The day before Mrs. Zhu's birthday, several young ladies of the Wei family and Wei Changan went to Daxiangguo Temple to pray for the old lady.

Xiao She'er was straightforward, and asked in the car: "Doesn't our own house have a temple?" Why don't you go to the family temple? Why do you want to go to Daxiangguoji Temple? ”

Chunjiao told her: "I don't go to the family temple, first, because the family temple is far away, and second, the incense of Daxiangguo Temple is more prosperous and effective." ”

Wei Yining listened but smiled silently, she was actually a non-believer.

The family temple and the Great Xiangguo Temple are dedicated to the Bodhisattva, and the reason why I go to the Great Xiangguo Temple to pray for the old lady is mostly because of the beautiful pomp.

As for whether the Bodhisattva of Daxiangguo Temple is really more effective, I am afraid that there is no real evidence.

When they arrived at the gate of Daxiangguo Temple, people got off one after another.

As soon as he entered the mountain gate, Wei Changan said with some exaggeration: "The people of the Yan family are also here!" Look, isn't it their carriage over there? ”

When Wei Yimi heard this, she immediately looked around, and soon saw the figure she had been longing for in the crowd.

"Look, it's really Yan Qigongzi!" There are many ladies who are as obsessed with Yan Kentang as Wei Yimi, and they are talking like a group of little sparrows at the moment.

The look on his face was three points of shame, five points of admiration, and two points of excitement that could not be suppressed no matter what.

Wei Yining has also heard the name of Yan Kentang a few times, he is called the first noble son in the capital, not because he ranks first in the family, but it is said that he can rank first in terms of ability, character and talent, so he has this title, although he has no merit for the time being, but he has the reputation of a prodigy since he was a child.

King Zhudong deliberately did not allow him to show his grandeur too early, and deliberately suppressed it to hone his mind, in order to become a great talent.

Wei Yining was also a little curious in his heart, and couldn't help but look at Yan Kentang, the first son not far away.

I saw that he was handsome, his eyebrows were clear, his bearing was outstanding, and he looked like a jade tree in Qionglin from a distance, no wonder it made the hearts of many girls ripple.

Wei Changan is worthy of being Wei Zongyong's own son, and immediately rushed over to get close to the Yan family's disciples.

He knew that Yan Kentang would definitely become an important minister in the court in the future, so he took the opportunity to talk to him.

Yan Kentang naturally knew Wei Chang'an, but he didn't have a deep friendship, and the two of them were obviously not all the way.

Wei Chang'an has a lot of habits, and he has no talent to learn, and he shows timidity every time he can't say two sentences.

He loves to stammer, has a pair of snobbish eyes, and never looks up.

The Yan family has a high status, many children, and a good future, so Wei Changan loves to come to them.

Today, I met Yan Kentang in Daxiangguo Temple, so I naturally wanted to take the opportunity to talk.

Wei Yining looked at it coldly, Yan Kentang was humble and polite, without the slightest arrogance, which is indeed rare, because something like this has just happened to the Wei family, and he can still treat Wei Chang'an calmly.

If you were someone else, I was afraid that you wouldn't have such a good culture.

The two sisters, Wei Yimi and Yishu IKEA, only Yan Kentang could be seen in the eyes of these three people at this moment, but Wei Yining watched coldly from the side.

Seeing Wei Chang'an and Yan Kentang standing together, they were like Luan Feng and sparrows on the same branch, standing tall and low.

The difference between the two is not in the dress, if it comes to gorgeous clothes, Wei Changan is better, but the temperament of the two people is really 108,000 miles.

If Wei Changan is left alone, those who don't know will think that he is a noble son.

After all, his appearance is not ugly, and his dress is also extravagant.

But standing beside Yan Kentang at this moment, it makes people feel that he has an obscene temperament and frivolous demeanor, like a dead fish eye next to Mingzhu.

Wei Yining couldn't help but sigh in his heart, sure enough, people have to die more than people, and Wei Changan has the face to pass.

His own ugly things have not yet dissipated, and he actually came out to mix like no one, and this cheeky kung fu can be regarded as practicing at home.

This guard Chang'an pulled Yan Kentang for a long time before he was willing to let go, and came back and said to his sisters: "Yan Qigongzi accompanied his sister to come here to worship the Buddha, because the old princess of her family has been unwell recently. ”

Wei Yining heard that several young ladies of the Yan family were also as beautiful as flowers, but Wei Changan didn't dare to think about it.

This is naturally because the identity and status of the Yan family are there, and Wei Changan knows that he can't climb high.

There is another reason, that is, Yan Yuntang, the eighth son of the Yan family, is a notoriously hot temper, which disciple dares to think wrongly about his sister, he dares to beat that person into a rotten sheep's head in public.

Wei Chang'an had just been released from prison, and although he did not kill anyone, the sin of insulting his mother and maid was already an unpardonable crime in the eyes of the noble family.

In the future, the Bao family and they can only coax some officials who don't know the roots, or portals whose doors are a few levels lower than the Wei family.

"Let's go to the incense first!" Wei Changan put on the posture of an eldest brother and said: "There are many people here, and in the front hall and back hall, it takes more than half an hour for the incense to be burned everywhere. ”

Of course, Wei Yimi and the others also knew what the main purpose of coming to Daxiangguo Temple today was, although they coveted Yan Qigongzi, they couldn't be too explicit.

Immediately reluctantly went to the incense.

The group first put incense on the Daxiong Treasure Hall and various places, and then was led by the novice to the Maitreya Hall behind to chant and pick up Buddha beans.

The so-called picking up Buddha beans is to recite the phrase "Nam no Amitabha" to pick up a bean and put it in a bowl, and then take these beans home to cook them, and give them to the beggars on the old lady's birthday.

Use this good deed to ward off disasters and pray for blessings.

Wei Yimi's burning incense and kowtowing are extremely pious, but only he knows that in front of every god and Buddha, the wish she made was not to bless her grandmother's health and live a long life, but that she could be married to Yan Kentang for a hundred years.

Since the Wei family's successive accidents, Wei Yimi has been out of the way to a certain extent, and compared to Wei Yiwan and Wei Changan, the damage she suffered is almost negligible.

But deep down, she often felt uneasy about it, even angry and worried.

Every ugly thing in the Wei family will depreciate her identity once, looking at the entire capital, which dignitary family is married, doesn't he inquire about the other party's door clearly?

There have been so many disgraceful things in the Wei family, although she is innocent, she will also be affected.

Since she first saw Yan Kentang at the age of thirteen, she couldn't extricate herself from it.

Wei Yimi's heart is extremely high, he feels that he can match Yan Kentang with his qualifications, but with the recent ugliness of the family, her heart has sunk again and again.

The marriage branch that she thought could have been climbed into her hand gradually became unattainable.

But it is too difficult to completely die for a person, especially for a young woman to die for her long-time sweetheart, which is almost impossible.

At this time, Wei Yimi's heart was like a grass sprout recovering in spring, and it began to grow uncontrollably, and the whole heart was detached, and it was so barren that it couldn't be seen.

Just because she met Yan Kentang today, a beautiful son with clear bones and beautiful bones, like the warm sunshine on the heart of a girl, Wei Yimi couldn't think rationally, and only wishful thinking was left.