The rain stopped in the morning, but the sky was still overcast. The top of the mountain was hidden in the mist, making the place more like a fairyland, which is exactly what the name of the mountain is. Jingshan Temple is located in the foggy mountains, and the road leading to the temple There is only one rugged mountain road.
When you reach the foot of the mountain, you have to walk up the mountain.
There is an ancient temple hidden deep in the mountains. The more than 1,930 steep steps in front of the temple are called the Ladder of Sincerity.
If you want to seek sutras and worship Buddha, you must first climb up.
Because Jingshan Temple is located on the outskirts of Beijing, most of the people who come to burn incense are dignitaries from the capital. The temple is very popular, and even on rainy days, there are many horse-drawn carriages parked at the foot of the mountain.
Shen Moran and Shen Mingshu were panting while crawling. Shen Moran thought to herself that she must learn a few tricks from Si Yiluo later. This body was too weak.
Shen Mingshu gritted her teeth and followed, and the group walked towards the top of the mountain.
Bi Tao came over and whispered in her ear: "Miss, I just asked the little novice monk in front of the mountain gate. There are no special people who came to offer incense today. The ones with higher status are except for Mr. Zheng and his wife from the Protectorate Palace." In addition, there are His Royal Highnesses King Yu and King Zhan."
"Prince Yu?"
Shen Moran sighed in his heart, he was really haunted. He didn't know whether this was intentional or a coincidence.
Looking back at Shen Mingshu who was lagging behind, Shen Moran chuckled lightly. If Zhou Yuru did something wrong again, how about she help him?
"Let's go faster."
"Sister, wait for me!"
Shen Mingshu quickened her pace and wanted to catch up with her, but she accidentally stepped on her skirt and fell. Not only was her skirt stained with mud, but her feet were sprained.
"Miss, how about we go back and change first..."
Hong Dan, the maid who was serving her, was slapped by her before she could even try to persuade her.
"Trash, His Royal Highness Prince Yu is also on the mountain today, why don't you help me up quickly! We must not let Shen Moran get the first step!"
Women in the Zhou Dynasty could not go out easily, and there were not many foreign men they could contact. The last time Zhou Yu came to visit, Shen Mingshu fell in love with him at first sight, so she asked her servants to go out to inquire about the news. She happened to know that he was accompanying King Zhan to the road today. Incense is burned in the mountain temple.
She was secretly happy. She originally planned to create a chance encounter, but she knew that Shen Moran also chose today, which made people wonder if the two had an appointment.
Moreover, I heard from my aunt that my father intended to marry King Yu.
"Call a sedan."
Since all the people who came to offer incense were dignitaries, not everyone could climb up, so some people took the opportunity to work as bearers at the foot of the mountain, and the business was quite good.
Because of the rain today, there were more than half the number of pilgrims than usual, so Hong Dan quickly called two people to come.
Before his rebirth, Shen Moran did not believe in Buddhism or destiny, so he rarely came to temples and Taoist temples. After his rebirth, because he had more respect for temples, he became particularly pious when worshiping Buddha.
"Donor, please ask for a signature."
Shen Moran took the bamboo stick handed by the little novice monk, shook it a few times, and a bamboo stick fell to the ground.
Bitao picked up the bamboo stick and gave it to her.
The master who interpreted the lotus saw the red thread wrapped around the bamboo stick and said in surprise: "The donor is so lucky. Master Liaowu is out of the customs today. Anyone who draws a lotus with a red line can go to the back mountain to find the master to interpret the lotus."
Shen Moran frowned.
Master Liao Wu is an eminent monk who has achieved enlightenment and has been famous for more than a hundred years. It is said that when he lectures, he wears a golden light, and the place where the golden light shines cleans away dirt. He is called the living Buddha. It is also said that he can see into the secrets of heaven and see through people's hearts.
But there was no news about him for thirty years, and everyone thought he had...
The master who read the signature pursed his lips and smiled.
"Amitabha, the Buddha saves those who are destined to be saved. The master specifically told the poor monk not to speak out. He also asked the donor to step aside and go forward alone to show his sincerity."
"Miss..." Bi Tao's first reaction was that this person was definitely a liar. "Madam told the lady to pay attention to safety. The back mountain is so far away. If something unexpected happens again, we'd better not go! Master, just say our lady Is the lot drawn good or bad?"
Bitao had never heard of Master Wu at all, and she had never heard of drawing lots in the temple and having to go to the back mountain to get the lot. She instinctively thought of the bandits outside the city, and her face instantly turned pale.
Could it be that Mrs. Shen and Shen Mingshu wanted to harm her young lady again...
Master puts his hands together.
"There is only one in ten thousand, so naturally it is the best."
At this time, other pilgrims came in, and the master sat back and said no more. Shen Moran turned back and looked at the lots drawn by the others. There was indeed nothing special about it, and the master did not refuse to interpret the lots.
It seems that if you want to unlock the visa, you really have to go to the back mountain.
"Sister!" Outside the palace, Shen Mingshu came up to her with the support of Hong Dan, "Sister, has she already drawn the lot? Oh, why is there a red line on my sister's lot?"
She was talking to herself, reaching out to hug her arm, pretending to be intimate, but Shen Moran noticed Zhou Yu following behind.
Today, the young man wore a moon-white robe, a jade crown with black hair, and was playing with a folding fan in his hand. When he saw her, he looked over and smiled at her, clasping his fists.
"In order to chase my sister, I accidentally stepped on my own skirt and twisted my foot. Fortunately, I met His Highness Prince Yu. His Highness came with me because he saw that it was inconvenient for me. Don't be angry."
The girl's eyes were moist, "Sister, you don't blame me for holding you back..."
Shen Moran looked away, expressionless for the time being.
Shen Mingshu accused her of several crimes in front of Zhou Yu in just a few words. She didn't bother to explain, so she broke away from Shen Mingshu's hands and lifted the robe that she had pulled down to her shoulders.
"The fortune-telling from Jingshan Temple is extremely accurate. Sister, you might as well try it. Whether you are seeking marriage or peace, everything will go smoothly."
"Really?" Shen Mingshu turned around and smiled brightly at Zhou Yu, "Your Highness, do you want to try it together?"
No one else knew that Zhou Yu had written a letter requesting a marriage, but the way he looked at Shen Moran was different from others. Shen Mingshu deliberately stood between the two of them and pulled Zhou Yu's gaze towards her.
The two sisters stood together, Shen Moran was cool and bright, while Shen Mingshu was lively and charming. Zhou Yu curled up the corners of his lips and stepped forward, his tone so gentle that it almost made him wet.
"Okay, Miss Second, please invite me first."
Shen Mingshu stepped forward and picked up the lottery tube. After shaking out one, she handed the tube to him.
Zhou Yu lifted up his robe, knelt on the futon and shook out one, and the two of them gave it to the master who interpreted the lot.
"What do you want, girl?"
Shen Mingshu glanced at Zhou Yu shyly and replied: "Marriage."
"What do you want, Your Highness?"
Zhou Yu glanced at Shen Moran from the corner of his eye, then changed his words and said with a chuckle: "I want to get married too."
The master who was interpreting the lotus inserted their bamboo sticks into the bamboo tube in front of him and said: "Couples are made in heaven, and they are both signed by the best."
Shen Mingshu's eyes suddenly brightened up. Seeing Zhou Yu's eyes glued to Shen Moran, she suppressed her jealousy, walked over, hugged Shen Moran's arm and shook her, "Sister, you haven't said what you want yet? Is that true? Marriage? I don’t know which young master my sister likes..."
Zhou Yu pursed his lips and smiled softly, with affection in his eyes. Shen Moran hid the bamboo stick in his sleeve and said coldly: "I'm asking about luck, and I'm asking for peace. It's useless to ask for important matters like marriage. It's better to ask for the safety of my family. What does my sister think?"
The atmosphere cooled down for a moment.
Her attitude was neither salty nor cool. As much as Shen Mingshu wanted to create an atmosphere of sisterly love, she would try to disrupt it.
Shen Mingshu glanced at Zhou Yu aggrievedly, then lowered her head to block the glimmering water in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, sister, I didn't mean to make you unhappy..."
Zhou Yu banged the folding fan, with disgust hidden deep in his scrutinizing eyes, but he still looked like a gentle gentleman when he spoke.
"I'm afraid the eldest lady has some misunderstandings about me. The person I want to marry has always been the eldest lady, so I take care of your sister..."