Late Chun's eyelashes drooped, and there was a moment of silence.

Qiu Sheng glanced at her and seemed to smile: "But you disappointed your aunt?" He is not a person who mourns the emperor, so he naturally has no old thoughts about the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and he only cooperates with Lord Xingshou for his own ......"

"It doesn't matter." Chi Chun quickly interrupted, looked up and smiled, "What your reason is, it doesn't matter." As long as the purpose is the same, former enemies can also stand side by side. Besides, how many of our people are really thinking about the revival of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty? Each has his own plans, and there is no one missing you. ”

Qiu Sheng raised his eyebrows lightly, and pouted with complicated awe: "In the extraordinary world, you should use extraordinary means...... It's worthy of the Imperial History......"

Chi Chun wanted to remind him that he had the wrong name. Imperial history, these two words that were once infinitely beautiful, have become taboo in the new dynasty.

However, she did not speak. Just picked a spring flower, loosened his fingertips, and let the goose-yellow flowers go away with the wind.

There are thousands of people in the world, there are thousands of ways to live, but when spring comes, they can still sit down and drink a cup of Tusu wine together.

There are no regrets on the road.

It's getting warmer by the day. Sheng Jing's purple and red flowers and bones are playing, and the city is full of green willows like smoke, spring and Jingming.

When Shen Yin arrived at Wanshou Temple, he looked at the peony flowers under the Buddha shrine and smiled: "In the pure place of Buddhism, there are also delicate flowers like Xu?" The heart master is too broken. ”

"Ah, I was busy a while ago, I didn't notice that when the weather was warm, there was a peony." The nun who was called to the heart of the master smiled, but instead took a gourd scoop and scooped water to water the flowers.

The place where the Buddha gate is pure, and the Buddha shrine is solemn. Under the lotus seat, the peony is in a variety of postures, and it is always a little out of place.

The master poured the water very seriously, looked up and handed the gourd to Shen Yin: "All things have spirits, and all have Buddha nature. The girl doesn't look at each other. Since the Holy Punishment Girl has come to my Buddhist Province, from now on, the girl will be responsible for raising this flower. ”

"Raising flowers?" It was an errand that the woman was happy about, but she still couldn't help but be slightly surprised, "This is called saving?" I thought I had to copy the scriptures, listen to the chanting, and twist the Buddha's incense every day. ”

Master Lixin folded his hands together and smiled lightly: "Amitabha." All kinds of freedom in the Dharma, the Buddha to find in the heart. During the girl's stay in the temple, as long as she raises this flower, she will be saved. ”

Shen Yin raised his eyebrows, looked at his heart, and saw that the latter's eyebrows were calm, not as if they were fake, so he closed ten and thanked him.

Liuxiang helped her tidy up the guest room, sweep the front and back, and put away the sundries, the nunnery was not as good as the Hou Mansion, and Shen Yin had to do it himself, and the two were busy until dusk.

Liuxiang was naturally full of grievances: "The girl is a dignified daughter, when have you ever suffered this kind of hardship?" I finally recovered from the cold illness that fell into the water, and I want to come to this place to suffer again! ”

Shen Yin twisted the Buddha incense, smoked the little flying insects that were lively in spring, and quipped: "I haven't disliked it as the master, but you are full of complaints first." The saint punished me to save it, but do you still want to come and enjoy the blessings? I only brought one of you, and you will teach me to do some work in the future, otherwise I will not be able to get by. ”

Liuxiang sighed and said angrily: "Girl, it's not that the slave can't endure hardship, but I don't understand what the saint thinks!" The saint has always loved you, and it is not your fault that you fell into the water, so why should you bear this suffering! ”

"To show the people of the world, the face of the heavenly family is expensive, and it is better to save it." There were only two women in the guest room, and Shen Yin had no scruples about speaking.

Liuxiang had to swallow his breath back, helped Shen Yin to rest, and did not forget to put the medicine jar and medicine stove brought by the Hou Mansion away, and the smell of medicine suddenly disappeared the Buddha incense.

The two of them were tired of traveling and driving, and the dinner was the meal in the temple, and they felt that the tongue was tasteless, and the mountains only smelled the birds and insects hissing and thawing the spring water, and it was also very boring for a long night.

Shen Yin copied the Buddhist scriptures in the room, so he asked a few words of incense, went out by himself, walked along the path of the back mountain, looked at the mountain scenery, and relieved the boredom.

Wanshan Temple is a nunnery, not a big temple, the Buddha is solemn in the twilight, the bell is far away, the bluestone slab path accumulates a layer of fallen willows, it seems that it is deliberately not swept, just let the green leaves cage freely, the most lively is only the thick Buddha incense in the copper altar, crackling and burning in full swing.

Everything is so quiet that it is like a dream, which can make people feel like a trance in the present world, clearly hear their own heartbeat, and the osmanthus falling in the forest.

And Shengjing City under the mountain, thousands of lights are full of flowers, more like a flashing painting in the lanterns, with an extremely real sense of alienation.

Shen Yin walked along the mountain road, and suddenly saw a side hall in the back temple, with orange lights.

It stands to reason that the disciples of Buddhism have rested early, and then they can't sleep, they should also go to the Buddhist hall to burn incense, and confess that the two sentences are uneasy, and there is no reason that the temple is still lit.

Shen Yin was puzzled. I had the courage to go to the side hall, and looked in through the screen window illuminated by the candlelight, and before I could see clearly whether it was a person or a ghost, I heard an initiative inside.

"The girl is destined to find this place, so please come in. The poor nun's tea has just been fried, and she can pour a cup for the girl. ”

Shen Yin was relieved. Pushing the door in, he was a little embarrassed to the person in front of the book: "Master Xin, offended." It's me who lost the boudoir first. ”

Mrs. Lixin still smiled faintly, and didn't say much, but just took the hot tea that was still boiling in water, and poured a full jade bucket for the woman.

"The tea is good, the guests are there, that's all. I'm not polite or rude in Wanshan Temple, girl, please. ”

It's a very simple sentence. Just like ordinary coarse leaf tea, it is not as good as Shengjing's tribute tea, but it has an aftertaste that penetrates into the bottom of my heart.

Shen Yin smiled. I sat down and tasted tea, took a sip, and my eyes suddenly became bright in the white air.

"Hong Jiangong once listed the twenty water rankings in the world in "Sencha Water Records", among which Jiangzhou Lushan Kangwang Valley Curtain Water won the championship. Tea is ordinary tea leaves, which water ...... Oh, the heart is too much, pay attention to it. Shen Yin spit out this sentence with admiration, and the tip of his eyebrows was already with a cold temptation.

Those who can understand the "twenty best water in the world" are not Xialiba people, and those who can obtain Jiangzhou water thousands of miles away in Lanling are even more white snow in the white snow in spring.

Of course, being able to drink these twenty good water in one gulp can only be supported by a family background like Shen Yin, but even if it is the Hou Mansion, because of the distance, it will not really cost two silver to go to other states to get water for a cup of tea.

Mrs. Lixin put down the teacup, and sighed comfortably in the aftertaste of the tea: "It is worthy of being the daughter of the Hou Mansion, good eyesight." Yes, it is the curtain water of Kangwang Valley in Lushan, Jiangzhou. For a few months a year, the poor nuns would go to Jiangzhou to carry water back with a special silver bucket. ”

Thousands of miles away, just to get good water, a cup of coarse tea, the waterway has a good future.

Daintily. There is a kind of person who is almost obsessive and exquisite.

Shen Yin didn't speak. A few years flashed in her heart, and the sage asked her to come here to save it, Wanshan Temple is a pure place that has something to do with the heavenly family, and it stands to reason that there will be no people with ghosts in their backgrounds.

"Is the girl suspicious of the poor nun?" He naturally opened his mouth, raised his eyes and smiled, "The tea is almost cold." ”

Shen Yin's fingertips rubbed the teacup, as if smiling: "...... It doesn't matter if the tea is cold, if the heart is cold, it's not good. ”