19. Guangji Temple

Master Ming Xiu's eyes were kind, and he walked in front of the two of them, and said with a smile, "Madam, Miss, everything is okay at home, and the public security of Dingguo is good?" โ€

Mrs. Yuan said with a smile: "The blessing of Lord Tofo is good." He asked again who donated these sutras. Ming Xiu said with a smile, "It's the Queen Mother's old man's great wish, for this year's drought in Qinzhong, asking the Buddha to have mercy and mercy on all sentient beings." Mrs. Yuan also praised her when she heard this, and immediately expressed her willingness to contribute. Shuheng thought that if there was a drought, shouldn't he be relieved? Isn't asking God to ask for the dragon king? What the Queen Mother wants to ask for is Guanyin Pure Bottle Dew? No wonder the concubine's aunt gave a string of Canaan Buddha beads and a mutton fat white jade flounder chime a few days ago, it turns out that the harem has been busy with these things recently.

Master Ming Xiu is an outsider, but he can get the support of a group of nobles, and he has been at the top for a long time, so he has the image of a master outside the world, how can he really be disgusted with Hongchen and be rich? Shu Heng thought in a mess that Yuan's mother and daughter had been introduced into the lecture hall and served tea. Ming Xiu said with a smile: "This was originally the golden palm jade dew put away in front of the Buddha, and the new tribute Tieguanyin cooked. Taste it for two. Mrs. Yuan thanked her and praised her again. Subsequently, there was little money to add sesame oil.

Unlike Shuheng, although Shuheng no longer admires science, he has sincerity in religion and the like, but he has no awe, but Mrs. Yuan is truly flattered. Master Ming Xiu because of his own knowledge and cultivation, even the Queen Mother respectfully called the Buddha, ordinary people can't look up to the Buddha's face, and today they were not only approached by the master on his own initiative, but also invited into the room to serve tea, which is really a great honor. Mrs. Yuan felt that she was really fortunate to be exposed to the Buddha's shadow in three lifetimes.

"-That Gnosis is still young and has suffered a lot, but he also has a blessing, and the old monk has thanked the two of them for their hand in advance."

Master Ming Xiu first talked about reincarnation, and then talked about cause and effect, and at the end, the topic changed and mentioned the little monk in front of the mountain gate. Shuheng was secretly surprised when he heard this, this master is the Ming character generation, Guangji Temple currently has five generations of monks, Ming, Ling, Kong, Zhi, Yuan, the down-and-out little monk is actually the second generation, the spirit word generation, is it possible that it is the descendant of this Ming Xiu? Mrs. Yuan naturally thought of it, and then she was both surprised and happy, she didn't expect this random move to have such a great effect, no wonder the master came forward and personally invited the two to tea. This is thanks to Shuheng, otherwise she would be in a hurry, maybe she would really have a quarrel with He Jinyi, not to mention the excitement in vain, and she also lost face, plus disturbing the purity of the Buddhist temple, I am afraid that the Buddha will also be displeased. When she looked at Shuheng, she had already recognized that her daughter was a lucky star, and now she couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Taking advantage of today's warm feelings, the atmosphere is just right, Mrs. Yuan is subtle but not leaky, and asks about Tian Ding in a tactful and obscure manner. Shu Heng was slightly embarrassed when he listened to it, and couldn't help but snicker: This kind of thing doesn't ask the minister, but asks the monk. Mrs. Yuan's face was quite calm, but the eagerness in her eyes had betrayed her. Master Ming Xiu's smiling posture on his lips holding the Buddha beads is comparable to the original handing of flowers and leaves: "Madame, don't worry about it. There should be, there will always be. โ€

Shuheng was even more embarrassed, thinking that the master was really good at talking. If she has a son in the future, then these words are naturally a prophecy, and they also relieve Mrs. Yuan's heart. If you still have no regrets about not having a child in the future, then these words become a subtle reminder: don't worry too much. Don't think too much, what you shouldn't have in your life, you can't force it. But looking at the corners of Mrs. Yuan's eyebrows and eyes, she couldn't hide her excitement, and obviously only thought of the former - that's fine, Shuheng thought silently.

After getting the golden words of the Buddha's mouth, Mrs. Yuan was in a good mood, and when she returned to the house, she ordered someone to carry a large basket of copper coins, and a large basket of white steamed buns to give alms to the poor. He also arranged for people to go down to treat his own lucky stars, and cut the clothes of Yunfang, the rouge of Xiafang, and the jewelry of Tianbao Pavilion, and sent them to her small house in boxes and boxes. But there was not much excitement on Shuheng's face, and the subordinates were surprised, some said that the eldest girl was a princess, and she had never seen anything good, not the kind of shallow eyelids, and some said that this is our girl who has Buddha nature, and she has been with her grandfather all the way, and she does not look down on Qiluo play.

Recently, it has been cloudy for several days, and the air has been swishing and cold, and the dome is hanging low, pressing on the sky above the courtyard, which makes people feel gloomy. Shuheng wore a long jacket of smoky willow-colored silver butterfly peony, covered with a bright purple double-embroidered rabbit coat, and wore a pile of yarn rice beads on his head. There are no extra cosmetic items.

In fact, before crossing, Shu Heng looked at the exquisite and gorgeous jewelry in the costume drama and liked it very much, but he really met it today, but he felt that those women were really not easy, this gold, jade, silver, and stone all have a real weight. She is young now, so naturally no one cares, but when Mrs. Yuan went out, the first thing she did when she came back was to unload the hairpin and change her clothes, and she said that her neck was sore. The last time I entered the palace to congratulate, the concubine's aunt's complete set of head and face weighed five or six pounds, and she was tired when she looked at it, so she ordered the palace maid to pinch her shoulders and rub her neck after the banquet. The last time Shuheng tried to write with a gold bracelet with twisted silk beads and beads, he found that his wrist strength was weak and his pen strength was not enough, so not only did his hands quickly become sore, but the words were even worse than his eyes. Simply, from now on, where there are no outsiders, the hairpin ring jewelry is simple.

She copied a few paragraphs of "Shangshu", wrote a hundred big characters, and then came over to pick up the table case with the orange. She turned her neck and walked to the side of the Ganoderma lucidum pattern red sandalwood case, where there was a lotus-shaped finely carved colorful flower bone china altar, and there were two koi fish in the altar. Here Honey took the food box from the kitchen, and the peach and date came to serve her to wash her hands.

"Lotus root flour cinnamon sugar cake, pine pulp cream roll crisp, purple sweet potato yam plum blossom cake, nut pretzel and flour fruit. Two sweet and two salty, both of which are loved by the young lady. The honey was put on the plate, and she told carefully: "Madame said that the days have been short recently, and Miss Mo is sleeping, eat, and play for a while." โ€

Unexpectedly, Shuheng's expression was indifferent, he glanced at it, picked up a piece and tasted it, and then gave them the rest. It was useless to persuade Peach and Date, they glanced at each other and quietly withdrew. After a while, eager footsteps sounded under the porch, and Mrs. Yuan's laughing voice came first: "What's wrong with Heng'er recently?" Stimulated to lose weight? Mother sues you, don't listen to those sour Hu Qin, you, you're not fat at all. โ€

As soon as Mrs. Yuan came in, she touched Shuheng's face first, touched it and hugged it again: "Ah, I've really lost weight, look, it's not good to eat raw lately, and my little face is not round." โ€

Shuheng was slightly embarrassed: "Mother, no, my daughter is fine." โ€

"Nothing? Why don't you eat if you're fine? Mrs. Yuan rolled her eyelids again and stuck out her tongue again: "Is it roundworms?" Or is it a hoard? Shuheng was fiddled with for a while and finally pointed to his finger and said: "Mother, my daughter is really fine, it's me who is not good, and I make you worried." Mrs. Yuan looked her up and down, swept the room again, her eyes fell on the bookcase, and suddenly covered her lips: "Could it be that "Shangshu" is too difficult to learn and remember?" This doesn't have to be taken seriously. It is difficult in the Five Classics, and it is difficult to bend the teeth. โ€

Shuheng finally couldn't help laughing: "My mother is too worried." Actually, I'm really fine, it's just that every time I eat, I think of the hungry people we met on the way back from Tianbao Pavilion that day. When I think of the old people in ragged clothes and the children who are hungry and cold, I feel uncomfortable in my heart. โ€

The drought in Qinzhong has become more and more intense, the winter drought is cold in spring, the rain has not fallen for several months, the wheat seedlings have died of drought in the wild, and the people and animals have suffered from drinking water. That day, Shuheng accompanied Mrs. Yuan to Tianbao Pavilion to see the bracelets, and when he came back, he met a group of hungry people who sold their sons and daughters and kowtowed and begged. Probably they also cried and grabbed the earth at the beginning, but later found that the heaven and the earth were useless, so they left their strength to live, with yellow faces and thin muscles, stomped heads, no flesh on their bodies, and only a pair of eyes left. Only the light in his eyes revealed light, showing the unwillingness and forbearance of life.

Professional needs, Shuheng in his previous life consulted some information โ–กโ–ก after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and also listened to some personal experiences, the old people who escaped death told about the tragedy of grief and even the tragedy of cannibalism, and he was always heartbroken for this. Limited by her identity in her previous life, she had done charity sales, supported teaching, and went to welfare homes, so in this life, she is blessed with unique background and financial resources, can she do more?

Mrs. Yuan said in her heart that this girl is really kind-hearted, but she is also a cowardly villain, and she feels miserable and unbearable when she sees them. immediately hugged her to her lap and sat comfortingly: "Don't worry about Niuniu, you forgot?" Didn't I still send money and steamed buns out from time to time in the past two days? Your brother-in-law's family in Shuyue has already set up a big iron pot to give soup porridge and rice in his hometown in Shanxi. โ€

"What's wrong with Heng'er?"

When Mrs. Yuan was comforting her, the grandfather smiled and opened the curtain. Yuan Guogong was neglected to sleep and eat recently due to his recent work and government affairs, and the humidity was heavy, so he coughed with typhoid fever without noticing it for a while, and took leave to rest at home. When I woke up at bedtime today, I suddenly saw my wife and Shuheng's girl leaving hurriedly, and I was not at ease for a while, so I also came to take a look. He was wearing a home-made jade blue rolled silver wide-sleeved waisted round-necked gown, with a moon-white dark cloud pattern shirt exposed at the neckline, and a green silk was not pulled up, but hung down at the waist, only holding two locks at the back of his head, and obliquely inserting a ruyi pattern green hosta, with a faint laziness between his eyebrows. Shuheng had to sigh that a beauty is a beauty in the end, even if she is sick, she has a charm.

The maid who stood didn't dare to raise her head, hurriedly went to make tea, and hurriedly bowed her head to serve it, and finally quietly retreated to the side.

Shu Heng hurriedly got off Mrs. Yuan's lap, saluted his grandfather, and asked him if he felt better.

Yuan Guogong put on a lotus blue cloud dragon pattern dark silver flower, because Shuheng was warm here, so he took it off casually. Mrs. Yuan hurriedly took it personally, folded it and put it away, prepared to go out for a while and put it on again, and asked if she still had a headache and wanted to eat porridge, etc., and got the answer that she felt that she didn't need to eat porridge, so she smiled and nodded at Shuheng's forehead: "What's wrong with your family Heng'er?" She's worried about the country and the people. โ€

"Oh?" Ding Guogong also smiled, because he was afraid that he would be too sick, so he did not approach, only held the lacquered gold painted cover cup and sat on the ebony red lacquer chair with the elastic ink and thread chair as a window, and asked Mrs. Yuan to stop Shuheng to sit on the carved Huanghuali beauty couch behind the soft curtain of hanging beads.

"Daddy, I met a group of victims in the land of Qinzhong the day before yesterday. Frozen and hungry, with vegetables, selling children and girls, displaced, so pitiful. Shu Heng raised his white little face, and there seemed to be tears flashing in his eyes: "My daughter is very unbearable, we think that the purple python is long, but some people break their jackets and cold, we have endless jade grains and golden ulva, but we don't know that there are still people in this world who have no food." Not only the ** brought by this natural disaster, but also the time of five winds and ten rains, there are also suffering and ill-fated creatures. For example, the little gnostic monk we met in Guangji Temple that day. I don't know how many such people there are. We just met by chance, so we took a hand, but in the invisible place, I don't know how many people are suffering. โ€

Dingguo Gong was also thinking about the famine in Qindi, and the daughter he saw was in trouble, and he knew that she was a big ghost, and she did everything she did when she was a son-in-law of the moon phase. is also because he is reluctant to admonish himself, so now he is more and more bold, but he finally knows that everything cannot be passed over his parents. So he asked with a smile: "Heng'er, just say it directly, what do you want to do?" โ€

"Jianyizhuang." Shuheng's eyes were sincere, his speech was clear, and he said seriously: "I want to use the net profits from the sale of 'children's fun series' products in our cloud cutting workshop to build Yizhuang." โ€

Dingguo Gong rubbed his fingers on the teacup and paused slightly, and a trace of different color was immediately visible.