Lan Jiayin's eyes flashed, nodded thoughtfully, and sighed: "Sister Ling'er's temperament has changed greatly because of the injury on her face, but you also said that the injury has improved significantly, so why is she still so noisy?" ”

Without waiting for Liu Hongshan to answer, she immediately said, "I have heard my mother say that a young lady like us is very important, whether it is the people around us or the friends she makes. ”

"The so-called close to Zhu is red and close to ink is black, nothing more than that, I'm just worried that if someone makes trouble in private, Sister Ling will not only not get better, but I'm afraid it will be even worse."

Liu Hongshan's heart was beating violently, the chickens and dogs in the third room had been jumping recently, everyone was exhausted, she really couldn't think of this, and couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at the strict sister wrapped in front of her.

She knew best that if she was allowed to be free, Liu Hongling's life would be ruined.

This is the sister of her own mother's compatriots, how can she really ignore it?

couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Everyone used to say that you were a foolish child, and you only knew how to play, that is, you don't love female red poetry and painting, and you don't love archery and horse riding, which is the most useless." ”

"But once you know that you are motivated, your mind is so meticulous, and your aunt teaches you well, but you are self-motivated, and being able to listen to people's words is the most important thing."

Lan Jiayin smiled slightly, shook her hand, and comforted: "Don't be depressed, haven't I only understood things in the past few months?" ”

"Speaking of which, Sister Ling is still a year younger than me, maybe she is a stupid child like me, she is a stupid child who opens her mind late, this boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and it may not be necessary for her to be fine when the time comes."

These words made Liu Hongshan feel useful to a large extent, and the sisters looked at each other and smiled, synchronized side by side, their expressions were happy, and their steps were much brisker.

Probably because they were in a good mood, they didn't feel too tired after walking down so many steps.

After more than an hour, the group of people who walked and rested finally arrived at the mountain gate, and the long-waiting monk led them to the hospitality room next to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and when the hour came, they invited them into the hall to offer incense.

I happened to meet Lu Guozhang's family on the road, and Mrs. Hou also specially asked about the current situation of Mr. Lu, Mrs. Lu was obviously resentful in her heart, but fortunately, Mrs. Lu was not a fool, and her attitude towards Mrs. Hou was very close, and she finally put aside her face.

Taking advantage of the rest of the female family, Liu Hongxu went to his eldest cousin and asked, "Why can our family burn incense this year?" ”

"In previous years, no matter the prince who had a family banquet in the palace, at least he had to be the prince of the country, and the likes of the prince of the country came in turn, no matter how much he counted his fingers, it would not be our family's turn."

"It was your grandmother who went to ask the queen, saying that our family was destined to commit Tai Sui this year, and Master Zhihong said that if you can ask for this year's head pillar incense, you can have supreme auspicious luck and break the filth and bad luck." Liu Yunpeng said high-sounding words seriously.

In fact, it is not the queen who is planning for her son's future accession to the throne, although her eldest son died young, and her youngest son is only eight years old now, but it does not prevent her from being a mother and calculating for her son in the long run.

She felt that if she used the incense of the head pillar of Shande Temple to exchange for a favor in Chongbeihou Mansion, it would be cost-effective, so she would be gracious.

Otherwise, I don't know how many unlucky people in the capital who are Tai Sui, including many royal relatives and nobles, if she asks for the queen, she will be gracious, but I am afraid that the Buddha will break her head!

Lan Hongxu didn't know the inside story, and exclaimed: "The queen mother is really merciful and kind. ”

Seeing him sour, Liu Yunpeng was angry for a while, with a straight face, and asked this eldest cousin who read the sage book and read it stupidly, "The set of cloud-piercing swordsmanship that I taught you a few years ago can be practiced?" ”

"That's nature!" When it comes to his favorite things, Lan Hongxu suddenly came to his senses, even his waist straightened up a lot, and he spoke much more casually, "Hey, big cousin, why do you say that grandpa is so powerful?" The self-created swordsmanship is simply flowing and unparalleled."

Liu Yunpeng showed a smile at this time, nodded and echoed from time to time, and still felt in his heart, "It's normal to have such a cousin." ”

After resting for only two teas in the side hall, the monk came to invite everyone to move to the main hall.

Because the elders all believe in Buddhism, Lan Jiayin often comes to the hall, but no matter how many times he comes, he feels that it is incomparably magnificent and extraordinarily solemn.

The three bodies of the Buddha are enshrined here, which are molded according to the Mahayana teachings.

One of them is the Dharmakaya Buddha, the Buddha Virujana; The left is the Buddha of rebirth, that is, the Buddha of Lushena; The right deity is the Buddha of the body, that is, the Buddha Shakyamuni.

The three Buddha statues are more than two zhang high, and the golden wheel on the top of the head is close to the roof of the main hall, and the majesty is incomparably solemn with the treasure elephant of compassion, which makes people feel like dust and ants.

More than 30 people came in from the two families, but they didn't hear any coughing, everyone was holding their breath, and with the incense of Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Lan being offered to the incense burner, the first New Year's bell rang leisurely, which was really auspicious.

When she got out of the palace gate, she just collided with the second Xingguo Mansion, and a few words of greeting were indispensable, and it could be seen that Mrs. Liu's mood was particularly good, probably she really felt that with the burning of this incense, those unhappiness in her own family would be dispelled by the Buddha's light.

On the first day of the new year, the woman can only be outside the door, and the elders immediately entered the palace to congratulate the New Year, met the emperor, the queen went, Lan Jiayin followed her brothers and sisters to play chess, and played the pot for a day.

The next day was the second day of the first lunar month, and the married daughters were going back to their parents' homes.

As Lan Jiayin wished, she was soft just to receive red envelopes, and her mood was simply good.

Except for not being able to meet Cousin Shan, everything else can be called perfect, but God doesn't want to see her happy, and at noon, this trouble will come to the door.

Originally, everyone accompanied the old lady to talk funny, but Lan Jiayin talked to her parents and brothers very late last night, got up early in the morning, and dozed off after listening to gossip.

When I got to the ground, everything was clean and tidy, the bedroom was warm and warm, and there was an elegant jasmine fragrance, Lan Jiayin reached out and brushed the pearl curtain, feeling deeply satisfied.

As a result, the hairpin ring was untied and placed on the bed, and before it was much more comfortable, the brocade tent that was originally put down by Jinzhu was opened.

Lan Jiayin stretched out her hand to block her eyes, and asked in a daze, "What's wrong?" Is there something going on with my grandmother? ”

"Huh." No one answered, only a chuckle.

But with this chuckle, Lan Jiayin's cold hairs stood up all over his body, and the drowsiness that permeated his whole body disappeared instantly, and he sat up suddenly, staring at the past with wide eyes.

The reason why she was so nervous was because this laughter was low, and it was a man who made it at all!

But in the land of boudoirs, how can there be a man?

This is my mother's former boudoir, and even my cousin and brother can't trespass.

And this man can stand by the bed, so close to himself, and where did the maids who were guarding the outside go?

Let's ask, how can Lan Jiayin not be shocked by this situation?