Chapter XII

Tang Wanqiu touched the beaded webbing spliced on the sleeves and waist, and the ruffled skirt with flowing hem did not drive away the boredom in her heart. This lake-blue cheongsam was Tang Wanqiu's favorite on weekdays, so she wore it when she accompanied Gu Nanjun and Han Leng to play, but unfortunately Gu Nanjun's kid's mind was not to be his own good intentions, but he also lived up to her physical and mental love.

Tomorrow is going to Yunxiang Temple, heh, it is Yunxiang Temple, thinking of this, Tang Wanqiu's face showed a little smile, there, there is his own old friend. As if everything happened yesterday, in the sound of sheng, flute, pipe, and flute added to the strings, Tang Wanqiu, who was wearing a scarf, hanging her eyes, sticking cards, and combing her big hair, came out from behind the scenes on the stage, waving the white cloud sleeves in her hand, a delicate folding fan slowly unfolded and folded, and spit out the words in the sharp and translucent voice. sang again, it turned out that the purple and red opened, and at this time, the fully unfolded folding fan turned back and forth between Tang Wanqiu's soft and slender body, drawing an extremely beautiful curve, raising his right arm, and the long cloud sleeves were spread out, hanging softly on his shoulder.

When singing to the point where it seems to be paid and the ruins of the wall, all the way to the right, and then to the right, the shadow of the deep pink appeared in her eyes, it was Yunxiang, she came up with a thin embroidered fan in her hand and responded to herself, and her gestures were bright and lively.

It was eighteen-year-old Tang Wanqiu and Yunxiang, the years have carefully carved two beautiful faces like flowers, and the two wonderful voices are even louder at the South Wharf of Taicang, Suzhou.

Tang Wanqiu wanted to sing softly the words that had not been touched for a long time, but put them in her mouth and put them down, and the little emerald hairpin in her ear shook a bright halo on the side.

"Second aunt, your clothes are dried, and the slave will send them to the room for you." Liuyun happened to pass by at this time, saluted Tang Wanqiu, and was holding the master's washed clothes in his hand.

Tang Wanqiu remembered Han Leng when she saw Liuyun, and asked, "Liuyun, how is Miss Han now?" ”

"Miss Han? When I came back, I seemed to be a little unhappy, so I was sent away and slept alone in my room. Liuyun was thinking back to the scene just now.

Tang Wanqiu heard this and instructed Liuyun: "Oh, okay, you are smarter, it is the eldest young master who makes Miss Han unhappy, find more fun for Miss Han and tease her." ”

"Okay, Liuyun knows." Liuyun lowered his body again and said goodbye to Tang Wanqiu.

Tang Wanqiu was only one person left, so she closed her eyes and stood against the sun in the sky for a long time, only a warm red light was left around her body, her eyes became a little hot, and she slowly had some stinging, so she had to lower her head and hide in the shade.

"Hehehehe, brother, don't run, don't run." At the turn of the verandah, the laughter of Nan Yu and Nan Huai came out, "You can't catch up with me, you can't catch up with me." Nan Huai took a wooden carved horse toy in his hand, and ran towards Tang Wanqiu half-sideways.

"Hey, the second aunt is also here."

"Second aunt is good."

"Nanhuai, Nan Yu, be careful, don't fall." Tang Wanqiu looked at the twins with envy, and remembered her Qing'er and Yu'er. What Master Gu said would definitely find them and bring them to his side. It's just that ten years have passed, and I don't know if they are still in this world, and if they are still in this world, where are they? Are you doing well?

Tang Wanqiu will never forget that rainy night in the autumn breeze, the cold rain dripped down the thatch on the house and fell on the potholed mud and stones, the small kerosene lamp only shone a little dim shadow, Song Qing had fallen asleep obediently, Song Yu was still in swaddling clothes, crying miserably with the sound of rain, as if he knew that his father Song Yuanshan was framed and imprisoned.

The dilapidated door suddenly made a terrifying crashing sound, and the thatch was messily knocked to the ground, Song Qing woke up from her sleep, curled up and threw herself into Tang Wanqiu's arms: "Mother, what's wrong?" The two big eyes were red and full of tears. Tang Wanqiu was extremely frightened, holding a pair of children trembling, and Song Yu in her arms cried even more bitterly.

Finally, the door was slammed open, and the smoke from the rain outside rolled into the house in an instant, filling the dim light, and three stout masked men pounced on them like wolves.

"Who are you and what are you going to do?"

"Mother, mother." Song Qing's shouts were mixed with heart-rending cries.

The three men didn't speak, and directly forcibly snatched a pair of children from Tang Wanqiu's arms, leaving Tang Wanqiu alone to cry uncontrollably. When Tang Wanqiu rushed out in a panic, the sound of horses' hooves was getting farther and farther away in the rainy night, and it was a distance that she couldn't trace. In this way, she lost a pair of children of her own.

Tang Wanqiu came back to her senses, turned around and looked at the backs of Nan Huai and Nan Yu, and stayed in place for a long time.

As the day moves westward, the kitchen is also busy with curling smoke, and after dinner, I slowly go to sleep, and this is another day to pass the day.

In the early morning of the second day, the sky was white, and there was not a trace of clouds to be seen, or rather, it was all clouds. The maid urged each room to get up, and after eating breakfast, the Gu family and his party took the carriage that had been prepared to go to the Yunxiang Temple on Zhuge Mountain in Yudong to pray for blessings. In fact, there is a big temple in Yudong Town, but Master Gu spoils Tang Wanqiu, and every time he goes to the temple to pray for blessings, he must choose to go to Yunxiang Temple, which makes Yao Mei bitter, confused and confused and still makes up for sleep in the carriage: "Master, why do you go to Yunxiang Temple every time, Mei'er doesn't want to go." ”

"Mountain deep temple spirit, do you still want Nanhuai and Nan Yu to have a future in the future?" Master Gu frowned and looked at Yao Mei on the side, feeling helpless.

"Okay, okay, listen to the master." Yao Mei's voice became ungraspably weak.

Sitting in a carriage behind were Tang Wanqiu, Gu Nanjun, and Han Leng.

"Nanjun, do you remember your Aunt Yunxiang?" Tang Wanqiu asked.

"Remember, Aunt Yunxiang in Yunxiang Temple." Gu Nanjun smiled.

Yes, Aunt Yunxiang in Yunxiang Temple, Tang Wanqiu married Master Gu, and Yunxiang also followed, but she couldn't accompany herself in Gu's mansion. In the deep forest of Maozhu, she stood under the plaque at the temple gate, and said to herself with a smile: "Wanqiu, you see, this place is called Yunxiang Temple, and I am called Yunxiang, isn't Yunxiang going to live in Yunxiang Temple?" So Yun Xiang did a cooking chore in the temple until now.

In the next carriage sat the twins and some close maids, and the two naughty children sat in the carriage without stopping, playing between the maids' legs.

"Little Miss, Little Master, stop making trouble."

"Sister Qiaohui, if you catch my brother for me, I must hook his nose."

The mountain road is narrow and small, overgrown with weeds and ignored, and the bamboo forests cover the fierce sunlight above, and cage a good shade place. In the distance, a small temple is draped in yellow and hung on a cornice, and its corners sit on the mountainside.

Yunxiang Temple, finally arrived, the temple is located in the middle of nowhere, no one has repaired for a long time, the low temple wall peeled off the light yellow wallpaper to reveal the original gray masonry, was painted red on the temple gate, the bronze lion head opened its fangs and was buckled, bang, bang.

With a squeak, the temple door opened, and a woman with kind eyebrows and kind eyes and a navy blue headscarf poked her head out, it was Yun Xiang, she stepped a vegetable basket in her hand, as if she had just picked vegetables from the vegetable garden, looked at the Gu family and his party, and smiled with her eyebrows: "It's Wanqiu, you are here, please inside, Master Gu, the third aunt." ”

"Yunxiang, look, who's back?" Tang Wanqiu pushed Gu Nanjun on the right hand out.

"Hello Aunt Xiang." Gu Nanjun looked at the Yunxiang in front of him, although he was much thinner than a few years ago, he was still as beautiful and dignified as before.

"Oh, it's Nanjun, I haven't seen you for three years, and now when I see you, I've grown into an adult." Yun Xiang put down the vegetable basket in her hand, stretched out her hand, and touched Gu Nanjun's forehead lovingly.

Gu Nanjun lowered his head slightly and smiled softly.

The Yunxiang Temple in the deep mountains is very clean, there is no figure to move around, the master of the temple wears a red robe, is inserting a pillar of incense into the incense burner, the yellow incense pillar is lit up with wisps of cigarettes, rising into the endless white clouds.

A group of people from the Gu family stepped forward, saluted with the master, and stepped into the high threshold, the majestic prayer flag in the center of a god and Buddha treasure solemn, the futon under the knee is embroidered with exquisite lotus patterns, it is the most prosperous time, a needle and a thread are mixed with glittering gold powder, surrounded by a circle of unknown flower embroidery, try to ask the empty door to purify the heart, the lotus flower is not in the autumn pool water, Tang Wanqiu knows that this is the craftsmanship of Yunxiang. In the midst of one bow and one bow, the people told the gods of their blessings and repentance.

The winding path led to the secluded place, and Han Leng avoided everyone and went to the master alone: "Hello master, the little girl wants to ask me how my marriage is in this life?" ”

The master smiled: "The Buddha said, the fate is ice. I hugged the ice in my arms, and when the ice melted, I realized that the fate was gone. ”

Han Leng felt that the master was saying that he cherished the fate between himself and Gu Nanjun too much, and after thinking about it, he came to the edge of the bamboo forest in the courtyard, large and small ceramic jars were placed on both sides of the cobblestone path, the straight bamboo shook full of slender leaves of a tree, slender and erect, the bamboo dense might as well flow through the water, the gurgling mountain spring water was gurgling in it, the mountain height did not hinder the white clouds from flying, and the pieces of clouds were comfortable. In front of the palace of the heavenly king, two groups of majestic stone lions sit on the gate, the double dragon of the scenery is coiled on the door hole, one by one the dark blue and crimson wood carvings are embedded in the wall, people are always praying that the wind and rain are smooth but can not settle the love and hate waves in their hearts.