[Kind? Kind to what? I admit I'm quite kind. I always greet dogs when they pass by me. Even Meng Jiuan was so stupid, I tried to pull him ashore.]
If I'm not kind, who will be? Oh my goodness! As expected of the abbot of Huguo Temple, he's truly accurate!
[When my father goes to burn incense later, I will go and ask the abbot when I will become rich and powerful, and when I will be blessed with great wealth.]
......
Qin Songmo held his little daughter's head in his arms and then chanted a Buddhist name to the abbot.
Li Shengyi, "??? Dad? What are you doing?"
Qin Songmo's eyes twitched violently, and the father and daughter let the abbot lead the way.
"I heard that Qingluan Pavilion has released several new sets of headwear. When I get back later, I'll ask Qingfeng to send them to Shuiyunju for you to take a look."
"If you like it, keep it. If you don't like it, send it back."
Qin Songmo is tall and has long legs, and he takes big steps.
Li Shengyi was held by his head and was forced to speed up his pace, taking small steps along the way.
Hearing Qin Songmo's voice ringing in her ears, she paused and immediately raised her head, her eyes shining, "Really?!"
"Oh, I'm so sorry. I can't even use up all the jewelry in my yard."
"Buddha, I love you! I've barely stepped foot inside, and you've already heard my little girl's wish. You truly have a spirit in heaven!"
Qin Songmo, who truly possessed the so-called 'spiritual power in heaven', took a deep breath and said, "Seriously, you can pick any jewelry or jade you want."
"It was your father who gave you these things. Do you remember that?"
It’s better to ask him than to ask Buddha. Does his daughter understand?
Li Shengyi didn't understand why he specifically said this.
The little head nodded like pounding garlic, and she agreed obediently in a childish voice, "Remember, Daddy, you are the best daddy in the world, Shengyi loves you the most!"
Oh.
He was just saying that he loved Buddha.
Qin Songmo bent his finger and flicked her forehead lightly. Then he quickly withdrew his hand and said in a deep voice, "Just remember it."
After saying this, he shook his wide sleeves, loosened the arm that was holding his little daughter's head, and followed the abbot's footsteps.
Li Shengyi and Lu Xing, the master and servant, were left standing there, looking at each other.
Qin Songmo would come to Huguo Temple at the beginning of every month to burn incense and worship Buddha.
Most importantly, he set up a perpetual lamp here.
At this time every year, he would stand in front of the eternal lamp for a long time, and no one knew what he was saying to the eternal lamp.
As soon as Li Shengyi let go of Qin Songmo, he saw a young monk walking towards him.
"Sir, please come this way."
Li Shengyi looked at the young monk in front of him, who was not much taller than him, and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "How did the young master know my name?"
The little monk's ears turned red when he heard this.
He stopped, turned around, clasped his hands together, and chanted a Buddhist mantra. "Amitabha, please forgive my rudeness just now. Donor, a distinguished guest wants to see you."
When Li Shengyi heard that a distinguished guest had invited him, he immediately acted unconventionally.
She trotted behind Mingyue, then poked her little head out and shook her head at the little monk who had a head full of question marks.
"No, they invited me without even telling me my name. I just look young, not stupid. I don't want to jump into the trap."
The young monk didn't expect that Li Shengyi, a child younger than himself, could be so meticulous.
Thinking of what the distinguished guest had said, he showed a bit of anxiety on his face, "The other party is really a distinguished guest, and he will never harm you, the donor of such kindness..."
"I don't believe it unless you swear on the Buddha statue."
Li Shengyi's words instantly made the little monk stop what he was saying.
Monks do not tell lies.
He had just broken his vows. If Master knew...
When the young monk thought that he had broken the precepts and that his master would definitely punish him by making him copy scriptures, tears suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Li Shengyi noticed that his eyes always turned red, and he said "Hey", "You are the one who brought me to strangers for no reason. Why are you crying?"
"How about this, if you tell me who that person is in my ear, it won't count as lying, and you haven't broken the rules."
The tears that had been welling up in the little monk's eyes stopped.
He blinked, raised his hand and wiped the tears from his face with his monk's robe, sobbing and asked her, "Really?"
Li Shengyi nodded, "But there is one thing you said. It has nothing to do with whether I agree to go with you or not."
"Whether I go with you or not depends on my personal attitude. If you dare to drag me away, it will be considered as you breaking the rules!"
The young novice monk was only six or seven years old, and the farthest place he had been to was the capital city, where he preached with his master.
What Li Shengyi said now was completely beyond his acceptance. He couldn't think of how to refute it, so he could only nod with a red face.
"Monks don't tell lies; this is natural."
"Actually, to meet the kind donor is..."
"I've long heard that the child that Prime Minister Qin just brought back to the Prime Minister's residence is very smart and clever. But hearing about him is always better than seeing him in person. Now that I see him, it's true."
A clear male voice interrupted the little monk.
When Li Shengyi looked up in the direction of the voice, he saw a man in white clothes with green bamboo embroidered on the hem slowly walking towards him.
Seeing that the other party was still fanning himself in late autumn, Li Shengyi's eyes twitched for a moment.
"It's so cold, and you're still fanning yourself? You're just putting on a green onion in a pig's nose—are you pretending to be an elephant?"
As a martial artist, Mingyue has pretty good hearing.
Hearing the young lady hiding behind him complaining about the second prince, he blinked and gritted his teeth to hide the smile on the corner of his lips.
He clasped his hands together and bowed to the newcomer, "I pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Second Prince. May Your Highness live long and well."
Chu Huaiyu stopped fanning himself.
There was a snap, and he closed his folding fan and lifted Mingyue's clasped arms. "I heard you were a guard trained by Prime Minister Qin. You look... you have really sharp teeth."
He used a folding fan to fiddle with the corners of Mingyue's mouth.
Seeing Mingyue's nice teeth, Chu Huaiyu smiled.
The words he said seemed to be praising Ming Yue for his good teeth, but in fact he was implying that Ming Yue was a good dog trained by Qin Songmo.
As a subordinate, Mingyue had no power and dared not and could not resist him.
I could only clench my fists again and bow my head in gratitude, "Thank you for the compliment, Second Prince."
Chu Huaiyu was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and then he chuckled softly, and gradually his laughter became louder and louder...
Seeing this, the villain in Li Shengyi silently rolled his eyes.
She released her little hand that was holding onto the corner of Ming Yue's clothes, came to Chu Huaiyu, and reached out to pull the corner of his clothes.
"Uncle, stop laughing. Laughing too loudly when you're old is not good for your health."
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