Baique Temple is located in the eastern suburbs of the capital, about an hour and a half away from the Zhennan Prince's Mansion. A little further east, you will leave the boundary of the capital.

Chu Ci lowered the partition of the carriage and was sitting there copying the letter Jiang Xian wrote to his mother, and from time to time he added a few words to it.

Zhu Feng sat on the other side and looked curiously. When he found that the handwriting written by Chu Ci was exactly the same as that of Jiang Xian, he was immediately surprised.

"Chu Siye, you have this trick!"

"What's wrong with this trick? You can do it with a little snack." Chu Ci thought he was too fussy. He began to imitate his parents' handwriting since the third grade of elementary school to sign the test paper.

His parents and grandparents have been at home all year round, and a nanny has always been taken care of by him. Chu Ci didn't want the nanny to sign him, so he found their signatures and practiced every day. In less than half a month, he could write freely and freely.

It must be very smooth. Not to mention that the teacher can't tell the difference, even his parents themselves may have read it wrong.

When he grew older, he asked himself to copy a piece of calligraphy and painting by everyone every day. He would not write the next article until he felt it was very similar.

"Then, Chu Siye, have you ever thought about selling imitations?" Zhu Feng asked very carefully, but even so, Chu Ci still knocked on his head.

"Oh, I'm just asking." Zhu Feng said embarrassedly.

"What are you asking? You are doubting my personality. Even if I starve to death, I will not cheat money. Why do you guys ask this? Have you ever seen it?"

"Last year, Silang and I were drinking tea in a teahouse, and then we saw a down-and-out scholar sitting next to a profiteer with a pair of words in his arms. After listening to their conversation, we realized that the scholar was originally named Huang, and was Huang Tingjian, a Taoist in the valley.

The descendant of his family had a pair of "Songfeng Pavilion Poems" in his hand. Because his mother was seriously ill, she decided to sell it for money. Seeing that he was anxious, the profiteer repeatedly lowered the price, and we couldn't hear it."

"You still know the Taoist of Shangu and the "Songfeng Pavilion Poetry Tie"?" Chu Ci smiled. This sounded like a scam.

"You underestimate us too much, right? Zhao Qing's grandfather was once the Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion. He had a lot of books at home. No matter how you do, you can know something." Zhu Feng was very dissatisfied.

"Okay, I blame me for believing you down, I apologize. Then what? What happened?"

Zhu Feng was a little embarrassed, and he said, "We had a quarrel with him at that time. We had read the words and wanted to buy the scholar's copybook at a high price, but the five of us added up to only 200 taels of silver notes and

There were dozens of taels of scattered silver. The scholar was very generous. He said that even if the money was deposited, he would let us go back to raise money and he would wait for us here."

Chu Ci was deeply jealous. He came to Beijing to take the exam, but he only had more than 200 taels of silver on him. These little bastards had a tea and carried so much money on him? Later Chu Ci realized that it was the Chinese New Year at that time, and this group of people were doing this.

After getting the New Year's money, people were going to go to the brothel to see it, but before night was enough, they were deceived. In this way, the two scammers were considered a merit.

"Wu Guang kept a secret and asked someone to look at the scholar here, and then we went home to raise money. My mother and I had been pestering each other for a long time to get two hundred taels of silver, but when we arrived, the scholar was the scholar.

But it disappeared, there was only the word on the table. The guard said that the scholar suddenly had a stomachache and went to the cottage. It turned out that he wanted to take the word away, but he forced him to stop him and left it. We searched for a long time.

Before I could see this scholar, I bought the word "260 taels"."

"Hahaha, do you think you made money at that time?" Chu Ci laughed.

"No, we felt sorry for the scholar at that time. Because I paid the most money, they said to me. I took the copybook back and ran into my father at the door. When he saw me holding the copybook, he said he wanted it.

Look. Then..."

"And what?"

"Then I called me stupid, beat me up a few yards, and took back the 200 taels my mother gave me, and then told the accountant that I could only pay ten taels of silver that month. The most overwhelming thing was that he still had to pay me a lot of money.

I told those fathers about this, and everyone was punished." Zhu Feng said dejectedly.

"Hahaha..." Chu Ci couldn't help laughing again. Seeing Zhu Feng looking over with a depressed look, he immediately smoothed the corners of his raised mouth and said in pain, "This is really a sad story."

Zhu Feng felt that he seemed to be even more depressed after hearing this.

"Later, my father and others sent people to visit and finally caught the scholar. He had no serious illness at all, not even a scholar. He was just a scoundrel on the street, and went out of the gambling houses in the sun and made a living by making a living.

He was then imprisoned and hasn't come out yet."

Chu Ci is silent. There are risks in cheating money, so be cautious when choosing people. If you tease the little bear, how can you avoid attracting the big bear?

"You have been fooled by yourself, why do you ask me if I can sell it in imitation?"

Zhu Feng struggled for a long time and finally said: "I broke the "Lingfei Jing" in my father's study. He has been busy with official business these days, but he didn't notice that I changed it. I want to ask Chu Siye for help.

Help me, otherwise I will definitely be beaten to death by my father.”

Chu Ci was speechless. This was a national treasure after it was placed, and it was a rare good thing at this time. Is it broken?

"For your sake today, I will help you. You prepare your things and send them to my residence in the evening. But it can be hidden for a while, but I can't hide them for a lifetime. I advise you to confess to your father."

Zhu Feng laughed as soon as he heard this, patted his chest and promised: "Chu Siye, don't worry, I promise to deliver it to you tonight. Also, I will go to help you guard the sign-in place for the next few days! But let's calculate it for the time being

Yes, my father is not in a good mood these days, so I dare not touch his bad head and make him vent his anger."

Chu Ci looked at him, but smiled without saying a word. This guy obviously wanted to live up to the need to manage people, right? He didn't expose him. If it hurts his enthusiasm, how could he trick him into helping him do things in the future.

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"Young Master, Baique Temple has arrived!" The coachman outside shouted, because Dahu was missing, they were riding in the Zhu family's carriage.

Chu Ci and Zhu Feng got off the carriage. At this time, it was not on the 15th day of the lunar month. Only a few pilgrims entered, and most of them were female relatives. There were not a single male pilgrims, but most of them were older.

They bought incense and candles at the door and followed the others into the temple.

Miaoshan Guanyin Bodhisattva worshipped in Baique Temple, also known as the Thousand-Handed Thousand-Eyed Guanyin Master. Legend has it that Guanyin Bodhisattva was reborn in the royal pseudonym Miaoshan when he passed the tribulation, and then treated his father with his hand and eyes. He was named Thousand by the Emperor of the World's Golden Words and Jade Words.

Hand Guanyin.

Although Chu Ci has no faith, because of his own experience, he inevitably has a sense of awe when dealing with these things. Therefore, he and Zhu Feng did not rush to find Princess Pingchang, but first took the Bodhisattva in the temple.

I paid a visit and then went to find the archer in the temple.

Master Zhenyan is the master of this temple. She is already very old, but I don’t know if it is because of worshiping Buddha and cultivating the mind or vegetarianism for many years, so she doesn’t look very old, with a kind face and a kind look, which makes her look very close. Many grandmothers in the capital are in the capital.

, they all like to invite her to preach.

"I wonder what the two little donors are doing to find Lao Ni?"

"The master is polite. I want to talk to Mr. Huijue about Buddhist principles." Chu Ci said with a smile. His appearance is not as oppressive as other men. He is very likable among elderly women.

"Huijue?" Master Zhenyan looked at Chu Ci, and then looked at Zhu Feng behind Chu Ci without any trace.

After Chu Ci noticed her gaze, he pulled Zhu Feng over and said, "This is a student named Zhu Feng. Zhu Feng, please say hello to the master."

Master Zhenyan felt relieved when he heard that his surname was Zhu. Seeing that he was about the same age as that person, she thought... they were all sinful debts!

"Hello, Master." Zhu Feng was a little unnatural. He didn't like to stay here very much.

Master Zhenyan nodded to him and said, "Two little donors, Huijue, although she is practicing in this temple, the old nun cannot decide where she goes at will. Let me ask you for a question and then give me a reply."

"Thank you, Master."

"Yuanman, go to Mr. Huijue and tell her about this."

"Yes." Xiao Ni, who was standing beside him, went out. Master Zhenyan watched her leave, and then invited Chu Ci and the others to sit down and taste a new tea.

Chu Ci sat down like a stream, picked up the tea on the short table, and savored it gently. In such a quiet place, I wonder if people will be infected a little. Chu Ci felt that those that have filled my heart for the past two days

The complex emotions all dissipated with this fragrant tea.

Seeing that they didn't speak, Master Zhenyan sat there and recited Buddhist scriptures silently.

After a while, the Perfect Master came back. She clasped her hands together and recited the Buddha's words, and then said, "Mr. Huijue said that she had a relationship with the world and had no foreign guests."

"You have heard of the two donors, too." Master Zhenyan had guessed the ending.

"I dare to ask this Master Yuanmeng, did Mr. Huijue just say these words?" Chu Ci asked.

"Mr. Huijue asked me who the visitor was first. I said they were two male pilgrims. She asked how old she was. I said one looked seventeen or eighteen years old, and the other looked fourteen or five years old. She said that the worldly relationship was already there.

, no foreign guests." The monks did not lie, so Master Yuanman honestly reproduced their conversation scene.

"Then, can you help Master Yuanmeng and help me with another trip? I have a letter here. If Mr. Huijue still says he will not see a foreigner after reading it, then we won't force it."

Chu Ci took out the letter he had added from his arms. He dared not say how tear-jerking it was, but as long as this mother still has a little love for her child, she will definitely be moved.

Of course, if she still has no feelings after reading it, it means that this Pyeongchang princess is really determined to cut off all feelings from the world, and then he will not force it.

Yuanman looked at Master Zhenyan, nodded when he saw her, and took the envelope from Chu Ci's hand, turned around and went to her place again.

Zhu Feng wanted to lie in his ear and talk.

Chu Ci said seriously: "You must talk to others in everything. Don't do such sneaky actions in front of the mage."

Zhu Feng was stunned, and then said loudly: "Chu Siye, why don't you directly say that we came for Silang? She is his mother, will she ignore Silang?"

Chu Ci helped his forehead: "You..."

"What's wrong with me?" Zhu Feng was very surprised. He said in a low voice, and he couldn't say in a loud voice.

Without waiting for Chu Ci to explain, Master Zhenyan spoke first.

"Are you Chu Siye of the Imperial College?"

"The mage has heard of the name he will give me again?"

"Old Ni heard some pilgrims talk about Chu Siye's kindness on weekdays."
Chapter completed!