Chapter 318 Beautiful Spider Spirit VS Cold and Ascetic Monk 22
Xuanji lowered his eyes and said nothing more, only asking Jueming to step back.
Seeing that his master was not in a high mood, Jueming retreated wisely.
The scent of sandalwood lingers in the house, which is quiet and peaceful.
Xuanji was sitting in the meditation room, holding tightly the piece of paper with the child's name and birth date in his hand, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.
He closed his eyes and meditated, and the scene in Zhoujiazhuang that night appeared in his mind involuntarily.
That night, Zhoujiazhuang encountered a scorpion spirit causing chaos. At the request of the people, he went to subdue the demon. During the fight, he was accidentally poisoned by the scorpion spirit.
That night, the moonlight was bright, and she was like a fairy falling into the mortal world. His every smile made his heart beat.
Coupled with the effect of the charm poison and the fact that he had a great liking for her deep down in his heart, he couldn't hold it back after all, and lost control and did something wrong.
Everything that happened that night was like a dream, leaving only endless emptiness when I woke up.
"Could it be that after that night, she really had my flesh and blood?"
Xuanji thought to herself, but then she shook her head and laughed at herself.
He knew very well that as a Buddhist, he should renounce love and love, so how could he have such extravagant hopes?
What's more, Yu Yao is the transformation of a spider spirit that has been practicing for thousands of years. Humans and demons have different paths, so they shouldn't have this entanglement.
However, the doubts and longings in his heart grew like weeds and were difficult to contain.
Early the next morning, Xuanji put on his cassock, held a scripture and walked into the Mahavira Hall.
The hall was filled with cigarette smoke. With his thin lips softly reciting scriptures, he prayed for the two children he had never met before. He also hoped that the Buddha would bless him to see through the relationship as soon as possible and achieve positive results.
His voice is low and magnetic, and every syllable contains profound Buddhist power, as if it can penetrate the clouds and reach up to the nine heavens.
As the scriptures circulated, Xuanji's state of mind gradually calmed down.
He began to reflect on his obsession and whether it had deviated from the right path of spiritual practice due to an unresolved relationship.
He knows very well that Buddhism emphasizes cause and effect and reincarnation, and everything is determined and cannot be forced.
A few days later, Zhou Bo returned from Wanfo Temple.
As soon as he entered the door, he went straight to the side room where his wife was.
At this time, Yu Yao was sitting between the two cradles, teasing An An and Youyou in the cradles, one on the left and the other on the right.
This is the nickname of the two children. Although they have already given their nicknames, she is still used to calling them by their nicknames.
"Madam, I'm back."
Uncle Zhou stood respectfully at the door, and the voice came in, breaking the tranquility in the room.
She looked in the direction of the door. When she saw Uncle Zhou coming back, she smiled slightly and said, "Come in, how was your trip to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple?"
Uncle Zhou walked in and looked down. The two little masters in the cradle had soft eyes.
Then he bowed slightly to Madam and said respectfully: "Madam, this old slave has followed your instructions and donated supplies and sesame oil money to Wanfo Temple, and asked the masters in the temple to pray for you."
"All the monks in the temple expressed their gratitude, especially the young master Jueming. He personally received the old slave and said that he would chant sutras and pray for the two young masters."
Yu Yao nodded slightly, raising the corners of his mouth, "That's good. May the Buddha protect my child's safety and health."
She murmured softly, and then changed the topic, "Uncle Zhou, have you heard about the holy monk Xuanji?"
Uncle Zhou nodded, "I heard from the young master in the temple that Holy Monk Xuanji has left seclusion and is currently in the temple. The old slave remembered his wife's instructions and did not visit, let alone mention the two masters. After asking about the situation, she came back."
She felt mixed emotions. On the one hand, she felt regretful that Xuanji could not learn about the child, but on the other hand, she did not want to disturb his practice.
In my heart, I am really conflicted.
What woman doesn’t long for a happy family and for her children to have their father by their side. But Xuanji is different. He is an eminent Buddhist monk and is destined not to enter the world.
That’s all, let everything take its course.
"That's good, Uncle Zhou, thank you. Go and rest first."
Yu Yao ordered softly.
"Yes, old slave, please retire."
Uncle Zhou responded and was about to retreat when his wife stopped him again.
"Uncle Zhou, please wait."
Uncle Zhou stopped, turned to look at her, and asked doubtfully: "I wonder if Madam has any other instructions?"
She looked at Uncle Zhou, pondered for a moment, and then said: "When you have time, go to the street and find a shop in a good location and buy it. It doesn't need to be too big. I'm going to open a ready-made clothing store. After the shop is sold, I'll find someone to decorate it. Then I can go there." Invite some women with superb prowess." Although she can't spend all the money in her space in a few lifetimes, in the eyes of outsiders, she has no income and is completely sitting on nothing.
There is a lot of trouble at the widow’s door.
In order to avoid others gossiping behind your back, you still have to have a source of income.
It doesn’t matter if you can make money, as long as you can stop others’ mouths.
When Uncle Zhou heard this, he also smiled, "What the madam said is that although the master left a lot of money to the madam during his lifetime, there will always be a day when it is all spent. The old slave originally wanted to tell the madam this But because my wife was pregnant and gave birth to a child, the old slave didn’t say anything.”
Yu Yao pursed her lips and smiled, feeling more and more that she had made the right decision to open a shop. Even Uncle Zhou thought so, let alone others.
"Okay, then you can go ahead and do this. Just come to me if you need as much money as you need."
"Old slave understands."
Uncle Zhou He bowed and stepped back again.
She rocked the cradle gently, coaxing An An and Youyou to sleep, but she was thinking about all the details of the clothing store.
After experiencing so many planes, I have seen a lot of types of clothing, and there are also many good-looking styles. However, this has to be made concretely, and we will see how it turns out when the time comes.
That is to say, women in Dayu regarded thinness as their beauty, and men especially preferred thin waists.
It seems that this dress needs to be made more waist-cinching.
A few days later, Uncle Zhou brought good news. He successfully found a suitable shop. It was located in the east of the city in Lianhua County. The location of the shop was excellent and it was in a prosperous area.
And the former shop owner needed money urgently, so the price was relatively reasonable.
Yu Yao was already in confinement and her body was recovering very well. Her skin was so tender that she could squeeze out water. She looked as if she had never given birth.
She asked Aunt Zhou to take care of An An and Youyou, and then went to the store in the east of the city in person. It had two floors, with a yard behind it. The door was the main street, and diagonally opposite was a Yunke store. Come to the big restaurant.
It is also the most luxurious restaurant in Lianhua County. It is surrounded by prosperous shops and has a huge flow of people.
"It's really good. With a little decoration, the shop can be opened."
She nodded with satisfaction and bought the shop on the spot.
Afterwards, preparations for the renovation began.
She personally drew the design of the shop, which is mainly in the elegant Jiangnan style, which is in line with the gentle temperament of a ready-to-wear shop without losing style.
According to her instructions, Uncle Zhou invited the most famous craftsmen in the city to strive for perfection every brick, tile, wood and stone.
Yu Yao now wants to open a shop and does not have so much time to take care of her two children. Aunt Zhou usually has to buy groceries, wash and cook, so she doesn’t have that much time.
She then went to Yahang to buy a woman who was good at cooking, had clean hands and feet, and was honest and responsible. From now on, she would be responsible for washing and cooking.
As for Aunt Zhou, she is responsible for taking care of An An and Youyou.
Goudan is still young now, and there is no work assigned to him. He just reads and writes every day.
When An An grows up, Goudan will be his book boy, and he will just follow An An from now on.
With Aunt Zhou taking care of An An and Youyou, Yu Yao also has more time.
She designed a series of novel and unique clothing styles that were not available in this era.
But in order to cater to the preferences of women of this era, she slightly modified the waist to make it more waist-cinching.
Yu Yao also sent people to post notices everywhere to recruit skilled female masters.
The monthly basic salary of a nvhong master is 2 taels of silver, and there is also a commission. For every piece of clothing made, you can get an additional 100 taels of silver.
The reward is quite generous.
You know, in this era, many men may not be able to earn 2 taels of silver a month.
But there are two requirements. First, the nvhong master must have exquisite skills and must have at least 25 years of embroidery skills.
Double-sided embroidery will be given priority.
Second, people should be honest and do their duty, avoid cheating and cheating, and avoid those with evil intentions.
As soon as the announcement came out, the people who responded gathered, and many women who were good at acupuncture came here.
But seeing the requirement on the notice, which required more than 25 years of embroidery skills, many women who wanted to make money gave up.
But they were really greedy for money, so someone couldn't help but ask, "Madam, although I don't have enough years, my skills are very good. I wonder if I can give it a try?"