Luoxia Temple, formerly known as Yulu Temple, is located in the south of the suburbs of Beijing, on Qingtai Mountain.

In addition to the royal Zhuangzi, there are also many farmers living at the foot of the mountain.

When Yan Taizu raised the army, he was in trouble here, blessed by the temple, and later got the help of the monks in the temple, and together with the ancestors of the Jun family, he overthrew the tyranny of the previous dynasty and created the Great Yan Dynasty.

After Yan Taizu established the dynasty, he remembered that he fled here and the appearance of the mountain full of golden glow, so he changed the name of the temple to Luoxia Temple, and set it up as the Great Yanguo Temple, whenever there is a big sacrifice in the court, and the ritual of sacrificing to the sky, the royal family will come here, or invite the monks in the temple to enter the palace.

Therefore, the incense of Luoxia Temple is vigorous, there is never a shortage of pilgrims, and you can often see the powerful people in Beijing.

The Jiang family came to worship this time, and they had already let people come to inform the temple, and once a year, the temple had already reserved a wing room for them.

The carriage stopped outside the temple, and the little monk in the temple came out to carry their things for them.

Old Madam Jiang pulled one of them and asked, "Little Master, what about Hui En?" ”

The little monk folded his hands and said the Buddha's name, and then replied:

"Today, a distinguished guest came to the temple, and the host was accompanying him, so he didn't come to greet him. The host asked me to lead the old lady and the Hou Ye into the house first, and the sacrificial ceremony is also ready, and I will take the old lady and the Hou Ye to check it later. ”

Jiang Qingping stood aside, long gone, and he didn't know what Old Madam Jiang told him, and his face returned to his usual shrewdness.

"Distinguished guests? I don't know who it is? ”

The little monk said in a low voice: "I'm sorry for the Hou Ye, the nobles don't say anything, and the little monk is not good at mentioning his name." ”

Jiang Qingping's eyes flashed slightly.

In this Luoxia Temple, there are a lot of powerful people, even if they are first- or second-grade courtiers, they can't even mention their names, unless they have a special identity, or their status is much higher than him, so they can make the temple so important.

There are not many people in the capital who have such status.

Jiang Qingping turned his eyes, and thought more about it in his heart, thinking that they would stay in the temple for two days, maybe they could find a chance to meet that "nobleman" and make some friends, but he didn't ask any more questions, but said:

"I'm talking too much. The road was bumpy, and my mother was a little tired from her old age, so she asked the little master to lead the way and take her to rest first. ”

"Marquis Jiang is polite, please come here."

The little monk smiled and led a few people into the temple.

Jiang Yunqing glanced at the carriage and only felt a little familiar.

Entering the temple, you can smell a faint sandalwood fragrance everywhere, Jiang Yunqing and several other female dependents were divided into the west chamber, while Jiang Qingping and Jiang Jinyan went to the east chamber.

The wings on both sides are not far apart, and the road is only the time for a small tea, but there is a small pond in the middle, as well as a few arches and a bamboo forest road, which can be regarded as separating the east and west compartments to show the difference between men and women.

Jiang Yunqing asked Mama Wei to follow Jiang Jinyan to the East Chamber, packed up for him, and then said hello to Mrs. Jiang, and under the pretext of being tired and wanting to rest, she took Sui'er back to the room directly.

The wings in the temple are very clean, and there are no bells and whistles in them.

The plain quilt, the plain bed tent, the only color is the statue of Guanyin hanging on the wall.

There is a table in the room, on which are placed pen, ink, paper, inkstone and a few Buddhist scriptures, and the next window is a warm couch, and there is a charcoal stove and teapot on the small table.

After Jiang Yunqing entered, he saw Hui Yu, who had left the city early in the morning, standing in the room.