The sky in June changes as soon as possible. Chen Sanye Chen Tingwen and his family were walking on the official road. A thunder suddenly sounded in the air, and it was about to rain.

"Mother, don't panic. My father has sent someone to check in front to see if there is any place to shelter from the rain."

"I understand, please go back to the car and be careful of getting wet in the rain."

"It's...mother, why don't you see your sister?"

The thunder rumbling, the people were talking, and the carriage was bumping even more violently. Chen Qingqing could no longer sleep, so she frowned and opened her eyes. The carriage was very dark. When she heard her brother looking for her, Chen Qingqing turned her head out in a daze when she was lying facing the wall.

"Slow down, fall down carefully." Chen, who was sitting outside, held his daughter in time. Looking at her red face and blurred and moist almond eyes, Chen smiled softly. Others missed her son, but she loved her only daughter the most, and she wished she would hold her daughter in her arms wherever she went and keep her sweetly for the rest of her life.

Chen Qingqing then remembered where she was. Her eyes flashed across her beautiful mother. Through the half-open bamboo curtain, Chen Qingqing saw a young man with a jade-like face, which was her good brother Chen Su.

"Brother?" Chen Qingqing called in confusion. She was in the same car as her mother during this trip. Her father brought her brother, brother, and why did her brother come over?

My sister who just woke up was stupid and smiled solemnly, explaining: "It's going to rain, and the carriage will be very bumpy. My sister bears it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew in with raindrops.

A drop of water fell on Chen Qingqing's face, and itchy. Chen Qingqing instinctively tilted her head and buried it in her mother's arms.

"Do you use your mother's clothes as a face towel?" Chen smiled and pinched her daughter's white earlobes exposed outside.

Chen Qingqing smiled with her eyes closed.

This section of the official road is relatively remote, and the Shen family's convoy ran quickly for two quarters of an hour before reaching the foot of a mountain.

It was raining heavily, and the carriage could not get on the mountain. Apart from leaving a few guards to guard, the others could only walk to Koizumi Temple on the hillside to take shelter from the rain.

Changing into a straw raincoat made it even more inconvenient to walk. Chen Tingwen held his six-year-old second son Chen Wang in front with his hands. Chen Su was supported by his maid and walked in the middle. Chen Su and Chen Qingqing and his brother and sister followed behind.

There was sparse moss growing on the stone steps, which was very slippery, and the master and servant walked carefully.

Despite this, Chen Qingqing was in a good mood. She liked to watch the rain the most. When she was a child, she would run out secretly when it rained, stepping around barefoot in the shallow clean water puddle, and then she was soon discovered and taken away by the wet nurse. Until she grew up, she stopped doing whatever she wanted due to the rules and etiquette of the lady.

He was held by his brother in one hand, and Chen Qingqing was at ease to enjoy the rain in the mountains. He saw that the rain was vast like a curtain, and the green mountains were shrouded in the distance, like a fairyland. The rain lines near him gathered into beads among the green leaves, and dripping on the stone steps, which was also very pleasant.

It was not until he was tired of climbing the mountain that Chen Qingqing retracted his gaze from looking around and focused on walking.

The housekeeper greeted the abbot in advance. Xiaoquan Temple is just a remote and unknown small temple in Cangzhou. In addition to the abbot, there are only four monks in the temple, and the incense is usually bleak. Now I heard that Mr. Chen from the hometown of Chenge, the capital, is coming to have a stay, but the abbot is not happy. He called four monks to quickly clean out several rooms, and then stood in front of the door to welcome the distinguished guests.

After waiting for a long time, a few human words finally came from the mountain road. The abbot looked up and looked up. He saw several figures turning around the path covered with green trees. The leader was a couple. The man was thirty years old, with a fair and gentle face. The woman had bright eyes, snowy skin, and beautiful appearance that made it difficult for monks to see many.

This must be Mr. Chen and his wife.

The boy in the middle of the couple had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his black eyes looked around and showed his stubbornness. Then he looked at the brother and sister behind him. The young man had handsome eyebrows and calm demeanor, and the little girl...

The abbot couldn't help but be stunned as his eyes fell on the little girl's face.

He had never seen such a beautiful girl. Mrs. Chen was very beautiful, but after all, she was the mother of three children. At this time, Mrs. Chen was dignified and gentle, unlike her daughter. She was in her prime at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Her almond eyes were as lively as two clear springs, her lips were pink and tender as newly bloomed cherry blossoms, and her delicate skin that was shattered. She seemed to be pinched out by a flower, making people want to carry it over and put it in a vase, and watch Tiantianlian every day.

Fortunately, the abbot is nearly 60 years old and is already past the age of easily moving.

Withdrew his gaze, the abbot folded his hands together and smiled to the approaching Chen Tingwen and his wife.

The elders greeted each other, and Chen Qingqing looked at the five monks opposite curiously. Perhaps the food in the temple was not very good. Four of the five were as thin as a man, and only the black-faced monk standing at the back of his eyes was tall and strong, which was very eye-catching in such a temple. Chen Qingqing couldn't help but look at her, and suddenly the man looked up at her, revealing a long centipede-like ugly scar in the corner of his left eye.

Chen Qingqing was shocked and hurriedly approached her brother, not daring to look at her anymore.

Two quarters of an hour later, the monks left, and the Shen family sat in the simple-furnished living room and chatted.

"Dad, I want to go out and play." The six-year-old Chen Wang sat restlessly beside his mother and asked for advice expectantly.

Chen Tingwen smiled and said, "It's too heavy, go when it clears up."

Chen Wang acted coquettishly: "I want to go now."

Chen Tingwen laughed and frowned, very majestic.

Chen Wang immediately shrank his neck and didn't dare to say anything anymore.

Chen smiled and touched his young son's little head.

"Dad, did you see that black-faced monk?" Chen Qingqing asked his father with lingering fear, "I always feel that he doesn't look like a good person."

Chen Tingwen was intrigued and looked at his daughter and asked, "Why do you think so?"

Chen Qingqing naturally had her reason: "If a monk is obedient and obedient, how could he be hurt if he recites scriptures and Buddha every day? And his eyes were fierce, and I was afraid of seeing it."

Chen Tingwen laughed and asked his daughter: "Some people are born with good faces, while others are born with bad looks. How can one judge a person's character based on his appearance alone? Besides, his injury may be caused by him when he saw injustice on the road to save people, right?"

Chen Tingwen was the top scholar awarded by the former emperor of the palace examination that year. Chen Qingqing couldn't tell her father, so she pouted and turned her head, looking unhappy.

Chen Tingwen quickly coaxed his daughter: "But what I just said was also a guess. He may be a good person or a bad person. We should always be careful when we go out." After that, Chen Tingwen called out to Manager Wu, who was accompanying him, and ordered him to arrange a yard protection and not allow outsiders to enter and exit the yard casually.

Manager Wu took the order and left.

Chen Qingqing smiled only then.

Not long after, the temple brought tonight's vegetarian meal, which were nothing more than steamed buns, porridge and other vegetarian food. The light meal was served on the table. Chen Wang, who liked the most meat dish, was unhappy and stared at the dishes one by one: "Why is there no meat?"

Chen Tingwen did not have any pampering attitude towards his son and said solemnly: "Buddhist does not kill animals, eat honestly and do not say much."

Chen Wang did not dare to disobey his father, so he grabbed a steamed bun in grievance and lowered his head to eat.

Chen Qingqing lost her appetite when she caught a small crack on a dish plate. She covered her face with her hands and yawned, and stood up to act coquettishly at her parents: "I'm so sleepy, Dad, please use it slowly, I'll go back to the room first."

Neither of the couple exposed their daughter.

Chen Qingqing walked out with a smile. Yu Chan opened the wide green paper umbrella at the door early to hide the rain for her girl.

Chen Qingqing lives in the east wing room. When the master and servant came over, Chen Qingqing's other maid Yudie had already laid the bed tent.

"Girl, the things in the temple are definitely not as good as those we use for our own homes. You will be wronged tonight." Yudie looked at the old pear wood bed inside and said helplessly.

Chen Qingqing walked to the bed. The green quilt on the bed looked like it was not new. Perhaps it was because of a rainy day, the entire bed exuded a faint wet and moldy smell. Not to mention the masters of the Shen family, even the quilts used by the Shen family were better than this one.

Chen Qingqing took two steps back with disgust. She was about to go to her parents to complain about the hardships in the temple, but everyone walked to the door. Looking at the heavy rain outside, Chen Qingqing bit her lip and retreated back to the inner room. If she really complained, her parents could only send people down the mountain to move things in the car. The road was slippery, so she should not bother with her servants.

But she couldn't sleep with such a shabby bed.

Chen Qingqing simply sat at the table.

"Girl, don't you sleep?" Yudie asked in confusion.

Chen Qingqing sighed at the window: "Just be here for one night."

How could the delicate little girl sit all night? Yudie was about to persuade her, but Yu Chan was quickly winking at her. What to persuade her? They still don’t know what her own girl’s temper is. She has developed a delicate temper by the third wife since she was a child. She would rather throw her away if she had any unsatisfactory food and clothing, and would never let her down.

"It's cold tonight, let's put on a bun." Yuchan took a pink bun from the small package he carried with him.

Chen Qingqing nodded boredly.

After sitting all night, the next morning, Chen Qingqing felt sore in her waist and back.

"Has the rain stopped?" Chen Qingqing asked about the first thing she did when she woke up.

Yuchan shook her head while holding the wooden basin in, "It's still falling, it's just a drizzle, it shouldn't last long."

Chen Qingqing was very disappointed. She changed her clothes to pay tribute to her parents. Sure enough, she heard that the family wanted to stay in the temple for one more night.

"Didn't sleep well last night?" Chen noticed his daughter's strangeness at a glance and asked with distress.

Chen Qingqing leaned into her mother's arms sleepily: "Mom, I want to go home soon."

Chen smiled and patted his daughter on the shoulder: "It's almost done. This time we've returned to the capital, we won't go far again."

The mother and the mother spoke in a low voice, and Chen Wang suddenly heard the excitement of excitement in the yard: "Mom, there is an old locust tree in the back mountain, and the four of us can't hold it. Monk Jing'an said that the old locust tree has lived for more than a thousand years and is the treasure of the temple here. He also said that making wishes to the old locust tree is the most effective!"

Before the voice fell, he ran in like a calf, and his steps were steady behind him.

"Look at you, why don't you hold an umbrella?" Chen touched his youngest son's slightly wet hair and whispered.

Chen Wang didn't care: "What's this little rain? Only the girl's family is afraid of rain!"

After saying that, the boy looked up at his sister.

Chen Qingqing was too lazy to pay attention to her naughty brother, so she turned her head and yawned again.

When Chen Tingwen saw this, he knew that his daughter was most concerned about personal objects, so he quickly arranged for people to go down the mountain to get pillows, quilts, etc.

After breakfast, Chen Tingwen was about to take his wife and children to see the old locust tree. Chen Qingqing was so sleepy that she said she would not go no matter what, and fell asleep on the newly prepared bed.

At the same time, the horses were hooves on the official road, and sixteen fast horses rushed over like lightning, and they all stopped in front of the Shen family's convoy.

The wide straw raincoat blocked everyone's appearance, but the well-trained formation still made people feel afraid.

On the front, Li Zhi held the reins in his hand and squinted his eyes slightly toward the Koizumi Temple, which was vaguely visible on the hillside.

"Mr. Marquis, I have the exact news that the traitor Cao Xiong is hiding in Koizumi Temple."

Li Zhi nodded and glanced at the Shen family convoy beside the official road.

My subordinates have already gone to inquire and come back to report: "Mr. Marquis, Chen Sanye from Chen Ge's hometown, yesterday, and his family passed by here. Because the heavy rain was difficult, the convoy was suspended. At this time, Chen Sanye's family was still sheltering from the Koizumi Temple."

The Shen family? The most famous Qingliu family in the capital?

Li Zhi sneered and ordered in a deep voice: "Today, be sure to capture Cao Xiong. If someone gets in trouble, we will eliminate it together."
Chapter completed!