Ji Zhun took all the four maids with him today, leaving Yao's mother to take care of Tianxing Courtyard.

Ji Zhun deliberately put on a show today, was surrounded by the maids and daughters-in-law, got into the carriage, left the Guogong Mansion, and drove towards Ciyun Temple in a mighty way.

Tsz Yun Temple is a temple in Beijing where incense is very good, and there is a small nunnery not far from Tsz Yun Temple, called Jiulu Nunnery, which borrows the allusion of the deer king Bensheng.

Although the Jiulu Nunnery is not big, the old nuns in the nunnery are gentle and compassionate, and are quite courteous to the female pilgrims in Beijing.

Therefore, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, when there is a temple fair in Tsz Yun Temple, the ladies and ladies of various provinces will also take this opportunity to come out to incense, scatter their hearts, and take a stroll.

Because Jiulu Nunnery is here, each family is more at ease with the travel of their daughters.

It is precisely because of this that Miss Tian of the Taichang Temple Qing family was able to organize this rally.

Ji Zhun sat in the carriage, his fingers twisting the jade beads hanging from the Yingluo collar, and turned his head to look at the curtain of the carriage.

The weather has turned cooler, and the curtain has long been replaced with honey-colored jacquard satin, but Ji Zhun knows that it is Baoying who is following outside the curtain.

From the first time she saw Baoying in this life, there was a question, and whether this question can be answered depends on today......

Horse-drawn carriages are rolling around......

The sound outside the car window is getting more and more lively, and the bustling hawkers are flanked by the hustle and bustle of hawkers.

There are meat buns, onion candy, meadow rope, rouge gouache, everything to be sold.

The coachman drove the horse into the alley, and the lively sound faded away, and the carriage finally stopped in front of the door of Jiulu'an.

Jinyang opened the curtain, Baoying helped Ji Zhun get out of the carriage, Ji Zhun stood outside the nunnery and looked, this is the back door of the nunnery.

A little nun stepped forward: "Amitabha, the female benefactor, please come with me." ”

Ji Zhun also bowed with his palms together and followed behind the little nun.

The little nun led Ji Cheng to the back door, and explained: "The donor is a distinguished guest, and you should have been invited to go through the front door, but today there is a temple fair, and there are many people coming and going, so I am afraid of colliding, so I opened the back door to invite each other, and the donor is not strange." ”

Ji Zhun waved his hand: "The back door is also a convenient door, there is Master Lao." ”

The little nun's legal name is Jinglian, and the little master of Jinglian is not very old, but she is honest and steady, and she treats people and things politely. Dressed in a gray cloth monk's robe, under the gray cloth monk's hat is a smooth and blue scalp.

The little nun noticed Ji Zhun's gaze, touched the monk's hat, and smiled a little embarrassedly.

Ji Zhun clasped his hands: "It's me who is rude." ”

Jinglian shook her head with a smile, and looked at Ji Zhun's black hair again.

Ji Zhun raised his finger and pointed to the top of his head: "Three thousand troubles, two lifetimes of red dust debts." ”

Jinglian knew that Ji Zhun had good intentions, but she was afraid that she would see the youth and young Ai, and there would be a gap in her heart.

She clasped her palms together, bowed to Ji Zhun Shen, and then pointed to the main hall in front of her: "Donor, Master Ciyin is in the main hall, the poor nun sent you here, please take care of yourself." ”

"Thank you, little master, for showing the way."

After Jinglian left, Brigadier Ji left all the maids in the courtyard, and he only took Baoying to the palace.

Ji Zhun entered the main hall, the main seat in the hall enshrined the golden statue of the Buddha, on both sides is the small statue of the king of heaven and Arhat, in front of the statue is a large incense case, the case palace is dedicated to fresh melons and fruits, the middle is placed with a large copper incense burner, and the side of the case is the untouched sesame oil wax paper.

There is a green cloth futon next to the table, and an old nun sits on the futon, the old nun has her eyes closed, her hands folded in the dantian, and she is reciting Buddhist scriptures in her mouth.

Ji Zhun couldn't guess her age, and her kind eyebrows blurred the years, leaving the wisdom to see through everything.

When Ji Zhun entered the hall, there were already many young ladies from the family sitting on the futon and listening to the old master's lectures.

Ji Zhun asked Baoying to fetch the futon, and she herself knelt on the ground and bowed respectfully three times.

Then he sat down in an inconspicuous seat and listened carefully to the scriptures.

Although she picked a corner, the official ladies present had already found out as soon as she entered the door, not to mention the extravagance she was wearing today, and she couldn't even find it if she didn't want to.

Miss Zhou of Honglu Temple's family and Miss Tian of this gathering are friends, Miss Zhou was a little surprised when she saw Ji Zhun coming, and she gently touched Miss Tian with her elbow.

Tian Shuangqin looked at Miss Zhou and Zhou Rong, who snorted into the corner.

Tian Shuangqin followed Zhou Rong's prompts, and only saw a fair-faced girl kneeling in gorgeous clothes and with fragrant temples, and she couldn't remember who it was for a while.

Tian Shuangqin retracted his gaze and asked Zhou Rong with his gaze, Zhou Rong looked around, and his voice was pressed to the bottom: "British Duke." ”

Tian Shuangqin suddenly remembered, who is Ji Zhun who is not the girl of the Guogong Mansion? She looked back in disbelief, and Zhou Rong tugged at her sleeve and signaled her not to be too conspicuous.

Tian Shuangqin was reminded by Zhou Rongyi, and she retracted her gaze again.

The two were shocked, and they had to ask each other:

"Why is she here?"

"Why is she here?"

Zhou Rong was about to ask again, but Master Ciyin coughed lightly, and the two of them immediately stopped talking, listening carefully to Master Ciyin's lecture on the Buddhist case.

Venerable Ciyin's voice is clear and clean, so that people can listen to it clearly, and after Venerable Ciyin finished talking about the public case, everyone was still unsatisfied.

A little nun came in and invited everyone to the small hall for tea.

Zhou Rong and Tian Shuangqin held hands, a few steps behind, Zhou Rong asked Tian Shuangqin in a low voice: "Shuangqin, but you invited her?" ”

This "she" refers to Ji Zhun naturally.

Tian Shuangqin shook his head: "Where do I dare to invite her, I will invite her, and I have to be willing to come." ”

Thinking about it, Zhou Rong looked at the back of the tall girl in the distance, and said to Tian Shuangqin: "Shuangqin, today is your group's game." You say, wait a minute, are we going to meet her and say a few pleasantries? ”

Tian Shuangqin listened to Zhou Rong say the salute, and his face was bitter: "Yes, I have to go to see a salute, but... But I'm afraid ......."

Zhou Rong also understood what Tian Shuangqin meant, who is not afraid of Ji Zhun in this Beijing? An official lady who can make the emperor personally give her a big red silk bullfighting suit, it is estimated that only the princess and others are not afraid of her......

The two held hands and came to the small hall slowly, and the ladies had already taken their seats in the hall. But everyone distanced themselves from Ji Zhun a little, and with Ji Zhun here, no one dared to speak, they all lowered their heads and drank tea in one gulp.

The whole hall was filled with the clanging of tea cups and porcelain, and the unnatural coughing of the ladies.

Ji Zhun sat on the chair and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

In the past, the ladies had only heard of her "deeds" and had not seen them with their own eyes, so when Ji Ya fell into the water at the Houfu Flower Fair, the girls were willing to help.

But after seeing Ji Zhunyang spurring the horse with her own eyes during the Queen Mother's birthday, she was a little afraid of her, more precisely, she had a sense of distance.

Tian Shuangqin saw the scene in the house, so he had to step forward with Zhou Rong, "Miss Ji, I, my name is Tian Shuangqin, this is Miss Zhou of the Qing family of Honglu Temple, Zhou Rong." ”