By the day of departure, the rain had stopped. Since Hua Ann had already said that she didn't need to go to ask for peace today, Xie An also got up and let the two maids groom her. Looking at herself in the bronze mirror, Xie An also had to be glad that she was a young lady, if she really dressed as a maid, just learning to wear clothes and comb her hair would be enough for her to die once.

After breakfast, Wang's mother came accompanied by the two little maids. Wang's mother is Rong's mother's younger sibling, and usually stays in a village under the old lady's name. This Zhuangzi can be said to have the best income, which shows that this Wang's mother is not a capable person or is favored by Rong's mother's relationship. Now in order to accompany Xie An to Jing'an Temple, she was transferred back from Zhuangzi. It is said to the outside world that Xie An is just two first-class maids, and it is not possible to have a stable old mother, which is also the grace that Mrs. Xie gave to the seventh sister. The elder gave it away, and Xie An even if he didn't want this old lady's eyeliner, he had to endure it and serve it well.

"The old slave greets the girl." Mother Wang took the two little maids and gave Xie An a blessing gift. The mother Wang in front of her was wearing a cyan chrysanthemum cotton skirt, and she was only thirty years old, but she looked very sophisticated. Xie An also kept looking at her, and didn't tell her to be flat, she maintained the posture of Wanfu and never got up.

"Hurry up, please." After Xie An finished speaking, he glanced at Ai Yan, and Ai Yan hurriedly went up and helped the person up. Mother Wang stood there with her head down, not looking at Xie Anyi in the slightest, but her movements made people feel neither humble nor arrogant.

"I don't know what this mother is called?" In fact, the day before, Aimo had already inquired that Rong's mother's sister-in-law was going to serve and go to Jing'an Temple together.

"The old slave's surname is Wang, and the husband's family is Yuanqing, the second steward of the outer courtyard." Mother Wang bowed her head and said.

"Then there is Lao Wang's mother." In fact, this ancient mother-in-law generally followed her husband, and this Wang mother should be called the Yuanqing family. But Xie An also pondered that since everyone called her Mama Wang, it meant that this mother-in-law still had a certain background, so she would call Mama Wang as well.

Sure enough, later Aimo found out that Wang's mother was actually a little maid given to the old lady by a nobleman in Beijing, and was later pointed out to the only younger brother of Rong's mother, who was loyal to the old lady.

Subsequently, Wang's mother introduced Xie An to the two little maids who came with her. One is called Bailian and the other is called Hongju, both of whom are to be brought to Jing'an Temple and used as rough maids. Xie An also recognized his face, mumbled, and went out first.

At this time, the housekeeper of the outer courtyard had already loaded several of Xie Anyi's boxes into the carriage. Xie An was also at the gate of the inner courtyard, bowed in the direction of the old lady, and took Aimo Aiyan to the first carriage. Wang's mother and the other maids got on the second car. The third one was one with a suitcase. The three carriages didn't look very conspicuous, and they drove out from the side door of the Xie family's old mansion.

Xie An had never made a carriage in his life, and he felt fresh at first, but as soon as he left the city, he disliked the carriage without a shock. Although it is an official road, it is still bumpy. Xie Anyi had just vomited out all her breakfast, and now she was weakly nested in the corner of the carriage, Aimo Aiyan rubbed her head in one way, and handed her a cup of tea.

"Girl, you're alright." Aimo asked. Their girls couldn't help the carriage tossing, the last time they went back to the old house was a long journey, the girl vomited all the way and then became seriously ill.

Xie An's face was pale, he waved his hand to signal them not to speak, closed his eyes and fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, I found that I was not very dizzy, and I couldn't help asking, "Where are you?" ”

Aimo was very happy to see that the girl woke up, and hurriedly went up to help Xie Anyi sit up, and said, "Girl, it's already here." Ai Yan went to instruct the mother-in-law to clean up the house, you rest for a while, and we will go down. ”

Xie An also asked Aimo to help her recomb her hair, tidy up her clothes and get out of the carriage. It was still morning when they went out, and now it was already sunset on the horizon.

Seeing Xie Anyi getting out of the carriage, Wang's mother hurriedly walked over and introduced the general situation to her. This Jing'an Temple is located on Jingyan Mountain, and legend has it that once upon a time a noble person in Beijing had made a wish in this temple, but he did not expect the wish to come true. Since then, the nobles have repaid their vows every year, with the arrival of the nobles, the incense in the temple is getting more and more prosperous, and there are more and more pilgrims who come to listen to the scriptures and chant the Buddha. The original small Jing'an Temple had to be expanded, and the original large forest behind the temple has now been converted into a wing room. They were now in the most remote corner of the courtyard, and although they were far away from the temple, they were fortunately clean and undisturbed. And they are all female dependents, and the courtyards around here are reserved for nobles, and there is usually no one, so it is safe.

"Girl, the meal has been delivered." Ai Yan came to report, "The room is cleaned up, and the girl can rest early." Starting tomorrow, the girl will go to the main hall every day. ”

On this day, Xie An also had dinner and rested early. She slept alone in the main room, and the two rooms next to her slept with maids, she was very relieved, and she had no dreams all night.

On the second day, Xie An also got up in high spirits, ate vegetarian food, and took Wang's mother and Aimo to the front yard of the temple led by Xiao Shami. They were greeted by the great monk in charge of the general affairs of Jing'an Temple, and Xie An couldn't help but laugh when he heard his "Poor Monk Law Wukong". This monk has a fat head and big ears, and he is almost the same as Wu Neng. Suddenly feeling that the atmosphere was not right, she hurriedly folded her hands again: "Amitabha, the master is polite." Only then did Wang's mother accept the eye knife that stabbed Xie Anyi. Although she is an old lady's person, she is still a slave, and she has no right to intervene in this kind of thing.

As if he hadn't heard the laughter, Wukong led them to the main hall and said, "This temple was originally taught by the master for the benefactor, but because the master has been in retreat recently, the lecture has been handed over to my second junior brother. The donor will go to the side hall to discuss the Buddhist scriptures with the second junior brother after a while. ”

Xie An also couldn't hold back a laugh and couldn't help asking, "There is Master Lao." I would venture to ask, what is your second junior brother's legal name? ”

"Second junior brother, law name: Wuyuan." Monk Wukong bowed his head.

It's not good to be enlightened, Xie An also said secretly in his heart. As he spoke, he walked into the Mahavira Hall with Wukong.

Xie An also sincerely worshiped the Buddha, and asked Wang's mother to hand over the fifty taels of sesame oil money prepared by the old lady to Wukong. The smile on Wukong's face deepened a little, and he promised to pray for the Xie family's ever-bright lantern, and took them to other halls to worship, and led everyone to the side hall.

There was a monk sitting in the side hall, in his twenties, very fair, Xie An also felt like a realistic version of Tang Seng. Wukong saw Xie An also staring at Wuyuan, thinking that she felt that Wuyuan was too young, so he hurriedly said: "Although the second junior brother is young, he is indeed the most wise in the whole Jing'an Temple. The master has already explained, and the second junior brother will be responsible for chanting and preaching the scriptures in the future. ”

Xie An didn't feel anything, she saw that there were already a few people sitting on the futon below, so she picked an inconspicuous seat and sat down.

"The Diamond Sutra says: All appearances are false. If you see things that are not like each other, you will see them as they are. Bestow it on donors. After speaking, Wuyuan glanced at Xie Anyi thoughtfully.