words, "This fish soup just came up and it is fresh. Grandpa Cao, give Miss Shen a bowl."
Dad's eyebrows flicked, Pei Yanzhen's complexion changed, Song Xiyuan's fingertips moved, and his eyes immediately smiled and said: "I heard that this fish was caught by His Majesty today. Miss Shen is blessed to be able to get the soup from your Majesty, I don't know Xi Yuan Can there be a little divine light, and be brave enough to try this fresh fish?"
That Cao Gongg was calmly scooping fish soup as the emperor told me. In the hall, except for the sound of soup entering the bowl, there was no noise at all.
But seeing the emperor looked at Song Xiyuan gently, for a long while, the corner of his mouth bent and smiled: "What's wrong with this? Cao Gonggong, Miss Shen's bowl of soup will be given to San Gongzi first, and then another bowl will be given to Miss Shen. "
"Yes."
But when seeing Song Xiyuan's long fingers holding a small spoon, he gently blew the hot soup, quietly scooped a spoonful into the mouth, closed his eyes and pondered it again, and once again opened his eyes and said: "It's really delicious. Caomin. Having lived in Yangzhou for more than 20 years, I first learned that carp soup can also be so delicious." Then I was very full of the venue to drink the whole bowl of soup, and I don't know why it looks a bit awe-inspiring in my eyes.
The emperor received the flattery from Song Xiyuan and laughed very much.
As soon as his eyes were raised, he saw that both Dad and Pei Yanzhen were staring at Song Xiyuan without looking. Pei Yanzhen wanted to hold the chopsticks tighter, and the joints were a bit white.
For about half a cup of tea, the three did not know why they were relieved at the same time. I somehow looked at Song Xiyuan, who was ruddy as usual, and bowed his head to drink his soup silently.
After a tossing back and forth for a day, I was really a little tired. After eating this supper, which is called the feast of the feast and the feast of the feast, I washed and washed and went to bed.
Unable to sleep until midnight, the cramps in my abdomen, so painful that I couldn't even make my voice, and I reached over and overturned the glass lamp on the head of the bed.
"Miss, Miss! What's wrong with you? Come here! Miss is about to give birth!"
For a time, maids, dads, aunts, doctors, stable women... come and go, take turns in and out...
"But are you born?"
"Miss Shen, did you take the herbal medicine that induced labor?"
"Miaoerao..."
"Miss, hurry, work harder!"
...
The pain was okay at the beginning, but it just ran over and over, and then it became more and more terrifying, like someone was holding my axe to split me alive, and it was like a black and white impermanence holding a chain to tie me and drag me , Falling straight down...
I glared at the top of the tent, staring at the blurry and sometimes dazzling light and shadow, and vaguely felt that when I was about to rise to immortality, I heard "Wow!"
Shi Potian shocked.
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