Chapter 416
Pilgrims
Chapter 416 Pilgrims
Zhu Qing was dozing off when she suddenly heard something moving in the room and quickly opened the door and went in.
He lit the candle and walked to the bedside. He stretched out his hand and saw that the third master was actually covered in cold sweat.
Xie Zhifei waved his hand away.
"Bring me a cup of tea."
Zhu Qing mixed some hot water into the cold tea. Xie Zhifei drank it in one go and stood back.
"It's alright, you go."
Zhu Qing quietly tucked in the quilt for the third master, closed the door and left.
A lamp like a bean.
Xie Zhifei looked at the curtain above his head and quietly recalled some things and people.
Yes.
The person my mother is staring at is Huaiyou.
From the time Zheng Huaizuo could remember, he knew that his father and mother had their own preferences. His father favored his sister, and his mother favored him.
The only difference is——
While my father was partial to his sister, he also loved him very much; while my mother was completely indifferent and indifferent to her.
He stood up for his sister.
My sister is so cute, her handwriting is so beautiful, she reads so well, and she is well-behaved in everything. Why doesn't my mother like her at all?
Why can his mother stay with him all day and night when he is sick? Why is it that when his sister is sick, the only one who stays by his bedside is his father?Aren’t they all meat that fell from one’s belly?
He even went to question his mother about this matter.
Mother didn't say anything, she just looked at him coldly and told him to get out.
Precisely because of his mother's indifference towards Huaiyou, he, as the elder brother, felt particularly sorry for his sister and took her with him wherever he went.
In fact, the brother and sister can't go anywhere, and their grandfather doesn't want to see their father, nor does he want to see them.
It is said that the reason why my grandfather did not want to see his father was because of his mother.
The Zheng family was engaged in martial arts, so the women they married were all vigorous and straightforward.My mother is the daughter of a scholar. My father took a fancy to her and insisted on marrying her back.
A more important reason: the brother and sister had a bad life, they were ghost fetuses, and the monk ordered them to defeat the Zheng family.
The scope of activities of the two brothers and sisters is limited to Haitang Courtyard. Even during holidays, they cannot leave the gate of Haitang Courtyard.
Their family of four can only spend the New Year and the holidays alone in Haitang Courtyard.
Fortunately, although grandfather didn't like their room, he was never demanding on food and clothing. They also had a lot of things in other rooms.
The only harsh thing is that there are no maids or servants to wait on you, so you have to do everything yourself.
Dad had nothing to do every day. Apart from teaching him martial arts and teaching his sister to read, he also took care of Haitang Courtyard. Mom washed clothes and occasionally sewed.
The family's life was uneventful.
Every year on July [-]th, my father would go to the temple to add money for sesame oil, and he would light two everlasting lanterns in the temple for the brother and sister.
Every day on this day, my father would go out before dawn, and my mother would wait in the yard with a bamboo chair. He and Huaiyou would wait with her.
Dad would never come back empty-handed and would bring him and Huaiyou some novelties from outside.
My mother has it too.
But my father would never show my mother's things to them. He would always give them to my mother secretly behind closed doors.
After collecting the things, my mother was cheerful for more than half a month. This was the most peaceful half month of the year in Haitang Court. Even if he and Huaiyou got into trouble, my mother would only smile at them.
Haitang Courtyard has two entrances and two exits, with a small garden at the back.
He and Huaiyou had long been tired of playing in this palm-sized place. Sometimes it was really boring, so they would pester their father to tell stories.
Dad would tell them about the victorious battles that his grandfather fought one after another; about the preparation of troops on the battlefield; about the vast Mobei, and the Qi State that could kill people...
Both he and Zhunyou listened with great interest.
Dad also talked about the Zheng family——
Talk about the ancestral home of the Zheng family in Yangzhou;
Talk about the Zhuxi Pavilion next to the old house;
Talk about the most famous Slender West Lake in Yangzhou;
Talk about the tragic situation when the Jin soldiers entered Yangzhou;
It is said that people in Yangzhou have water in their skin in the morning and water in their skin at night...
Xie Zhifei thought about it, turned over, and buried his face in the quilt. The arched back of his neck trembled slightly.
He maintained this posture for a long time, until the first cockcrow, then he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, opened the window, opened his arms, and roared into the sky:
"what--"
Outside, Zhu Qing was so frightened in his sleep that he almost jumped out of his mind and rushed into the side room quickly.Xie Zhifei turned his head and said calmly: "Go back to Beijing."
……
The road back to Beijing was windy and rainy.
By the time we arrived in the capital, it was already the early morning of August [-]th.
As soon as he entered the city gate, Xie Zhifei reined in the reins and said, "Zhu Qing, go and report that your family is safe first."
After Zhu Qing heard this, his scalp felt numb.
Ever since he met that Tang Mingyue, nothing had been normal. What worried him even more was that he didn't say anything to him and was feeling stuffy in his stomach.
"Where are you going?"
"Go do something."
"Today is fifteen."
"Don't worry, I'll definitely come back for the reunion dinner."
Zhu Qing opened her mouth, took a deep breath at the end, swallowed all the words, and only said:
"I have to come back soon."
"……it is good!"
Xie Zhifei turned the horse's head and headed west, heading straight for Shuiyue Temple.
He had already figured out Tang Mingyue's life experience, but there was one last thing he had to confirm.
More than an hour later.
Hui Rulao Ni looked at the haggard man in front of her and was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time.
"Thank you sir, are you from..."
"Going a long way."
Xie Zhifei touched the stubble on his chin and asked, "Did your nunnery record the sesame oil money donated by pilgrims?"
Hui Ru looked like she was facing a formidable enemy, "Master Xie, this, this is..."
"I won't check you, I just want to take a look."
Xie Zhifei added gently, "Of course, if Seng Lusi wants to investigate, I will ask Mr. Pei to turn a blind eye or close his eyes."
Hui Ru knew exactly what Mr. Pei did.
She nodded to Xie Zhifei: "Sir, please come with me."
The two walked to a fasting room. Huiru took out the key from her arms and opened the lock hanging on the door.
Xie Zhifei pushed the door open and found that it was a warehouse.
Huiru took out another key and opened one of the cages.
"Thank you sir, they are all here."
Boxes of books were packed to the brim.
"Help me find the booklet from the first year of Yonghe to the eighth year of Yonghe."
"Yes!"
Huiru squatted down and quickly found eight booklets.
Xie Zhifei didn't care about the thick layer of dust on the ground, sat down with his legs crossed, picked up the first book, and flipped through the pages.
Turn to the last page, nothing.
Immediately, he picked up the booklet of the second year of Yonghe and flipped through a few pages. Suddenly, his eyes paused and fell on a line of small words:
On July 200th, pilgrim Zheng Huantang donated [-] taels of silver.
After glancing at it, he quickly opened the third book: on July 200th, pilgrim Zheng Huantang donated [-] taels of silver.
The third book;
fourth book;
fifth book...
After finishing the last book, he paused his finger at the bottom of the line, "Master, do you have any impression of this person?"
"Zheng Huantang? I remember this man came to the nunnery every July 200th to light a lantern for a couple of children and donate [-] taels of silver."
"Why do you remember so clearly something that happened so long ago?"
"This……"
Xie Zhifei's face sank.
"Say!"
(End of this chapter)
Zhu Qing was dozing off when she suddenly heard something moving in the room and quickly opened the door and went in.
He lit the candle and walked to the bedside. He stretched out his hand and saw that the third master was actually covered in cold sweat.
Xie Zhifei waved his hand away.
"Bring me a cup of tea."
Zhu Qing mixed some hot water into the cold tea. Xie Zhifei drank it in one go and stood back.
"It's alright, you go."
Zhu Qing quietly tucked in the quilt for the third master, closed the door and left.
A lamp like a bean.
Xie Zhifei looked at the curtain above his head and quietly recalled some things and people.
Yes.
The person my mother is staring at is Huaiyou.
From the time Zheng Huaizuo could remember, he knew that his father and mother had their own preferences. His father favored his sister, and his mother favored him.
The only difference is——
While my father was partial to his sister, he also loved him very much; while my mother was completely indifferent and indifferent to her.
He stood up for his sister.
My sister is so cute, her handwriting is so beautiful, she reads so well, and she is well-behaved in everything. Why doesn't my mother like her at all?
Why can his mother stay with him all day and night when he is sick? Why is it that when his sister is sick, the only one who stays by his bedside is his father?Aren’t they all meat that fell from one’s belly?
He even went to question his mother about this matter.
Mother didn't say anything, she just looked at him coldly and told him to get out.
Precisely because of his mother's indifference towards Huaiyou, he, as the elder brother, felt particularly sorry for his sister and took her with him wherever he went.
In fact, the brother and sister can't go anywhere, and their grandfather doesn't want to see their father, nor does he want to see them.
It is said that the reason why my grandfather did not want to see his father was because of his mother.
The Zheng family was engaged in martial arts, so the women they married were all vigorous and straightforward.My mother is the daughter of a scholar. My father took a fancy to her and insisted on marrying her back.
A more important reason: the brother and sister had a bad life, they were ghost fetuses, and the monk ordered them to defeat the Zheng family.
The scope of activities of the two brothers and sisters is limited to Haitang Courtyard. Even during holidays, they cannot leave the gate of Haitang Courtyard.
Their family of four can only spend the New Year and the holidays alone in Haitang Courtyard.
Fortunately, although grandfather didn't like their room, he was never demanding on food and clothing. They also had a lot of things in other rooms.
The only harsh thing is that there are no maids or servants to wait on you, so you have to do everything yourself.
Dad had nothing to do every day. Apart from teaching him martial arts and teaching his sister to read, he also took care of Haitang Courtyard. Mom washed clothes and occasionally sewed.
The family's life was uneventful.
Every year on July [-]th, my father would go to the temple to add money for sesame oil, and he would light two everlasting lanterns in the temple for the brother and sister.
Every day on this day, my father would go out before dawn, and my mother would wait in the yard with a bamboo chair. He and Huaiyou would wait with her.
Dad would never come back empty-handed and would bring him and Huaiyou some novelties from outside.
My mother has it too.
But my father would never show my mother's things to them. He would always give them to my mother secretly behind closed doors.
After collecting the things, my mother was cheerful for more than half a month. This was the most peaceful half month of the year in Haitang Court. Even if he and Huaiyou got into trouble, my mother would only smile at them.
Haitang Courtyard has two entrances and two exits, with a small garden at the back.
He and Huaiyou had long been tired of playing in this palm-sized place. Sometimes it was really boring, so they would pester their father to tell stories.
Dad would tell them about the victorious battles that his grandfather fought one after another; about the preparation of troops on the battlefield; about the vast Mobei, and the Qi State that could kill people...
Both he and Zhunyou listened with great interest.
Dad also talked about the Zheng family——
Talk about the ancestral home of the Zheng family in Yangzhou;
Talk about the Zhuxi Pavilion next to the old house;
Talk about the most famous Slender West Lake in Yangzhou;
Talk about the tragic situation when the Jin soldiers entered Yangzhou;
It is said that people in Yangzhou have water in their skin in the morning and water in their skin at night...
Xie Zhifei thought about it, turned over, and buried his face in the quilt. The arched back of his neck trembled slightly.
He maintained this posture for a long time, until the first cockcrow, then he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, opened the window, opened his arms, and roared into the sky:
"what--"
Outside, Zhu Qing was so frightened in his sleep that he almost jumped out of his mind and rushed into the side room quickly.Xie Zhifei turned his head and said calmly: "Go back to Beijing."
……
The road back to Beijing was windy and rainy.
By the time we arrived in the capital, it was already the early morning of August [-]th.
As soon as he entered the city gate, Xie Zhifei reined in the reins and said, "Zhu Qing, go and report that your family is safe first."
After Zhu Qing heard this, his scalp felt numb.
Ever since he met that Tang Mingyue, nothing had been normal. What worried him even more was that he didn't say anything to him and was feeling stuffy in his stomach.
"Where are you going?"
"Go do something."
"Today is fifteen."
"Don't worry, I'll definitely come back for the reunion dinner."
Zhu Qing opened her mouth, took a deep breath at the end, swallowed all the words, and only said:
"I have to come back soon."
"……it is good!"
Xie Zhifei turned the horse's head and headed west, heading straight for Shuiyue Temple.
He had already figured out Tang Mingyue's life experience, but there was one last thing he had to confirm.
More than an hour later.
Hui Rulao Ni looked at the haggard man in front of her and was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time.
"Thank you sir, are you from..."
"Going a long way."
Xie Zhifei touched the stubble on his chin and asked, "Did your nunnery record the sesame oil money donated by pilgrims?"
Hui Ru looked like she was facing a formidable enemy, "Master Xie, this, this is..."
"I won't check you, I just want to take a look."
Xie Zhifei added gently, "Of course, if Seng Lusi wants to investigate, I will ask Mr. Pei to turn a blind eye or close his eyes."
Hui Ru knew exactly what Mr. Pei did.
She nodded to Xie Zhifei: "Sir, please come with me."
The two walked to a fasting room. Huiru took out the key from her arms and opened the lock hanging on the door.
Xie Zhifei pushed the door open and found that it was a warehouse.
Huiru took out another key and opened one of the cages.
"Thank you sir, they are all here."
Boxes of books were packed to the brim.
"Help me find the booklet from the first year of Yonghe to the eighth year of Yonghe."
"Yes!"
Huiru squatted down and quickly found eight booklets.
Xie Zhifei didn't care about the thick layer of dust on the ground, sat down with his legs crossed, picked up the first book, and flipped through the pages.
Turn to the last page, nothing.
Immediately, he picked up the booklet of the second year of Yonghe and flipped through a few pages. Suddenly, his eyes paused and fell on a line of small words:
On July 200th, pilgrim Zheng Huantang donated [-] taels of silver.
After glancing at it, he quickly opened the third book: on July 200th, pilgrim Zheng Huantang donated [-] taels of silver.
The third book;
fourth book;
fifth book...
After finishing the last book, he paused his finger at the bottom of the line, "Master, do you have any impression of this person?"
"Zheng Huantang? I remember this man came to the nunnery every July 200th to light a lantern for a couple of children and donate [-] taels of silver."
"Why do you remember so clearly something that happened so long ago?"
"This……"
Xie Zhifei's face sank.
"Say!"
(End of this chapter)