The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 296 Going to play (Eleventh more)

   "Hey, son, don't you have it?"

   Eunuch Li sneered, closed his eyes and said, "He's giving a sweet date, waiting for someone to come to the door automatically."

   This reward is simply a signal of Emperor Chong'an's solicitation, and anyone who is not stupid understands it.

   "Today, I came to the barracks, and it's time to start distributing food tomorrow." I just don't know if this can be done as His Majesty intended.

   As Eunuch Li said, a long shed was erected at the gate of the city on the second day, and a dozen soldiers held gongs and banged "dong dong dong".

   began to preach the kindness of Emperor Chong'an in all the streets and alleys of Xunyang City. By the way, everyone was notified that they could go to the city gate to receive food.

  No matter what everyone thought, there was a long queue at the gate of the city.

  Shen Yijiayuan also wanted to join in the fun, but it was a pity that Song Jingchen was blocked at home.

  Shen Yijia just wanted to protest.

  Song Jingchen said quietly: "Yesterday someone was knocked out at the back door of Dongda Camp, and when he woke up, he found that his armor had been ripped off and thrown aside."

  Shen Yijia flatly denied: "That's definitely not what I did."

  Song Jingchen raised his head from the book and glanced at her: "Those four people froze all afternoon, and they developed a high fever at night."

   "Impossible, obviously there are only three..." Shen Yijia corrected subconsciously, and only realized that something was wrong after speaking halfway, and puffed her cheeks: "I won't do it."

  Song Jingchen raised the corner of his mouth, reached out and tapped the rice paper beside him: "You haven't practiced calligraphy for a long time."

   "Oh!" Shen Yijia knew that she was right, and obediently sat down opposite Song Jingchen to study ink and began to write. After writing two words, she raised her head and asked, "Are those people okay?"

  Song Jingchen raised his eyebrows: "Just drink a bowl of **** soup and go down."

  Shen Yijia: Big ~ liar ~ son!

   The reward was given out, and the food was also distributed. Lord Zhou thought that as long as he waited in the inn, someone would naturally come to the door.

Can…

   "Sir, it's time to take a break." Zhou Qing leaned up to remind.

   This is the third time this game has been played.

   Lord Zhou's face was as black as ink, and when those people took things, they poured out their good words as if they didn't want money. He didn't think that all the people in Xunyang City were fools who couldn't understand His Majesty's meaning.

   But how can you be angry again? You can't put a knife around their necks and let those people do things for His Majesty.

   "How many days can the food be distributed?" Lord Zhou asked in a deep voice.

   Zhou Qing: "It will be finished in about three days."

   "Tomorrow will send another day, if no one comes yet, there is no need to send." These people don't know how to praise, and there is no need to waste food.

   Lord Zhou waved his hand gloomily to let Zhou Qing go down.

   It has been almost ten days since they arrived in Xunyang. He was ordered by the emperor. As an imperial envoy, he was not sought after by people wherever he went.

   This Anle King is so good, he doesn't even show a face, let alone talk about other things.

   Fortunately, on the second day, the door of the inn was finally knocked at midnight.

   Lord Zhou sat there in his official uniform, looking at the few people who came in, raised his eyebrows.

  …

  Shen Yijia obediently wrote big characters at home for a few days, and in a blink of an eye it arrived on the 25th, which is the day she agreed with Liu Piaopiao to go to the temple.

   is the last day of distribution.

  She got up early, shivered and put on her clothes and went out. Mo Yuan came to tell her that Song Jingchen had been called away, and she might not be able to leave until later.

  Song Jingchen was able to take time to accompany her, Shen Yijia was too happy, and naturally she would not have any opinions.

   After waiting, it was time for lunch. In order to save time, Shen Yijia asked Mo Yuan to prepare some easy-to-carry food to eat directly on the carriage.

   In addition to Mo Yuan, there were Nan Feng and San Wan.

   As for Qian Youde and Shangguan Han, in order to prevent them from joining in the fun and disturbing their husband and wife's two-person world, Shen Yijia asked Mo Yuan for a pack of medicine, and put them in simply and rudely.

   I guess I won't be able to get up until dinner time.

   "Just so happy?" Song Jingchen couldn't help asking, looking at the person who couldn't stop the heat while eating.

  Shen Yijia nodded hastily, and said vaguely, "I haven't seen what a temple looks like."

  Song Jingchen paused for a while. Although the people of the Daxia Dynasty did not worship Buddha like the previous ones, they all needed a spiritual sustenance, so there were still many people who liked to pray to God and worship Buddha.

   Otherwise he would not have been born in the temple.

  In this way, the Lingyin Temple is also due to his connection with this girl, otherwise his mother would definitely not have noticed the Shen family.

   Lingyin Temple is also the most prosperous temple in the capital. It existed in the previous dynasty, and it still stands after the change of dynasty.

   Those back-house ladies would go there to add some sesame oil almost every once in a while.

   But Shen Yijia said that she had never seen it before, and she didn't know when she started to become Shen Er girl.

  Thinking of this, he pursed his lips and asked, "Can you enter the temple?"

   "Why can't I enter?" This question is strange.

  Song Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head: "That's good."

  Since he came out to play, Song Jingchen didn't read to pass the time, but chatted with Shen Yijia about his origins with the temple.

   "So mother asks you to live there for half a month every year?" Shen Yijia asked in surprise.

  Song Jingchen nodded with a smile. He didn't feel much before, but now he feels that it is fortunate that Li's family worships Buddha, otherwise, he would not have to repay his vows when he was about to give birth.

  Because of the critical situation at the time, Li felt that in addition to Wang's help, there was also a reason for Buddha's blessing.

   Therefore, every year Song Jingchen would go to Lingyin Temple for half a month after his birthday at home.

   For half a month, he had to wear a monk's robe, eat and live with the monks in Lingyin Temple, including taking morning classes, etc. Basically, he also had to do what the monks did.

   And these things began to persist from his babble, until...

Li never mentioned    in the year he lived in Xiagou Village, probably because he thought it was useless to pin his hopes on the Buddha.

   Shen Yijia tutted and muttered, "Fortunately, my mother didn't take you as the reincarnation of a Buddha, so she let you shave and go home."

  Otherwise she would have to consider becoming a little nun.

  Song Jingchen was stunned for a moment, and then laughed sullenly when he reacted.

   This girl's thinking is always so novel that people can't keep up with it at all.

   But it does make sense when you think about it.

  Shen Yijia rolled her eyes, she was right, if he really became a monk and became a little monk, where would he find a daughter-in-law like himself like a fairy.

   "Yes, you are right." Song Jingchen smiled and took Shen Yijia into his arms and let her lean on him.

   The two were chatting and laughing. San Wan and Nan Feng, who were in the car, were shocked. Although they didn't follow the master for a long time, when did they see him talking so much?

   Sure enough, it makes sense that they have a daughter-in-law but they don't.

  30,000 secretly glanced at Mo Yuan, who was sitting on the carriage to drive the car.

   hit the horse and leaned beside her.

   asked with a dry cough, "Mo Yuan, are you cold?"

   (end of this chapter)