Beginning to become the second ancestor

Chapter 268 Chapter 266
The year is getting closer and closer, but Song Yuanxuan's life has not changed much. In the past few days, he has been intoxicated in the practice of the seven-style sword formula.

Two days before New Year's Eve, Song Yuanxuan seldom went out, the grocery stores were closed, he gave the guys a holiday, but the Fanghua Building and the hotpot restaurant were open.

In the early morning of this day, when Song Yuanxuan woke up, Zheng Nan'er's slender waist was hugged in his arms, and her back was tightly nestled in his arms, bringing some warmth.

In the past few days, he has been staying in Zheng Nan'er's room. She has a body, so she is more eager to care.

For this first child that belongs to him, Song Yuanxuan still attaches great importance to it.

When she got up, Zheng Nan'er also woke up. She stood up and waited on him to get dressed, but he stopped her: "Your body is inconvenient, don't wait on me, go on sleeping."

"Lang, my spirit is better than before, and I am no longer so lethargic, and I am also happy to serve Lang."

Zheng Nan'er called out, with a bit of joy in his eyes.

Song Yuanxuan glanced at her and let her dress, but there was something strange in his heart. For Zheng Naner, petting naturally made her happy.

But she also wanted to express her joy with him, so she thought about doing something for him to calm her mind.

After tidying up, Song Yuanxuan hugged Zheng Nan'er's body, and said softly, "Go to sleep a little longer, I'm going to Feiliu Temple today, to burn a stick of incense, and by the way, get someone to bring something for grandpa."

After speaking, he kissed her on the mouth, and when he was about to leave, Zheng Nan'er hugged him tightly and responded enthusiastically.

When the lips parted, Song Yuanxuan only felt a strange fragrance between his lips and teeth, and her fragrance was getting stronger and stronger.

Walking out of the room, Song Yuanxuan packed up, brought a letter, and prepared some gifts. Youzhou is located in the grassland area, and there is no seafood, so what he prepared were some fish, shrimp and crab.

These things are frozen with a layer of ice and packed in wooden boxes, which are hard to perish.

Wang Dong moved the things into the carriage, and when Song Yuanxuan was about to get into the carriage, Lan Xin and Yan Qinglan greeted him, Lan Xin said softly, "Master, Sister Qinglan and I want to go to burn incense with you."

"Get in the car." Song Yuanxuan responded.

The two suddenly smiled and got into the carriage together.

Although the weather is better, the chill is still there, and the north side of the undulating roof is still white, and the snow is hard to melt away.

The same is true for the temples of Feiliu Temple. Half of the tiles are green and the other is white. The white reflects the greenness and is full of sunlight.

Wang Dong was also a member of You Lie's personal guards, so he and Zhitong have known each other for a long time.

Song Yuanxuan lit the incense, followed Lan Xin and Yan Qinglan to tour the temple, he followed Zhitong into the side hall, and handed him the letter in his hand.

"Master, please send those boxes of seafood and this letter to Youzhou and hand them over to Grandpa." Song Yuanxuan saluted.

Zhitong returned a salute and said, "Young master has grown up! He has become the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and he has also been granted the title of uncle. He is also famous for his talent. This is the most talented person in the world.

Lord Hou will definitely be proud of the young master, and the young master is so filial, I will definitely send things to Youzhou for the young master, so that the young master will be happy.

It's snowing heavily in Youzhou. This time, I'm afraid I won't be able to return until the next year. I think Lord Hou will definitely arrange for some venison to be sent back. "

Song Yuanxuan smiled and said: "That still has to work hard, Master!"

Zhitong shook his head and said: "It's not hard work, the poor monk belongs to Lord Hou, and he won't find it hard to work for Lord Hou."

Song Yuanxuan clasped his fists, then turned and left.

Wang Dong brought out a box of things and put them on the side of the side hall, and said happily at the same time: "Master Zhitong, also send my greetings to Lord Hou. I haven't seen him for a long time."

Zhitong looked at him and said softly: "Wang Dong, you are now the young master's direct descendant, do you still want to go back to Hou Ye's side?"

Wang Dong was stunned, and moved the things silently, then straightened up, and said seriously: "I have never thought about this question before! Maybe this is already the answer.

Master, back then you were the general beside Lord Hou, and I was your soldier. What do you think is the difference between today's life and the past? "

Zhitong nodded, and said with a dusty face: "I have fought with Lord Hou all my life, and later became the abbot here, I often think, maybe this is a chance!
I used the Dharma to remove the blood in my heart, so I have lived peacefully these years, doing everything according to the requirements of Buddhism, but this is not the nature of my heart.

It’s just that if everything is done according to nature, it will be difficult to integrate into this society. Each of us is overcoming our own discomfort and trying to live. It’s really not easy to find what we like to do.

I feel that my heart is more peaceful now than before, because I have learned to accommodate others and help them solve some troubles. Although the troubles are not really solved, at least they feel at ease.

In this world, what everyone wants is nothing more than peace of mind. As long as the heart is at peace, then there is no choice. Do what you want to do, and give up what you don't want to do. "

Wang Dong was silent for a moment, then nodded and said: "The master is right! I really like staying with the young master, and I don't want to go back to the Hou master.

It's not because I'm afraid of death, but because I feel that by the young master's side, there is a kind of vitality!He can always bring a lot of strength to the people around him, so that I can live with a smile.

The Young Master is different from the Hou Ye. The Hou Ye is kind to us. He is a hero, so I admire him from the bottom of my heart and am willing to do anything for him, but the Young Master has a natural appeal.

It’s as if involuntary people will work for him. He treats us well and gives us more money to take care of our family. Of course, these are all things outside of us. The most important point is that he gave us what we all want. "

Zhitong glanced at him and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

"Dignity!" Wang Dong responded, and then changed the topic: "The young master gave me dignity, making me feel that I can actually live for myself, and this is the reason why I am willing to protect him."

Zhitong was silent, and after a while, he nodded and said, "Dignity? I haven't thought of this word for a long time. It's really rare for you to be able to understand it."

"Master, I will be the young master's personal soldier in the future, and the rest of us think the same way, so we can't go back to serve Lord Hou, so you should tell him too."

Wang Dong saluted, Zhitong sighed: "I know! So there are people in the world who are more attractive than Lord Hou!"

"If the young master is not attractive, how can he attract so many women?" Wang Dong smiled.

Zhitong responded softly: "Come here today!"

Wang Dong turned and left without looking back.

Zhitong looked at his back, and his eyes fell on the roof of the temple in the distance. The white snow and the blue tiles set off each other, forming a kind of contrast.

Such a comparison, in fact, has not changed in essence, but on the cloudy side, the blue tiles are covered by white snow, and what is displayed is not the original appearance.

On the side facing the sun, the sun covers it, but it only brings warmth, and does not cover up the true colors of the blue tiles.

So this is the contrast between sunshine and white snow, and also the contrast between yin and yang.

As Zhitong once said, everyone in the world is suppressing their truest thoughts, hiding under the white snow, covering the original blue tiles.

Everyone in the world is like this, and he can't avoid it. The name of the master is also a kind of cover.

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