After Mr. Cheng Er resigned from Bingzhou, he should have been promoted, but there has been no news from the official department. Although the trustees asked many questions, they were all reassured when they got the news. He must be promoted this time, but he did not see what the reason for suing was.
I have no idea, but recently there was finally confirmed news that he was the governor of Laiyang Prefecture.
Although they were both governors, Bingzhou was called Xiazhou, and Laiyang was called Zhongzhou. They were promoted from the lower rank of the fourth rank to the fourth rank. Laiyang was rich and the people were prosperous and peaceful.
But the bad news at the same time is that someone also took a fancy to this position.
"There is no one in our court who can speak." Mrs. Cheng Er said, "Isn't your teacher Zhang Chun at Taixue? Please recommend him."
Zhang Chun was not an official, but he was a great Confucian. He founded a school and had three thousand disciples, so he was very famous.
"Yes, I have this intention. I have already written a letter to the teacher and sent it. There will be news soon." Mr. Cheng Er said.
"The teacher's father happens to be here, and it's a holiday. You go and meet him." Mrs. Cheng Er said.
Master Cheng Er nodded.
"That's natural, but the old lady never accepts guests." He said, frowning, "It's really sad."
"Then go a few more times and you won't always disappear." Mrs. Cheng Er said.
"Okay, let's eat and eat." Mr. Cheng Er said, kneeling down and picking up the chopsticks.
Mrs. Cheng Er did not move.
"Why don't you eat?" Mr. Cheng Er asked.
Mrs. Cheng Er looked at the food on the table and sneered.
"If someone doesn't want me to eat it, why should I eat it?" she said.
What's wrong? Mr. Cheng Er was confused.
The troublesome fool has been sent away, but why does the family still seem to have no peace?
In the Xuanmiao Temple, the girl folded the washed clothes.
"Madam, my father-in-law didn't send any ingredients, what do you want to eat? I'll go to the city soon, and my husband-in-law said he wanted to eat Taiping steamed buns, so I made them and sent them to him, and then bought some vegetables and meat," she asked.
road.
Cheng Jiaoniang raised her head.
"You haven't been here these past few days?" she said. "It's a pity. The fruits, vegetables and meat he selected are pretty good."
A moment of silence.
"No one else will come to the door again?" she asked.
The girl knew that she was slow to think about things and had to wait, but she didn't expect this sentence to come, and she couldn't help being amused.
The lady almost never smiles, but sometimes she talks in a funny way. The most important thing is that she still doesn't smile, as if she is serious.
"I'm telling the truth." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
The girl covered her mouth and smiled.
"Yes, yes, this slave doesn't smile." She said, unable to close her mouth.
Cheng Jiaoniang didn't understand what was so funny, so she ignored it.
"My slave is stupid and can't choose the vegetables and meat well." The girl laughed and blamed herself.
"It's not stupid." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "It's just that my heart is not there."
"Madam, I don't dare to be lazy." The girl was startled and said hurriedly, "They are all chosen carefully."
"That's not it." Cheng Jiaoniang said, and when she said this, she sighed again.
The girl didn't know why, she looked at her worriedly and didn't dare to speak anymore.
The room was quiet for a moment.
My hands and feet can be regarded as moving freely, but when it comes to speaking, there is almost no improvement, and my tongue is stiff.
Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, don't talk too much, just say what you say.
"You don't want to eat, and you don't know how to eat, so you can't think of what to eat or what flavor to use. This is because you are absent-minded, but it doesn't mean that you don't care about me." Cheng Jiaoniang said, looking up at the girl.
The girl was relieved and her eyes turned red immediately.
"Madam, my servant Lu Dun, I still want you to be untied." She said, leaning down and kowtowing.
"That's true, if you are willing to listen to my explanation." Cheng Jiaoniang said, pursed her lips, "So, at this time, you are paying attention. If people are not careful and only listen to what they want to hear, it is so-called partial listening and partial belief."
The girl looked at her and nodded seriously.
"Thank you, Madam, for teaching me. This slave now understands what it means to be careful." She saluted again, stood up and knelt straight, "There are no carefully selected ingredients. Madam, please think carefully about what you want to eat, so I can cook it carefully."
Cheng Jiaoniang watched her purse her lips again, this time the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, obviously smiling.
"Everything is delicious if you put your heart into it," she said.
The girl stood up with a smile.
"Madam, just wait and see." She said, turned around and exited with a smile.
Guanzhu Sun had been sitting in the house for a long time, and the two disciples who were delivering food outside the door looked at each other.
"What happened to Master? When he came back from the mountain, he sighed deeply, as if he was worried about something." They whispered, "Is it possible that the money for repairs is not enough?"
The other apprentice nodded.
"Just decorating that room cost a lot more money than repairing the house." She said in a low voice.
"How can a fool use such a good thing?" I was surprised and almost shouted, "It seems that we can't change to new robes."
She said sadly.
No wonder Master didn't mention the clothes.
The door of the house opened at this time, and the viewer walked out, but stopped and stepped back.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" The two apprentices followed and asked simply.
"I'm thinking about something important related to our Taoist temple, but I don't know if it can be done." Monarch Sun said, frowning in confusion.
"What's going on? Tell me and let's think about it together." The disciples said, kneeling down in front of her and not caring about setting out the food.
Guanzhu Sun hesitated for a moment.
"I think we have a good chance to make a name for ourselves," she said.
It is a good thing that the Taoist temple is famous, and the two disciples are very happy.
"Master, what kind of opportunity is this?" they asked hurriedly.
Guanzhu Sun hesitated.
"Fat meal," she said.
The two apprentices looked at each other.
It is not uncommon for fast food to become famous. There is a ready-made example in Jiangzhou City, which is the Wanning Temple in the west of the city.
At first, a famous chef came to the temple who had seen through the world of mortals. After entering Buddhism, he devoted himself to practicing Buddhism. Whether he practiced Buddhism or not, his cooking skills soared. First, he was praised by monks in the temple, and then by pilgrims. He became famous day by day, and today he waits to eat one.
Pilgrims who want to have a fast meal have to wait in line, which shows its great reputation.
Eating vegetarian meals is free of charge, but not many people will eat vegetarian meals for free, so it is natural to add a few more to the merit box. The most important thing is that fame gathers popularity, and popularity increases the reputation. In this way, Wanning Temple has a great reputation and incense.
exuberant.
This kind of celebrity chef who sees through the world is hard to come by, and there are very few who have the opportunity like Wanning Temple.
"Our fast food?" The two apprentices smiled bitterly, "Master, we barely had a little extra oil and water today, who is willing to eat it?"
"Of course ours is not good." Guanzhu Sun said, looking out the door, "So, you have to learn."
study?
"With whom?" the apprentice asked.
"Miss Banqin." Sun Guanzhu said.
"Is Miss Banqin's cooking really that good?" the apprentices asked.
Guanzhu Sun smiled.
"Then you think that the old man really came here to rest after being tired from climbing?" she said, "because of the plate of fruits and bowl of vegetables that Miss Banqin brought."
The disciples were stunned.
"But Banqin and the others are about to move to the mountains, so they can't just go and serve other people's fruits and meals." Sun Guanzhu sighed.
"Then master, why bother? Ask Sister Banqin if she can teach us." One of the disciples said.
"Is this okay?" Sun Guanzhu hesitated. This was what she had been struggling with for half a day.
"Why not? Sister Banqin is a kind-hearted person. She will definitely agree." The apprentice said.
Banqin is a kind-hearted person, but the key is that she is not the one who calls the shots.
Guanzhu Sun was silent.
"I don't dare..." she murmured.
The disciples were very surprised.
"Master, why don't you dare? Sister Banqin is very easy to talk to. Whether you are good or not, what are you afraid of?" they asked in confusion.
"I'm afraid, if she becomes unhappy, Daxuanmiao Temple will change its name..." Guanzhu Sun murmured. (To be continued)
