Spring Forest Evening

Shen Fu, who was following the little monk leading the way, turned his head by chance, and saw Chen Feng behind him with a dazed look on his face, so he didn't pay much attention to it at first, but after turning his head back several times, he saw the boy frowning for a while, and frowning for a while. With a silly smile on his face, he looked like he was wandering in the sky without knowing what he was thinking, and his feet were almost tripped by a bump on the ground, so he couldn't help but remind him: "Look at the road!"

Pausing for a while, he felt that this kid must be thinking about the vegetarian food in this temple, so he added: "Look back... remember to buy some vegetarian stuffed buns and take them back to the mother and the others."

Chen Feng, who recovered from his words, grinned, well, no matter how long the prince and Miss Biao have to wait, there is still time to ask for a lottery before buying buns!

Afterwards, he walked through a promenade that climbed up the stairs, and then walked through a passage with towering ancient trees on both sides. Seeing a rather imposing three-story building at the end, the little monk leading the way stopped in his tracks. , turned around and performed a Buddhist ceremony toward Shen Fu, saying that the Sutra Pavilion has arrived.

Shen Fu then turned around and told Chen Feng: "Follow the little master to the vegetarian restaurant, buy some stuffed buns for the mothers and the others, and buy two boxes of six-petal lotus cakes."

This is to send myself away in advance so that I don't get in the way. Thinking of the delicious buns, and thinking of the two lots that I planned to ask for just now, Chen Feng immediately agreed happily, and then followed Shen Fu briskly in Shen Fu's slightly suspicious eyes. The little monk left.

Seeing that the figures of the two disappeared at the end of the passage, Shen Fu just brushed off his robes, and then looked around a few times. Fortunately, there were no people at the moment. It was still early, and there were not many people who came to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion to read books so early. .

However, Ah Heng came here to read books for several days in a row?From childhood to adulthood, I have never seen her read a book, admire a painting, or pick up a pen to write.And Uncle, actually read the book with Ah Heng?Zhou's family was born as a general, and there are quite a few people who wield knives and guns on weekdays. His family even built a small martial arts arena for this purpose, but except for children who go to school, has there ever been even a single scholar?

As for the two of them coming to the Cangjing Pavilion to read books, that is not too outrageous. After all, although the Zhou Mansion is large, it is still a bit difficult to find a book that is serious except for account books and genealogy. , can't go to the Daxiangguo Temple, which is half as large as the Hanlin Academy, with a rich collection of books.

Anyway, when you come here, offering incense, praying, eating fast and reciting Buddha, no one cares what you do, let alone laugh at you.

Thinking of this, Shen Fu was a little curious about what kind of books the father and daughter of the Zhou family wanted to read. Hearing what Zhou Siwen meant, this was not the first time they came here, and it was really... the first time that they were so persistent and studious.

After entering the building, Shen Fu learned that Zhou's father and daughter were still in the Zhenji Pavilion on the third floor, which was not open to ordinary believers. Just go up and find someone, and then walk upstairs slowly with a half-curious, half-skeptical attitude.

The higher the stairs, the quieter it became. When we got to the third floor, Shen Fu stood at the stairs and looked around, but there was no one in sight among the rows of bookshelves.

I listened again, but fortunately, there seemed to be some small voices inside, and I walked away lightly, and finally stood in front of a bookshelf not far from the window. The outside was full of emerald green, and I heard a man A woman, an old man, and a child whisper:

"Father, what does this word read?"

"Say 'duo', twice."

"What do you mean?"

"Uh, look at its radicals, it should be a kind of metal, probably a kind of weapon, my father is a literati, so I don't understand those things."

…Shen Fu, who was listening silently behind the bookshelf, didn't know how to describe his mood. Alas, I can only say that I really don't think it's worth it for this rare book pavilion!

Thanks to Zhang Tiancheng, a great talent who was famous all over the capital, and later became a monk here, he was named Qingkong, and several later emperors also favored Daxiangguo Temple, so the Sutra Pavilion has its present Size and weight.

And because it is a Buddhist temple, it is said that it is also the last wish of Master Jingkong. The first floor of the Sutra Pavilion is open to everyone, as long as the hands are clean and the books are not damaged when reading.

But the rare book pavilion on the third floor is different. Given that there are quite a lot of ancient books collected in it, not to mention that ordinary people will not easily let them in. Even if they come, most of them are talented scholars and great scholars who really want to come here to learn How could I have thought that now I would hear such conversations that are comparable to children's enlightenment, it is simply, it is a hidden gem!

However, it is quite in line with the level of the Zhou family's father and daughter on weekdays. However, what Shen Fu finds especially unbearable is that his cousin uncle has the nerve to call himself a literati in front of his daughter!

Not to mention that the children of the Zhou family practice martial arts a lot, but Uncle Tang himself has inherited the title of Earl of Ningyuan, which has been passed down from his ancestors for three generations. I was mixed with an official of the fifth or sixth rank in the household department, and the official was considered a civil official, but it had nothing to do with a literati.

Shen Fu looked around again, although it was quiet all around, but who knows if there is anyone behind those rows of bookshelves reading silently and listening to it?Uncle and Ah Heng talked like this, as long as anyone with a sharp ear can only listen to a few words, if it spreads, my face will not be so bright, and it will only add to the jokes.

Thinking of this, Shen Fu coughed lightly, and walked out from behind the bookshelf.

And the father and daughter who were sitting at the table by the window and reading a book raised their heads in unison upon hearing the sound.

Rao just saw it a few days ago, but at that time on the rockery pavilion, Shen Fu was so patronizing and angry that he didn't even notice what color dress Zhou Heng was wearing at that time. The tree outside the window was full of shade, and the morning sun shone in from outside, so that the fine fluff on her jade-like face could be clearly seen, and the pearl earrings on her earlobe were still trembling slightly in the sun...

Shen Fu's face became inexplicably hot, and he couldn't help coughing lightly, and said to the father and daughter who were looking up at him with a smile, "Uh, it was the fourth cousin who told me that my uncle and cousin are here. Read here."

After finishing speaking, I couldn't help feeling annoyed again: I clearly wrote a message to the Zhou Mansion in advance, but these two people came here to read Lao Shizi's book in this Tibetan scripture pavilion regardless!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look down at the book Zhou Heng was holding in his hand, hey, the pages spread out don't look like children's literacy books.

That's right, most of the collections in this Pavilion of Rare Books are classics, and it is famous for having a large number of history books of previous dynasties... Can't tell, thinking of this, Shen Fu looked at the owner of the white jade finger on the book with some doubts, Listening to it just now, Ah Heng couldn't even read all the characters, and had to rely on his uncle to guide him. Why did he suddenly become interested in these "esoteric" books?

Unexpectedly, Zhou Heng was also looking at him, a pair of black and white almond eyes glistening in the sun, even more dazzling than the pearls in the ears.

Shen Fu felt that his ears were getting hot, and he quickly looked away, and he also moved a few steps awkwardly, not knowing what to say next.

Fortunately, Zhou Yan, who was on the opposite side, made a sound to save the scene in time, and said with a smile: "Is it? Not bad, the fourth child has completed this task well!"