Let's say that on this day, Shen Qishan had breakfast, and Fu'an came to report to the eldest master and invited him to the room.

He wiped his sword once, and then got up and walked through the garden to meet him, only the eldest lady Jiang Shi who was wearing a cloak to travel in the room, saw him come and smiled and said: "Master is not in a hurry to leave first, I want to ask you to do something." ”

"Sister-in-law, please speak." Shen Qishan stretched his eyebrows.

Jiang said: "I want to take my aunts to the Reclining Buddha Temple to burn incense and pray, because the road is far away and remote, there have been some things in previous years, the master wants to send guards to follow, I think it is inappropriate, think about it, if you have time, can you accompany us to go together?"

Shen Qishan agreed, and Jiang asked again: "Aunt Zhao, do they want to bring it?" ”

Shen Qishan was useless, ordered Fu'an to prepare a horse, first went back to the room to change clothes, turned over to the second gate, and walked out of the alley to catch up with Jiang's carriage, and followed him around.

The Lantern Festival has only passed two days, the lively atmosphere of the market has not dissipated, it is still bustling, all of them are going to the temple to burn incense and worship the blessings of the female dependents, the crowd is like weaving, the carriages and horses are busy, the shop doors on both sides are open, and the carrying of the goods is also endless. But listening to the sound of Bolang drums and iron pieces, the sound of singing songs on the Goolan tiles, the crackling sound of cooking oil and stir-frying, the sound of a line of monks chanting along the street, and the sound of firecrackers such as hitting the waves and thundering, it is the last arrogance of the festival that is about to fall.

He passed by Baijia Hutong without squinting, and naturally he didn't see a two-story building along the street, and a woman closed the curtains and wanted to go out.

Xiao Yuan prepared the incense candle paper horse into a burden, Xiao Yun thought that the porridge was too hot and blew slowly, she combed Sister Rong'er's hair, looked at Yan Dixia's restless appearance, smiled and comforted: "Don't panic, your day is the evening, when the yang is declining and the yin is heavy, and now I go to the Reclining Buddha Temple is a blue sky and a white day, Lang Lang Qiankun, and there are many people who burn incense, even if there are any demons and monsters, I don't dare to be presumptuous, let's go and return early before the evening, there should be no accident." ”

Yan Dixia shook her head: "The Reclining Buddha Temple is leaning against the Great Compassion Mountain, the demon is so powerful, I hid under the Buddhist hall scripture, it still comes and goes freely and is half fearless, Xiao Niangzi still needs to think twice." ”

Xiao Yan also advised: "Yan Sheng never speaks, presumably there is a lot of good luck in that place, and there are many temples in the capital where incense is burning, why should the eldest sister be obsessed with the reclining Buddha Temple?" ”

Sister Rong combed her hair, looked in the mirror and felt beautiful, and happily ran to the threshold to play with the cat eating fish bones.

Xiao Yuan looked at Xiao Yan at this time: "Have you forgotten what happened three years ago?" ”

Xiao Yan smiled: "Every day, every day, let alone every year, where can I remember that long-term!" ”

Xiao Yuan didn't expect him to remember, and continued: "I married into the Ma family for less than half a year, Ma Yun came to die in battle, my mother was too far seven, and Sister Rong was sick and bedridden, and she was dying, I heard that there was a traveling monk with excellent medical skills in Lanruo Temple, so I carried her to look for it, and begged for three days and three nights before he was willing to see, and put forward a harsh rule, which needs to be done to save the little sister's life." ”

"What did he mention?" Xiao Yan's expression was solemn.

Xiao Yuan was silent for a while, and hid some of the only words: "A father must become a monk in Lanruo Temple to atone for his previous sins. If I enter Beijing, I must take Sister Rong to the Reclining Buddha Temple of Dabei Mountain to burn a bunch of incense and chant a hundred volumes. If not, even if you save your little sister's life, it will be in vain. She paused: "If you two find it difficult, don't go, Sister Rong and I will definitely go." ”

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