Chang’an’s First Beauty

Right now, in the evening, the candlelight shone brightly and darkly on her face, just like Lu Yan's ups and downs of heartbeat.

Lu Yan didn't think about it, the girl he raised had to worry about the incense money.

He lowered his head and counted the landscape paintings on the table. There were twenty whole pictures, and his eyes were suddenly dark.It was only three days before they returned to the capital. With so many paintings, he roughly guessed that she should not be idle as soon as she came back.

Shen Zhen saw that he was holding his paintings in his hands, and he said quickly: "Can the lord help me sell these?"

Lu Yan's expression is slightly condensed, he admits that her paintings are very good. Each of these landscape paintings is not out of the ordinary. Most of the paintings are the scenery along the way when they went to Yangzhou. Through her hands, there are fogs in the mountains and forests. There are springs in the sky and the sky is full of color, all things are alive.

But in this world, there are a few people who really understand Fengya, and most of them are just vassals.

Take the so-called everyone in the capital, for example, where their pens and inks are worth thousands of dollars, but as long as there are nobles to promote, someone in the middle of Beijing will take the lead.

Everyone is rushing, the picture is just a sign of the painting.

Even if her pens and inks can still sell some money, but want to use the money to sell paintings to ask Master Shen Shen to recite the scriptures, this is a fool's dream.The three girls from the Houyang Temple in Yunyang went out to salute the Buddha. The Buddhist temple can close the temple for her, but the times have changed and there is no heavy gold to support it.

Of course, Lu Yan will not talk to her.

"You need money, why don't I tell you differently?" He frowned, his voice slightly heavy.

Don't look at the man's appearance as always cold, but from the heart, he still hopes that Shen Zhen can rely on him. Some things he still can't give, but some, he will not treat her badly.

However, Shen Zhen's ideas always run counter to his.

In her view, she has hands and feet. In addition to selling paintings, she can also make incense. No matter how, she never thinks of reaching out to him for money.

So at this moment, Shen Sanqiu's eyes are full of resistance.

Lu Yan rubbed her hair, collected her paintings, and then said: "I have prepared your incense money for you."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Zhen panicked and stumbled: "No, no."

Lu Yan looked down at her, her thin lips slightly pursed, and the momentum that could not hold her beak rose again.

"Adult, this money is different from others. This is the money I prayed to A Niang." Shen Zhen took his hand. "They all say that sincerity is the spirit. I will not be at ease if I use the money of the adults in vain. "

Lu Yandao: "Do you know how much these paintings can sell?"

"I can count as much as I can sell." When Yunyang Houfu had an accident, Shen Zhen didn't know how much he had sold. If it wasn't for her, she wouldn't paint twenty in one go.

Lu Yan looked down at her little hand blackened by ink, pinched her face, and disgusted: "Okay, come back to the house with me to wash my hands."

"Master, take a rest first." Shen Zhen smiled, "I still want to draw a picture."

Having said that, she turned back to the table, wrote a pen, and dipped it in ink.

Lu Yanpi stared at her with a smile for a long while, and seeing that she was too late, he walked over, held her neck with one hand, and quenched the ice with a voice: "I said, you are listening Are you missing?"

Shen Zhen was caught by fate's back neck and immediately put down the brush in his hand.

Back at Lanyue Pavilion, Shen Zhen quickly took a shower and lay down beside him.Lu Yan was about to fall asleep, but was awakened by her turning motion.

He reached over and found that the little girl was curling up, "Your month is coming?"

Shen Zhen snapped "um".

"When did you come?"

Shen Zhen didn't think much, and said the truth: "It's noon today."

Lu Yan sneered: "Shen Zhen, you are self-reliant." She was always weak in her monthly affairs, and she stood in the study room to paint for a day. Who doesn't hurt her?

Shen Zhen was stiffened by his training back and did not dare to speak out.

But a moment later, the man's warm palm covered her lower abdomen.

"Adult." Shen Zhen looked back at him.

Lu Yan pulled her head back and whispered: "On these 20 frames, you dare to write again tomorrow, and I will collect all the stationery in the study."

"I know." Shen Zhen yelled.

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The fact that Shen Zhen sold paintings and collected incense money already shocked Lu Yan. Who knows that the next day, in the morning, there was another thunderbolt.

Shen Zhen even estimated a case of jadeite he bought for her in Yangzhou, estimated the situation, and set up an account. The six hundred peninsula was converted into seven hundred and twenty pennies by her hand.

Lu Yan stared at the box of jewelry and jade in front of him, and the account in his hand, even smirking.

Are you saying she is stupid?

But she is more clear than anyone.

A person who doesn't have a heart is usually able to get up and down in a single breath.

Lu Yan was choking on his throat, his eyebrows jumped suddenly on both sides of his temples, and for a moment, it seemed to hear a tinnitus.

He endured the urge to scold her, got up, and went out of Chengyuan expressionlessly. By the way, ignoring her charming Didi, he stooped into the carriage,

Before entering the Jingzhao Mansion, Lu Yan piled these paintings into Yang Zong's hands.

Yang Zong wondered: "Master, this is..."

Lu Yan raised his lips, a bit self-deprecating, "Take these back in the study room of Guo Gongfu, put them away, and don't let people see them."

Lu Yan stepped up the stone steps and knocked on the drum at any time.He is the one with nowhere to appeal.

——

As soon as the time flickered, it was the seventh day of March.

Lu Yan originally planned to accompany Shen Zhen to Daxingshan Temple, but what happened to Jingzhao House suddenly happened.

On that day, early in the morning, someone came to drum.

The Blue Gate Inn in Anshanfang, Nanshi, died a family of six overnight. The death was miserable. After the head was cut off, they were all hung on the beams of the house. The elderly and children were not spared.

However, there was no shortage of money in the house, and there was no trace of rape on the young woman.

If you don't make money, don't make good things, most of them are the Qiu family.

After such a tragic incident, Zheng Jingzhao suffered a head illness and was at home, and Sun Shaoyin went out to handle the case.If Lu Yan does not go again, Jingzhao Mansion will be gone even if he is sitting in the hall.

Without a solution, Lu Yan could only send another credible driver to Shen Zhen.

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When the carriage turned around the street corner, we saw Daxingshan Temple, not far away, with yellow walls and gray tiles.Next to Daxingshan Temple, there is an ancient pagoda-Long Ye Pagoda.

The Longye Tower is nine stories high, with octagonal layers and tower doors.

Standing under the eaves, people can hear the wind chime ringing with the wind, which is not only pleasant to hear, but also adds a sense of sacredness here.

The seventh day of March is not a special day. There are not many pilgrims and some are deserted.However, if you change today to the eighth day of the Buddha's birthday in April, as soon as you enter the door, you will be overwhelmed by the crowds.

After all, it's not just the people of Chang'an who are here to burn incense. There are Yangzhou, Jingzhou, and Luoyang nearby, as well as the Western Region, Goguryeo, and the Wa Kingdom.

Shen Zhen and Tang Yue entered the Daxingshan Temple, and under the guidance of the wise monk, they entered the main hall.

The temple is enshrined with three golden bodies, the “Three Sages of Huayan”. In the middle is the Buddha of Vyulana, also known as the Buddha of Bodhisattva. On the left is the Bodhisattva Manjusri, and on the right is the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva. bell.(1)

After one by one, Shen Zhen stopped in front of the Buddha statue of Manjusri.

Manjusri Bodhisattva was regarded as the embodiment of supreme wisdom and great compassion. He was named after pursuing all sentient beings and eliminating sin. Shen Zhen slowly knelt on the futon, closed his eyes, and meditated for a while with his hands together.

After shaking his head and shaking his head, the Zhikeng monk walked over with a merit book.Shen Zhen was inconvenient to write down his name, so he only wrote the incense he wanted to donate.

Sixty.This is the money Lu Yan gave her last night.

Shen Zhen knew clearly that his paintings were not everyone's works, let alone twenty, even if he added twenty more, he couldn't sell the price.

But she looked very ugly at the man's complexion, so it was hard to refuse.

Shen Zhen sighed quietly, adding another debt.

The Zhike monk took it with a smile, and then said: "Yuan Shen Master still has a "King of Kings" puja that is not over yet, and asks the girl to follow me to the guest room and wait."

Shen Zhen entered the guest room, and the Zhike monk closed the door and walked out.

At this time, a female pilgrim passed by, and she looked up inside.

The Zhike monk stopped her, "The donor, without the permission of the abbot, here is not allowed to enter."

The female pilgrim grabbed the merit book in his hand, looked up and down, and said, "Sixty consecutive incense, can Master Yuanshen recite the Scriptures to solve the puzzle?"

Confucian monk smiled and said: "The donor, the Buddhists pay attention to cause and effect, and cause and effect reincarnation, it is impossible that these things outside can decide."

The female pilgrim caught a cold offense and said a crime.

After the female pilgrim left, the little shami who was sweeping in front of the room door moved step by step to the gate of the Zhike monk and said, "Really 60 merits?"

Zhike Seng took a picture of his bare head. "How much money is merit."

The wise monk glanced down at the thin merits in his hand and said: Sixty points, it is not enough to add a zero.

Shen Zhen met Master Yuanshen in the partial temple.

A thousand-handed Guanyin is enshrined in the partial hall, and the dazzling golden body of five hundred Arhats. With just a glance, the awe of the god rises.

Before leaving, Shen Zhen glanced back at the lush green mountains behind him, the gurgling water, and the plaques hanging high in Daci'en Temple, remembering the voice of Master Fang Caiyuan Shen, my heart was inexplicably calm...

She put on the curtain again and stepped on the carriage.

The carriage moved slowly, and the wind bell under the eaves of the pagoda gradually disappeared.

At four o'clock in the evening, Tang Yue helped Shen Zhen off the carriage, "Girl beware of her feet."

At this time, none of them noticed that there was another person standing on the corner of the alley of Chengyuan...