"There were so many people in there just now, so I can't deny Sister Yan's face and neglect Sister Zhuo." Lin Feng came with a smile and spoke softly, like the spring breeze and spring water, which can almost make people drunk to the core.
Hua Zhuo snorted secretly in his heart. She didn't believe the inexplicable kindness. Lin Feng was so close to her. Hua Yan's undisguised hostility was not as reassuring as Hua Yan's undisguised hostility. She turned around with a smile on her face and said to her. Lin Feng took a brief moment and said: "It's windy outside, and Cousin Feng is very thin, so she'd better go back and warm herself up. If she catches the wind and cold, my sister will definitely feel uneasy."
Hua Zhuo nodded slightly and said, "I have two suitcases in my car."
Recalling Qiqiao and Baxiu, Jinxiu led them to Baoxia. However, it was not the previous one, but on the other side of the health care hall, slightly behind, next to the wisteria flower wall. They are connected into one, and the eaves and corners of the roof are all covered with wisteria, so Hua Zhuo never noticed that there was a Baoxia here before.
It's not a Buddhist temple, it's better than a Buddhist temple. The ancestors really had deep intentions.
Recalling Qiqiao and Baxiu, Jinxiu led them to Baoxia. However, it was not the previous one, but on the other side of the health care hall, slightly behind, next to the wisteria flower wall. They are connected into one, and the eaves and corners of the roof are all covered with wisteria, so Hua Zhuo never noticed that there was a Baoxia here before.
While Hua Zhuo was sizing her up, the girl stepped forward to greet him, and she looked very respectful.
Lin Feng Bingxue was smart and heard the thorn in her words, so she couldn't help but chuckle and said: "Sister Yan is used to being pampered at home. She has always been a bit petty. It's not a big deal. After my ancestor's birthday, I'm here Hold a banquet in Jingtian Pavilion and be a peacemaker. You sisters can talk about it and they will naturally reconcile."
"Sister Jinxiu, is the person who inscribed the plaque a monk?"
Hua Zhuo smiled back and said: "As for Cousin Feng, I am new here. We are two different people, so it is normal for me not to go together with my sisters. After a while, everyone will become familiar with each other, and we will naturally be able to have fun together." Go everywhere."
Hua Zhuo smiled back and said: "As for Cousin Feng, I am new here. We are two different people, so it is normal for me not to go together with my sisters. After a while, everyone will become familiar with each other, and we will naturally be able to have fun together." Go everywhere."
Hua Zhuo nodded slightly and said, "I have two suitcases in my car."
Lin Feng Bingxue was smart and heard the thorn in her words, so she couldn't help but chuckle and said: "Sister Yan is used to being pampered at home. She has always been a bit petty. It's not a big deal. After my ancestor's birthday, I'm here Hold a banquet in Jingtian Pavilion and be a peacemaker. You sisters can talk about it and they will naturally reconcile."
Sujuan made tea and said, "Lunch time is coming soon. Just now, our ancestors sent a message to invite the eighth young lady to have a meal at the Yangshen Hall."
There was a thorn in her words, not for Lin Feng to hear, but for Jin Xiu to hear. She had just arrived, and there were two worlds in the world. As the legitimate daughter of Rongchang Hall, the Sixth Miss Hua Yan should show her loyalty as a landlord and ignore the sisters who came from far away. She also took the initiative to invite other sisters to isolate themselves. What's the point of her
Jinxiu introduced Baoxia in a leisurely manner. Hua Zhuo noticed that there was a horizontal plaque hanging on the beam of Baoxia, which read: Wisteria Little Residence, but the inscription below was the word "Foqin". The handwriting is simple and natural, with a subtle air of otherworldliness, and a bit of Buddhist meaning.
It is a very grand layout. There are not too many expensive furnishings in the room. The most eye-catching thing is the red sandalwood screen. The four screens form a large screen. On it is a picture of the Buddha teaching the Dharma. The Buddha is holding flowers and saying nothing, looking calm and content. All the disciples in the audience were puzzled, except the Venerable Kasyapa who smiled and remained silent.
With that said, he turned around to leave, but heard Lin Feng's soft voice again behind him.
But she was a little angry in her heart. She was a daughter who had not left the palace. What did her ancestors mean by letting her live in the Buddhist hall? Do you want her to lead her practice, or do you want to use the power of Buddha to resolve her resentment? Could it be that we really want her to go to the town house
"This was my ancestor's favorite room. Except for occasionally taking a nap here, no one is allowed in. Even Miss Sixth made troubles and wanted to stay for a few nights, but my ancestor didn't agree."
Hua Zhuo took a look and saw that this girl looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her appearance was pretty pretty and her clothes were in the same Jinxiu style, but the hairband on her hair was one level lower. She was obviously a second-class girl.
Hua Yan's hostility towards her was inexplicable, and she would not be polite and directly made a secret complaint to her ancestors. Ever since Hua Zhuo decided to enter the capital, she was not ready to swallow her anger. In her last life, she was able to swallow her anger. No matter what the outcome, she might as well straighten her back. Of course, it is not advisable to confront the tough. She has not planned to die together, so she should soften when she should. It's soft, she wants to get back the truth that she deserves.
After Hua Zhuo became Du Ruhui's teacher, he worked hard to practice calligraphy. Although he has not yet reached the state of proficiency in calligraphy, his appreciation of calligraphy has been tempered.
Sujuan made tea and said, "Lunch time is coming soon. Just now, our ancestors sent a message to invite the eighth young lady to have a meal at the Yangshen Hall."
"As time goes by, you will know people's hearts."
It turned out that it was just to show off. Hua Zhuo lost his anger a little, hesitated, and stepped into the Wisteria Residence. He saw that everything inside was all old things. Although the color was not bright, the material was all made of red sandalwood. There were paintings and calligraphy on the walls. They are all extraordinary. If you look closely, you will see that they are all works by famous artists of all ages. The window lattice and floor were cleanly cleaned, and several girls from Rongchang Hall were delivering bedding to the inner room. When they saw Hua Zhuo and Jin Xiu, they all knelt down and saluted.
Lin Feng Bingxue was smart and heard the thorn in her words, so she couldn't help but chuckle and said: "Sister Yan is used to being pampered at home. She has always been a bit petty. It's not a big deal. After my ancestor's birthday, I'm here Hold a banquet in Jingtian Pavilion and be a peacemaker. You sisters can talk about it and they will naturally reconcile."
"Sujuan has met the eighth lady."
Jinxiu nodded to the leading girl and said, "She is Sujuan and she is in charge of Ziteng Xiaoju. If Miss Eight needs anything, just ask her."
Hua Zhuo nodded slightly and said, "I have two suitcases in my car."
There was a thorn in her words, not for Lin Feng to hear, but for Jin Xiu to hear. She had just arrived, and there were two worlds in the world. As the legitimate daughter of Rongchang Hall, the Sixth Miss Hua Yan should show her loyalty as a landlord and ignore the sisters who came from far away. She also took the initiative to invite other sisters to isolate themselves. What's the point of her
Naturally, Hua Zhuo didn't know where Jingtian Pavilion was, but Grandma Liu told her not to get too close to Lin Feng, but she remembered it in her heart, so she just smiled faintly and said, "I'm afraid I'll have gone back by then. Cousin Feng is so kind, and Hua Zhuo accepts it heartily."
"Sujuan will go and get it herself."
There was a thorn in her words, not for Lin Feng to hear, but for Jin Xiu to hear. She had just arrived, and there were two worlds in the world. As the legitimate daughter of Rongchang Hall, the Sixth Miss Hua Yan should show her loyalty as a landlord and ignore the sisters who came from far away. She also took the initiative to invite other sisters to isolate themselves. What's the point of her
"Sujuan will go and get it herself."
"This was my ancestor's favorite room. Except for occasionally taking a nap here, no one is allowed in. Even Miss Sixth made troubles and wanted to stay for a few nights, but my ancestor didn't agree."
With that said, he turned around to leave, but heard Lin Feng's soft voice again behind him.
Hua Zhuo snorted secretly in his heart. She didn't believe the inexplicable kindness. Lin Feng was so close to her. Hua Yan's undisguised hostility was not as reassuring as Hua Yan's undisguised hostility. She turned around with a smile on her face and said to her. Lin Feng took a brief moment and said: "It's windy outside, and Cousin Feng is very thin, so she'd better go back and warm herself up. If she catches the wind and cold, my sister will definitely feel uneasy."
Lin Feng Bingxue was smart and heard the thorn in her words, so she couldn't help but chuckle and said: "Sister Yan is used to being pampered at home. She has always been a bit petty. It's not a big deal. After my ancestor's birthday, I'm here Hold a banquet in Jingtian Pavilion and be a peacemaker. You sisters can talk about it and they will naturally reconcile."
"Sister Zhuo is too wary. My own relatives, why bother coming here? Don't say that our ancestors won't harm you. Even I am sincerely interested in you."
After Hua Zhuo became Du Ruhui's teacher, he worked hard to practice calligraphy. Although he has not yet reached the state of proficiency in calligraphy, his appreciation of calligraphy has been tempered.
But she was a little angry in her heart. She was a daughter who had not left the palace. What did her ancestors mean by letting her live in the Buddhist hall? Do you want her to lead her practice, or do you want to use the power of Buddha to resolve her resentment? Could it be that we really want her to go to the town house
Hua Zhuo snorted secretly in his heart. She didn't believe the inexplicable kindness. Lin Feng was so close to her. Hua Yan's undisguised hostility was not as reassuring as Hua Yan's undisguised hostility. She turned around with a smile on her face and said to her. Lin Feng took a brief moment and said: "It's windy outside, and Cousin Feng is very thin, so she'd better go back and warm herself up. If she catches the wind and cold, my sister will definitely feel uneasy."
Sujuan made tea and said, "Lunch time is coming soon. Just now, our ancestors sent a message to invite the eighth young lady to have a meal at the Yangshen Hall."
With that said, he turned around to leave, but heard Lin Feng's soft voice again behind him.
"Eighth Miss has good eyesight." Jinxiu glanced at her in surprise, "Of all the ladies in the church, only Eighth Miss could tell the real story at a glance. When the old man was still alive, he built this building and specially invited Tan from Foguang Temple. The two characters "Foqin" inscribed by Master Zong are the names created by Master Tan Zong himself."
Hua Zhuo smiled back and said: "As for Cousin Feng, I am new here. We are two different people, so it is normal for me not to go together with my sisters. After a while, everyone will become familiar with each other, and we will naturally be able to have fun together." Go everywhere."
Hua Zhuo smiled back and said: "As for Cousin Feng, I am new here. We are two different people, so it is normal for me not to go together with my sisters. After a while, everyone will become familiar with each other, and we will naturally be able to have fun together." Go everywhere."
"Eighth Miss has good eyesight." Jinxiu glanced at her in surprise, "Of all the ladies in the church, only Eighth Miss could tell the real story at a glance. When the old man was still alive, he built this building and specially invited Tan from Foguang Temple. The two characters "Foqin" inscribed by Master Zong are the names created by Master Tan Zong himself."
Jinxiu nodded to the leading girl and said, "She is Sujuan and she is in charge of Ziteng Xiaoju. If Miss Eight needs anything, just ask her."
"As time goes by, you will know people's hearts."
Hua Zhuo nodded slightly and said, "I have two suitcases in my car."
Hua Zhuo smiled back and said: "As for Cousin Feng, I am new here. We are two different people, so it is normal for me not to go together with my sisters. After a while, everyone will become familiar with each other, and we will naturally be able to have fun together." Go everywhere."
It is a very grand layout. There are not too many expensive furnishings in the room. The most eye-catching thing is the red sandalwood screen. The four screens form a large screen. On it is a picture of the Buddha teaching the Dharma. The Buddha is holding flowers and saying nothing, looking calm and content. All the disciples in the audience were puzzled, except the Venerable Kasyapa who smiled and remained silent.
"Sujuan will go and get it herself."
After Hua Zhuo became Du Ruhui's teacher, he worked hard to practice calligraphy. Although he has not yet reached the state of proficiency in calligraphy, his appreciation of calligraphy has been tempered.
"As time goes by, you will know people's hearts."
Lin Feng saw that she was refusing to accept her, so he didn't force her. He still spoke softly, fidgeted with her clothes, and turned around to go back to the health care hall.
"Sujuan has met the eighth lady."
"Sujuan has met the eighth lady."
After Hua Zhuo became Du Ruhui's teacher, he worked hard to practice calligraphy. Although he has not yet reached the state of proficiency in calligraphy, his appreciation of calligraphy has been tempered.
Hua Zhuo raised his eyebrows, stopped immediately, and said, "Then this should be a Buddhist temple. How could I dare to move in if I am so virtuous and capable?"
Naturally, Hua Zhuo didn't know where Jingtian Pavilion was, but Grandma Liu told her not to get too close to Lin Feng, but she remembered it in her heart, so she just smiled faintly and said, "I'm afraid I'll have gone back by then. Cousin Feng is so kind, and Hua Zhuo accepts it heartily."
Recalling Qiqiao and Baxiu, Jinxiu led them to Baoxia. However, it was not the previous one, but on the other side of the health care hall, slightly behind, next to the wisteria flower wall. They are connected into one, and the eaves and corners of the roof are all covered with wisteria, so Hua Zhuo never noticed that there was a Baoxia here before.
Naturally, Hua Zhuo didn't know where Jingtian Pavilion was, but Grandma Liu told her not to get too close to Lin Feng, but she remembered it in her heart, so she just smiled faintly and said, "I'm afraid I'll have gone back by then. Cousin Feng is so kind, and Hua Zhuo accepts it heartily."
There was a thorn in her words, not for Lin Feng to hear, but for Jin Xiu to hear. She had just arrived, and there were two worlds in the world. As the legitimate daughter of Rongchang Hall, the Sixth Miss Hua Yan should show her loyalty as a landlord and ignore the sisters who came from far away. She also took the initiative to invite other sisters to isolate themselves. What's the point of her
"This was my ancestor's favorite room. Except for occasionally taking a nap here, no one is allowed in. Even Miss Sixth made troubles and wanted to stay for a few nights, but my ancestor didn't agree."
Jinxiu was slightly startled, secretly thinking that the Eighth Miss was so perceptive, and quickly explained: "The Eighth Miss has misunderstood, Wisteria Villa is not a Buddhist temple, but the old man was fond of Buddhism in his later years, and often invited people from outside the country to discuss the scriptures, so The purpose of inviting Master Tanzong to inscribe a plaque was to express the old man’s devotion to Buddha. Later, the old man passed away and the place became empty. Except for the ancestors who occasionally came to stay for a few days, no one came here anymore. "
Lin Feng Bingxue was smart and heard the thorn in her words, so she couldn't help but chuckle and said: "Sister Yan is used to being pampered at home. She has always been a bit petty. It's not a big deal. After my ancestor's birthday, I'm here Hold a banquet in Jingtian Pavilion and be a peacemaker. You sisters can talk about it and they will naturally reconcile."
Jinxiu introduced Baoxia in a leisurely manner. Hua Zhuo noticed that there was a horizontal plaque hanging on the beam of Baoxia, which read: Wisteria Little Residence, but the inscription below was the word "Foqin". The handwriting is simple and natural, with a subtle air of otherworldliness, and a bit of Buddhist meaning.
Hua Zhuo smiled back and said: "As for Cousin Feng, I am new here. We are two different people, so it is normal for me not to go together with my sisters. After a while, everyone will become familiar with each other, and we will naturally be able to have fun together." Go everywhere."
Hua Zhuo raised his eyebrows, stopped immediately, and said, "Then this should be a Buddhist temple. How could I dare to move in if I am so virtuous and capable?"
"This was my ancestor's favorite room. Except for occasionally taking a nap here, no one is allowed in. Even Miss Sixth made troubles and wanted to stay for a few nights, but my ancestor didn't agree."
But she was a little angry in her heart. She was a daughter who had not left the palace. What did her ancestors mean by letting her live in the Buddhist hall? Do you want her to lead her practice, or do you want to use the power of Buddha to resolve her resentment? Could it be that we really want her to go to the town house
Jinxiu nodded to the leading girl and said, "She is Sujuan and she is in charge of Ziteng Xiaoju. If Miss Eight needs anything, just ask her."
"Sujuan will go and get it herself."
"Sister Jinxiu, is the person who inscribed the plaque a monk?"
Hua Yan's hostility towards her was inexplicable, and she would not be polite and directly made a secret complaint to her ancestors. Ever since Hua Zhuo decided to enter the capital, she was not ready to swallow her anger. In her last life, she was able to swallow her anger. No matter what the outcome, she might as well straighten her back. Of course, it is not advisable to confront the tough. She has not planned to die together, so she should soften when she should. It's soft, she wants to get back the truth that she deserves.
It turned out that it was just to show off. Hua Zhuo lost his anger a little, hesitated, and stepped into the Wisteria Residence. He saw that everything inside was all old things. Although the color was not bright, the material was all made of red sandalwood. There were paintings and calligraphy on the walls. They are all extraordinary. If you look closely, you will see that they are all works by famous artists of all ages. The window lattice and floor were cleanly cleaned, and several girls from Rongchang Hall were delivering bedding to the inner room. When they saw Hua Zhuo and Jin Xiu, they all knelt down and saluted.
Hua Zhuo nodded slightly and said, "I have two suitcases in my car."
After Hua Zhuo became Du Ruhui's teacher, he worked hard to practice calligraphy. Although he has not yet reached the state of proficiency in calligraphy, his appreciation of calligraphy has been tempered.
But she was a little angry in her heart. She was a daughter who had not left the palace. What did her ancestors mean by letting her live in the Buddhist hall? Do you want her to lead her practice, or do you want to use the power of Buddha to resolve her resentment? Could it be that we really want her to go to the town house
"Sister Zhuo is too wary. My own relatives, why bother coming here? Don't say that our ancestors won't harm you. Even I am sincerely interested in you."
"There were so many people in there just now, so I can't deny Sister Yan's face and neglect Sister Zhuo." Lin Feng came with a smile and spoke softly, like the spring breeze and spring water, which can almost make people drunk to the core.
"Oh? They all live in Rongchang Hall?"
Hua Zhuo smiled back and said: "As for Cousin Feng, I am new here. We are two different people, so it is normal for me not to go together with my sisters. After a while, everyone will become familiar with each other, and we will naturally be able to have fun together." Go everywhere."
But she was a little angry in her heart. She was a daughter who had not left the palace. What did her ancestors mean by letting her live in the Buddhist hall? Do you want her to lead her practice, or do you want to use the power of Buddha to resolve her resentment? Could it be that we really want her to go to the town house
"Eighth Miss has good eyesight." Jinxiu glanced at her in surprise, "Of all the ladies in the church, only Eighth Miss could tell the real story at a glance. When the old man was still alive, he built this building and specially invited Tan from Foguang Temple. The two characters "Foqin" inscribed by Master Zong are the names created by Master Tan Zong himself."
"Are all the sisters here?" Hua Zhuo took a sip of tea and asked casually, looking around the room that had just been tidied up.
Sujuan was obviously smart. She walked up to Qiqiao and Baxiu and said with a smile: "I wonder which sister is willing to go with me."
But she was a little angry in her heart. She was a daughter who had not left the palace. What did her ancestors mean by letting her live in the Buddhist hall? Do you want her to lead her practice, or do you want to use the power of Buddha to resolve her resentment? Could it be that we really want her to go to the town house
While Hua Zhuo was sizing her up, the girl stepped forward to greet him, and she looked very respectful.
Hua Zhuo raised his eyebrows, stopped immediately, and said, "Then this should be a Buddhist temple. How could I dare to move in if I am so virtuous and capable?"
Hua Zhuo raised his eyebrows, stopped immediately, and said, "Then this should be a Buddhist temple. How could I dare to move in if I am so virtuous and capable?"
Hua Zhuo took a look and saw that this girl looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her appearance was pretty pretty and her clothes were in the same Jinxiu style, but the hairband on her hair was one level lower. She was obviously a second-class girl.
Hua Zhuo raised his eyebrows, stopped immediately, and said, "Then this should be a Buddhist temple. How could I dare to move in if I am so virtuous and capable?"
Jinxiu was slightly startled, secretly thinking that the Eighth Miss was so perceptive, and quickly explained: "The Eighth Miss has misunderstood, Wisteria Villa is not a Buddhist temple, but the old man was fond of Buddhism in his later years, and often invited people from outside the country to discuss the scriptures, so The purpose of inviting Master Tanzong to inscribe a plaque was to express the old man’s devotion to Buddha. Later, the old man passed away and the place became empty. Except for the ancestors who occasionally came to stay for a few days, no one came here anymore. "
"As time goes by, you will know people's hearts."
After working for a long time, Nanny Liu also came over and helped decorate it. Soon Hua Zhuo's boudoir was decorated. Just as she was about to sit down and rest for a while, Hua Zhuo sent someone to call Nanny Liu.
"Are all the sisters here?" Hua Zhuo took a sip of tea and asked casually, looking around the room that had just been tidied up.
But she was a little angry in her heart. She was a daughter who had not left the palace. What did her ancestors mean by letting her live in the Buddhist hall? Do you want her to lead her practice, or do you want to use the power of Buddha to resolve her resentment? Could it be that we really want her to go to the town house
"This was my ancestor's favorite room. Except for occasionally taking a nap here, no one is allowed in. Even Miss Sixth made troubles and wanted to stay for a few nights, but my ancestor didn't agree."
While Hua Zhuo was sizing her up, the girl stepped forward to greet him, and she looked very respectful.
"Sister Jinxiu, is the person who inscribed the plaque a monk?"
Jinxiu was slightly startled, secretly thinking that the Eighth Miss was so perceptive, and quickly explained: "The Eighth Miss has misunderstood, Wisteria Villa is not a Buddhist temple, but the old man was fond of Buddhism in his later years, and often invited people from outside the country to discuss the scriptures, so The purpose of inviting Master Tanzong to inscribe a plaque was to express the old man’s devotion to Buddha. Later, the old man passed away and the place became empty. Except for the ancestors who occasionally came to stay for a few days, no one came here anymore. "
Jinxiu was slightly startled, secretly thinking that the Eighth Miss was so perceptive, and quickly explained: "The Eighth Miss has misunderstood, Wisteria Villa is not a Buddhist temple, but the old man was fond of Buddhism in his later years, and often invited people from outside the country to discuss the scriptures, so The purpose of inviting Master Tanzong to inscribe a plaque was to express the old man’s devotion to Buddha. Later, the old man passed away and the place became empty. Except for the ancestors who occasionally came to stay for a few days, no one came here anymore. "
Jinxiu introduced Baoxia in a leisurely manner. Hua Zhuo noticed that there was a horizontal plaque hanging on the beam of Baoxia, which read: Wisteria Little Residence, but the inscription below was the word "Foqin". The handwriting is simple and natural, with a subtle air of otherworldliness, and a bit of Buddhist meaning.
There was a thorn in her words, not for Lin Feng to hear, but for Jin Xiu to hear. She had just arrived, and there were two worlds in the world. As the legitimate daughter of Rongchang Hall, the Sixth Miss Hua Yan should show her loyalty as a landlord and ignore the sisters who came from far away. She also took the initiative to invite other sisters to isolate themselves. What's the point of her
There was a thorn in her words, not for Lin Feng to hear, but for Jin Xiu to hear. She had just arrived, and there were two worlds in the world. As the legitimate daughter of Rongchang Hall, the Sixth Miss Hua Yan should show her loyalty as a landlord and ignore the sisters who came from far away. She also took the initiative to invite other sisters to isolate themselves. What's the point of her
It is a very grand layout. There are not too many expensive furnishings in the room. The most eye-catching thing is the red sandalwood screen. The four screens form a large screen. On it is a picture of the Buddha teaching the Dharma. The Buddha is holding flowers and saying nothing, looking calm and content. All the disciples in the audience were puzzled, except the Venerable Kasyapa who smiled and remained silent.
"Eighth Miss has good eyesight." Jinxiu glanced at her in surprise, "Of all the ladies in the church, only Eighth Miss could tell the real story at a glance. When the old man was still alive, he built this building and specially invited Tan from Foguang Temple. The two characters "Foqin" inscribed by Master Zong are the names created by Master Tan Zong himself."
"This was my ancestor's favorite room. Except for occasionally taking a nap here, no one is allowed in. Even Miss Sixth made troubles and wanted to stay for a few nights, but my ancestor didn't agree."
Hua Zhuo snorted secretly in his heart. She didn't believe the inexplicable kindness. Lin Feng was so close to her. Hua Yan's undisguised hostility was not as reassuring as Hua Yan's undisguised hostility. She turned around with a smile on her face and said to her. Lin Feng took a brief moment and said: "It's windy outside, and Cousin Feng is very thin, so she'd better go back and warm herself up. If she catches the wind and cold, my sister will definitely feel uneasy."
"Oh? They all live in Rongchang Hall?"
It turned out that it was just to show off. Hua Zhuo lost his anger a little, hesitated, and stepped into the Wisteria Residence. He saw that everything inside was all old things. Although the color was not bright, the material was all made of red sandalwood. There were paintings and calligraphy on the walls. They are all extraordinary. If you look closely, you will see that they are all works by famous artists of all ages. The window lattice and floor were cleanly cleaned, and several girls from Rongchang Hall were delivering bedding to the inner room. When they saw Hua Zhuo and Jin Xiu, they all knelt down and saluted.
Hua Zhuo raised his eyebrows, stopped immediately, and said, "Then this should be a Buddhist temple. How could I dare to move in if I am so virtuous and capable?"
"As time goes by, you will know people's hearts."
Hua Zhuo snorted secretly in his heart. She didn't believe the inexplicable kindness. Lin Feng was so close to her. Hua Yan's undisguised hostility was not as reassuring as Hua Yan's undisguised hostility. She turned around with a smile on her face and said to her. Lin Feng took a brief moment and said: "It's windy outside, and Cousin Feng is very thin, so she'd better go back and warm herself up. If she catches the wind and cold, my sister will definitely feel uneasy."
Jinxiu introduced Baoxia in a leisurely manner. Hua Zhuo noticed that there was a horizontal plaque hanging on the beam of Baoxia, which read: Wisteria Little Residence, but the inscription below was the word "Foqin". The handwriting is simple and natural, with a subtle air of otherworldliness, and a bit of Buddhist meaning.
Jinxiu was slightly startled, secretly thinking that the Eighth Miss was so perceptive, and quickly explained: "The Eighth Miss has misunderstood, Wisteria Villa is not a Buddhist temple, but the old man was fond of Buddhism in his later years, and often invited people from outside the country to discuss the scriptures, so The purpose of inviting Master Tanzong to inscribe a plaque was to express the old man’s devotion to Buddha. Later, the old man passed away and the place became empty. Except for the ancestors who occasionally came to stay for a few days, no one came here anymore. "
"There were so many people in there just now, so I can't deny Sister Yan's face and neglect Sister Zhuo." Lin Feng came with a smile and spoke softly, like the spring breeze and spring water, which can almost make people drunk to the core.
After Hua Zhuo became Du Ruhui's teacher, he worked hard to practice calligraphy. Although he has not yet reached the state of proficiency in calligraphy, his appreciation of calligraphy has been tempered.
Lin Feng saw that she was refusing to accept her, so he didn't force her. He still spoke softly, fidgeted with her clothes, and turned around to go back to the health care hall.
Jinxiu nodded to the leading girl and said, "She is Sujuan and she is in charge of Ziteng Xiaoju. If Miss Eight needs anything, just ask her."
"Sujuan has met the eighth lady."
"There were so many people in there just now, so I can't deny Sister Yan's face and neglect Sister Zhuo." Lin Feng came with a smile and spoke softly, like the spring breeze and spring water, which can almost make people drunk to the core.
There was a thorn in her words, not for Lin Feng to hear, but for Jin Xiu to hear. She had just arrived, and there were two worlds in the world. As the legitimate daughter of Rongchang Hall, the Sixth Miss Hua Yan should show her loyalty as a landlord and ignore the sisters who came from far away. She also took the initiative to invite other sisters to isolate themselves. What's the point of her
It is a very grand layout. There are not too many expensive furnishings in the room. The most eye-catching thing is the red sandalwood screen. The four screens form a large screen. On it is a picture of the Buddha teaching the Dharma. The Buddha is holding flowers and saying nothing, looking calm and content. All the disciples in the audience were puzzled, except the Venerable Kasyapa who smiled and remained silent.
Jinxiu nodded to the leading girl and said, "She is Sujuan and she is in charge of Ziteng Xiaoju. If Miss Eight needs anything, just ask her."
Hua Zhuo took a look and saw that this girl looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her appearance was pretty pretty and her clothes were in the same Jinxiu style, but the hairband on her hair was one level lower. She was obviously a second-class girl.
Hua Zhuo took a look and saw that this girl looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her appearance was pretty pretty and her clothes were in the same Jinxiu style, but the hairband on her hair was one level lower. She was obviously a second-class girl.
It is a very grand layout. There are not too many expensive furnishings in the room. The most eye-catching thing is the red sandalwood screen. The four screens form a large screen. On it is a picture of the Buddha teaching the Dharma. The Buddha is holding flowers and saying nothing, looking calm and content. All the disciples in the audience were puzzled, except the Venerable Kasyapa who smiled and remained silent.
It turned out that it was just to show off. Hua Zhuo lost his anger a little, hesitated, and stepped into the Wisteria Residence. He saw that everything inside was all old things. Although the color was not bright, the material was all made of red sandalwood. There were paintings and calligraphy on the walls. They are all extraordinary. If you look closely, you will see that they are all works by famous artists of all ages. The window lattice and floor were cleanly cleaned, and several girls from Rongchang Hall were delivering bedding to the inner room. When they saw Hua Zhuo and Jin Xiu, they all knelt down and saluted.
Hua Zhuo nodded slightly and said, "I have two suitcases in my car."
Hua Zhuo raised his eyebrows, stopped immediately, and said, "Then this should be a Buddhist temple. How could I dare to move in if I am so virtuous and capable?"
Jinxiu was slightly startled, secretly thinking that the Eighth Miss was so perceptive, and quickly explained: "The Eighth Miss has misunderstood, Wisteria Villa is not a Buddhist temple, but the old man was fond of Buddhism in his later years, and often invited people from outside the country to discuss the scriptures, so The purpose of inviting Master Tanzong to inscribe a plaque was to express the old man’s devotion to Buddha. Later, the old man passed away and the place became empty. Except for the ancestors who occasionally came to stay for a few days, no one came here anymore. "
Hua Zhuo snorted secretly in his heart. She didn't believe the inexplicable kindness. Lin Feng was so close to her. Hua Yan's undisguised hostility was not as reassuring as Hua Yan's undisguised hostility. She turned around with a smile on her face and said to her. Lin Feng took a brief moment and said: "It's windy outside, and Cousin Feng is very thin, so she'd better go back and warm herself up. If she catches the wind and cold, my sister will definitely feel uneasy."
"Are all the sisters here?" Hua Zhuo took a sip of tea and asked casually, looking around the room that had just been tidied up.
"Sujuan has met the eighth lady."
With that said, he turned around to leave, but heard Lin Feng's soft voice again behind him.
Hua Zhuo took a look and saw that this girl looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her appearance was pretty pretty and her clothes were in the same Jinxiu style, but the hairband on her hair was one level lower. She was obviously a second-class girl.
After Hua Zhuo became Du Ruhui's teacher, he worked hard to practice calligraphy. Although he has not yet reached the state of proficiency in calligraphy, his appreciation of calligraphy has been tempered.
"Sujuan will go and get it herself."
"I'll go." Baxiu volunteered.
It is a very grand layout. There are not too many expensive furnishings in the room. The most eye-catching thing is the red sandalwood screen. The four screens form a large screen. On it is a picture of the Buddha teaching the Dharma. The Buddha is holding flowers and saying nothing, looking calm and content. All the disciples in the audience were puzzled, except the Venerable Kasyapa who smiled and remained silent.
"I'll go." Baxiu volunteered.
But she was a little angry in her heart. She was a daughter who had not left the palace. What did her ancestors mean by letting her live in the Buddhist hall? Do you want her to lead her practice, or do you want to use the power of Buddha to resolve her resentment? Could it be that we really want her to go to the town house
While Hua Zhuo was sizing her up, the girl stepped forward to greet him, and she looked very respectful.
Hua Zhuo raised his eyebrows, stopped immediately, and said, "Then this should be a Buddhist temple. How could I dare to move in if I am so virtuous and capable?"
Hua Zhuo nodded slightly and said, "I have two suitcases in my car."
"As time goes by, you will know people's hearts."
Hua Zhuo nodded slightly and said, "I have two suitcases in my car."
Sujuan was obviously smart. She walked up to Qiqiao and Baxiu and said with a smile: "I wonder which sister is willing to go with me."
Jinxiu was slightly startled, secretly thinking that the Eighth Miss was so perceptive, and quickly explained: "The Eighth Miss has misunderstood, Wisteria Villa is not a Buddhist temple, but the old man was fond of Buddhism in his later years, and often invited people from outside the country to discuss the scriptures, so The purpose of inviting Master Tanzong to inscribe a plaque was to express the old man’s devotion to Buddha. Later, the old man passed away and the place became empty. Except for the ancestors who occasionally came to stay for a few days, no one came here anymore. "
"Oh? They all live in Rongchang Hall?"
Sujuan made tea and said, "Lunch time is coming soon. Just now, our ancestors sent a message to invite the eighth young lady to have a meal at the Yangshen Hall."
It's not a Buddhist temple, it's better than a Buddhist temple. The ancestors really had deep intentions.
"Are all the sisters here?" Hua Zhuo took a sip of tea and asked casually, looking around the room that had just been tidied up.
"Sujuan will go and get it herself."
Hua Zhuo raised his eyebrows, stopped immediately, and said, "Then this should be a Buddhist temple. How could I dare to move in if I am so virtuous and capable?"
Hua Zhuo raised his eyebrows, stopped immediately, and said, "Then this should be a Buddhist temple. How could I dare to move in if I am so virtuous and capable?"
"Only Miss Six, Miss Lin and Miss Eight were invited. The other ladies all went back to their rooms to have dinner." Sujuan bowed her head in reply, so she didn't see it. Hua Zhuo looked at the picture of the Buddha teaching the Dharma on the screen, with a smile on his face. He showed a half-smiling look.
"I'll go." Baxiu volunteered.
Sujuan was obviously smart. She walked up to Qiqiao and Baxiu and said with a smile: "I wonder which sister is willing to go with me."
After working for a long time, Nanny Liu also came over and helped decorate it. Soon Hua Zhuo's boudoir was decorated. Just as she was about to sit down and rest for a while, Hua Zhuo sent someone to call Nanny Liu.
Naturally, Hua Zhuo didn't know where Jingtian Pavilion was, but Grandma Liu told her not to get too close to Lin Feng, but she remembered it in her heart, so she just smiled faintly and said, "I'm afraid I'll have gone back by then. Cousin Feng is so kind, and Hua Zhuo accepts it heartily."
"I'll go." Baxiu volunteered.
"As time goes by, you will know people's hearts."
"There were so many people in there just now, so I can't deny Sister Yan's face and neglect Sister Zhuo." Lin Feng came with a smile and spoke softly, like the spring breeze and spring water, which can almost make people drunk to the core.
"Are all the sisters here?" Hua Zhuo took a sip of tea and asked casually, looking around the room that had just been tidied up.
"I'll go." Baxiu volunteered.
"Are all the sisters here?" Hua Zhuo took a sip of tea and asked casually, looking around the room that had just been tidied up.
"I'll go." Baxiu volunteered.
There was a thorn in her words, not for Lin Feng to hear, but for Jin Xiu to hear. She had just arrived, and there were two worlds in the world. As the legitimate daughter of Rongchang Hall, the Sixth Miss Hua Yan should show her loyalty as a landlord and ignore the sisters who came from far away. She also took the initiative to invite other sisters to isolate themselves. What's the point of her
"Oh? They all live in Rongchang Hall?"
"I'll go." Baxiu volunteered.
After working for a long time, Nanny Liu also came over and helped decorate it. Soon Hua Zhuo's boudoir was decorated. Just as she was about to sit down and rest for a while, Hua Zhuo sent someone to call Nanny Liu.
"Sujuan will go and get it herself."
Hua Zhuo smiled back and said: "As for Cousin Feng, I am new here. We are two different people, so it is normal for me not to go together with my sisters. After a while, everyone will become familiar with each other, and we will naturally be able to have fun together." Go everywhere."
Hua Zhuo raised his eyebrows, stopped immediately, and said, "Then this should be a Buddhist temple. How could I dare to move in if I am so virtuous and capable?"
"Oh? They all live in Rongchang Hall?"
With that said, he turned around to leave, but heard Lin Feng's soft voice again behind him.
Recalling Qiqiao and Baxiu, Jinxiu led them to Baoxia. However, it was not the previous one, but on the other side of the health care hall, slightly behind, next to the wisteria flower wall. They are connected into one, and the eaves and corners of the roof are all covered with wisteria, so Hua Zhuo never noticed that there was a Baoxia here before.
Sujuan made tea and said, "Lunch time is coming soon. Just now, our ancestors sent a message to invite the eighth young lady to have a meal at the Yangshen Hall."
Hua Zhuo raised his eyebrows, stopped immediately, and said, "Then this should be a Buddhist temple. How could I dare to move in if I am so virtuous and capable?"
"Oh? They all live in Rongchang Hall?"
"Are all the sisters here?" Hua Zhuo took a sip of tea and asked casually, looking around the room that had just been tidied up.
Sujuan was obviously smart. She walked up to Qiqiao and Baxiu and said with a smile: "I wonder which sister is willing to go with me."
"Sujuan will go and get it herself."
Lin Feng saw that she was refusing to accept her, so he didn't force her. He still spoke softly, fidgeted with her clothes, and turned around to go back to the health care hall.
"Only Miss Six, Miss Lin and Miss Eight were invited. The other ladies all went back to their rooms to have dinner." Sujuan bowed her head in reply, so she didn't see it. Hua Zhuo looked at the picture of the Buddha teaching the Dharma on the screen, with a smile on his face. He showed a half-smiling look.
"Sujuan will go and get it herself."
It turned out that it was just to show off. Hua Zhuo lost his anger a little, hesitated, and stepped into the Wisteria Residence. He saw that everything inside was all old things. Although the color was not bright, the material was all made of red sandalwood. There were paintings and calligraphy on the walls. They are all extraordinary. If you look closely, you will see that they are all works by famous artists of all ages. The window lattice and floor were cleanly cleaned, and several girls from Rongchang Hall were delivering bedding to the inner room. When they saw Hua Zhuo and Jin Xiu, they all knelt down and saluted.
After Hua Zhuo became Du Ruhui's teacher, he worked hard to practice calligraphy. Although he has not yet reached the state of proficiency in calligraphy, his appreciation of calligraphy has been tempered.
"Eighth Miss has good eyesight." Jinxiu glanced at her in surprise, "Of all the ladies in the church, only Eighth Miss could tell the real story at a glance. When the old man was still alive, he built this building and specially invited Tan from Foguang Temple. The two characters "Foqin" inscribed by Master Zong are the names created by Master Tan Zong himself."
It is a very grand layout. There are not too many expensive furnishings in the room. The most eye-catching thing is the red sandalwood screen. The four screens form a large screen. On it is a picture of the Buddha teaching the Dharma. The Buddha is holding flowers and saying nothing, looking calm and content. All the disciples in the audience were puzzled, except the Venerable Kasyapa who smiled and remained silent.
"This was my ancestor's favorite room. Except for occasionally taking a nap here, no one is allowed in. Even Miss Sixth made troubles and wanted to stay for a few nights, but my ancestor didn't agree."
It is a very grand layout. There are not too many expensive furnishings in the room. The most eye-catching thing is the red sandalwood screen. The four screens form a large screen. On it is a picture of the Buddha teaching the Dharma. The Buddha is holding flowers and saying nothing, looking calm and content. All the disciples in the audience were puzzled, except the Venerable Kasyapa who smiled and remained silent.
"There were so many people in there just now, so I can't deny Sister Yan's face and neglect Sister Zhuo." Lin Feng came with a smile and spoke softly, like the spring breeze and spring water, which can almost make people drunk to the core.
"Sujuan has met the eighth lady."
But she was a little angry in her heart. She was a daughter who had not left the palace. What did her ancestors mean by letting her live in the Buddhist hall? Do you want her to lead her practice, or do you want to use the power of Buddha to resolve her resentment? Could it be that we really want her to go to the town house
It's not a Buddhist temple, it's better than a Buddhist temple. The ancestors really had deep intentions.
"As time goes by, you will know people's hearts."
"This was my ancestor's favorite room. Except for occasionally taking a nap here, no one is allowed in. Even Miss Sixth made troubles and wanted to stay for a few nights, but my ancestor didn't agree."
Hua Yan's hostility towards her was inexplicable, and she would not be polite and directly made a secret complaint to her ancestors. Ever since Hua Zhuo decided to enter the capital, she was not ready to swallow her anger. In her last life, she was able to swallow her anger. No matter what the outcome, she might as well straighten her back. Of course, it is not advisable to confront the tough. She has not planned to die together, so she should soften when she should. It's soft, she wants to get back the truth that she deserves.
"Sujuan will go and get it herself."
It's not a Buddhist temple, it's better than a Buddhist temple. The ancestors really had deep intentions.
"This was my ancestor's favorite room. Except for occasionally taking a nap here, no one is allowed in. Even Miss Sixth made troubles and wanted to stay for a few nights, but my ancestor didn't agree."
"This was my ancestor's favorite room. Except for occasionally taking a nap here, no one is allowed in. Even Miss Sixth made troubles and wanted to stay for a few nights, but my ancestor didn't agree."
Sujuan was obviously smart. She walked up to Qiqiao and Baxiu and said with a smile: "I wonder which sister is willing to go with me."
"Only Miss Six, Miss Lin and Miss Eight were invited. The other ladies all went back to their rooms to have dinner." Sujuan bowed her head in reply, so she didn't see it. Hua Zhuo looked at the picture of the Buddha teaching the Dharma on the screen, with a smile on his face. He showed a half-smiling look.
"Sujuan will go and get it herself."
It's not a Buddhist temple, it's better than a Buddhist temple. The ancestors really had deep intentions.
"Sujuan has met the eighth lady."
Hua Zhuo raised his eyebrows, stopped immediately, and said, "Then this should be a Buddhist temple. How could I dare to move in if I am so virtuous and capable?"
"Oh? They all live in Rongchang Hall?"
Naturally, Hua Zhuo didn't know where Jingtian Pavilion was, but Grandma Liu told her not to get too close to Lin Feng, but she remembered it in her heart, so she just smiled faintly and said, "I'm afraid I'll have gone back by then. Cousin Feng is so kind, and Hua Zhuo accepts it heartily."
While Hua Zhuo was sizing her up, the girl stepped forward to greet him, and she looked very respectful.
"I'll go." Baxiu volunteered.
"Eighth Miss has good eyesight." Jinxiu glanced at her in surprise, "Of all the ladies in the church, only Eighth Miss could tell the real story at a glance. When the old man was still alive, he built this building and specially invited Tan from Foguang Temple. The two characters "Foqin" inscribed by Master Zong are the names created by Master Tan Zong himself."
Hua Zhuo snorted secretly in his heart. She didn't believe the inexplicable kindness. Lin Feng was so close to her. Hua Yan's undisguised hostility was not as reassuring as Hua Yan's undisguised hostility. She turned around with a smile on her face and said to her. Lin Feng took a brief moment and said: "It's windy outside, and Cousin Feng is very thin, so she'd better go back and warm herself up. If she catches the wind and cold, my sister will definitely feel uneasy."
Recalling Qiqiao and Baxiu, Jinxiu led them to Baoxia. However, it was not the previous one, but on the other side of the health care hall, slightly behind, next to the wisteria flower wall. They are connected into one, and the eaves and corners of the roof are all covered with wisteria, so Hua Zhuo never noticed that there was a Baoxia here before.
"Oh? They all live in Rongchang Hall?"
"This was my ancestor's favorite room. Except for occasionally taking a nap here, no one is allowed in. Even Miss Sixth made troubles and wanted to stay for a few nights, but my ancestor didn't agree."