"How do you say that?" Cheng Jiaoniang looked up at him and asked.
The prince of Jin'an County smiled slightly, holding his chin with his hand and looking at the girl who raised her head slightly in the courtyard.
"At that time, this man was seriously ill and was about to die. He had only these brothers around him. The station refused to accept them and drove them away. He was in a deserted place with no way out. The seven-foot-tall man had no choice but to sadly ask his destiny. How can I help relieve his crisis at this time?
"He said slowly.
This sounds familiar...
The maid was stunned.
What do you mean? Banqin felt confused, but immediately lowered his head and carefully packed the bedding and mats.
"Look, you are very mean when you speak." Prince Jin'an smiled and changed his hand to hold his chin, "You are even meaner when you speak to me."
The maid suddenly understood
Under the morning light in the valley, the young man stretched out his arms and smiled.
"Madam, you saved me too, do you feel great about it too?"
"Rescuing you that time was not that satisfying. Saving you the second time is the most satisfying thing."
The girl said numbly in the morning light, raising her hood.
"However, your meanness is a good thing for me, because you are saving my life." Prince Jin'an smiled slightly and put down his hand.
Yeah?
Banqin stopped, feeling a little stunned and a little surprised.
Madam, it turned out that I saved this young man’s life.
The maid here chuckled.
"Sister?" Banqin asked.
"If Mr. Rokuro were here, he would be deeply touched." The maid laughed softly.
The one called Bang Chui?
Banqin was even more curious.
"It's not a glorious thing to have money. Why are you so confident?"
"You don't have money, and you can't bully others."
The girl's expression was dull, and she even spoke coldly, making the man in front of her feel embarrassed and helpless.
"They don't have money, you, give them some money."
However, she finally said.
When she says a word, who can know what she means next.
The maid raised her head and looked out the window. The young man on the wall said something else and showed a bright smile.
"Who are those people?" Prince Jin'an asked again curiously.
But why does this kid have to ask everything?
Can't you find out by asking yourself?
Why are you pretending to be pure?
The maid murmured, ignored it, lowered her head, picked up the book, and left the house with Banqin.
The two girls walked through the corridor, and Cheng Jiaoniang looked up at the wall.
"It's my family," she said.
Prince Jin'an nodded.
"You have such a large family." He said, seeming a little envious, "It must be very lively."
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded.
"You haven't eaten yet?" she asked.
This was the first time she took the initiative to ask questions, and Prince Jin'an smiled even brighter.
"No, it's not easy for me to find opportunities to come out, so I haven't taken it into consideration yet," he said.
"Then please come to my place to eat." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Prince Jin'an smiled with his teeth exposed.
"Well, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for my wife," he said.
Thank God, he finally knew that it would be inconvenient for his wife!
The maid scoffed, placing the books heavily and pricking up her ears to listen.
Cheng Jiaoniang smiled slightly.
"No one and nothing can inconvenience me," she said.
The little woman has an indifferent expression and a hoarse and rough voice. Looking down from a high position, she looks small and thin.
But when I heard this sentence, it was full of momentum.
Just like that day she leaned close to her and lifted her hood.
"Rescuing you that time was not that satisfying. Saving you the second time is the most satisfying thing."
So confident, yet so indifferent.
Prince Jin'an smiled slightly.
"But, it's inconvenient for me." He said, a little apologetically, but then he thought of something, "Well, you can hand me the cooked food from here."
When the maid heard this, she put down her scroll and looked at Banqin beside her.
"Banqin, I'll take care of it, you go and serve the little ancestor," she said.
Banqin pursed her lips and smiled.
"Okay, thank you to Sister Banqin for the hard work." She said, and she got up and walked out.
In the wing of the restaurant, Qin Langjun waved his hand, and everyone in the room retreated, looking at Liu Lang who was sitting in front of him with his head bowed.
If it was before, whether he was angry or happy, this young man would have drank half the bottle of wine by now, but now he just sat with his head bowed, motionless, and his whole person was lifeless.
The book says that there is love but it seems to be heartless, so the real sadness and pain to the extreme are not crying and making a fuss, but silence.
Qin Langjun sighed.
"She is teasing you on purpose, and you believe it," he said.
"She doesn't know how!" Zhou Lang said in a muffled voice, "She is so cruel and heartless, and kills people without blinking an eye."
"I don't think so." Qin Langjun shook his head.
Saturday Lang looked up at him.
"She has compassion." Qin Langjun said with a slight smile.
"Does a person like her still have compassion?" Zhou Lang said through gritted teeth.
Qin Langjun nodded.
"Beholder is a wise man," he said, pouring himself a glass of wine. "Look at how she treated the seven brothers from Maoyuan Mountain."
Manager Cao has already said how he met the seven brothers from Maoyuan Mountain on the way and how he treated them.
"That woman has a treacherous mind. Who knows what she had in mind when she saved them," Zhou Lang said.
"No matter what her intentions were, she saved them, saved their lives, and gave them luck. And now, just because of Brother Jin, she is thanking them." Qin Langjun said, drinking.
Because of Brother Jin, thank them?
Saturday Lang frowned.
"Really, can't you see it? Although it sounds far-fetched, that's how she is. She will repay the slightest bit of help. Such a person is compassionate and sentimental." Qin Langjun said with a smile.
Saturday Lang looked strange.
Sentimental?
Are they talking about the same person now?
"But it doesn't matter whether other people understand it or not. She doesn't care either. In addition to the seven brothers from Maoyuan Mountain, there is also Banqin." Qin Langjun continued. This time, without waiting for Liu Lang to speak, he spoke first, "You must say that is
She deliberately showed kindness and intimidation, and she had arranged all of this a long time ago, just waiting for this day or something."
Saturday Lang snorted.
"So the world is really impermanent." Qin Langjun sighed with a smile, "The world you see is like this, and is it really like this? In the eyes of others, it will be another way, impermanent, impermanent, Minghai Minghai a few days ago
The Zen master lectured on the scriptures and said that there was a Zen master in Nanzhou who asked whether the wind was moving or the flags were moving. One person answered that it was not the wind that moved or the flags that moved. The heart of a benevolent person moved..." [Note 1]
"Okay, stop it." Zhou Lang raised his hand and said, reaching out and pressing his forehead, "Don't talk to me about these wheels, I have a headache."
As he spoke, he picked up the wine bowl in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.
Qin Langjun smiled and stopped talking. He also picked up the wine and drank slowly.
After walking out of the restaurant, Liu Lang's horse was brought to him by a waiter. Just then he galloped away, and the horse followed him.
Saturday Lang stretched out his hand and patted the horse twice and let out a breath.
"In the end, I still want you to explain it." He said, looking back at Qin Langjun and giving a wry smile, "Obviously you are the one who is most miserable."
"I'm not sad." Qin Langjun said with a smile, "How can I be sad when I see hope? It's too late to be happy."
Saturday Lang hummed.
"If it doesn't work in one year, if it doesn't work in two years, if it doesn't work in two years, then in three years, in four years, in five years, she will be moved." He said, tightening his grip on the reins.
Qin Langjun smiled and nodded.
"This is Zhou Hui." He said, "This time, your sister is really in trouble. Moreover, I think what happened to the cook is the same as what happened to my father."
Are a cook and a military attache the same?
Zhou Lang frowned and looked at him, thoughtfully.
“Taipingju!”
The two said at the same time.
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Note 1: Everyone is familiar with this story, the story of the Sixth Patriarch Huineng when he first entered Faxing Temple. (To be continued)
