Chapter 1235： May there be years to look back on, and share the white head with affection

Chapter 1235 May there be years to look back, and share the white head with affection

Song Boyan also looked at the Buddha statue: "If the gods and Buddhas have spirits and know what I want in my heart, it would be a worthwhile trip to come to Qingfu this time."

These words made Tang Li restrained from joking.

Because she heard it, Song Boyan said this, not to make fun of her.

Being able to ask a high-ranking person to say such a solemn prayer, Tang Li's first reaction was to think of state affairs.

only--

As far as she knows, no major incidents have happened in S country in the past few days.

At least the news is not reported.

The only one Tang Li knew about the Qing Dynasty was Li Shi.

There will never be someone else making a fuss about her blood relationship with Tang Shen...

However, looking at Song Boyan's posture, it doesn't seem like he wants to discuss official business with her, and that prayer turned out to be a casual remark.

Tang Li didn't ask, but secretly wrote it down in his heart.

Song Boyan said that he came to pay homage to Tang Shen and Tang Yin, and he really finished the incense and had no plans to leave the temple.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Tang Li couldn't hold back: "Aren't you leaving today?"

When    was speaking, Song Boyan was inserting new incense into the copper furnace.

Song Boyan never faked his hand in this action.

When    was chanting in the afternoon, Tang Li had moved to Song Boyan's side.

At this moment, it is also inseparable.

So, Song Boyan turned around, and the two almost stuck together.

Song Boyan didn't ridicule the beautiful woman who was 'giving her arms and hugs', but only cared about the beautiful woman: "Is there nothing to do?"

Tang Li: "..."

Actually Tang Li is quite busy.

Because it was her relative’s ritual, the old monk asked her to knock the wooden fish for half an hour every day.

It's been half an hour today and she hasn't knocked.

Whoever told her to focus her attention elsewhere.

Not long after Tang Li picked up the wooden fish, Song Boyan left the hall.

After she finished knocking for half an hour, she got up and went to the door of the main hall. From Ji Ming's mouth, she learned that Song Boyan was invited by the monk king.

"I'm so impatient because I'm afraid you... Your Excellency will leave without saying goodbye?"

Li Ling suddenly appeared behind Tang Li.

It would be rude to call President Song "your man" in front of Ji Ming.

So, she changed her honorary title, but she was not so polite when she said it: "Man, after all, you are busy, not to mention your Excellency, you are not weaned, you have to cry if you can't find someone."

Tang Li said: "I always thought Aunt Ling was very refreshing."

Received compliments unexpectedly, but Li Ling was not used to it.

However, he was still disgusted: "It's up to you to say it."

Tang Li smiled: "Aunt Ling is fine, but she has a mouth."

Watching Tang Li put on his shoes and walking away, Li Ling just reacted and turned to ask Zheng Shu, who happened to pass by: "Is she connoting me?"

Zheng Shu: "..."

The place where the monk king met Song Boyan was in a secluded meditation room.

There is no cloister in the building of Wat Phra Singh.

Tang Li did not step forward to knock on the door, but just waited outside with an umbrella.

In the meditation room, the monk looked away from the figure outside the window and spoke a paragraph.

A young monk who knew the S language sat beside him and respectfully translated: "The Buddha said that looking back five hundred times in a previous life can only be exchanged for one pass in this life. Fortunately, the donor has been in the dark this year, and since then, he has neither seen the Tathagata nor the Buddha."

If you do not see the Tathagata, you will not see the Buddha.

Song Boyan brushed the ring on the ring finger of his left hand and slowly turned—

With a concern in my heart, it is natural that the four elements can no longer be empty.

The young monk translated the words of the king again: "Master, he is the best at watching people. The donor is now in harmony with his husband and wife. Next year, when the ears are falling, the family will be filled with joy."

Nong tiles, Song Boyan understood.

means daughter.

The monk said again: "Master also said that the donor has many sons and more blessings in this life, and his family is safe; in the year of knowing his fate, the image of the hidden dragon ascending to the sky may appear again."

Song Boyan didn't make a decision, smiled slightly, and only answered: "Then follow the good words of the master."

Tang Li didn't wait too long in the rain before Song Boyan came out of the meditation room.

Not waiting for what is going forward, Tang Li walked to the steps first.

The umbrella in her hand was handed out by her.

The black umbrella covered the man's head and also wet Tang Li's left shoulder.

Under the umbrella, outside the umbrella, are two worlds.

The setting sun reflects half of the sky, sloping down in the rain, and also dyes the cheeks of lovers red.

Song Boyan took the umbrella handle from Tang Li's hand, and at the same time he took the black umbrella, he also brought the person back under the umbrella and put his big hand on the girl's back, "How long did you wait?"

This is a question that I know well.

The meditation room has windows, so it's not like Tang Li didn't see it.

Even if she was coaxed as a child, she was still willing to cooperate: "It's only ten minutes."

Going down the stairs, Tang Li said again, "Do you want to stay in the Qing residence today?"

"If you don't go, how will you arrange your place to live?"

If it is not a private trip, the city of Qing Dynasty is not qualified to receive Song Boyan.

The whole of Siam, and also the city of Man, meets the standards for these great people to stay.

This standard refers not only to accommodation conditions, but also to safety issues.

Tang Ligang wanted to say, 'Actually, I can live in Li's house', but someone approached with an umbrella, and she recognized the other party—Cheng Ying, another secretary of Song Boyan.

Cheng Ying said respectfully recently: "Your Excellency, Consul Fang of the Consulate General of S country in Qing is here. The hotel has already done the investigation and can check in at any time."

Tang Li heard the words and swallowed the words that came to his lips.

Since Song Boyan was busy with business, Tang Li was not going to follow him.

As soon as Cheng Ying left, she said, "I haven't added incense to my mother yet, so I'll go back to the main hall first."

Song Boyan didn't stop him.

Tang Licai took the umbrella that He Wei handed over, and heard Song Boyan say, "Let He Wei pick you up later?"

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome."

Not wanting to delay Song Boyan's work, Tang Li declined: "I live well at Li's house. When you leave for Manchester, let me know in advance and I'll go to the hotel to find you. To be honest, I've been very busy these days. ."

Song Boyan asked her again: "Don't even have time to have dinner together?"

Tang Li said: "We already have an appointment."

Song Boyan didn't force her any further, he just told her: "Go home after dinner, don't stay outside for too long."

Tang Li nodded, then left with an umbrella.

Saying that the appointment was nonsense, Tang Li left the temple and went back to Li's house.

Having dinner with Song Jingtian, Tang Li was about to watch the news of S country on the Internet when there was a knock on the door, and it was Li Ruan who came.

In the evening, Li Ruan did not come back with her.

appeared here at this time, apparently on purpose.

"Tomorrow afternoon, the old man will come back in person. Although the old man's original words conflict with the time of the ritual, he has already asked the monk king, and the monk king said that it is fine, and your Excellency is busy with other affairs, so the date of the appointment is still fixed. Tomorrow."

Tang Li didn't understand: "What are you hiring?"

Li Ruan didn't look at her as a joke: "Your Excellency didn't tell you?"

Determined that Tang Li was really unaware, Li Ruan handed her the document bag: "This is the marriage certificate that Song Boyan gave to the old man."

Tang Li opened the bag, and a piece of red paper caught her eye.

Her eyes were glued to the last sentence.

"...but Li's daughter is what I think about. I hope that there are years to look back, and I will share my white head with affection."

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Because of the physical relationship, there is no second shift in the morning, so I apologize to everyone.

Good night!

(end of this chapter)