Rong Ci also raised his eyes and glanced around the carriage, with soft eyebrows: "It's very good. Thank you for taking the trouble, Miss."
Rong Ci didn't pay much attention to these things in the past, but as a young man, he was busy on weekdays and easily hungry. Since food was placed on the carriage, he could eat a little to cushion his stomach on the way back in the carriage, which made him feel much more comfortable.
Already.
The soft pillow is also very comfortable. The soft pillow made by Xie Yixiao is stuffed with thick cotton. It is soft. It is much more comfortable to lean on when riding in the carriage and it is not so swaying. If he is not tired, it will be okay.
Lean and read a book.
He thought to himself, this is probably the difference between someone taking care of it and no one taking care of it.
"Just think it's good. I'll think about what I can eat quickly later and put some in the car then." Xie Yixiao thought about this and really thought about it.
"Good work."
The carriage left the Imperial City all the way, and then drove to Yunzhong Temple. When it reached the foot of the mountain, it invited a porter to go up the mountain. Xie Yixiao sat in the sedan, and Rong Ci walked with the group.
The mountain road was winding and winding, and Rong Ci walked all the way, looking at the mountains in spring. There were trees growing and sprouting new leaves, and flowers blooming in clusters of colorful purples and reds.
He had stayed at Yunzhong Temple for nearly twenty years, but he didn't go down the mountain many times, and he didn't have many opportunities to walk this road. Moreover, he came and went in a hurry every time, and he had never seen the scenery like this.
Probably for him, the scenery is the same everywhere and there is nothing special about it.
But today as he walked slowly, his heart also calmed down, but he had a different feeling that prompted him to feel the natural beauty of the mountains and rivers.
In early March, the mountains are full of green trees and red flowers, the wind on the mountains is quiet, and the white clouds in the sky are slow.
This is probably the spring day of this world.
In the past, he was outside the world and had a calm mind. He probably didn't know what joys and sorrows were, what gains and losses were. He just thought that spring, summer, autumn and winter were just ordinary. He didn't take it to heart, and he didn't think it was anything special. But now he does
Can slowly taste the joy of the world.
Look at the cycle of the four seasons, and the growth and decline of all things.
He thought that if he had not gone down the mountain and returned home, he might have lived his whole life in such a lonely way.
He smiled and then told her about his childhood.
"When I first came to Yunzhong Temple, I was in poor health and was sick all day long. My mother and father were extremely worried. They stayed with me in the temple for several months. Later, they saw that I was getting better, and they were relieved.
leave."
"Master's temper back then was not as good as it is now, and occasionally he found me a little annoying."
"My hair didn't grow well when I was a child. It was yellow and yellow, and there was very little. Later, I had to shave it for a while. When my mother came to see me, she saw that my hair was gone and she was so scared that she almost fainted."
When Xie Yixiao heard this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. You can imagine how shocked Mrs. Rong Guogong was.
She thought to herself that a person like him, even if he was bald when he was a child, would still be very cute and good-looking, but she didn't know what his temperament was like when he was a child, and whether he would be as deserted as he later became.
Xie Yixiao asked him: "Did you do anything embarrassing when you were a child?"
Rong Ci thought for a while, then shook his head helplessly: "Yes, once at night I was too hungry and went to the canteen to find food. I was caught and got a scolding."
"I also fought with others, but then I stopped fighting as I got older." After thinking about it, he added, "Probably from then on, no one of my age could beat me."
No matter where you live, there are always some disputes, and Yunzhong Temple is no exception. When he was a child, Yunzhong Temple also took in many homeless children. As soon as he came in, he became a disciple of Master Huiyuan, and
He was not in good health, and there were people who were running against him overtly or covertly.
Later, when he grew older, his health got better, and he learned martial arts, so others could no longer bully him.
He is already twenty-two years old this year. The people he grew up with in the past have left Yunzhong Temple one after another when they grew up, and there are only two or three people of his age.
In the past, in his mind, the past was like the passing of the wind without a trace, and he never cared about it. Now when he thinks about it, he actually feels a little nostalgic.
Xie Yixiao praised without hesitation: "That Ninth Young Master should be particularly powerful, but also, if he were not powerful, King Huainan would not lose to you back then. It seems that I am really lucky to have been selected.
The best one.”
Hearing this, he couldn't help but want to laugh: "There are so many capable people in the world, and I probably don't count."
Xie Yi smiled and said: "But in my heart, Ninth Young Master must be the most powerful one. No matter how powerful others are, it has nothing to do with me."
Rong Ci laughed and thought, Miss Xie is still so good at talking and coaxing people.
When the group arrived at Yunzhong Temple, it was already midnight (14:00 in the afternoon). They asked the accompanying people to go to the guest garden to settle down, and the two of them went to the main hall to burn incense and pay homage.
Rong Ci also met his former brothers and had a few words with them.
"Senior Brother Qingchen, how do you feel after returning home?"
"Are you coming back this time to visit Master Huiyuan?"
Rong Ci replied: "I'm fine after returning home. You don't need to worry about me. I came here this time to see Master. How are you guys?"
A monk clasped his hands together and replied: "We are very good, so you don't need to worry."
In just a few words, the monks said goodbye and left. Xie Yixiao came over and asked him, "Why don't you talk to them more?"
Rong Ci thought to himself that there seemed to be nothing to say, but after thinking about it, he said: "They are on duty today and have things to do. When it gets later, I will invite them over for a cup of tea."
Xie Yi smiled and said: "I just happened to have brought some good tea here, and I will send some to you when the time comes."
"Okay." Rong Ci nodded in agreement, and then said, "Let's go and see the master."
"Um."
Then the two of them left the main hall and went to see Master Huiyuan in the courtyard where he was meditating. Master Huiyuan was still the same, with a gray beard, wearing a blue-gray monk's robe, and holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.
The two of them went forward and kowtowed.
Master Huiyuan was very happy to see the two of them coming together, and personally made tea for them.
Xie Yixiao presented the gift he had prepared, a jar of fine Yunwu tea, which was also liked by Master Huiyuan.
Monks have nothing else to ask for, they are taboo, and they don't have many good things to use, but this tea is what they often use. Drinking tea and meditating is also their spiritual practice.
"You have this kind of fate, so you should cherish it. Although your teacher is a monk and you don't know how to get along as a couple, you need to treat it sincerely."
"Chunting, since you have returned home from the secular world and are getting married, you must be filial to your parents and take good care of your wife at home in the future."