"You are a habitual criminal who changed his life." Foyin stared at Chen Ke closely and said in a low voice.
Chen Ke was shocked. This monk actually had some good deeds. He was not just a thief who cheated people out of food and drinks! Let’s not go into detail, let’s just say that Su Baniang would have died eight years ago if she hadn’t intervened.
With Di Qing, the kings and ministers of Dali all changed their destiny because of their intervention.
"It's a pity that you can't change your own life..." Foyin changed his voice and said quietly: "Healing others does not heal yourself."
"How is his life going to be?" the younger sister asked anxiously.
"I've already finished my money and goods." Foyin smiled but said nothing.
"One more box," the little girl said.
"The belly capacity is limited." Foyin shook his head and said.
"I'll give you money." Chen Chen said.
"I hate Ah Duwu the most in my life." Foyin still shook his head. While everyone was still waiting to ask questions, he turned around, sang a poem, and left madly:
"The courtiers are waiting for the coldest night, and the armored generals are crossing the pass at night. The eminent monks in the mountain temple have not yet risen, so fame and fortune are not as good as leisure!"
"What a fat monk who has seen through the world..." Looking at his figure floating away, Su Shi was a little crazy, and murmured: "What a 'fame and wealth are not as good as leisure'..."
"It's a pity that fame and fortune can't be forgotten." Chen Ke smiled and called him back to his senses, saying: "Don't listen to his nonsense. I think this monk's motives are not pure."
"Oh, how do you say it?" Everyone was surprised. Only the younger sister and Wang Fu seemed to understand.
"He didn't finish what he said. He clearly wanted me to find him another day." Chen Ke said with a smile: "How can there be so many peerless masters in this world? Most of them are just pretending to deceive the world." He paused and said: "
Believe it or not, as long as I have patience, I will definitely run into him again."
As soon as Chen Ke said this, the strange atmosphere caused by the Buddhist monk being talked about by the gods disappeared.
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After eating roasted pork, everyone wandered around Xiangguo Temple, bought some books, antiques, and candied snacks, and hurried to Su's house in anticipation of Su Xun's return soon.
"What on earth is the old man busy with all day?" Su Shi asked Chen Ke in a low voice.
"Ou, Fu, Han." Chen Ke said with a wry smile. He had a strong sense of seeing the old man petitioning.
"Alas..." Su Shi couldn't comment anymore. When he saw the door of the house, he asked Chen Ke if he could go in and sit down.
Chen Ke shook his head and said, "I'm not going. I still have something to do." He made an appointment with his little sister and took her to the night market alone another day, and then returned home with Erlang.
Returning to his courtyard, the Japanese girls changed his clothes and took him to the bathroom to take a shower. After coming out, Du Qingshuang knelt down on the mat and had already made some fragrant tea.
Chen Ke did not sit on the futon, but lay directly on the ground, his head resting on Du Qingshuang's silky thighs.
Du Qingshuang slowly combed his hair and hummed a little tune:
"The bun is loosely tied and lightly made up of plum blossoms. The green mist is light and green, and the flying catkins are unsteady.
When we see each other, we feel like we have not seen each other, and being passionate is not like being ruthless. When we wake up after the singing and singing, the moon is bright and people are quiet late at night."
"Sima Junshi's work?" Chen Ke asked, taking a sip of tea.
"Yes." Du Qingshuang nodded and said, "I heard that Mr. Sima is an old-fashioned master. His small orders are very graceful and spiritual."
"Seeing each other is like fighting but not seeing each other, being passionate is like being ruthless..." Chen Ke sighed softly, turned around and hugged her slender waist, and murmured: "Being passionate is like being ruthless... Qingshuang, do you blame me?"
"What are you thinking, officials?" Du Qingshuang smiled and said, "It's just a song, there's no insinuation."
"That means I have a guilty conscience." Chen Ke looked up at her white neck and said, "You haven't been flashing in the past two days, have you?"
"When an official goes out, he doesn't see anyone for several months." Because he didn't go out, Du Qingshuang tied several pigtails for Chen Ke, then gathered them together on the top of his head and tied them with a silk ribbon. He put on the jade hairpin and said, "I'm here just like this."
Already."
"That's different," Chen Ke said softly: "I go out to accompany my little sister, but you know it's not your taste."
"Nonsense." Du Qingshuang's eyes were filled with heat, but she smiled as if nothing had happened: "I am a concubine, how can I be jealous of my future grandma? When an official has time, he should care about the Liu family's grandma."
"The lioness is easy to talk to, she has a big heart, and she feels like she owes her little sister, so she told me not to go to her these days," Chen Ke said with a smile: "On the other hand, Xiao Shuang'er, you are always aggrieved and call me
No wonder I can’t bear it.”
"Officials have such a heart," Du Qingshuang's heart felt as if it had been soaked in warm water. She boldly leaned down, kissed Chen Ke's forehead, and said quietly: "Qingshuang is worth dying for you."
"That's nonsense, you have to live a good life," Chen Ke took a deep sniff of her body fragrance and said, "We will be happy until we grow old."
"Yes." Du Qingshuang nodded happily. In fact, she didn't want much. As long as Chen Ke cared about her and could occasionally say a few personal words to her, she would be satisfied.
"By the way," the two of them shared a moment of tenderness, and Chen Ke remembered something and said, "Zhou Dingkun said that the theater has been renovated, and Xiao Du and the others want you to give it a name." This was what Chen Ke had promised her a long time ago.
Build a big theater for her song and dance troupe. In the future, whether the princes, nobles, or wealthy businessmen in Beijing want to watch a play, they can buy tickets and come to the theater to watch it. If they don't go to your house to perform, they will get used to it!
Du Qingshuang is very concerned about this. Having her own stage means that she can decide what to perform, her income is more guaranteed, and the status of kabuki dancers can also be improved. When Chen Ke was away from the capital for half a year, she often went to visit the theater.
The design and decoration are all filled with her hard work.
"Should the officials come and get it?" Du Qingshuang shook her head and said, "I can't get up well."
"If I had to name it, it would be just one," Chen Ke said with a smile: "Du Qingshuang Opera House."
"The officials are not serious again." Du Qingshuang covered her mouth and said with a smile.
"This is not serious." Chen Ke said: "Look on the street, Mrs. Feng's cheese shop, Cao's Dushengyuan, Shanshui's Li's throat medicine, etc., don't they all use their own names as signboards?"
"Qingshuang can't afford it." Du Qingshuang was extremely happy, shaking her head and saying: "It would be better to call it Chen Zhuangyuan Opera House."
"Nothing like that, I can't sing." Chen Ke sat up and said: "You are a famous singer, you are fully worthy of it." He rubbed his hands and said: "That's it, I wonder if my husband has any
It’s an honor, how about an inscription for my wife?”
"No more..." Du Qingshuang's face was flushed. She was clearly moved, but she still shook her head and said, "Let others laugh..."
"Why, you think my calligraphy is ugly?" Chen Ke laughed and said, "That's easy, drunkard. Cai Junmo belongs to Su Zizhan. Even if it's Bai Fei from the official family, I can get it for you."
"Of course, I only want the name of the official, and no one wants the name of anyone else." Du Qingshuang said softly: "It's just the name that needs further consideration."
"There's nothing to consider, that's it!" Chen Ke moved on to the next topic decisively: "This 'Du Qingshuang Song and Dance Theater' not only performs our own songs and dances from the Song Dynasty, but also performs songs and dances from Arabia, India, Korea, and Japan.
I will bring you all the songs and dances from all over the world. As long as they catch the eye of Director Du, we will perform them on the stage to open the eyes of the people of Bianjing."
"..." Du Qingshuang was indeed taken away by him, leisurely and fascinated: "In that case, this life will be truly worthwhile."
While the two were talking, the Japanese girl Arou came in and reported: "Master, the young prince is here."
"Invite him to the study." Chen Ke nodded, stood up, touched Du Qingshuang's little face and said, "I'll be right back."
"Officials are serious about business." Du Qingshuang is as tender as water.
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"Did you go well today?" Chen Ke saw that Zhao Zongji's face smelled of alcohol and asked someone to serve him a pot of strong tea.
Zhao Zongji shook his swollen head and said: "I didn't do anything today. I was dragged into drinking by those military commanders, and I got drunk like this." Then he took out a pile of bills from his sleeve and said: "And this.
.”
Chen Ke picked it up and saw that it was a Dali bond issued by the Bianjing Money Co., with a face value of one hundred thousand yuan... Now this thing is worth much more than cash. "It's really a hemorrhage."
"We will set down camp tomorrow," Zhao Zongji raised his head and drank a bowl of tea, wiping his mouth and said, "How do you want to do it?"
"Keep the money first." Chen Ke said: "As I said, wait and see what happens. Watch silently first, don't act in a hurry." He paused and said, "By the way, is it true that I saw Sima Jun today?" Chen Ke asked Zhao Zongji
Xiang Fu Xianggong asked Sima Guang to be his deputy. At this time, Sima Guang was in his most desolate period. The defeat of Qu Yehe and Pang Ji's melancholy death all put a heavy burden on him.
For many years, he has been idle by the court. Many people thought that his life was over.
Therefore, as soon as Zhao Zongji asked for it, he would arrive.
"Yes." Zhao Zongji said: "He was waiting in front of the Yamen on time..." After a pause, he said: "Is it just him? From the beginning to the end today, he didn't smile or say a word. He didn't even offer him a drink.
He seems to be irrational when drinking." The implication is that he looks like your father-in-law...
"Sima Guang is unreasonable?" Chen Ke laughed loudly and said, "This is really the biggest misunderstanding in the world."
"Oh..." Zhao Zongji asked: "Then what kind of person is he?"
"Smart person," Chen Ke thought for a moment and gave a definition: "The most intelligent person in the Song Dynasty, the crystallization of Chinese wisdom."
"Such a high evaluation?" Zhao Zongji widened his eyes and said, "What is his strength?"
"Wisdom." Chen Ke said: "His wisdom can easily clear away the smog for us and avoid all calculations."
"So powerful?" Zhao Zongji said excitedly.
"Yes." Chen Ke nodded and said: "Whether you can get his support is the key to the success or failure of your great cause." He frowned slightly and said: "Forget it, I'll go together tomorrow, not for disarmament, just for Sima Jun.
