The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor - Chapter 438

[Extra 2 Sang Chen (3)]

In the second part of the story,

Sang Chen was nestled in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. It was not until the sky turned dark and the little novice called him to dinner that he was relieved a little.

After

dinner, Sang Chen returned to Zhu to pick up his clothes and go to take a bath.

He lived alone in a deserted corner behind the monastery, and the abbot gave him a plot of land to grow vegetables.

Usually he will help the temple to copy the scriptures, and he will not give money, but he will take care of three meals a day.

The only person who accompanied him day and night was the mount he used to be a doctor of Taixue — a donkey.

All the scholars in the Tang Dynasty were heartbroken. Sang Suiyuan, who was absolutely amazing, was buried in the scriptures like this. He never received any invitations, did not write articles, and did not recite poems. Chess records, but never bought or sold or given away.

For a time, the prices of Sang Suiyuan’s calligraphy, paintings and manuscripts soared, especially the orchid inkstone he made with his own hands. The poems engraved on the bottom have been sold for thousands of dollars, and they have become the most luxurious items on the aristocratic desks.

But they are all priceless, and those who own these things will naturally not sell them for money.

However, Sang Chen was completely unaware of all this.

He is very satisfied with his current life. He is vegetarian, recites scriptures, and is relaxed.

Occasionally, I still think of Ran Yan’s face, but I can’t move his mind. When we meet by chance, it’s just a Buddha’s name and a Buddha’s salute.

However, Sang Chen didn’t believe that his heart for her had become dull. He thought that it would last forever.

In the hazy light, Sang Chen got out of his sandals and entered the house in the dark.

Just as he was about to go to touch the clothes on the screen, he suddenly had an extra pair of hands on his waist, followed by a soft body behind his back, “Mr. Sang.”

It’s the lady of the Du family!

Sang Chen screamed and stuck in his throat, anxiously said, “It’s already night, why are you still here!”

“I always thought, I’ll wait for you to come back, but I didn’t expect it to get dark before I knew it. .^/Very literary/^” Madam Du knew Sang Chen’s temperament too well. Others might not believe such nonsense, but he would definitely believe it.

“Let go of me first.” In the darkness, Sang Chen’s face flushed red, and he felt the soft body on his back was hot like a soldering iron.

“This place is too desolate. I’m afraid alone. If you promise me not to run, I’ll let you go.” Madam Du’s voice choked.

“Yeah.” Sang Chen replied.

Sang Chen has the biggest advantage, that is, a promise of gold.

Mrs. Du didn’t doubt his words at all, and let go of her hand happily, thinking that Liu Qingsong’s method really worked well, and she had more confidence in the next thing.

Sang Chen touched the fire stick and

lit the oil lamp.

The dim light illuminated the small room, he didn’t dare to turn around, thought for a moment, and said, “Miss Du, it’s getting late, I’m afraid all the gates are closed, but if you live here, you’re afraid of your reputation. I’ll take you to Qingyin Nunnery for a night.”

Sang Chen didn’t get an answer for a long time and couldn’t help but turn around.

Under the warm light, the woman was standing alone in an amber-colored cross-collar skirt, her face covered with veil, and she could not see the whole picture, but it seemed to exude a kind of loneliness from her bones, and the loneliness was full of gentleness, like a piece of beautiful jade.

Madam Du bowed her head slightly, “Qingyin Temple

is too far.” Sang Chen came back to his senses and said cautiously, “It’s not too far, not too far, just cross two hills.”

It was already dawn when we arrived, right?

Liu Qingsong taught her the overlord to bow hard. Sang Chen is a very responsible person. Whether it is her initiative or not, he will take responsibility.

Since she saw Sang Chen for the first time, she has been unable to erase his figure from her heart. In the past four years, her family has told her several times to kiss her. She would rather pretend to be crazy and sell stupid than marry, and now it is like this. At first, I really wanted to disregard shame and follow Liu Qingsong’s method, but looking at his clear eyes, he could only sigh and bow slightly, “There is Mr. Laosang.

Sang Chen has a smile on his face, I found a cloak from the house, “It’s dewy in the middle of the night, the lady should put it on first.

”

She suddenly skipped a few beats in her heart. In her hometown, a lady means a lady.

Four years after she came to Tang Dynasty, she had long been accustomed to the names “Langjun” and “Niangzi”, and the servants in the family also called “Niangzi, Niangzi”, but hearing Sang Chen called her like that, she still couldn’t control her blush. heartbeat.

“My name is Jiang Li.” Mrs. Du wrapped the cloak around her body, giving off a faint smell of saponin.

“Hu Jiangli and Pi Zhixi, Ren Qiulan thinks that they are wearing them.” Sang Chen gradually became more at ease, “It’s an elegant name.”

“Jiang Li, Jiangli, my father gave me this name at first, but Later, I felt bad.” Du Jiangli smiled.

Sang Chen lit the lantern, and was about to go out, when he suddenly stopped and asked, “Does the lady know the way?”

Du Jiangli shook his head.

“Let’s wait.” Sang Chen hurriedly went back, tossed around in the room, and walked out with a large package, seeing Du Jiangli staring at him in astonishment, he explained rather shyly, ” I’ve never been very good at knowing the way, but don’t worry, my lady, I’ll definitely be there within half a month.”

“That’s good, let’s go.” Du Jiangli’s lips curved behind the veil, which is really a big advantage. Just to listen to him call out a few more words of “lady”, it’s okay to be obsessed with it for a year and a half.

After half an hour.

Completely unexpectedly lost.

But fortunately, one is looking forward to getting lost, and one is very experienced in getting lost, and no one panicked.

“Lang Jun, are there any beasts in this forest?” Du Jiangli changed his tune directly. Anyway, Sang Chen didn’t know what Lang Jun she called.

Sang Chen’s face turned pale, “Should… No, it is said that the government will order people to come and round up every year.”

This is still in Chang’an City, so the court can’t allow beasts on the mountain. What if you go down the mountain and hurt people?

Therefore, the army has been sent over many times to kill the beasts on the mountain, and it is unlikely to encounter beasts such as tigers and wolves.

In the middle of the night, the two discussed to rest by the water for a while.

Sang Chen asked, “Is the lady hungry?”

Du Jiangli nodded, she didn’t eat lunch or dinner.

Once out, Sang Chen was always well prepared, so he took out a steamed bun and handed it to Du Jiangli.

Du Jiangli took the steamed bun, took off the veil, and took a small bite.

Although it has been rumored that Du Jiangli is not married to him in the past four years, this is actually the first time that Sang Chen has seen his appearance so clearly.

It was beautiful, the kind of beauty he had never seen before.

“Amitabha.” Sang Chen suddenly sang the Buddha’s name.

Du Jiangli’s face was inexplicable – he glanced at him, and was struggling with how to deal with the crumbs of steamed buns, put them in his mouth, it’s a bit unsightly, throw it away, will he say she wasted food?

Thinking, she sprinkled the crumbs into the water.

Sang Chen lowered his eyes, saw fish swimming in the water, and smiled slightly, just about to praise Du Jiangli for being kind, but he heard her happily say, “There are fish! Langjun, I can fork fish, let’s grill the fish and eat it! ”

[End of this Chapter]