The summer of the thirteenth year of the Middle Yuan Dynasty always seems to contain a bit of unusual meaning. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 However, between the bamboo forest and the nunnery at the foot of Dazhou Mountain, everything seems so peaceful.

At dusk, the sun had exhausted all the heat, and the pale golden sunset was obliquely spread over the large bamboo forest not far away, as if it was smeared with a little gold dust for that layer of emerald green.

Shilangjun of the Xiangyuan Du clan - Du Xiao's fourth son - Du Guangwu stood outside the bamboo forest, looking at the two closed doors in front of him, looking a little trance.

He never imagined that one day, he would be here, before a nunnery, to be exact.

It was not his intention, but Mr. Tanglin's letter that guided him.

In the gift of the elder Tanglin Ye, he not only pointed out the Miaojue Nunnery that brought him to the foot of the Great Zhou Mountain, but also pointed out the person he had to find - a bhikshuni with the Dharma name called Absolute Wisdom.

"At the foot of Dazhou Mountain, in the Miaojue Nunnery, there are bhikshunis, whose Dharma name is Juehui. Know the king's things, know the king's mother, and the king's coming from, all in this. ”

That's what the gift says.

At the end of the gift, there was a sentence, "Jun is not from the Li family." Jun's biological mother, there are other people. ”

Du Guangwu stood in front of the gate of Miaojue Nunnery in a daze, his face numb, like a clay statue.

Li is not his biological mother.

The day he got the gift, the only thing that went through his mind was this sentence.

He didn't remember much about how he got back to the water shop he had opened, but he remembered that the moment he saw the letter, so many vague and distant memories suddenly flooded into his mind, almost making him lose his mind.

In fact, when he was very young, he also thought that his biological mother was someone else.

In his memory, there was an ordinary but extremely gentle woman who always loved to wear a green moon and white dress and accompany him.

She has a pair of very soft hands, always gently caressing the top of his hair, holding his little hand, or patting his shoulder and back, to lull him to sleep.

The gentle heat in the palm of his memory had soothed him in his dreams countless times, and countless times after waking up from his dreams, he fell into a pain that bordered on self-blame, unable to extricate himself. Especially in the face of the cold face of the "concubine" Li, he always felt that the dream he had was actually dissatisfied with Li from the bottom of his heart, which was a great unfilial piety.

With this contradictory and painful mood, he served his mother to filial piety and never disobeyed the Li family, whether it was the Li family's beating or cold treatment, he always endured it willingly. Even, even the matter of Li quietly delivering news to his mother-in-law behind his back, he endured it together.

He always thought that as a concubine, in order to survive in the deep mansion of the Du family, the Li family had to do this. He even thought that even if the Li family treated him badly, it was on the surface, and deep down in her heart, she must value him as a son.

As for the gentle image that often appeared in his dreams, before he saw Mr. Tanglin's letter, he had always thought that it was a conjecture born after he was suppressed too hard.

Until, he got Mr. Tanglin's gift.

After reading the gift more than a hundred times, he finally began to believe that the woman he remembered inexplicably was real.

That woman, perhaps...... is his real biological mother.

He sat alone in the cramped and cramped backyard of the bunk, holding the letter in his hand, not knowing how long he had been sitting.

When he came back to his senses, his hand holding the letter was so stiff that he couldn't bend and stretch it, and every bone joint seemed to have been run over by a thousand pounds of boulders, and the swelling pain and soreness were worse than holding a gun and stabbing a thousand times.

At that moment, he made a quick decision.

He had to go to Dazhoushan.

Li's indifference and meanness, as well as the resentment that penetrated into the bone marrow when she looked at him, he once chose to turn a blind eye and chose to endure it again and again.

At that time, he couldn't bear it even for a moment.

Even if he is a concubine, even if he is from a humble background, as a mother, how can he have such a look at the flesh and bones that have fallen from his body? How can he use such a vicious attitude to oppress his own children, and even want to harm him several times?

Is that something that a mother can endure to do?

In the narrow backyard of the water shop, Du Guangwu almost gritted his teeth and used all his strength to get out of the world that belonged to him.

And after walking out of the backyard, he has lost the courage to go back to his home to see the Li family.

He came out of the city directly from the water.

Before leaving the city, he only asked someone to send a message back, found the most common excuse for "field hunting", and left.

Plates, clothes, horses, and signs to and from the counties were all well prepared in the water.

At the moment of getting on the horse, he even felt that he had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

Leave the Du family, leave that cold home, leave the Li family who always looks at him coldly, and his father who doesn't care about him at all, and those so-called brothers and sisters who treat him like weeds and always step on him from time to time.

He couldn't breathe anymore in that place.

He quickly left Shangjing, stayed overnight all the way, and in less than ten days, he came to his destination, that is, the place where he was standing at the moment-Dazhoushan.

Dazhoushan, located in Yunzhou between Shangjing and Dadu, is not desolate, but it is not lively. Because the mountains are all Huangshi, not an inch of grass grows, it is difficult to have the convenience of "relying on the mountains to eat the mountains", so there are only 50 or 60 scattered households under Dazhou Mountain, and a relatively loose village is synthesized, which is called Dazhouzhuang. And Miaojue Nunnery, it is in the mountain shade about three or four miles away from Dazhouzhuang, and the nunnery ** is dedicated to Guanyin Master.

Du Guangwu shook his sweaty palm and looked around.

The wind in the wilderness blows through the bamboo forest, rustling, the door in front of you looks a little old, after years of wind and rain, the vermilion paint on the door peels off a few places, but the plaque on the lintel is still bright, showing that someone often scrubs.

Quiet, serene, and free from the world.

This nunnery is hidden in the embrace of the mountains, like a hermit who escapes from the world, and is unknown.

With a "squeak", the door in front of him suddenly opened, bringing Du Guangwu's mind back to this moment.

He took a step back and stared, but saw that the door was opened by a middle-aged nun, because of the slight backlight, Du Guangwu couldn't see her appearance clearly, but felt that this nun seemed to have a very gentle aura, even if she didn't say anything, that kind of gentle feeling also came to her face.

He stared, waved his hand at the nun, and said respectfully, "I have seen a bhikshuni, and the servant is here to look for someone." ”

Maybe it was too tired to come all the way, or maybe it was because he waited too long and lost his patience, so he didn't make much politeness, and went straight to the point.