Although Emperor Yongle believed in Buddhism and worshiped Buddha, he did not disclose it to the whole world, so the world competed to build temples and cater to Yongle Ye. The peasants of Dashun prefer to kowtow and burn incense to various local gods who have blessed their land, and although the influence of Buddha and Taoism is far-reaching, there are few pilgrims in Muniyuan.

Since hitting and the master into Beijing, Miaoyu in Suzhou Xuan Tomb Mountain Panxiang Temple buried for many years of rainwater also brought to the north, and the temple monks, she is very particular about drinking tea, the direction of the rainwater, the porcelain, the place of burial, all carefully selected, but a little unclean, she does not want.

Muni Yuan is their master and apprentice's place to stay and rent, Miaoyu because she is the daughter of the eunuch family, since she was a child, she was sick and bought a substitute that was useless, and she had to become a monk by herself, and later the family fell into the middle of the road, but she also had a small amount of money, and she raised her mother-in-law and girl by her side.

The so-called "stand-in" is a kind of person who often has feudal superstition: when he gets sick, he buys someone to become a monk instead of himself, in order to eliminate the disease, which is called a stand-in. Daoist Zhang of the Tieji Temple of Jiafu Family Temple is the stand-in of Jia Yuan, the second generation of Rongguo Gong. Stand-ins, only the rich and noble can afford to buy them.

Miaoyu buried the rain and turned around, her long hair was shawl, although the paddy field clothes made of silk and satin were wide, but when the autumn breeze was blowing, she could also roughly estimate the thickness of her figure, with the grace and grace of a Jiangnan woman, with a plain face to the sky, no powder, and a pair of thin lips. People can't help but sigh that this ruined temple has treated the beauty badly - except for the red plum in the corner of the wall that has been slightly colored.

Wang Yinglin and Kuang Liuhe came back from their sluggishness, Kuang Liuhe's face was swollen and red, and he became unsquinting, he was okay in gossip fortune-telling, and he couldn't speak in the face of other women.

The three brothers were standing on the right road in the courtyard, and Wang Yinglin accosted him: "Take the liberty of bothering, today is the seventh temple fair, we pilgrims come out to watch and pray for blessings, dare to ask the girl, why is your temple so deserted?" ”

"If no one comes, it will be deserted, if you come, you will not be deserted, and if I come, it will be even less deserted." Miaoyu didn't want to answer, for fear that three stinky men would approach, so she said and walked up the steps with a hoe.

Jia Cong suddenly saw it in the Red Mansion, Xing Xiuyan said that Miaoyu was "not tolerated by the power" in Suzhou, and the situation should be similar to now.

She looked like she was ignoring it, but it was also annoying, Kuang Liuhe said unhappily: "Girl, we pilgrims are incense to donate incense money to your temple, and there is no reason to refuse guests since ancient times." ”

Miaoyu was about to enter the temple without looking back.

Wang Yinglin was in a hurry: "Girl, we have a first prodigy of Dashun here, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and music, omnipotent, is Lao Zhuang Theory, Buddhism Zen theory, also dabbled, the girl does not want to find a cool place, tea, chess, talk?" ”

"Oh? I've been looking up for a long time. Miaoyu still didn't look back, entered the temple, and walked to the side of the hall, her tone full of ridicule.

In ancient times, the nuns, women, and Taoist priests of the temple and Taoist temples were able to enter the official eunuchs of the upper class of society because they occupied the name of Buddhism and Taoism. There are also grandmothers and young ladies of official eunuchs who secretly meet with temple monks. For example, in the Henan case during the Yongzheng period, nuns disrupted officialdom and almost involved the entire Henan high-level bureaucrats, which was well-known.

Miaoyu should think that they are this kind of person, she may not be the first time she has encountered this kind of thing, Jiangnan also has an open side, and her face and temperament may attract some people.

Wang Yinglin was not disappointed, but said excitedly: "Do you thank me?" This girl is strong enough, who can take her? I like women who don't obey in order to show our men's ability to conquer. ”

Kuang Liuhe: "......"

Jia Cong smiled, and the palm of the fan turned: "She won't come out to meet again, let's go, go to the temple fair with incense." ”

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In the clean room of the Muni Temple, Master Fahua sat cross-legged on the futon, her wrinkled hands plucking the prayer beads, Miaoyu came in, her eyes were still closed, and she was dressed in an old robe: "There is a distinguished guest visiting, isn't it?" ”

"Guest?" Miaoyu added incense, turned around and sneered: "What kind of guests are they." ”

"You are arrogant, Buddhism is always not strong, the girl of the Xing family made fun of you back then, 'people are not people, ghosts are not ghosts', so you can't know nobles." Fahua Shitai said: "Fang is the teacher in the back of the hall to look at the faces of the three people, the youngest son, should have died early, but, I don't know if it's my clumsiness, he is clearly a person who has changed his life against the sky, such a person, there is luck." ”

Miaoyu didn't think about it, and said, "Master, speaking of Miss Xing, isn't it his cousin?" I came all the way to Beijing and heard the reputation of this prodigy, and the year before last, Miss Xing also said that her aunt was the eldest lady of Rongguo Mansion. ”

"If you don't listen, we won't be powerful in Suzhou, and all our livelihoods depend on you. There are not many days of death for teachers. Master Hokko smiled slightly.

"Master......" Miaoyu's body trembled slightly, in her life, the Buddhist background is more important and influential than the family background, she became a monk at the age of three, and Xing Xiuyan began to be neighbors for ten years at the age of six.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are common things, so what's so sad." Master Fahua said calmly: "I don't have many last words, since I have entered Beijing, I will keep my life, and I will gather in the fire, and I will have a cool door." The nobles are not far away, each person has his own fate, and it is not a long-term thing for you to rent here. Amitabha, go. ”

Miaoyu closed the door of the clean room, tears couldn't stop rolling, where to go?

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The three of them came back from visiting the temple fair in the western suburbs and entered the city, at that time Zhang Maocai also returned to the Shanhai Book Society in Xixiao City, and praised the sister of the North Qinghe Factory for being good and wonderful, Kuang Liuhe said that he went to Ximen Muni Courtyard to meet a wonderful person, and praised him repeatedly, Zhang Maocai regretted it, and fell down in anger, scolding them for not being righteous, this kind of good thing did not ask him.

A few days later, the newspaper's Pegasus stopped under the stake under the guise of the newspaper: "Good news! Good news! Yinglin, the king of the Shanhai League, won the fifth place in the Spring and Autumn Period! ”

Several people came out together, and they were overjoyed, and Wang Yinglin asked, "Is there no?" ”

"If there is no other, I will win one." The newspaper said strangely.

Wang Yinglin felt embarrassed, and Jia Cong said indifferently: "Adding a lifter is a blessing for our Shanhai Alliance, Senior Brother Wang, you go to the Luming banquet, let's go to get the rolls together." ”

Kuang Liuhe staggered back a few steps, and was hit hard, and Zhang Maocai was bored.

Zhang Bang and Hair Roll are all in the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion, and when they go, there is a surge of people at the gate, and all the square scarves are fluttering.

Wang Yinglin accepted the scribe's invitation, but turned back, his face was extremely ugly: "Zili, my teacher is Qian Xihong, I asked the scribe, he dethroned your scroll, this Luming banquet, I don't want to participate!" ”

At this time, Jia Cong had already received the ink scroll and the red scroll, and stood on the right side of the yamen to look at the flow of people. Zhang Maocai snorted coldly, snatched it over to look at the Zhu Juan's comments, and was furious: "What a bullshit examiner! Buddha time, Zhenguan also do not understand, misjudge! This is a miscalculation! ”

After reading it, the three of them were all angry, looking at Jia Cong, who was speechless, and waited for him to make a decision, is it a counterattack? Or is it a compromise?

Fighting back against Qian Xihong may be able to find out more clues, but this is just a kind of revenge, and the matter has come to this point and cannot be changed.

Second, Qian Xihong has become Wang Yinglin's teacher, and the importance of lifting people to Xiucai is self-evident, and it is impossible for Wang Yinglin not to want to get this glory.

On one side is an ally, on the other side is an enemy, how to choose?

Jia Cong is faced with a difficult problem that can be called a difficult problem, how to deal with this problem, not only can see the courage and style of his alliance leader, but also can test whether the four elders of the Shanhai Alliance will break up because of this!