A crisp whip sounded, and the two green horses let out a long neigh, and they had to step away.

A few carriages of faithful servants followed, several loaded with a full load of luggage. Concubine Xin obviously took all the items she wanted to take with her, and had no intention of returning to Beijing again.

The wheels ran over, and Concubine Xin waved frequently to Concubine Xu Meng from the curtain she raised, with a relieved smile on her face. Seeing that she was resolute and happy, Xu and Meng Erfei could only look at each other without saying a word, and help her have a smooth journey.

The flowers fade and the red green apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water surrounds.

A convoy of convoys was like a long queue, and the wheels rolled over the neat bluestone pavement on the official road, gradually disappearing into the depths of everyone's sight. The veins were drizzling, wetting the pale green and thin green branches in the distance. The new green blooms, and there are spring swallowtail wings like scissors, cutting out a bright scenery in early spring.

A few days after Concubine Xin went, she ushered in the Christmas of Guanyin Bodhisattva on February 19.

Because the queen mother is now healed and everything is going well, she is quite grateful for the favor of the Buddha and Bodhisattva, and she made an appointment with the old lady to go to the royal temple to worship incense together.

Empress Chu, Concubine Xu Meng, Sister Murong Wei, Xia Lanxin, Tang Jia'er and others were all on the side, escorted by General Xiao Li with a team of forbidden troops, plus their respective maidens and mothers-in-law, the convoy formed a long line.

As soon as there was movement in the palace, the ladies of each family and the province naturally couldn't sit still, and they each brought their daughters and wives, brought Buddhist flags, incense and candles, and hurried to the royal temple.

Xixia has been advocating Buddhism, every first day and fifteenth day of the new year, the incense in the temple is very prosperous. This year, I heard that there was also a lecture by Master Shijia in the royal temple, and I was even more happy to follow the queen mother to receive some blessings.

For a while, the traffic flowed like a dragon, and the entire road leading to the royal temple was crowded.

The royal temple is built on the mountain, at the highest end of the mountain. At this time, the queen mother's luan car had reached the halfway point of the mountain, abandoned the car and changed the chariot, which was lifted by four stout servants, and walked to the top of the mountain.

Murong Wei and Xia Lanxin got out of the car, and when they saw that they were not far from the top of the mountain, they stepped on the wide and smooth mud brick road in the mountain together, and walked up.

auspicious clouds curling, bells and chimes. The two of them raised their eyes, the breath of the royal temple was really extraordinary, not to mention the mud and gold brick road from the halfway point of the mountain to the top of the mountain, the golden mountain gate alone was already a lack of people.

Entering the temple, the mud gold square bricks are actually painted with lotus flowers, which contains the meaning of the lotus pond of the Buddha country. A few tall Bodhi trees are luxuriant, and the green leaves are loud and loud in the wind.

Mama Bai waited in the courtyard with the two monks, watched Murong Wei and the two approach, hurriedly led them in the direction of the main hall, and said with a smile: "The Queen Mother and the Queen Mother have already arrived first, and they are in the main hall. ”

The two followed the figure of Mama Bai, recalling that at this time last year, it was with Chu Zhaohui that they went to Cangnan together, and met Guanyin Christmas on the way, and specially ordered the boat to stop for a day.

At that time, Chu Zhaohui led everyone to embroider Buddha flags, and walked with Wen Wanfei's needle, his hands flying like colorful butterflies. Murong Wei and Xia Lanxin are negligent in embroidery, and will only divide the threads for them.

At that time, Xia Yuzhi and Su Duhan were still good brothers with similar spirits, the two went in and out together, and they never thought that they would one day turn against each other.

At that time, Wen Wanwu was in her previous life, and she really became sisters with Murong Wei and helped her turn the clouds and rain together.

At that time, young and young, Qinglian Taili renewed the unfinished love in the previous life, and met the love of the first life again.

Time flies, things are already people, whether they want to or not, they can never go back to the old years.

When you think about it, the side with Master Sega is also about a cycle of cause and effect. It was in the temple on Linglong Mountain that the master drank Wen Wan as a slap in the face, startling her old dreams in her previous life. When I reunite after a year's farewell, I don't know what chance I can hear from the master?

Looking at Xia Lanxin's heroic smile with a charming face, and then thinking back to the misery of her previous life, Murong Wei suddenly felt sad, and the strength of holding her arm increased a little.

Although Master Shiga is not staying in the royal monastery now, today he specially responded to the invitation of the new presiding officer to give a one-day sutra at the Mahavira Hall. Buddhism smelled bad, Murong Wei and others accompanied the Queen Mother to worship Shakyamuni Buddha and the three holy statues of the West, and then went to the Daxiong Hall early to listen to the scriptures.

On the futon in the middle, Master Shijia sat cross-legged and watched everyone come in with the Empress Dowager and Empress Chu in their arms, and they only clasped their palms together and bowed their heads slightly.

I haven't seen him for a year, and the master's face has never changed slightly, and he is still the same crane-haired and childish.

Murong Wei also learned from the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager, saluted the master, and knelt on the futon next to Empress Chu with her sister and Xia Lanxin and others.

I used to not believe in cause and effect, but now I am a human being, and I have begun to believe in karma. Especially last year, Master Shijia gave Wen Wan a slap in the face to awaken Wen Wan's memory of her previous life, and Murong Wei had a deep curiosity about this old monk.

Master Shijia likes to teach the Sutra of Amitayus to others, and today he still selects a passage from the 48 vows of Amitabha Buddha and tells it for everyone.

After listening to the lecture, everyone stayed in the monastery to use vegetarian fasting, and the queen mother and the old lady specially invited Master Shijia to speak. Murong Hui and Tang Jia'er walked to the peach forest in the back mountain early, and Murong Wei asked Xia Lanxin to go to the front hall together, wanting to burn the Buddhist scriptures copied earlier in front of the Buddha statue.

The two of them have four slender jade hands, all of which are ten fingers that do not touch the spring water, and they can't handle needles and threads. Looking at the golden and red Buddha flags hanging in the main hall, and thinking of the troubles of last year's line, I couldn't help but look at each other and smile.

Coming out of the main hall, Murong Wei followed Xia Lanxin and turned back to Tallinn.

Mrs. Shen lit the lantern here for her parents, and this time she heard that Xia Lanxin came to the royal temple with the old lady, so she specially instructed Xia Lanxin to remember to add lamp oil for her grandfather and grandmother.

After donating sesame oil money, Xia Lanxin bowed a few times in front of the two sea bowl-sized ever-bright lamps, remembering the old things of Chenghuan under the knees of her grandfather when she was young, and her eyes were red.

Seeing that it was still early, the two picked up a quiet path and walked slowly to the peach forest in the back mountain.

Although martial law has been imposed at the foot of the mountain, there is still an endless stream of tourists in the back mountain. There are a lot of people here today, and the ladies in the Daxiong Treasure Hall listen to the scriptures with the queen mother, so naturally they can't go, and the younger generation will go to the back mountain.

A peach forest is in full swing. Visitors in twos and threes among the flowers, you can see the clothes and ribbons from a distance, and hear bursts of laughter.

The two didn't want to join in the excitement, so they still followed the path to the release pool.

The release pond is built along a mountain depression and waterhole, and it is a long road along a long stone step with a white marble trunk, and it is only twenty or thirty meters away. The two of them had just turned a relief sculpture of a fish playing lotus leaves, but they heard an exclamation from the side of the release pond, and someone was vaguely rolling down the steps.