The carriage stopped, and a young woman stepped out of the carriage with a little boy.

The woman was dressed in a goose-yellow placket and a hundred butterflies wearing a flower skirt, a primrose-colored eight-panel Hunan skirt, her hair was tied into a Lingyun bun, and a red gold dotted emerald inlaid jeweled hairpin was inserted, shining in the sun, but she could not compete with the pair of bright eyes under the thick long eyebrows. Gestures, graceful and elegant, everyone's temperament is fully displayed.

Look at the boy behind her, wearing a royal blue tuanhua carved silk robe, with a stone blue moire belt tied around his waist, his face is somewhat similar to the woman, but there is a sense of heroism. Obviously, he looks like he is only six or seven years old, and he walks not only with a brisk and skillful pace, but also with a very calm and powerful walk.

The boy walked beside the woman, and dozens of guards followed them straight into the gate of Cheongdam Temple.

The abbot and monks who came out to greet him at the door also hurriedly followed.

Seeing such a battle, especially with so many guards, Yin Pingru also saw that this woman must have an extraordinary identity, and she was by no means an ordinary eunuch's house.

Lu Qingrong thought in his heart, this time Qiu Muyun probably still failed to burn the incense......

But at this time, Qiu Muyun couldn't take care of anything for a long time.

The two people who had just walked in front of them, she had seen before.

It was Jiang Shi, the wife of the Marquis of Jingyuan, and Jiang Xuan, the son of the Marquis of Jingyuan.

When she married into the Sun family in the capital, she once went to the spring banquet held by the Auxiliary Government Mansion with Sun Yiming, Jingyuan Marquis Jiang Chenghua and Mrs. Jiang, as well as Jingyuan Marquis Shizi, she had seen them.

Although she can't remember the appearance of the Marquis of Jingyuan, Jiang Xuan, the son of the Marquis of Jingyuan, she will not admit her mistake.

At that spring banquet, the Auxiliary King specially arranged an archery competition for the young children of the noble family, originally so that his son, who was good at archery, could make a show. Unexpectedly, Jiang Xuan, who was only five years old at the time, held a special small bow and arrow, and actually won the prize against the children who were several years older than him on the field......

Qiu Muyun was a little hesitant at this time.

If you turn around and leave now, you will inevitably lose your dignity in front of Yin Pingru.

If she didn't leave, although Mrs. Jingyuan Marquis didn't have any communication with her at that spring banquet, she would definitely not have an impression of her, but she was not afraid of 10,000, just in case.

If Mrs. Jingyuan Marquis really recognized in public that she was Sun Yiming's wife, then she would be embarrassed in front of Yin Pingru!

Although everyone already knows these things, it is one thing to know about it, and it is another thing to be told in public......

Thinking of this, Qiu Muyun quietly retreated, got into the carriage, and drove in the direction of returning to the city......

Lu Qingrong, who had been paying attention to Qiu Muyun's every move, was secretly curious when she saw her like a cat like a mouse. I don't know who the two who just entered the temple were?

After the group entered the temple just now, they did not close the temple gate. Other pilgrims who come to worship the Buddha are still allowed to enter.

Yin Pingru took Lu Qingrong and Tinglan and also walked into Qingtan Temple.

As soon as Lu Qingrong entered, he looked around curiously.

The temple is lined with pines and cypresses, and the green brick road still has the characteristic humidity of the early morning.

The influx of dozens of guards did not break the original tranquility of the temple, but lined up on both sides of the corridor in an orderly manner, keeping it quiet.

When Yin Pingru and his entourage walked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, no one stopped them.

Lu Qingrong was hugged by Tinglan, and as soon as he entered the Daxiong Treasure Hall, he saw that the lady just now was kneeling in the middle of the hall and worshipping reverently. The boy next to her also bowed as she did.

Lu Qingrong looked up and saw a golden-bodied Buddha sitting in the middle, and a smaller Buddha statue stood on each side.

Lu Qingrong didn't know the origin of this Buddha statue.

In her previous life, she couldn't believe or disbelieve in the theory of praying to God and worshiping Buddha, mainly because she knew very little about it and didn't dare to make rash judgments.

Now I don't know if it's because of the crossing, although I can't believe it, but I have a little more sense of awe.

Lu Qingrong felt that he had never looked at these Buddha statues so seriously before.

Seeing the eighteen Arhat statues enshrined on both sides of the main hall, with different expressions and lifelike, she couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Seeing one of the arhats again, it was actually a posture of looking up at the sky, and Lu Qingrong couldn't help but follow his gaze and look up.

Painted red pillars and beams support the roof of the main hall in a staggered manner.

Lu Qingrong suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The air in the hall was calm, and no wind blew from any direction.

But above the roof, a very thick mahogany beam, perpendicular to the main beam, was a little shaky, and it looked crumbling.

Looking down, the swaying beams were facing the lady who was still worshipping.

Lu Qingrong was a little unsure, and felt that she should remind her loudly, but she was afraid that the noise in the hall would be displeased.

When she hesitated, she noticed that the beams were shaking more and more.

Lu Qingrong hurriedly stretched out a small hand, tugged Yin Pingru next to him, and pointed to the shaking beam with the other hand, and shouted loudly: "Mother! Mother! ”

Yin Pingru was a little surprised, looked up, and couldn't help but be shocked.

"Madame, watch the top of your head!" Yin Pingru shouted.

The guards standing by the door saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward and helped Mrs. Jingyuan and the prince aside.

As soon as Mrs. Jingyuan and the prince stood on the side of the main hall, they heard a "click", and the beam on the roof fell in response.

Impartially, it smashed right on the futon that Mrs. Jingyuan had kneeled on just now.

When Mrs. Jingyuan heard the loud noise, she subconsciously took the son beside her into her arms. The room was quiet, but she still had palpitations.

Lu Qingrong was suddenly a little afraid, if Yin Pingru shouted a little later, the consequences would be really unimaginable!

Obviously, everyone present also thought the same thing in their hearts.

Especially the abbot of Qingtan Temple, who had been standing next to him just now, was stunned for a while, and couldn't even speak.

When the abbot finally came to his senses, he immediately walked up to Mrs. Jingyuan, and repeatedly confessed, saying that he had not investigated in place before, and asked her if she was frightened.

Mrs. Jingyuan just glanced at the abbot, then turned her head to look at the beam that had just fallen, and instructed the guards beside her: "You help the temple to repair the main hall, and by the way, check the places next to the temple, and never have such a thing as today in the future!" ”

The abbot broke out in a cold sweat and didn't know what to answer.

Mrs. Jingyuan didn't pay any attention to him, and walked straight to Yin Pingru and the others.