Rong Ning walked out of the wing room, and said to the guards on the side as if unintentionally: "I'll go out for a walk, and I'll be back in a while, don't come with me." ”

The guard responded respectfully, and Rong Ning sighed: "I have to take a good look at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of this Kailian Temple." After saying that, she stole a glance at the guard, saw the puzzled look in his eyes, thought that he understood what she meant, patted his stiff shoulder, and turned around and went out in satisfaction.

If she knew, he was just wondering why Rong Ning's braids were crooked today, and he didn't know if Rong Ning would have cried out in the first place.

She was unfamiliar with the way to the Scripture Pavilion, so she called a monk to accompany her, who wore a blue-gray robe with wide sleeves, no different from other monks. Rong Ning saw that he was kind and kind, and he was not too young, so he accosted: "How long has Master been in this temple?" ”

"Amitabha." The monk made a Buddhist salute and said, "The old man has been here for 50 years, but the donor goes to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to borrow the classics?" ”

Rong Ning smiled: "No." It's just that there are countless monasteries in this capital, why is your scripture pavilion available for borrowing? She remembered that this scripture pavilion was an important place for Buddhist temples, and other places were hidden like treasures, and children without grade could not even touch the footers of the books.

The monk was still kind and kind, and said: "The Buddhist scriptures are meant to be borrowed by others, otherwise no matter how advanced the Dharma is, it will be just a pile of waste paper." What's more, no one dares to covet the Buddha scroll of Kailian Temple. ”

The second half of the sentence is the point, right? Rong Ning raised his eyebrows, most of the temples were afraid that the essence of the temple would be learned, but the most important thing was that they were afraid that some people would steal and play tricks, so they forcibly borrowed it but did not return it. The Daliang Dynasty values Buddhism, and Kailian Temple has experienced turmoil in the capital for a hundred years without falling, who dares to bully it?

At this moment, the two of them had already walked to a quiet path in front of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion between their conversations. Rong Ning accosted him without saying a word, seeing that the status of this monk with the Dharma name Qingming in the temple should not be low, she looked grim and asked: "Master Qingming, someone is going to make trouble in Kailian Temple, do you care or not?" ”

Master Qingming muttered: "Amitabha, in the temple's extra-earthly affairs, the old man will interfere, but if he is outside the mountain gate, then the old man can do nothing." ”

This old bald donkey didn't shirk it. Rong Ning was overjoyed and said, "Since it is within the mountain gate, otherwise I wouldn't dare to bother Master." ”

"My indisputable maid was kidnapped by a traitor when he was incense today, and the other party didn't know what the reason was, so he only said that if he wanted to save people, he could only come to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to meet, otherwise he would kill my maid."

"That maid has been with me for more than ten years, I really can't bear her suffering, not to mention that here is a human life, and she can create a seventh-level floating slaughter."

"Besides, that traitor invited the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to meet, could it be that he would be a disciple of your Kailian Temple?"

Rong Ning said truthfully and falsely, observing Master Qingming's expression all the way, seeing that his face did not change, he was still compassionate and compassionate, I don't know if it was the self-cultivation and cultivation temperament cultivated by immersing himself in Buddhism for several years, or suppressing his feelings, and said: "Naturally, I also believe that the disciples of Kailian Temple are all good disciples, but the incident happened in Kailian Temple, and the master should also show our master and servant a clear way." ”

Finally, Master Qingming spoke, and his tone was a little helpless: "Shi wants the old man to do something, just give orders." ”

Rong Ning was overjoyed and whispered something in his ear.

*******

The east wing room is like Lin's residence

Jin Er cautiously approached Yan Rulin: "Miss, it's done." ”

Yan Rulin crossed Erlang's legs, supported her head with her right hand, and lay on her side on the soft collapse, obviously in a good mood. She turned her head coldly and glanced at Jin'er, and her scalp was numb when she looked at her, "Do you know what will happen if this thing can't be done?" ”

Jin Er knelt down, his head was full of cold sweat, and he hurriedly said: "The slave knows it, Miss don't worry." ”

She and Yin'er were bought into the General's Mansion together, and Yin'er has supported her over the years, and the sisterhood has long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow. Now, Yin'er failed to stop the situation, so that the master lost face, and was broken by the master's legs, picked off the tendon and sold it......

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shudder when she thought of Yin'er's legs that were soaked in blood.

After a while, the guards outside the door came to report: "Miss Qiyu, the county lord of Qingyang has entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion." ”

The moment she heard the words "Qingyang County Lord", Yan Rulin's eyes were dyed with anger, and she couldn't help but throw the cushion at the guard: "What kind of county lord is just a pheasant with phoenix feathers." I'd like to see if anyone else wants this unchaste county lord? Hahaha......"

The guard was beaten, lowered his head and hurriedly echoed: "Yes, yes, the slave Shicai made a mistake." ”

Rong Ning walked into the Scripture Pavilion and looked around at the layout inside. In front of the pavilion sat a monk, who seemed to be in charge of the pavilion.

Rong Ning stepped forward and arched his hand: "In Xia Rong Ning, I heard that someone is waiting here, I don't know if the little master knows a little bit about it?" ”

The monk had a fat head and big ears, but he was not as cute as Maitreya Buddha, hearing Rong Ning say this, he squinted his eyes and looked at her carefully, a trace of treachery flashed in his eyes, but he pretended to be impatient on his face: "Go, Buddhism is important, how can anyone wait for you here." ”

Seeing him like this, Rong Ning put his mind at ease and said, "Then I'm sorry, I'm sorry to disturb the little master, I'll leave here." ”

She was about to go out, and as soon as she stepped on the threshold, a voice sounded from behind: "Eh, I said, don't go." I remembered that someone was indeed looking for him, and that person had entered the Hexagonal Pavilion. ”

The scripture pavilion of Kailian Temple is divided into poetry pavilion, book pavilion, ritual pavilion, music pavilion and hexagonal pavilion. Among them, the Poetry, Books, Rites and Music Pavilion can be entered at will, while the Hexagonal Pavilion is on the top floor, and only special disciples can enter with permission.

If Rong Ning was a person who was eager to save people but lost his sense of proportion at this time, I am afraid that he would enter the Hexagonal Pavilion with his head covered. And as the monk said, Buddhism is important, even if she, a half-hung royal relative, rushes in, it is a loss. Fortunately, she kept an eye on it, and she specially got close to the Qingming master.

Yes, before going to and from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, she deliberately pretended to be lost, looked around, pulled a robe on the outside, and at first glance it was not an ordinary monk's master to walk together, but she didn't expect to really let her run into it, even if Master Qingming is not the abbot in the temple, he is also a master who says the same.

Rong Ning was about to walk in the direction he pointed, but the monk stopped her from behind: "Eh, wait, can you enter the Hexagonal Pavilion?" ”

Before Rong Ning could make a sound, he heard him say again: "However, if you can pay some sesame oil money......

It's all in this place, Rong Ning is not in a hurry, and wants to tease him: "Eh, son, I lost my maid today, and I don't have a copper plate on my body," she shook her head as she walked back, "It's better not to enter this hexagonal pavilion." ”

The monk was in a hurry, he was invited to do things for others, but he saw that this man was not a man or a woman dressed quite decently, and he wanted to squeeze it, but he didn't expect it to be an iron rooster with a hair. He suppressed his anger and accompanied the smiling face: "Childe said that he was laughing, the Hexagon Pavilion is nothing great, you just go in." ”