After lunch. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Everyone gave the old lady a gift, and they each had their own hearts and retreated.

Su Yun caught up with Aunt Yuan, pulled her to the side, and quietly asked about Zhang Hengyu. Aunt Yuan heard this, so she told Su Yun 1510.

Only then did Su Yun know that Zhang Hengyu had been imprisoned for several days because he had offended dignitaries and nobles by going to the Qinglou. I couldn't help but feel disgusted.

This kind of person who lingers in the Qinglou, even if he is born with a dignified appearance, cannot be his future Langjun!

I was annoyed, so I saw the old lady of the main house holding Su Sanyuan's hand and walking out, and Mama Yu followed with Ruizhu, Jinghua, and Cuixiang.

When the old lady saw Su Yun staying with Aunt Yuan, she guessed that it must be Su Yun who pulled Aunt Yuan to ask Zhang Hengyu about it. The old lady smiled secretly in her heart, pretending not to know on her face, and asked, "Aunt Yuan, Sister Yun, why are you standing here?" Are you talking about something?"

"Grandmother, you saw us before we could talk anything." Aunt Su Yun Xianyuan replied.

Aunt Yuan listened, and nodded in agreement.

The old lady didn't ask anything more, and took the initiative to mention: "After Mrs. Tan's incident yesterday, I asked Sister Yuan and Sister Yue not to be grounded. It just so happened that I was going to a nearby nunnery to make a vow today, so I wanted to take Sister Yuan over to burn incense, Sister Yun, do you want to go over with your grandmother to burn incense and pray for blessings?"

Su Changyue didn't go, what did he do?

Su Yun thought in her heart, so she said, "Grandmother, sister, go ahead, I have other things to do."

"Well, then it's up to you." The old lady nodded, and led Su Sanyuan to walk outside.

Outside the Su Mansion, a carriage has been prepared.

However, there is only one carriage, and it can't seat too many people, Su Sanyuan was worried that there would be too many people sitting in a while, and it would be difficult to breathe, so she asked Jinghua and Cuixiang to go back to other things.

Jinghua saw the young lady's thoughts, and hurriedly poked Cuixiang who still wanted to say something, and Cuixiang saw that Jinghua gave her a look, so she didn't dare to say anything.

The two of them gave the young lady a salute and retreated to the house.

The carriage was moving away.

"Jinghua, why didn't you let me speak just now?" Cuixiang asked, puzzled.

Jinghua sighed lightly, wondering how could Miss accept this stupid girl? It was only a momentary helplessness, Jinghua still replied to her: "The carriage is filled with the old lady, young lady, Mama Yu and Sister Ruizhu, if we follow again, won't it be even more crowded?"

"I see." Cuixiang suddenly realized. Just now, she just cared about what to do with the maid who didn't have a call by Miss's side, but she didn't think of this relationship.

Cuixiang looked back again, and Jinghua had already walked into the mansion first.

No wonder Miss likes Jinghua, as soon as Miss says something, Jinghua can understand, unlike herself, you have to explain it before you can understand it.

Cuixiang thought about it with low self-esteem in her heart, and when she heard the voice of the servant urging her to enter the house, she reacted and ran into the house.

In the carriage.

"Sister Yuan, this time you have to take good care of my nephew, you know?" The old lady thought of something, reached out and grabbed Su Sanyuan's hand again, and said.

Su Sanyuan nodded, looked at the old lady, hesitated for a while, and asked, "Grandmother, if I marry him, can I not marry His Royal Highness King Yu?"

The old lady laughed when she heard this, gently touched Su Sanyuan's forehead with her hand, and said with a smile: "That's natural, have you ever heard of a daughter marrying a second husband?" But listening to you, why, you don't want to marry His Royal Highness King Yu?"

Su Sanyuan avoided the old lady's scrutinizing gaze, she lowered her eyes and pretended to be shy.

The old lady said: "Sister Yuan, don't worry, my nephew's appearance will definitely not be much worse than His Royal Highness King Yu." If you marry him, grandmother promises you, you won't suffer!"

"Yes." Su Sanyuan agreed: "I'll just listen to my grandmother's arrangement."

The old lady smiled, looked at Mama Yu, and said, "Look, this sister is shy."

Mama Yu smiled and did not answer.

Rui Zhu has always been quiet, but she just listened to their conversation, thought it was funny, and laughed.

The nunnery that I went to this time was on the outskirts of the city, and the incense was quite prosperous, and I heard that the Guanyin Bodhisattva enshrined in it was responsive.

The nunnery is located halfway up the mountain, but fortunately the carriage can carry people up the slope, but it also saves the need for manpower to climb.

Su Sanyuan lifted the curtain and looked out, there were several villages on the flat land near the bottom of the hillside, the small villages were simple and quiet, the ancient trees were shaded, and the courtyards were elegant and quiet.

"Sister Yuan, what do you see? It's already here, get off. Seeing that the carriage stopped, the old lady greeted Su Sanyuan, and got out of the carriage according to the hands of Mama Yu and Ruizhu.

When Su Sanyuan saw it, she also followed with the help of Mama and Ruizhu's hands and got out of the carriage.

This nunnery in front of you occupies a large area, which enshrines the Buddhist "Eighteen Arhats and Three Great Scholars", "Guanyin Bodhisattva", Wei Daozun God, Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha, as well as Taoist Guan Sheng Emperor, Sanguan God, Our Lady Niangniang, as well as the original religious belief of the Dragon King, the Ghost King, the Disaster Worship God, etc.

There is an endless stream of people coming in and out to offer incense and praying.

"This was originally a Taoist temple, but during the reign of the Yuan Dynasty, the war was on the verge of war, which caused the villagers in the vicinity to leave, and this Taoist temple was deserted. Later, Emperor Taizu was in power, and there was a teacher who passed by here, and saw that this Taoist temple was desolate, so he stayed here, and changed it into a nunnery, and the wish was also fulfilled, and there were more people who came here to burn incense. The old lady took the initiative to explain.

Only then did Su Sanyuan know the origin of this nunnery. From the Hongwu period to the current orthodox period, this nunnery has a history of at least more than 100 years.

Thinking of this, Su Sanyuan couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"Grandmother, I haven't seen the Buddha statue? How do you see that you often recite the Buddha name of the Buddha?" Su Sanyuan looked at the major Buddha halls and said curiously.

In previous lives, most people recited the name of Nam Mu Guanyin Bodhisattva or Nam Mu Amitabha Buddha, and it was very rare to hear someone recite the name of the Buddha of Duo Bao Nyolai, and they did not know the meaning of it.

Perhaps it is the incense and smoke of this nunnery, and the bodhisattvas located in the major halls are kind and kind, which makes her inexplicably religious.

"When I first heard the master talk about the Buddha statue of Duobao Nyorai, which is to distribute wealth to the world with his left hand and give food to hungry ghosts with his right hand, I felt that this Buddha was too compassionate, so I developed the confidence to recite the Buddha name of Duobao Nyorai." The old lady replied with a smile: "In addition, Duobao Rulai is also the god of wealth in Buddhism, and I recite this Duobao Rulai Buddha name, but also hope that our descendants of Sufu will not lack food and clothing for generations."

Su Sanyuan nodded and didn't ask any more.

The owner of the nunnery is Mrs. Jingci.

Master Jingci walked out of the ancient Buddha hall of the burning lamp, and when she saw the old lady and her group, she walked over, "Amitabha, old lady Su, you came to offer incense today, why don't you send someone over to say a word." ”

"I don't want to trouble you masters all the time, today I brought my granddaughter over to burn incense, and by the way, I will shake the lottery to see if what we ask for in Sufu can be successfully achieved." The old lady said.

Master Jing Ci listened quietly, and waited for the old lady to finish speaking, and then said: "Old Mrs. Su has always been pious and kind-hearted, and the oil, rice, and salt in the nunnery rely on Mrs. Su's mercy and generosity. Old Madam Su, come with me to offer incense. ”

The old lady nodded slowly, clasping her hands in front of her chest.

Mrs. Jing Ci will lead the way ahead.

A man came across the corridor, and his appearance was so outstanding that the young ladies and women who came to the incense stopped to look at him.

"Cheng Gongzi." Mrs. Jing Ci folded her hands.

The man stopped and folded his hands, which was considered a return gift to Master Jingci. It's just that when Mrs. Jingci explained to Mrs. Su that he was a good person who often built temples, his eyes fell on Su Sanyuan.

Su Sanyuan raised her eyes and looked at him.

I always felt that those eyes were a little familiar, and I also felt that his figure seemed to be seen somewhere.

Su Sanyuan frowned, and saw him passing by him, and then looked back, he had gone farther and farther.

"Sister Yuan, let's go." The old lady turned around and saw Su Sanyuan looking at the figure of the man who was far away, and she didn't blame Sister Yuan for being bold. The contours of the man's facial features are as handsome as those of a fairy, so it's no wonder that Sister Yuan will take a few more looks. Even when he saw that person after living for a few more decades, he thought he had seen a fairy.

Su Sanyuan thought that Mrs. Jingci called him a city prince, she didn't think much about it for a while, so she took steps to keep up with the footsteps of the old lady.

It may be that Master Jingci had greeted her in advance, and the Guanyin Bodhisattva Hall they arrived at was exceptionally quiet, and it was not as crowded as other halls.

The old lady knelt on the futon, bowed three times, folded her hands, and silently begged for something before getting up.

"Sister Yuan, go ask for a signature." The old lady said.

Su Sanyuan was stunned, "Grandmother, what should I ask for?"

"Just ask the Bodhisattva, which of the things between you and His Royal Highness the King or my nephew will be successful?" The corners of the old lady's mouth hooked up a meaningful smile.

Su Sanyuan took the lottery holder handed by Mrs. Jingci, knelt on the ground reverently, closed her eyes and shook the lottery holder in her hand.