Thanks to my classmate Too Naive for the reward. Thanks to classmate Yan Bing for her monthly ticket support. I bow to thank you.
Opening the gilded post, Fang Yiai glanced at it. Simply put, it meant that it was Laba Festival, and Li Chengqian wanted to invite Fang Yiai to go to Chongfu Temple to offer incense and pray for blessings. At the same time, the fragrant plums in Chongfu Temple were already in full bloom.
I invite my beloved wife to pray for blessings, and to watch the clouds together.
"May I ask Mr. Li, who has received the post? This will help me be prepared so that I won't lose my etiquette when the time comes." Fang Yiai asked with a smile as she closed the post in her hand.
"Each of the young sons from the official families of the third-rank and above officials in Beijing invited one. Because the eldest son will attend the Spring Festival next year, he invited the second son, and so did the Du family." Knowing what Fang Yiai wanted to ask, Li Qing was very surprised.
He said in detail, "Also going with him are His Highness the King of Shu, His Highness the King of Wei, the eldest son of the Changsun Mansion and the eldest son of the Cheng Mansion. They are busy, so they also invited the second young master from the two mansions."
Yi Ai nodded and asked with a good attitude, "Can I ask a little more about why the prince rose up and asked everyone to pray together? If it's inconvenient to say it, that's fine."
"The previous emperor mentioned that the court was too busy on the eighth day of the lunar month, so the prince, the king of Shu and the king of Wei followed the orders and sent messages to the young masters who were familiar with each other in each mansion. This can be regarded as a substitute for the emperor and all your lords.
, and the common people pray for blessings." As he said this, Li Qing cupped his hands in the direction of the palace.
"All the posts were posted yesterday. It's just that Mr. Fang went to Zhuangzi after taking the exam a few days ago and only came back after dinner last night, so this post was only sent here today." Li Qing explained. "Master Fang yesterday.
I didn’t come back until midnight, so I didn’t think about informing Mr. Fang.”
"I haven't seen my father since I came back yesterday." Fang Yiai said with a wry smile, "Even the sacrifice of new millet to ancestors this morning was presided over by my eldest brother."
"Yes, how could the snow have stopped since the beginning of winter? I finally saw the sun on the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, but within half a day, the god's face darkened again. Si Tianjian reported that afternoon that he was afraid that it would happen again.
It's going to snow heavily." Li Qing sighed and looked at the falling snowflakes outside and said, "No, it's snowing again. It looks like it won't stop for a while."
"Yes, Yiai looked at the sky outside and sighed worriedly.
"Oh, I'm sorry to bother Mr. Li to make this trip. Please go back and tell the prince that I will be at Chongfu Temple on time three quarters ago." Fang Yiai withdrew his gaze and said to Li Qing.
"Well, let's take our leave now." After receiving Fang Yiai's affirmative reply, Li Qing left with satisfaction.
It seems that these consecutive snows have made Li Shimin feel a little upset and uncomfortable, otherwise he would not have let the prince take the lead and lead a group of juniors when he and the courtiers were too busy.
Incense was burned in the temple to pray for blessings.
Looking at the heavy snowflakes falling in the sky, Fang Yi understood lovingly that this year would be difficult for him.
Although he had spoken nicely when comforting Mrs. Fang before, although the decree was issued, there were many obstacles in its implementation.
In addition, the heavy snowfall since the beginning of winter this year has been much more frequent than in previous years. In some villages around Chang'an, many houses that have been in disrepair have collapsed due to lack of timely snow removal, and many people have been displaced.
The reason why I went to Zhuangzi a few days ago was because this kind of thing also happened in my own village. After Fang Xuanling, who was very busy, learned about what happened in his village, firstly he didn’t want to worry Mrs. Fang too much, and secondly,
I didn't want to disturb Fang Yizhi, who was in the final review stage, so I chose Fang Yiai, who had just finished the exam, to deal with it.
The reason why the housekeeper Fang Shen is not allowed to go is because Fang Xuanling cannot do without him here. If Fang Shen makes any change, Mrs. Fang will definitely notice it, and she will know it when she gets to the bottom of it. She will also worry about it if she doesn't.
He could only let Fang Yiai deal with the matter on the pretext that he wanted to go to Zhuangzi to relax for two days.
Fortunately, Jingzhaoyi and its subordinate Chang'an County and Wannian County are doing a good job. People affected by the snowstorm were settled in time, and there was no congestion into Chang'an City.
At the same time, it was also a shame that the plows were powerful at the beginning of spring, and a lot of more land was opened. This year, the weather was good, and there were no insect pests. Therefore, we had a bumper harvest in the autumn, and the barns were full of grain, so that the victims would not suffer.
Hungry.
Thinking of the victims, Fang Yiai couldn't help but think of Feng Tiejiang and Sun Yunniang, whose whereabouts were unknown. I wonder if the two of them had enough to eat in such a snowy day? Did they wear warm clothes? Can their bodies be healthy?
With a sad sigh, Fang Yiai turned around and went back to the back house. He said hello to Mrs. Fang, chatted for a few words, and teased Qing Niang and Fang Yize for a while. Fang Yiai then went back to the room and changed clothes.
Putting on his cloak, he took Fangzaki and Qin Ming, the escort sent by Qin Qiong, out on horseback and rushed towards Chongfu Temple.
Although the Li and Tang royal families advocated Taoism and vigorously promoted Taoist ideas and suppressed Buddhism, they were not as harsh as the rumors. In the early years of the Tang Dynasty, Buddhist ideas had long been spread, and incense in temples was also prosperous.
Because Chongfu Temple is located in Chang'an City, its area is not very large, but it is not small either. The entire area occupies nearly one-tenth of Huaiyuanfang.
The high walls and houses made of green bricks and tiles, under the cover of the falling snow, showed a different kind of simplicity and purity. The high walls were surrounded by rows of tall and tall pines, standing tall and tall in the wind and snow,
It's more like a different kind of guard at the temple.
Turning over and dismounting, he handed the reins to Fangzaki who came forward. Fang Yiai tightened his cloak tightly and followed him to greet him. Fangqi had already handed over Li Chengqian's gilded post. Zhike Monk said his condolences.
In the name of the Buddha, he asked the young novice monk who was following behind him to take the horses of Fang Yiai and the others away. He led Fang Yiai and the others into the temple.
Stepping on the green brick road covered with a thin layer of snow under my feet, I saw many monks around me cleaning the ground in the snow. I saw that just after the broom swept, the cleaned ground was covered again.
There was a layer of white snow, but the sweeper seemed to be missing, and he was still cleaning slowly. The monks walking back and forth in the courtyard in twos and threes, in the wind and snow, were not as hurried as the pedestrians on the road, and they all looked calm.
leisurely march.
Seeing the calm and contented scene of Chongfu Temple, Fang Yiai felt a lot more relaxed.
"Yi'ai, I thought you couldn't come back. By the way, how's the situation at Zhuangzi? It's nothing serious, right?" Du He leaned out of the side hall and saw Fang Yi'ai's figure.
He immediately hurried forward to greet him.
"It's okay. Are Uncle Shi and Auntie okay?" Fang Yiai nodded towards Zhike Monk who was leaving the editor, and walked towards the main hall while talking to Du He.
"Whose message did you receive?" Fang Yiai asked.
"Prince, there is a post jointly signed by the King of Shu and the King of Wei. What's wrong? Isn't it yours?" Du He asked in confusion.
"Their posts are all jointly signed by three people?" Fang Yiai pointed to the dozens of people standing in the side hall with her chin and asked Du He.
"Of course. The three princes followed the emperor's instructions and jointly asked us to follow him to pray. Basically, everyone who accepted the post would not dare not to come." Du He paused and looked at Fang Yiai and asked.
, "Isn't it yours?" without skipping words.
Fang Yiai raised her eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "Nothing." At the same time, she glanced inside the hall, changed the subject and asked, "Huanhuan and Huailiang haven't arrived yet?"
"Every year on the morning of Laba Festival, Su Xuan would go into the palace to pay his respects to the queen." Du He explained, "Because the auspicious time for praying is chosen at 2:00 noon, Huai Liang was also on duty in the morning, so he didn't ask for leave. I want them both to come
He should come here with the prince."
Fang Yiai nodded without saying anything and followed Du He into the side hall. After nodding and saying hello to some people he knew inside, she went to chat with Du He.
As soon as noon arrived, the carriages of Li Chengqian, Li Tai, and Li Ke arrived outside the temple, and Cheng Huailiang and Changsun Huan also arrived with them.
The crowd and the monks from the temple stood separately outside the gate of Chongfu Temple, respectfully welcoming the prince and the two princes.
The prince was polite and encouraged, and then took everyone to the side hall to warm themselves up. At the same time, he asked the monks in the temple to check whether the things used for praying in the main hall were appropriate.
At two o'clock at noon, Li Chengqian led everyone to move to the main hall. According to the complicated etiquette, under the careful arrangements of the abbot of Chongfu Temple, Li Chengqian led everyone's meticulous cooperation, until the last moment, the entire complex and cumbersome process
The blessing ceremony is completely completed.
Getting up from the cattail mat, Fang Yiai rubbed his numb legs and looked enviously at the soft cushions at the feet of Li Chengqian, Li Tai and Li Ke.
Because the time for praying happened to be noon, and the temple also got a lot of money for sesame oil because of the blessing, we naturally prepared some Zizhai meals for everyone. The place for eating was diagonally behind the main hall of Chongfu Temple.
, near the back wall of the temple, in the Chixin Courtyard filled with plum blossoms of various colors.
Fang Yiai didn't understand, how could a beautiful courtyard full of plum blossoms be called Chixinyuan? Moreover, the location of the courtyard was chosen very coincidentally. Over the courtyard wall, across a street, opposite was the West Market.
Is it possible that Chixinyuan wants to uphold the idea that plum blossoms are not vulgar, not afraid of wind and snow, and remain open in the severe cold? They even chose to be next to the hustle and bustle of the West Market, to find tranquility in the bustle, and to practice serving Buddhas who are not affected by the prosperity of the outside world.
True intention?
It is not clear whether Fang Yiai is right or not. Whether in his previous life or in this life, he has no intention of believing in Buddhism and Taoism. He also knows very little about the anecdotes of these monks and Taoists. Of course, adhering to socialist education, although Fang Yiai does not believe in
These are respecting other people's beliefs.
Sitting at the same table with Chang Sun Huan, Cheng Huailiang, Du He, and several other wealthy children whom I had met earlier, I was eating a vegetarian meal that tasted pretty good, wondering if I should stay for a while and leave, and take advantage of the free time.
Go to a medical clinic?
It seems that since the establishment of the medical clinic, I, a serious owner, have gone too far and left the shopkeeper alone. I have not been there a few times, let alone have a consultation in the medical clinic.
Sighing and looking at his hands, Fang Yiai thought, if the hospital was not busy at times, or an acquaintance invited him, Fang Yiai doubted whether he would give up his medical skills as time went by.
Throw it away?
After eating, maybe because they were all young people, it was not a big deal to go home. In addition, at the suggestion of the prince and the two princes, everyone stayed in Chixinyuan and began to appreciate the blooming plum blossoms one by one. They were very happy.
People have already started to propose poetry and essays, such as Li Tai.
Fang Yiai was not interested in talking about poetry and essays, but he just folded a few plum blossoms and took them home to give to Mrs. Fang and Qingniang. Fang Yiai was very happy to do so. Didn’t the ancients say, “If there are flowers that can be broken, just break them, don’t wait.”
"The flowers have fallen into pieces and their branches have fallen off." What's more, the only flowers left in this winter are these plum blossoms.
Fang Yiai searched around and finally found a young novice monk, and asked if he could fold some plum blossoms and take them back.
The young novice monk looked at Fang Yiai in embarrassment, and said slowly that he should ask the elders or the host, and then ran away.
Not long after, the little novice monk came back and said that the elders and the host agreed, but it was best for Fang Yiai to choose a place far away from the crowd, otherwise people would see them, and if everyone wanted them, it would probably be the plum trees in this yard.
So bald.
Fang Yiai looked at the dozens of people, thought for a moment, said hello to Du He beside him, and quietly retreated from the edge of the crowd.
At the west wall far away from the crowd, Fang Yiai unceremoniously broke off more than a dozen branches of red, pink and white plums that were full of bones. Looking at the handful of plum branches that Fang Yiai had broken in his hand, Xiao
The novice monk was in great pain and kept saying, "Sin, sin, sin." It was also a disguised reminder to Fang Yiai that the donor was merciful and you were too harsh.
Guessing that these should be enough for Mrs. Fang and Qing Niang's room, Fang Yiai stopped and asked the young novice to give the things to Fang Qi in the outer hall and asked him to take the plum branches back to the house to avoid being noticed by others.
, causing trouble for the temple.
Seeing Fang Yiai finally giving up, the little novice monk had an expression of rebirth after a calamity on his face. He recited the Buddha's name with great joy, hugged the plum branches and turned around and ran out of Chixinyuan, fearing that Fang Yiai would go back on his word and destroy the flowers again.
Looking at the little novice monk's back, Fang Yiai shook his head with a smile, and was about to return to the crowd when he smelled a faint scent of medicine.
If I hadn't been dealing with medicines all the time, my nose would have been trained to detect the smell of medicines better than a dog. I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to distinguish the scent of medicines under the cover of the wind, snow and plum fragrance.
The fragrance came from behind the flower wall. Fang Yiai sniffed the medicinal fragrance in the air carefully, leaned against the flower wall curiously, and looked through the gap in the flower wall into the yard next door.
In the bare courtyard, there are three ordinary blue-tiled houses facing west and east. There is a separate room on the south side. Looking at the chimney standing above, it is the kitchen.
Sure enough, not long after Fang Yiai approached, the kitchen door opposite opened, and a young man in Tsing Yi came out, holding a bowl of steaming medicinal soup in his left hand. The sleeve of his right hand blocked the bowl, and he bent down to block the wind and snow.
, otherwise the snowflakes would fall into the bowl and quickly enter the main room.
He must be a guest in the temple, and he was injured. Listening to the coughing sound coming from the small courtyard, I thought that the injury must be an old one.
I am living abroad and have been injured for a month or two. It is really pitiful. But there are so many people in the world who are pitiful, and I can't handle it. What's more, things in my village are not yet completely stable. I'm afraid I won't be able to survive.
I have to go there again in two days, so I have no time to care about others.
Shaking his head, Fang Yiai turned around and walked slowly towards the crowd.
Before she even got close to the crowd, Fang Yiai saw the little novice who had just been folding flowers with her running over. When she saw her empty hands again, Fang Yiai clearly noticed that the little novice let out a long sigh of relief, and the expression on her face also changed.
Relaxed a lot.
Fang Yiai rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction and waved to the young novice to come over. Ignoring the young novice's wary gaze as if to guard against thieves, Fang Yiai pointed to the yard behind her and asked, "Who lives there? It seems like they are injured from old wounds."