Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 405 Not bad, very good

Although Zijin Mountain is large, it is included by the outer city of Nanjing.

The Xiaoling Mausoleum of Emperor Taizu is also under Zijin Mountain.

Therefore, Zhu Yixi still felt novelty when he came to Zijin Mountain for the second time.

From the inner city to Zijin Mountain, the distance of tens of miles, even on horseback, would take him two or three hours.

The road was smooth, but it was his first time visiting Baozhenan.

The hundred-step stone ladder is effortless to climb up. You can see the plaque of Baozhen nunnery almost by looking up.

Obviously, this is quite a consideration for female pilgrims.

Women don't want to experience mountain climbing if they don't leave the gate.

"This pilgrim, Baozhen nunnery is full of female relatives, and does not accept male guests, please come back!"

After a few pilgrims entered, a nun came over and said politely.

"Master, I misunderstood too much."

Zhu Yixi clasped his hands together, and said in return: "I'm here to find friends, and I'll offer incense by the way."

"Oh?" The more than 40-year-old nun's face was full of vicissitudes and doubts, and she said immediately: "Amitabha, who is it?"

"It's just a few female benefactors who live in Gui'an. It's been a while."

"So that's how it is!" The teacher looked as if she really did, and casually summoned a little nun: "Hui Jing, go and report!"

"Yes!" The little nun was wearing a hat with a pure face.

Immediately, there was a trot.

Although it was very fast, Zhu Yixi still stared at the behemoth under his robe, and his heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, people in the world should not be underestimated.

After a while, the little nun ran over sweating: "Master, several benefactors said they knew this male benefactor!"

"Okay, then you can take him there, remember, take a detour!"

"Yes!" The little nun nodded, expressing her understanding.

If it's going through the hall, it will naturally disturb the female pilgrim. Although the path is far away, it is An Sheng after all.

"Amitabha!" Zhu Yixi said with a serious face: "Xiaosheng took the liberty to come here, and also wanted to do something for the Buddha."

Immediately, he clapped his hands and took the money bag from Tian Ren beside him: "Some silver coins are not a respect!"

"Amitabha!" The old nun showed a smile on his face, "The benefactor has a heart."

"You came here in a hurry. I'm afraid you haven't had lunch yet. The fast food will be delivered later, and the pilgrims in this nunnery also praised it a lot."

Zhu Yixi nodded, not paying attention to the old nun's change of attitude.

Although Buddhas and Bodhisattvas do not need money, the monks and nuns who serve them do, as long as their attitudes are not too bad.

"Trouble you, Mrs. Huijing!"

Zhu Yixi had a good attitude towards the little nun.

"The benefactor is polite!"

The little nun was afraid that she seldom saw male pilgrims, so she stuttered and shy for a while, and led the way with small steps.

Zhu Yixi nodded and led the crowd away.

At the age of fourteen or fifteen, the pupils are full of purity, and the big eyes look cute, white and tender.

It seems that this nunnery is quite clean.

After walking for less than half an hour, I finally came to the backyard after twists and turns.

I saw that this place is full of peach trees, and the path is covered with branches and leaves. If there is no one to guide the way, I am afraid that I will get lost here.

Several personal guards looked dignified and kept checking, for fear of danger.

But Zhu Yixi didn't take it seriously, and looked at the writhing little butt in front of him with great interest, but he didn't feel tired.

"Benefactor, here we come!"

Huijing's voice was trembling, her cheeks were slightly red, and she panted heavily to explain:
"This road is rarely traveled, so it is more difficult to walk."

"Excuse me, Huijing."

Zhu Yixi was familiar with it, and took out a grasshopper bought on the street from his arms, and handed it to his eyes: "Take this as a reward!"

With that said, Tian Ren also wisely took out a candied haws from his backpack.

Huijing had never seen this before, her big eyes blinked, full of curiosity.

"This is candied haws, it's sweet, and it's also a reward!"

"No, no, monks can't just take other people's things!"

Huijing panicked like a rabbit, and slipped away with grasshoppers and candied haws.

"Hahaha!"

With a burst of laughter, he stepped forward.

"What is the son happy about?"

At this time, a crisp voice rang beside my ears.

In front of him, a figure appeared at some unknown time.

I saw her face was like a crescent moon, so white and tender that it seemed as if water could just leak out, her cherry mouth was pouted, like a real cherry, and she wanted to take a bite.

The long black and beautiful hair was scattered over the white jacket, and the light green long skirt underneath could not conceal the soon-to-be proud figure.

Who is this person if not Bian Yujing?

Hearing that a visitor asked to see her, she couldn't wait to change her Taoist robe, showing her graceful figure, and waiting.

Li Xiangjun said helplessly: "The male guest will definitely not be able to pass through the hall, he must have taken a long detour, you should wait inside the house, don't catch a cold from the mountain wind."

But Bian Yujing didn't listen, and waited for a quarter of an hour until the man arrived, but the first thing that appeared was laughter.

"Thinking about seeing the girl again, I was so happy that I couldn't help but burst out laughing!"

Zhu Yixi cupped his hands, modestly and politely.

Of course he wouldn't tell the truth.

Bian Yujing was overjoyed, restrained the jumping rabbit, saw the man's handsome face, smiled slightly and said:
"The son is visiting, and the slave is also happy."

As he spoke, he led the way a foot in front of him.

After a while, he saw a row of wooden houses.

Although simple, there are pavilions, courtyards, flower gardens, and mountain springs, which is quite special.

"Master, you are polite!" Kou Baimen and Li Xiangjun have been in Qinhuai River for a long time, and they are used to seeing men, but this man in front of them really surprised them.

She has plump cheeks, a straight nose, and bright eyes. Although she is wearing a robe, she can't hide her heroic spirit.

Moreover, under their vicious eyes, it is natural to see that men's clothes, belts, leather boots, and even hair ties are all high-end items and of great value.

Obviously, this is even more wealthy than a wealthy son-in-law.

"We both have something to do, let Yujing entertain you, my lord!"

The two left very tactfully.

Zhu Yixi's servant was also outside the door, just to listen.

In an empty room, there are only desks, bookshelves, a few pens, and a man and a woman.

Seemingly noticing the man's burning gaze, Bian Yujing held back his shyness and came to the desk to show off his talent:
"The little girl is not talented, she only knows how to write and draw on weekdays, and I hope you can taste it!"

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves, bent down, and began to write.

Obviously, Bian Yujing thinks that although his body has shortcomings, relying on his talent, he will definitely be able to save one or two.

So, in Zhu Yixi's eyes, Bian Yujinghao picked up the pen, and a pair of mountains hung down, almost touching the table. There was only less than an inch of distance between them.

After finishing writing, Bian Yujing said with satisfaction: "What do you think, my lord?"

"Not bad, very good, wonderful, far beyond ordinary people."

Zhu Yixi couldn't help admiring.

Bian Yujing thought it was a compliment to calligraphy, and his heart was full of joy.

(End of this chapter)