Seeing song Qingshu staring at his mother, a Ke can't help humming.

Song Qingshu came back and said, "it's the princess of Pingxi. Song is impolite, but I didn't expect that the princess is more beautiful than the rumor."

Chen Yuanyuan heard this kind of words a lot and didn't pay much attention to it. He said with a faint smile: "it's just a pair of smelly skin bags. I only hate the natural appearance, which has harmed all the people in the world." At this point, a red eye, can not help but shed tears.

As soon as song Qingshu opened her mouth, ah Ke made her mother cry. She said angrily, "do you really know or don't know? Princess Pingxi has someone else. My mother is not..."

Chen Yuanyuan was also embarrassed. She was bought by Wu Sangui and was deeply loved. Wu Sangui was a traitor who was despised by people all over the world for him. In fact, she was very moved. Originally intended to love him wholeheartedly, Wu Sangui was granted the title of Queen of Pingxi by the Qing Dynasty. However, she was worried about her family background in the place of fireworks and worried that she would be ridiculed if she was granted the title of Gaoming by the imperial court. Chen Yuanyuan knew what he was thinking, and his heart suddenly cooled down. He went to Sansheng nunnery outside the city to practice, and Wu Sangui pushed the boat with the current, resulting in the present situation.

"Madam, why do you care about just one position? Hundreds of years later, who can remember who is the princess of Pingxi? They will only think that his wife is the real princess of Pingxi. " Song Qingshu zhengse said.

Over the years, no one has ever dared to raise the issue of fame in front of her for fear of making her sad. Chen Yuanyuan himself often feels sorry for himself. Today, song Qingshu opened his mind from a new point of view and found that his heart was much more comfortable. He sipped his lips and said with a smile: "little girl, I'm so impolite. Let Mr. Song stand for such a long time. Please sit down and serve tea to your guests."

When a Ke saw song Qingshu's words, he made his mother smile and said in a voice: "how do you know what happened hundreds of years later?"

"I came here hundreds of years later, of course." Song Qingshu's tone is full of calm and self-confidence.

A Ke is too lazy to pay attention to him, holding Chen Yuanyuan to sit down on the other side.

Soon the servant offered the tea. Song Qingshu opened the lid of the bowl, and the fragrance filled his nose. The bowl was green, and it turned out to be the new Longjing tea. There was a sneer on his lips, and he thought to himself, "the price of Longjing tea is very high when it's transported here from Jiangnan. Chen Yuanyuan is really rich." The servants also held a lacquered tray with eight color dots. The white disk contained pine nut candy, small walnut cake, walnut slice, rose cake, sugar almond, mung bean cake, Lily cake, sweet scented osmanthus preserved waxberry, all of which were Soviet style snacks with unusual delicacy.

"Hey, my mother is kind to you, but you are so rude with a sneer on your face!" Ako kept staring at him, noticed his expression, and couldn't help being angry.

Song Qingshu ignored her. Instead, he looked at Chen Yuanyuan and said, "madam, do you know why I laugh?"

Chen Yuanyuan shook his head in confusion.

Song Qingshu stood up and pointed to a copper censer on the tea table. A wisp of smoke was curling up in the middle of the censer. "I'm the deputy head of the imperial palace guard. I know a little about sandalwood. It's the most precious sandalwood in it. It's nothing more than that in the Empress Dowager's room. It's better to concentrate and calm down, but now my wife is practicing with her hair, With such a precious sandalwood, some of them are inferior. It's just the so-called "one heart incense cave is open, the pine is wrinkled and the moss is half raspberry". As long as the lady is devout, she can feel Buddhism and Taoism naturally. Why borrow foreign things? "

Chen Yuanyuan was slightly embarrassed. Although he was polite, his tone was full of ridicule. Looking at the cakes and tea carefully prepared by his servants, he felt that he was vulgar. In retrospect, as one of the eight beauties of Qinhuai, Chen Yuanyuan never made such a low-level mistake in dealing with people and things. I didn't expect that with the growth of age, taste has unconsciously fallen into the stereotype.

"Thank you for your advice, Yuanyuan. I wonder why I have known little about the Buddhist principles in the Buddhist Scriptures for so many years. It turns out that my heart is not sincere." Chen Yuanyuan got up and saluted.

When song Qingshu saw that she was smiling, she was radiant and moved when she was sad. He couldn't help but feel pity for her. He quickly reached out to hold her arms and gently held her: "what Buddhist scriptures does my wife usually read?"

Chen Yuanyuan hasn't had any physical contact with a man for many years. When he was touched by song Qingshu, his face turned a little red, and a delicate red exuded from his glossy white skin. As a result, a layer of rouge was smeared on the white jade. "I'm not afraid of song Gongzi's laughing. The little girl read only the Vajra Sutra, the liuzu altar Sutra, the dizang Sutra, and by the way, the forty two chapters Sutra."

Song Qing's book asked casually. Unexpectedly, he heard the news of the forty second chapter Sutra, and quickly said quietly: "in a Book of Vajra Sutra, half of it says that all living beings are empty, and half of it is empty. It's really a little obscure《 The central idea of the sixth patriarch's Sutra is to become a Buddha by seeing one's nature. Many people are puzzled by one character《 "Hell is not empty, vows are not Buddhists, all living beings are exhausted, and founder Bodhi" in the book of vows in dizang. Although the grand wish is great, it is difficult for people to see the hope. As for the forty two chapters classic, I just heard that it is easy to understand, but I have never seen the contents. I don't know if my wife has a collection here. Can I see it next? "

"The young master is really a great talent. He has such a deep study of Buddhist scriptures," Chen Yuanyuan said after looking at Song Qingshu in surprise. "Ah Ke, go to my mother's bed and take the forty two chapters Sutra from my pillow and show it to the young master of song."

"Oh ~" ah Ke was listening for a while, so he ran to the inner room and quickly took it back.

"It's Zhenglan Qi's forty two chapters classic!" Song Qingshu thought in his heart, quietly read for a while, but the other side doubted, and returned the Scriptures, "the content is really simple and fresh."

Chen Yuanyuan nodded and said with a smile, "yes, I think it's easy to understand when I read this Scripture."

Song Qingshu saw that she was dressed in a Taoist robe, but he discussed Buddhism with himself. He felt funny and continued to talk for a while. He said, "to tell you the truth, I'm here to take Princess Aker back."

"Well! It's obviously your own fault. I have to let my daughter's family bear it. I won't go to the palace anyway. " At his words, ako's face turned black.

Chen Yuanyuan thought of the curse he had carried all his life, and he felt the same way: "Mr. Song, I hope you can tell me that I will never agree with ako to go to Beijing."