"I was worried about what was fun, and the imperial sister-in-law came." You smiled, the corners of her mouth turned up, and said: "The imperial sister-in-law is really an interpretation flower, and the imperial brother is so blessed." ”

"Where, my brother and sister complimented me." Jiang Shi sighed, shook his head, raised his eyebrows, and said, "No matter how good a woman is, in the eyes of men, she is just an outdated piece of clothing, which can be changed at any time." ”

After a pause, he looked at Jiang Ziyan and said slowly: "If your imperial brother knew that I was half good, he would not stay in the Cuihong Mansion every night." ”

How did you turn the conversation to the Cuihong Mansion.

"Hehe, I like the mandala the most, let's leave now, I think we can arrive at noon." Jiang Ziyan looked up at the sky, and there was not a trace of cloud.

The clear blue sky is like a piece of rinsed blue satin, which is so beautiful that people are reluctant to blink.

Such a sky is suitable for walking on the grassland hand in hand with Nangong Hao, so that the fragrance of the green grass fills the nose, and the beloved is by his side.

Worldly things are inexhaustible, if you give up the worldly and live in your own small world, I am afraid that the whole world will become different because of Nangong Hao's changes.

Those who are ambitious will provoke boundless war because of Nangong Hao's withdrawal, and the idle steel knife will be stained with the blood of innocents.

Everyone has a selfish side, if they all give up protecting their motherland and people for their own little world, the world will be in chaos.

"What are you looking at?" When Jiang Ziyan was in a daze, he looked at the sky for a long time and didn't speak, Jiang Shi was a little puzzled, there was not a trace of clouds in the sky, what was he looking at?

"Hehe, I was thinking, if there was an eagle in the sky carrying us, we would be able to go where we wanted to go in a blink of an eye." I had to find a random excuse.

"The carriage has been prepared, if it is convenient for my brother and sister, we will set off now, maybe we can have some fasting at Putuo Temple at noon." Jiang Shi is enthusiastic, and he wants to go to see the mandala with Jiang Ziyan.

"Convenient," Jiang Ziyan said casually.

Seeing that Jiang is so enthusiastic, he is bent on going to see the mandala by himself, presumably there must have been a stage prepared there, waiting for his protagonist to play, if he doesn't go, wouldn't it be the kindness of the Buddha?

"Spring flowers and autumn moon, bring some sesame oil money, let's go."

Jiang Ziyan was refreshing, and before he arrived at Putuo Temple, he prepared the sesame oil money.

Jiang served the instructions of the prince and came to invite Jiang Ziyan out of the city, thinking that this task would be impossible to complete, but seeing Jiang Ziyan's readily agreed, he was overjoyed and hurriedly ordered Yahuan to arrange.

Jiang Ziyan was in front of him, Chunhua Qiuyue was behind, Jiang's two maids were in a hurry to go, and several people laughed and left the house.

Jiang Ziyan came in a carriage when he entered Jizhou that day, and there was an honor guard along the way, and it was not convenient to look out, but now he was sitting in the carriage with Jiang, lifting the curtain on the window, but saving some nonsense with Jiang.

The streets are also lively, with the shouts of vendors, the sound of people bargaining, and the merchants coming and going.

Although it is not as spacious as the streets of the capital, it looks prosperous.

"Brother and sister, I'm used to living in the capital, and in our poor country, there's nothing to appreciate, right?" Jiang Shi was cautious and listened to Jiang Ziyan's tone.

"Not necessarily." Jiang Ziyan put down the curtain, twisted his neck, and said in a slightly lazy tone: "The capital has the scenery of the capital, and Jizhou has the scenery of Jizhou, each with its own merits. ”

"The people who come and go in the capital are all seeking officials and doing learning, and there are not as many foreign businessmen as there are in Jizhou." Jiang Ziyan looked out of the car window and saw that many people were different from the Northern Jin Dynasty in appearance, and they were obviously not from the Northern Jin Dynasty.

These people are of mixed quality, and it must be not impossible to do some spy work under the brand of doing business.

"Really?" Jiang Shi lifted the curtain on the other side, and it happened that a bearded and blue-eyed businessman walked to the car window, the man was tall and mighty, and when he saw Jiang showing a beautiful face, he snapped his fingers.

"Dengzi!" Jiang put down the curtain and said indignantly.

Jiang Ziyan said with a smile: "This person is really looking for death, if the imperial brother knows about it, the imperial brother will have to give him a hard time." ”

Women from wealthy families pay the most attention to reputation, especially the princesses of Shouwangfu, who regard reputation as more important than life.

"Shizi?" Jiang Shi sighed, his face was a little heavy, and he lowered his eyes and whispered: "It would be nice if the prince had half of the blood of His Royal Highness the King of Chu." ”

Jiang sighed, there are some things that can't be said in front of the two maids.

If he hadn't given birth to a son to the son and let the son sit firmly, the son would have already divorced himself and found another beautiful woman.

I heard that the prince made a head card called Nishang in the Cuihong Mansion, singing songs every night, fooling around all night, and sometimes not returning home for a few days.

The prince has never accused the prince, he just wants the prince to be safe.

In these years, the prince has not done a glorious thing, except for the reputation in the kiln, the literature is not successful, don't blame the Ouyang family for thinking about killing the son of the world, and let his son inherit the position of the son.

Don't talk about these words and Jiang Ziyan, even the two rings in the car are absolutely unspeakable.

Those two maids are obviously people from the Ouyang family, openly and secretly helping the Ouyang family, but they are not optimistic about the prince, and they feel that the prince will eventually lose his title and become someone else's defeat.

"There are many foreign businessmen here, there must be a lot of strange things, the day is empty, the royal sister-in-law brought her sister to visit, so that her sister also opened her eyes." Jiang Ziyan diverted the topic.

Originally, Shizi was a cynical master, and Jiang said that he had suffering, so why should he sprinkle salt on other people's wounds.

Jiang put away his thoughts, put on a smiling face, and said, "It's better for us not to come to this kind of mixed place." ”

After a pause, his voice froze, and he said: "This is not as good as the capital, some time ago, there were spies who came in and escaped on the way to the execution ground, and now I don't know where to hide, if I happen to bump into it, it will be bad." ”

Jiang said in his heart: My aunt, don't force me to take you shopping, you were bumped into by a spy in Northern Xinjiang, and something went wrong, I'm afraid that our Shouwang Mansion can't afford it.

"My sister just talked about it, and she went out shopping." Jiang Ziyan bypassed, and continued: "Don't you usually go shopping?" Who went out to buy the things used in the house? ”

"That's what my sister said." The Jiang family is clear about these things in the house, although she is not the main mother in charge of the feed.

"The firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea in the house are all distributed by special people, and even the clothes on the house are also sent to the house by special shops, and then the ladies and ladies of each courtyard come out to choose, and they will never show their heads outside."

"If you go out of the house and are molested by people of foreign tribes, won't you be the one who has lost your ancestors?"

It's even more closed here than the capital.

I thought that the mountains here were high and the emperor was far away, and the folk customs should be more open than the capital, shouldn't women gallop across horses like men, and go into battle to kill the enemy in wartime?

This is not the case with Shunde Province in Gannan Province.

It is adjacent to southern Xinjiang, and both men and women are proud of practicing martial arts, and they once competed with several women in the hall of the Yin family.

Thinking about it now, it was quite childish at that time, and it was not easy to punish others.

However, if they choose again, they will still teach a few things that they don't know the depths, so that they can know that there are people outside the sky.

"If there is a war, can the women help?" For example, transporting food and treating the wounded.

"Since Ye Laoguo Gong killed and retreated from Northern Xinjiang and Northern Goryeo in the early years, it has been peaceful all these years, there has been no war, and the women who have been on the battlefield in the early years are also old, and the children and grandchildren are full, who still thinks about their children and grandchildren going to the battlefield again, and no one has let their daughters practice kung fu." Jiang shook his head, his eyes moved faintly, and he slowly explained to Jiang Ziyan.

Everyone knows that the position of Princess Chu as the Marquis of the First Rank Protector is made by real swords and guns, and everyone is envious, especially the Jiang family, not only envy, but simply worship.

Whoever let himself only learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since he was a child, and he doesn't know anything about martial arts, let alone killing the enemy in battle, even killing a chicken in the kitchen will be terrified when he sees it.

This is close to the border, even if you can't go into battle to kill the enemy, you should also practice some self-protection skills, even if you can't protect yourself, you still have to know how to escape.

Jiang Ziyan thought, sleepy, leaned against the wall of the car, and met her six little ones.

Chunhua Qiuyue hurriedly protected the master on both sides, for fear that the master would make a mistake.

Look at other people's maids, but they have raised two things that eat inside and outside.

The car had their own thoughts, and they didn't realize that they had left the north city gate.

Outside the north city gate, in the endless grassland, groups of cattle and sheep are hidden in the grass, and occasionally there are exposed heads, and the size of the sheep can be seen.

The shepherd sat on horseback, humming a little song boringly, and the shepherd dog chased the scattered lamb back to the flock.

Jiang Ziyan didn't see this beautiful scenery, and he wandered all the way to Putuo Temple.

"Master, wake up, we've arrived at Putuo Temple." Spring flowers called out softly to Jiang Ziyan.

Jiang Ziyan opened his eyes, "This is here?" So fast? ”

"My brother and sister are really blessed." After taking a nap, the destination is here.

Jiang is a person from the past, and it is purely normal for pregnant women to be sleepy, but if they can't sleep, it is abnormal.

Jiang Shi lifted the curtains and said with a smile: "Brother and sister, please look, isn't it Putuo Temple in front?" "Through the window, a solemn temple is in front of you.

When you arrive at the temple, there is no reason not to worship the Buddha.

What's more, I have lived in the temple for many years, and I am still very attached to the smell of incense in the temple.

The coachman tied the horse to a birch tree, put down the pedal, Jiang and the two maids got out of the carriage, and the spring flowers and autumn moon carried the master down.

There is a merit box at the entrance of the temple, and if you donate silver, you can use the prepared Zen incense, and under the guidance of Xiao Yousha, you can bow to the Buddha in the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Chunhua lit the incense candle and offered it to Jiang Ziyan with both hands.

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, an elderly monk is chanting, the rosary in his hand is constantly rolling, and there are words in his mouth.

Jiang Ziyan had lived in the monastery for a long time, and knew that this was the presiding monk doing his homework, so he didn't answer, knelt on the mat, and bowed to the Buddha in a decent manner.

Stand up and hand the incense candle to Chunhua, who inserts the incense candle into the incense burner of the incense case.

Jiang's side also completed kneeling, Yahuan took the incense candle in Jiang's hand, and inserted it into the incense burner according to the appearance of spring flowers.

It was inconvenient to make loud noises in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, so Jiang lowered his voice and said, "Do we want to go to the back to pay homage one by one?" ”

"That's it." The Buddha also likes to be pure, otherwise why not make a loud noise?

Jiang nodded and walked out with Yahuan.

The presiding officer who was chanting the sutra chanted the Buddha's name and said, "Amitabha, donor, please stay." ”