Ru Xuan raised her eyes and saw the crystal horseshoe cake on the table, and pinched her fingers silently.

The Queen Mother and Mama Yan glanced at each other and looked at each other.

Ru Xuan replied embarrassedly: "Back to the Queen Mother, the slave maid was originally on an errand in the Huanyi Bureau. ”

The Queen Mother and Mama Yan suddenly realized.

If you can go to the Huanyi Bureau on an errand, you must have nothing else to do.

"Then ......" The Queen Mother wanted to say that Ru Xuan would go wash her clothes, but when the words came to her lips, she hesitated for a moment.

The emperor finally opened his mouth to send a palace maid to serve, but she threw people to do drudgery with this mouth, I am afraid that it is not appropriate.

"Slave, I've read some books and know a few words." Ru Xuan said timidly.

Can you write......

The Queen Mother glanced at Mama Yan and ordered, "Go and get a pen and paper." ”

"Yes." Mama Yan was instructed to go, and after a while, she brought pen, ink and paper.

"Good boy, can you write a few words and show them to the mourning family?" The Queen Mother said with a pleasant face.

"Yes." Ru Xuan agreed, got up and sat at the table, spread the paper smoothly, dipped the pen in ink, thought for a moment, and put the pen on the paper.

It was written by Du Fu, one of the two poems of Zhang Eighteen Members of the Water Department in early spring.

The light rain in the sky street is as moist as crisp, the grass color is close but no, it is the most lustful spring of the year, and it is better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.

After writing, Ru Xuan blew the ink stains that had not dried, and showed the written words to the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother took it, looked at it for a moment, and couldn't stop nodding.

Poetry is good poetry, and words are also good words.

Juan Xiu neat, soft without losing the sense of vigor.

"That's a good handwriting." The Queen Mother approving.

"Ru Xuan is just a few words that she learned in a private school when she was a child, and I am ashamed to say that this word was written by Shang Meiren after entering the palace." Ru Xuan replied modestly.

"Since you are literate, then go and help the mourning family copy the Buddhist scriptures." The Queen Mother said.

"Thank you for the grace of the Queen Mother." Ru Xuan thanked for her joy.

If you are not careful, you don't have to serve tea and water, you don't have to look at words and looks, and you don't have to do other work.

It seems that knowledge changes fate.

Ru Xuan thought teasingly.

"Okay, Mama Yan, you can take her first, the mourning family is also a little tired, and I want to go to sleep for a while." The Queen Mother commanded.

"Yes." Mama Yan answered, took Ru Xuan out of the warm pavilion, and walked to the Buddha hall in the main hall.

"Mama Yan, after the slave maid, will you copy the Buddhist scriptures in the Buddhist hall?" On the way, Ru Xuan asked in a whisper.

"Yes." Mama Yan nodded.

"So, how much do you need to copy each day? But what is the saying? Ru Xuan wanted to ask clearly, otherwise it would be another matter if she wrote too much or less.

"The Queen Mother has been unwell recently, and the time for chanting every day is getting less and less, so you only need to come for an hour and a half in the morning and an hour and a half in the afternoon, and you can copy for three hours a day." Mama Yan said.

"Then, what do you need the slave to do at the next time?" Ru Xuan continued to ask.

When Mama Yan saw her ask, she immediately laughed.

"Slave, did you say something wrong?" Ru Xuan lowered her head timidly.

"It's not, it's just that others always feel that they need to do more work, but do you think there is less work?" Mama Yan asked with a smile.

"Slave, got it." Ru Xuan replied with a blushing face.

With that, we arrived at the main hall.

Ru Xuan followed Mama Yan to raise her feet and go in.

In the center of the main hall is enshrined a statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva more than one person high, the surface is shining gold, as if it is plated with real gold, and in front of the statue of the Bodhisattva is a desk of incense and a futon for kneeling and worshipping.

On the left side of the statue of the Bodhisattva is a desk, on which are placed various supplies such as pen, ink, paper, inkstone, etc., and behind the table, there is a tall bookshelf, which is densely stuffed with scriptures.

"From now on, you will copy the scriptures here." Mama Yan said.

"Yes, the slave knows." Ru Xuan nodded in agreement.

"The Queen Mother likes to be clean, the things in the Buddhist hall, except for the scriptures, don't move the things next to it, if you have leisure, you can go to the small garden at the back, most of the places in the Lening Palace can be walked around at will, just a place, you must not go to it." Mama Yan explained.

"What, place?" Ru Xuan's eyes widened.

For the first time, I heard that there was still a forbidden place in Lening Palace.

"It's the woods outside the wall over there, you must not go." Mama Yan stretched out her hand and pointed to the wall on the right side in front of them.

That place......

Ru Xuan narrowed her eyes.

If she remembers correctly, that place seems to be the place where she and Shi Qi once visited Lening Palace at night to look for the queen's cat Daiyi, and she once saw the female ghost in white.

Ru Xuan felt that place was very suspicious at the time, but Shiqi said that she didn't see anything.

Now Mama Yan said that she couldn't go to that place.

It seems that that place is really weird!

"Mama Yan, why can't you go?" Ru Xuan asked tentatively.

Mama Yan mysteriously leaned into Ru Xuan's ear and whispered: "I heard that that place is haunted, and you can see white clothes floating around at night, and you can even see the firelight, but you can't see half a figure." Many people say that sometimes they can hear female ghosts crying! ”

"Really?" Mama Yan's words reminded Ru Xuan of the scene she saw that night, and she couldn't help but shudder.

"These are all rumors, and they can't be true, but that place is indeed eerie, you just don't want to go." Mama Yan got up and said.

"Yes, the slave knows." Ru Xuan agreed.

But there was a twelve-point curiosity in my heart.

She wondered if the female ghost she saw that night was really a zài.

"Then you should go and rest first, it's not early, come back to copy the scriptures after lunch." Mama Yan said: "The Queen Mother still needs someone to serve her, so I won't accompany you." ”

"Thank you, Mama." Ru Xuan bowed down and said goodbye to Mama Yan.

Then he turned and walked to his lodgings.

After a morning of walking, Ru Xuan was a little tired, she wanted to go back and rest for a while, and by the way, make up the bed or something, and see if there was a shortage of daily necessities.

The bedding looked new, neatly laid, not even half of the creases.

The wooden basin for washing the face, the rouge gouache and osmanthus oil that you need to use on weekdays, are all available, and they are all properly prepared.

Mama Yan is really careful and thoughtful in her preparations.

Ru Xuan thought.

Lunch was served in the kitchenette.

The meals are relatively simple, but light and delicious, which is more in line with Ru Xuan's taste.

After lunch, Ru Xuan poured into the small Buddha hall early to copy the scriptures.

What needs to be copied is the Diamond Sutra.

The Diamond Sutra is a classic of early Mahayana Buddhism, which belongs to the ninth session of the Great Prajna Sutra and is one of the representative works of preaching the meaning of Prajna and emptiness. R1152