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Chapter 155 Bodhisattva Heart

The medicine boy finished drying the herbs and heard his master snoring. After thinking for a while, he decided to turn around and tell the girl.

Shen Shuyi had been sitting at the tea stall for nearly two quarters of an hour. Seeing that the door had not been opened, he was not in a hurry.

After a while, the medicine boy opened the door and came out.

Seeing Yuping still guarding there, he immediately scratched his head and said, "Master drank some wine and has fallen asleep now. You should leave first."

Yuping asked gently, "Does Mr. Liancheng like Miss's paintings?"

The medicine boy said in embarrassment: "Master didn't see it, and Master doesn't like the painting. I will find a chance to talk to him later, but I can't guarantee it."

"Thank you, brother."

After Yuping thanked him, the medicine boy turned around and went back to the house and locked the door again.

Yuping withdrew her gaze, returned to Shen Shuyi, and shook her head gently at Shen Shuyi.

Shen Shuyi looked towards the house again, stood up and said, "In that case, let's come back another day."

Seeing this, Xiao Tingshan and Wen Renzong stepped forward. Xiao Tingshan's handsome face was still warm and gentle, and he took the initiative to ask: "But Mr. Liancheng doesn't want to meet?"

Shen Shuyi looked at him and said, "Mr. Song is really concerned about my affairs."

Xiao Tingshan shook his head and said, "That's not the case. I'm just ill, so I can understand Miss Shen's feelings. I reminded her without any ill intentions."

Shen Shuyi said calmly: "So Young Master Song really has good intentions. Then I can only hope that a good man like Young Master Song can live a long life."

When Song Bai heard Shen Shuyi's words, he couldn't help but get angry.

There seems to be nothing wrong with these words if you analyze them, but for some reason, when they come out of her mouth, there is always a sense of sarcasm.

Not to mention pine and cypress, even Xiao Tingshan felt the same way.

He still doesn't understand what he did wrong to make Shen Shuyi so disgusted and target him.

Where does she get the confidence from as an unpopular daughter of a minister?

Xiao Tingshan's eyes darkened, but his expression remained unchanged. He still looked elegant and gentle as jade.

"I'm grateful for Miss Shen's good words. But if Miss Shen wants to visit Mr. Liancheng next time, I'm afraid that just two bottles of wine and two paintings will not do. Mr. Liancheng doesn't care about gold and silver, but he can't be persuaded by this."

Shen Shuyi smiled, and stared at Xiao Tingshan with her almond-shaped eyes, as if smiling but not smiling.

"Mr. Song knows so much, why was the box thrown out along with this young master?"

Shen Shuyi blinked and turned his gaze to Wenren Zong.

That’s right, after Wenren Zong was thrown out, the box of things that the medicine boy had brought in was also thrown out from the top of the wall.

The box hit the ground with a dull thud.

Because of the strong force and the fact that the door was not locked, the contents fell to the ground.

Shen Shuyi was not far away and could see it clearly.

The box did not contain gold or silver, but mostly ancient books related to medicine and poison techniques, which were of great value. In addition, there were several rare medicinal herbs, a set of silver needles and several decorative objects.

It can be seen that Xiao Tingshan really put a lot of thought into it.

Although the box is not big, every item in it is valuable and it takes a lot of effort to get it.

Unfortunately, the flower has intention but the water is flowing, and Liancheng is now in a completely unmoved state.

These things might have been quite attractive to him in the past, but they are of no use to him now.

Songbai couldn't bear to watch this, and couldn't help but yell, "Miss Shen! Our Master was kind enough to remind you, but how could you...how could you be so ungrateful!"

Wenren Zong's expression on the side was not very good either. After all, what happened today was nothing short of a great shame and humiliation for him.

But the woman in front of me mentioned it again and again, it doesn't seem like it was an unintentional mistake!

Shen Shuyi sneered, his eyes fell on Song Bai, and he said unceremoniously: "When others need it, it's called kindness, and when others don't need it, it's called self-love. May I ask this young man, what does Mr. Song's action belong to?"

Xiao Tingshan was choked and felt a blockage in his chest. Even the best temper he had had was worn out by this moment.

"Okay, I, Song, am being sentimental. I will never bother Miss Shen again in the future. I hope Miss Shen takes care of herself and takes care of herself!"

Shen Shuyi curled his lips, his cold eyes slightly raised, with a look of insight that showed he could see through everything in the world.

She glanced at Xiao Tingshan and said calmly, "Mr. Song has a kind heart and should be respected. I just don't know if this statue of yours is made of clay or jade?"

After saying this, without caring about Xiao Tingshan's reaction, Shen Shuyi withdrew her gaze and left with a few maids.

Xiao Tingshan stood there, with one hand clenched into a fist behind his back and a gloomy look in his eyes.

The clay Buddha can hardly protect itself, so how can it accomplish great things? The jade Buddha is fragile and precious, so how can it control the four directions!

This is not a good metaphor.

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At this moment, inside the house.

Liancheng was drowsy, but even though he was asleep, he was not completely unconscious.

Erbao squatted beside a stone block and finished eating a chicken. He had nothing to do. Seeing Liancheng fall asleep, his eyes fell on the box on the low table next to him. He couldn't help but go forward and open the box.

As the box was opened, a scroll fell out.

Erbao frowned and unfolded the scroll. There were three people painted from left to right in the painting. He could hardly recognize the people on the leftmost and rightmost.

But he could clearly tell the one in the middle was his master.

Erbao's eyes widened with confusion, he looked at Liancheng and said, "Master, is this your son? He looks like you!"

Liancheng was sleeping in a daze, but as soon as Erbao came over, he sensed something.

He immediately took off one of his worn-out shoes and slapped Erbao on the head without any courtesy: "Nonsense! Where did the son come from? When did I ever have a son? I only have a girl, do you understand?"

"Oh!" Erbao rubbed his head which was hurt by the slap, pointed to the portrait on the far right of the painting, and asked again: "Is this your father?"

Lian Cheng was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. He sat up from the recliner and slapped Er Bao on the head again: "I think you look like my dad! Bah, it's me who looks like your dad!"

He has never even seen his father, so where does his father come from?

Erbao smiled at Liancheng and said shyly: "Master, am I your illegitimate child who is living outside? I will ask you to treat me like my father!"

Liancheng: “…”

Just as he was about to say something else, Liancheng's gaze stopped on the painting and he suddenly paused.

He was stunned for a moment, rubbed his eyes, and snatched the painting from Erbao's hand.

What I see is myself as a teenager, myself now, and myself when I am old, all presented on this thin scroll.

Lian Cheng's eyes turned red, and his voice trembled: "Where did this painting come from? Where did this painting come from!"

The herbalist who was sorting the herbs turned around and looked at him and said, "It was brought here just now by a lady named Shen, the one who brought you the wine."

Upon hearing this, Liancheng remembered it and ran straight out the door without even bothering to put on his shoes.