Chapter 220

That Yuan Ke's family was poor, and he didn't want to wronged Wang Zhao as a poor scholar, so he vowed to talk about marriage after high school. Now that Yuan Ke has got what he wanted, Wang Zhao's marriage has also been put on the agenda, and Wang Xiang is also extremely optimistic about this marriage.

Therefore, since the release of the list, the family members, led by Mrs. Song, have all devoted themselves to marrying Wang Zhao.

Fu Jun was thinking about his thoughts, and Shi Jiang walked over lightly and asked Fu Jun: "Girl, how many gifts did the maid choose from the small warehouse, do you want to pick one?" ”

Hearing this, Fu Jun remembered that it was she who said it, and asked Shi Jiang to pick two suitable gifts in the small warehouse and give them to Wang Zhao as wedding gifts. So Fu Jun smiled and said, "Take advantage of this time to take a look at the things." ”

Shi Jiang took the order, and after a short time, he brought in a few brocade boxes, Fu Jun pulled Xu Niangzi and Shen's mother over, and several people began to choose gifts.

Because the people in the mansion were busy with Wang Zhao's marriage, Mrs. Song didn't care much about the two heads of Changfang and Qinzhuyuan.

Xiao Song is a very eye-catching person, so he didn't come to disturb him at this time, but only occasionally accompanied Mrs. Song to talk in his spare time, and praised Wang Zhao's marriage with her husband Yuan Ke, which made Mrs. Song very happy.

The fifteenth year of Yuanhe passed quietly in a hurry, but in a blink of an eye, the spring of the sixteenth year of Yuanhe was approaching.

The east wind was gentle, but after a few days, the remaining snow marks were wiped clean. The spring flowers seem to grow overnight, dotted with stars, dotted with corners and steps, and it is not a wild fun to see.

In early spring and February, in a drizzle that swept the whole city, it came suddenly.

This year marks the fifth year of Wang's death. According to the customs of the Han Dynasty, this year's festival is a big sacrifice, and you need to do a ** thing.

However, the Wang family has been busy with Wang Zhao's marriage recently, and it is a little unlucky that this ceremony and marriage collide together. Moreover, there are not so many people in the mansion to handle this matter, and Mrs. Song is also lacking in energy. As for Ren. It's because I'm tired from overwork, and I haven't been well since the New Year, I'm always sick, and I can't bother her anymore.

Fu Jun already had an idea in his heart. As early as the first month, she took the initiative to propose to Mrs. Song that she should go to Lingyan Temple to do a seven-day ritual for the Wang family.

Fu Jun's proposal made Mrs. Song, who was struggling to speak, very happy, and agreed without a mouth. He allocated some additional people to come out, and took Fu Jun to Lingyan Temple together, and despite Fu Jun's refusal, he forced her to give her three hundred taels of silver tickets, and asked her to be a good student to cross and cross for the Wang family.

In the early morning of the first day of the second lunar month, Fu Jun took Shen's mother and others, holding an oil umbrella and stepping on the light rain, quietly left the house in the silence of the world, and was escorted to Lingyan Temple by Wang Jin.

Lingyan Temple is located on Lingyan Mountain outside Gusu City, east of Dongting Lake. Back to pick Xiangjing, there are many famous places such as Qintai Stone, Glazed Tower, Sun Moon Well, Washing Inkstone Pond, Wuliang Bell Tower, etc., the feng shui is excellent, and the incense is also very vigorous.

Because Mrs. Song is a devout Buddhist, not only a vegetarian all year round, but also every year on the Buddha's birthday to go to Lingyan Temple to incense, live in the temple for a few days, and the abbot of the temple Master Mingtong is very familiar. Therefore, before Fu Jun left, Mrs. Song had already sent someone to deliver the letter to Master Mingtong. After Fu Jun and his party came to the temple, they were treated with high standards of reception.

Seriously speaking, this famous mountain outside Gusu City is the first time that Fu Jun has come in two lifetimes combined. Although it is for the sake of the Wang family's rituals. made her feel a little depressed, but after seeing the early green grass and trees in the mountains, as well as the two blue waves near the mountain temple, Fu Jun also had a feeling of clarity, and swept away some of the previous melancholy.

The monk who knows the guest receives officials and ladies all the year round, and knows very well about the characters in Gusu City. Knowing that Fu Jun's identity is not bad, he doesn't dare to slack off. Respectfully along the way, they were directly led into a very clean courtyard behind the temple, and then retreated with interest.

Fu Jun raised his eyes and looked at it, but saw that the courtyard was very exquisitely built, with green bricks and green bricks, and vermilion corridors. The courtyard faces the water on one side, the mountain on one side, and the blue brick wall on the other side, and an apricot forest outside the wall.

At this time, although it is still cold in spring, the apricot blossoms have bloomed for the first time, and the slightly sweet fragrance of flowers carries the smell of rain, and the wisps float across the courtyard wall, so that the whole yard is also stained with a faint fragrance.

"No wonder this courtyard should be called 'Trace Fragrance Courtyard', it is really shallow incense and deep rain marks." Wang Jin looked at the courtyard and sighed.

Fu Jun said softly: "Uncle Xiao said it so well. After that, he looked up at the plaque hanging on the door of the courtyard, and lowered his head again, and his mood was gloomy for a moment.

But I don't know five years ago in the early spring of February, when the Wang family left, will there be this light floral fragrance with her, so that her journey will no longer be lonely?

Seeing Fu Jun bowing her head slightly, and the long gauze curtain was almost falling to the ground, Wang Jin knew that she was depressed at the moment, so he said in a harmonious voice: "You go in and settle down quickly, you must be tired after sitting in the car for more than an hour." I'll go ahead and see how they're arranged. ”

Fu Jun cheered up and said yes, and took Shen's mother and others into the hospital.

Although the area of this incense temple is not too large, it is full of colors. At the entrance of the courtyard are two upside-down children's rooms, facing three bright and two dark five main rooms, and three side rooms are built on the side of the mountain. The houses are small, delicate and elegantly built.

In the middle of the courtyard is a small courtyard, the ground is paved with a stone road, planted with a few plum trees, and there is a tall ginkgo tree in front of the west corner of the main house, at this time the tree is only a layer of fluffy light green, but it is also quite pleasing to see.

Shen's mother began to arrange everyone's accommodation. Because Fu Jun loved the tender green of the tree, he lived in the west room of the main house. A few maids lived in the pins on both sides, and Shen's mother lived in the west wing.

After everything was settled, Fu Jun took Shi Jiang and the others to a specially opened clean room in front of him and began to copy the scriptures.

Perhaps because he left the women of all sizes in the prefect's compound, Fu Jun felt that although the days of Lingyan Temple were a little lonely, there were also many trivial troubles.

After getting up every morning and simply using morning food, Fu Jun would take a walk in the yard for a while, eat and exercise.

At the beginning of the morning, Fu Jun would go to the main hall to offer incense and worship, and then go to the clean room to copy the scriptures until noon.

After lunch, I took a short rest, and then went to the main hall to worship with incense, and continued to copy the scriptures until the time of Shenzheng, and then I could really rest for a while. Fu Jun will still walk along the courtyard a few times, moving his muscles and bones. (To be continued.) )