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In the next few days, Yan Hui never saw Ji Ruxue again, the big boat had swam into the Jinsha River, the capital was already close at hand, and it was only three days before Ji Ruxue ascended the throne. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yan Hui looked at the brocade bag in his hand, the golden lotus flowers were still blooming, as if he had mercy on all beings like a Buddha in this world.

"I didn't expect that I would use you in the end. ”

"Tuk tuk tuk" Ji Ruxue's cabin was knocked several times from the outside, Ji Ruxue opened the door, but saw Yan Hui standing outside the door.

Why did she come? Ji Ruxue was thinking about it when she saw Yan Hui laughing, "I want to go to Putuo Temple to offer incense, you can go with me." ”

"Good. Ji Ruxue readily agreed.

Outside the ten-mile peak, even if the mountains are covered with snow, the incense of Putuo Temple is still prosperous.

This is the second time Yan Hui has come to this Putuo Temple, without the girl who wore the red Luo all over the last time, in this bleak winter wind, the more the feeling of the ancient temple in the deep mountains.

Yan Hui crossed the surrounding scenery all the way, directly to the temple gate of Naputuo Temple, this time the door of the temple was wide open, Yan Hui looked at the doubts, and asked the little novice on the side.

"Today is not the fifteenth day of the new year, why is the door of your temple open?"

"Back to the benefactor, the presiding abbot had told the monks in the temple before he went out to travel that the temple gate should not be closed until he returned. ”

"I see. Yan Hui smiled, "I didn't take a good look at it last time I came here, but this time I must have a good incense here." ”

"The donor is here to ask for a child," the little novice looked at the woman's hair that Yan Hui coiled up and said, "The child-seeking Guanyin in my Putuo Temple is the most effective, and the donor might as well go there to have a look." ”

"What else is this?" Yan Hui said to Ji Ruxue, "I'm going to put incense on Guanyin here, are you waiting here, or are you going with me?"

To be honest, Ji Ruxue still wants to go, but most of the people who go to ask for Zi Guanyin are female dependents, and he was a little inappropriate in the past.

"Go ahead, I'll be waiting for you here. ”

"It's okay," Yan looked back at the little novice, "and ask this little master to help lead the way." ”

It was rare to meet such a kind pilgrim, so the little novice naturally nodded in response.

The Bodhisattva overlooking all living beings is holding a little baby in his arms and smiling kindly, and the golden boy and jade girl are waiting around him, holding the Ruyi jade bottle and smiling happily.

Xiao Shami lit a pillar of incense and handed it to both hands, but saw Yan Huijing take out a sachet from his sleeve and hand it over.

"This is!" exclaimed the little novice, who was burned by the burning incense bunch, and dropped the incense bunch by mistake.

He hurriedly stepped on the incense bundle that had fallen on the carpet, and then he held the empty sachet with both hands.

"How can the benefactor have this?"

"An old friend asked me to return this thing to the abbot of your temple. ”

The little novice turned the sachet over, and the sachet embroidered with golden lotus immediately changed its appearance, and the plain brocade yarn was embroidered with a fly's head-sized Buddha pattern.

Yan looked back at the eyebrows, but he didn't expect that there was a lot of mystery in this bag.

"The presiding abbot instructed before going out, saying that someone would come to the door with this golden lotus sachet, but I didn't expect it to be true. ”

The little novice made a Buddhist salute respectfully to Yan Hui, "The poor monk will present the golden lotus sachet to the master and send it to the presiding abbot, and ask the donor to wait." ”

Yan Hui nodded, picked up the incense bundle that fell on the ground again, and lit it on the lamp, and then bowed to the Bodhisattva three times.

"Great compassion and compassion Avalokiteshvara, whether you really exist in this world or not, listen to the sincere prayers of the believers at this moment. ”

"The believer has only been here for four years, and everything she has done is right and wrong by the believer to bear this karma alone, and the believer's grandfather, Yan Qingyun, is now old, and hopes that the Bodhisattva will bless his children and grandchildren, and live for the rest of his life. ”

"The believer's daughter has a father, and he is burdened by the people's hardships all day long, may the Bodhisattva bless him with good health and success in this life, and the faithful daughter's younger brother, although he has not yet met, may the Bodhisattva bless him with carefree, long life and wealth, and the believer ...... daughter"

Yan Hui looked at the finger-length incense bundle in his hand, sighed, and inserted it into the incense burner.

If this heavenly god, Buddha and Bodhisattva really have a spirit, they only hope that after comparing themselves, they will not meet the second Yan Hui.

In the majestic court, Yan Hui walked back and forth in the back garden with the arm of the female official, even in winter, the back garden that was carefully cared for by countless craftsmen still looked so chic.

Yan Hui counted the days of Ji Ruxue's accession to the throne with his fingers, and in three days, his enthronement ceremony would be held in the worship of all peoples.

The entire palace has been completely renewed, and even the cold palace not far away has been repainted with columns.

"Let's go there and have a look. ”

Yan Hui pointed to the cold palace not far away, her "old friends" don't know how they are now, she used to be most afraid of trouble, but now it doesn't matter.

Even though the pillars were repainted and red lights were hung, this remote Xisansuo still had a unique coldness, especially the eerie laughter that appeared from time to time, which was even more creepy to hear.

Yan Hui wrapped the fox fur on her body a little tighter, the sun was good today, but she still felt a little cold.

"Where are Concubine Jin and Concubine Xian kept?" There were too many palaces in front of him, and Yan Hui had no choice but to ask the female official beside him.

"They are all locked up in the palace in front," the female official looked at Yan Hui with hesitation, "After all, the cold palace is remote, and the other party is a criminal concubine, so the master should not go." ”

"It's okay, I'm just looking at it from afar. Although Yan Hui was already mentally prepared, Yan Hui was still taken aback by what he saw.

Concubine Jin, who was once gorgeous, sat in front of a bowl of water, carefully looked at her face by the light of the water inside, and smiled stupidly.

"Jin Lang, do you think I'm beautiful?"

She is only in her teens, her hair has gradually turned gray, and her side is empty, but she looks at the empty side with such a sweet expression, obviously crazy.

Her voice was noisy to Zhu Nai, who was holding the straw and taking a nap, Zhu Nai slapped it casually, and Concubine Jin, who was immediately startled, retreated again and again.

"If you dare to quarrel with me again, I will scratch your face! Let your Jin Lang take a good look at your disfigured appearance!"

Juna stretched out her arm and squeezed the bowl with great difficulty, pouring the water inside down with her head up.

Concubine Jin held her head and trembled in fright, and after seeing that Zhu Nai had no other movements, she tiptoed over to pick up the bowl, the water in the bowl was empty, but Concubine Jin still hugged the empty bowl with a gap tightly into her arms.

Juna pursed her lips disdainfully when she saw this, but when she looked at her distorted calves, her expression became more and more gloomy.

Ji Ruxue, childlike innocence, I won't let you go!

"What happened to her leg?"

"Concubine Xian confused the dragon heir at the beginning, and because she had studied martial arts, she was ordered by the chief administrator to break her hamstrings and waste her legs. ”

"The Grand Steward?"

"It's the childlike chief, when Shen Jiayuan imprisoned Emperor Mingde, he led the guards to rescue Emperor Mingde, so the emperor promoted him to the chief manager. ”

I see.

Yan Hui was thinking about it, when he saw the chief manager Tong Xin coming from a distance with a food box, and he was still holding ...... Lord of the Bright Moon?