Master Tamagawa walked in with a small tea tray holding a white porcelain bowl filled with dark brown soup and a curling white mist. She put the tea tray on the table, saw Yao Hei'er reading the Buddhist scriptures, and said with a smile, "Madame, like this, she looks like a person who cultivates herself, but she is dressed more gorgeously." ”

Yao Hei'er smiled apologetically, clasped her palms in thanks, picked up the bowl, and drank it all, only to find that this medicinal juice was not only not bitter, but had a faint sweetness.

Master Tamagawa said again, "Madam, the rules in this nunnery are that you don't eat at noon, and you can't stand it if you think your wife has climbed the mountain for a long time." It's just that the Buddhist food is light, how about making a bowl of somen noodles for the poor nun for his wife to warm the stomach? ”

Yao Hei'er hurriedly stood up and said with a smile, "Don't dare to bother the master anymore, think about what I didn't do when I was in trouble?" It's also a matter of being hungry for three or two days. And since I am here with the master at this time, I naturally have to follow the rules of the master's place, and I don't eat a meal, and I don't worry. ”

Master Yuchuan glanced at Yao Hei'er calmly, and said, "Poor Ni originally thought that Madame was used to being rich and noble for a long time, and she didn't want to have a different experience. Thinking about it, Mrs. can also be regarded as turning over the somersault. ”

Yao Hei'er was slightly stunned, and was about to speak, when she suddenly felt a snoring sound in her stomach, so she smiled and said, "Master, the concubine needs to be convenient." Master Yuchuan nodded slightly, pointing his convenience to Yao Hei'er.

When Yao Hei'er came out of the toilet, he heard the sound of a wooden fish in Master Yuchuan's room, and the sound of a soft chanting, knowing that it was inconvenient to disturb, so he walked around the courtyard.

Several vigorous old pines, like white cranes, spread their wings and stretch their branches to their heart's content. From time to time, thin pine needles, solid pine cones, are thrown on the ground.

The two embracing ginkgo trees, like double dragons, towered into the sky wantonly. There are still a few unfallen golden fan-shaped leaves hanging from the branches, and a few ginkgo biloba leaves scattered on the ground.

Yao Hei'er bent down to pick up a leaf and put it in the palm of her hand, feeling golden and lovely, and the veins were clearly visible. He lifted the petiole again, shone it at the setting sun, stayed for a moment, and with a gentle blow, the yellow leaves floated out.

A flock of unknown birds flew over the yard and ran towards the nest in the distance.

She went under the ginkgo tree again and stroked the rough trunk. People say that the ginkgo tree, also known as the Gongsun tree, grows extremely slowly, and these two ginkgo trees grow up to such a thickness, thinking that they have gone through many years.

A sound of broken footsteps sounded behind Yao Hei'er. Yao Hei'er turned her head to look, but it was Xianteng who came back, and hurriedly smiled and called "Shitai".

Xianteng nodded and smiled, "Don't worry, those two little donors have gone to the market town, and they will get up early tomorrow, and they are still waiting for the donor at the bottom of the mountain." ”

Yao Hei'er nodded in thanks, and asked casually, "Mrs. Shi, how old are these two ginkgo trees?" ”

Xian Teng tilted his head and thought about it, and said with a smile: "Poor nuns, listening to the master, it must have been more than a hundred years. Or was it planted by Master's ancestor back then? ”

"Oh?" Yao Hei'er was surprised and said, "Could it be that there are already one or two hundred of these four nunnery?" ”

"Not really." Xian Teng nodded, "Originally, it was just a very small nunnery, with only one main hall, and it was not as tall as this hall is now. More than ten years ago, because the senior sister Xianmao was determined to choose a quiet place to become a monk, the Qiu family had a few money, and they couldn't bear to suffer from the senior sister Xianmao, so they funded the rebuilding of this temple. ”

Yao Hei'er wanted to ask again, but Xian Teng smiled apologetically, "Donor, the master is doing an evening class, and the poor nun has to hurry over, and he is out of company!" "Turned around and went.

Yao Hei'er thought back to Xianteng's words, and couldn't help but become more and more curious, Xianteng, Master Yuchuan, Master Yuchuan, Master of Master, Master of Master...... How many people have been retained in this small nunnery?

In this square inch of land, backed by cliffs, facing steep slopes, inconvenient access and poor materials, what do they live on? There are only these two people all day long, what do they do? How to pass the long time?

As if in an instant, the sunset vanished, the twilight gradually crept in, and the moon in the sky became clearer and clearer.

The sound of wooden fish and chanting in the room gradually stopped.

Master Tamagawa and Xian Teng walked out of the room, clasped their palms together and said with a smile, "Madam, there is a guest room in the east wing, which was originally used by pilgrims to come up and stay overnight when it is inconvenient to go down the mountain." Mrs. Grievance, rest in this room for the night tonight. As he spoke, he led Yao Hei'er to the guest room.

The room was also very simple, with a wooden bed, a straw mattress on it, a gray sheet on the straw mattress, two blue and white quilts, and a wooden pillow. It's simple, but it's clean.

arranged a place for Yao Hei'er to live, turned on the green light, and the master and apprentice said goodbye and went back to their rooms.

It's already October and a half, and it's twice as cold on the mountain than it is down there. In these years, Yao Hei'er has lived a life of fine clothes and jade food, and every year just in winter, a huge copper furnace is placed in the room, which burns red all day long. Yao Hei'er still holds a hand stove in his hand all the time, and he will also climb a foot stove under his feet.

There was nothing in the clean room—except the icy air, and the cold air that came through the cracks in the windows. Coupled with the fact that he didn't eat dinner, the cold was ten times worse. Yao Hei'er missed the warm and smoky room and warm mattress at home at this time.

She took a few breaths of hot air in her hands, rubbed the backs of her hands, got up from the plank bed, and walked to the window, where a full moon was hanging in the air, clear as water; In the huge firmament, the Milky Way is high. Looking back at the humble interior, the glow is half a bed, and the shadows are mottled.

Yao Hei'er was a little dizzy for a while, this scene was vaguely familiar, but she couldn't remember when and where she had experienced it.

The courtyard was silent, and in the room where Master Tamagawa and Sento lived, the lights were turned off. A light breeze rolled up the ginkgo biloba leaves on the ground, making a slight rustling sound.

Yao Hei'er suddenly remembered the newlywed Yao Jiu, this child has always been willful, and King Ding was also spoiled by the Queen Mother and the Queen Mother when he was a child, both of them are a bit delicate people, can they get along well? and Yao Pei, who has been to Jiyan City for half a year, how is she doing over there?

Around the New Year, Yao Qiong should give birth, is the child in her womb male or female? The emperor is so sick, it is Master Yuchuan who makes a move, can he be cured?

I thought that the three children had become relatives, and they could put their minds at ease, just eat wine and enjoy flowers with a few good sisters, and listen to the play and fight cards, but I didn't expect that there was still an unfinished heart.

That's it, as long as Yao Qiong can give birth to a son, everything in the Yao family will be stable. is that Yao Jiu and King Ding have some petty fights, and they are not guarded; Even if Yao Pei is in Jiyan City, he won't be able to come back for a while, so he doesn't have to do anything; Is......

A wave of tiredness hit, and the chill in the room seemed to dissipate somewhat, Yao Hei'er retreated to the bed, covered the quilt indiscriminately, and fell asleep grogily.

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