Chapter Eighty-Three: He Is Unruly
From the outside, it looks like the sun is warm, but inside the house you can't feel the temperature it should be. But the weather can be deceiving.
After Zhao Qingmiao had lunch, a rare guest came to Zhao's mansion and told her to be surprised.
"Cousin, why are you here?"
Wang Yan Shi Shiran entered the door, wearing a clean and elegant thick shirt and long skirt, with a simple hairpin on her head, but after sitting down, she kept twisting her eyebrows, restless, and seemed in a trance.
Zhao Qingmiao didn't show a trace, Chang Xi immediately understood, and when he left, he brought the door by the way, and the house was immediately quiet.
"The first seven days of Cai's mansion have passed, presumably during this time, my cousin has had a very hard time." Zhao Qingmiao politely pushed a plate of golden silk dates in front of her eyes, and said, "You have to pay attention to your body." ”
Wang Yan came back to her senses, nodded, pursed her lower lip, looked at Zhao Qingmiao, her posture was a little awkward, and asked, "Cousin, cousin came to ask you about something." ”
According to her arrogant temperament in the past, she really doesn't look like someone who will sit down and speak politely.
The corners of Zhao Qingmiao's mouth were slightly hooked, her smile couldn't reach the bottom of her eyes, and she said softly: "What's the matter, why are you so serious?" ”
Wang Yan swept her eyebrows lightly, her eyes lowered, and she seemed to be a little indescribable: "At Wang Ji Restaurant that day, you and Wenjing made an appointment before?" ”
This question is clear, and when you think about it deeply, it seems to have another meaning.
Zhao Qingmiao was reluctant to delve into it, and said: "This is indeed the case, if my cousin is worried about what is wrong with my brother-in-law, there is no need." The deal has been settled, and we won't meet in private in the future. ”
After listening to Zhao Qingmiao's explanation, Wang Yan's expression did not stretch.
She hesitated, stared at Zhao Qingmiao and asked again: "Recently, have you heard rumors outside?" ”
Zhao Qingmiao pretended to be puzzled and asked rhetorically: "Since it is rumors, cousin can not believe it." I don't know what others are saying? ”
Wang Yan was entangled for a long time before she came, and when the words came to her lips, she paused for a while, and squeezed out a paragraph with great difficulty: "The government has not tried the case for a long time, and those people are idle about some things in the Cai Mansion...... What a terrible thing people say. You say, Li Gui has no grievances, why do you want to harm your eldest brother? ”
Zhao Qingmiao suddenly understood, smiled, his face was cold and distant, and said, "Cousin thinks Li Gui is a murderer, what do you want to ask me about today?" Those who are clear are self-purifying, and you go back and persuade your brother-in-law to relax. ”
"You! What do you mean? I'm just here to inquire, what are you doing with Wen Jing......" Wang Yanqian's complexion changed, her jaw tightened, and she stood up in a hurry and said, "In this case, I'll go back first." If you are free, you may wish to accompany me to Qingshan Temple tomorrow to worship the Buddha. ”
The atmosphere was a little cramped, Zhao Qingmiao's expression was a little dark, and then he released a smile and said, "Okay, I'm idle anyway, so I'll accompany my cousin to the temple to worship." When I was a child, the four of us used to go to the hot springs behind Aoyamaji Temple to play, but this person didn't mix together much when he was older. ”
When she said it, her tone was a little regretful, and Wang Yan, who looked at her lonely eyes, trembled, turned her head and left.
Shen Xiao stood at the door, retracted his indifferent gaze, and lowered his arms to his side.
"Miss, it's better not to go."
Zhao Qingmiao knew that he didn't mean to eavesdrop, but he still frowned, and his tone was stiff and scolded: "Who gave you the courage to take care of my business?" It was clearly a fire sprinkled on him.
She is so ignorant, Shen Xiao is a little cold. He could have continued to pretend that Shen Ling was angry and angry, but he didn't. Instead, he returned to the heart of the regent, and secretly thought: I really want to cure Zhao Qingmiao, and I won't shed tears if I don't see the coffin.
"Shen Jiu didn't dare." Shen Xiao's humble short body turned his gaze.
Zhao Qingmiao knew that he was never easy to be small in front of people, and it could be seen that he had a high backbone, but at this moment, he made a low-eyebrow and pleasing appearance, which really made people even more bored.
In fact, Shen Xiao's words are not unreasonable. Zhao Qingmiao faintly felt that the case was like a thick cumulus cloud that wanted to open the clues, and the truth was about to be revealed.
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Today, Zhao Qingmiao went out and went to Qingshan Temple to make an appointment with Wang Yan.
Because the journey was a little farther, a carriage was prepared. She stepped on the footstool, and someone in the slash reached over to support her.
The hand that was handed over was knuckled, and it was not a rough person at first glance.
"Why are you here?" Zhao Qingmiao saw the coachman's face clearly, and immediately collapsed.
Shen Xiao raised his head with a deep gaze, stared at her and hooked his lips shallowly: "Isn't Chang Xi uncomfortable, the eldest prince said that there can't be a shortage of people to take care of the young lady." ”
"Brother, it's thoughtful." Zhao Qingmiao glanced at him and sneered, and then got into the canopy.
The thick felt curtain fell in an instant, blocking the cold wind from outside the car.
The sound of tuks and tuks made the horses' hooves on the ground, and the wheels of the carts ran over and flew up dust and smoke. Shen Xiao concentrated on driving the horse, and Zhao Qingmiao leaned on it. The two trees are yellow, and the carriages and horses can only stop at the bottom of the mountain.
The treasure temple of Qingshan Temple, the gray tiles of the yellow wall of the Ming Dynasty, the spine and the corner pierce the sky, and the Sanskrit sound is magnificent. Enter the mountain gate, the steps are facing the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there are bell towers and guest halls on the left, and the meditation room and dormitory are on the right. The inner garden is planted with plum blossoms, and the bones are not yet in full bloom at the moment, and they are slightly cold. There is a bath for outsiders in the back mountain, which attracts hot spring water, which is considered to be a kind of livelihood next to the temple.
The two walked back and forth unhurriedly, cold, Zhao Qingmiao suddenly turned around, looked at each other, and Shen Xiao smiled at her unexpectedly.
The smile was bright, but it couldn't be said to be weird. Zhao Qingmiao's heart shook slightly, and she couldn't think of a taste: smile, smile, and see how long you can pretend!
The incense is vigorous, and the guests are like mayflies. Stepping into the hall, I saw that the Bodhisattva statues were all fat and pointed, with their eyelids hanging down or happy or sad, sitting cross-legged on the lotus, and having arms on the arched legs...... Each begets has its own phase.
"Miss Zhao Er, here!"
Zhao Qingmiao looked back, it was Wang Yan's personal maid beckoning through the crowd. The main owner stood in front of an old monk who knocked on a wooden fish, folded his hands, bowed his head and closed his eyes to recite two sentences silently, and donated a silver ingot to the merit box.
The old monk with a long beard and eyebrows knocked loudly.
Zhao Qingmiao went up and also threw a silver ingot into the merit box. The heart says that since you have come in, you must do something meritorious.
Everyone who came in and out held three pillars of high incense and bowed to the ground reverently, and the sleeves of their clothes were dyed with the smell of incense and candles.
Shen Xiao silently followed closer, and the scene in front of him was quite emotional: this Qingshan Temple was almost demolished by his order back then. There is no other reason, he is rebellious, he is untamed, he doesn't like it. Probably because there is a cause and there must be an effect, and now his soul can't return to his body!
Zhao Qingmiao and Wang Yan walked around the temple and worshiped all the Jinzun according to their directions. After coming out, he followed the novice to the back mountain.
This room is for outsiders only, and it is said that bathing here is like washing away the filth, and no evil will follow it.
But Shen Xiao didn't believe it.