Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Poor Man in the Jade Qingguan
Yuqingguan is not big, in the remote Dunhua Fang, there are few pilgrims in front of the door, far less lively than Dayun Temple and other temples, only a little female crown holding a broom higher than her is sweeping the fallen leaves in front of the door.
Xiao Rongyue got out of the carriage, Sanqi quickly stepped forward to tie the tie of her cloak, looked at her pale and haggard face, and said sadly: "If the lady wants to put incense, why don't you let the maids in, you can rest on the carriage." ”
Xiao Rongyue bent the corners of her mouth slightly, shook her head and said nothing, and walked towards the Taoist temple.
The little female crown looked at her coming, stopped the broom, turned her head and asked curiously, "Are you coming to Guanli to offer incense?" ”
When Xiao Rongyue saw her, the smile on her face gradually deepened, and she stopped her steps and bent down to take her broom: "See the host, you can take us there." ”
The little female crown was a little surprised to see that she was not unfamiliar, but she obediently led the way in front: "The host is still doing morning class, you have to wait." ”
In front of the Sanqing Palace, Sanqi looked around and saw that this Taoist temple was really small, even the main hall was only a few zhang in size, and the furnishings were also old, but fortunately, it was still clean, only the curling green smoke could not be moved.
It doesn't look like a place where incense is flourishing, and I don't know why the lady is sick and still comes here.
Just as she was puzzled, the little female crown came out of the hall and grinned at Xiao Rongyue, revealing two missing front teeth: "The host invites the lady in." ”
Xiao Rongyue straightened her dress, held Sanqi's hand and walked in step by step, looking into the depths of the green smoke with a pair of eyes.
In the depths, there was an elderly female crown sitting cross-legged, her eyes closed peacefully, the dust in her hand was placed on her lap casually, and she didn't look at Xiao Rongyue or speak.
Sanqi wanted to step forward to speak, but was stopped by Xiao Rongyue, she sat down on the futon in front of the female crown, slowly lowered her eyes, and waited without saying a word.
"The deceased is gone, why should the lady be persistent?" Finally, after a long silence, the female crown opened her eyes and looked at her.
Xiao Rongyue's body trembled slightly, and she raised her eyes to meet the gaze of the female crown, but she felt as if she was being seen through by her eyes that were suddenly like light, and even the deepest secrets were clearly seen by her.
But she was not afraid, and she did not dodge at all: "If you can let go without attachment, who will give justice?" ”
Whether it is Xiao Shi, Dou Mi, and Mother Xue, they should not die unjustly quietly!
The female crown looked at her for a long time before shaking her head and sighing: "What are you here to do to see me?" ”
Xiao Rongyue said in a low voice: "I just want to light the lantern in the temple for the people who died in vain, and pray that they can transcend reincarnation as soon as possible." ”
The female crown picked up the dust: "There is little incense in my view, and the ever-bright lamp may not work." ”
Xiao Rongyue had already instructed Sanqi to send incense money to come forward: "Please host a ritual for them." ”
The female crown glanced at the bag of silver money, but did not take it, but just got up: "Let's go, you are also destined to come here, I should do my best." ”
Xiao Rongyue's body froze there, and she whispered for a long time: "Does the host know who I am?" ”
The female crown did not look back and walked out of the palace gate: "The lady is a blessed person and a person with fate." ”
Sanqi was confused when he heard this, and saw that Xiao Rongyue looked stunned, and hurriedly said softly: "I'm afraid that this host is playing tricks, and the lady doesn't have to worry about it, if it doesn't work here, go to Dayun Temple tomorrow to light the lantern." ”
The incense of Dayun Temple is much more abundant than here, and the novice is also very enthusiastic, and it is not much better to go there than this lonely and nameless small Taoist temple.
Xiao Rongyue shook her head and smiled lightly, if there are really ghosts and gods in this world, even if there is only this mysterious female crown, Taizong and the first emperor would ask her to help her every time there was a major event, and the result she asked for never missed once, after His Majesty ascended the throne today, she resigned from the position of national teacher and stayed in this inconspicuous small Taoist temple to cultivate.
Dou Mi also came to see her, but she refused to see her at that time, so the little female crown brought a message to Dou Mi: "I can't answer my request now, and there will be a time to meet in the future." ”
That's all I want to talk about now.
Xiao Rongyue had a feeling that the Xuanji Nuguan knew who she was, not now, but in the past.
The ever-bright lamp of Yuqingguan is really rough, a small half of sesame oil is poured into the simple pottery lamp, and the flame on a short wick is shaking, as if it will be extinguished at any time.
Xiao Rongyue looked carefully at them one by one, Mother Xue, Doucai, Xueyu, and Mei Qing...... Each lamp had their surnames under it, only the last one was empty and unnamed, Xiao Rongyue stared at the lamp for a long time before turning her head.
The one was left for the Xiao family, and she was also dead, but she couldn't leave her name.
She slowly knelt down on the futon in front of the statue, bowed deeply, buried her head in the ground for a long time and did not get up, she was praying, asking for the blessing of the gods and Buddhas, and the blessing of these innocent people who died in vain to be free from suffering, to have a good place to go, maybe in the next life, maybe to be reborn like her.
Outside the hall, the Xuanji female crown stood far away under the eaves of the palace, holding a water scoop in her hand and watering a dry and dry plum without any vitality, she didn't care about this scene in the hall, and also instructed the little female crown: "Take advantage of the good weather, move my flowers out to bask in the sun, and it will be cold in a few days." ”
The door of the wing room behind her opened, and a middle-aged woman wearing a plain robe and a plain bun walked out, looked at her pot of plums, and chuckled: "I haven't seen any movement in these years, does the host still think that it can come back to life?" ”
Xuanji Nuguan smiled, put down the water scoop and looked left and right at the pot of flowers: "Isn't it time yet." ”
She straightened up and looked at the middle-aged woman: "I still have to do things over there, I've been lazy these days, and I can't even recite the Nanhua Sutra completely, you can go and see it for me." ”
The middle-aged woman frowned: "How does this work?" ”
But the Xuanji Female Crown had already walked away, and she didn't look back: "You have been cultivating in Guanli every year, and you have long memorized the scriptures, what can't you do, this Dharma is just to comfort the poor people in the temple, go ahead." ”
Seeing that the unreliable female crown walked away, the middle-aged woman shook her head, so she had to turn around and go to the main hall, but she was followed by a little maid dressed in ordinary clothes, and said uneasily: "Princess, this is ...... It's better for the maid to talk to the host again, how to let the princess do things for others. ”
The middle-aged woman smiled faintly: "That's it, since she arranged it like this, she naturally has her reasons, I'll just go over and take a look, and I'm a poor person when I think it." ”
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