The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and it is like this in autumn nights, with a hint of coolness and a little lonely smell. The cry of insects in summer disappears, as if they are dormant, and winter is not far away.

Mu Ming returned with a lantern and holding Mrs. Zhang. Mr. Zhang also came back, but he was sitting alone on a stone bench under the ginkgo tree at the door. He smiled and watched the mother and son return and appeared in sight, as if waiting.

"What's wrong? Did my son see that girl?" Mr. Zhang asked directly, not seeming to care about anything.

Mu Ming said: "I saw it, it's different from ordinary people!"

Mr. Zhang muttered in his heart, "My son is not stupid!"

"Don't underestimate others. What a noble person is the character of the soul, and it has nothing to do with whether the body is incomplete or not!" Mr. Zhang put on his face and warned sternly.

Mrs. Zhang stopped obeying and said, "You will show off your power. Could it be that you are scolded by Your Majesty and vent your anger on your son?"

Mr. Zhang immediately laughed, "It's nothing, I'm telling my son to be upright!"

"Okay, I haven't been ignorant for more than ten years. What are you talking about now? Don't interfere with your son's affairs!" Mrs. Zhang spoke, leaving Mr. Zhang speechless, but Mu Ming smiled. Seeing this, the couple shook their heads. The child really forgot that he had been almost abandoned by the two of them before.

"I can't help but my mother. Tomorrow, whether I like it or not, I have to follow my wishes. There are some things that I don't have to force me!" Mrs. Zhang silently silenced her son's head with some pity!

"Mom, what are you saying? I don't understand it very much!" Mu Ming was a little confused. At this time, the parents seemed a little apologized in their words!

"It's nothing, it's getting late, so go to bed tomorrow! By the way, my father has been promoted. The court has transferred me from the eighth-rank county master to the fifth-rank chief clerk of the Ministry of Revenue!" Mr. Zhang seemed to remember something, and then said proudly.

But Mu Ming didn't know the official position, so he said, "Is it very big?"

Looking at Mu Ming's curious eyes, Mr. Zhang was about to nod, but Mrs. Zhang said, "Tomorrow, the biggest official is the first rank. Your father's grade is just for people to do odd jobs. He is older than the county master of sesame and mung beans, but it is almost the same as our housekeeper!"

Mr. Zhang's mouth twitched, but he did not refute, and said, "Madam is really merciless. You don't know how many people in this official position are jealous!"

Mrs. Zhang looked at Mr. Zhang and said, "Because of jealousy, you must be cautious. Those big families are not vegetarians, especially the current Ministry of Revenue, which is in charge of the cultivation resources of those who practice Taoism. If something goes wrong, our family will have to lose their heads!"

Mu Ming saw his father's serious expression and said, "I don't know what my wife said. The previous chief clerk was framed and framed and was chopped off his head. But probably his hands were not clean, but don't worry, my wife, I'm clean and I'm just trying to be safe. There's nothing else, so I can't help but attack!"

"I'm afraid that some people will do anything!" Mrs. Zhang was still worried. She had missed life here before, but now she thought that it was peaceful in Long County. The couple there were local emperors. Although life was a little lighter, they were very comfortable.

"Madam, don't worry. Those monks will not participate in these rights struggles, otherwise they will be exterminated!" Zhang Laoer also said again, comforting his wife.

Mrs. Zhang Zhan Yan, "Yes, you were driven out of that remote area back then, and you didn't see any mistakes. Now you don't have to be afraid. It seems that you are really old, and the older you get, the more you are afraid of death!"

The elder was just sighing in his heart. It was true that this was not because he was afraid of death, but because he was worried too much!

Mr. Zhang hurriedly supported his wife and said, "Madam is not old, I am still young, and you and I am at the right time!"

Mrs. Zhang gave Mr. Zhang a blank look, but there was joy in her eyes.

Seeing this, Mu Ming yawned, "The boy is going to sleep first!"

The couple met and smiled. After Mu Ming left, Mr. Zhang said: "It seems that our incompetent brother Shi Fang has taught him a lot..."

"I will talk nonsense, and my younger brother and children are also arranged. Let's say that my son is sixteen, and you are all married at that time!" Mrs. Zhang patted her husband's heart and muttered.

Mu Ming returned to the courtyard and delivered the packaged vegetarian dishes in his hand to the monk's house. The monk was meditating, and there were candles burning in the house, making the monk look like a wooden stake.

"I've eaten, your body should have a lot of appetite!" Mu Ming opened the package and spread it out one by one. The monk wanted to refuse, but his eyes lit up after seeing it.

"It seems that Mrs. Li's family is also a family of worshipping Buddha. These nine dishes are very suitable, and each dish has its origin." The monk looked at the dishes and said again: "When I was young, I wandered around the stones and passed by some treasure temples to make vegetarian food. There were only a few vegetarian dishes!"

The monk stood up and looked at him. Mu Ming seemed to see the monk's Adam's apple moving, so he couldn't help but say, "Old monk, you have broken the precept!"

The monk said, "No matter what, I survived again, and seemed to have realized something. Let everything go with the flow. It's okay if the desires of this body are so hard to help. I have been chanting Buddha's name in my previous life, but I never thought of planting disasters. I should just integrate into the world in the next life. By the way, if there are some meat dishes in the house tomorrow, I will also send some. The young master's words, "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart is kept in my mind." I think what I said makes sense. It seems that the little donor has a better understanding of the world than me!"

"Eat quickly, it's just a little cold!" Mu Ming smiled. He said this for some reason. He always felt that someone had said it, but he didn't know who it was.

The monk was not polite, so he picked up the chopsticks and feasted. If Mu Ming had known that the monk had eaten pasta before, he would have thought that the monk hadn't eaten it for several days.

The wooden name did not leave much. When I returned to my study, there were a few ancient books on the bookshelf. The wooden name couldn't help but open it and read it.

About an hour later, the candle became dimmed, Mu Ming yawned, with a little mist in his eyes, and then he stopped. However, the light was not turned off, and it seemed that Mu Ming liked the existence of a faint light, for some reason.

Mrs. Zhang and Mr. Zhang also knew this habit, so sometimes they didn’t care about the candlelight in the middle of the night when they saw Mu Ming’s house, and let Mu Ming do it.

As he gradually fell into his dream, the wooden name seemed to see a mirror appearing from a distance. This time, the wooden name seemed to see clearly. There was a totem in the center of the mirror, which seemed to be outlined by a small wild beast, but when he walked in and looked closely, he could not see anything.

As the sky gradually became bright, Mu Ming stood up, but his brows were frowning, as if he had discovered something he dreamed of yesterday, but he couldn't remember it, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

There were only two maids in the mansion, which were left by Mrs. Li before. At this time, the maid was fetching water to wash Mu Ming.

"Young Master, didn't you sleep well last night?" The maid spoke, and when she saw Mu Ming not saying a word, she thought something was wrong.

Mu Ming shook his head, said nothing, but just took a towel and wiped his face.

The maid looked at the young master silently, as if taciturn, but she had no temper and was a little different from the young masters in other families.

At this time, there was a noise outside the house, which was a sound of the door being pressed. It should not be his own family. Mu Ming looked at the maid, and the maid was also confused. However, after receiving Mu Ming nodding, the door opened, but then exclaimed "Miss"!

The maid was a little surprised, but said to Mu Ming: "Miss Li is here!"

Mu Ming was surprised. Mu Ming didn't know anyone else, and I thought there was only Miss Li Qin from the Li Mansion, so I hurried to greet him.

Li Qin appeared outside the house, but she had no intention of coming in. Mu Ming said, "Xiao Lu, take the lady to the study room, I'll make two cups of tea!"

The maid named Xiaolu was about to agree, but it felt something was wrong. Shouldn't this young master lead the lady to study and the maid go to make tea? Why did it happen?

However, at this time Li Qin had turned around and walked forward, so the maid had to follow him.

Mu Ming also went out, but went to the kitchen where the old monk cooked water early, and the monk was also cooking tea. The monk didn't know where to come out of a teahouse, then threw the tea leaves in and baked them slowly. The kitchen was filled with the fragrance of tea.

"In the future, I will leave it to the monk to cook for free. I have good skills over the years, but I have to practice the craftsmanship slowly!" The monk laughed, regardless of Mu Ming's surprise, and asked directly: "When I heard something, was it the guest coming? The kettle has not boiled yet, but you can try this tea. I am a good monk. You can try it too. I guess I only have it in my entire imperial capital!"

Mu Ming was curious, so the monk poured two bowls of tea for Mu Ming himself, "The last time he served tea to someone was five years ago, it seemed like a different life!"

Mu Ming thanked him and said, "Monk, you have transformed too quickly, right?"

The old monk smiled and said, "There are all kinds of sentient beings, and I am also sentient beings. I will not be the monk who chanted scriptures and ringed bells in the past in the world!"

The name of the wood feels reasonable, but the monk suddenly said, "But there is broken silver, I want to buy something..."

He felt embarrassed, Mu Ming took out a gold bar from the cuff and threw it to him, saying, "I didn't bring the broken silver, I'll give it to you if it's not enough!"

The monk raised his eyebrows, but did not refuse. He weighed it himself, and bit his mouth with his teeth. After finding the mark on it, he smiled and said, "Thank you, you are really my lucky star!"

Mu Ming looked at this scene with great weirdness, as if the monk's original image as a Taoist monk was gradually collapsed. Mu Ming couldn't help but remember that Yang Lao Wu was like this after he threw a piece of silver to Yang Lao Wu.
Chapter completed!