Chapter 469: Family life (Part 1)

When Tianyou was taken out of Beijing by his grandfather and grandmother, he was only six or seven months old and was still a baby in cradle. Now he appeared in front of Cao Yong again and ran away all over the ground.

Whether it is "father" or "father", before he could call him, the title of "bad man" was to be borne.

Cao Yong couldn't help but laugh and cry. He squatted down, touched Tianyou's head, and said, "Tianyou!"

Tianyou was stunned by the touch. After a while, he raised his head and looked at Li, with a little confused face. Li had wiped his tears and said happily: "How do you teach you along the way? Call him father."

When Tianyou heard his grandmother say that, he called out reluctantly: "Father."

After all, it was a heart-to-heart connection. When Cao Yong heard it, he felt like the sound of nature. The little bit of big man in front of him was a continuation of his bloodline?

This is not his partiality, he forgot that the two Hang Seng and Tianhui at home were the same.

Instead, Tianhui is a daughter, which is used to cherish, not to look forward to it. Hengsheng's life experience is bumpy, and Cao Yong also cherishes and takes care of him more.

For Tianyou, he felt that his life continued.

In my heart, I naturally felt a desire to be successful. It was like a traditional Chinese father who said to my son, I will never be able to do this in my life, you must have a good future.

Thinking in his heart, Cao Yong reached out and wanted to pull his son over and hug him.

Tianyou got fast dodging, and twisted his little body, ran to Chu Yu like a loach, and said childishly: "Mother."

Cao Yong stood in the distance, his expression stiffened.

This kid is picky enough. The same parents met today. Are they still relatives or estranged?

Cao Shuoyuan was behind Cao Yin. Seeing that they had met, he stepped forward a few steps and bowed to Li and said, "My nephew, please pay me a blessing to my uncle!"

"Brother Shuo, is your mother okay? She is about to get married, which shows that she is old. Your mother has been waiting for this day for a long time." Li said with a smile on her face.

Cao Shuo was only sixteen, feeling a little embarrassed, and lowered his head and replied, "Mom is fine, I'm talking about uncle at home, and uncle for many days."

Li nodded and said, "I'm also talking about her, fortunately, we're going to be together again..."

After Cao Yin and Li finished washing up, they changed their clothes, and the wine and food at the post station were already on hand.

Cao Yong had already pulled Zhiran aside and asked him why he went north.

There was no reason, but Cao Yin went to Qingliang Temple and said goodbye to the host. He was just meeting Zhiran who had just returned from the temple. Cao Yin was thinking about his friendship with his son and was a little close to him, so he told him that he was about to go north.

Zhiran had traveled to Lianghuai with his master in his early years, but he had never been to the capital. He himself knew that if he inherited the position of the abbot, it would be difficult for him to leave Jiangning in the future.

After a lifetime of thought, Zhiran felt that his heart was full of grass and could no longer calm down. He just wanted to go north to the capital and see the world. So he went to the abbot's room and asked Abbot Huikong for permission.

Abbot Huikong is not an old-fashioned person, and he did not refuse Zhiran's request. He just warned him that the capital was prosperous and that he should not lose his true heart.

Zhiran was in Qingliang Temple since he was a child and was most familiar with these rules and precepts. Naturally, he recited them from beginning to end in front of Huikong with his eyes and nose.

Huikong was also satisfied when he heard this. After all, it was not easy to have a successor like this smart erotic mantle, so he sent a letter to Cao Yin and entrusted Zhiran to Cao Yong.

Cao Yong looked at the scar on Zhiran's head, and he was very supportive of his coming out to see the world.

This little monk likes to eat meat since he was a child, and his heart is soft and very humane. I wonder if the old monk Huikong could tell that he has insight?

"There are more fun places in Beijing. When the weather gets warmer, let's go take a walk together." Speaking of this, Cao Yong remembered the past when he was young, and couldn't help but develop a little childlike innocence and asked, "Little monk, do you still remember the sparrows in the back mountain? Now that I see the twelfth lunar month, it's the time for sparrows to be plump. Do you want to catch them again another day?"

Zhiran raised his eyebrows and said, "Since it was the command of the donor Cao, the little monk was more respectful than obedient. But I heard that the quail in winter was good and tasted the most plump, so you can try it."

Seeing the little monk saying this seriously and with a compassionate face, Cao Yong felt that he was back when he was a teenager. He couldn't help laughing out loud as he looked at the little monk.

The little monk was laughed for no reason and looked at Cao Yong, feeling a little confused.

Looking at the eyes of the little monk Gu Jing Wubo, Cao Yong couldn't help but feel illusioned, as if he was just a merciful monk in front of him.

For a moment, Cao Yong could not say what he advised him to return to secular life.

Two seats were bought for the food and food, Chu Yu served Li in the inner room, while Cao's father, son, uncle and nephew were both outside.

Cao Shuo was slightly square in character. Seeing that Zhiran was at the table, he even looked at the table. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there were a few vegetarian dishes.

Seeing Cao Yong delivering a plate of braised mutton to the place in front of Zhiran, Cao Shuo was careless and negligent when he became a cousin.

Seeing Zhiran picking up the chopsticks and falling on the mutton, Cao Shuo was surprised and his eyes were already looking at the dish. Could it be that it was made of tofu skin and looked like a vegetarian dish?

It just looks like meat and vegetables, and it also has the fragrance of mutton.

Cao Shuo was confused and stretched out his chopsticks, picked up one of the chopsticks from the plate of "braised mutton" and sent it to his mouth.

He almost fell to his chin. Is this really real mutton?

Seeing that the others on the table looked like they were all used to each other, Cao Shuo couldn't help but wonder. Since this meat is real mutton, is this monk fake?

Otherwise, why would monks do this?

In fact, earlier, Cao Yin and Cao Fu were surprised when they saw Zhiran was not subject to the rules and were eating meat dishes.

However, Cao Yin is not an old-fashioned person.

He has been involved in Buddhist scriptures in recent years. Buddhism has been passed down from the West, and there is no boundary between rules and regulations such as the rules and regulations, nor is there any evidence that monks should avoid meat and fish.

After it became popular in China, Buddhism gradually became various "clear rules and regulations".

Therefore, Cao Yin did not take Zhiran seriously for not being chewy.

Isn’t there a saying that goes, “The Buddha sat in his heart and passed by wine and meat”? Why bother with the so-called precepts?

The journey was boring, and Cao Yin and Zhiran often practiced Zen and discussed Buddhism.

Even Cao Yin, who was proud of his talent, always had to retreat when he started a maneuver with Zhiran.

When Zhiran talks about scriptures, ordinary people really cannot compare with them, but they have some talent. Perhaps this is the reason why Abbot Huikong wanted to pass on his robe and bowl to Zhiran.

Cao Fu admired his uncle Cao Yin from the bottom of his heart. He always acted as a human being and asked him for his uncle everywhere.

Zhiran's calmness and Cao Yin's freedom and freedom fell into Cao Fu's eyes and were a famous scholar who was not particular about the details. Therefore, he naturally only supported Zhiran's meat eating.

In the inner room, there is a kang table.

Li held Tianyou in his arms and sat on the kang. Chuyu stood on the ground and furnished vegetables for his mother-in-law and son.

Seeing that his wife was standing there, Li said, "Only our mothers, let's sit down and eat together." At this point, he looked at Chu Yu carefully.

When I met last spring, Chu Yu's body seemed a little plump due to childbirth. Now, it is not as clear as it is, and his chin is pointed, making him look a little weak.

Thinking of his granddaughter's eye disease, Li felt very sad.

If a grandmother is like this, then a mother will feel even more uncomfortable?

When Chu Yu saw his mother-in-law asking to sit, she sat sideways by the kang and looked up at Tianyou who was eating sweetly in front of him.

Tianyou was eating chicken legs when he noticed Chu Yu was looking at him, raised his head, tilted his little head, and asked tentatively: "Mother?"

Although she had just shouted, when she heard it now, Chu Yu was still a little moved and nodded vigorously. She felt a little grateful and a little sad in her heart.

Thank God for letting Tianyou grow up safely until now. When I was sad, I didn’t know why my daughter could be as happy as Tianyou.

Seeing the discomfort gradually flowing from the "mother" in front of him, Tianyou looked down at the chicken legs in the bowl.

After hesitating for a while, Tianyou pushed the small bowl of chicken legs in front of Chu Yu, and said angrily: "Mother, give you chicken legs, don't cry..."

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There are all kinds of false things in the world, and whoever sees the false comes will see the truth.

The reunion of father and son at Tongzhou Post Station is certainly warm, but for some people, sons are no different from enemies.

Even if you know that he is not so stupid, what if you don’t have such courage?

When he wanted to reduce the power of the Eighth Prince, this "eagle killing incident" was a good excuse, so Kangxi naturally wanted to take advantage of the situation.

In the past two years, Kangxi's health has been significantly worse than before, and he has gradually become more and more minor problems. While his physical strength is declining, his precautions against the prince are getting deeper and deeper.

In all dynasties, there are fewer examples of "son seizing the throne of the father" in the royal family?

In Wen Tang's palace, the eighth prince looked at the letter in his hand and knew that Hai Dongqing, who was respecting the emperor's father, had a change. Whether it was because of fear or anger, his body couldn't help but tremble, his lips were trembling, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

If you want to inflict a crime, there is no retribution.

Even if he can't tolerate him, can't wait any longer? Why did he get a sense of peace of mind on his son on the day of the two years after his biological mother died?
Chapter completed!