Ping Wang took a light breath and started laughing.

"These books are all good things. I am too busy on weekdays and have no time left. I can't read a few books a year. There are only six or seven people in the royal family's copying room, and it's not enough to give them to you. Since there are so many books to copy, I will tell Fusheng when I go back and ask him to find someone for you."

Li Qing nodded with a smile.

"These books were all the books that the old monk asked me to ask for when I was in the temple. At that time, I was really in space. Since I told them to the third master, I would like to ask the third master to help me pay attention to a person in charge of the affairs. The general manager should be careful and organized. If a book lover is a book lover, it is best to have a little better knowledge, and I don't have the patience to deal with trivial matters like copying books."

Ping Wang nodded,

"I will tell Fusheng to do it tomorrow."

The next day, Madam Zheng picked up fifteen young girls of eleven or twelve years old from the Wangfu family and brought them back, and placed them in Bilan Courtyard in the northwest corner of the garden. A few days later, Lian Qing sent 16 or 7 girls in one after another, and found an old accountant in his forties to send them over. Li Qing asked an old man in his fifties to come over to teach these little girls to read and write. He also told Madam Zheng that these people would pay the monthly money as the third-class girl, and then take the abacus and read and write every ten-day exam. The last one would be returned to the Wangfu. If they bought it, they would be sent to the outer courtyard for separate distribution.

Madam Zheng specially appointed two experienced and careful women to take care of Bilan Courtyard. Bilan Courtyard became nervous for a moment, and the abacus sounded very late every day.

In a blink of an eye, Master Guangci has passed away for a month. Li Qing stayed in Bei Temple for a day, performed a ritual for Master Guangci, and rested at the Hot Spring Village for one night. He set off early the next morning and rushed back to Shilizhuang.

Back at the village, Li Qinggang got out of the second door. Ding Er hurriedly came up, bowed and reported in a low voice:

"Madam, Master Yuejing is back, and is now waiting for his wife while sitting down at the second gate."

Li Qing shook his body slightly, and immediately turned his head and ordered Zhuye:

"You go and take her to Zhuyuan residence!"

Zhuye agreed with a bent knee, and rushed to the back seat and went indirectly. Li Qing turned to look at Ding Er, and ordered with a smile:

"Thank you for your hard work, let's go down first."

After saying that, he went straight into the inner courtyard without waiting for his answer.

When Li Qing entered Zhuyuan, Yue Jing had already entered the yard and was standing in the inner courtyard waiting for Li Qing. Li Qing ran forward a few steps, looking at Yue Jing, who was dressed in a torn dress, with her hair about a very haggard face, couldn't speak for a moment, and just took her hand and walked into the study along the hand-copying veranda.

Li Qing stopped Green Artemisia at the door of the study, pulled Yuejing into the house, sat on the kang, looked at Yuejing up and down carefully, and tears slowly poured out. Yuejing grinned and wanted to smile, but started crying.

"The abbot is gone!"

Li Qing hurriedly pulled out the veil from his sleeve and reached out to wipe Yue Jing's tears.

"I know, I already know, how did you come out? What happened?"

Yue Jing took the veil and wiped her tears and snot.

"That second prince, Qingqing, you know, is not a good thing! It's him, who always comes to pester the abbot."

"What did he do when he pestered the abbot?"

Li Qing asked hurriedly. Yue Jing stopped crying, stood up, untied the bag behind her, and tore it a little hard with both hands. She took out a black paint box from the bag, handed it to Li Qing, and touched it in her arms for a long time, took out a small cloth bag, opened it layer by layer, took out a key and handed it to Li Qing.

"This is what the abbot asked me to bring to you."

Li Qing took the key and opened the box. There were several thin books and a string of rosary that looked extremely old. Li Qing took out the booklet and opened it. He was stunned for a moment. The words on the booklet were very small, and the codes were all remembered as pulse cases and prescriptions. The patient's name was marked with extremely small words. The first page was the current emperor of Qing Kingdom. Li Qing carefully looked at the pulse cases. Yue Jing took out the rosary and handed it to Li Qing.

"This is the abbot's rosary. The abbot said he would give it to you and let you hand it to the next abbot."

Li Qing put down his pulse, took the rosary, slowly twisted it in his hand for a while, then looked up at Yue Jing and asked:

"Why did the old monk disappear?"

Yue Jing shook her head in confusion.

"I don't know. At the beginning of last month, the abbot asked Master Zhiran to go to Wuming Temple. On the 1st day of the 1st day of the lunar month, the abbot called me over and gave me this box, asking me to set off to deliver it to you immediately. I came out of Hangu Temple. Halfway through the way, I heard that the abbot was gone. Then I met a group of robbers and fought. There were many people, and I couldn't beat him. Fortunately, your family came, and this path was easier. I followed him all the way. I heard that Master Zhiran was sick on the way, but it was almost here."

Li Qing listened carefully to Yue Jing's chaotic narrative and frowned slightly.

"You said the second prince always pestered the abbot. What did he want to do if he pestered the abbot?"

"The abbot never said that he was busy with his own trip. He also sent people to find the abbot every day. What happened? The abbot never told me."

Li Qing looked at Yue Jing with a smile and comforted her gently:

"I understand, okay, it's okay to get home. I'll ask you to take a shower and wash, let Zhuyu make some delicious food for you, and then have a good night's sleep."

"Um,"

Yue Jing nodded, stood up and took two steps, then turned around and said:

"When the Master arrives, you call me and I will go to pick up the Master with you."

Li Qing nodded,

"Don't worry, the master has been resting in Jinchuan Mansion for a few days. He walked slowly on the road. It will take at least ten days to arrive at Pingyang Mansion. At that time, let's pick her up together. You should take a break for two days first, and then go to Beisi to watch the master's house clean up. Yueru is also very busy and has long been looking forward to your return."

Yue Jing nodded with a smile, lifted the curtain and went out to bathe and wash with the little girl.

Li Qing sat on the kang and looked through the thin books carefully, feeling sad and sad. The second prince pestered him, for the sake of the guardian and the abbot, and the old monk was probably ready to die long ago, so he asked Yue Jing to send those books at the beginning of the year, and almost all the young elites of Hangu Temple were sent to her.

Li Qing closed the booklet and slowly stroked the rough paper with his hands. Now, Qiuyue is married, Liuli has left her, and the old monk has left her. Perhaps in the near future, Madam Zheng will leave her, and Uncle Qing will leave her, leaving her alone, living alone in this world, living in this strange and cold world.

What support does she have to support her to survive? King Ping? Child? Or go to find the misty, way back? But is Mu Lian really from the same place as her? If there is really that road, where will it lead?

Li Qing lowered his head, thinking in a daze and scattered manner. She didn't think so much. She had to ask for an explanation for the old monk and Liuli first. She still had him, at least now, with her warm and thick embrace, as well as Mu Tong, Banxia, ​​Sangzhi and Su Ye. She had to arrange them well, and there were many things. Maybe she might not think about it anymore, and she could not think about it anymore.

Li Qing shook his head, stood up, went out of the door, and went into the main house to take a shower.

In the evening, when King Ping returned to Zhuangzi, it was half an hour earlier than usual. Li Qing took the pulse case to him.

"Look at this. This was brought by Yue Jing before the old monk left. The last day was very close. That is, a month and a half ago, the old monk had good pulse diagnosis and prescribed the prescription very correctly. If he could use this prescription all the time, this day would be delayed by at least half a year."

Li Qing approached King Ping and said in a low voice. King Ping took the booklet, flipped through it a few times and handed it to Li Qing.

"Planning is in people, and success is in heaven. Now this form is extremely beneficial to us. Whether it is half a year or a year, we are always prepared, so you can relax."

Li Qing nodded, carefully put the book, got up and put it in the red sandalwood box on the bookshelf, turned around and returned to the kang, and King Ping reached out to hold her and asked with a smile:

"Is the Dharma Assembly yesterday okay?"

"Well, very good. Yang Yuanzhang is very capable. Although things are complicated, they are well organized. Uncle Qing also praised him very much, saying that he is a useful person."

King Ping nodded, Li Qing looked up at him,

"I want to find a time to meet Li Fangfei. Is it appropriate?"

King Ping was stunned,

"What are your plans?"

"I plan not yet. I just think that with Shen Qingye's foresight, maybe someone who is placed next to Li Fangfei's side is just right."

A smile appeared on King Ping's face,

"Well, you can arrange it, just take a look at Wu Weijun."

King Ping paused slightly, looked down at Li Qing, and said in discussion:

"Or, you can move back to the palace to live. After all, it is far away. There are many things. It is not convenient to get along with each other. The palace is much quieter now. If you think Chunxiyuan is not in a good position, let Mu Tong watch and clean up again."

Li Qing lowered his eyes, leaned into Ping Wang's arms, and whispered:

"I lived in the temple when I was a child. I was used to living outside the city. I still thought it was good in the village. Besides,"

Li Qing raised his head and looked at Ping Wang and said vaguely:

"I am weak and lazy. I can still be lazy in the village. I don't care about rules and etiquette. If I were in the palace, I was afraid that I would be able to be perfect and complete. Too many omissions would hurt my face and damage the dignity of the palace."

Li Qing's voice gradually lowered. Wang Ping looked at Li Qing thoughtfully, grabbed her slightly and said with a smile:

"I've just said this. These things are still in your wishes. I promised you too."

King Ping paused and continued:

"At noon, I went to Chunhuiyuan to see Honghua. In less than two days, I lost a lot of weight. My mother was so anxious that I asked someone to go to Wuya Temple to come and see him, saying that I was afraid that I had eaten too much a few days ago and hurt my stomach. My mother was like this, and I was always afraid that people would not be able to eat enough, so I kept feeding me. When I was a child, I was often fed by her. Until now, when my elder brother heard that my mother kept food, he would definitely escape from the seat." (To be continued. If you want to know what happened next, please log in. There are more chapters, support the author and support genuine reading!)
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