"I have long heard that the princess is diligent in worshiping Buddha. It seems that the rumors are not false."
The woman was plump, and her round and plump face revealed an irresistible sense of peace and nobility. After she finished speaking, she saw that Zhong Yuqing looked at her with a confused look, but she was not angry. She smiled and explained: "My family
I was promoted to the rank of Shaoqing of Zongzheng Temple two years ago. At that time, the princess sent people to send congratulatory gifts. However, it was the New Year's Day, so I did not come to express my thanks due to this delay. It is really a pleasure to meet you here today.
"After saying that, he thanked Zhong Yuqing again.
The young minister of Zongzheng Temple is a fourth-rank official.
As soon as she reminded him, Zhong Yuqing immediately remembered it. Sun Liwen, who was originally a member of the Ministry of Rites, was moved to the position of Shaoqing of Zongzheng Temple. This cross-field promotion of several levels in a row became popular in the capital.
The Duke of Yue's Mansion originally had nothing to do with the Sun family, but they all lived in the capital and could not see each other without looking up. Now that she knew, she had to show some kind of expression. It happened that she was busy preparing for Xia Houshu's hairpin ceremony at that time.
I just asked my subordinates to send congratulatory gifts according to the custom of the house, and they didn't even know what the Sun family looked like.
Later, the people sent to deliver the gifts came back and reported that Sun Shaoqing's wife was surnamed Liu and that she was an amiable and well-rounded person.
Zhong Yuqing nodded slightly: "Sun Shaoqing is a new official and holds an important position. Naturally, he has a lot to do. Mrs. Liu, you don't have to be polite." After saying that, he looked at the shy girl next to her and said, "This is my concubine.
Bar?"
"She is the little girl." Mrs. Liu's brows were filled with joy, and she turned to her daughter and said, "Jiarou, please see the princess quickly."
The girl immediately bowed to Zhong Yuqing and saluted: "My little daughter Sun Jiarou has met the princess."
Seeing this situation, Xia Houshu had no choice but to return the favor on behalf of his mother.
"The girls from the Sun family are indeed gentle and quiet, knowledgeable and polite, and have everyone's style." Zhong Yuqing looked at Sun Jiarou with soft eyes, and motioned to Qingfang behind him to hand her a purse, "These are some rings, Miss Sun, take them and wear them.
Let’s have fun.”
Sun Jiarou looked back at her mother, took it after receiving her approval, and thanked her again.
Mrs. Liu immediately called a female envoy beside her and brought a purse to Xia Houshu.
Xia Houshu thanked him and handed the purse to Yunxi. Later Yunxi told her that it was a bag of gold rivets. Compared with the several rings set with various gemstones that Zhong Yuqing gave away, it was not too heavy.
Mrs. Liu probably thought that they had given each other a meeting gift, and they were acquaintances. She immediately took Xia Houshu's hand affectionately and praised her with a smile. There were endless compliments, like a living book of praise.
Xia Houshu listened silently and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. I don't know how Mrs. Liu managed to say these beautiful words without conscience after hearing what she just said.
Zhong Yuqing's eyebrows were curved and she smiled.
Mrs. Liu seemed to be inspired, her attitude became more enthusiastic, and her words became more intimate. As she spoke, she invited Zhong Yuqing to enjoy the shade under the shade of a nearby tree.
Zhong Yuqing hesitated for a moment. She had long been tired due to the bumpy carriage and trudging along the way. But Zongzheng Temple was in charge of royal affairs and paid the most attention to etiquette and ethics, and Mrs. Liu was the family member of the young minister of Zongzheng Temple, and she was a
She is eloquent, but if one day she accidentally says Xia Houshu's arrogant words, wouldn't it ruin her daughter's reputation?
After a brief thought, she asked her entourage to say hello to the monk Zhike in the temple and arrange her luggage in advance. She accepted Mrs. Liu's invitation and rested on a stone bench nearby to drink tea.
Xia Houshu was not interested in the rambling chats among his elders, but he couldn't leave, so he had to concentrate on finding some fun around him to pass the time.
Seeing that the girl hanging the red rope under the Bodhi tree was losing strength as she threw it, and a lot of the red rope fell to the ground, she wanted to rush over to help. However, the two girls quickly finished hanging the red rope as they wished.
, took the accompanying maid and left in high spirits.
I wonder if their marriage can really be as happy and happy as they both expected.
Xia Houshu looked at their leaving figures and thought to himself.
Zhong Yuqing had long seen that Xia Houshu was absent-minded. Hearing that Mrs. Liu did not mention anything inappropriate about Xia Houshu's words and deeds, she felt relieved and sent Xia Houshu to the Buddhist hall to ask for autographs first.
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Liu also asked her beautiful and shy daughter to go with Xia Houshu to ask for the fortune.
Sun Jiarou was just over haircut, one month younger than Xia Houshu. She was pretty in appearance, but extremely slender, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.
She wore a light yellow double-breasted Confucian skirt, and a thin pink-white shirt embroidered with plum blossoms, which echoed the dots of plum blossoms on the skirt, making her skin as white as snow, delicate and cute.
Probably due to the strict etiquette of the Sun family, although Sun Jiarou has a good temperament, she is very shy, with a hint of caution and sorrow in her clear eyes. In addition, she is fragile, so she was tightly supported by her maid all the way.
The two chatted for a few words but could no longer find a common topic, so they had no choice but to remain silent.
The sun is getting worse and worse, and the long line of people asking for signatures seems to show no sign of moving forward.
Sun Jiarou had been in the sun for a long time, and her delicate body was shaky. It seemed that she had to use a lot of strength to stand still. The two maids who were waiting on her were too frightened to show up, so they quickly helped her to the side to rest.
Xia Houshu was very surprised by Sun Jiarou's fragility, but after all, it was the first time they met, so she couldn't help but curl her lips and put away her curiosity.
She took out her handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead, then squinted her eyes and looked up. The sky was clear and cloudless, not even a passing bird.
Weather like this is the best time to hide in the shade and eat some iced fruits to pass the time. However, Huguo Temple is high in the mountains and far away from the water. Let alone the iced fruits, there is not even a hint of cool breeze at this time, only the hot air is rushing towards people's bodies.
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Feeling bored, Xia Houshu stretched his neck and looked around for some fun. He accidentally spotted Zhong Yuqing and Mrs. Liu drinking tea leisurely under the shaded century-old Bodhi tree not far away. They were chatting and laughing, so comfortable.
After being in the sun for so long, Xia Houshu felt like fire was coming out of his throat, so he didn't care about asking for a signature. He walked carelessly to the shade of a tree and asked the maid to pour him a cup of tea.
Seeing her daughter suddenly coming back, Zhong Yuqing, who was having a lively chat with Mrs. Liu, was stunned for a moment, looked at her daughter and asked doubtfully: "Shur, why are you back after lining up so well?"
Xia Houshu took a sip of the tea handed over by the maid, waved her hand and said nonchalantly: "Mother, asking for Buddha is just a trick to deceive yourself and others. It doesn't matter if you don't ask." Seeing everyone's frightened faces, she continued to explain, "Buddha
It is often said that the world's people are like drowning in the sea, but the Buddha has compassion and a universal desire to save all sentient beings. If this is the case, the Buddha must not have the heart to see us coming to offer incense in the scorching sun. The heat is unbearable, and we
After trekking all the way, it’s better to find a place to rest as soon as possible.”
"Amitabha! My little girl is young and ignorant. She speaks uncontrollably and has committed many sins!" Zhong Yuqing was shocked when she heard this. She quickly put her hands together and bowed in the direction of the main hall, with a sincere and humble attitude.
After confessing her sin, she turned back to look at Xiahou Shu and scolded: "Shur, Buddhist pure land, don't talk nonsense! If the Buddha heard what you just said, he would be blamed, why don't you hurry up and ask the Buddha
Please forgive me!"
He is just a clay Bodhisattva covered with gold. How can he control his life?
If so, let him be blamed.
Xia Houshu smiled disapprovingly and continued drinking tea.
"Shur, you have to be sincere when asking for a signature. You go ahead and line up." Zhong Yuqing suddenly said seriously. Regardless of Xia Houshu's reaction, he emphasized, "I will wait for you here. When you ask for the signature, we will
Go to the Zen monastery to rest."
This is to warn her that she will not be able to rest if she does not follow the rules when asking for signatures.
Xia Houshu's head buzzed, as if there were countless small insects flying by. She couldn't even swallow a sip of tea, and her tears overflowed. She controlled her expression to prevent herself from being embarrassed in front of outsiders. She raised her eyes and looked at her mother.
He was serious and could not be refuted, and he turned around and stared at the pilgrims who had appeared again without knowing when, with wide eyes, feeling pain and hatred in his heart.
At this moment, she really hoped that she could be as weak to Liu Fufeng as Sun Jiarou, so that no one would force her to ask for a signature.
However, Zhong Yuqing had always been true to her word, and no one in the entire Yue Kingdom dared to directly disobey her orders. Now, under the eyes of his mother, Xia Houshu really couldn't think of any way to disobey her orders, so he had to go back and continue to line up full of resentment.
Mrs. Liu quietly watched the mother-daughter fight, bowing her head and drinking tea gracefully throughout the whole process, completely aloof from the incident. It was not until the hammer was settled that she persuaded Zhong Yuqing: "Sons and daughters are debts, and we parents are here to repay our debts."
, Princess is such a transparent person, she should have figured it out a long time ago. I think the third girl is a smart child, but after all, she is young and a little childish. Princess, you might as well teach her slowly, it will always be fine, Qian
Don’t let your anger break your body.”
After almost another stick of incense, Xia Houshu finally entered the main hall filled with incense.
The hall is splendid, with a golden Tathagata as high as the roof sitting cross-legged on a golden lotus, with a plump and kind face, as if he is smiling at the world. The eighteen Arhat statues on both sides are tall, graceful in shape, with different expressions, lifelike.
Xia Houshu was sweating profusely, kneeling on the futon with weak legs. She just wanted to roll her eyes at the smiling Buddha on the lotus throne. However, in the public, with so many young monks chanting sutras watching, she didn't want to
Dare to act recklessly.
She took a deep breath, straightened her posture, respectfully offered a stick of incense, knelt down on the futon and kowtowed three times, and then looked at the lotus tube on the altar.
Monk Wei Na, who was standing in front of the altar, did not seem to notice Xia Houshu's previous unreasonable behavior towards the Buddha. He bowed to her in a polite manner and asked, "What kind of sign does the donor want?"
Xia Houshu raised her head and saw Monk Wei Na's beautiful features and pious face. She was immediately in awe and did not dare to make any mistakes. She thought about it carefully. It was her mother who asked her to come to Huguo Temple, and it was her mother who suggested asking for the signature. She could only do it herself
I was just following orders and didn't ask for anything. I really didn't know what to ask for at the moment.
But her mother knew clearly that she grew up in Boyunguan, so why did she have to take her to Huguo Temple to ask for a visa? If she felt that she was too noisy at home and was upset, she could just punish her to stay at Boyunguan.
Xia Houshu was very confused. She turned to look outside the main hall and saw Zhong Yuqing hastily ended the greetings with Mrs. Liu and was slowly walking towards the main hall. Thinking of her mother's hard work for half her life and the pain of losing her son,
He was still so strong, and he felt respect in his heart, so he smiled and said: "Then I will ask for a peace sign for my mother."
"Amitabha!" Wei Nashang handed the lotus tube to Xia Houshu, probably because he felt that her filial piety was commendable, and even her movements were extremely gentle.
Xiahou Shu held the lottery tube and closed his eyes in a formal manner, praying silently in his heart that his mother would be safe and happy and not keep an eye on her whereabouts all day long. That would be the blessing for her and the entire Xiahou family.
"Shur." Zhong Yuqing's voice came from behind. Her footsteps got closer and closer, and finally he stood beside her, and then said: "The Buddhist fortune tellers in the temple are the most effective, so you can ask for a marriage for yourself."