It is not easy for Han Du to owe debts in this world, and there are even fewer people who dare to come to ask for repayment after they owe money. Ever since the incident with Yao Yue, Anqing has been particularly sensitive to Han Du's debts.
.I’m afraid that I owe another romantic debt and someone will come to my door.
But then he thought about it, and Anqing felt something was wrong! The one he found was a monk, and it would not be related to the romantic debt.
Feeling relieved instantly, An Qing smiled and asked curiously: "What's going on? How come you are being chased for debt by the monk? Is it because you didn't send the money for the sesame oil?"
Han Du smiled and shook his head, sighing: "It was Monk Zong Lai from Tianjie Temple who came to see me. I couldn't explain it to you at the moment. If you are interested, you can go and have a look with me the day after tomorrow."
It just so happens that you have been spending time with me in the yard these days. You must be tired now, so you can take this opportunity to relax."
"I'm fine," An Qing shook his head and said affectionately: "As long as I can stay with my husband, even if I stay in the same room until eternity, I won't feel bored. However, since my husband is going to Tianjie Temple, then I
I want to go too."
Han Du smiled, reached out and scratched her face, and said, "Okay, okay, let's go together."
When the time came the morning after tomorrow, An Qing got up early and started dressing up before Han Du could get up.
Anyway, as long as Han Du has nothing to do, he will sleep until three o'clock in the morning before getting up. An Qing has long been used to it.
Han Du also remembered that he was going to Tianjie Temple today. After being awakened by Anqing's movements, he squinted slightly for a while and then turned over.
He walked behind An Qing, stretched out his hand to support her shoulders, and looked at An Qing in the huge dressing mirror. At the age of twenty-five or six, every move he made was filled with endless amorous feelings.
As he watched, Han Du's eyes began to look crazy, and his hands began to become dishonest.
"Pa!" An Qing slapped his chest, held Han Du's hand down, and suddenly turned back to look at him with wide eyes.
Said: "I have to go to Tianjie Temple today, have you forgotten?"
Seeing that An Qing was unwilling, Han Du took back his palm with a flattering smile and said, "I didn't forget, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten up so early."
An Qing had obviously been looking forward to going out for fun today for a long time. Although she was not the kind of person who liked liveliness very much, she had long been eager to go out after being cooped up with Han Du for so long.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have gotten up early to dress up.
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An Qing saw that Han Du was still wearing a single suit and quickly pushed him over. While taking the clothes, he said, "It's getting cold. Put on your clothes quickly so we can go out."
While being pushed away, Han Du teased An Qing: "I think it's true that you want to go out in a hurry, right?"
An Qing is not the temperament of a girl from a small family. She was born in a noble family and has always been a proud swan. She raised her neck and looked at Han Du sideways, "Whatever you say, besides, I will be with you at home.
It’s been a long time, shouldn’t it be time to go out and have fun?”
"It should, it should." Han Du quickly nodded and bent down deliberately, making An Qing dumbfounded.
An Qing helped Han Du put on his clothes quickly. Seeing Han Du putting on his clothes skillfully, An Qing asked with admiration: "If someone else became a marquis, he would wish he had eight maids to serve him. He would hold out his clothes when he came.
How good is it that you can open your mouth after eating? But you insist on doing it yourself, and even Hongyi won't let her interfere."
Han Du smiled while putting it on: "Because I know that people must rely on themselves. No matter how high a position you reach, you can't lose the most basic skills. Because this is the capital for us to live and work."
"Where did you learn these fallacies? Don't they often say that many friends lead to many paths? Why do you have to do it yourself?" An Qing was dumbfounded.
After Han Du sorted it out, he turned back and smiled at An Qing and said, "Where did I learn this? I learned it from my father."
"Father?" An Qing's eyes widened and he couldn't believe her ears. In his impression, the father was full of majesty. How could Han Du have so many fallacies?
Han Du nodded and said with a smile: "Of course, you see, my father was born in commoners, right? But even when my father founded the Ming Dynasty and ascended the throne, he still farmed in the imperial garden and was self-sufficient. Some ordinary people see
They would only laugh secretly, but how could they know that what my father is growing is not rice and tea at all, but what he is growing is the ability to make a living."
The more An Qing listened, the more confused she became. She clearly felt that there was something wrong with Han Du's words, but she just couldn't figure it out. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Han Du's words made sense.
In the past, Anqing did not understand why his father, who was the lord of the world, still worked in the fields. Could it be that his father lacked the grain and tea harvested every year? How is this possible!
Although she still didn't understand Han Du's words, it was the best explanation of this matter that she had ever heard.
An Qing, who was convinced by Han Du, was still a little dissatisfied and asked: "In your opinion, is it wrong for people to make friends?"
Han Du smiled and said: "It's not wrong, but if making friends widely is completely right, then there will be no such idiom as making careless friends. If you make friends blindly without distinction, it will just be...
Asking for trouble. Of course, these are the troubles of ordinary people. If you can make friends to the extreme, it can be regarded as a shortcut to success. Someone has said that if you want to succeed, there is the simplest way, and that is to make friends.
Make many friends and make few enemies. The more friends you have and the fewer enemies you have, the more successful you will be."
An Qing was shocked after hearing this. The more she lowered her head and savored these words, the more endless aftertaste she felt. But after a while, she sighed and said: "It's easy to say, but hard to do. You can change everyone."
What kind of delicate heart does it take to become one's own friend? Such a person's control over people's hearts has probably reached its peak."
Han Du smiled and said nothing. Just as An Qing said, if you want to be able to be friends with anyone, this requires a very high understanding of human nature. In the face of controlling people's hearts, any sophistication is scum.
Seeing that Han Du was still about to speak, An Qing quickly interrupted with a wave of his hand: "You'd better stop talking. Talking to you is getting more and more troublesome. We are planning to go out for fun today, so don't do it so early in the morning.
I'll add to the trouble."
Han Du glanced at An Qing helplessly. She originally wanted to come and let An Qing know more about her. In the future, even if she was not around, she would have enough means to deal with everything. But seeing An Qing's repulsive look, Han Du was not good at it.
Moreover. .??.
Since Anqing had entrusted her safety for the rest of her life to him, she might as well let herself take care of these things.
"Okay, let's go to Tianjie Temple after dinner."
The two of them walked out of the courtyard together and saw Uncle Wu waiting aside.
"Master Marquis, Your Highness the Princess, breakfast is ready." Uncle Wu smiled and bowed and said: "In addition, Tianjie Temple is still more than ten miles away from our home. We have specially prepared a carriage. Master Marquis
Your Highness can go there by carriage."
Han Du nodded and said with a smile, "Thank you, Uncle Wu."
"I don't dare, I don't dare, Lord Marquis is too polite." Uncle Wu smiled and stretched out his hand to ask Han Du and An
Princess Qing walked in front.
After Han Du and An Qing had breakfast, the carriage was ready. Han Du helped An Qing wait for the light brown carriage and jumped on it himself.
The driver lifted the reins, and the horse raised its hooves and headed towards Tianjie Temple step by step.
Although Tianjie Temple is one of the three major temples in the capital, it has been vaguely regarded as the number one temple in the world over the years because of the presence of Monk Zong Lai. After all, Monk Zong Lai is the monk Lu Siyoushanshi who was personally conferred by Lao Zhu.
, the monks and nuns in charge of the world, even the abbots of the other two temples, need to obey Zong Li's orders.
Before reaching the gate of Tianjie Temple, Han Du saw a huge crowd of people on the street, with vendors setting up stalls on both sides.
Since the street was completely occupied by people coming one after another, Han Du had no choice but to stop the carriage. He helped An Qing get out of the carriage and prepared to follow the crowd.
An Qing thought he had arrived, but when he opened the car curtain, he saw that he was still some distance away from the mountain gate, and asked, "Why did you get off the car here?"
Han Du smiled and stretched out his hand and said: "Letting the carriage pass is not as fast as walking by ourselves, and we can also take a look while walking."
Seeing such a lively scene, Anqing couldn't help but narrowed his eyes happily and sighed: "There are so many people!"
Han Du held her hand and said as he walked: "The more peaceful the world is, the more prosperous the incense in Buddhist temples will be. I don't know what's wrong with these people. The money they have earned so hard is actually willing to get these things for free."
Monk."
An Qing was startled when he heard this, turned his head and looked at Han Du seriously, and asked: "Husband, do you dislike the monk?"
"Is there any? There shouldn't be, right?" Han Du smiled and turned his head.
An Qing didn't say any more and focused on the tourists around him and the stalls on both sides.
In fact, in the pre-Song Dynasty, food had already fully blossomed. By the Ming Dynasty, although the war at the end of the Yuan Dynasty had just passed thirty years ago, these thirty years were the most stable thirty years in the world. Moreover, the taxes set by Lao Zhu were also
Extremely low. Although Lao Zhu imitated the Tang Dynasty in everything, his taxes were only one-sixth of those in the Tang Dynasty.
In addition, Lao Zhuhui often exempted or exempted the taxes of the people in one or several places due to various natural disasters, which led to the accumulation of wealth among the people at a very fast rate. In addition, every year the Ming Dynasty would transport a large amount of grain, potatoes and corn back from Nanyang.
Planting, it has been several years since the Ming Dynasty and no one has heard of any food shortages.