Furong asked Liu Xia'an and others to pull me up, carried Xiaoduo into the idle house, and I followed him in.

Furong went back to her house to get a few new clothes and bombarded the man, but she didn't drive me away. Furong and a few women were crying while helping Xiaoduo wash their body. Bingbing was shocked, "Honglian!"

Everyone saw the red lotus on her back, stopped crying, and held their breath and stared blankly.

"So beautiful!" Furong couldn't help but exclaim.

The women cleaned Xiaoduo and put on her new clothes. The red lotus finally flashed in front of my eyes and was covered.

He Yidian or Ye Rumei was buried in Wanglong Lake by the water. In those days, whenever he had time, he went to the lake, and He Yidian seemed to be in the middle of the water. But when he opened his eyes again, he saw the flowing water and no one was seen.

Caohua's father also moved into the Wang family, saying that if the gourd thief attacked the Wang family again, he would order the wolf, insect, tiger and leopard to be ordered. None of them could escape, no one of them was allowed to escape, regardless of his surname Guan, Zhang.

Furong bought Feng Tuzi's yard, got together, built a courtyard wall, rebuilt a secret passage, and prepared some preparations for the prevention of retreat.

Furong arranged the family well, and the guard work was temporarily under the charge of Cao Hua's father and coachman Liu Dehua, and Liu Xia'an assisted him. After relying on Mo Yu for the family's small matters, he accompanied me to Jiulian Mountain under the guidance of Gong Suran.

Wang Yuanwai didn't want Furong to go out far, but he was worried that the gourd thief would come to catch Furong again, so it would be better to go out and avoid the limelight.

If I can't cure my mute this time, I can only say a few words in a strange ventriloquism.

When you arrive at the county town, there are naturally traffic and people walking around.

Some small shops attract diners in front of the door under the guise of "Cui Lamb" and "Zhoujia Wine".

"Let me go and take a break!" The shouts continued, and the sound was getting closer and closer. A short man walked over with a load.

Gong Suran waved at him, and the dwarf really let go and rested. Furong asked for the price and paid. The dwarf gave us nine ring cakes, two women each, and seven myself each.

The short man shouted, "Wait until I put down and take a break!" He carried the load and got into the abortion.

We were rushing to the road while eating cakes, Gong Suran said, "Actually, they didn't shout like this before, but instead shouted 'I'm the one who suffers.'

"Haha, interesting. How did you change it to this now?"

"I wonder if you have heard of Empress Yuanyou?"

Furong shook her head.

"Empress Yuanyou's surname is Meng. She was the first queen of Song Zhezong. She was deposed twice and restored twice. It can be said that she was ups and downs."

"How did it be ruined?"

"Meng is from Meishan. He was 16 years old when he entered the palace and later was enfeoffed. Her daughter, Princess Fuqing, was seriously ill and no medicine worked. Meng's sister took Taoist treatment of Fushui into the palace for treatment. This was originally a palace ban. Meng was shocked and hid Fushui. Later, she explained the situation to Zhezong. Zhezong felt that it was normal. But after the princess passed away, Meng's adoptive mother and others prayed for blessings for the princess and Meng. This matter was actually a matter of fact. Two things happened to the people.

When they got together, some people were making trouble, saying that this was cursing the emperor. Zhezong suspected her and ordered people to investigate the case. At the instruction of Prime Minister Zhang Dun and Liu Jieyu, they arrested dozens of maids and eunuchs on the left and right sides of the queen, either physically ruined or broken tongues, and forced confessions with torture. But these people did not wrongly accuse Meng. In the end, they had to forge confessions, which made Zhezong believe that Empress Meng was indiscriminate in his plans. Meng was deposed and lived in Yaohua Palace."

"How can you make a comeback?"

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Gong Suran said: "The so-called vulgarity is different. The number of lotus petals is different. There are not dozens of lotus petals in the world, and not hundreds of them in the sky. The lotus in the Pure Land is above thousands of petals. The lotus grows in the mud and blooms on the water surface. If there are flowers, it is solid, symbolizing the merits of purity and cool wisdom. All beings in the Three Realms are born with lust and desire, while the saints in the Pure Land are transformed with lotus. Of course, these are all Buddhist principles."

They got off the horse and led the horse up the mountain. My big green horse was still able to go up the mountain by itself.

Furong said, "I didn't expect that you, the nun, would understand Buddhism."

Gong Suran said: "Buddhism and Taoism are connected. Zhinan, the abbot of Honglian Temple, is also a person who can write poetry and painting. He doesn't have many poems, and there is a quatrain that I like very much, "The ancient wood has a short tent in the middle of the shade, and the sticks and quinoa help me cross the east of the bridge. I feel like wet the apricot blossom rain when I get wet, and the face is not cold."

"'I want to wet the rain of apricot blossoms when my clothes are wet, but I don't blow my face with cold wind,' willow wind will become a famous saying forever." Furong was chanting while admiring it.

Gong Suran said: "Whether you are talking about Taoism and Buddhism, or talking about poetry and painting, and not talking about knowledge, it makes you feel extremely happy."

Furong said: "After saying this, I really want to see him as soon as possible."

When the sun sets, we went to the temple. There are tall pavilions built along the mountain in the temple, called Jiutian Pavilion. I counted them and they were nine floors.

Master Zhinan, who went out to greet him, had a straight waist but was leaning on a crutch. Only his bleached beard looked a little old, but he couldn't tell how old he was. After a few greetings, he led us into the main hall, which was filled with lotus stones and floor-paved tiles.

The monks in the hall tilted their heads to look at the two women while chanting scriptures.

Zhinan waved his hand and the monks left, and some of them dared to look back at the two women.

We sat down and Gong Suran said, "Look at if this mute man can be cured."

Master Zhinan waved his hand, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. One day, take a break, it's not too late to watch tomorrow. Hongyuan!"

A monk with a very strange head walked in.

Master Zhinan ordered Hongyuan: "So quickly lead the two donors to 'Simeiren'. Su Ran and I sit for a while."

Furong and I left with the strange-headed monk, and broke into a cave.

It was a little dark, but I could see a few large official script characters engraved on the entrance of the cave, "Thinking about beauty" and couplets were engraved on both sides, "Thinking about sorrow and enjoying the scenery, and beautifying the heart and calming the spirit."

Furong asked with a smile: "Do you often think about beauty here?"

The monk with a strange head touched his head and smiled and said, "The donor doesn't know that the nine mountains are connected by mountains and mountains. There are nine caves in the mountains. The largest cave in each mountain is named, and each name corresponds to a chapter of Qu Yuan's nine chapters. The order is Xisong, Shujiang, Aiying, Drawing, I love the sand, I think of the beauty, cherish the past, Ju Song, and sad return. Since the abbot asked me to arrange it, I think that since there are beautiful women, it's better to stay in the beauty."

Furong said, "Haha, you are really good at talking."

The strange-headed monk took us into the cave, lit the lamp, and said, "You two sit for a while, and you will have tea and food to serve you later."

The monk with a strange head left.

This cave is extremely large, and the light can only illuminate a small piece.

The flying woman is painted on all four walls.

The beautiful stone statue is even arranged just right. The first big sculpture is the queen of the previous dynasty, Wu Meiniang, and the rest of the dynasty is much smaller, standing in sequence, with different postures - Mi Fei, Su Dayi, Bao Si, Xi Shi, Zhuo Wenjun, Wei Zifu, Wang Zhaojun, Zhao Feiyan, Diao Chan, Zhang Lihua, Mrs. Hou, Yang Yuhuan, Zhang Hongfu, Yu Xuanji, Xue Tao, Zhu Shuzhen, Mrs. Huarui, Li Shishi... Every woman has a legend.

Furong walked aside and said, "I miss the beauty, and I hug you and feel sad. The media is blocked by the way, and I can't make you feel sad..."

I walked over and saw small regular script engraved on the wall, which was the "Beauty Man" in Qu Yuan's Nine Chapters. I felt that I read a lot, but I didn't recognize many words. Furong was so sensible that it was clear and the sound was clear.

A spring water flowed out from the depths of the cave, forming a pool of water. There was mist floating on the pool, and the mist drifted away.

I looked closer and saw a stone boat in the water. A stone statue of a girl standing in front of the boat, with her skirt floating and looking into the distance.
Chapter completed!