When they arrived at Taohua Temple, Song Ruoxi used the excuse of going to the clean room before getting rid of Zhu Qianyao, who was like a dog-skin plaster, and ran into Jingyu's Zen room as if he was running away.

Jingyu was reciting scriptures. When he saw Song Ruoxi coming in, he put down the wooden hammer in his hand and asked with concern: "Why are you so panicked in junior brother?"

"I met a girl on the road, who was so enthusiastic that she almost burned me with my junior brother." Song Ruoxi said jokingly.

"Junior brother, don't smile in front of the Bodhisattva." Jingyu said righteously.

"Do not be surprised by the dissertation, Bodhisattva." Song Ruoxi was serious and bowed with his hands to the Baici Guanyin statue.

"Since she is entangled with you, she will ask for something. If you can help her, please help her and make a good relationship." Jingyu was full of compassion.

"I can't help what she asks for."

"What did she ask for?"

"My elder brother." Although Song Ruoxi didn't guess, it was not far away.

Jingyu frowned slightly and said, "The secular rituals should respect the orders of parents and obey the words of the matchmaker. This girl should not do this. Don't get too involved with her to avoid trouble. Let's go to Nanyuan to copy the scriptures."

"Respect your senior brother's intentions." Song Ruoxi was scared by Zhu Qianyao's noise and agreed happily.

"Yuan Ding, accompany your uncle to Nanyuan." Jingyu said.

Yuanding accompanied Song Ruoxi's master and servant to Nanyuan. Zhu Qianyao waited in the room for a long time, but when she didn't see Song Ruoxi coming back, she went out to look for it. She came with Song Ruoxi, and the little nun did not doubt that he was there, so she told her that Song Ruoxi went to the Houzen Room to see the temple master. Zhu Qianyao followed their instructions and took the maid to the Houzen Room to the Houzen Room with her maid to the Houzen Room.

I walked out of the Taohua Temple along the gravel path and walked towards the south garden. A few days ago, it was cold in spring, and two spring rains fell, which knocked down many peach blossoms. In the past few days, the weather has become warmer and the peach blossoms are blooming brightly again. As we walked along the way, the fragrance of flowers is quiet and the birds are singing and insects are muttering.

Song Ruoxi was nostalgic about the beautiful scenery in the garden and smiled and said, "Yuan Ding, let's not enter the yard, just go to the pavilion over there."

"Disciple is respectful to the teacher and uncle." Yuan Ding clasped his hands together and said.

There were stone tables and benches in the pavilion. Mint used a silk sable to dust the dust on the tables and benches. Song Ruoxi asked to sit down. Xiangduo opened the suitcase containing the pen, ink, paper and ink, and arranged them one by one.

Yuan Ding sat on the ground, his eyes closed slightly, and he silently recited the Heart Sutra. Silkworm was holding the soles of his shoes, green lotus and incense were embroidered on the embroidered silk handkerchief. Song Ruoxi copied the Diamond Sutra in the stone pavilion, "I heard that for a moment, the Buddha gave the Lonely Garden in the Jetavana tree in the Kingdom of Shravas, and had a thousand,250 people with the great monks. At that time, when the Buddha was eating, he put on his clothes and held a bowl and entered the Great City of Shravas to beg for food. In the city, he begged in sequence and returned to his place. The meal..."

Song Ruoxi had just copied the ninth rank and had no appearance. The silkworm suddenly stood up and said, "Girl, someone is riding a horse in the forest."

Yuan Ding opened her eyes and looked at the silkworm girl, "Donor, this is impossible."

Although the Peach Garden is no longer a royal garden, the rules have not been changed. The silkworm walked out of the stone pavilion, listened carefully, and said confidently: "Miss, I won't hear it wrong. Someone was riding a horse and came to this side."

"Pack up our things, let's go to the yard to hide." Even though he knew the rules, he still dared to ride a horse in the forest. He must be a reckless person. Song Ruoxi was afraid and far away.

Xiangduo and Mint quickly packed up their pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and put them in a mahogany carved carved box. Yuan Ding didn't believe what Silkworm said, and sat cross-legged on the ground without moving.

Song Ruoxi's eyes turned slightly and said, "Yuan Ding, it's windy here, I'm a little cold, I'm going to go to the yard to copy scriptures."

Yuan Ding then stood up, and the five people walked out of the stone pavilion. The horse-riding man in the forest was vaguely visible. Yuan Ding frowned, recited the Buddha's name, and walked towards the horse-riding man.

"Yuan Ding." Song Ruoxi reached out to hold her, but grabbed her.

The silkworm flew over and stopped Yuan Ding, and said anxiously: "The little master is a monk and is not afraid of seeing a man, but my girl is a lay disciple. If you are entangled by them, it will damage your reputation. Please consider it for my girl."

Yuan Ding was slightly stunned and turned around and said, "Disciple is reckless, please forgive me for your crime."

"Let's go to the yard first." Song Ruoxi said as she walked forward. No matter how high the martial arts of Cannibal was, she could not be able to fully protect her without a single digit.

The five people walked quickly towards the yard. Not long after walking, they heard the sound of horse hooves behind them getting closer and closer. Song Ruoxi turned around and looked around, "No, they are chasing me!"

"Girl, who are they? Why do you chase us?" asked Mint.

"It must be those playboys in the city." Xiangduo guessed.

"The prince is a stunning beauty." The people saw Song Ruoxi's appearance clearly and shouted excitedly.

"Hehe, I didn't expect there would be treasures hidden in this peach blossom forest."

"I'll take the girl away first, you can run faster." The silkworm reached out and hugged Song Ruoxi's waist, put his feet a little, used his light skills, and quickly left with Song Ruoxi.

Although Yuan Ding did not practice martial arts like Xiangduo and Mint, she wore straw shoes and did not hurt her feet when she ran on the stone road, and she did not run slower than the two of them.

"Hey, the beauty flew away." The closer we got to the yard, the denser the peach forest planted, and the horse could not run at full speed. When he saw the person in front running into the yard, someone said disappointed.

"Come on, go and ask whose girl she is. This prince wants to take her as a concubine." If Song Ruoxi could stop and take a closer look, she would definitely recognize that the man was the prince of Prince Qi.

It was not the fifteenth day of the lunar month, and not many people came to Taohua Temple to enjoy the incense. The only young girls were Song Ruoxi and Zhu Qianyao.

"Criminal, there are two girls who came to the temple to incense this year, one surnamed Zhu and the other surnamed Song." The followers did not inquire about the nuns in the temple, but asked the coachman. The coachman of the Zhu family was not aware of his words, so he gave him a few taels of silver and said it all.

"Whose family are they all?" Prince Qi sat in the stone pavilion where Song Ruoxi copied scriptures just now.

"One is the daughter of Song Sui, the minister of Honglu Temple, and the other is the daughter of Zhu Kang, the minister of Zuo Temple in Dali Temple. The young man went in and took a look. The girl named Zhu was explaining the signature. The one who came to the garden should be Miss Song."

Prince Qi spit out the melon seed shell in his mouth and said, "The name Song Sui sounds quite familiar."

"He served as the magistrate in Guangling last year and returned to Beijing to report his work at the end of last year."

Prince Qi smiled and said, "I've been promoted and I'm just a fourth-rank official. I'll find a matchmaker to go to his house tomorrow and say that his daughter, I'm interested in it, and asked him to send someone to this prince."

"Criminal, this may not work." The entourage looked at him carefully. "Her grandfather is the Minister of Revenue, and her grandfather is the right prime minister. Her two uncles, one is the Tongzhi of the Duwei Commander, and the other is the Grand Secretary of the Zhongji Palace."

"Damn it." Prince Qi cursed, "The fat meat that is so fat that you can't eat."

"Criminal, I have an idea to let the prince eat this fat meat." A thin scholar with a rat-headed and brain sitting beside the prince smiled treacherously.

"What's the idea? Let's hear it."

The thin scholar came to his ear, and it was like this, and it happened like this. Hearing the prince Qi's eyes were lit up, and he laughed, "Okay, okay, just do it."

The other followers echoed and bursts of raping smiles.

At this time, Song Ruoxi's master and servant had already followed Yuan Ding out of the side door of the South Courtyard, went around a big circle back to Taohua Temple, and walked into Jingyu's Zen Room again as if he was escaping.

"Junior brother, Miss Zhu is asking for a visa in the palace now, so you don't have to panic." Jingyu said with a smile.

"I'm not hiding from her, but a group of men riding horses suddenly broke in from Nanyuan. I had to flee in the panic." Song Ruoxi was full of resentment. If she was a man, why would she be like this?

"Yuan Ding, let Yuangu go and see who is so bold?" Jingyu was angry and said in a deep voice.

When Yuangu rushed to Nanyuan, Prince Qi and his party had already left, and the pavilion was in chaos. I don’t know who did it, so Jingyu had to give up.

Song Ruoxi used lunch in the temple and said goodbye. When he went out, he found Zhu Qianyao waiting for her in a carriage. She could escape, but the monk could not escape the temple.

"Does the Seventh Girl be familiar with the archer here?" Zhu Qianyao seemed to have no idea that Song Ruoxi was avoiding her, and she was still enthusiastic.

"It's okay." Song Ruoxi said with a faint smile.

"Why did Miss Seven come to the temple to copy scriptures? Isn't it the same to copy at home?" Zhu Qianyao asked.

"I like the peach blossoms here." Song Ruoxi made a random reason and leaned against the cushion. "Miss Zhu, sorry, I copied the scriptures for an hour. I was a little tired and wanted to take a look."

"Okay." Although Zhu Qianyao was a little unwilling to do so, she couldn't force Song Ruoxi to speak, and she pursed her mouth.

Song Ruoxi narrowed his eyes and entered the city. The two families were not in the same direction. Zhu Qianyao had to say goodbye and got off the carriage.

"If Miss Zhu likes the third young master, she will ask her mother to come to her wife to propose marriage. What's the point of pestering the girl?" Mint shook her head in a funny way.

The silkworm said, "He raised his head to marry his daughter, bowed his head to marry his wife, and asked the man to take the initiative to make a marriage proposal, but there was no reason why the woman came to propose marriage. If the two families had already agreed, but the man was not here for a long time, he just didn't want to get married."

Song Ruoxi's eyes flashed slightly, and Lu Fengyan said to come to see her, but a month has passed, and no one has come, and even the news has not been sent in. What does he mean?

He doesn't want to get married anymore?

Song Ruoxi showed a bitter smile on his lips. It was okay. It seemed that she was thinking too simple about getting married now. The old man had discovered that she could sell for a good price and would definitely control her marriage. Her agreement with Lu Yan could not be accurate at all. Lu Yan might have understood the truth, so there was no news.

The silkworm didn't know what she said, which made Song Ruoxi think far away.

When he returned to the Song family, Song Ruoxi concealed what happened in Taohua Temple from Ji Yun. He didn't even say anything about Zhu Qianyao's entanglements all the way. He chatted for a few words and asked, "Mom, what kind of family will the second aunt find for the second sister?"

"Okay, why did you suddenly ask about this?" Ji Yun put down the teacup in her hand, "Who told you what did you say?"

"Mom, I'm going to be in the middle of June. Now the old man 'respected' me very much. He will definitely sell me for the benefit of the Song family." Song Ruoxi said bluntly.

"Last time, the old man planned to send you into the palace, but now he has set his sights on Mr. Ye. Before Mr. Ye gets engaged, he will not consider others for the time being. We just need to wait for Mr. Ye to make sure that Mr. Ye gets the marriage we have, so we will ask the person we have chosen to come to propose marriage. At that time, before he has chosen the right person, he caught him off guard." Ji Yun was confident.

"But he can disagree."

"He doesn't agree, so please ask your grandfather to come and ask him to agree." Ji Yun smiled, "The governments in the central government are about your age. My mother has picked out ten of them and asked someone to inquire about the situation."

"Brothers of Yi, mother gave up?"

"We didn't give up, but we can't just choose this one. If there is any small mistake, there is no way to go. We need to prepare more families and choose the best one."

Song Ruoxi's eyes flashed and she asked, "Mom, you didn't send someone to inquire about Lu Fengyan's situation, why haven't he replied to you yet?"

Ji Yun frowned, "I feel very strange about this. It's almost two months old and there is no news at all. Xi'er, can't this person be there at all?"

"The gifts sent are real."

Ji Yun Zhengyan said: "Xi'er, the girl's family is not waiting. When she is old, she can only be the second child of the house. If there is no news about him before you and the hairpin, you are not allowed to think about him anymore. Do you hear it?"

"I heard it." Song Ruoxi nodded.

Ji Yun breathed a sigh of relief when she heard her daughter agreeing so readily. Fortunately, the child was not stubborn, otherwise she would have a headache.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the Hundred Flowers Club. In the early morning, Song Ruoxi was woken up by Xiangxiu.

"When?" Song Ruoxi didn't even open his eyes, and he held the quilt and rolled into the bed, "I'll sleep for a while."

"It's right." Xiangxiu reached out and pulled the quilt, "Girl, although the old lady is sick, she doesn't have to pay her respects, but today she is going to the Baihua Club, so you'd better get up and wash."

"I don't want to go again. I'm getting up late, so I can make excuses and don't need to go." Song Ruoxi yawned and pulled the quilt hard.

"Miss, I'm afraid it won't work. Miss Eight and Ten will come here later."
To be continued...