Jia Baoyu is undoubtedly a rebellious young man. For example, his views on career and economics, loyal ministers and good generals, and men are superior to women are obviously difficult for most people in the world to accept.

To be honest, if the emperor had not given a marriage, although he would have resisted this marriage, he might not have been rejected as fully as he is now, but this supreme and unchangeable authoritative certification has completely inspired the rebellion in his heart.

Gene.

As we all know, rebellion is often associated with resistance, but when it is specifically reflected in Baoyu, the resistance caused by rebellion will weaken into negative confrontation and self-deprecation in most cases.

On the night of August 15th, he went to listen to Fang Guan'er singing Sifan, and to come to the temple to express his feelings to "Miaoyu", which belonged to the category of passive confrontation.

At present, his attitude towards Xue Baochai is undoubtedly giving up on himself.

If it were normal, Xiren would probably persuade him, but he just lie in a hurry, but he was worried that Jia Baoyu would chase him to testify in person and expose his "unintentional mistakes". After hesitation, he would be completely

Missed the opportunity to explain.

Of course, it is most likely that it will be difficult to explain clearly if Jia Baoyu really wants to catch up.

"So too."

So Xiren put aside this matter and pointed to the rising incense and sighed: "Master Miaoyu just moved out of Rongguo Mansion, not... Why is this like burning incense and worshiping?"

"this……"

Jia Baoyu looked back at the San Xiang, shook his head and said, "I have asked people to search all the nunners in the capital but I didn't find Miaoyu. I thought she was not comparable to ordinary people, and maybe she could hear it in this way."

He paused, shook his head and said, "In fact, it's better if he can't hear it. She must have been tired of us and specially found a good place to practice. If my nonsense is passed, it will stain her ears.

”

After hearing that Jia Baoyu highly praised Miaoyu and even felt ashamed of himself, Xiren was disliked three points. Thinking about the fact that this fake nun was actually driven away by himself and Miss Bao, the dislike increased to seven points.

So he couldn't help but question: "How did you know that she was practicing cultivation elsewhere? Maybe she couldn't stay in the capital, so she simply went back to her hometown in Jiangnan to return to secular life!"

"No way!"

Jia Baoyu shook his head like a rattle: "How could she swear to her master to achieve success in the capital?"

Speaking of this, suddenly his eyes lit up and said, "By the way! She has experienced a disaster here, but she may have realized her enlightenment and become a Buddha!"

After thinking about it, I felt that the Buddha didn’t seem very good-looking, so I quickly changed my words: “No, I’ve become a Bodhisattva!”

Seeing his confident look, Xiren wanted to speak a few times but stopped talking to him, and urged him: "You won't go to apologize to Miss Bao, right? It's not good to hide here all the time.

, otherwise the old lady will make trouble again if she can’t find anyone.”

Jia Baoyu thought about it, so he prepared to go back to the front yard with Xiren.

Before leaving, I suddenly remembered something again, so I quickly turned back to the three incense pieces, solemnly bowed to the Miaoyu Bodhisattva in my heart, and then followed Xiren.

And at the same time.

In the Muni courtyard outside the west gate, Miaoyu, who had just sent off the group of nuns, was dispersing her legs in an indecent posture, and was struggling to stay here as a "meat Bodhisattva".

Not to mention this for now.

But Jia Baoyu arrived at the front yard and glanced around with guilt. Seeing that Xue Baochai was talking and laughing with Shi Xiangyun, it seemed that she was not affected by what had happened just now, she breathed a little relieved.

Then he deliberately circled around and hid to the other side of the old lady.

"You monkey went there again to make trouble?"

Jia Mu saw him at a glance and immediately waved and smiled: "Liu Laolao told two new stories just now, I'm thinking about you for sure..."

Halfway through, I suddenly saw a chaos outside the courtyard gate.

The old lady stopped and looked at Mrs. Wang beside her. Mrs. Wang hurriedly sent Caixia Caiyun to ask, but later she said that it was a fire in the front yard stable. Fortunately, the discovery was timely and had just been put out.

It was heard that it was a fire, and Jia Mu even chanted Amitabha a few times, and the focus of everyone's discussion also shifted to this.

Baoyu was attracted by the fresh story, so he stepped forward and gently shoved Liu Laolao, urging: "I'm not here just now. What story did grandma tell? Can you tell me again?"

Seeing that this rich young man was bullied by him, Liu Laolao stood up from the stool in panic, and was pressed back by Jia Baoyu. She had to smile and said, "It's just that we countrymen are talking nonsense. If you want to listen, I will go back."

Let me tell you."

Unexpectedly, Jia Mu stopped drinking: "As soon as she said the allusion of smoking firewood, she started to catch fire. I dare not say this story again. He insisted on listening to it. You can tell another one, and let's listen to it again."

Although Jia Baoyu was not happy, how dare Liu Laolao not listen?

Another article was compiled: "There is an old lady in the east of our village. She is in her 90s this year. She eats vegetarian food and chants Buddha every day. Unexpectedly, she moved Guanyin Bodhisattva and came to dream at night and said, "You are so devout,"

You should have lost your last name, but now you have been accused of the Jade Emperor and give you a grandson.'”

"It turns out that this old lady has only one son, and she only has one son. She finally raised her until she died at the age of seventeen or eighteen. She seemed to be crying. She finally raised another one. She was only thirteen or fourteen years old this year, and she gave birth to snow.

He is just like a group and very smart, which shows that there are these gods and Buddhas."

This statement was true to the thoughts of Mu Jia and Mrs. Wang, and even Mrs. Wang listened to it.

Jiao Shun heard it, but couldn't help laughing secretly. Liu Laolao's words were obviously targeted, and she was afraid that those who firmly believe in gods and Buddhas would be willing to believe it.

Anyway, after Lin Daiyu and a few straightforward girls heard this story, they became more and more despised when they looked at Liu Laolao's eyes.

However, they had no good feelings for this Liu Laolao.

They are all well-educated and well-educated ladies. When they first saw this vulgar and unwilling country woman, they pretended to be stupid and cautious in front of others, and they were inevitably a little repulsive and disliked.

After all, they have never seen any suffering in the world. Although they do not judge people by their appearance, they are still difficult to understand the hardships and helplessness behind pretending to be crazy and stupid.

On this point, Jia Baoyu showed more sympathy, his standard Yan Gou, but he never showed disgust towards Liu Laolao.

But everyone was going to go to Xichunyuan to stroll around.

But because I was delayed in the Yangcui Temple for a while, I was not far from noon when I came out.

So Wang Xifeng suggested going to the main hall of Grand View Garden for dinner, and it would not be too late to go shopping after resting.

However, Jia Mu did not want to mobilize all the troops, so she simply took Liu Laolao back to her yard, and the rest of Mrs. Wang and Xiaoze were separated for the time being.

…………

Not to mention others.

It was said that Wang Xifeng had lunch with her in the old lady's yard. After the old lady went to bed, she personally settled down with Grandma Liu, so she was able to go home and have a rest.

She put down the curtains and covered the fox fur and fell asleep for a while. Suddenly she felt someone walking around in the room. She lifted her eyelids and looked at her. However, Ping'er was standing in front of the dressing table with her back facing her, as if she was fiddling with something.

thing.

"Little hoof is not open!"

Wang Xifeng scolded angrily: "You came here to make trouble just after I fell asleep. If you are not energetic in the afternoon, can you set rules for me in front of the old lady and the wife?!"

Ping'er turned around and smiled when she heard this, "Grandma, don't worry, you will be happy later."

After hearing this, Wang Xifeng half-supported her body and asked in confusion: "What are you fiddling with?"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a crisp sound, like the sound of metal hitting a stone. Then the dressing table emitted light, with uneven projections projecting on both sides of the walls, slightly rippling

Swinging.

"What the hell is it?"

Wang Xifeng became more and more curious, so she simply sat up, stood up with her naked jade feet and embroidered shoes. She had just walked forward two steps and Ping'er stepped aside at the right time. Only then did she see clearly that there was a place on the dressing table.

An oil lamp with a strange shape.

The so-called strange shape means that the entire seal of the lamp body is not transparent; the second is that the original common lid has been replaced with something similar to a bronze pagoda, and the tower is covered with transparent glass.

ball.

The hazy light and shadow reflected on the wall are radiating from this glass ball.

"What is this?"

Wang Xifeng approached suspiciously and found a mini swing in the glass ball. A little girl was sitting on it and swinging slowly. The black spots mixed in the light and shadow were blown up by the heat.

Fine cotton wool.

After reading it, Wang Xifeng couldn't help but ask, "What the hell is this?"

"By the way!"

Ping'er seemed to remember something at this time, so she hurriedly came up and twisted the "back" of the pagoda for more than ten times. As soon as she let go, she heard the crisp music of dingdongdongdong and dongdong sounded from the pagoda.

At the same time, the floating tiny cotton wool was first blown to the top of the glass ball by the sudden strengthening hot wind, and then fell down one after another, and then gathered on the inner wall of the glass ball again.

The little girl's movements were much bigger, and she was rippling like a pendulum on the swing. The corners of her skirt were raised, and with the crisp and pleasant music, she seemed to be able to hear her cheerful laughter.

Wang Xifeng looked at it for a while before turning to Ping'er again: "Where does this thing come from?"

Ping'er covered her mouth and smiled: "It was my grandma who asked me for it in person."

"I asked for it? When will I..."

Wang Xifeng was puzzled at first, but then she thought of the generous gift Jiao Shun agreed to. When her eyes turned to the glass ball, the originally five or six points of joy suddenly rose to twelve points, and she spat with a full red light: "He can think about it if he can do it."

There are so many weird things!”

She looked up and down, and when the music stopped, she twisted about ten rounds of clockwork herself.

After repeated recurrence, Wang Xifeng suddenly turned to Ping'er and asked, "You said, if you take this thing out and sell it, how much is the right amount to sell?"

Ping'er was stunned and then said speechlessly: "Grandma is so easy to ask for, really willing to sell it out?"
To be continued...