By the time they entered the city, the morning drums had already sounded. The capital was different from the mountains. The roads were wide and flat, and the streets were bustling with people. Azhen and Songyue had not seen such a scene for a long time, and they both walked out of the carriage with excitement.
Look.
Qingrong and his younger sister Si Niang were both born to the Wang family of Lu Wen's relay family. When she was pregnant with Qingrong, Wang was tossed around due to her husband's official career, and her body was a little overwhelmed, and the fetus could not be raised well, so Qingrong was young.
He was often sick. As he got older, his body got better, but he still looked weak. Later, Lu Wenzhong heard from his friend Zhang He that the Taoist temple in Nanyuan Mountain can be said to be a treasure of Feng Shui. It gathers the spiritual essence of heaven and earth and is very helpful for people's cultivation. Let Qingrong go
Living there for a year and a half may be beneficial to recuperation.
I was not used to going to Taoist Temple for the first time, but after staying for a while, I found that I felt really comfortable physically and mentally. So I stayed in Nanyuan Mountain for more than two years now. I also went back home during this period.
, but it was only once. Although she had developed a calm temperament, this time it was different. She would be able to be with her family for a long time in the future, so naturally she couldn't hide her joy.
As the carriage arrived at Kangningfang, a sound of horses suddenly sounded outside the Lu family's door, and people inside heard the sound and came out. Lu Qingran was walking at the front. Qingrong got off the carriage and saw Qingran with tears in her eyes. She first said to
Zhang He said hello, then turned around and said, "Sister, I'm home now."
Qingrong was also excited and said with a smile: "I'm really back this time, I kept you waiting for a long time."
Qingran scolded her, "What are you talking about, sister? As long as you come back safely, I will wait for as long as you want. A few days ago, Uncle Zhang wrote a letter saying that you encountered bandits in Cha'an County, which was scary." She pulled Qingrong,
Reluctant to let go, he suddenly said: "Look, I'm talking too much. Sister, uncle Zhang, hurry up and follow me in. Grandpa and mother-in-law are already waiting at home!"
Zhang He smiled so hard that he narrowed his eyes, "I won't go in. You have a family reunion today and you have a lot to say, so I won't disturb you any more."
Qingrong said: "Sir, why do you need to see others like this? Just come with us. I may not have seen you for a long time, so I miss you very much."
Even though she said this, Zhang He still refused and went to his family's mansion. The two sisters had no choice but to say goodbye to him.
Qingran put her arms around Qingrong very affectionately and said jokingly: "Sister, after these days, you really look much better."
Qingran also smiled: "Yes, you have grown taller, and now you are more and more beautiful."
The two sisters are somewhat similar, but their temperaments and charms are very different. Sanniang has cold eyebrows and slender figure, and is thinner. Fourth Niang is not as tall as Qingfeng, but she is a little plumper and has a brighter face, especially
Those black eyes are full of energy and charm.
While the two were chatting and laughing, they walked through the courtyard and came to the hall. Qingran called loudly inside, "Sister, I'm back!"
Lifting the door curtain, Qingrong saw her long-lost parents sitting at the banquet. For a moment, she felt that the heat in the room was too much and her nose felt sour. She couldn't even speak. She stepped forward and respectfully greeted Lu Wenzhong and Wang.
He gave a big salute and said, "Father is well, mother is well. Daughter, I'm back."
Lu Wenzhong and Mrs. Wang also had tears in their eyes when they saw Lu Qingran. They hurriedly stepped forward to pull her up, nodded and said: "Get up quickly, why are you so polite. Just come back, just come back." After that, they called her again.
Buttermilk snacks were served.
"The food on the road is simple. Are you hungry now? You need some snacks."
Qingrong smiled and said, "Thank you so much, grandma."
Mrs. Wang looked Lu Qingran up and down carefully and said, "You look really much better than before, but I see you are still thin today. Now that I'm back home, I must eat more. Today, my mother-in-law,
Ask the kitchen to cook whatever you like."
Lu Wenzhong said: "A few days ago, your mother-in-law and I received a letter, and we were really worried about your safety. Fortunately, you all came back safe and sound."
Mrs. Wang took Qingrong to sit down and sighed: "Yes, we are all worried. It happens that the day after tomorrow is fifteen. Now that you are back safely, you can go to the temple with me to burn incense."
, I would like to bow down and thank Bodhisattva for blessing me."
"Aniang." Qingrong was a little dumbfounded. It wasn't that she was biased against Buddhism. It was just that she had studied Lao Zhuang for many years, so naturally she still had some biases in her heart. She was not used to being asked to burn incense and worship Buddha.
Lu Wenzhong understood her concerns and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. Even if you practice some Taoist techniques, you are not a serious Taoist disciple and you don't have these sect rules to abide by. So just go and relax with your mother-in-law."
That’s fine.”
Qingran also advised, "Yes, sister, besides, there is more than just worshiping Buddha in this temple. When you first came back to Yongcheng, you probably didn't know that Lingbao Temple has a yard for watching performances and listening to Dharma."
There is a courtyard and a place for viewing flowers and scenery... In short, you will know it the last time you go there."
In this case, Qingrong agreed. The family finally got together and talked a lot lively, and the whole day was passed away...
Going to the temple should not be considered a whim of the Wang family. The person who was engaged to Qingrong was the son of Xu Qian, the minister of household affairs. Xu Qian had a slight friendship with Lu Wenzhong and knew some details, so he agreed to the engagement. It's just that
When Qing Rong went to Nanyuan Mountain, her family had not yet moved to Yongcheng, so the Xu family had not seen Qing Rong.
Xu Qian's wife, Mrs. Cao, was naturally curious about her future daughter-in-law. She knew that Qingrong was going to come home a few days ago, so she planned to pay her a visit. Unexpectedly, something happened along the way. Mrs. Wang knew that Mrs. Cao also believed in Buddhism, so she made an appointment with her.
We went to Lingbao Temple together to offer incense on the 15th, so that we could bring Qingrong to meet Cao. Qingrong didn’t have any objections to this. She said she had no objections. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to say she had no feelings. She didn’t even know what to do about the future.
What is the attitude of my husband’s family…
Buddhism flourished during this dynasty, and there were many sects. There were many temples in Yongcheng City, and there were many famous temples. The most famous one was Lingbao Temple. The Lingbao Temple was neatly built, surrounded by clear springs, full of trees, and full of incense. The geographical location was also extremely good.
Okay, with the Imperial City to the north, the Lijiang River to the south, and only a few streets away from this place where the princes and nobles gather, it can be said that we have a unique advantage. On the first day of each month, there is a saying in the temple that this scene is
It can be said that there are many pilgrims and crowds of people. The fifteenth day is also the day for offering incense, but there are relatively few people.
Siniang told Qingrong all this, and Qingrong became more and more curious. It was Qingrong's first time coming back to such a famous temple, and she didn't know what the scene was like inside.
When they arrived at the entrance of Lingbao Temple, Cao's carriage had already arrived first. A woman dressed richly came over and said with a smile: "Mrs. Wang."
"Mrs. Cao." Mrs. Wang met her and introduced her, "These are my Sanniang and Siniang."
"Madam is well." Qingrong took a step forward first and bowed Yingying.
Mrs. Cao saw her and was quite satisfied to see that she was polite and good-looking. So she smiled even deeper and said, "Okay, you're so polite. It would be great if Sanniang comes back now. When I meet her today, she is indeed a rare and wonderful person."
After Wang and Cao exchanged a few polite words, they entered the temple gate together, walked around the moss-mottled stone screen, and walked for a while, and the palace and temples appeared in front of them.
As soon as I entered a courtyard, I saw two Dharma masters, an old one and a young one, standing in the courtyard. There was a pilgrim who looked restless and puzzled about the theory of cause and effect, reincarnation, and karma in this life. He asked: "If you have committed serious sins during your lifetime, should you do it?"
If you go to Abi Hell, you will never be reincarnated forever?"
Avici Hell is the most painful of the eight hells, and there is no liberation. Apart from endless suffering, there is no other feeling.
When the elder Master heard this, his eyes were filled with compassion, and he said silently, "Amitabha, today's cause will create tomorrow's effect..."
Lu Qingrong was standing aside, but suddenly he stopped and said unhurriedly: "Why do you say this? Who said you can go to hell after death?"
This statement made everyone look at her. Seeing that she was interested, Mrs. Wang stopped to accompany her. Siniang was even more happy, but Mrs. Cao frowned slightly...
Qingrong smiled, her voice was as faint as nothingness, and she said: "When you are alive, you are troubled and tormented, and you are tortured and struggling, how can it be that time is endless, travel is endless, suffering is endless, and you are in hell?"
For a moment, no one spoke. The young mage also looked at her. The person in front of her had indifferent features and was as beautiful as a fairy. She was wearing a six-piece aqua dress, elegant and elegant, not stained by dust. At this moment, the breeze
The wind rose quietly, blowing a few strands of tiny hair in front of her forehead, and they floated with the wind. I wonder if it was the hair that was moving with the wind, or a heart that had been silent for a long time?
But she seemed unaware, and continued, "It's like you are suffering from inner suffering and trying to seek comfort from Buddha. Now do you feel relieved in your heart, and do you no longer struggle and suffer?"
Kong Ji was a little distracted for a moment. He shook his head slightly and regained his concentration. The hand that turned the beads could not help but speed up. He smiled softly at Qing Rong and saluted, but he didn't know what to say.
Qingrong also felt a little presumptuous. She was used to arguing with Taoist friends on Nanyuan Mountain in the past, and she forgot the occasion for a moment. She saluted the young mage and said, "But don't be surprised by what you said.
"
Kong Ji smiled slightly and responded: "Why blame me? What Nu Tan Yue said makes sense. Now that I hear this, I am extremely happy."
Qingrong raised her eyes and looked at him. He was taller than ordinary men, with a slightly square face, a high nose, and deep eyebrows. In addition, his expression was modest and indifferent, and his whole person exuded a kind-hearted, kind-hearted, and full of righteousness. Looking at
He is also in his mid-twenties.
Qingrong nodded and smiled at him.
Since the mage didn't mind, and the others had nothing to say, Wang led them away. Kong Jing approached and asked, "Are you going to offer incense?"
Wang naturally understood what the master meant, stepped forward, bowed, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, Master, thank you."
A few people were walking on the road, and Siniang pulled Qingrong and murmured: "Sister, you are really amazing, you are really good at speaking!"
Ms. Cao also heard this, but she didn't agree with it very much. "Although Sanniang is smart, what can a daughter do if she is so eloquent? I'm afraid it's not too strong."
Although Qingrong was puzzled, she was not annoyed: "Mrs. Cao, I am not saying this to argue about right or wrong. I just want to express my own views. Could it be said that this is wrong?"
Mrs. Cao looked a little embarrassed. She didn't expect Qingrong to contradict her so bluntly. Mrs. Wang reacted quickly and hurriedly came out to smooth things over. She smiled and said: "Oh, Madam, don't blame me. Don't blame me. Let me tell you, Sanniang and Madam just have different opinions."
, this one is excusable." After saying that, he pretended to reprimand Qingrong, "You, you, you should be honest and forthright, but you should also have a certain temper. After all, my wife is an elder, and you should always speak and behave appropriately in front of elders."
Qingrong also knew what her mother meant, so she obediently apologized to Mrs. Cao. Since Mrs. Wang said so, Mrs. Cao also walked down the stairs, but she was not in as good a mood as when she came.
How could Kong Ji not hear those words? He looked at Qingrong unconsciously, but felt that she seemed to exceed all his expectations...