PNB Chapter 144 He was also afraid of the bright forehead
Chapter 144 He was also afraid of the bright forehead
"Master, the old man from the village has arrived." An Yi seized the opportunity and stepped forward to report.
"Okay! Come with me." Seeing that the second brother's house didn't even have a place to sit, Ling Wuxin thought of taking these old men for a stroll in the hot spring valley to exercise their bodies, and they could also talk about things at the same time, thus killing two birds with one stone.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!" Ten old men saluted in unison. They were all around sixty years old, wearing grey and black cotton clothes and warm hats. They looked kind and peaceful, and in good condition. They were capable, after all, they were also managers of the properties under the name of the prince's mansion when they were young, and now they are living in the manor.
"No need to be polite, let's talk while walking!" Ling Wuxin said, and then led a group of old men for a stroll in the bamboo forest of Hot Spring Valley.
"My fellow stewards, I am already old now. Unless the situation requires it, I will never disturb your retirement life again."
"However, now that the Qingcheng Temple has been built, I am worried about handing it over to others, so I have to ask you for help this time. I promise that you will just move to a new place to retire and take care of the temple by the way."
"Just treat it as a lay disciple of Buddhism. We don't ask you to follow us in being vegetarians, nor do we ask you to follow us in being ordained. What do you think of this?"
Ling Wuxin led them for a distance, expressed what he wanted to express in a few words, then stopped, turned to look at them, and asked for their opinions.
"Thank you, Your Majesty! But this tonsure..." Several old men looked at each other and took off their hats at the same time, revealing their shiny foreheads...
Ah... this? What's going on with these ten old men who are all completely or partially bald? !
Ling Wuxin used up all his strength and gritted his teeth to keep calm, but he felt that he was about to lose control and burst into laughter. So he turned to An Yi with a ferocious look and said, "An Yi! What's wrong with you? Did you choose people like this on purpose?"
"I know I was wrong!" An Yi was also confused. He bent his waist slightly and lowered his head. He used 100% of his strength plus 100% of his brute force to control his emotional fluctuations. To be honest, he didn't understand why all the people who signed up had bald foreheads. It was a bit unfair for him to take the blame, but he still had to take the blame when his master was angry.
Ling Wuxin adjusted his emotions that were about to burst out by venting his anger. He then slowly looked at the ten old men and said, "The stewards of the throne are all my old followers. The conditions I just mentioned are all sincere. We don't need to select people to serve as monks based on their appearance. I need people who volunteer to sign up. The master of Puxian Temple will send someone to take over the monks."
"Your Majesty, we all went there voluntarily, we were not chosen."
"Yes, yes! They all came here voluntarily."
"Besides, he's getting older and his hair is going to run away day by day. There's nothing we can do about it."
"I would rather shave it all off than have to beg old man Wang to do his best to help me keep the few strands of hair I have."
"..."
Ling Wuxin exhaled deeply, "That's great, that's great! Thank you all for your efforts. I will go to the temple to take over some secular affairs, such as accounting, secular property, and people... The temple also has its own rules. In addition to the rules of Buddhism, there must also be rules for secular affairs, and everything must be done according to the rules. What is required is to manage the temple and monks smoothly. This letter is some suggestions I wrote to everyone for reference. You can discuss and write the specific plan with the new master, and then you can divide the work among yourself."
Ling Wuxin handed over the letter he had written and said, "Today, you can go back and pack your daily necessities, clothes, etc., and we will arrange a carriage to escort everyone up the mountain tomorrow."
"Yes! Your Majesty!" Ten old men received new tasks, received the letters, and began to gather together to read them. Ten people gathered together, and the remaining hair was like a half-drawn grass skirt around the shiny head... The picture was too beautiful to look at directly!
Ling Wuxin turned around and led An Yi back. He touched his thick black hair from time to time, wondering if Yi Yi would despise him if he also lost all his hair one day... He would be a sixty-year-old man in another thirty years, it was unimaginable! He and Yi Yi met too late, there was not enough time, so they had to cherish it doubly!
Ling Wuxin, who was walking back at a brisk pace, had no time to think about work for the time being. He just wanted to take a look at his beloved and confirm her love. Seeing his master rushing home, An Yi silently stopped and after a while hid in his own tree nest to meditate and regulate his breathing.
As she slept soundly, Yiyi could vaguely feel the sound of breathing by her ears, and the touch of her earlobes and neck. The feeling became stronger and stronger, and there was a tendency for it to expand to her chest...
Yiyi's trembling eyelids slowly opened, and what she saw was a man with his hands on her sides, his head buried in her chest, lingering on her chest. If it weren't for this familiar breath, Yiyi would have given him a big fight.
The ups and downs caused by her deep breathing made the man realize that he had woken up. The man who was caught doing something bad did not flinch but smiled evilly, stepped forward and sealed her lips, blocking the words that he predicted he didn't want to hear. Ling Wuxin used his domineering aura to make Yiyi dizzy and limp, and she was no longer able to stop him from doing evil.
The man who finally succeeded was still arrogant and coerced her halfway, asking her to say that she loved him, that she would love him until old age, and that she would still love him even if her hair turned gray and her teeth fell out... The infatuated man revealed that he was also afraid of the cruelty of losing his hair, and he unconsciously wanted to avoid this landmine.
Yiyi, who was already confused, didn't understand the man's strange ideas. She was forced to say what he wanted. The little cutie was so well-behaved that the satisfied man finally tried to fill the void he had dug, and even gave her more rewards! Yiyi didn't care about thinking too much, and finally she fell into a deep sleep with a thin sweat on her face, as if she had been reborn from death... leaving only the messy bed and the man with a silly smile on his face cleaning up the mess for her with pity.