Chapter 60 "Silver", I wrote three drafts in total...that is, I have revised them three times... If you think this chapter is a bit inconsistent with the previous chapter, please turn to the previous page... and slip away with the lid of the pot...

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The ritual takes seven days.

Every morning, Fu Tingyun is accompanied by Zheng San and Sanfu to Daxingshan Temple. After dinner at Daxingshan Temple, he returns. When he returns to Yangliu Lane, there are often stars everywhere.

Sometimes Zhao Ling is back and will say hello to her in the courtyard. Sometimes before Zhao Ling comes back, Fu Tingyun will listen. Until there is a movement in the front yard, she will sleep peacefully.

After completing the ritual, Fu Tingyun donated 100 taels of silver for merit money and 20 taels of silver for incense. Although the incense of Daxingshan Temple was so popular, it was also a big deal. The Zhike monk smiled and asked Fu Tingyun to meet the host: "... The female donor sincerely worships the Buddha. The host master wants to give the female donor a magic weapon that has been opened to bless the female donor to be healthy and lucky."

Fu Tingyun clasped her hands together and met the monk Zhike and went to the host's place.

The host was an old man in his sixties. When he saw her showing a loving smile, he said some blessings and gave her a string of rosary beads of small-leafed red sandalwood: "You can also wear it on your hands to drive away disasters and take refuge." He also invited her, "Next day on the first day of the month, there will be a Dharma assembly in the temple and a monk will preach. The female donor may as well come and listen."

Fu Tingyun thanked the host and promised that if he could go out then, he would come to worship Buddha again and send it to the gate of the mountain from Monk Zhike.

Zhao Ling stood by the carriage waiting for her. Asen and Shi Zhu followed him. In the eyes of the Zhike Monk, he looked like a wealthy young man. He came forward to greet him very diligently and said a lot of auspicious words. It was not until Fu Tingyun and the others walked away that they took a few little shami back to the mountain gate.

Asen and the driver of the car were sitting on the shaft of the car. Fu Tingyun handed him a bag of oil paper: "This is your favorite vegetarian stuffed bun in Daxingshan Temple."

Asen cheered, opened it and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it with a smile twice. Suddenly remembered something, he quickly curled his smile, took out one from the oil paper bag and handed it to Zhao Ling who was walking beside him: "Master Jiu, you eat too!"

"You eat it yourself!" Zhao Ling smiled amiable, like the eldest brother next door, "I'm not hungry!"

Fu Tingyun, who lifted the curtains into the slits of the car, looked out and was secretly surprised.

Zhao Ling didn't know what was wrong these days, but seemed to be in a very good mood, and there was always a smile in his eyes.

Asen handed it to Sanfu, Shizhu and the coachman again, and of course they would not compete with him for food. Asen sat on the shaft of the car and ate with relish.

Fu Tingyun whispered to Asen: "What are you doing these days? I haven't seen you for many days."

Asen twisted his head and talked to her: "We bought three shops in Baoqing Street, three hundred acres of land in Lujia Village, Chang'an County, more than four hundred acres of land in Xihuai Village, and more than one thousand acres of land in Dongjiang Village..."

His voice was crisp and loud, making Fu Tingyun's face turn red, and he couldn't help but look at Zhao Ling's expression quietly.

Zhao Ling smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if their conversation was very interesting, and his expression was wide-minded.

how so?

Fu Tingyun stared at Zhao Ling's face suspiciously, trying to see something from his expression.

As if he felt someone looking at him, Zhao Ling suddenly looked over and looked at Fu Tingyun.

I was caught in a voyeurism.

Fu Tingyun put down the curtain in panic, and naturally he did not see Zhao Ling's mouth rising higher and higher.

Sanfu and Shizhu did not notice any strangeness between the two. They were listening to Asen and the coachman.

"Where did you come from? You are so rich. The shops on Baoqing Street are not cheap. I actually bought three in one go." The coachman said, "The main store of Baoqing Silver House is there, and the famous silver houses and antique shops in Xi'an Prefecture are all open there. I heard that the rent for a storefront is more than 200 taels of silver!" He also said, "More than 1,700 acres of land have cost a lot of silver, right?"

"It's nothing," said Asen, "The year is not good now, we have found a leak." There was a pride in his tone that could not be concealed.

The coachman laughed, "Even if Kang Cheng was in chaos during the war, he would have to buy one or two cents of silver per acre of this land. You are too humble, brother." Then he introduced himself, "My surname is Ma, and I am second at home. Everyone calls me Ma Er. I live in Lizi Lane in the east of the city. I usually do business next to Jinshui Bridge in the east of the city. If you want to use a car, just call me and arrive immediately."

"So it's Brother Ma." Asen's little devil, he greeted Ma Er cleverly, "I'll write it down. If you have any problems in the future, I'll trouble Ma Er." Then he talked to Ma Er, where the candy food is the best, where the meat patties are the best, where the combs are the best, where the headbands are the ones sell, and all the way is the ones who sell combs are the ones who sell headbands.

Zheng Sanniang couldn't suppress the shock in her heart and quietly spoke to Fu Tingyun: "I didn't expect that Jiu Ye would earn such a big family business at such a young age. Girl, you are blessed."

Fu Tingyun was sweating coldly and quickly changed the topic: "I still have some cotton left in there. Do you want to make two cotton pants for Linchun?"

Zheng Sanniang was overjoyed: "Thank you, Miss!"

But Fu Tingyun thought about the golden ingot.

I wonder when he will be back?

If her mother had other arrangements for her, she would have to leave Xi'an Prefecture. Zheng San and his wife knew that she had nothing to do with Zhao Ling, so they would be surprised.

The carriage was shaking, and Fu Tingyun's heart was also up and down. Finally, he arrived at Yangliu Lane. Master Lu and Mrs. Lu stood at the door with Lu Reeds waiting for them.

Mrs. Lu helped Fu Tingyun out of the carriage.

From a distance, someone ran towards this side: "Jiu Master, Jiu Master!"

He shouted all the way.

Everyone turned their heads and looked.

I saw Jin Yuanbao, who was dressed in a ragged clothes, running quickly towards this side with a bag on his back, followed by Yang Yucheng, who was panting.

"Brother Yuanbao, Brother Yuanbao!" Asen waved his hand excitedly, "We are here."

Jin Yuanbao ran to Zhao Ling and grabbed Zhao Ling's arm: "Jiu Master, Jiu Master, you, you are really alive!" Before he finished speaking, he started crying like a child.

There was also a flash of water at the corner of Zhao Ling's eyes. Seeing the coachman looking at them curiously, he said in a deep voice: "Let's talk about it when we enter the house."

Jin Yuanbao nodded constantly with sobs. Mr. Lu sent the coachman, and the others surrounded them and walked into the house.

Yang Yucheng rushed over: "You, why are you running so fast? I chased you and chased you two streets. I haven't run like this for many years. I'm so tired!" As he said that, he put his arm on Sanfu's shoulder, "Who are you, at least you can push me!"

Everyone couldn't help laughing.

The atmosphere was cheerful.

Zhao Ling smiled and whispered to Yang Yucheng: "Okay, don't make any trouble. Yuanbao has been running all the way, thank you for your hard work." As he said that, he ordered Zheng Sanniang to "boil some hot water to make some food." He glanced at Fu Tingyun standing beside him inadvertently, and a little hesitation appeared on his face.

Yang Yucheng shouted, "We call it a table noodles on such a good day! The sheep and scorpion soup from Shisanshan is really good!"

"Okay!" Zhao Ling quickly withdrew his gaze that fell on Fu Tingyun, and the expression on his face became calm and composed, "You go to Shisan Mountain to call the face!"

"Ah!" Yang Yucheng howled, "Why is it me? I squatted in Xisheng Inn and waited for Yuanbao for more than ten days, and I didn't even dare to go to the thatched cottage..."

Everyone knows that he is pretending to be funny to make everyone happy, and ignores him, and resists his laughter and goes to the hall.

"Why am I so unlucky! Why am I so unlucky!" Yang Yucheng walked at the end dejectedly, muttering constantly, "You can ask me to call Ximian, but who will give the money?"

Everyone couldn't help but laughed.

Fu Tingyun looked at everything in front of her, her eyes blurred.

Jin Yuanbao is back, and she has to leave here too.

I will never see Yang Yucheng who looks handsome but likes to be funny again, nor will I see the lively and cute Asen...

Her eyes fell on Zhao Ling.

He is laughing.

The eyes narrowed slightly, and there was indescribable pleasure between the eyebrows, like the sunlight that broke free from the dark clouds, bright and dazzling.

Fu Tingyun lowered her head.

My chest felt like I was punched, and it was so painful that I couldn't breathe.

Naturally, she didn't see Zhao Ling looking at her.

The deep eyes are as deep as the sea, inexplicably unpredictable.

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There were three people sitting in the study room that was decorated like an account room, Zhao Ling, Fu Tingyun and Jin Yuanbao.

Everyone's expressions were a little solemn, and the atmosphere in the study was naturally a bit dull.

Mrs. Lu served tea, stepped out gently, and brought it to the door of the study.

Zhao Ling raised his hand to Jin Yuanbao and signaled him to drink a sip of tea first: "Didn't encounter any dangers along the way?"

Jin Yuanbao's emotions had calmed down. If he hadn't had his eyes a little red, he wouldn't have seen that he had cried for a while just now.

"I chose the small path to walk." He said respectfully, "It went smoothly along the way, and it was only ten days before we arrived in Huayin." He said, looking at Fu Tingyun.

Fu Tingyun knew that he was going to talk about his affairs, so she tightened her heart and clenched her hands into fists.

"...But I failed to see Mrs. Fu!"

"What?" Zhao Ling and Fu Tingyun exclaimed in unison. Zhao Ling's calm person couldn't help but say anxiously, "What happened? Why didn't you see Mrs. Fu?" Fu Tingyun's face turned pale and she twisted her fingers uneasy.

"I heard from the people of the Fu family that Mrs. Fu has gone to Kyoto." Jin Yuanbao glanced at Zhao Ling, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. Then he glanced at Fu Tingyun from the corner of his eyes, "I was afraid that the rumors would be wrong, so I found a way to touch it. Mrs. Fu has really gone to Kyoto. She only left two dowry to manage the farm, and the others also followed her to Kyoto."

"How could this happen?" Fu Tingyun looked anxious, "How could my mother leave me and go to Kyoto." She looked at Jin Yuanbao, her eyes full of hope, "Didn't my mother leave me a word?"

Jin Yuanbao looked at the eyes that were shining like gems, and then whispered for a while: "According to people in Huayin, after Miss Fu's Ninth Miss Fu passed away, Mrs. Fu could not stand such a blow and fell ill. The fifth master of the Fu family was afraid that Mrs. Fu would be hurt by the scene, so he asked the old lady of Fu family to ask Mrs. Fu to go to office. The old lady of Fu family agreed. The seventh master of the Fu family came to pick up Mrs. Fu into Beijing in person."

Fu Tingyun's legitimate brother Fu Tingyi ranked seventh among cousins.

Since Fu Tingyun's father passed the Jinshi and stayed in the Hanlin Academy, he has been studying in Kyoto with his father. The wife he married was the daughter of his father's same subject. His sister-in-law only lived at home for three months and went to Kyoto with her brother. Both nephews were born in Kyoto and she had never seen her before.

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