Delicate Flower

Chapter 22 Li Jun

What Yu Tang wants is this kind of effect.

She walked slowly over, ignoring the eyes that fell on her, and lifted her hat with curiosity.

Then she saw stunned faces.

Green bamboo robe…Two purses…One water green, one lake green…

Yu Tang quickly found Li Jun who was sitting west of the crowd.

He is less than a year old with a weak crown, with fair skin, handsome features, and bright colors between his eyebrows, and he is talking to the people around him.

Feeling the strangeness around him, he turned his head and saw Yu Tang at a glance.

Yu Tang saw him slowly open his mouth and widen his eyes, staring at her intently like a silly, eyes full of surprise.

Is this Lee Jun?

Yu Tang blinked.

In her imagination, if Li Jun knew her, she should be surprised to see her suddenly appear here. If you don’t know her, you will be very strange, or turn your head when you look at her, like Master Pei San saw her for the first time, or look at her curiously.

But now… she didn’t expect Li Jun to look like this.

She couldn’t tell whether he knew her or not.

But she couldn’t return without success-things had reached this point, and it would be difficult for her to find such an opportunity anymore. The most important thing is that she was afraid that her parents would think this was a good relationship, so she quietly agreed to the Li family.

Yu Tang thought for a while and smiled at Li Jun.

Li Jun’s face flushed suddenly, but he also recovered.

He bowed his head embarrassedly, pretended to take a sip of tea, and couldn’t help but looked up at her, looking very curious about her.

Yu Tang took a few steps forward, walked to Panasonic, and looked at Li Jun and said, “Can you ask everyone for directions?”

Li Jun hesitated, and the young man closest to Yu Tang had stood up, blushing, with a flustered expression in a loud voice: “This lady, you can ask me.” Then, he turned towards Yu Tang. A ceremony was given, “Xiaosheng’s surname is Chen, from Banqiao Town, Lin’an Prefecture, and lives in Chenjia Village, west of Banqiao Town…”

Before he could finish his words, the scholar surnamed Chen was suddenly pushed aside by a young man next to him. Someone leaned forward and said to Yu Tang, “Miss, don’t listen to him. He is from Banqiao, where is my ancestral home? The people in Miduo Village know. Miss, where do you want to ask?”

“Oh, oh, oh! Fu Xiaowan, you are too much.” Chen Xingshu angrily pointed at the humanity who was talking to Yu Tang, “Why don’t you even talk about it first, because you are still a student of Confucius and a follower of Mencius. ”

“What does this have to do with reading?” Someone walked over and put the shoulders of Fu Xiaowan on the shoulders, smiled and said to the scholar surnamed Chen, “Chen Yao, we help others to solve problems and do good things every day. The benevolent sees benevolence, the wise sees wisdom. , Don’t think other people think the same as you.” About this sentence is not very elegant, that person is vague.

The popularity of being called Chen Yao is incredibly popular.

Someone came over to relieve the siege: “Okay, okay, Shen Fang, Chen Yao, Fu Xiaowan, you all said a little less. See if you scare others.”

Yu Tang saw that it was Li Jun.

Li Jun gave her a gentle smile and politely said to her: “Miss, these classmates of mine are very nice people, but they like to make jokes, so I didn’t scare you!”

Fu Xiaowan sneered and said, “Li Jun, don’t stand and talk because your back hurts. I don’t realize how polite you are like you are!”

“Xiaowan!” Shen Fang stopped Fu Xiaowan, and it was obvious that the two of them had a good relationship.

Fu Xiaowan didn’t speak any more.

Yu Tang was overjoyed.

She didn’t admit that Li Jun was wrong, and she got on the line with Li Jun.

Yu Tang smiled and said to Li Jun: “My son, thank you very much! I want to wash the pen fountain, don’t know how to get there?”

Li Jun hurriedly pointed her the way: “Go forward from here and see a red corner door, first turn to the left…”

The little friend beside him screamed and coaxed behind him.

That Fu Xiaowan even urged, “So the lady wanted to ask Li Gongzi to show the way! No wonder we ignored us!”

It’s just that Shen Fang patted his shoulder before he finished his words, and shouted, “What nonsense?”

Fu Xiaowan grinned.

Someone said: “He is the second son of the Li family in the south of the city, named Li Jun. He likes horse racing on the post road outside the city the most. Miss can remember. If you get lost again next time, you might as well go there and ask. ”

Li Jun looked embarrassed, but didn’t stop or refute the man’s words.

Yu Tang was surprised.

What does Li Jun mean?

Wouldn’t you really misunderstand that she has taken a fancy to him?

Yu Tang was thinking about how to get Li Jun to clear up his misunderstanding, and he heard Chen Yao’s yin and yang strangely and authentically: “Young Master Li is a little puzzled, so he should quickly ask which house the lady is from. Don’t let others down. Affectionateness is what it is.”

This is a bit too much.

Yu Tang frowned.

Li Jun turned around and glared at Chen Yao unhappily.

Shen Fang simply glared at him and scolded Chen Yao, “Don’t say anything if you can’t speak, no one treats you as dumb.”

Chen Yao said: “Master Shen is a high-ranking family member, and he belongs to Hangzhou Prefecture. It is common to not look down on the poor and remote areas of our country.”

“Who are you talking about?” Fu Xiaowan helped Shen Fang stand up, clinging to each other, “You can keep my mouth clean.”

“I said Shen Fang, what is it to you?”

Chen Yao and Fu Xiaowan quarreled.

Li Jun not only didn’t help, but stood in front of Yu Tang. Ai Ai waited for a long while and bowed to her, saying, “I don’t know which house the young lady is? Is there a maid, Xiaoshang coming over? There is a stone bench next to it. If the young lady doesn’t dislike it, you might as well go and rest for a while. I sent the young man to find the young lady’s family.”

Yu Tang was like falling into an ice cellar for a moment.

The truth came so unexpectedly.

She thought she would have to spend some time, who knew that Li Jun would be short-sighted after a few words.

Li Jun didn’t know her at all.

I don’t know who she is.

Lin lied!

But why is she lying?

Is it just for her to marry Li Jun?

What is Lin’s diagram?

In her previous life, she lost her parents, and her family was down and down. Even her dowry did not have much money?

Why does Lin have to marry Li Jun?

Is it because Lin knew that Li Jun had been living soon?

Yu Tang immediately denied this conjecture.

Even if Li Jun died young, it would not be impossible for the Li family to find Li Jun a secret marriage. Why bother to try her?

Yu Tang couldn’t think of it.

On the second floor of the Buddhist scripture pavilion next to Pei Yan, who saw the whole process in his eyes, his face was tense, and the face that had no expression before became more and more grim and solemn.

It hasn’t come to winter, and it feels bitterly cold.

Master Hui Kong, the abbot of Zhaoming Temple who had just arrived not long ago, watched him clasp the red railing hand, white as jade and slender as bamboo, but pinched the seven inches of Pei’s mansion, which made people dare not move, and couldn’t help feeling slightly in his heart. Shaking his head, said: “What is the donor looking at here?”

Pei Yan retracted his gaze and glanced at Hui Kong indifferently, without saying a word.

Hui Kong didn’t think he was disgusted, walked to his side, looked at the men and women of Wudao Matsushita, and smiled: “If the donor is not paying attention, I would like to ask the donor to look at the picture scroll.”

Pei Yan did not speak, but the faint cyan meridian floated on the back of his hand, and his hand seemed to be gripped tighter.

Hui Kong pointed to Yu Tang, Li Jun and others below, and said, “Look at the donor!”

He didn’t expect Pei Banquet to answer him, so he continued: “We stand on the second floor and look at it. We only think that men and women look like a pair of bi people. The son seems to be very enamoured with the lady and is cautiously talking to her. Talking. But in fact, the young man and the young lady didn’t know each other before they spoke, and it was the young lady who took the initiative to talk to the young man. It can be seen that there is a big gap between the facts and the imagination.

“My father and I are friends with each other, and he told me about it when he called you back.

“I thought my father was doing the right thing.

“But who knows that my father will die because of this?

“So, please take your sorrow by the way, don’t use imagination to replace facts, and don’t use the future to punish the present.

“You should pay more attention to the present.

“Otherwise, what’s the point of Old Lady Pei calling you back?”

Pei Yan lowered his eyes.

The long eyelashes are like a small fan, leaving a shadow on the eyelids.

Hui Kong looked at it, uttered a noisy Buddhist horn, and changed the subject: “The donor said that he would like to use the Tibetan scripture pavilion of Zhaoming Temple. This temple is deeply honored. I don’t know which Tibetan scriptures the donor is interested in? Lao Naping’s daily recitation. “Diamond Sutra,” I don’t know what experience the donor has?”

Pei Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and then coldly interrupted Hui Kong’s words: “The Heart Sutra.”

Huikong didn’t react for a while: “What?”

“I said “Heart Sutra”.” Pei Yan still looked at the original place and said, “You ask me what I like, and I said I like “Heart Sutra”.”

Huikong let out a long sigh of relief.

Pei Yan is willing to talk to him.

Since Pei’s grandfather passed away, Pei Yan no longer communicates with others, and what he says is also a bit of slaughter like a golden horse, which makes people around him uncomfortable not to say, and there are many reports that are not good for Pei’s family. Rumors.

This is what Master Huikong, who has a close personal relationship with Old Madam Pei, doesn’t want to see.

“You have the ability to never forget since you were a child. The Heart Sutra is just a hundred words short, and you must be familiar with it…” Hui Kong was talking to Pei Yan, thinking of the corner of his mouth that just turned up. I couldn’t help looking at him, and I saw that the woman who was standing next to Wu Dao Song had disappeared, leaving only the second son Li Jun of Li Mansion standing there alone.

The young scholar behind him was still arguing, but his expression was dazed, as if he had been abandoned.

This is probably another story.

Huikong retracted her mind and continued to talk about the “Heart Sutra” with Pei Yan, hoping to open Pei Yan’s heart knot in this way.

Yu Tang was taken away by Ma Xiuniang.

Ma Xiuniang was afraid that Yu Tang would be in trouble when she heard the group of people making noises. She ran over in three steps and two steps, and hurriedly said to Li Jun, “Sorry, my sister and I separated.” Forced Yu Tang to leave Wu Daosong.

Yu Tang lowered his foot and raised his foot until he started to climb the mountain road leading to Xibi Spring.

She couldn’t wait to rush home immediately, tell Chen’s discovery of her own, and find out why Lin’s two generations wanted her to be her daughter-in-law.

But Ma Xiuniang managed to come out with Zhang Hui, she couldn’t just ignore others.