The old lady sitting on the seat opened her eyes, her cloudy eyes flashed, and she skimmed to Bai Shuirou on the ground. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Xia Yu, send the second lady back, and marry Yan Gongzi in Zhuangzi after half a month, everything is simple. Yan Gongzi doesn't have to go to the fireworks class in the future, so let's stay in the welcome courtyard. ”

"Little Old Lady Xie."

Yan Ruyu, who slipped around the ghost gate, hurriedly thanked her.

"Shui Xin, go back with me."

Coming out of the ancestral hall in twos and threes, the sun was dazzling. Everything is calm on the surface of the huge Prime Minister's Mansion, but it has changed greatly on the inside. The position of the high-ranking and powerful Tian family as the housewife of the house is crumbling, and the second lady is miserable to marry the play, and the usually soft and weak eldest lady has become the darling of the prime minister's mansion after she has fallen ill, and Aunt Jing, who has just arrived in the house, also has a faint tendency to win the party.

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The old lady on the throne has a loving face of vicissitudes of love, and her black hair when she was young has fallen like the first snow in winter, like the first frost of autumn. The roots of silver hair, half-covered and half-hidden, looming. The wrinkles on his face are like twists and turns of the past.

"Shuixin, I've suffered you all these years, my child."

Turning his head to Mama Liu, he said.

"Take a good inventory of Ruolan's dowry in the treasury, and send it to Shui Xin for a while, and make up for the lack of less from me, now that Shui Xin is big, the dowry should be saved by himself, hehe."

"Grandmother"

Bai Shuixin called in a low voice, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were delicate, and his voice and smile were gentle.

Now the best thing for this prime minister is only the kind old man in the hall, Bai Shuixin, who was an orphan in his previous life, was speechless, and lowered his head to force back the tears in his eyes.

The old lady mistakenly took Bai Shuixin's low call as coquettishness, and when people are old, they always expect their children and grandchildren to be around their knees and have a happy family. But there are dark waves in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Bai Shuixin didn't like it before, and Bai Shuirou stuck to Tian's every day, even if she came to see herself, she was just to pretend to be a lady. The children and grandchildren are limited, and this is the first time that I feel that my grandson is coquettish, so I have dinner with a white water heart.

Three days later, the Prime Minister's House

A set of high-covered chariots with four horses stands in front of the Xiangfu gate, blue curtains on both sides hang down from the windows, and the green elm wheels are carved with elaborate patterns, and the lanterns of the Xiangfu are hung high in front of the canopy. The sun shone down, the golden light stung the eyes, and immediately the carriage was full of elegance in the sunlight.

Every time the prime minister celebrates his birthday in the three days after his birthday, the old lady will take his female dependents to the pagoda temple ten miles outside the city to pray for the smooth health of the white mansion. I usually bring Bai Shuirou, the second lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but this year I have changed.

There are fewer people to see off, but there are more Aunt Jing who commands the maid with her stomach. Bai Qi and Bai Shuixin supported the old lady of the Bai family wearing a green ribbon on their heads, wearing a large-scale one-piece robe of the same color, and covered with an emerald gown. Standing at the end, Bai Shui's soft and delicate face was distorted like a handkerchief in his hand, why did he end up miserable, his mother retreated in the pear orchard, and her Bai Shui heart could accompany the old lady to pray for blessings.

Lowered his head to hide all the calculating eyes, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, Bai Shuixin This time is also the last time, this time you will have no return.

Bai Shuixin helped the old lady into the first carriage, and followed him in, and the rest of the maids stepped into the carriage behind. Because he went to pray for blessings, he only brought calm red sleeves and the incense of Huiwu, and the old lady only brought four second-class maids and Mama Xia.

The carriage drove slowly, the sound was lonely and monotonous, and the horses pulling the carriage were handsome and strong, and the hooves of the horses clattered against the ground, splashing up bursts of sand and mist, and faded out of everyone's sight.

In the carriage, there was a soft seat, a folding bamboo chair, a square table, and a pot of tea on the table, which was brewed by Mama Xia in the morning. Although it is autumn moon, the smoke from the stove in the carriage is not as warm as late autumn.

The old lady on the soft collapse closed her eyes, and the white water heart on the side pinched the old lady's leg for a while, and Mama Xia in front of the square table seemed to take out a plate of delicate snacks from the drawer of the table.

Where is this worshipping Buddha, it is clearly going on an outing.

After walking for about a long time, the old lady leaned on the cushion and fell asleep, and Bai Shuixin gently opened the curtain and looked out.

The blue sky of Nawa was as clean as a washed sapphire, and the snow-white clouds were like a sea of cotton. The rows of pines and cypresses on the road are like majestic warriors. The maple forest in the distance was fiery red, like a raging sea of fire. Bai Shuixin finally appreciated the artistic conception of "parking and sitting in love with the maple forest evening".

Two miles ahead is the destination of this trip, the pagoda temple, and the white pagoda surrounded by maple forests stands on the top of the mountain peak.

"Old lady, the pagoda temple is in front."

Bai Shuixin turned around, and Mama Xia held the peeled apple in her hand and handed it to the old lady who had just woken up. I was so dazzled by this autumn scene that I forgot the time, and my alertness became worse and worse after I arrived in ancient times.

"Hehe, this is the first time the water girl has come out, right?"

"Yes, grandmother, the child is fascinated by the scenery outside, it is so beautiful!"

"Hehe, this big family, it's a gorgeous cage made of gold wire, when I'm outside, I want to come in and taste the rich life, and after I come in, I think about the free sky outside. People, just not satisfied! ”

"Grandmother, how can you feel so much today?"

Bai Shuixin was stunned when he heard the old lady's words, but he reflected it in just a few seconds. It turned out that the old lady had always understood herself.

"Okay, the carriage in front can't go in, so let's get off in front."

Bai Shuixin asked the doubts in her heart, but the old lady stopped talking.

At the foot of the mountain, the white tower is shaped like spring bamboo shoots, thin and straight, the top of the tower is like a cover, the tower is like a bottle, the color is like iron, it is unique. It is said that at the time of the founding of the country, the founding emperor Hongdi trained soldiers and horses in this tower and seized the throne in one fell swoop. For thousands of years, it has been like a pillar of optimus, reaching into the sky.

Walking up the stairs of the mountain, it was as if there was really Dharma entangled, and all the distracting thoughts calmed down. The whole body of the tower is carved with tens of thousands of delicate stone statues, each Buddha statue has a different posture, but they are all lifelike, Bai Shuixin once again sighed at the magic of the ancients' skills.

As soon as the group reached the summit, a small novice came to guide the way.

"How many donors are the daughters of the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

"Little master, it's Baifu."

Mama Xia folded her hands and reverently answered the little novice's question.

"After knowing that you are coming, the host will arrange a guest room for you in the west, and a few donors please move to follow the little monk."

The little novice in a gray robe led the way in front of him, and only when he entered the temple did he see the whole picture of the White Pagoda.

The whole tower body is tall and tall, simple and majestic. At each corner of the octagonal tower hangs a small golden bell, which shines brilliantly in the sun. The top of the tower is bordered by green glazed tiles, and the body of the tower is made of beige bricks and off-white marble, and the doors and windows are carved on it. Below, there were a few little monks dressed in the same robe with brooms in their hands sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound.

There are a total of three wings, the old lady and Mama Xia live in the middle, Bai Shuixin and the red-sleeved Tianxiang live in the first room on the left, the rest of the accompanying maids live on the right-hand side, and the family who drives the car lives with the little novice.

There was only one bed in the room, and the bed was covered with gray futons. A square table with four corners, two wooden stools are the decoration of the room. A faint scent of sandalwood emanates from the sachet on the head of the bed, simple and plain in line with the style of the temple.

After greeting the old lady, Bai Shuixin took Tian Xiang around the temple. A winding stone road extends to the depths of the bamboo forest, and the chrysanthemums on both sides of the road are blooming, and the sound of silk and bamboo can be faintly heard. Bai Shuixin couldn't help but take a step forward somehow, ignoring Tian Xiang's call, and Tian Xiang couldn't help but follow.

"The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the flowers bloom and the grass is deep. Ten thousand sounds are silent, only the sound of the bell chime is heard"

Fascinated by this situation, Bai Shuixin couldn't help but think of modern poetry and blurted out.

The ethereal voice is like a yellow oriole out of the valley, a white dress is like a fairy who has fallen into the world, and a seat of black hair is like a fine silk casually scattered. When the wind rose, the green silk flew with a jade belt, and it hit someone's heart with the fallen leaves.

"In the scenery of the illuminated mountains and forests, express the feelings of praising the Buddha, walk to the quiet backyard, face the wonderful scenery, and appreciate it with emotion. However, although the poem is elegant, it is a little more lonely. Female donor, why do you place her feelings of seclusion in her current life? ”

The monk in front of him was dressed in a dark Buddha robe, with a circle of sandalwood Buddha beads in his neck, and his two fingers were round and full. Stepping on a pair of brown straw sandals on the other end of the bluestone slab. His eyebrows were dyed with frost, and he looked at Bai Shuixin who was lying in the local area with a smile.

Bai Shui's heart was dripping with sweat, and he was just misunderstood by borrowing the verses of the ancients.

"The little girl Bai Shui is not talented, she just felt it, but she didn't expect the master to hear other meanings."

"Hehe, presumably you are Prime Minister Bai's daughter, Bai Shuixin."

"How does the master know?"

It's not that Bai Shuixin asks more than this, the world only knows Bai Shuirou, the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and there are very few people who know Bai Shuixin. It's strange that a place like a temple can know itself.

"The little ghost is in charge, the soul comes from another world, often accompanied by the dragon, and once becomes a phoenix. Yesterday, the old man watched the stars at night, the southeast star protruded, the firefly star shone red, and the green dragon was about to change the sky. Admonish the donor to be impermanent, to see through it, to say it thoroughly, and to do whatever you want. ”

The soul from another world is talking about himself, how does this old monk know? How is it possible to always accompany the dragon to drive? When Bai Shuixin reflects, where is there still the shadow of a monk. For Zen Buddhism, Bai Shuixin has always had an attitude of only listening and not believing, but this time there is a little drum in his heart.

Looking at the monk who walked into the depths of the bamboo forest, Bai Shuixin bowed deeply and returned the same way with Tian Xiang.

"Master, your old man has one life a year, how did you break the vow today?"

A voice full of male hormones sounded from the depths of the bamboo forest, and the monk did not answer the man's question, leaving only a deep sigh.

I don't know if this woman can change the fate of the apprentice, I can't see through it, I can't say it through.