"Xi'er, I thought about it, so I had to go to Qingzhou and pass by Yuzhou. Why not go back to the village and repair your parents' tombs to comfort their spirits in heaven." Yu said with a smile.
Jiang Hexi was stunned for a moment, and looked straight at Yu, who was smiling and looked at him. He was very moved and murmured: "Auntie..."
There is no need to pass through Yuzhou from Jingzhou to Qingzhou. It’s just that Yu knew that Jiang Hexi was embarrassed and couldn’t bear to make it difficult for her to do it, so he took the initiative to ask for a trip to Yuzhou in person.
In fact, she originally planned to find an opportunity to go back to Yuzhou. After all, she hasn't been to burn incense for a long time. Over the years, she has been secretly sending letters to Dr. Wang and his wife, asking them to go often for the three siblings.
It was burning incense, but Jiang Heyun and Jiang Hexuan couldn't go back and see it in person. After all, it was the place where they were born.
Moreover, now that Liang Yushu is dead, she doesn't need to worry that someone will kill the two brothers. The biggest threat is gone, and she should be more at ease.
"Xi'er, I also want to go to the place where you grew up. My aunt has lived in Yuzhou for more than ten years. It must be a beautiful place. Otherwise, how could she raise you, a beautiful little girl?"
Liang Ran pulled Jiang Hexi's arm and shook it, looking at her with a smile.
Jiang Hexi knew that they were deliberately comforting her, so she was no longer polite. Since they were so attentive, she would seem ignorant if she shunted her.
"Okay, I will definitely take my aunt and cousin to have a good time and experience the customs and customs of Yuzhou."
"OK!"
Several people changed out of their slightly wet clothes, drank a bowl of ginger soup, and then walked together to the pagoda dedicated to Jiang's father and mother.
Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar tablet in front of him, Yu was crying so hard that he could not help himself. He felt like he was in a sea of suffering, unable to get ashore, and did not want to save himself. In the end, Liang Ran, whose eyes were also red, helped her back to the wing room to rest.
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However, Jiang Hexi remained in the pagoda and found a reason to send Rongyue away, watching the three rankings that were placed together quietly.
Jiang Hexi rubbed the words engraved in the small tablets carefully and murmured to himself: "You can feel at ease in the future. There will be no more things. A Yun and A Xuan will be fine in the future."
Suddenly a breeze blew by, and the orange candlelight swayed and suddenly stood up again, as if nothing had happened.
After half a cup of tea, Jiang Hexi hid the small tablet at his wide cuff, walked out of the pagoda, and said politely to the monk outside the door: "My little master, please help me do a ritual. I want to invite you tomorrow.
My parents go home.”
"Amitabha, the donor has a heart." The little monk said mercifully.
"Thank you, Master." Jiang Hexi smiled slightly and waited at the door to wait for Rongyue to return to the wing room.
"Girl, now the master and wife have revenge, why are you still feeling a little sad?" Rongyue hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask, and looked at Jiang Hexi standing in front of the window carefully, only to see her face
The upper part was always the look of being stunned when he came back, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Hexi came back to his senses. Seeing Rongyue with a worried face, he felt warm in his heart and chuckled: "I have nothing to do, but I haven't seen my father and mother for a long time, so I feel a little emotional."
"I'm a little hungry. Go to the kitchen to see if there is anything to eat and bring some over."
"Okay, I'll go now." When Rongyue saw that Jiang Hexi had an appetite to eat, she knew that there was nothing big in her heart. She suddenly felt energetic and hurriedly retreated.
Jiang Hexi took the opportunity to put the small tablet in the wooden box he specially brought over and locked it carefully. Then he felt relieved and sighed quietly after a long time.
The night is as cool as water and the moon is bright.
The nights in the temple were a little boring. The quiet environment in the past was fine during the day, but it became too quiet on this rainy night. Jiang Hexi had something to do in his heart and couldn't sleep, so he simply wore a piece of clothes and walked out of the wing room.
Since she never likes others to watch the night, Rongyue and other maids sleep next door, Jiang Hexi will not disturb the maids when she goes out alone.
But waiting for the guards at the gate of the yard is always inevitable.
The guard saw Jiang Hexi, who was coming in plain clothes, walked over, and strode forward to meet him, saying respectfully: "Miss cousin, what happened? Why did you come out in the middle of the night?"
"Guard Liang, I'm fine, I just can't sleep, just come out for some breath." Jiang Hexi waved his hand and said, "I want to go and have a casual stroll in front, you don't have to worry about me."
"It's dark now, and it's a bit unsafe. I'd better send someone to follow the girl." The guard chief was worried. If something happened to Jiang Hexi, he would not escape the blame.
Jiang Hexi also knew this truth, so he stopped refusing and said helplessly: "Then you just follow me from afar. By the way, there is no need to disturb my aunt. I'm afraid she will worry."
"I understand." The chief guard responded respectfully. It was another matter whether he said it or not.
Fortunately, Jiang Hexi would not press his head to make him promise. After nodding indiscriminately, he began to wander around Ling'en Temple casually.
It has been a while since she last came here, and this is the first time she stayed at Lingen Temple, especially Lingen Temple after the rain.
A one-meter-wide cobblestone path is paved on the muddy ground, shining intoxicatingly under the bright moonlight, crystal clear and round.
Warm yellow lights shine from the pagoda, melodiously beating wooden fish, quiet recitation of Buddhist scriptures, accompanied by the evening breeze in this thousand-year-old temple.
Jiang Hexi walked endlessly in the temple, and before he knew it, he walked to a small brightly lit pagoda.
After letting the guards wait far away at the door, Jiang Hexi walked in.
I saw a seven or eight-year-old monk kneeling on the futon wearing a slightly wide gray Buddhist robe, and behind him looked as if he was worshiping the Buddha.
But when he walked forward and looked, Jiang Hexi found that his little head was bit by bit, and he immediately understood.
With a puff, the woman's clear laughter was particularly obvious in the quiet pagoda.
The little monk, who originally planned to be a regular watch but couldn't hold on to the sleepy monk woke up suddenly when he heard the movement. He turned around and saw Jiang Hexi in plain clothes looking at her with a smile, and his little face was instantly embarrassed.
The ground is red.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Hexi felt more and more interesting and looked at him leisurely.
The little monk was shy and afraid, hesitated for a long time and couldn't say a word. His little ears were as red as blood. After a while, he said: "Female donor, why don't you rest when you're so late?"
"I can't sleep a little, and I want to ask the little master for advice on Buddhism." Seeing his pretended calm but obviously panicked, Jiang Hexi became more and more motivated to tease the little monk and said seriously.
But the little monk believed it, and he was a little proud and panicked. He had just arrived at Ling'en Temple, but he didn't know what Buddhism was. It was because his master pity that he didn't know anything, so he took care of the night-keeping job for him to avoid his young age.
He was about to fetch water and chop firewood, but he didn't expect that he fell asleep in front of the Buddha! He was also seen by a female donor!
Their reputation of Ling'en Temple is now in his hands! He is sorry to the Buddha and Master!
Seeing that the little monk was about to cry, Jiang Hexi couldn't bear to tease him anymore, so he hurriedly said, "My little master, I want to worship the Buddha. I wonder if there are still incense treasure candles now?"
"Yes!" The little monk breathed a sigh of relief, jumped to the place where the incense treasure candle was placed beside him, and handed the incense in his hand to Jiang Hexi with a small face, clasped his hands together and said:
"Please, female donor."
"Thank you, Master." Looking at his serious but childish action, Jiang Hexi suppressed his smile, took it, and walked to the Buddha for a few sticks of incense.
Looking at the compassionate Buddha statue in front of him, Jiang Hexi was a little confused, and for a moment, kowtowed three respectfully.
"Female donor, can you not tell others about this today? I didn't mean it and I will never again." The little monk looked at Jiang Hexi pitifully and said hurriedly: "If the master knew that I had done something wrong, I'll do it."
, I will definitely be very disappointed. I am stupid enough to always cause trouble for the master. If he knew that I had disturbed the female donor, he would definitely be very disappointed with me."
Of course, Jiang Hexi would not be confused about a child, not to mention that when she saw the little monk's tears, she subconsciously thought of Jiang Heyun, who was spoiled as if she was spoiled and acted like a good person, and her heart softened.
He is just a child, but he has to watch the night. He is still growing up. No wonder he is dozing off. Even an adult cannot avoid the vulgarity.
"I won't say it out loud. Don't worry, Master. I just worshiped the Buddha tonight, and I don't know anything else." Jiang Hexi blinked at him and smiled playfully.
The little monk was overjoyed and couldn't help rubbing his robe. Then he clasped his hands seriously at Jiang Hexi and said with a tense face: "Amitabha, thank you for the female donor."
"But the little master should pay attention in the future. There are too late breezes in the autumn nights in the mountains, and the pagoda is full of open fires and it is easy to catch fire. The little master should wake up a little." Looking at the wooden pagoda with bright candlelight, Jiang Hexi was a little bit
He reminded him not to worry.
The little monk nodded seriously and said angrily: "Thank you for the female donor's reminder, Huiren will definitely pay attention in the future."
"Your name is Huiren, this magic number is excellent." Jiang Hexi bent his lips as he looked at the movements of his little baby, a little old man who pretended to be a little adult.
"Thank you for your praise from the female donor. This is the Dharma name given to me by the master." The little monk smiled and saw the candlelight in the hall. When he saw the candlelight in the hall, his inspiration suddenly appeared, and said crisply: "Actually, the female donor should not be too worried.
The master once said that although most of the materials used in the pagodas in our temple are wood, they have been coated with a layer of fireproof wood paint, and many senior brothers are patrolling at night, so there will definitely be no major fire."