Two maids were on standby. After following the eldest lady for so many years, the eldest lady had never treated them as slaves. The two maids' eyes turned red and they stepped forward and grabbed Cui's mother.
An Xiyue stared at Cui's mother with stern eyes, smiled and said coldly: "How dare you murder the mistress."
An Xiyue's eyes were cold, like the Lord of Hell, and he followed Cui's mother's face with his bows from left and right, hitting Cui's mother with two "slap" sounds, which made her dizzy. She picked up the teapot on the table and poured it into Cui's mother's mouth.
Cui's mother was surprised at the change at this time. She was tightly restrained by the two maids and stared blankly at the teapot. The teapot was drugged and she could not drink it. She bit her tongue and closed her mouth tightly.
Immediately, An Xiyue glanced around. This was a two-room wing, with a bedroom separated by a small door. An Xiyue's eyes flashed with dazzling light, and she immediately became concerned.
Bang, Cui's mother was knocked unconscious. An Xiyue knew that she could not stay here any longer at this time. With a cold look in her eyes, she ordered in a deep voice: "Drag her to the inner room."
Following the order, the two maids and An Xiyue dragged Cui's mother into the inner room. Looking at the layout inside, it should be a bedroom for nuns to rest.
An Xiyue ordered calmly: "Throw her on the bed."
After the maids helped the eldest lady out of the wing, An Xiyue glanced around and lowered the bed curtain.
After An Xiyue and others left here, a beautiful and enchanting woman pulled an extremely ugly man over. The man was drunk, squinting his eyes, belching, and walking sideways. He was lame, his legs were long and short, he couldn't walk fast, and he was cursing: "Hua Niang, what good things are worth chasing like this? There are noble people coming to offer incense... Such grandeur, let's go back and have a look, the host's little ladies are beautiful Very much."
"Oh, she's very verbose and twittering. Who asked you to drink wine? Her walking is unsteady. The host paid a big price for her. Don't worry about her beauty or ugliness. She will benefit you after all." Xihong didn't wear much, but he walked with a lot of charm, as if he had walked out of a land of fireworks, which did not match a sacred place like Jingyue Temple.
"If you want to do anything good, you have to drink wine. Isn't it because I drank wine and made the widow in Deep Water Alley submissive?" Zhang Laizi became pretentious, stared at Hua Niang, squatted down and started to behave, saying: "It's too ugly, so I won't go."
Suddenly, Hua Niang was so angry that she kicked Zhang Laizi on the foot: "Be careful, I picked out your eyeballs. Can you leave? If you don't have money, how can you support the little widow?"
Suddenly, Lu Yuan ran out anxiously, holding up her skirt. She was so anxious that she burst into tears. She grabbed Hua Niang's hand and cried, "Madam, have you seen my aunt?"
The flower lady thought for a moment and smiled like a flower: "How do I know your aunt?"
Green Yuan nodded his head stupidly, tears streaming down his face even more fiercely, and said anxiously: "My aunt is wearing a blue robe, and Mother Cui doesn't know where she has gone. I can't find her when I come." My aunt has to beat me to death, what can I do? Madam, please think carefully about whether you have seen my aunt."
As Green Yuan spoke, he handed a piece of silver to Hua Niang's hand and asked, "Madam, think carefully. Have you seen my aunt?"
Hua Niang and Zhang Lezi winked. Isn't the one in blue the one in the deep courtyard room? The wife of a rich family asked her aunt to disfigure her and teach her a lesson. Before she could succeed, the maid came to find her. How could she let the money go away? Suddenly the flower girl smiled like a flower and said to Zhang Lezi: " There is a camphor tree next to the innermost room. Go quickly and I will accompany my little sister to find her aunt."
Zhang Laizi couldn't move his eyes away from the ingot of silver in Hua Niang's hand. He burped again and communicated with his eyes: "You can't keep the money for yourself."
Lu Yuan seemed to have not seen their interaction, and stupidly handed over another ingot of silver: "Thank you, madam, thank you madam, my aunt is favored by the master. If you find her, I will definitely ask her to repay you. "
Zhang Laizi limped along the direction Hua Niang pointed. When he saw a red rope hanging on the door, he laughed and cursed: Hua Niang, that stinky bitch is quite smart. I'm not a road idiot. I'll just hang a rope. What, I know what a camphor tree looks like.
Zhang Laizi pushed the door open and then closed the door tightly.
When Zhang Laizi entered the door, he saw no one and walked inside.
Seeing that the plain bed curtain had been put down, it was dark inside. Although Zhang Laizi was a little dizzy after drinking, he was sober in his heart.
Outside the door, An Xiyue's playful eyes sparkled, the corners of her lips curled up, and she walked to the other side.
In the distance, Nangong Yuanyi watched all this intently. This was really interesting.
*
At this time, in the nunnery, people were coming and going in an endless stream to worship the Bodhisattva, burn incense, and eat Laba porridge. It was a peaceful scene, and they had no idea that a bloody storm was going on in the backyard.
"My master has worked hard all the way. I look forward to it day and night. I eat fast and pray to Buddha every day. Master, I have returned safely. Finally, it is worth it." Aunt Lin's voice was delicate and soft, and she twisted the brocade handkerchief with her fingers and wiped away her tears.
"I'm on an errand. I must not lose etiquette in front of the Bodhisattva." Lord Anping looked at the weak and beautiful Aunt Lin, and felt a little turbulent in his heart. But this is a temple, a quiet place of Buddhism, and he must behave I was a humble gentleman and sincerely offered incense to the Bodhisattva.
Aunt Lin deliberately stayed at the door of Dongcheng today to have a chance encounter with An Yuxiao. She knew clearly that An Yuxiao didn't believe in the ways of ghosts and gods, but today was the Laba Festival, so she just let her cool down. An Yuxiao didn't like to come, so she still had to Follow along.
"I know that the master is busy with official duties, and I only take care of the house properly. I don't have a moment of leisure. Today happens to be a day like this. The master loves me so much that he accompanied me to this place." Lin Wan Her waist is as strong as a willow tree, and her spirit is as strong as Xishi's. She said aggrievedly, "I am a disciple of Confucius, and I read books by sages."
The eldest lady didn't care about anything and was guarding her stupid son all day long. It was An Yuxiao who took the initiative to hand over the housekeeping affairs to Aunt Lin. Aunt Lin knew that it was against the rules, but she still refused and said she would help the eldest lady take care of her worries. .
"I know Housekeeper Wan'er is tired. Didn't I come with you?" An Yuxiao couldn't stand the frail beauty like Aunt Lin, and her voice was so doting that it could sweeten Aunt Lin's bones.
Aunt Lin pretended to be angry: "I am just here to ensure the safety and prosperity of the house."
"It's on fire, come and put out the fire." Suddenly there was a noisy cry for help from the back hall. Aunt Lin glanced at Qiao'er behind her and nodded secretly.
After a moment, Qiaoer suddenly ran over and said in an urgent voice: "Sir, there is a fire in the Zen room in the backyard. The fire is very big. Let's leave quickly while the fire is not burning out."
As a parent official, the Marquis of Anping had just returned from a business trip to Jincheng, so he must have been accompanied by many guards. Most of the people who came to burn incense and worship Buddha were old, young, women and children. There was a leak in the nunnery, so there was no reason for women to rescue them. This statement was clearly a slap in the "adult's" face.
At the same time, Qiaoer hurried over and exposed An Yuxiao's identity. Many people suddenly appeared in the chaotic nunnery and cast disdainful glances at An Yuxiao. This was a As an official, even if the nunnery is on fire, he only cares about escaping for his life.
"Bah, what kind of parent official is this?"
An Yuxiao straightened her chest immediately, stood erect, and wore a dusty brocade dress. Although she looked down on wealth, her face was handsome and resolute. She immediately calmed down and her voice increased several times unconsciously: " Changfeng, order the escort to put out the fire and check whether there are any casualties."
Changfeng was An Yuxiao's personal servant. When he heard the order from the Marquis, he led his guards to the backyard...
The guards were all gone. As an "adult", he couldn't escape in the middle of the battle, so he naturally had to follow him to see the situation.
In an instant, I saw thick smoke billowing from the roof of the innermost Zen house, but there was no fire. Jingyue Nunnery was full of female nuns. Whenever there was any disturbance, they would panic and run around, annoying the pilgrims who came to offer incense. They all ran away.
Lin Wan's voice was delicate and caring: "Master, be careful."
His eyes were searching everywhere, but he could not find Cui's mother who ran out to report the news.
