Su Zhen looked at Yuzhu dumbfounded, as if she was possessed by a demon, and kept chanting: 'My sin is sinful, I never meant it, Master, don't blame me! Master, don't blame me!'
She really couldn't bear to hear Yuzhu turn into a talkative person, so she picked up a pair of chopsticks and picked up a small plain bun and stuffed it into Yuzhu's mouth, "Okay, okay! Stop talking about it! You will only regret it after you eat it! In short, your master
Not here either, and this isn’t a big fish or meat, you won’t die after just two bites!”
Yuzhu's mouth was suddenly blocked by a bag, and her already round face became even more bulging. Her pupils suddenly dilated, and she stared at Su Zhen blankly.
Leeks... eggs... Oops! It's against the law!
After reacting, he spit out the bun, took a few sips of the sweet soup in front of him, "Wow! It's so hot!"
Su Zhen raised her head, how could the disciple brought by Master Qingmiao be so stupid...
"Deceiving oneself and others is tantamount to hiding one's ears and stealing the bell. Mr. Su... Benefactor Su... it's wrong for you to say so!"
"Oh, you monks spend the whole day eating fasting and chanting Buddha's name. The clear soup is tasteless, how boring! Your master left you to me, maybe because he wanted me to help you, a arrogant little monk, return to secular life. Otherwise, don't go back to the temple.
, in a few years, if you like a young lady in Kyoto, you can come and tell me, and I will invite the best matchmaker to come and propose marriage for you."
"You! You are shameless! The young monk is a monk! How can he return to secular life and marry a woman!"
Su Zhen picked up a vegetarian bun again, "It's true that the buns are delicious, and it's true that they are tasteless. Eat it quickly, the sweet soup is getting cold, and this sauce-flavored pancake will be unpalatable when it's cold."
"Yes, yes, little master, if you don't like the vegetarian buns, don't eat them. But don't be angry with Mr. Su. He just has a bad mouth and has no other intentions. Mr. Su is a frequent visitor here.
, I’ll give this to you two... Ah! Another guest is here, please take advantage of it! If you have anything to do, just say hello."
After the boss brought another sweet soup and soybean-flavored pancakes, he hurriedly left with a smile.
Yuzhu bit her chopsticks and watched the boss leave with a smile, "Donor Su, I didn't mean to hurt you, but as a Buddhist disciple, you must not break the precepts. I was often punished by the elders of the Discipline Hall to carry water and be imprisoned.
Even though I’m in confinement, I’ve never violated this commandment!”
"Putting leeks and eggs in stuffing is considered a violation of the precepts? So what do you eat on weekdays?"
"Radish, bamboo shoots and cabbage, rice porridge with rice cakes, sweet bean curd soup, corn and sweet potato, three mushrooms and six ears, clear soup noodles, vegetarian stew... We also use shepherd's purse heads to pickle pickles with salt.
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Su Zhen's brows furrowed even more as she listened, "It's okay to eat it for a few days. If I eat it every day, there's no guarantee I won't want to kill myself."
"Amitabha! Donor Su, you..."
Su Zhen picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth, "Shh... eat! Don't say anything! Keep it here until I come back."
"Where are you going?"
Su Zhen blinked and didn't respond to him, and walked away.
The young monk Yuzhu was suddenly left behind by Su Zhen, sitting alone in front of the stall, tasting folk snacks alone.
Looking at the drawer of plain bags in front of him, thinking that Su Zhen also had good intentions, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty. His tone seemed a little heavier just now...
At this moment, two teenagers came over from the other end.
"Eh? Qingyang, isn't that your eldest brother Su Zhen? Do you want to go over?"
The first person to speak out was Shi Zhenfang, the concubine of Shi Huaichang who was serving as the Young Master. His black hair was tied up in a crown and he had passed the crowning ceremony. His hair was short and slightly curled at the temples, and his long and narrow eyes were full of bohemianism.
meaning.
He has a white undershirt, a gray-blue skirt, and a black embroidered crane cloak with large sleeves. The yin and yang Tai Chi diagrams are embroidered on both ends of the collar. The shoulders, sleeves, and lower skirt are outlined with silver threads to outline mist and flowing clouds.
Mountain pine needle pattern, embroidery texture with distinct layers, a black and gold intertwined palace ribbon tied around the waist, and white cloth boots on her feet.
The young man beside him is Su Huan, the second son of the Taifu Mansion, named Qingyang, who is only thirteen years old.
He has a thin body, clear eyebrows, and a faint scent of blue musk on his body. His face is still childish, with sword-shaped eyebrows on his temples, lips as bright as cherry, and a pair of big eyes full of cowardice.
The hair is all rolled up and fixed with a navy blue hairband two fingers wide and two feet long. The front end is decorated with jade, and the tail end of the hairband is connected to the tassels with bird-shaped gold pieces and jade beads. A bunch of lotus blue moiré robe, blue bodhi tree
The leaf jade pendant is tied on a black belt, with dark green silver tassels hanging from the bottom.
The light of the red lantern shone on Su Huan's face. He shook his head and said, "No need...it's better not to disturb big brother."
Shi Zhenfang folded his hands on his chest and looked forward, "The person he left behind seems to be a young monk? Could it be that he is the rumored young disciple of Master Qingmiao? Let's go and have a look!"
"Brother Shi! That's not right! I have prepared the ancient books you want, Brother Shi, at my house. We still..."
"What a fuss!"
Shi Zhenfang ignored Su Huan's dissuasion and walked directly to Yuzhu, who was drinking sweet wine soup alone.
Yuzhu stirred the glutinous rice and diluted rice in the bowl with a wooden spoon, thinking that Su Zhen had abandoned him just like his master, and a deep feeling of loneliness came to his heart.
He turned Yu Qinyuan upside down just to lure Su Zhen back so as not to completely forget him.
In the huge city of Kyoto, apart from Su Zhen, the only people he knew were Xiao Chuhong and Gu Yunshu...
"Little Master? Why are you sitting here alone?"
When Yuzhu heard the voice, he raised his eyes and looked at the young man in black who was sitting on the right side of the table. He put down his chopsticks, stood up and saluted with one hand, "Amitabha! Who is the donor? Do you have any advice?"
"Young master, I am Shi Zhenfang. My father is Shi Huaichang, the third-ranking young master of the dynasty. There is a restaurant nearby, and the vegetarian food in it is extremely famous. It would be a regret in life not to try it! If you don't mind, I would like to take you with you.
Have a good meal, little master."
"Little monk Yuzhu, thank you for your kindness, but the little monk is already full."
Shi Zhenfang glanced at the leftovers on the table, disgust flashed in his eyes, "What's so delicious about these whole grains?"
As he said this, he was thinking about how to bring Yuzhu back to his home. Naturally, he looked down upon the little bald donkey, but the Yunshuang Temple behind him was the Huguo Temple, and his master was well versed in Buddhist Dharma and Buddhism.
The ethereal master of magic.
As long as Yuzhu can be deceived properly, wouldn't it be just around the corner to achieve great power and wealth?
Seeing Shi Zhenfang raising his hand to pull his arm, a dark light flashed in Yuzhu's eyes, but he followed Buddhist etiquette and could not attack others arbitrarily.
If Su Zhen could hear what Yu Zhu was thinking at this moment, she would definitely want to beat him up.
"Brother Shi, you walked so fast, I can't even catch up with you." Su Huan, who came in a hurry, held Shi Zhenfang's right arm out of breath, and stopped his reckless move in time. After smoothing his breath, he faced Yu
Zhu said, "Little Master Yuzhu, I'm sorry, it was us who collided."
Yuzhu turned his eyes and looked at Su Huan, and said, "The young monk remembers the benefactor. The benefactor is... the young master of Taifu Su's house? Donor Su's younger brother?" This chapter has been completed!