Yuan deliberately dressed up when he went out today, wearing a blue dress, with a silver hairpin on his head, two strands of green silk hanging down his ears, a little powder on his face, covering the tiny tail lines at the end of his eyes, the whole person looks several years younger, walking with Yang Chunming, not like a mother and son, more like a sister and brother, if it weren't for Yuan's combing a woman's hairpin, I'm afraid that there will be a lot of "chance encounters" on the road. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yuan's foundation is good, in addition to making the skin not smooth, the perennial wind and sun have not brought unnecessary changes, and now they change into dresses, and they walk like everyone is beautiful.

But at this time, Yuan was not in the mood to think about this, looking at the Qingyun Temple that was getting closer and closer, the more nervous Yuan felt in his heart, and a lot of fine beads of sweat appeared in his palms unconsciously, soaking the handkerchief in his hand.

Yuan Shi clenched the handkerchief in his hand tightly with both hands, looked back at Yang Chunming behind him, frowned slightly, and his tone was full of worry, "Brother Ming'er, I am about to go to Qingyun Temple, my mother's heart is beating tightly, if I disturb the Buddha at that time, how can this be good?"

Yang Chunming didn't expect his mother to say such a thing, raised his head and looked at Yuan, and said with a smile, "Mother, it's okay, you see not far in front of us, there is a pavilion where you can take a rest, my mother is too tired to walk, if not, how about we take a rest?"

Yang Chunming looked at the beads of sweat on Yuan's ears and temples, just thinking that her mother was too tired, raised her eyes and looked around, and saw an empty pavilion, so she suggested to Yuan.

Because of the unique geographical location of Qingyun Temple, there is no place for tourists to rest, so a small pavilion is always built not far from the steps for pilgrims to rest. The small pavilion that Yang Chunming saw before is this general place, although it is a little simple inside, but it is still good as a place to stop and rest.

Yuan Shi was reaching out to cover his chest at this time, his face was a little ugly, since she had climbed the steps, her chest had been jumping non-stop, Yuan really had no way to go down, hearing his son's suggestion, Yuan Shi agreed directly without thinking about it, "Mother can see, let's take a rest first, and then set off"

"Son understands" Yang Chunming bowed his head in response, reached out to hold Yuan's arm on the side, and helped Yuan to the pavilion on the side, and then took out the handkerchief in the cuff and put it on the stone bench, and after helping Yuan to sit down, he lifted his green shirt and sat opposite Yuan.

"Mother, are you better now?" Yang Chunming looked at Yuan's pale lips and was a little worried.

"It's much better, Brother Ming'er, my mother is okay" Yuan smiled at Yang Chunming, then turned back and followed the path of the two people before, and looked down the mountain. Yuan is a layman, and naturally he is one of these people, thinking of the purpose of today's trip... Yuan gritted his teeth, a little entangled, worried that his heart would not be solved, and that his wishes would be disappointed...

That's it, Yuan closed his eyes lightly, and silently thought in his heart: She Yuan Zhifang's life is also smooth, she doesn't ask for anything else now, she only asks the Buddha to open her eyes, bless her son's high school, and repay her Yuan family's grievances, she Yuan Zhifang will one day reunite with her family, and it is not a shame to the ancestors of the Yuan family......

"Ming'er, let's go" Yuan said softly, his eyes fell on the crowd of people who were busy in the distance, his mind was spinning, and he didn't know what to think.

When Yang Chunming heard Yuan's words, he only thought that Yuan's had rested enough, and didn't ask why, just got up and held Yuan's arm on the side, the two left the pavilion, and then climbed the steps...

The two of them talked and walked slowly. The comings and goings of the pedestrians beside him also made Yuan not as nervous as before, and his nerves gradually relaxed. When the two of them came to Qingyun Temple, they found that there were many people in front of them, and the two of them looked at each other together, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

"Mother, or we... Go to the queue first?" Yang Chunming hesitated, although he wanted to say that he would go back, but looking at his mother's resolute expression, I was afraid that it would be difficult to agree.

Yuan didn't notice Yang Chunming's expression, looked at the crowd in front of him, and just nodded and replied, "That's it, it's okay" The Master Mingyi she wanted to see was in the temple, and now that she had arrived outside the temple, how could she be willing to go back like this? She also wanted to ask Master Mingyi to help take a look, after all, she didn't know if Master Mingyi would still be there at next year's temple fair?

The mother and son had their own thoughts, standing at the end of the line, although there were many people in front of them, but with the help of many monks, they all discharged the long queue in an orderly manner, and the chaos in and out was not obvious.

The mother and son breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts when they saw this, Yang Chunming was relieved because he was not worried about taking too long, and Yuan was relieved to be able to see Master Ming Anger earlier.

The procession moved forward quickly, and the mother and son followed the procession to visit the bodhisattvas of each hall.

Every time Yuan sees one, he must bow three times and bow nine times, and the sincere can not be sincere, Yang Chunming followed aside, although he claimed to be a scholar, he didn't believe in these ghosts and gods, and he usually wouldn't worship these Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, but now when he saw her mother's appearance, Yang Chunming was influenced to salute obediently.

There was a strong sandalwood fragrance in the air in the lobby, Yang Chunming's nose was sensitive, and he had to turn his head sideways to cover his nose after the visit, for fear of disturbing the gods here by sneezing, although Yang Chunming didn't believe this, but at this moment, he looked at Yuan's pious face, and really hoped that the gods in this world could bless their families to live a long and safe life.

Yuan knelt on the futon, and after paying homage to the Bodhisattva, he untied a small purse from his waist, and the purse was bulging, and it was directly put into the merit box by Yuan.

Seeing the situation, Yang Chunming also untied his purse and put it in the merit box. What was in the purse was half a tael of silver that Yuan gave him yesterday, and Yuan specially instructed him to take it with him, but he never thought about it, so he used it today.

After paying homage to the Bodhisattva and returning the vow, the two of Yuan took out a bamboo stick from the lottery at the door, and the monk in charge reminded the unraveling to be in another lobby not far away.

As the monk said, the lobby at the front door is indeed the place to unsign, there are more people here than before, and most of them are concentrated in one place, Yuan stood on tiptoe and looked inside from the surrounding gaps, and saw Master Ming Zhi who made her heart miss him, Yuan Shi immediately excitedly pulled Yang Chunming and rushed over, "Brother Ming'er, Master Ming Yan is here, let's go and line up" Yuan Shi said excitedly while pulling Yang Chunming through the dense crowd.

When Yang Chunming heard his mother's words, he blurted out in shock, "Master Mingyi?" and his heart was even more incredulous, wouldn't it, isn't Master Mingqi traveling around the counties? Now that he's back?

Yuan Shi glanced back at Yang Chunming, with a smile on his face, "My mother heard before that Master Ming will come to preside over this year's temple fair, it seems that the news is not wrong, you see, isn't this Master Ming Ming?"

"No wonder" Yang Chunming suddenly realized, no wonder there are so many people here, it turned out to be the master of Ming Anger, Master Ming Anger is a monk who has attained Taoism, even if it is a monk like him, who has heard of it.

When Yang Chunming sighed, Yuan had already stood up, holding the bamboo stick in his hand tightly, waiting for Master Ming's answer.

The team walked forward without hurry, Yuan looked at the smaller and smaller crowd in front of him, his heart became more and more excited, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, Yuan didn't care about these, raised his eyes and stared at the back of the predecessor, until his vision widened, and he saw the kind old monk behind the table.

Master Ming Yan sat on a stool, and there was a square table in front of him, on which the finished bamboo sticks had been placed in the bamboo tube, and the surface of the table looked smooth.

Master Ming Qi is closing his eyes tightly at this time, one hand is on his chest, the other hand is turning the sandalwood hand bead in his hand, reciting the Dharma in his mouth, and his white beard is hanging down. Stillness and movement are all Buddhist styles.

At this moment, Yuan's heart was surprisingly quiet, nervous and excited, and other emotions were all gone.

"Master, long time no see" Yuan folded his hands and stood on his chest, then bowed his head and saluted.

"Long time no see, Master Yuan" An ethereal voice appeared in Yuan's ears, the voice was neither sad nor joyful, no silence and no waves.

Yuan Shi looked up at Master Mingyi who had opened his eyes in front of him, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that after ten years, Master Mingyi still remembers the woman now."

Master Ming's eyes are dull, but he can see at a glance the general "donor's face is kind, how can Mingzhi forget"

Yuan smiled and didn't say anything, just handed the bamboo stick in his hand to Master Mingyi.

Ming Yi took Yuan's bamboo stick, stared at it, and then said, "The past is like the wind, the cycle of cause and effect, the donor should let go" After Ming Yan finished speaking, he immediately put his hands together and read in his mouth, "Amitabha, good, good, cause and effect cycle, retribution is unpleasant, the donor's heart knot will eventually be untied, not not repay, the time has not come, the donor will look at it"

"So, so... Thank you for the master's enlightenment, and the women thanked her" Yuan folded his hands and sighed.

It's been ten years, no matter how big the grudge is, it's time to disappear, it's not that she doesn't report it, the time hasn't come, she... Yuan Zhifang, wait for that day!

"Donor, please mourn, there must be a cycle of cause and effect, don't reveal too much" Master Ming Yan finished speaking, stretched out his hand and invited Yuan out.

"Thank you, Master, the woman remembered," Yuan finished speaking, and then turned around and exited the lobby.

When the sign was released, everyone was far away, so Yang Chunming didn't hear what his mother talked about with Master Ming, but looking at his mother's tired but free face when she left, he knew that his mother's deep heart was untied.

Yang Chunming smiled knowingly, then walked up to Master Mingyi and handed the bamboo stick in his hand to the master.

"Does the little donor want to ask anything?" Master Ming Yan took longer to read the sign than before, but he didn't directly say the meaning of the sign, but directly asked what he wanted to know.

Yang Chunming was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then shook his head at the compassionate Master Mingyi and said, "Master, there is nothing the student wants to ask" Yes, whether it is the imperial examination two years later or the life after that, it is not a bamboo stick that can be solved, Yang Chunming thought clearly, although he also admired Master Mingyi in his heart, but that did not mean that he believed in these ethereal things, whether it was the past or the future, he only insisted on himself.

Ming Yan looked at the person in front of him, put down the bamboo stick in his hand, closed his eyes and put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, good, good, the old man wishes the little donor all his wishes come true."

"Thank you, master" Yang Chunming clasped his hands together, and walked out directly after speaking...

Ming's eyes that opened the moment Yang Chunming went out were different from the plain and waveless before, and now his eyes were full of waves, and he instantly returned to calm.

"Coming and going," Ming whispered Yang Chunming's signature, and then said with a smile: "Sure enough, the cause and effect in the world are all determined by fate, and I am afraid that the knot in Yuan Shizhu's heart will soon be completely untied..."

Yang Chunming walked out of the lobby and saw Yuan standing not far away, Yang Chunming hurriedly ran to Yuan's side and asked, "Mother, let's go back?"

"Well, it's okay now, naturally I'm going back" Yuan's smile was full of relief, different from the previous depression, the current Yuan family looks like he wants to be rejuvenated.

Although Yang Chunming didn't know how to say it, he was still very happy about the change in Yuan's family, and his tone was more brisk, "It's almost noon now, Qiu'er and Dad are at the foot of the mountain, go back just to have some food, so have the strength to go to the temple fair, Qiu'er talked about it all morning today" Yang Chunming remembered that when he came by ox cart this morning, Qiu'er's cheerful little appearance, and he talked about how fun the temple fair was, and now I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm impatient waiting for a long time.

When Yuan heard Yang Chunming's words, he also thought of Chunqiu, and laughed out loud, "Qiu'er's girl should have been bored a long time ago, let's go back quickly, otherwise, I'm afraid your sister should be angry" After Yuan finished speaking, the mother and son looked at each other and smiled, both understanding what the other party was thinking.

Because of the noon reason, there are a lot of people who have stayed in Qingyun Temple to eat fast, Qingyun Temple's fasting meal is famous far and wide, and it is not expensive, the pilgrims who come here to worship the Buddha will take the opportunity to eat a fasting meal, and it is not in vain.

But Yuan's mother and son didn't do this, firstly, there were people waiting for them at the foot of the mountain, and secondly, it was also dry food that had been prepared from home, so naturally there was no need to squeeze it with many people.

When the mother and son came, they were all lightly armed, naturally there were no sundries to take back, compared to climbing the mountain when they came, it was naturally much easier to go back down the mountain. From time to time, a few pilgrims sat on both sides of the steps and came to rest and eat, talking about poetry and songs in the mountain breeze...

Different from the quiet and far-reaching atmosphere on the mountain, the scene under the mountain can be said to be lively, the stalls are full of people everywhere, and the endless shouting and shouting of the Spring and Autumn Heart is full of passion, just want to run out to see, but Yang Weibai behind him shouted "Qiu'er, your mother hasn't come back yet, wait here" Yang Weibai wants to watch the ox cart, and he has to be distracted to take care of his daughter, it is just busy.

"Dad, can't I just go outside?" Chunqiu pitifully looked at Yang Weibai. She has been waiting for her mother here for two hours, she is going crazy if she stays, she finally comes out for a trip, but she can't go shopping, Chunqiu lowered her little head depressedly, she was very worried.

"Uh-uh... No, what should I do if I lose it then" Yang Weibai looked at his daughter's pitiful little appearance, and just wanted to relent, but he remembered what Yuan had told him before, and then shook his head violently, no, no, if Yuan knew about it, he would be scolded again.

"Chunqiu: Okay, she's better wait for her mother to come back."

Spring and Autumn squatted aside, dragging her chin to look inside, although her father didn't let her go in, then she still had a good time...