The carriage walked around the alley for a long time, and then detoured from the east to the west, and then walked to the east under the west city wall, and went straight to Qingyan Temple out of the east gate. Out of the city, the speed of the carriage was raised. Because of the delay in the city for a while, Feng was afraid that he would not be able to come back before sunset, so he ordered the carriage to be as fast as possible.

For more than half an hour, the carriage stopped at the foot of Qingyan Mountain. There was no big road up the mountain, and the carriage could not go up at all, so everyone had to get out of the car and walk.

Feng had already prepared a rattan chair for the old lady to sit on. Several girls put on light gauze hats and were supported by the girl and the mother-in-law along the mountain road. The roadside is lush green trees, the grass under the trees is miserable, dotted with colorful unknown flowers, and occasionally hares and fawns can be seen scurrying past in panic.

When everyone went up to the mountainside, they saw a large group of majestic temples. In front is the main hall, there are side halls on both sides, and then there are three floors of halls in the back, and at the back are two rows of side rooms, which should be the places where the monks rest and stay.

Today is fifteen, and it is not the birthday of a Bodhisattva or Buddha, so there are not many pilgrims. Feng saw that there was no one else in the hall, so he let the girls go to the hat, and it was disrespectful to wear it in front of the Buddha.

In the center of the main hall is the Buddha, and next to it are Bodhisattvas such as Guanyin and Manjushri. The seated statue of the Buddha is about nine feet high and about six feet wide, and the whole body is golden, and it is said that it is made of pure gold. This one alone is worth a lot of silver, not to mention the carved beams and paintings in the main hall, the ground is light and visible marble, and the dragons and phoenixes on the big pillars are inlaid with gold.

The old lady recited Amitabha, then knelt on the futon and bowed sincerely. Everyone hurriedly knelt down, Feng and Aunt Li were on the left and right of the old lady, and the others were waiting in the back row according to their age.

The old lady heard that the sign of Qingyan Temple was very accurate, so she shook a hexagram in front of the Buddha, and it was signed. It says that the rich flowers are blooming, and Yu Qing stretches for eight words.

Good hexagram! Aunt Li said with a smile, they all said that the signing spirit of Qingyan Temple seems to be true now. These eight words could not be more apt for the old lady!

The old lady became more and more pleased, and asked them to draw lots to see. Yun Yi was eager to try it a long time ago, and hurriedly shook the hexagram when she heard this. Yuyi won the lottery, and she was very satisfied, and the meaning of the sign was also quite auspicious. Wan Rou also won the lottery, with a wisp of floating clouds painted on it, and the words "colorful clouds by month" were written.

It seems that Rou'er, this girl, will have a future and is destined to be a master. Feng said with a smile.

What can she do for a girl's family, she just wants to marry a good family and teach her husband and children for a lifetime. Aunt Leigh's two girls are about to get married, and they are looking for their in-laws. But she was not familiar with the place in the capital, so she could only rely on the Feng family to enter and leave the inner house with them. Let out some wind outside, so that the matchmaker can come to the door.

Wan Rou blushed and lowered her head, in front of her elders, she didn't dare to be as presumptuous as she was in private.

All the sisters have drawn lots, and the worst luck is also a winning lottery, but Youyi is still there holding the lottery holder and shaking it. Everyone naturally paid attention to her, only to see her frowning slightly, muttering to herself: Why is it a blank sign again? It's only three things, and if it's a white lot, I won't draw it.

As her voice landed, a stick also landed. Youyi bent down to pick it up, and after a glance, her brow furrowed more and more.

It seems that the Buddha didn't like me and refused to give me even a hint. Disappointed, she put the sign back in the holder and stood up. After kneeling for a long time, my legs were numb, and the most unfortunate thing was that I didn't even get a good omen.

There is always a white skin in the holder, and there is no word on it. Since it is a lottery, it is natural to want to know the good and the bad, and I don't know why there is such a white paper in the lottery. No one asked, maybe someone drew it, or drew it again.

No one else noticed him, but the old lady was distracted. She believes in Buddhism, and when she was in the south, she still had a small Buddhist hall at home, and she had to sincerely chant and worship every day. This time I came to the capital, and the bodhisattvas who were enshrined also brought with me and put them in her inner room.

Shaking it three times in a row is white skin, what does this portend? She couldn't help but glance at Youyi a few more times, combing her bun with colorful silk tied on it, and she was pouting her little mouth at the moment with the innocent appearance of a child. She has always felt that her four granddaughters are not outstanding, but she doesn't know why, but she has a lot of energy, and she can pick it out at a glance when she throws it into the pile. This may be what people often say about the eye edge and temperament, I don't know what the four girls will look like when they grow up. Aunt Cui's facial features are very beautiful, and she is full of charm between actions, but as soon as she speaks, she will inevitably miss when she acts. If this girl is well-educated, I'm afraid she will be very outstanding.

After worshipping in the main hall, everyone went to each side hall, and each Bodhisattva offered incense in front of him, and no one was left behind. After bowing down, it was close to noon, so naturally he had to stay in the temple and eat fasting. Feng also came to Qingyan Temple several times throughout the year, and also lit a two-pound sea lantern for Brother Han here, praying that the Buddha would bless him with a safe and healthy growth.

The little monk here was a little familiar with the Feng family, and led them to the side room where the Feng family often went to rest, and asked them to wait a while to go to the kitchen to watch the meal.

Feng Shi and the others climbed all the way up the mountain, without resting for a moment and bowing everywhere, and they were a little tired this time. Several of them are in a side room, either on the couch or on the kang, and they all find a place to lie down and rest. When I ate tea with the bar, I was refreshed again.

There is a large maple forest in the backyard of Qingganji Temple, and at this time, the red leaves of the trees are swaying, and people often come to see it. A few little girls had long wanted to go and see, so they begged the old lady and the Feng family.

When I was young, I also enjoyed a plum blossom and a view. Now that I'm old, I'd rather find a quiet place to lie down for a while than move a place. The old lady looked at the coquettish appearance of the granddaughters under her knees, and said with a smile, Mrs. Auntie, let their sisters go. The girl and mother-in-law should follow more, and then ask the little monks in the temple to take care of them, and there will be nothing wrong.

Aunt Li naturally agreed, but the Feng family didn't dare to say anything, only instructed the girl and mother-in-law carefully, and carefully told the sisters, watching them put on the hats before letting them go.