Gu Jiao the Great Secretary's
chapter 27

Gu Jiao carried the basket to the other side of the mountain.

The temple is in the middle of the mountain. It's very hard to walk. There is still a road in the middle without stairs. Full of snow. Fortunately, Gu Jiao had been here since he called. He was diligent in climbing and exercising, but he was not persuaded by the dangerous mountain roads.

He walked faster than an ordinary person, but he still walked for an hour. It was almost noon when he arrived at the temple.

This temple is not very big. The simple and capricious life plaque has some of the characters of Ning'an temple. I don't know if it's because of the lack of snow and people. Gu Jiao did not meet a pilgrim along the way.

There are not many monks in the temple. Gu Jiao had been inside for a long time, but none of them were visible.

"No, the temple is empty, isn't it?"

But the floor is clean, like someone takes care of it every day.

Just by thinking about it, Gu Jiao came to the Guanyin hall. Standing behind the pillar, he glanced into the hall and finally saw the first living person today.

It was a woman in silk and satin. Even though he was well dressed, he was not arrogant. A white robe covered his body, like the reflection of snow.

From Gu Jiao's point of view could only see each other's backs, but could feel each other's bodies with a gentle and elegant atmosphere.

He kowtowed some devoutly and joined his hands: "may the Bodhisattva bless my son safely and smoothly ..."

Even her voice was soft and pleasant.

Gu Jiao rarely paid attention to strangers, especially women. He doesn't like women, does he?

But when he was distracted, Jiao's drink came from one side: "where did that little thing come from? How dare you peek at my wife

Gu Jiao regained her senses and looked towards her cheering voice. In the corridor across, he saw a waiter wearing green bean seeds. The object of his scolding was not himself, but some young monks who did not know when to lie behind another pillar.

The little monk saw that the beauty had been captured, whimpered and ran away in panic.

So there are monks, but very small monks!

One of them ran backwards and ran towards Gu Jiao. Baji hit Gu Jiao's foot and fell to the ground.

Gu Jiao was a little girl who was in the same place, and suddenly wanted to help her!

But without waiting for him to reach out, xiaotuanzi got up and ran away.

The woman who worshipped the Bodhisattva in the hall came out and said to the green Bijia servant, "Liu Er, don't be rude."

"Mrs." The servant girl, called liu'er, muttered and walked forward. "Some kids don't want to teach me a lesson. After a while, they will kick their noses and have to run to your Zen room to make trouble!"

"That's all kids." Said the woman.

The servant girl pursed her lips and seemed to disagree, but she did not continue to refute his wife.

Just when Gu Jiao thought they were leaving, his wife suddenly looked at Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao's body shape was completely blocked by the pillar, even the servant girl who came towards him did not find it, and I don't know how the woman realized herself.

"Who?" The servant girl was alert for a moment.

Gu Jiao has to get out.

He wore a shabby Lilac Floral jacket, brown cotton trousers, a pair of black cloth shoes that had been drenched by the snow on his feet, and a small old basket on his back. However, he was not good at combing women's hair, so he took her hair and put a ball on it.

She was dressed like a poor country girl, not to mention the red birthmark on her face.

There was a trace of contempt on the servant girl's face.

But there was no hatred in his eyes.

When the snow stopped, the roof of the temple was covered with favorable snow, the beautiful mountain scenery was covered with silver, and the world was a vast expanse of ice, but all of this was not as beautiful as him.

Gu Jiao also first saw such a beautiful woman.

But the most beautiful was her temperament, gentle and graceful, reserved and dignified.

"Have you come to see the Guanyin Bodhisattva as well?" The woman asked Gu Jiao with a smile.

What a gentle voice, a gentle smile

Gu Jiao Leng Lengshen, Fang said: "no, I'm looking for the abbot."

His wife said with a smile: "the abbot has gone down the mountain ..."

In the middle of the conversation, another servant girl came with a food box. There's ice on the road. His legs slipped and he rushed forward.

He did not say, the box hand also flew out, seeing as it was about to hit the woman, Gu Jiao lunged forward, with her arm to block the box.

The food box was scattered in the air, and the leaves of the soup as well as vegetables came out, pouring Gu Jiao's entire body!

"Mom, are you okay?" Liu Er looked at his wife worriedly.

The woman shook her head: "I'm fine."

After which, he turned his head and looked at Gu Jiao. She was worried in her eyes: "this girl. What's wrong with you?"

As he stood in front of her, the flying food box was meant to hit him. Not the little girl who gets in the way. I'm afraid his face will break.

"No problem" Gu Jiao said.

It's too cold. The plate is not hot anymore. It's just that the soup sticks to the body.

The woman looked at him in disarray and felt guilty. He looked at the servant who fell to the ground and sighed: "can't you walk well?"

The servant girl also fell down not lightly, her knees were swollen, she endured the pain of waking up, complaining: "the road is too slippery ..."

The woman also understood that she did not mean to hurt anyone else's girl, but she accidentally went into her heart and said to Gu Jiao, "it was all because I had no way to discipline him. I've dirtyed her clothes and asked her to come with me to change her clean clothes."

Gu Jiao thought about it and did not refuse.

This woman seems to visit this temple often. There is a separate Zen room in the temple. Zen room is at the end of the corridor. It looks the same as other Zen rooms, but the furniture inside is elegant and quiet, which complements its temperament.

The two servant girls entered the room together.

The woman asked the green-robed maid named Liu Er to open the cage.

Liu ER was unhappy: "Mrs, this is all women's clothing!"

Where should a village girl wear their women's clothes?

The gentle color of the woman collects three points: "you go out and bring new food, remember to give this girl a part."

The servant girl sensed the authority of her master and lowered her head to answer: "yes."

The woman herself took the suit out of the box and gave it to Gu Jiao: "I don't know if my daughter's clothes are suitable for you, but better than wet ones. You can replace it quickly."

Gu Jiao went to the screen and changed her clothes.

I thought it was going to be a little big, but suddenly fitting.

"Suitable for you." The woman said with a smile that it was her daughter's dress, but the little girl was brighter. "How old are you this year?"

Gu Jiao replied, "fourteen."

Lady Mou's intelligent son: "and my daughter is of the same age, my daughter was born in this temple."

Gu Jiao: what a coincidence. Me also.

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Gu Jiao sat on top of Kang. There was a small table between them. There are some delicious snacks on the table.

The woman pushed the snacks in front of her: "Are you hungry? Let's eat first. Fast food is coming soon. "

"By good." After climbing the mountain for so long, Gu Jiao's stomach was completely hungry. Gu Jiao picked out a piece of yellow snack.

Gu Jiao was very quiet.

"Is this delicious?" Ask the woman.

"By good." Gu Jiao nodded. Seeing his wife looking at himself suspiciously, he said, "it's better than Li Ji."

"What is Li Ji?" Ask the woman.

"The best pastry shop in town" Gu Jiao said.

The woman was finally relieved. In fact, this snack is made with his own hands. When he doesn't do anything at home, he'll make them miss the day. It was a pity that his son was too ill to eat, and his daughter was very healthy, but he disliked it, which made him doubt that they were too hard to eat.

Gu Jiao did not pretend to eat. He really thinks it's delicious.

The madam found a sense of accomplishment in Gu Jiao. He couldn't help but look at Gu Jiao anymore. There was a birthmark on his face, which he had just noticed.

A good girl. Too bad, Madam.

Then, he noticed Gu Jiao's hands, which were a pair of hands that worked all year round. His palm was covered with a cocoon and the back of his hand was crossed with a scar.

The woman thought about her daughter. She was happy that her daughter was born in Hou's house and did not have to suffer the suffering of the people, otherwise she would have to die from heartache.

Gu Jiao sat for a while in his wife's room and ate a plate of chestnut cookies. Now the abbot also returned to the temple.

Gu Jiao did not forget about his business. After leaving with his wife, he went to the Abbot's Buddhist temple.

The abbot was a little older, with a gray beard, but he was very healthy and kind. He had to practice martial arts all year.

Gu Jiao said briefly, "I don't know if the abbot wants to sell it?"

After that, I did not wait for the abbot to answer. He fixed his eyes and saw the abbot staring at his face without blinking.

Gu Jiaogang wanted to ask, is there something on my face? If you think about it, isn't there something on his face?

"Monastery Head?" Gu Jiao reminded us.

"Yuk!" The abbot came back, cleared his throat, sat up straight and said, "You just said... You want to buy a mountain?"

Gu Jiao: "yes."

Abbot: how old are you this year

Huh huh?

Has the topic changed a little quickly?

"Can't you buy a mountain when you're young?" Gu Jiao asked faintly.

Amitabha, little benefactor, don't get me wrong! or two days to return. Why don't you come back in a few days?"

"Well, I'll be back one day a year ago." Gu Jiao said, then got up to leave.

The eyes of the Abbot always follow his birthmark.

Gu Jiao frowned: "the abbot, although I don't mind what others think of me, you are a monk. Do you always look at the shortcomings of others?

The abbot immediately atoned for his mistake: "I am not polite. Please don't blame me, little benefactor!"

After Gu Jiao left, the abbot still returned a long time ago.

A disciple came forward and asked, "what is the matter with you, abbot?"

"I thought of one thing" said the abbot.

"What's the problem?" Ask the student.

The abbot sighed: "years ago."

That night, he drank too much and wanted to give the baby palace sand. As a result, he shook his hand and placed it on the baby girl's face

When she wakes up the next day, she remembers what she has done and goes to make amends. Hou. As a result, she discovers that the child is in Ny's arms. Hou had a white face and there was no sign of the palace guards.

Because he drank too much, he was unsure of his memory. Since the baby doesn't have it on his face, he doesn't do it himself, does he?

Over the years, he had completely forgotten about it. But just looking at the little girl, memories suddenly soaring to the heart, she also doubted that that night she was actually guarding the sand castle pointing at the faces of others?

No, he ordered Houfu Qianjin. The girl had just said she was a villager at the foot of the mountain.

Gu Jiao went to look for the woman right after she came out of the meditation room. As a result, he was told that the other party had descended the mountain.

"This snack box is from my wife. Please accept." The monk who cleaned Zen's room handed over the large parcel to Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao took the burden in her hand and knew that the woman had left all the snacks to herself.

Gu Jiao sighed. He hasn't returned his shirt

The clothes that the woman gave Gu Jiao looked good, but were not conducive to walking on the mountain roads. It was thought that he should take silk in two steps. Cannot be blamed for poor quality. After all, people who could afford this kind of material did not need to walk on their own.

On the way home, Gu Jiao walked very quickly. He was worried that the old woman would not be able to get along with the neighboring family. After all, the old woman was grumpy and very selective. He's very unfriendly.

Unexpectedly, Gu Jiao became ridiculous the moment she entered.

What the hell's been going on? Why so many people? Are they all women?

Gu Jiao and Xiao LIULANG did not take the initiative to take a walk with the villagers. In the past, only those who had to write a letter of trust would come to their home. The record high is three days, nothing more.

So Gu Jiao did not understand why their main room was suddenly full?

The old woman was sitting on the top seat, while Luo Er Shu's mother-in-law, Luo Er's aunt, was standing beside her with a pot of tea.

On the other side was Gui Fang, Auntie Zhang's son-in-law. Gui Fang carried a tray containing melon seeds and a teacup.

Gu Jiao was more confused. Wasn't Guifang just born?

The other guys don't seem to be qualified to close, so stand up opposite, you blackmail me, I'm blackmailing you, like the rural version of the gongdou drama!

"All right, let's go back." The old woman put down the melon seeds and waved her hand.

Everyone retreated, and before they left, they all bowed to the old woman.

The imperial concubine saluted kindly, but a group of veiled village women saluted. It was a big accident!

Gu Jiao gave Lei de what he did not want. He grabbed Xue Ningxiang and asked, "what did my old lady do?"

Xue Ningxiang said in awe, "my aunt is recounting a drama to the villagers! That's a good word

Gu Jiao Drew's mouth: "what's with the salute?"

Xue Ningxiang thought for a moment before she understood what Gu Jiao meant: "Oh, are you saying this? It was taught by my aunt. He said everyone in the theater was like this! "

The talent of the drama park would not be like this!

The old woman blatantly fooled the big man into saluting her.

Gu Jiao wondered where the old woman came from. Can he be a demon like this?