The wind was light, but the sky outside was still overcast. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The light in the info room was still dim, and I opened my eyes to see a familiar figure busy. There was a moment when I felt like she would never appear in front of me again, so when I saw her, my mood suddenly became very delicate.

"Princess, you're awake!" she came to the couch and served me to get up. Her face was very bad, like a seriously ill patient. Not only the lips are white, but even the red spot at the corner of the eye is a little pale.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick? If you're not well, go and rest, and you don't have to come and serve me. "I suspect that something has changed dramatically in her family to make her so haggard and sick.

She smiled and said, "The slave is fine, it's just that I'm too tired from running around all day." After saying that, he turned around and coughed twice.

Her physical condition is definitely not as relaxed as she appears to be, but she doesn't talk much on weekdays, and since she doesn't want to say it, she can't ask even if she wants to. But I was glad to see her again.

After breakfast, dozens of carriages lined up in the palace and marched to Huijue Temple under the escort of the soldiers. Although the royal lady's travel is not as grand as the emperor's travel, it can still have the effect of thousands of empty alleys, after all, Dongfang Xun, the prince, has made great contributions to the dynasty, which can be described as a great contribution. The people's worship of him is no less than that of the emperor.

The situation of people on both sides is like a tide, and it has only improved after leaving the Qinglong Gate. There were so many things in my head that I didn't sleep well at all last night, and I finally fell asleep, but I had a dream all night. At this time, the sound of the wheels gurgling and the squeaking of the axles happened to be a good lullaby. Under its effect, my brain went into paralysis and I fell asleep immediately.

I don't know how long I slept, but the carriage stopped. Snow Butterfly gently woke me up, and I had arrived at the mountain gate of Huijue Temple. After getting off the carriage, Huijue Temple was really solemn and majestic, especially the golden plaque, even in such gloomy weather, it still did not lose its brilliance. And the Mengyin Mountain behind it is simple and verdant, and there is a faint white on the top of its head, like a white hat buttoned on it. Probably because of the low temperature on the past two days, it has already snowed on the mountain. The temperature here is indeed lower, as long as you open your mouth to breathe, it is a white mist.

There were beggars everywhere in front of the mountain gate, and there was a stench everywhere. Some of the old and frail leaned against the wall, looking dying. Due to the sudden cooling in recent days, many people who have no food and clothing have died, and Huijue Temple will give porridge in front of the mountain gate, so that hundreds of ragged people will come every day. Those who could no longer walk simply lived outside the gable, relying on the alms in the temple every day, and could live day by day.

Dongfang Xun and Concubine Li walked in the front, and they were already about to enter the mountain gate. I sighed, rubbed my hands together, then wrapped myself tightly in a cotton cloak, and slowly walked towards the mountain gate. The beautiful and clean ladies around me couldn't help but start complaining.

"What's going on with this Huijue Temple? It's still the Emperor's Appointment to the Imperial Temple! Knowing that the people from the Beiwang Mansion are coming over today, they still get these things dirty here. ”

"That's it!

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While they were having a good time, a small beggar suddenly rushed from the front. She looked back in front of the mountain gate as she ran, and accidentally bumped into Su Yingliu's body in a panic. Su Yingliu's scathing voice immediately sounded, "Ahh

The man looked back, and not only did he not stop, but he was faster. I glanced at his stained face, and it seemed familiar to me. Maybe it was just someone I'd seen before, so I didn't pay much attention to it, turned my face and continued to walk towards the mountain gate.

On the contrary, Ran Xiang's reaction was very large, and as soon as she saw this person's face, she immediately chased after her. Everyone was in a hurry to enter Huijue Temple, so no one saw the action of dyeing incense.

When he arrived at the front of the hall, when Dongfang Xun led everyone into the incense, he found that the incense was gone. After a while, her maid came over to inform Dongfang Xun first, saying that she had some personal matters to deal with, and the ladies covered their mouths and snickered a few times.

After the incense, Dongfang Xun left. The remaining group of warblers and warblers rushed to ask for a signature, and Concubine Li naturally begged too, and it was the worst to sign it. She held the stick, and her ruddy face suddenly turned pale. Busy asking the mage to unsign, the mage didn't dare to say too thoroughly, only said that there was a bloody disaster. In this way, he was scolded by the maid next to Concubine Li, saying that he would not unsign at all.

The mage had no choice but to say, "Although it is dangerous to sign it, Niangniang is a rich and noble person, and she will definitely be able to turn evil into good fortune." ”

Concubine Li's mood was a little more relaxed, and she took her wives to the meditation room to listen to the master's lectures. It would have been a good thing to be able to listen to the master's teachings, but with these people, you may not be able to understand them. I didn't want to follow them, so I decided to walk around the monastery. There are many Buddha statues offered by Huijue Temple, and I worship one hall after another, and slowly turn to the back of the temple.

At the back, the buildings became more and more sparse, and they were slowly covered by flowers and trees, and a long blue stone staircase climbed the mountain slowly upward, and I didn't know where it led. I wanted to go up the stone steps to have a look, but the snow butterflies behind me kept coughing. It's impossible for her not to follow me, and it's impossible for her to climb the stone steps with me with her current body. I pretended I was thirsty and asked her to help me get some water, and she left without any suspicion, which made me feel guilty.

After she left, I asked the little monk who was sweeping the floor to bring her a message. Don't wait until she comes back and can't find me, thinking something has happened to me. After that, walk slowly up the stone steps.

At first, some flowers and trees were planted on both sides, but gradually only tall deciduous trees, pine trees, and fir trees remained. In the mountains and forests, the ground is full of fallen leaves, and although there are occasionally a few fallen leaves in the world, you can still feel spotless. I looked back at the little monk who was cleaning, and thought to myself, it couldn't be him!

A tree in front of you obscures the view, and it is here that the stone steps suddenly turn a corner, and the scenery becomes very different. The countless dense thick green bamboos, the leaves that are not green or yellow, rustle under the wind. and the sound of the piano, it was as if chanting the Buddha's language.

I have long heard that the master of the heart method lives in seclusion in the bamboo forest in the mountain behind Huijue Temple, could it be that the sound of this qin is made by him? The qin is originally a thing that cultivates temperament, and only the master can play such a clear and wise sound of the qin. I've only heard of this 100-year-old Lafayette, and I can't help but want to see him at this time. It is said that the Buddha can gain insight into past and present lives, and maybe I can get some enlightenment from his mouth.

Thinking like this, I followed the sound of the piano, and the route had long since deviated from the stone steps. The sound of the piano is trance-like and unpredictable. Fortunately, with its guidance, although I entered the bamboo forest, I was not lost. The soft and faint sound of the piano became clearer and clearer in the ears, and the originally dense bamboo forest suddenly became sparse, and finally a large open space was vacated, on a huge white stone above the clearing, a man in green clothes sat cross-legged, and the guqin on his lap flowed out like a clear spring dingdong under the plucking of his slender fingers.

From a distance, his clothes fluttered, and the black hair that was not tied up at the back of his head was flying messily to cover his face. This person is definitely not a master of mind methods who is already more than a hundred years old, and it gives me a familiar feeling.

I quietly walked to the bottom of the boulder, sat on the thick fallen leaves, and listened quietly to the sound of the piano that washed my soul. It was only at this moment that I felt something stirring up in my heart, as if a long-lost memory was being awakened.