Chapter 1078

That is, their life span will be much longer than that of others, maybe half of their life span, which is enough to let them enjoy the great mountains and rivers in the world.

Of course, Shen Qingci didn't take what Princess Jun said and didn't take it to heart.

She's not a doctor. She can't cure people, she can't have children.

The birth of a child depends on the fate of the child.

It's their own business whether they are born or not. When can it be counted on her as an outsider, of course, she also forgot about it.

when she woke up the next day, it was already bright outside, and brand Heng was already in the palace. Since they came back, he began to be busy, and there were a lot of national affairs, so he had no way to leave.

Every day, before dawn, he would go to the court, and would come back at night. The children had not seen their father for a long time, but Shen Qingci was afraid of it. If it was too long, they would forget what their father looked like.

"Thinking," Shen Qingci called out to the outside.

"Madame is here." Xie Si opened the door and came in. Sanxi and Daxiang had already come in with a water basin. Shen Qingci thought of a thing when she was cleaning her face. In fact, she forgot about it. When she saw Sanxi and Daxiang together, she remembered that there was still a person in the mansion.

"Think, you do something for me."

Shen Qingci waved to Xie Si, and Xie Si also walked past.

Remember? Shen Qingci told Xie Si what he wanted to say.

"But do you remember?"

SHEN Qingci asked again. If the matter was big or small, she didn't know it, but she had a little more thought at the beginning.

She nodded and was ready to go out, but then she turned back.

Then he stood in front of Shen Qingci.

Shen Qingci felt his purse, and then took out a few silver beads from it and gave it to Xie Si.

How she feels that everyone around her is greedy.

But it seems that she is used to it.

However, she propped up her face, this person always needs something, no pay master son, how can get the girl's heart.

She always believed that the people she had treated with her heart would return her heart.

Of course, few people can get her approval.

She came out, outside those clear moonlight light, fell on her body, she closed her eyes, and then opened, even under the eyelashes, are dyed with a layer of shallow warmth.

In xiangjue temple, master Jingkong stops beating the wooden fish in his hand, and also stands up.

"Will the spring clothes of the temple be redone again this year?"

On the other hand, the little monk wanted to say that the spring clothes were made last year and can be worn again.

"Monks' quilts should also be changed."

"One more well should be drilled in this temple, so that there is no need to go down the mountain to carry water."

The little monk opened his mouth and hesitated for a long time.

"Master, we have no money."

Yes, there is no money. Where do they get the money? Although so many monks add more incense, they spend more. The temple receives homeless people every day, but they have to eat and drink. The food in the temple doesn't need money. Anyone who wants to eat can eat it.

In the winter of this year, they had green food, and in the future it was guaranteed, but they still had no money to do other things.

"Well," master clearance took a soft cloth and gently wiped the dust on the Buddha statue.

"There will be money soon. You have to go and do it. We have spring clothes for this season."

"Where is silver?" The little monk scratched his head. He had seen the warehouse. They really didn't have any money.

"Just go and prepare."

The clearance mage was still careful to wipe the dust. He didn't know if there would be dust.

Maybe he didn't rub any dust.

Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. Buddha's nature is always pure, where there is dust.

Then he only knows what he wipes.

The little monk looks at his master for a long time. Is it the master who is confused or not awake?

"Are you talking about being a teacher?"

Master Jingkong turned his head. There was no wrinkle on his face. He had a good face. He didn't know his age or his years. Everything seemed to be wrong, but not to be found.

"No, I dare not," said the little monk. Otherwise, he would go to fertilize the snow vegetables. The smell of fertilizer would be there.

Well, it's beyond words.

When the little monk went out, he happened to meet Shen Qingci."Hello, master."

Shen Qingci made a Buddhist ceremony to the little monk.

The little monk also returned a salute. He knew Shen Qingci's words, but his eyes couldn't help but brighten. He understood what master Jingkong had just said?

It turned out that the master had already expected that the silver deliverer would come, and they would also have new spring clothes.

It is said that all monks are empty, but they also need to eat and dress. He is in charge of the people's livelihood in the temple. He worries about eating better every day. Finally, it is possible for them to wear spring clothes, autumn clothes and even winter clothes.

When the little monk looked at Shen Qingci's eyes, he felt so strange.

It's like, like what?

She didn't think of it for the time being, but she couldn't help touching her arm.

When she saw master Jingkong, he was smiling, but why did Shen Qingci feel that there was a line of indecency in his smile. His eyes were bright, and his desires could pierce people.

"The temple hall will be built."

Master Jingkong sighed, "it's been more than 20 years. It rained heavily a few days ago, but there was some rain missing."

Shen Qingci pressed his forehead.

She finally knew where the cool feeling had come from?

"The spring clothes of monks are the same as last year's, and many of them are patched."

Master Jingkong smiles, just waiting for her to make a statement.

"Is 100000 Liang enough?"

Shen Qingci knew that the old monk was going to let her bleed.

"Not bad."

Master Jingkong sighed and said that the day was getting more and more sad. Shen Qingci turned his eyes on him for many times.

"I'll bring him to show you."

Shen Qingci holds Yi Ge'er from the breast-feeding mother's arms. Yi Ge'er doesn't know when he wakes up. He is looking at his mother with his head askew. His peach blossom eyes are also bent up, like clouds, and they are covered with a little bit of yarn.

Shen Qingci nodded his small forehead, "my son is really like a flower."

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