Xiao Yiran, who hid in the room and thought about it for an afternoon, never understood the meaning of "the sun and the moon together" and the words that Master Yuantong said to his mother. At dinner, Xiao Guoliang had not come back, the mother and daughter had dinner, although Sun was also confused by Master Yuantong's words, in the end he couldn't help but not ask his daughter, the master's song, and the meaning of another sentence. Xiao Yiran was naturally happy that his mother didn't ask.

After dinner, Xiao Yiran returned to the room and thought for a while. I thought to myself, since Master Yuantong didn't tell him directly, he must have his intentions. As the saying goes, the secret of heaven must not be revealed. I remember that when I was in Huayin, the twelve poems of Xuannu Niangniang obtained in my dream also seemed to have the meaning of not divulging too much of the heavenly secrets. Today's words of Master Yuantong also seem to have a warning meaning. The so-called prudent words and deeds are free from providence, which is nothing more than a warning to oneself not to show too many skills in the distant future as in the ancient times. In other words, in the Northern Song Dynasty, we can only watch the development of society along the established line of history, and cannot impose interference.

Xiao Yiran, who figured it out, immediately decided that he would no longer bother with this, and let it be.

After that, he went to his parents' room again, and when he saw that his father had not returned, he went back to his room to rest. Sitting on the bed, Xiao Yiran practiced silently for a while according to the mantra taught by Xu Ying's sister before lying down to sleep.

Xiao Guoliang came back in the middle of the night.

"Husband, why did you come back so late?"

"I don't want the disaster in the countryside to be so severe, because I have walked a few more places and encountered such heavy snow, I can't help but delay time."

Sun helped Xiao Guoliang to widen his clothes, and personally fetched water and served to freshen up.

"Have you had dinner?"

"I used it."

The husband and wife sat on the bed, and Xiao Guoliang asked:

"How about going to Wutai Mountain today?"

"It's strange to go to Wutai Mountain today."

"Sister Li, what's strange? Did you see someone? ”

"Exactly. As soon as we arrived at the bottom of the mountain, a little novice came down to greet us, and I saw that it meant to meet Ran'er. ”

"Oh, who sent the little novice down to meet him?"

"Master Yuantong."

"What?! Limei is talking about Master Yuantong? ”

Hearing Xiao Guoliang's surprise, Sun looked at him suspiciously, and subconsciously asked:

"Exactly. Is there anything wrong with the husband? ”

"Sister Li, do you know that Master Yuantong is a high-ranking monk in the world. Because of his physical disability, he has not seen anyone for many years. Even the last time the Holy Driver came here, Master Yuantong did not show up under the pretext that he was unwell and was in retreat. Have Limei and Ran'er ever met the master? ”

Sun nodded.

"Not only did I see it, but the master also invited our mother and daughter to the abbot for tea, and said a few strange words."

Without waiting for Xiao Guoliang to ask, Sun told the conversation with Master Yuantong in the abbot as it was. After listening to it, Xiao Guoliang also recited the ode a few times. After a long time, it is difficult to understand the meaning.

"What did Ran'er say?"

"Ran'er has been hiding in the room since she came back, and she must be guessing the meaning of Master Songzi, right?"

"Limei didn't ask Ran'er, but what did you ever understand?"

Seeing that Sun shook his head, Xiao Guoliang thought for a while and said:

"The arrival of Ran'er not only makes our husband and wife embark on a smooth road day by day, but also, judging by Ran'er's behavior, words and deeds since childhood, she must be a person with a great background. Otherwise, Master Yuantong will never meet you, let alone send someone to greet you. ”

"What the husband says is also what the wife thinks."

"In the future, if you don't mention it, it should not have happened. There are some things that you know in advance, but it is better not to know. What does Limei think? ”

"Hmm. I just can't figure out the meaning of the master's phrase 'blossoming and fruiting, its own time', after all, it is related to his daughter's lifelong event. ”

"I think the master's words are nothing more than the meaning of going with the flow and not being forced."

There is also the second half of the sentence, telling Ran'er to be cautious in his words and deeds, I don't know what it means. My daughter has always been polite and never talks much, how could the master say this? ”

The husband and wife thought for a long time, but they had no clue, and when they saw that the day was about to dawn, they had to put down the doubts in their hearts and fall asleep.

When I woke up the next day, there were still snowflakes drifting in the sky, and the snow on the ground was already only three feet deep. Xiao Guoliang looked at the weather, and it seemed that he would not stop for a while, worried that if it rained like this for another day, he was afraid that he would be stopped in Xinzhou by heavy snow. Hurriedly went to the Xinzhou Mansion to confess, and then gathered his entourage to return to Yanshan Mansion. Prepare to write a recital, report to the emperor, and ask for grain relief.

It took more time to come back, and it was not until noon on the seventh day that the group returned to the Yanshan Mansion. The heavy snow stopped three days ago, and there was a blanket of white along the way. It is said that the snow is a good year, but now this heavy snow has become a snow disaster.

After coming back, Xiao Yiran remembered that he had promised Lin Chen that he would write to him. It's been almost two months now, and it's time to write a letter back. asked Qingwen Musk Yue to prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and write a letter by herself. Although he had a lot to say in his heart, when the words came to his mouth, Xiao Yiran felt that it was inappropriate. After some hesitation, I just picked up some of the things I saw and heard when I came to Yanshan Mansion, and I talked about the general process of going to Xinzhou and going to Wutai Mountain to worship the Buddha and make a wish. Of course, it is not easy for Xiao Yiran to write the words of meeting Master Yuantong into the letter.

After writing the letter, Xiao Yiran took out the painting that Lin Chen had painted for himself again, looked at it, and his thoughts flew back to Bianliang. Lin Chen's shadow was all in his mind, and he would think for a while, what was Lin Chen doing now, was he also thinking about himself? After a while, I thought, I don't know if it snows in Bianliang, is it also so big?

"Miss, is the letter ready?"

"Okay, seal it up first, and send it in a few days. With such a heavy snowfall, I'm afraid that the post station will not be able to come here. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Xiao Xing coming from outside, holding a letter in her hand, waving it, and saying to Xiao Yiran:

"Miss, Bianliang has sent a letter."

"Who's the letter?"

Xiao Yiran spoke, took the letter from Xiao Xing's hand, looked at the handwriting on the cover, and recognized it at a glance, it was not Lin Chen's handwriting. Who would write it to himself?

At this time, Musk Yue had already brought a paper cutter, Xiao Yiran took it, cut the letter open, pulled out the letter paper, didn't look at the content first, and turned to the end to see the payment. I saw that at the end of the letter, the word "Zhao Heng" was written. I thought to myself, in such weather, only the royal letters could still be unimpeded. Then, I took a closer look at the contents of the letter.

After reading it, I saw that there were not many unexpected words in the letter, it was just to ask myself if the road was smooth when I came, whether I was adapting to the local climate of Yanshan Mansion, and whether I liked the sheathed knife given to me. However, reading between the lines, Xiao Yiran still saw that Zhao Heng was sincerely concerned about himself. If you don't consider Zhao Heng's identity and future status, he is undoubtedly a rare young man. In many ways, Zhao Heng's excellence is no worse than Lin Chen.

It's just ......, thinking of this, Xiao Yiran couldn't help but feel a little upset.