Are you talking about the prescription for treating cats sent by Brother Lian? "Lin Daiyu held the prescription in surprise.
This recipe seems to be an ordinary cat food recipe, which is slightly different from what is usually fed to cats.
"It was sent by Zhao'er, who is with Second Master Lian. It was said that it was sent by a servant of the Feng Mansion. It was said that it was begged from the Dahuguo Temple."
Zicuckoo is also a little confused. The lady's cat has lost its appetite in the past few days, but why did the Feng Mansion suddenly send a prescription?
"You said it was sent here from Feng's house?" Lin Daiyu's brows furrowed and she sat up from the bed, "Then Zhao'er didn't say anything else?"
"I didn't say anything. I just said that this prescription is said to be very effective. There are many cats in the Dahuguo Temple, and the monks often use this prescription to treat cats."
Zijuan also felt strange, why did he suddenly send a prescription to treat the cat's loss of appetite?
Lin Daiyu frowned again and sat up straight, "Zicjuan, go to Brother Lian and ask if Brother Feng is back?"
"Ah?" Zijuan panicked. Could it be that the young lady really had an affair with Feng Dalang? "Miss,……"
Lin Daiyu gave Zicuckoo a rare look, "Don't think nonsense, I'm just bored. There's no one to talk to in this house. The second sister stays in the house all day long and works as a female celebrity, but Tan Yatou is Good can……"
Lin Daiyu didn't say any more, but there was some resentment and regret on her face.
Tanchun is a good talking partner, but it's a pity that this girl's three sentences will be directed to her second brother Bao.
This made Lin Daiyu very unhappy, and as soon as she arrived at Tanchun's place, Jia Baoyu would always rush over as soon as possible, so Lin Daiyu didn't like going back and forth.
In a short while, Zijuan had already found out the news. He found out from Zhao'er that Uncle Feng would take a bath at the academy tomorrow and go home.
Lin Daiyu understood in her heart and asked Zicuckoo to report to the second sister-in-law Lian in the upper room. She wanted to go to Dahuguo Temple tomorrow to offer incense and pray for blessings, so she asked her second sister-in-law to send a car.
The full name of Dahuguo Temple is Dalong Shanhuguo Temple. It was the former residence of Prime Minister Tuo Tuo in the former Yuan Dynasty. It was rebuilt many times in the Ming Dynasty and given this name. However, over time, people in the capital became accustomed to calling it Dahuguo Temple.
Dahuguo Temple is located on Chongguo Temple Street in the southwest corner of Faxiangfang outside the northwest of the imperial city. It occupies a large area. In addition to the strong incense in Dahuguo Temple, the vast and unique grape grove is also the favorite of the gentry and common people in the capital. place.
Feng Ziying followed the family carriage on horseback. Naturally, my mother and aunt rode in the carriage. Originally, he could also take the carriage, but thinking that he had not ridden in the academy for a long time, he simply rode here by himself.
The equestrian skills learned in Datong are more than enough to handle the city horses. The few strong horses at home depend on Feng Zuo, Feng You and the others to take them out for a walk in the countryside, otherwise they will be ruined.
"Mom, aunt, we're here." I saw the gate of Huguo Temple in the distance. In front of it was a huge square, and there were already many carriages and horses outside.
This popular place has always been a good place for people in the capital, and even literati like to come here.
When the younger Duan helped her sister out of the car, two close girls, Mingzhu and Minghuan, put on the curtain hats and put down the step stool for the older and younger Duan. Wanxi and a few boys followed behind her.
Feng Ziying herself doesn't like this kind of behavior. Even if she comes to Dahuguo Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings, her family is not considered a luxury person from a wealthy family. It can be said that it is better than her own family in the capital. People are like crucian carp crossing the river, there is absolutely no need to act like this.
However, he can't get in the way of such matters. Whether they are nobles or civil servants, their family members are very particular about their travels. Basic rules and etiquette must be observed, otherwise they will fall into the family tradition, especially those with official orders. The mistress who is here needs to follow these rules even more.
I have to say that there is a reason why such temples are so popular. Although General Shenwu can only be regarded as a general in Beijing, Feng Tang has also been a general in Datong for many years, and he is very rich. Feng Ziying guessed I guess my father and mother have sent a lot of money for incense to the Great Huguo Temple over the years.
So as soon as I arrived at the door, I was greeted by Zhike Monk. The smile on his face was so bright that even the wrinkles disappeared.
Feng Ziying had no interest in offering incense and praying to Buddha. If it hadn't been for the little girl, he would have already thought about using various reasons to avoid it when his mother and aunt asked him to accompany him.
Now that this matter has happened, he naturally can only pretend to be a filial son and accompany his mother and aunt. By then, his mother and aunt will be in a much better mood, and their attitudes towards Ruixiang and Yun Shang will also improve. , which Feng Ziying never thought of.
It seems that respect is mutual. Don't rely on yourself as an only son and legitimate son. Although your mother and aunt will not care about you, but if you want to find fault with Ruixiang and Yun Shang, especially Yun Shang, and make yourself unhappy, then Really every second.
Seeing Yun Shang's happy look, Feng Ziying also found it funny and couldn't help teasing her, "Why, Yun Shang, why are you in such a good mood today?"
"No way?" Thinking that the young master had seen through his thoughts, Yun Shang was startled. She looked around and saw that the wife and aunt had already gone in. She quickly defended herself and said, "The young master has grown another head when he comes back. Of course I am happy."
"I'm afraid that's not the reason?" Feng Ziying said with a smile: "I didn't see you liking it so much yesterday. I met my wife and aunt earlier and said that Yun Shang was preparing to come to the temple to offer incense today, which made me confused. I can’t even come if I don’t want to,…”
Yun Shang was startled again.
No wonder my wife and aunt are much nicer to me this morning, and Aunt Duan is fine, my wife has never had a good look towards me, but in this way, will my wife feel that she is more effective than she is in front of the young master? ? Will it be harmful to myself if I come down...?
Seeing Yun Shang's worried look, Feng Ziying shook her head helplessly. This girl was hopeless. She spent all her time trying to please her mother. She simply forgot the basics. She was her biggest support, okay?
Ruixiang on the side also laughed quietly. Yun Shang was also "domineering" in front of him, but in front of his wife, he was like a mouse meeting a cat. A word from his wife could make her think about it for half the night.
"Let's go, my wife and aunt have gone in. Why don't you, Yun Shang, go and accompany your wife to ask for a favor? I'll just ask Ruixiang to follow me and walk around the temple." Feng Ziying joked.
"It still doesn't work. My wife has two sisters, Mingzhu and Minghuan, following her, and my aunt has sister Minglang. I'll still follow the young master." At this time, Yun Shang was still able to stand firm and shook her head resolutely.
"I thought you really wanted to forget about me and only care about my wife." Feng Ziying then walked in. "Then let's go. I haven't been here in almost a year."
Feng Ziying has been to this kind of temple a few times, but in the past she just passed by in a hurry. Today, she needs to wait for the little girl and find a suitable place to meet her. Otherwise, the girl will definitely have to be patient. .
The best place to go is the vineyard, which covers an area of 20 to 30 acres. It has expanded a lot compared to the seven or eight acres before tomorrow. The pergola is hung with vines and stretches for hundreds of steps. It is really a good place for a walk. .
This dynasty was also very fond of grape wine, and both civil and military officials were fond of it. Therefore, many people planted this grape in Shanxi and Beizhili.
The obtained grapes are turned into wine, which can be sold in teahouses and wine shops, or put into skins for consumption in the houses of dignitaries in Beijing.
Dahuguo Temple is a five-entry courtyard with many main halls and hundreds of wing rooms. There are hundreds of monks in the temple. This does not include those who travel from other places. There are also many lay people who live in the temple to eat fast and chant Buddha.
"Zhao Mengfu's writing style is indeed extraordinary, but it lacks a little grace. But Mr. Yunlin's writing is very much in line with my wishes..." Feng Ziying had just had time to come out of the courtyard on the side when she heard several young voices coming from the opposite side. It came from the Forest of Steles.
"I'm afraid you already have a prejudice against Zhao Mengfu, so you already have an opinion before you even take a look, right?" Another clear voice joked with a smile, "Ruogu's thoughts are obvious."
"Don't you think that Brother Wen Ruo has already made up his mind?" The voice from before also responded with a smile, "As a descendant of the former Song Dynasty emperor, but serving the Meng Yuan Dynasty, how can he meet the ancestors of all generations? Even if his literary talents are more prosperous, so what?"
"I'm afraid it will be difficult for Ruogu to gain recognition for his statement. The former Yuan Dynasty was so powerful that Zhao Mengfu did not serve as an official in the former Song Dynasty. As for the royal descendants of Zhao and Song Dynasties, it is not worth mentioning. How can we talk about such things when the country is destroyed? If he served as an official in the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, Being able to benefit the people is considered a meritorious deed. Didn't Mr. Yunlin also serve two dynasties?"
"That's different. Mr. Yunlin abandoned Meng Yuan and became an official in the Qianming Dynasty. This can be regarded as abandoning the dark side and joining the bright side. How can he be compared with Zhao Mengfu? We scholars, as students of Chongzheng Academy, should have this kind of persistence, right? ?..."
Three handsome young men appeared in front of Feng Ziying, chatting and laughing, and they were obviously going to the vineyard over there.
The person in the middle is about seventeen or eighteen years old. He has handsome eyebrows and a round face. He has a dignified appearance. He is wearing a white robe and brocade belt. His black hair is tied up with a purple jade hairpin, forming a very casual and chic crown. Wherever he goes, he naturally attracts countless people. look.
The two young men next to him should be two brothers, with similar looks. One is about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the other is about thirteen or fourteen years old. His hair is tied up in wooden hairpins, and the tips of his hair are slightly hanging around. He has handsome eyebrows and bright eyes, and an elegant demeanor.
Feng Ziying couldn't help but admire in her heart. She actually had the urge to get to know the three of them. Such a handsome and elegant young man really had the eye-catching ability to kill both men and women. In comparison, at his age, he should have Those who are a few years younger than them seem to be a little more sullen.
A student from Chongzheng Academy? Wenwei or Wenruo? Where have you heard this person's name? It seems that Xun Yu's nickname during the Three Kingdoms period was Wen Ruo. He couldn't travel back in time to the middle of this great Zhou Dynasty, right? Feng Ziying couldn't remember.
Yun Shang and Ruixiang didn't think as much as Feng Ziying. They had already run ahead to find a suitable position.
