Pan Shou was dumbfounded by Lin Chuang's series of questions.
Seeing that it was nothing, Pan Huixian continued to question him, and the man surnamed Lin was probably going to label his father as a hypocrite.
If that's the case, then if something like this happens today, it will be like stealing the chicken and losing the rice.
Thinking of this, she quickly stepped forward and rescued her father: "Mr. Lin, I have an unkind request from a poor nun. Should I take it seriously?"
The voice was cold and the eyes were deep. Lin Chuang only glanced at it and did not dare to look at it again, as if if he looked at it again, he would blaspheme the beauty.
"I wonder if I can tell you about Master Tai's name?" Lin Chuang asked.
"Master? Master, please follow me."
Lin Chuang almost laughed when he thought of this joke from later generations.
"My little daughter Hui Xian, her name is Jing Xin." Pan Shou introduced from the side.
What? Pan Huixian?
Lin Chuang was shocked: "What happened to this world? This master's wife who is full of fairy spirit is actually Pan Huixian, the widow of Ye Yaoxian? I heard that Pan Huixian was jealous. Although I have never seen him, I guess she is also a tacky woman. If she wants to
No, it won't force her husband to cheat. Also, didn't you say that this person jumped off the building? Why did he become a monk? Why is the contrast so big?"
"Oh, it turns out it's Master Jing Xin, do you have any advice?" Lin Chuang suppressed his strong desire to dig into his ancestor's grave and asked softly.
"I don't dare to use the word "Master Tai". Mr. Lin can just call the poor nun Jingxin. Mr. Lin, there is something that the poor nun should not ask face to face. There is a secluded place in Senior Brother Sun's house. Can Mr. Lin please move there?" Pan Huixian, no.
, Jing Xin asked.
"What? A secluded place? Master, please follow me." Lin Chuang was stunned, and a fragrant picture was immediately sketched in his mind.
Seeing that Lin Chuang didn't respond, Jing Xinhui misunderstood: "Mr. Lin, is he afraid that the poor nun has a sharp knife and has evil intentions?"
"Hey, I'm not afraid that you have a sharp blade, but I'm afraid that you have a chest weapon." Lin Chuang thought dirtyly.
"No, no, no, Shitai is joking. Even if you have a chest weapon, old..., no, Lin is not afraid. To be honest, I have practiced, and I am very good at golden spears... silver spears."
"Yes." Lin Chuang said with a pun.
After saying that, Lin Chuang secretly pouted at himself: "Bah! It's so worthless that I almost said the word 'won't fail'."
"please."
Jing Xin stretched out his hand and asked Lin Chuang to go first.
"Director Ding, you come with me, the others are on standby." Lin Chuang ordered, raised his legs and left.
Sun Tianxin's home has a greenhouse. The furnishings in the greenhouse are very simple and elegant. Several pots of orchids and unknown pots of green plants are placed in the corner of the house.
There is a bamboo mat in the middle, and two long wooden tables on the mat. On one table is a Kung Fu tea set, a stove, a kettle and other items next to it. On the other table are the four treasures of the study.
Seeing this arrangement, Lin Chuang thought to himself: "What do you mean? It's not a good idea to follow my father here, right?"
"Mr. Lin, Miss Ding, poor nuns often come here. Sister-in-law Tianxin often invites me to drink tea, so I know this place. Please sit down." Jing Xin took off her shoes, walked to the coffee table and sat down, asking Lin Chuang and Ding Manli to sit down.
Go to the opposite side of her.
"Okay, guests are welcome." Lin Chuang and Ding Manli took off their shoes and sat across from the mirror.
"She's wearing socks, so you can't see her little feet. However, her appearance is pretty. I wonder if her toes are as beautiful as her appearance." Lin Chuang took a look at Xin's feet and thought secretly.
"Bah bang..." Jing Xin clapped her hands, and a man came in holding an earthenware urn.
"This is mountain spring water on Chongming Island." Jing Xin introduced.
After that, he took water from the earthen jar, poured it into the pot, and started to boil the water.
As soon as the water sounded, Jing Xin lifted the pot off the stove.
Then she clapped her hands again, and a little nun dressed like her came in, holding a bamboo box in her hand.
"This is the Dahongpao treasured by the poor nun."
After all, the whole process of taking the tea, washing the tea, brewing the tea, and pouring the tea is very elegant.
He poured a cup for Lin and Ding each, took a small sip first to show that it was not poisonous, and then extended his hand to invite them to drink tea.
Lin Chuang took a sip. The tea had a light aroma and a sweet taste. Jing Xin's skill in making tea was indeed very good.
Jing Xin remained silent, just sitting there making tea, dividing tea, and tasting tea. Lin Chuang and Ding Manli were unwilling or afraid to break the silence and did not speak.
But Lin Chuang was secretly thinking about Jing Xin.
"Looking at her face, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, such women are usually very possessive and have strong desires. It seems that this can explain why she regarded Ye Yaoxian so much. But after Ye Yaoxian died, why did she commit suicide by jumping off the building? She had a strong temper.
On the one hand, could it be that Ye Yaoxian and his wife are so deeply in love that they cannot bear to live alone in this world? This statement seems to be a bit nonsense.
If the love between husband and wife is deep, can Ye Yaoxian be forced to fall in love with flowers for a long time and not want to go home? Where is her deep love reflected?
But if not, why did she become a monk? Wouldn't it be better to remarry?
When a nun becomes a nun, in addition to having difficulty surviving, she is usually hurt by love. Aren't there examples of this in later generations?
Yes, this person has a cold personality and reserved emotions. Even though he loves Ye Yaoxian deeply, he would not say it out loud, which caused Ye Yaoxian's misunderstanding.
However, I just want to ask, can you bear it if you become a nun at a young age?"
After three cups of tea, Lin Chuang finally couldn't hold it in any longer: "Master Jing Xin, don't you have something to say to Mr. Lin?"
Hearing this, Jing Xin stood up silently, walked to another table, wrote two lines of words in small letters, and handed them to Lin Chuang.
Lin Chuang took it and took a look. The handwriting was very neat and elegant. It seemed that he had practiced a lot.
The two lines are taken from a poem by Huang Tingjian: "It has been a thousand years since the rabbit died and the dog was cooked."
Lin Chuang understood what Jing Xin meant as soon as he saw it.
These two lines of poetry are from Han Xindian, and their meaning is to warn Lin Chuang: Don't kill all the enemies. If they are gone, it will be your turn.
Lin Chuang thought for a while and came up with an idea. He turned to Ding Manli and said, "Director Ding, please step aside for a moment and ask everyone to leave this place three feet away. No one is allowed to come near without my order."
"yes."
Ding Manli responded, stood up and walked away, muttering as she walked: "What does this mean? Do you want to be like Jing Xin, but Jing Xin has no intention of teasing him?"
After listening to Lin Chuang's instructions, Jing Xin was also stunned: "What? What does this mean? Isn't it just to avoid suspicion by calling a woman in? Why did you let her go again?"
Lin Chuang didn't say anything, just sat drinking tea.
The two of them just sat in silence, Jing's heart becoming more and more uneasy.
About twenty minutes later, Lin Chuang finally spoke: "The house here will be left to Sun Tianxin's widow, and all the eighteen confiscated shops will be given to Master Jingxin to run."
"Thanks."
Jing Xin finally smiled.
Lin Chuang stood up, walked to another table and wrote two lines of words: "It is rude to come and not return. Lin also has a poem in return. Farewell!"
After that, Lin Chuang left without looking back.
When Jing Xin walked up to the front and saw the words, she couldn't help but became furious, and her face turned pale with anger.
After looking at it carefully, he suddenly laughed again: "The person named Lin is really bad!"