Chapter 23 Qing'an Temple Prayer

In order to pray for the peace of the world and the prosperity of the country and the people, the emperor stipulated that he should go to Qing'an Temple to eat fasting and chant Buddha for two days in April every year.

If she remembers correctly, in her last life, when she was praying for blessings in Qing'an Temple, she met Gu Hanjing for the second time, and at that time, she was bent on entering the palace, and deliberately bought Xiao Si who drove the carriage, and knew Gu Hanjing's walking route in advance.

In order to meet him, now that I think about it, it's really stupid, I don't want a good life, but I just went to lie in that troubled water.

After marrying Gu Hanjing, I didn't enjoy this glory and wealth, and I took my life in vain, which was really not worth it.

"Xian'an, but there is a problem, and he looks absent-minded."

"Ah......h

Wen Xian'an came back from her thoughts, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that her father was looking at her directly, his tongue seemed to be knotted, and he struggled for a long time without saying a word.

Her father seemed to understand, and then said: "This blessing matter, the emperor is here in person, and our Wen family must not be absent." ”

As soon as Wen Cheng opened his mouth like this, Wen Xian'an stubbornly held back the idea that he didn't want to go.

The three of them left the study, and Wen Xiaoxiao left separately.

Qingling ran over, holding Wen Xian'an's wrist, seeing his young lady's sad face, he asked worriedly: "Miss, but I was reprimanded by the master." ”

"No, it's a matter of discussing going to Qing'an Temple to pray for blessings."

"Miss, that's a good thing."

What a fart, she didn't want to see Gu Hanjing's face, Wen Xian'an raised her hand and rubbed her head, it seemed that she had to think of a new way.

"Second sister, pray for blessings in Qing'an Temple the day after tomorrow, you have to take advantage of the opportunity."

Wen Xiaoxiao stopped, smiled, and said, "Third sister, what do you mean?" ”

Wen Qingyue hooked her lips and smiled, took a few steps forward, looked at Wen Xiaoxiao, who was half a step away from her, and said meaningfully: "Everyone knows that the three young ladies of the Prime Minister's Mansion are all candidates for the crown princess, but everyone with a discerning eye knows that she is the only one who can sit on the position of the crown princess, Wen Xian'an. ”

Wen Xiaoxiao clenched her palms, a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes, Wen Qingyue sensed her emotions, and continued: "I have no power and no power, so I naturally want to be more stable, but the second sister, you are also qualified to sit in the position of the crown princess, the pros and cons of this, I don't need to say more, the second sister can also understand." ”

This Wen Qingyue is a smart person, taking advantage of the jealousy in Wen Xiaoxiao's heart, and Wen Xian'an has a big fight, and he takes advantage of the fisherman's fortune without spending a single soldier.

Wen Xiaoxiao is not stupid, she naturally understands Wen Qingyue's thoughts, but at this time, she is angry, where can she take care of so much.

Back in the courtyard, Lou was already sitting in the room waiting,

"Mother, why are you here?"

Lou Shi held Wen Xiaoxiao's hand, his eyes were full of pity, and said, "I came to tell you about going to Qing'an Temple to pray for blessings in a few days." ”

Although it is only a second room, she also knows a thing or two about this house, and she will go to pray for blessings in a few days, and she will go together as a family member, and Zhou's body is not good, so the lord allowed her to cultivate in the house and handed over the preparation to Lou.

This Qing'an Temple prayer is not a trivial matter, when the prince and the prince are there, if you can win the favor of the other party, this future days will not be worried.

"Xiaoxiao, my mother is looking forward to you flying on the branches and becoming a phoenix."

The leaves swayed, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves, and the dappled light cast onto the ground.

Wen Xian'an was lying on the soft collapse, sick, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, Wen Xian'an slapped his thigh, sat up from the soft couch, stared at the wooden barrel not far away, Wen Xian'an smiled.

It's only early April, the wind is slight, and she can still feel a slight chill, if she is sick, her father must feel sorry for her, naturally he will not let her go to Qing'an Temple, and a series of troubles will be omitted.

Thinking of this, Wen Xian'an got up, walked quickly to the wooden barrel, picked up the wooden scoop on the side, scooped up a full scoop of water, closed his eyes tightly, and splashed it on himself without hesitation.

The water wet her clothes, and a chill hit, Wen Xian'an couldn't help but shiver, thinking that the strength was not enough, she scooped up another scoop of water and splashed it on herself again.

When Qingling came back, he saw that his young lady was like an evil and poured water on him, his face was frozen white, and he hurriedly snatched the wooden scoop from Wen Xian'an's hand and wiped the water stains on Wen Xian'an's face with a handkerchief.

"Miss, you are just sick, why do you toss yourself so much."

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Wen Xian'an sniffed, sneezed, and comforted Qingling: "Don't worry, I have my own measure." ”

Qingling helped Wen Xian'an back to the room, changed all the wet clothes on her body, and brought clean clothes to change for Wen Xian'an, Wen Xian'an wrapped the quilt tightly and sat on the bed.

Thinking that he didn't have to see Gu Hanjing's face, Wen Xian'an was happy.

Please, you must be sick, otherwise the water will be splashed in vain, with a little fantasy, Wen Xian'an gradually became sleepy, and gradually couldn't support her body and fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Wen Xian'an sat up from the bed in a daze, stretched his waist, there was no familiar discomfort, Wen Xian'an sniffed hard, there was no nasal congestion, and he stroked his forehead with his hand, which was still the usual temperature.

The whole person looks alive, and there is a little bit of sickness.

Wen Xian'an was deflated, since there was no trick in this way, it was better to pretend to be sick, but this knowing daughter Mo Ruo's father, with Wen Cheng's understanding of Wen Xian'an, naturally knew her careful thoughts.

Wen Xian'an scratched his head and lay down on the bed, it seemed that this Qing'an Temple couldn't hide.

Xian Wang's Mansion.

"Lord, there is a spy report, I saw that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Miss Wen have a close relationship, and they went out to play together a few days ago."

Gu Zhanling's pen shook his hand, and a drop of ink splashed on the blank paper, a good calligraphy and painting was ruined, Gu Zhanling put down the pen, crumpled the paper, and threw it aside.

"What else?"

"However, Miss Wen is very indifferent to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Gu Zhanling hooked his lips and smiled, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip, it seems that Wen Xian'an does not want to see Gu Hanjing, otherwise the situation of the two of them would not be like this, and now it is a good opportunity for him.

Although he was named the Virtuous King, this identity is just an empty shell, with no power, although Gu Hanjing was canonized as the crown prince, he has no roots in this palace, no one supports him, and sooner or later he will fall from his high position.

"Your Highness, the day after tomorrow is the day of prayer for Anqing Temple."

Gu Hanjing put down the scroll in his hand, looked at Lu Wei on the side, and said, "Wen Xian'an will go." ”

I didn't expect Gu Hanjing to ask like this, hesitated for a moment, and replied slowly: "This is natural, Wen Cheng, as the prime minister, will bring his family members to move forward together, and this Miss Wen, as a concubine, will naturally not be absent." ”