She was tired of this cold, unforgiving, dark and strife harem. But the letter made her miss it.

As soon as she left the palace, she began to miss him, she was really afraid, this bone-eating and heart-wrenching thought, would she let go of nothing, let go of those insistences, let go of those stubbornness, let go of the arrogance in her bones, let go of everything in the past, and ran back to find him.

There was some noise outside the chariot, which seemed to be far away from her.

From the south gate of the capital, it is a steep mountain, and it has been walking for two hours, it is Qingchan Temple.

Before arriving at Qingchan Temple, the carriage stopped, and Mama Jinyun whispered outside the carriage: "Niangniang, Qingchan Temple is located in the middle of the mountainside, and the carriage cannot go up, so please get off the carriage and take a sedan chair up the mountain." ”

She said "um", and someone lifted the curtain of the car, and was carefully placed in the carriage, and then she looked up at the mountain in front of her. The stone monument next to the road reveals the name of the mountain: Xiaowang Mountain.

Eyes along the verdant green mountains all the way up, the incense of Qingchan Temple is very strong, the smoke produced when the incense candles are worshipped rises, entwined between the green mountains and green trees, and at the top of the Xiaowang Mountain, is a giant bronze statue of Maitreya Buddha sitting cross-legged, half-squinted eyes with a smile, lovingly looking down at the sentient beings at the feet. The smile that is often opened is also a laughing person who is ridiculous to the world, and the big belly that can tolerate it seems to tell everyone to learn to tolerate all the intolerable things in the world.

In this kind gaze, her complicated emotions caused by leaving the palace suddenly faded, and she seemed to understand the origin of the name of this mountain: smiling at the mountain, smiling at everything, and embracing everything.

Glancing at the endless crowd on the winding mountain road, and looking back at the sedan chair on the side, she waved her hand: "Since you have come to Qingchan Temple to pray for blessings, you should be sincere and walk up the mountain." ”

Mama Jinyun glanced at the mountain road hovering on the mountain, and took a step forward: "Niangniang, you are weak, it is inevitable that you will be tired, although you are here to pray for blessings, but Niangniang's sincerity Buddha must be able to perceive it, and it is not good to be tired." ”

She smiled, "It's okay. Then he turned to the others and said, "You should also slow down your movements, so as not to disturb the Buddha." ”

As she spoke, she lifted her skirt and stepped on the stone-paved stairs, and the group behind her also abandoned the carriage and followed her up the hill on foot, leaving only a dozen people behind her, and some of them needed to go to the Qingchan Temple to do something.

The mountain road is not easy to walk, but the scenery is peculiar, between the cliffs and cliffs, a clear spring is gurgling down, and the mountain road, in the cliff and cliff, revealing a line of sky, many pedestrians on the road, although she and the people who followed behind her are extraordinary, but they did not attract attention, everyone is as usual, with a kind and friendly smile on their faces, she knows that in front of the Buddha, all beings are equal, and she also smiled at each passer-by in a friendly way.

The mountain road is like a belt, a circle is wrapped around the towering mountain, although the Qingchan Temple looks not far away, but walk up, it takes an hour or two, there are stone tables and stone benches placed on the side of the road, it is specially reserved for pedestrians to rest halfway, she is tired and rests, under the signal of Jinyun Mama, the other guards who follow her are not restrained, they all sit on the ground, and the atmosphere is also relaxed and bright.

Before I got to the Qing Zen Temple, I heard those bells first. Quietly, one or two voices came. Then in the valley, the bell of the pure heart rang.

Like water, wash away the dirt from the body. Like a spirit, remove the turbidity from the heart and brain.

I wanted to go to the top of the mountain to worship the Maitreya Buddha, but I thought that when I first came to the Zen Temple, I should go to see the abbot first, so I dispelled my thoughts, rested a little, and got up and walked up the mountain.

One stone staircase after another, stretching upwards, seemed to have no end.

I don't know how many stairs are paved with stone strips, but they go up anyway. It has snowed for a few days, and the stone steps have been washed a little clean, and the traces of time have been written.

Qingchan Temple is also quite famous, but it has always belonged to the royal land, so ordinary people are not allowed to enter.

The father-in-law led in front, the guards were in the back, protecting her in the middle, and Mama Jinyun and Xiao Yan did not leave her every step of the way, for fear that she would accidentally fall.

When you get closer, you can hear the bell ringing brighter and brighter. The air here is filled with the smell of sandalwood. Take a deep breath and spit it out again, and your heart is clean and comfortable.

His brows relaxed, and he suddenly felt relaxed and his mood jumped.

Finally arrived, Qingchan Temple is a royal temple after all, today Xu because of her coming, pilgrims have not entered the temple, and Qingchan Temple covers a very wide area, the scenery everywhere, also makes people have to praise the magic and the magic of the axe, all kinds of stone carved immortals and birds, lifelike.

There is not too much gold, only the faint light white and light gray color, which seems more and more not to be owned in the world, but to be a fairyland, and the heart is even more pious.

The masters of Qingchan Temple, wearing plain Taoist robes, fairy wind and bones, are not stained with any wind and dust, and they all gather on the wide platform to greet her.

She felt that she was incompatible and became a monk, in order not to stick to the etiquette of the world, but she had to walk and bow, and she was always a little ashamed, so she smiled apologetically to the monks and the abbot, and when she received her sincere smile, the abbot also nodded slightly.

The abbot in the Qingchan Temple is forever silent: after Rong Hua thanks, it is just a mountain and river eternal silence.

He is an elderly monk, and looking at his light eyes with wisdom and the natural compassionate smile on his face, it makes people feel respectful.

Respectfully walked into the temple, the tall stone statues of various gods were almost confused, and Mama Jinyun handed over the incense, and she reverently inserted it on the incense burner.

"The noble concubine Niangniang came to the Qingchan Temple to pray for the blessing of the Ming Dynasty and pray for peace for the emperor's heir, which is virtuous."

She chuckled: "Master Eternal Silence doesn't need to be polite, and I will bother more in the future." ”

She was welcomed to the ashram and tea. She took a sip of it, sweet and moisturizing.

Master Yong Lin said: "It is the honor of the small temple for the noble concubine Niangniang to live here, if there is anything inconsiderate, I hope that the Niangniang will forgive me." ”

"Presumably, Master Eternal Silence also knows that I am just a pilgrim living here, I will not disturb the daily affairs of Qingchan Temple, and the master does not have to do anything because of me, messing up the behavior in Fuyun Temple."

There was already a look of appreciation in the smile of the master of eternal silence: "The emperor has already passed a decree, the noble concubine Niangniang can only live in peace, and the poor monk has ordered no one to disturb the Niangniang's recuperation." He said respectfully.

It's good to take care of your body and take care of your body, in this fairyland-like place.

The guards had retreated to the foot of the mountain, so that they could neither disturb the people nor disturb the quiet place.

Groggily, let the palace maid take a small residence far away from the Qingchan Temple, which was a place that had been cleaned up a long time ago. It has always been the place where the royal family enters the incense to worship the Buddha, and before she came, someone had already taken care of it.