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Chapter 55 The Strong Scholars

When Miss Cui Qi started to undergo labor reform and marched towards Gu Ersao, Young Master Ouyang took Nianfu over the mountains and ridges to the other side of Xuancheng.

The water from Wutong Mountain converges here, forming a not too narrow river. If you take a detour, you will have to walk for at least half a day, but if you cross directly, you will have to queue up and take a boat.

"How could this happen?" Nianfu got off the carriage and asked the monk who helped with the ferry, "Master, I remember there was a bridge a few days ago. Where is that bridge?"

The monk sighed, "After a few spring rains, the water level rose sharply, and the pontoon bridge collapsed again. Look carefully there, are there no traces of wooden piles?"

After reciting the blessings, I looked closely, and sure enough I saw the former wooden bridge and iron cables at a foot of water on the shore.

Ouyang Kang also came over and asked, "Since it's flooded every year, why don't you ask the government to build a stone bridge here?"

"Why didn't you ask for it? But this place is at the junction of several towns, so it happens to be a wasteland. Besides, the world was in chaos a few years ago, so how could anyone take care of it? Now, although the new dynasty has been established, none of the yamen are rich, so where can we go?

Go for alms?"

"Then why don't you ask rich people nearby to raise funds? This is also a good thing."

"Young Master may not come very often, and I don't know our local situation. Although this is a shortcut to Xuancheng, the mountains and roads are steep along the way. Rich people have good carriages, which can run fast. I would rather take a longer way around, so that I can walk more steadily.

Therefore, I am not willing to donate. Most of the people walking from here are poor people traveling in both directions, so how much can I donate?"

The monk pointed to a cornice halfway up the mountain, and then pointed to a merit box placed by the ferry. "You see, our Nantai Temple is located on the mountainside. The master who presided over it has wanted to start this since he was young.

This is a great merit, but after decades of fundraising, the money collected every year is only enough to build a floating bridge when the water recedes, but you have to repair it, otherwise everyone will not be able to cross the river."

Ouyang Kang's heart moved when he heard this, "How much will it cost to build a stone bridge?"

The monk looked at him seriously. Seeing that although his clothes were simple, his appearance was very good, and he might be a financial sponsor, so he said sincerely, "Actually, it doesn't cost much. Master has often taken us to dig mountains and dig rocks for these years."

We have already accumulated a lot of materials. All we need is to hire a capable craftsman who can build bridges, and two to three hundred taels of silver. Don’t worry, the small temple will not dare to be greedy for any money. It will only use the money used to build the bridge.

.If you don’t believe me, you can look at our merit book. Every donation we have received in the past few decades and where the money was spent are all very clear. I will never lie to anyone.”

Ouyang Kang smiled and said, "Master, you're welcome. We can trust this."

After seeing what he said, his expression was gone. The monk's eyes, which were originally shining with hope, dimmed again. He sighed softly, turned around and wiped the corners of his eyes, "Seeing that Master's days are numbered, I don't know if there will be more in this life."

I didn’t see the completion of this bridge with my own eyes.”

Nianfu glanced at Ouyang Kang in confusion, but saw him shaking his head slightly. He glanced at the people who were still queuing up, and Nianfu understood. He stopped talking.

Gu Langu couldn't help but frown when she saw the two of them looking at each other, but she didn't say a word in front of so many people outside.

After waiting for almost an hour, the four masters and servants finally arrived.

The ferry was narrow and it was difficult for people to get there, but the carriage was a bit troublesome, so it had to be dismantled. A few monks first carried the carriage onto the boat and dragged it over, and then asked Mo Yun to lead the horse. There were four masters and servants in total, but they were divided into three.

Not only was it a waste of time, but it also made the monks so tired that they had to toss in the water for a long time while going up and down.

Ouyang Kang felt very sorry and asked Lan Gu to take a piece of silver to thank them, but the monk refused to accept the money. He only said, "This is a meritorious deed, so I don't dare to accept money. If you are willing, please leave your name as a gift."

Donate money to build the bridge."

Ouyang Kang nodded, donated the money in Lan Gu's name, then set up the car and continued to take the people on the road.

After entering the city, he found an inn to rest, closed the door, and took out his big parcel with blessing, "I have more than two hundred taels of silver here. Do you mean to donate it here?"

There were a lot of people at the ferry just now, so Ouyang Kang didn't let her say anything because he was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble.

At this moment, Ouyang Young Master raised his eyebrows, smiled, and raised his fingers at her, "Come here, listen to me."

Damn, this is too evil. Did you see that there are dimples? It’s Li Duo’s smile! Little brother Mu couldn’t resist the temptation of beauty, so he moved closer.

The two of them bit their ears, and when Lan Gu came in with tea, she frowned even more tightly and coughed loudly before frightening the two of them away.

However, after they separated, Nianfu didn't blush or avoid him. He still stood opposite Ouyang Kang and asked doubtfully, "Would it be bad to do this?"

"What's wrong?" Ouyang Kang raised his chin, "People respect me a foot, and I respect others a foot. But what if someone ruins you by a drop?"

"Should I destroy him ten millimeters?"

"Wrong!" Young Master Ouyang raised his eyebrows and looked down on Nian Fu with his eyes that hated iron but not steel. "What's the point of doing something that harms others but does not benefit oneself? You should at least take ten fights from him!"

Well, no wonder people often say that in fact, gangsters are not scary, but they are afraid of being educated. After all, people who have read books are tougher and more ferocious. Nianfu knows what to do, so he goes to count the money.

Lan Gu finally found an opportunity to remind Ouyang Kang, "Sister Mu is a girl after all. Even if she is dressed as a man, we should not get too close to each other outside. If someone notices it, both of us will have a bad reputation."

Young Master Ouyang didn't know what he thought of. He blushed instantly and promised to remember it. Lan Gu was satisfied and called it a day. He also thought about when he would have to hit Sister Mu at the right time. Let her remember her identity, even if she is not her own slave.

, but how could he be on an equal footing with her eldest young master in everything and yet not be humble?

Putting aside these worries for the time being, the next day happened to be April 28th, the birthday of Medicine King Bodhisattva, and many people went to Fangguang Temple in Xuancheng to pay their respects. Those who were sick prayed for peace, and those who were not sick prayed for peace.

Peace of mind.

Pilgrims were coming and going, and monks were chanting sutras and chanting Dharma. At noon, it was the busy time of giving alms and meals. Suddenly, a young monk came in and reported, "Master Fuyuan, the abbot of Nantai Temple, is here!"

Master Juehui, the fat and white abbot of the temple, suddenly changed his expression when he heard this, "Please come quickly!"

Even though he is now much better off than the poor Master Fuyuan on Wutong Mountain, in terms of seniority, that master is his uncle, who is devoted to Buddhism and practices ascetic Zen.

of admirable.

When I personally welcomed him out, I saw that my uncle, the teacher I hadn't seen for a long time, was obviously older and thinner. His beard and hair were completely white, and he was almost huddled up, but his eyes were exceptionally bright.

"Uncle Master, if you come down the mountain in person, why don't you let your nephew go to greet you?"

Master Fuyuan waved his hand cheerfully, and his old voice was full of joy, "With these few young apprentices carrying them, why do you need to pick them up? But I came here today because I really have something to trouble with.

you."

"What trouble are you talking about? Master, please give me your instructions."

Only then did Juehui notice that his uncle was rarely wearing a formal abbot's cassock today. Although it had been washed and turned white, it was neatly draped on his body, showing that he was very cautious.

Master Fuyuan waved his hand and summoned a cute little girl from behind, "I came today because I know that you have a wide circle of people. Can you please help me to invite the master and wife of the Hou family to come over and lend you a hand?"

Can you do something for this girl in this precious land?"

Although Juehui is a little confused, he is familiar with the Hou family's master and his wife. They both happen to be in the temple, so just go and invite them over, but what on earth is going on?

When Hou Xianglin and Mrs. Hou came over, they thought Abbot Juehui was going to bless them alone, so they were very interested.

It is said that since there was such a farce at Mr. Hou's birthday banquet, the life of Mr. Hou and his wife has been really difficult. People are almost flooded with saliva even if they don't say it openly or secretly. Especially after Hou Fangyu's day

, he moved to his grandfather’s yard, served the soup and medicine in his clothes, and paid no attention to the outside world. If he was pressed, he would just say, "If you don’t come to honor me, is it wrong for me to honor my grandfather on your behalf?"

?”

The Hou couple had nowhere to vent their anger, and since the old man vomited blood that day, his health was worse than before. Whether it was for reputation or to win back his son's heart, the Hou couple had to do something. It happened to be the right time for medicine.

On Bodhisattva Wang's birthday, the two of them discussed performing a grand ceremony for the old man, and also invited the doctor from the city's Chinese medicine hall to come over and give him medicine and gifts, which also won him a lot of praise.

As soon as the couple felt that the reconstruction had established a reputation and came to the compound with some confidence, they saw that many pilgrims were already surrounding it.

The young monk shouted, "Please give way, Master Hou and Mrs. Hou are here!" The crowd automatically separated into a lane to let the couple pass.

Enjoying such courtesy, they felt quite proud, but when they walked into the crowd, they saw a kind-faced old monk standing next to Master Juehui. At first glance, he was an old monk who had attained enlightenment. But next to the old monk, how come there was

A pretty and pretty little girl?

The couple felt choked at the same time. What happened? Why is this girl here again?

But I saw Master Juehui first introduced both parties, and then said with a smile, "Please Mr. Hou, Mrs. Hou is here for no other reason than to settle an old case. Little benefactor, you can speak for yourself."

"Thank you, Master." Nianfu specially changed into the patched women's clothes he brought from home today, responded crisply, walked in front of everyone, and saluted, "Hello, grandparents, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters.

, I am Sister Mu, the granddaughter of the Shi family in Huai'an Town."

As soon as these words came to light, the crowd suddenly burst out into exclamations, "This is Sister Mu? What a beautiful little lady! I wonder if Mr. Hu has evil intentions. Sure enough, he was not wronged."

Listening to the discussion, Nianfu smiled generously and said, "Everyone has heard about me, so they must all know that I owe the Hou family five hundred taels of silver, right?"

The Hou couple's hearts sank when they heard this. This girl mentioned this matter in front of so many people. What on earth was she going to do?
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