Chapter 80: The Buddha Hall
The queen mother knew that this was her granddaughter caring about herself, and accepted her wishes, so she smiled and nodded: "That's exactly the truth." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Your sisters have also gone back to rest, and they have dressed up beautifully in the morning to accompany the imperial grandmother, and there are good things for you. ”
The two got up and responded, a warm sedan chair had been prepared at the door, Murong Wei sent her sister to the sedan chair first, and after thinking about it, she returned to the dormitory.
Seeing that Mama Bai was serving to change the clothes for the queen mother, Murong Wei personally stepped forward to unload the hairpin for the imperial grandmother, Wan Er smiled: "It's very cold outside, Canwei Palace is far away, today Ah Wei disturbs the emperor's grandmother for a night, so let's rest in the back of the blue yarn cupboard." ”
The more the queen mother felt that Murong Wei was lovely, how could she not, and immediately ordered Mama Bai to find someone to make her bed.
Mama Bai responded with a smile, ordered someone to change the new tent and bedding, and personally chose a brocade quilt with apricot and red silk to smoke on the stove.
After placing the two ancestors and grandchildren, there was only a bronze flying crane night light in the hall, and Mama Bai quietly closed the door and exited.
Seeing the lights on the corridor in the palace as bright as day, and listening to the laughter and joy everywhere in the palace, Mama Bai suddenly felt sad. She stood quietly for a moment before turning around and walking along the path planted with pines and cypresses to the small Buddha hall of Shoukang Palace.
Incense and candles are burning in the Buddhist hall at 24 o'clock, and the candles are dim, and it is not real when they are clearly extinguished. Today's new fruit offerings and vegetarian snacks are neatly arranged, exuding a burst of oily fragrance.
Mama Bai skillfully bypassed the red and yellow Buddha flags, knelt respectfully on the futon, and bowed to the three Buddhas offered above.
After incense and oil was added to the lantern, Mama Bai knelt down to wipe the Buddha shrine that was already as bright as a mirror.
Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. There was nothing in the first place, and there was dust everywhere.
Participating in Zen and enlightenment, Mama Bai knew that she was a little worse after all. I always want to wipe the dust off my heart by wiping the Buddha altar, but I also know that since my heart is covered with dust, I think about how difficult it should be to wipe it away.
The candlelight is dim, and the woman in palace clothes suddenly turns out after the Buddha statue is reflected. Combed a standard bun, a moon-white beaded hairpin, a bean paste-colored floor-length makeup cloak, and the pure black hair on the neckline stood up high, covering the entire jaw, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes.
Mama Bai was not surprised to see people coming. She got up from the ground, blessed the visitor again, and waited quietly for the visitor to speak.
The other party's appearance is not real, but a pair of black eyes are seductive and full of brilliance. She lowered her voice very softly and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter with the new doctor?"
The sound is round, it is a standard Beijing accent, which is not the same as Wu Nong's soft language in the palace, and when the queen mother is mentioned, there is a strong disdain.
Mama Bai replied respectfully: "If you go back to the right envoy, this time the prescription is different from that of the Tai Hospital, and the Empress Dowager Qiao's spirit is still not good, and her body bones are leaking again, which is probably not good." ”
The woman in the palace costume giggled softly, revealing indescribable pride, and said in a low voice: "Mama Bai, you have also contributed a lot to the hanging of the Empress Dowager Qiao in the past few years." Who would have thought that the soothing pear sandalwood is added to the longevity cream, **** smoked, you can't survive, you can't die, only you can think of such a good way. ”
Mama Bai lowered her hands and stood solemnly, and replied respectfully: "The master doesn't want the life of the Empress Dowager Qiao, and wants her to suffer more while she lives, the slave and maid just thought of this method according to the master's mind, in front of the right envoy, where dare to take credit." ”
The woman in palace clothes who was changed to the right envoy nodded and smiled, as if she was extremely satisfied, and handed a sealed purse to Mama Bai with her backhand: "It's good to take it, the weight doesn't have to be too heavy, don't let the new kid see the clue." ”
Mama Bai took the purse, put it in her sleeve, and said goodbye to the visitor: "The old slave must go back immediately, the eldest princess stayed in the palace tonight, and the child is from the family, and the slave is afraid that she will give birth to something." ”
"Go, go, go", hearing the mention of the eldest princess, the woman in the palace seemed to be a little impatient, and dragged her voice long, sounding a little uneasy: "Mama Bai, you have been doing well all these years, and the master is very satisfied." Don't be on the verge of making a mess of yourself. ”
Mama Bai bent down and saluted, and said respectfully: "The slave and maid can save it, and the slave and maid send the right envoy." ”
The visitor stopped talking and tugged at the hem of his cloak. As when he came, he turned behind the Buddha statue and disappeared.
Mama Bai stood for a long time, and when the visitor left, a trace of contempt appeared on her face, and she gently quenched it in the direction of the visitor's departure.
Back in her room, Mama Bai opened the secret compartment and carefully put the purse in her sleeve. The dark grid is neatly stacked, and there are no less than a dozen such purses.
Murong Wei had already served the imperial grandmother to lie down with her own hands at this time, and she moved to the back of the blue yarn cupboard, and Yingluo served her to slowly remove her makeup.
Where do you dare to really sleep, Murong Wei supported her ears and listened carefully to the movement outside, fearing that the imperial grandmother would go out alone like in the previous life.
On Chinese New Year's Eve, in order to seek good fortune, the lights were not extinguished, and a candle gradually ran out, and the palace people tiptoed in to replace it with a new candle.
Only through a jade-inlaid rosewood floor-to-ceiling screen, the sound of the imperial grandmother's long and even breathing was faintly audible, which reached Murong Wei's ears, making her feel extra relieved in the quiet night.
The sky gradually turned white, and there was already a slight noise outside, and Murong Wei took a nap a little.
When her sister came to pay New Year's greetings, Murong Wei was dressed in Yingluo's clothes. Tassel held a new dress on the first day of the Lunar New Year, sent it from Canwei Palace, smiled and greeted the master, Murong Wei casually threw one of the purses on the case to her.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Emperor Chongming wanted to take Empress Chu and Murong Peng to participate in the sacrificial ceremony, and then accept the courtiers' congratulations, and then give a banquet to Paiyun Palace, and invited Jian'an and Kang Nan to participate in the state banquet in Xixia.
If it was in previous years, Murong Wei would always invite Xia Lanxin and a few other nobles to come over for a good time, but this year, she just wanted to spend quietly with her imperial grandmother.
Look at the new clothes brought by the tassels, which was made for Xia Lanxin and Lu Li that day, and was later ordered by Murong Wei to put away the Yuehua skirt.
The tassel held the luxurious flowing fairy bun for Murong Wei, and put an amethyst embedded with Dongzhu and a long hairpin of begonia flowers on her hair, caressing her ear and smiling: "The princess has not worn purple clothes for some days, and this dress must be called the princess beautiful and unique." ”
There is no condescension in her eyes, and she dares to make fun of Su Duhan's words that day, which shows what she was like to be spoiled by herself back then.
Murong Wei wrung the silk handkerchief in her hand, and wanted to slap the delicate face of the tassel hard, but she desperately endured it, lowered her head and smiled lightly, giving her a look that wanted to say goodbye.
dressed up with tassels, and pressed a few delicate hairs between the temples, and the appearance of the flower and the moon became more and more apparent. (To be continued.) )