Song Ruoxi was stunned. Didn’t the ancients all be very subtle? How could he ask so directly? He stuttered: “Why are you willing to marry me?”

"Why don't I want to?" Lu Fengyan asked back.

"We've only met for the second time. You don't know how I am. Aren't you afraid that I'm a jealous woman? After marrying me, I'll make my family restless?" Song Ruoxi asked in a deep voice.

"My mother knows your personality very well." Lu Fengyan believed in An Yu's vision.

Song Ruoxi sneered: "Aunt An sees all my good side, but my bad side, and Aunt An doesn't know."

"The bad side?" Lu Fengyan's eyebrows moved slightly, "Let's listen."

"I am jealous. If you marry me, you can't take a concubine. I am the only one in your life." I won't mention anything else. Song Ruoxi said the most unacceptable thing to fight a man by herself.

"I'm not him." Lu Fengyan paused for a moment, "I won't be fascinated by women, let alone take a concubine."

Song Ruoxi's eyes turned slightly, he pursed his lips and said, "I don't know you at all. I don't know what kind of person you are?"

"What do you want to know?"

"Do you have a good temper? What is your profession? How much is your income? Does your family have a house?" After several questions asked, Song Ruoxi's expression was strange. Why did she feel like she was on a blind date?

"No official or no position, there are fields and shops." Lu Fengyan's answer was very concise, but he didn't answer the first question, whether it was intentional or unintentional.

"Do you hit a woman? Do you have any bad habits such as drinking or gambling?" Anyway, all the questions that should not be asked have been asked, so Song Ruoxi simply continued to ask.

"I don't hit women, nor do I have those bad habits."

Song Ruoxi lowered his head, his eyes flashed, he pondered for a long time, looked up at him, and said cautiously: "Lu Fengyan, if you say true and trustworthy, I can consider marrying you."

This answer was a bit beyond Lu Fengyan's expectations. Then I thought that Song Ruoxi could say that she was jealous, so it was not surprising that she said these words. She was not as deceptive as an ordinary woman in the boudoir. This would be better. If you have anything to say directly, you can avoid guessing. There was a faint smile in her cold eyes, "You have to think carefully."

"I can." Song Ruoxi smiled sweetly, looked up at the sky, "It's getting late, let's go back."

On the way back, Song Ruoxi was obviously in a better mood than when she came. Her steps were light and she hummed a small song. Lu Fengyan was still following her leisurely with her hands on her back, her thin lips slightly raised, and her face, which had always been cold, was soft.

"Aunt An, Silkworm, we are here!" When she entered the courtyard and crawled under the cypress tree, Song Ruoxi shouted.

The silkworm walked out of the kitchen when she heard the sound and said with a smile: "Young master, girl."

"Canniang, what should I eat for vegetarian food today?" Song Ruoxi asked with his head tilted.

"Today's morning zhai includes millet porridge, lotus root cake, taro dumplings and the papers you like to eat. The girl takes the young master to the side room to sit. I will send the morning zhai here."

"Don't you use it together?" Lu Yan asked without stopping when he heard the sound of wooden fish in the room.

The silkworm laughed and said, "The layman has used it."

Song Ruoxi took Lu Fengyan to the side room to sit down. After waiting for a while, the silkworm came in with a food box, brought out the millet porridge and pastries, and bowed and said, "Young master, girl, please use it slowly."

The two of them used premature vegetarianism, and An Yu had not finished reciting the scriptures. After all, they were not very familiar with each other, so they couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed when they sat face to face. Song Ruoxi thought for a while and found a topic: "Yunyan, can you tell me about the affairs of the world?"

"Grudges are the world of the world. If there is grudges, there will be blood. Things in the world are not suitable for you to listen to." Lu Fengyan said calmly.

"But I heard that chivalrous is also a world of world. If chivalrous, there is a right way. If you don't want to tell me about fighting and killing, you can choose something that is not bloody to tell me." Although I haven't been in contact for a long time, Song Ruoxi has discovered that Lu Yan is as beautiful as a gold medal. Since she is considering marrying him, she doesn't want to marry a dull man, so she can only talk to herself in the future, like a crazy woman, so she must let him speak more.

"It's not a bloody thing." Lu Yan thought for a while, "This happened about three years ago, thieves were rampant in Muji Town, Wuling Prefecture, near the western Xinjiang, robbing the property of pedestrians."

"I didn't expect that there were still thieves in the peaceful and prosperous times. Do the local governments ignore it?" Song Ruoxi asked angrily.

"The five ridges are full of mountains and dense forests. Thieves flee into the forest and are hard to find. The government once sent people to capture them, but they lost their troops and were defeated and returned in vain."

"What happened later?" Song Ruoxi asked.

"Someone in the court offered advice, saying that he could ask the holy monk Jueming, who made good use of darts, to help arrest him. So the emperor sent his ministers to Ganlu Temple to invite the holy monk."

"Is the master willing to go down the mountain to help? What happened later? Tell me quickly!" Song Ruoxi urged anxiously.

"Don't worry, listen to me slowly." Lu Fengyan's thin lips curled up slightly. The two of them had to live a generation and had to talk about topics. Since she liked to listen to things in the world, what's the point of telling her? "The holy monk is old and is not convenient to take action personally, so he decided to send his disciples down the mountain to eliminate the harm to the people. In order to choose the right candidate, the holy monk asked several disciples to compete for darts. The target was a scarecrow, placed a hundred steps away. A disciple hit the scarecrow's wrist and ankle, and a hit the scarecrow's chest and throat respectively. Most disciples thought it would be the disciple who hit the chest and throat down the mountain, and only the holy monk received it in his late years.

Ye Shuhua, a lay disciple, said that he should be the disciple who hit the wrist and ankle down the mountain. The holy monk really chose the disciple who hit the wrist and ankle. The disciples were puzzled. The holy monk asked Ye Shuhua to solve their confusion. Ye Shuhua said: 'Monks are compassionate, and thieves also divide the main and accomplices and new criminals into regular crimes. How can they be generalized and killed? If they shoot all in one dart in a row without any distinction, wouldn't it be too cruel? I, Buddha, should give them the opportunity to return to the road.' The holy monk nodded with a smile. This matter was spread. Before the master arrived at Muji Town, the thieves packed up their things and went to the temple to apologize. Some even put down their butcher knives and became monks."

"This matter is not only not bloody, but also Buddhist scriptures and Zen principles are included. You speak very well, and I like to listen." Song Ruoxi smiled and bent her eyes. It is worthy of her guidance.

"What story is Yan'er telling? Mom wants to hear it too." An Yu walked in with a smile.

"Mom (Aunt An)." the two stood up and said.

"Sit down and talk." An Yu chose a round stool and said with a smile.

On this day, under the deliberate guidance of Song Ruoxi and An Yu, Lu Fengyan said more than he usually said for several months. However, the stories he told were all from others and had nothing to do with him.

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Chapter completed!