Lu Qing's face turned pale. Cui Wenxiang was so overwhelmed that she actually asked her servants to catch the thief. She stomped her feet in anger and went up to meet her, "You all stop!"

The servants stopped running in fear, looked at Zhang Xuan who was standing in the distance for the first servant, scratched his scalp and said, "Miss Qing, it was Mr. Cui who told us that there was something in the temple."

"Don't listen to his nonsense. You are not allowed to disturb the temple's cultivation, and you will all go out!"

The servants took back their knives and looked at Zhang Xuan again for the first servant. He recognized Zhang Xuan and suddenly understood in his heart. He sighed secretly and waved his hand, "Let's go out!"

More than a dozen servants bowed and left the temple. Lu Qing apologized to Zhang Xuan: "My servants are rude, please forgive me!"

Zhang Xuan didn't say anything from beginning to end. After all, he was a servant of the Lu Mansion. They were trying to protect the safety of their masters. As long as this kind of thing did not infringe on his personal body, he tried his best to remain silent and believed that Lu Qing would handle it well. ︽,

Zhang Xuan smiled and said, "They are very dedicated!"

Lu Qing sighed softly, smiled bitterly and shook her head, "General, let's go!"

The two of them came to the Great Hall, and the monks were waiting outside the hall tactfully. At this time, the abbot Hongzhi had already learned about Zhang Xuan's identity from A Yuan's mouth. It turned out that this young man was the famous general Zhang Xuan, the youngest general of the Sui Dynasty. He immediately understood the cause and effect. It seemed that General Zhang and Mr. Cui both liked Miss Lu, but Ms. Lu seemed to like General Zhang more, which annoyed Mr. Cui, which led to a small misunderstanding.

Although Master Hongzhi is a monk, he is also worldly wise. He knew that his small temple could not afford Zhang Xuan. As long as they treated each other with courtesy, he would not interfere with them. In order to avoid causing trouble, he winked all the monks and asked them to wait outside the hall.

In the hall, Lu Qing put three incense sticks on him, knelt down in front of the Buddha, clasped his hands and whispered: "The little woman made a wish in front of the Buddha. I begged the Buddha to bless the little woman. My wish is fulfilled. The little woman will definitely reshape the golden body for the Buddha. I hope the Buddha will bless you!"

At this time, Zhang Xuan also knelt down beside her, put his hands together and asked the Buddha, "Disciple Zhang Xuan is determined to marry Miss Lu as his wife. This is a lesson from God. I hope that the Buddha will bless the disciples with a wish, and the disciples will definitely rebuild the Zen Forest Temple."

Lo Qing knelt beside Zhang Xuan. She could hear Zhang Xuan clearly, and her face was so ashamed that her ears were red, but her heart was extremely sweet. She kowtowed three times with Zhang Xuan, stood up, but she didn't dare to look at Zhang Xuan, lowered her head and whispered: "I want to go nearby to see the scenery. Can the general accompany me?"

Zhang Xuan smiled and said, "Miss has an order, how dare Zhang Xuan refuse to obey?"

Lu Qing's eyes were flowing. Her beautiful eyes glanced at Zhang Xuan shyly, and then quickly walked out of the Main Palace.

Lu Qing first left the temple and got on the carriage, while Zhang Xuan took out his war horse from the stables of the temple. At this time, Master Hongzhi brought the old monk Zhike and several monks to apologize to Zhang Xuan, "I don't know that it is General Zhang. I have offended him so much, please forgive me!"

Zhang Xuan smiled slightly, "The abbot is doing his duty and responsibility. What's the crime? In addition, thank you for providing me with the opportunity. It is also my fate with you. I would like to donate some money for incense and oil, add some clothes and socks to the monks, and show my heart."

After saying that, Zhang Xuan took out a yellow cloth bag from the horse bag and handed it to the old monk Zhike next to him. The old monk quickly reached out to continue, but he felt a sank in his hand and almost didn't hold it.

Zhang Xuan smiled, "Master, say goodbye!"

He led his horse to walk outside the temple. Master Hongzhi looked at him and walked away, smiling and nodding. This young man was indeed unique.

At this time, the monk next to him exclaimed. When Master Hongzhi turned around, he saw that the bag had been opened. There were four ingots of yellow ingots of gold inside, at least two hundred taels, which was enough for the temple’s two years of firewood and rice. Master Hongzhi quickly clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, good! Good! General Zhang is really a good person!"

Chanlin Temple is not far from Longmen. A clear river winds from the distance and finally pours into Luoshui. The river is called Taoli Creek. It is named after thousands of peach and pear trees planted on both sides. March is approaching, and the river is flying and grass is growing on both sides, with peaches and white pears, competing for beauty. The mountains in the distance are rolling and the scenery is beautiful, like a slowly unfolding scroll, which is so beautiful.

Taoli Creek is also a famous destination for viewing peach blossoms and pear blossoms in Luoyang City. At this time, the peach blossoms and pear blossoms have just bloomed. The river is full of carriages for viewing peaches and pears. Groups of young men and women run through the peach forest with laughter.

Many literati and scholars lay bamboo mats on the grass, drank and appreciated flowers, and sometimes recited poems and essays to express their feelings about life. Of course, there must be a few girls with thick makeup around them. Without them, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it will be meaningless.

Lu Qing got off the carriage and walked slowly in a pear forest with Zhang Xuan. The pear blossoms in front of him were bunches and rolled into clusters, layer by layer, like clouds and brocades. Under the warm spring light, it was like snow and jade, white, with bright and crystal clear light.

The servants did not follow the woods, but waited outside the forest tactfully. With Zhang Xuan here, they didn't have to worry about their master's safety at all. More importantly, as servants, they could not disturb their master's private affairs.

In the pear forest, Zhang Xuan held Lu Qing's white and tender little hand. Lu Qing's face turned red again, and the gem-like brilliance flashed in her beautiful eyes. Her pretty face became even more energetic, and it was difficult to hide her inner joy.

The two of them walked in the pear trees holding hands and walked to the middle of several pear trees that were connected together. The delicate petals fell down and fell on their heads and shoulders. Lu Qing raised her snow-white neck like a swan and looked at the snow-white and gorgeous pear blossoms above her head. She felt as if she was in a fairyland, and she only hoped that time would solidify here, and that she and her beloved would hold hands here for generations, never separated.

At this time, Zhang Xuan gently hugged Lu Qing into her arms and kissed her smooth forehead. Lu Qing was shocked. She raised her head and stared at her lover. Her beautiful eyes like a deep pool were like drinking mellow wine. Her eyes were blurred. Zhang Xuan was also fascinated by the beautiful beauty in front of her. He slowly lowered his head and kissed Lu Qing's red lips deeply.

In the afternoon, Zhang Xuan sent Lu Qing back to the mansion. In the mansion, Mrs. Lu had already been waiting for a long time. She saw her daughter getting off the carriage and bid farewell to Zhang Xuan on the horse. She hated her so much that she clenched her fists. The incense she had arranged for her painstakingly actually fulfilled Zhang Xuan. Her nephew was humiliated and ran back to cry. It was a rebellion!

Mrs. Lu restrained her anger, snorted heavily, turned around and walked towards the back hall, and left a sentence to the maids and mothers, "Take her here to see me!"

Lu Qing stood on the steps and looked at Ai Lang away, waved his hand to him, and then walked into the gate with joy. As soon as he entered the door, the housekeeper stepped forward and smiled, "Girl, let the girl go to the back hall to see her."

The mother's attitude was as expected by Lu Qing, but she was not afraid. The meeting with her lover made her heart full of determination and courage. She nodded and followed the housekeeper to walk towards the back hall quickly.

When he walked into the backyard, he saw his mother sitting in the hall with a gloomy face. Lu Qing stepped forward and bowed, "See mother!"

"Qing'er, have you seen your cousin?" Lu Qing asked coldly.

"What does my daughter's incense have to do with him? Why did my mother ask him to harass me?"

"Damn it!"

Mrs. Lu was furious and threw the cup heavily to the ground. With a 'bang!', the porcelain cup was smashed into pieces. She pointed to her daughter and scolded angrily: "Then explain to me why Zhang Xuan was in Chanlin Temple?"

Lu Qing said calmly: "It was his daughter who asked him to go."

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Mrs. Lu was so angry that she almost fainted. She restrained her anger and pointed at her daughter and said tremblingly: "You, you are so disappointing to me."

"Of course, my daughter has to make the decision on her own marriage. This is what my father promised her. In short, the daughter will never marry the Cui family. Regardless of whether her mother is happy or not, the daughter does not want to quarrel with her mother, so she will go back to the room first!"

After saying that, Lu Qing turned around and walked towards her embroidery room. Mrs. Lu was so angry that she trembled all over. The housekeeper quickly supported her, "Madam, the parents are the decision of the child's marriage. Miss Qing is just talking. Don't be angry anymore, Madam."

Mrs. Lu took a deep breath and nodded and said, "You are right. It's useless for her to marry. I have to decide!"
Chapter completed!