Since the new emperor ascended the throne, the queen mother will go to the Cixin Nunnery on the fifteenth day of the first month to offer incense. As the eldest sister of the Empress Dowager, unless she had to accompany the Empress Dowager to the Cixin Nunnery, it was the first time that Mrs. Shen went to the Zixin Nunnery alone.

The glazed canopy and emerald curtain carriage of the Zhenguo Mansion drove into the foot of the mountain stream on the outskirts of the city, and the gorgeous guard of honor was very eye-catching among the mountains and fields.

The little novice who swept the floor in front of the gate of Wanhua Temple was stunned for a moment when he saw such a gorgeous guard of honor, and then pushed open the temple gate behind him and ran towards the temple.

Along the way, Mrs. Shen held Zhao Youling's hand and never let go, there were melons and fruits in the car, Zhao Youling couldn't eat it if she wanted to, so she could only watch it with her eyes and peek at Mrs. Shen's face.

Old Mrs. Shen looked out of the car window with her eyes in vain, as if she was full of worries, and as if she didn't think about anything, just looked at the scenery on the outskirts of the city in a daze.

The palms of his hands were sweaty, and he didn't need to use force, he moved his body lightly and his hand slipped out of Mrs. Shen's hand, and Zhao Youling secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Breakfast was in a hurry and I only ate five minutes full, which would have been hungry early. Unceremoniously picked up a piece of beef tongue cake and put it in his mouth, and found that Mrs. Shen was still looking out of the car window.

It was very difficult to talk to Mrs. Shen along the way, and I didn't know why Mrs. Shen wanted to talk to her about the previous dynasty. For her, in the world, she doesn't know who the emperor's surname is, let alone how big an official Zhenguo Gong is, even his mother goes out so grandly, and there are hundreds of guards who open the road in front and follow behind the car.

"You eat a piece?"

Zhao Youling picked up another piece of mung bean cake, and when she saw Mrs. Shen turning her head to look at her, she handed over the mung bean cake.

Mrs. Shen took the mung bean cake and pinched it on her fingertips and looked at it carefully, as if the mung bean cake was not for eating, but for appreciation.

"This cake is really delicious, the turquoise color is also beautiful, unlike the mung bean cake that I usually eat, it is drier, and I want to drink water when I eat it."

"If you like to eat, I'll ask someone to make it for you every day. Are you still used to living in Huanyue Xuan? ”

"Accustomed to it, the Duchess of Guo is very good to me, saying that I don't need money for food and accommodation in the house."

Zhao Youling was satisfied, smiling like a flower.

Old Lady Shen put the mung bean cake back into the food box, and looked at Zhao Youling's sweet appearance with sparkling eyes.

When the two daughters were still in the boudoir, they liked to eat mung bean cake with lotus fragrance, and after entering the palace, they always remembered the dim sum at home, and specially asked the imperial chef to learn art at home, and still felt that the dim sum at home was the most delicious.

Mrs. Shen sent people to send snacks to the palace every day, although one of her two daughters was a queen and the other was a concubine, she didn't want to meet her mother. Where do they think that the mung bean cakes at home are the most delicious, they are really homesick and miss their mothers every day!

The carriage and horses came to a slow stop.

Gu's mother lifted the door and reported:

"There is a little monk in Wanhua Temple who wants to ask Mrs. Tai for peace."

Mrs. Shen is strange, the monk is a monk and does not need to be formal, so why bother to ask her for peace. Gu's mother glanced at Zhao Youling, then lowered her voice and said:

"It is Zhao Heng, the eldest prince who became a monk in Wanhua Temple in his early years......"

When Gu's mother said this, Mrs. Shen suddenly remembered that fifteen years ago, shortly after the new emperor succeeded to the throne, she sent her eight-year-old eldest son to Wanhua Temple to become a monk and practice, saying that she was praying for the blessings of the people of the world on his behalf.

"What does he want to see me for?"

"He said he would like to pray for a long life and good health. If Mrs. Tai doesn't want to see her, I'll send him away. ”

"Wait."

Zhao Heng was deeply liked by the emperor when he was young, and he intended to accept him as a righteous son, allowing him to enter and leave the palace freely, and Mrs. Shen also saw him a few times when she entered the palace. At that time, Zhao Hengsheng had eyebrows, eyes and a heroic figure, and he didn't know what he had grown into after fifteen years as a monk.

Old Lady Shen's body couldn't help but poke out of the car window. Sure enough, I saw a young monk on the side of the carriage with his eyebrows hanging down and his hands folded on his chest, and Buddha beads hanging on his wrists.

Zhao Youling followed Mrs. Shen out of the car, and her eyes were already attracted by the monk in the blue and gray monk's robe. A monk's robe could not hide the monk's handsome and abundant appearance, he raised his head, and his eyes were as calm as Hong.

What a spirited little monk!

Zhao Youling sighed secretly, and suddenly a golden light appeared in front of her, and the ancient book somehow appeared in front of her eyes.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs; The saints are unkind, and they use the people as dogs. The selection of Mingjun is not waiting for me. ”

A line of words flickered in the pages, and then the book of heaven closed and disappeared.

Zhao Youling stared at the position where the Book of Heaven had unfolded just now, and his eyes blinked twice before he came back to his senses. She repeated in her heart the words she had just seen, and her eyes fell on the handsome monk again.

"Act according to the guidelines of the Book of Heaven."

Thinking of what Sang Yuewu said that night, her head suddenly became smart. Could it be that the Book of Heaven instructed that this monk would be a candidate for Mingjun?

"Ling'er ......"

Old Mrs. Shen was about to return to the car and continue to go up the mountain, but found that Zhao Youling looked at Zhao Heng with a strange expression, and called out gently.

Zhao Youling glanced at Zhao Heng again, winked mischievously at Zhao Heng with the corners of her mouth, and then turned around and got into the car with Mrs. Shen.

In other words, an ordinary man was looked at like this by a young girl, and his mind was already scratching and biting the fire, but Zhao Heng still looked calm, slightly lowered his eyes, folded his hands on his chest, and read the scriptures praying for Mrs. Shen in his mouth.

It's been fifteen years, and I've finally had the opportunity to meet someone I can trust. But Mrs. Shen is a woman after all, and she can't help him make the old case fifteen years ago public......

Zhao Heng watched Mrs. Shen's guard of honor go away, turned around and stepped on the stone steps in front of Wanhua Temple.

Old Mrs. Shen lowered the back curtain, and her eyes were already sour.

She hasn't seen her for fifteen years, and she feels that Zhao Heng is more calm and calm than when she was a child.

"Ling'er," Old Lady Shen didn't know that she had changed her name, but Zhao Youling got used to it for a while and smiled.

"Do you think that monk is good?"

"That's good! Why is he bad? ”

Zhao Youling looked inexplicable.

"Hehehe......"

Old Lady Shen smiled and narrowed her eyebrows. When a girl grows up, she will always fall in love with a young man, and her granddaughter will fall in love with Song Yu, a new champion, Song Yu is elegant, handsome and humble, and it is natural for a girl to love him. But this granddaughter is in love with a monk, which is a bit different.

Although it has not yet been finally confirmed that Zhao Youling is her granddaughter, after chatting and chatting along the way, Mrs. Shen has already decided that Zhao Youling is her granddaughter in her heart.

Shen Yunying, who was the imperial concubine back then, was happy, and the old lady Shen was so happy that she didn't close her eyes for three days, so she sent someone to find a piece of ice jade in Yunnan, and the first jade master in the world took the most transparent two pieces and polished them into two exquisite jade plates, and embedded the surname of the emperor in the carved pattern.

Mrs. Shen gave two jade plaques to her two daughters, Shen Yunjin tied them around her waist, and Shen Yunying wore them around her neck......

Old Mrs. Shen touched the jade plate on her waist, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red again. The first emperor fell from his horse and died, and the first queen was martyred. The former imperial concubine, who was pregnant with Rokka, disappeared on the way to the funeral. It's been fifteen years now, and I haven't seen anyone alive or dead.

Old Mrs. Shen was preoccupied, and Zhao Youling was also full of question marks because of the words that suddenly appeared out of thin air in the Book of Heaven. There was silence in the carriage until the mountain top of the mountain was disembarked.

Old Lady Shen walked into the nunnery surrounded by everyone.

The area of the nunnery hidden in the thick shade is not large, and you can see the waterfall flowing down when you look up, and the strange flowers and plants on the cliff make people unable to name it. Because of the arrival of Mrs. Shen, the nuns in the nunnery avoided the nunnery everywhere.

The presiding officer of the temple is in her sixties, and she looks less than forty years old. Every time Mrs. Shen saw Mrs. Minghui, she felt that she was younger than before.

"Mrs. Shi must have hidden the elixir of immortality, and refused to tell me and other laypeople."

Mrs. Tai laughed again.

Mrs. Minghui sat cross-legged on a futon made of reeds, and Mrs. Shen also asked for a futon tray to sit down. In the past, when she and the queen mother were back, the queen mother had to sit on a cushion, and she was not good at being different, so she could only sit with her sister.

This time, I was finally able to sit down like my teacher, and I felt the feeling of being moist and cool under my body, and my expression was much clearer. She waved her hand to let the entourage retreat, and glanced at Zhao Youling, who was kneeling beside her, she first smiled, and then said lovingly:

"You and my wife will definitely not be able to sit still here, so you might as well go outside and see the scenery. It should have been a good time for me and Shitai to learn Buddhism. ”

Zhao Youling went out in response, she also wanted to study how to summon the Book of Heaven. If Tianshu can't follow her call and appears coldly every time, she is afraid that she will be frightened.

Today, everyone's eyes are on that monk, and no one should see her heavenly book. In case someone else discovers her book in the future, it may cause a dispute in the rivers and lakes.

Zhao Youling is not stupid, of course she knows that Tianshu is a treasure, not an ordinary treasure, and it doesn't feel like everything in the world.

That Sister Sang Yuewu must be a fairy! If only I could see her again. She seemed to know who I was, and felt that her eyes could see through everything, but she couldn't speak......

"Miss Zhao, Mrs. Tai invites you over."

Zhao Youling was looking at the waterfall that flowed straight down like a chain of silver light, and when she heard Gu's mother calling her, she followed Gu's mother back into the inner room of the nunnery.

"Ling'er, you go to Shitai."

Old Lady Shen glanced at Mrs. Mingyan, who closed her eyes and recuperated, and beckoned Zhao Youling to come closer.

"Sit down."

Mrs. Minghui didn't open her eyes.

Zhao Youling didn't know what to do, but she could feel the closeness and admiration of Master Minghui. She obediently knelt in front of Minghui.

"Give me your right hand."

Minghui closed her eyes, but she seemed to be able to see the mannerisms and movements of others.

Zhao Youling stretched out her right hand in front of Mrs. Minghui, Minghui still didn't open her eyes, she held Zhao Youling's hand.

At the moment when Mrs. Minghui held Zhao Youling's little hand, Zhao Youling seemed to have been struck by lightning, and her whole body trembled, and a steady stream of heat was injected from Minghui's palm into her palm, arm and heart, and then surged to the limbs and veins of the whole body.