The spring tea is foaming, and the quiet room is quiet.
In a Jingshi room in Linjiguan, there is a simple tea table, but it is made of the dead roots of an old tree, and has been brushed with several layers of tung oil. It is not rotten or beetrooted. Just look at the corners of the table, which are dull and matte, and the patina is shiny and moist. You can tell that the inheritance has been passed down.
Long lasting and absolutely extraordinary.
In a corner of the tea table, a few branches of apricot flowers were poked randomly in a thin-necked three-color vase. They are delicate but not showy, elegant and refined, adding a bit of vitality to the Jing room.
Tong Chunxi, the son of Yuan Yi, sat in the middle, with his sleeves drooped under his arms, passing over the clay stove and the charcoal stove. His hands came out of his sleeves, his skin was slightly loose, he carefully picked up the stone, and slowly poured the three-boiled well water into it.
two tea bowls
.The tea powder at the bottom of the bowl rolled along with the boiling water, and fine foam quickly formed, just like a salty pond filled with saltpeter, or a cold pond filled with snow. The aroma of tea spreads with the water vapor, filling the room with fragrance, instantly covering the looming apricots.
Floral aroma.
Tong Chunxi stretched out his arm, and a tea bowl fell in front of the cardamom girl. The girl held the whisk in her hand and swept away the fine foam, then took a sip with her lips, savored the taste carefully, and nodded gently: "Master, I don't know what to call you.
Disciples come here, what are your instructions?"
Tong Chunxi also took a sip of tea before saying: "This is the new tea before the Ming Dynasty. It is indeed refreshing and warm to the throat. I thank your father on behalf of my teacher. Yue Xizi, you have been practicing Taoism in the temple for seven or eight years, right?"
Yuexi's son, Tan Qing, felt a little surprised in his heart. He didn't know why the master asked such a question, so he answered respectfully: "Master, I was sent to meditate by my father around the time of Jingzhe in the first year of Yongtai. It has been eight years now."
Tong Chunxi nodded and continued: "How do your senior sisters treat you?"
Tan Qing felt slightly guilty. Did he do something wrong without knowing it? Master wanted to punish him in private? But he still carefully replied: "Senior Sister Tang has a cold face and a warm heart. She always takes good care of me; Senior Sister Luo's temperament
I am straightforward and will never allow other sisters to bully me. Sister Cui is only three years older than me and is even better than her sisters. She tells me everything she has on her mind. I treat her the same way, so we are closer to her.
.”
Tong Chunxi looked kind and suddenly turned around and said, "We got a tiger's head the day before yesterday and we wanted to sacrifice it to you, Senior Sister Luo Rou. Why didn't Hua Xizi come with us?"
Qin Qing was even more confused. Didn't Senior Sister Tang tell her master about the reason? But she still said honestly: "According to Senior Sister Tang, Senior Sister Cui is engaged to Yuan Jineng, the third son of Yuanzai.
The wedding will be consummated in a few days. At this time, I am busy practicing the ceremony to meet my aunt in the temple, and I am familiar with the art of needlework, so it is inconvenient to come..."
Tong Chunxi sighed and said: "You four disciples are all personally taught by my son Yuan Yi, just like your own sons and daughters. How could I not know about the thoughts in my heart? Hua Xizi and you both like that.
Chong Lingzi, yes or no?"
Tan Qing suddenly panicked, a sense of embarrassment welled up in his chest, and spread all over his body in an instant. His cheeks were flushed, and after a long time he murmured: "Master, master... what do you mean by this?"
Tong Chunxi, however, said with a slightly serious face: "As we practice Taoism, we do not restrain our sexual desires. But if we can keep our original intention and have clear thoughts, it is possible to practice Taoism alone, and it is also possible to practice it with a Taoist couple, so why should we hide it? I know that you have been suppressing it before.
original intention,
I thought that Hanakiko and Oki Reiko were a match made in heaven, and I had no illusions. It wasn’t until I found out that Hakiko was engaged, that my thoughts started to change, and I felt that I and Oki Reiko might not be able to achieve a good marriage. According to the teacher, it can be
Is there any deviation?”
Tan Qing's pretty face turned red all the way down her neck, and her voice was almost inaudible: "Master..."
Tong Chunxi suddenly smiled bitterly and said: "But, if Hua Xiko is really forced by her father to stay in the house and cannot get what she wants, how should you deal with yourself? Will you pity the senior sister, or will you be secretly grateful? On the one hand, you are a fellow disciple.
On the other hand, it is the love between a man and a woman, how do you choose?"
Tan Qing's face was stunned, as if a thunderbolt went straight into the sea of consciousness, and his mind was filled with the buzzing sound of thunder: Although Senior Sister Cui and Senior Brother Yang were of different family backgrounds, they both had a deep love for him. If she refused to obey him to death because of this,
, or escape, or commit suicide, should I be sad or happy?
My feelings for Senior Brother Yang were like a seed sown in winter, which I didn't realize at first. Until spring came and the snow melted and the ice disappeared, it suddenly broke out of the ground and quickly grew into a new seedling.
And whether I should hide this new seedling or pull it out...
Tong Chunxi saw Tan Qing's face changing. Sometimes he was dumbfounded, sometimes he was worried and happy, and in the end he burst into tears with a smile, and then he said slowly: "I am a teacher from your age, how can I not understand the dilemma?"
, Dilemma of choice? Be a teacher
I just want you to think more clearly, to be more transparent, and not to take chances or entertain illusions. Before making a choice, you should be careful and think twice before making a decision; once you make a choice, you must move forward without any wavering.
"
Tan Qing seemed to understand but nodded with tears in his eyes: "Disciple... Disciple understands."
At this time, a few panicked footsteps suddenly stopped in front of the Jingshi door and turned into anxious pacing. There was a faint reply coming through the door: "Junior sister Qin must be following the temple master to do some spiritual cultivation... But something happened
Suddenly, if you don't break in by force, I'm afraid...then you have to knock on the door first, and don't break the ritual..."
Tong Chunxi frowned slightly: "Who is outside the door?"
"Disciple Yun Xizi (Lu Xizi), I have something important to report to the temple master!" Two female Taoist priests stood outside the door and said in respect with their hands raised.
"Come in and talk!" Tong Chunxi said calmly.
The two pushed the door open, but it was Yun Xizi who said urgently: "Junior Sister Qin! The Qin Mansion has just been sealed off by a group of mail soldiers! All the men and women in the mansion have been detained, and I don't know where they are being taken..."
"Crack!"
A tea bowl fell to the ground paved with blue bricks and fell apart in an instant. The tea soup was sucked up in an instant, leaving only the dark green tea powder. Tan Qing was like a ray of emerald light, and before Yun Xizi could finish speaking, he ran out of the sanctum.
"Qing'er!" Tong Chunxi's expression changed drastically. He wanted to call out to Tan Qing, but how could he keep that decisive figure?
Things were indeed too sudden! Acting rashly before you understand the ins and outs will often be counterproductive.
Tong Chunxi then ran out of the sanctuary, only to see that figure running out of the gate. Xueyizi Ding Mo Niang hurriedly came to the front of the hall to greet the pilgrims, pulled down the sword from her waist, and patted her palm: "Junior sister Ding!
Something happened in Yue Xiko's family, and she has just left the hospital. You go with her first to protect her!"
Ding Mo Niang didn't hesitate, she just cupped her hands slightly, then she jumped out of the gate and chased in the direction of Qin Mansion in Yongtai Square.
Tong Chunxi then bowed and apologized to the pilgrims, and ordered the two female Taoist priests to entertain them. Then he returned to the alcove and said with a solemn expression: "Yun Xizi, Lu Xizi! What happened? Tell me the whole story!"
Yun Xizi knew that he was being reckless, so he tucked Lu Xizi in secret. Lu Xizi understood, and cupped his hands and said: "Today after lunch, the two disciples went to Nanshi to buy rice and oil on the orders of Uncle Feng Yizi, but they heard that Yongtai Fang
There was a loud noise. The two disciples were curious and ran to take a look. They saw... in Yongtai Square, many people wearing clothes
The mail-armored soldiers were rampaging and driving away the people. They didn't know where they came from. When they got closer, they saw that the door of Qin's mansion had been sealed, and many servants, old and young, had their hands and feet tied up, and they were connected in a row.
I was squatting under the outer wall of the mansion. Just when I was about to ask someone to ask, I was discovered by several mail soldiers and drove them out with swords..."
Tong Chunxi felt a chill in her heart. She already knew that three nights ago, Taiwei Palace, Henan Prefecture, and the troops gathered together to chase and intercept the Zoroastrian saints who entered the city in Luoyang. And the chainmail guard was none other than Taiwei Palace.
A trump card has just been revealed! Wang Jin is not a brainless person. Since he takes action against the Qin family, there is only one possibility:
The Qin Mansion had a great connection with Zoroastrianism! He had no choice but to openly take action and arrest everyone in the Qin Mansion, so as to threaten and force certain people to submit!
Tong Chunxi raised his eyes slightly and already made up his mind: "Yun Xizi! Go and invite Shibo, Feng Yizi, to come here to meet me. Lu Xizi! Gather the sword cultivating disciples in the temple and bring their swords to meet outside the gate. Let's go there
A view of Yongtaifang!”
With a few instructions, half of the Kun Dao in Linji Temple were dispatched, rushing towards Yongtai Square with great momentum.
In the northern suburbs of Luoyang, under the Dongqiu.
A large boulder instantly shattered into pieces, and the believers couldn't help but feel stagnant.
When Long Zaitian saw the Zoroastrian saint's fierce power, his heart skipped a beat. He also keenly caught her words of "thunder punishment", but he roughly guessed the origin of the saint: if she wasn't a powerful demon cultivator, how could she be there?
The theory of thunder punishment? It turns out that this holy lady is actually a demon cultivator with profound magic skills!
As his thoughts whirled, Long Zaitian seemed to have thought of a possibility, and hurriedly clasped his fists and said: "Holy Aunt, calm down! Although Wang Jin has repeatedly provoked, he did not dare to make a desperate move, which shows that he still has some scruples. Why doesn't Holy Aunt avoid his edge and show his enemy?"
How about being weak and trying to do it slowly? Since Qin's Mansion has been controlled by Wang Jin, if the Holy Aunt doesn't dislike it, the old beggar can tidy up the ruined courtyard in Nan City so that the Holy Aunt and others can stay temporarily for a few days."
Liu Xiaomu's chest rose and fell, and for a long time he was flat, but he was rarely angry. She suppressed her anger, and after a while she replied: "If that's the case, I'm disturbing the leader of the Dragon Gang! I know that your courtyard house is limited, so I only bring you
The Saint and the Lily Guards went... The rest of the congregation was broken up into pieces and returned to their respective places, which is safer!"
After saying that, Liu Xiaomu looked at the congregation again and said coldly: "Diwei, where is the divine fire?"
Earth Protector Dharma Ye Sanqiu, Divine Fire Protector Zhu Yanli, wearing green lotus robes, came out together, clasping their hands to make a flame: "Please give me instructions from the Holy Aunt!"
Liu Xiaomu narrowed his eyes slightly, then opened his eyes: "Diwei! You still lead the exploration horse to find the whereabouts of Tianji. Once you find it, come to see me quickly. Shenhuo! You temporarily lead the two Ge guards to find out where the Taiwei Palace private prison is.
, and try to find a way to rescue him."
"Magu!"
The two agreed, and without any hesitation, they each got on their horses and ran towards the city together.
Liu Xiaomu immediately said solemnly: "The missionary envoy obeys the order!"
The nine missionaries - Bright, Fair, Proclaiming Ceremonies, Holy Words, Devoting Virtue, Seeking Taoism, Practicing Righteousness, Refining Medicine, and Forging Gold, all dressed in indigo lotus robes, also gathered in front of him, bowing their heads and waiting for orders.
Liu Xiaomu took out a book of sutras from his arms, threw it to Murong Zhang, the messenger of light, and said: "You guys first go to the Fox Temple in the west and take out the incense and money from the Fox God's throne. Then change into regular clothes and follow the instructions on this book.
They distributed the pension money from house to house according to their names and surnames, so that the members of the congregation would not die of poverty or starvation if their brothers and sisters were killed. If there is any remaining incense money, it must be returned to the Fox Temple, lest the Queen of the Fox God
Do you understand the blame?"
"Magu!!"
The nine missionaries responded in unison, knowing full well that the incense money from the Fox Temple was one of the Zoroastrian treasures that the Holy Aunt personally guarded. Who would dare to be selfish and greedy? If Zoroastrianism were not in trouble now, the Saint
I'm sure they won't be allowed to get involved.
The nine missionaries did not ride horses, but ran towards the west amid the hustle and bustle. When they were far away, Liu Xiaomu's expression softened slightly: "Sanci Mage?"
The people who performed the ritual ceremony at the Mage Kangsaiin Temple of the Xiushan Temple, Mage Minapu of the Festival Temple, and Mage Stone Pagoda of the Lide Temple were all wearing purple lotus robes, leaning on their staffs, kneeling on one knee, bowing their heads and saying in unison: "Invite Holy Sister
Prophecy.”
Liu Xiaomu pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "Nowadays, ordinary believers in the city are in danger of themselves. Worshiping the holy fire every day can be done as the believers do, and there is no need to be harsh. But the believers must be informed:
Taiwei Palace has repeatedly made heavy moves recently, regardless of right or wrong, and Qin Xiangchu is a lesson learned from the past! If there are business people, it is best to take a break and stop risking your life for wealth. When the storm passes, there will always be time to regroup."
Sanci Mage ignored it and heard some conspiracy in these words. However, he tacitly understood it and bowed and said: "I will obey the words of the holy aunt."