Dawei Fanghua

There is always a banquet in the world. After the wine, meat and music are over, all the guests go back to their homes.

Wang Guang returned to General Zhengdong's Mansion. Although there were wider and grander towers and pavilions than the Governor's Mansion, his mood soon fell.After all, he couldn't help it and planned to go to where his daughter lived.Her name is Cen and her courtesy name is Lingjun.

"Alas!" Wang Guang couldn't help but sigh to himself when he walked to the wooden ladder at the attic.

After all, I still feel that I owe this daughter, my only daughter.When she was young, Wang Guang followed Wang Ling and could not return to Taiyuan for several years.So when Wang Lingjun was seven or eight years old, Wang Guang went back one time and frightened her so much that she hid and completely forgot about her father.

For someone like Wang Guang, who values ​​his family very seriously, it is difficult for him to accept this.Maybe he had an excuse, for the future of the family, to assist his father, to learn military and political affairs from his father, etc., but after all, he neglected his family.

Perhaps it was precisely because Wang Guang was away from home all year round that the son of the Wen family from his hometown had the opportunity to get to know Lingjun. I don't know what he taught the young Wang Lingjun that was not in line with Confucian classics.The Wen family has always been in contact with the Wang family and has a good relationship. Who would have thought that there would be such a deviant among the Wen family members?But that Zhuzi died of illness a year ago, this is called retribution!
"Where is the girl?" Wang Guang asked at the top of the stairs.

The maid bent down and said: "I am alone in the attic. I haven't gone out until this morning."

Wang Guang asked: "Have you had lunch?"

The maid nodded and said, "I sent it to you."

Wang Guang nodded, walked through the door, and entered the attic with windows on all sides.Under one of the windows, Ling Junzheng was sitting alone on his knees, holding a pen in his hand and looking out the window with a deserted expression.She noticed someone coming in and turned around to look.

She did not get up. After putting down her pen, she still sat on her knees, but moved her direction. Then she slowly bowed to Wang Guang, and it took a while before she straightened up.

"Alas!" Wang Guang sighed again, then walked over and knelt down beside the wooden case.

He glanced at what Wang Lingjun had written, and it looked like he was copying it.After looking at it for a while, he saw that the copied content was the Dhammapada.Wang Guang's heart thumped, and he thought to himself: When she was in Luoyang, she only copied the "42 Chapter Sutra", but now she has started copying the "Dhammapada"?

Wang Guang has not read these two Buddhist scriptures carefully. He just hated Buddhism before, but now he hates it even more.But Wang Guang knew that the 42-Chapter Sutra was more popular in Luoyang, while the Dhammapada was more popular in the south.

I don't know what the similarities and differences between the two scriptures are, and Wang Guang has not studied them carefully.However, people who believe in Buddhism in Luoyang mainly make sacrifices and pray for good weather and smooth life in this world, which are general visions.But Buddhists in the south often pray for their deceased relatives, hoping that the deceased will live well on the other side.In other words, Buddhist vows in the South are more specific, which is not a good thing!

Wang Guang originally wanted to take Ling Jun south to relax, but unexpectedly it backfired?

At this time, he felt even more uncomfortable when he looked at the large dark red clothes on Ling Jun's body. The more he looked at it, the more it looked like a cassock.Because the cassocks worn by monks in Luoyang are red.

Wang Guang couldn't help but said: "It is easy to go astray when you are young. Even now, you are not old and have not experienced human affairs. In the future, when you are older and have experienced many things, you will understand that some things are not that important. .Looking back, I just smile."

There was no reaction on Lingjun's expression, but she was from a noble family and at least knew that she should respect her father, which was evident from her posture.She leaned forward with her tall upper body, making a respectful gesture, "What did father say? Why did you say that?"

Wang Guang pointed to the scriptures on the case, "How can such a trivial thing make you see through the world?"

Lingjun shook his head, "Father, you misunderstood me. I just think the scriptures are very reasonable and I want to cultivate my mind."

Wang Guang's brows were furrowed and he kept his mouth closed without saying a word. His beard that had been blown by the wind almost covered his mouth.The father and daughter were kneeling and sitting next to the same wooden table, so close to each other, but Wang Guang felt that the hearts between father and daughter seemed to be separated by a Shouchun wall at this moment.

"Everyone is dead!" Wang Guang said angrily.

At this time, Lingjun's shoulders trembled slightly, but he didn't know if he was frightened by Wang Guang's slightly angry scolding.

Wang Guang thought to himself: If he hadn't died, it would have been acceptable for him to marry the man named Wen. After all, the Wen family are both from Taiyuan's wealthy families.The head of the family, Wen Hui, had served as the governor of Yangzhou 20 years ago. Although Wen Lang was not the head of the family, he was still a member of the Wen family.

It's just that the age gap is too big.

Wen Lang was already an adult at that time. Because he was not the head of the Wen family and his family was not very well-off, he often came to the Wang family manor for half the morning to teach the Wang family children to read and learn. Most of the students were boys.Lingjun was only a few years old at that time, and he was considered young among that group of children.

Even when she left Taiyuan, she was only eight or nine years old. It has been almost ten years since she last saw Wen Lang. They are all old things that have passed a long time ago.But Wang Guang only vaguely found out recently that it turned out that Shuzi had been exchanging letters with Lingjun all these years!His |mother| is still a family friend and a member of the noble family, how unscrupulous!
Wang Guang only realized at the end of last year: Lingjun was still young when he was in Taiyuan, and he only knew Wen Lang. He remembers that Lingjun was very happy when he left Taiyuan.The relationship between Lingjun and Wenlang changed because of those tattered letters!
What evil things did the Wen family's son write in his letter?Let your mind be so confused.Wang Guang still doesn't know, and Lingjun has never been willing to tell it.

But no matter what, the person is dead anyway. What can Wang Guang do now?If you dare to fall in love and marry that Shuzi secretly, then the famous Wang family in Taiyuan will be the biggest joke in the world and will be laughed at by the world for 100 years.Wang Guang thought of this and said with a pensive look on his face: "Tomorrow you will go out with me to visit the Mintun."

The look in Lingjun's single-lidded eyes finally changed, revealing a puzzled look.

Her chin is very delicate, and she still has a pure look in her doubtful moment, as if she is not stained by a trace of smoke. Although her straight and white neck and slender shoulders make her look a bit cold and arrogant, in Wang Guang's eyes, her daughter is not at all Just a child.

Different from Wang Guang's image of a bearded man, Lingjun is very beautiful, with a very different face shape, single eyelids and delicate chin, and she is not like Wang Guang, but between her eyebrows she still looks a bit like Wang Guang and his wife, and she has beautiful hair It is very thick and black, of course different from Wang Guang's slightly messy beard, much smoother and glossier.

After finally giving birth to such a beautiful child, Wang Guang really couldn't accept it, and Lingjun seemed to have the tendency to become a monk.

"Why are you going, father?" Ling Jun's voice was very clear.

Wang Guangdao: "Let you see the suffering in the world, and you may have some insights. It's just some illusory things, why can't you let it go? My father said that as long as ten more years pass, you will feel that the worries you have today are nothing more than nothing." It's just one of countless little things. Father has gone through a lot in this world, will he still lie to you?"

Lingjun was silent for a while.

Wang Guang then said angrily: "Aren't our relatives of the Wang family important? Are they not as important as an outsider?"

Ling Jun then spoke softly: "Father, don't be angry. If you didn't mention it, I really would have forgotten about it. It's nothing. I don't know how to respond at the moment."

Wang Guang made a "hmm" sound from his nose.

Lingjun said: "Father, don't you believe me?"

Wang Guang frowned and glanced at the Buddhist scriptures, then looked at his daughter, "How can I believe it?"

Ling Jun sighed softly and said: "I thought about it often last year, but I have really tried my best to forget it. If it hadn't been suddenly woken up by someone that day, and if my father hadn't mentioned it today, I wouldn't have been able to remember it. I won't bother with it anymore. What’s the use of the past?”

Wang Guang thought: "What your Majesty said seems to make sense?"
Your Majesty's voice continued: "My copying of Buddhist scriptures has nothing to do with those things. I just want to have some peace and quiet for some time. Buddhist scriptures are really useful. Father, please read them too. I will copy an extra copy and send it to you in a few days." Come to my father’s study.”

Speaking of this, Wang Guang was speechless and had to sigh again.

Your Majesty smiled and called softly, "Father, how many times have you sighed?"

This voice is slightly coquettish and coquettish, yet clear and pure, reminding people of countless beautiful things in the world, and making people's hearts melt quietly without even realizing it.Wang Guang's heart immediately felt warm and soft, and he nodded and said, "Okay, okay, father, don't sigh."

Wang Guang stood up from the mat and said, "Then I won't disturb you anymore."

Your Majesty also stood up and stopped at the door of the attic. She raised her hands to her forehead. Her large crimson embroidered robe immediately covered her beautiful face. Then she bowed deeply on the spot. When she bent down, she The wonderful curves were faintly revealed from the robe.Before Wang Guang went downstairs, he had not yet finished his courtesy. His slow and graceful demeanor made people feel an indescribable strange feeling in their hearts, which was a bit mysterious.

After Wang Guang walked downstairs, he couldn't help but look back and looked up.

Unlike his wife who only values ​​her son, her daughter still plays a very important role in Wang Guang's heart.His inner feelings towards Lingjun were a bit complicated, with some residual guilt and some worry. He was also very irritating at times, and he often felt hot and cold.

However, after some conversation, Wang Guang felt better. Sure enough, his family still had to get along and talk to each other more often.If you don't see each other for several years like before, I'm afraid it will make you even more wary of Wang Guang.

Even so, sometimes she still closed herself off. Her family was not like her family, which made Wang Guang feel alien and like an outsider.

Wang Guang felt relieved. After feeling a little more relieved, he was ready to help his father Wang Ling with the chores.The matter of my daughter was quickly forgotten.

As the eldest son of the Wang family, Wang Guang had an idea in his heart that his family was the most important, his family's survival came first, and his own life came second.In order for this family to live well, Wang Guang has long been prepared to sacrifice everything.