Chapter 203: Jizo-an

Qi Yu was not at home, Xun Qing had nothing to do, so he made an appointment with Mrs. Dong, Grandma Fang San, Mrs. Jiang, the garrison of Pingxi City, and Mrs. Chengsun of Fu, to go to Dizang Nunnery to fight Jiao together.

Jizo Nunnery is located in the octagonal well alley in the west of Pingxi City, and it is the most fragrant nunnery in Pingxi City. Legend has it that the abbot here is also the daughter of a big family, because of the crime of his father and brother in the family, he was exiled here, went through a lot of suffering, and the original abbot of the Jizo Nunnery, Shitai, became devout to the Buddha, and since then he has studied the Buddhist scriptures intensively, and is called a pure and livable person. Later, when she encountered an amnesty, she could have returned to her hometown, but she had already seen through the world and was unwilling to enter the red dust again, so she simply shaved her head in the Dizang Nunnery. After the death of the old abbot, this Jingyi Shitai took over the helm of Jizoan.

Xun Qingran and several ladies made incense in front of the Buddha, and invited the monks and nuns in the nunnery to do the dharma, and naturally they were also a little curious about Master Jingyi, so they went to the clean room again and asked Master Jingyi to lecture on the scriptures.

Master Jingyi is about forty years old, with a blue-gray monk's robe and a monk's hat, a serene face, and a pair of eyes that are even more ancient. Unlike Xun Qingran, who saw that the abbot of Guanyin Nunnery in the capital was good at dancing with long sleeves, Master Jingyi did not say a word except for the necessary etiquette, let alone hinted at the act of begging for almsgiving.

"Like an artist. I can't know my own mind. And draw from the heart. The nature of the Dharma is like this", Master Jingyi is talking about the Juelin Bodhisattva in the "Huayan Sutra". Xun Qingran listened carefully, she can't actually say that she believes in Buddhism, but she still has a respectful attitude towards Buddhist scriptures. Buddhism, for her, is not so much a belief as a philosophy, and there is a lot of wisdom in it that is worth studying and learning from.

Xun Qingran sat on the chair and took a sip of the tea in the nunnery. Mrs. Dong seemed to be a Buddha-worshipper, and while listening, she held the Buddha beads in her hand and nodded frequently. Grandma Fang San muttered something to Mrs. Sun in a low voice, while Mrs. Jiang took the teacup and only took a sip, but spit it out again.

When she came out of the clean room, Mrs. Dong told Mrs. Jingyi that she would come to listen to the lecture in two days, but Mrs. Jingyi only sent it to the door, and still turned around and went back to the clean room.

"It is said that the ground in the house was paved with jade in the past, but now, I can only drink the leaves of such trees, tsk." Madame Chiang didn't seem to come very often, and she had a lot of opinions about the tea.

"This is the case with monks who pay attention to pure cultivation. Master Jingyi's sutra is excellent. Xun Qing said.

"Madame likes to listen to her lectures, but she doesn't need to come to the door, just invite her to the house to preach." Mrs. Jiang smiled at Xun Qingran.

Mrs. Dong was listening, looking a little displeased.

"Mrs. Shi is a great virtue, and she is from that background, so she should always be respected."

"I can't say it, what kind of place is Pingxi Town, those who were exiled, out of ten out of ten turned out to be majestic. It's just that when I get here, those original words can't be said. Regardless of her as a prince and grandson, a daughter of a wealthy family, she is not as good as a decent servant woman, and she can't do anything for a bite to eat. Madame Jiang smiled.

Mrs. Dong deliberately lagged two steps behind, and Mrs. Jiang was unaware.

Xun Qingran only listened lightly and didn't say anything.

Everyone left the Jizo Nunnery and took a carriage back to their homes.

Xun Qingran was sitting in the carriage, closing his eyes and recuperating, when he suddenly heard music outside. The music is like crying and complaining, endless, making people suddenly feel desolate and lofty.

It's a horse-head qin song, Xun Qingran opened his eyes.

"What a sound this is, it sounds so weird. By the way, I think I heard it the day I entered the city. Grandma, do you listen? Kikyo listened attentively and said to Xun Qingran.

Kikyo thought the music was strange because she had never heard the music played by the horse-head fiddle.

The music was getting closer and closer, and Xun Qingran instructed the carriage to slow down.

On the day she and Qi You entered the city, officials of all sizes in Pingxi Town went to the ten-mile pavilion outside the city to greet them. When I entered the city from the south gate, I also heard the sound of a horse's head harp.

This music seems to have the power to move people's hearts, Xun Qingran closed his eyes and quietly listened to the music coming from outside. The music is sometimes tactful and melodious, sometimes high-pitched into the clouds, permeated with a sense of desolation, as if a vicissitudes of life, full of heart of a man is pouring out, and like the autumn sky in the north of the sky, heavy and broad.

The carriage walked for a while, and the sound of music was in his ears, and Xun Qingran ordered to stop the carriage. The bellflower lifted the curtain slightly, Xun Qingran looked out along the music, and saw the man who lowered his head and played the horse-head qin.

For many years to come, as long as Xun Qingran heard the music of the horse-head qin, he would remember what he saw at this moment, the tall and lonely figure in the slightly gloomy background,

The man sat on a boulder by the side of the street, with slightly curly black hair draped over his shoulders, and a gray-black robe on his body, which, when looked closely, was made of several different animal skins.

Although the man was sitting, he could see that he was unusually tall. In the empty streets, the music flowing from the horse-head fiddle in his hand exudes the smell of loneliness and desolation.

In front of the man lay a large bowl with two or three copper coins given by a good Samaritan. He kept his head down, as if immersed in his own music, and did not beg, and someone threw money into it, and did not thank him.

"The barbarians of the north?" The malt blurted out.

The man looked up suddenly. With his long curly hair and full beard, it makes it difficult to see his appearance, but his eyes are like eagle falcons.

The bellflower quickly lowered the curtain.

Xun Qingran nodded, looking at the man's appearance, it seemed that he had foreign blood.

Xun Qingran was about to tell the carriage to start, but he remembered the empty bowl again, so he ordered again: "Reward." ”

The carriage started slowly, and the man continued to play his horse-head lyre, not seeming to hear the clanging of a piece of silver falling into the bowl.

When the carriage was far away, the man stopped playing, and after a moment of confusion in the direction of the carriage, he stretched out a big rough hand and scooped up the bowl, and the piece of silver in it was four or five taels.

"So generous" the man grinned, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth.

The man stood up, and sure enough, he was extremely tall. He put the silver in his sleeve, threw the copper coin in the bowl to the beggar not far away, and then strode down the street, and in a moment disappeared into the alley.

Back at the Governor's Palace, when she sat in the house and drank tea, Xun Qingran still recalled the Matouqin music, even in her previous life, she had never heard such a good play.

Mama Song stepped forward to speak, and Xun Qingran came back to her senses.

"Grandma, the fourth master came back with a letter, saying that he would be back in another day."

Xun Qingran hurriedly asked, "Which one sent back to carry the letter, what else did it say, everything is okay with the fourth master?" ”

He didn't send anyone on purpose, but the messenger who came and went from the yamen brought a message by the way. The fourth master was fine, and he didn't say anything else. ”

Xun Qingran nodded to indicate that she understood, "Mama has worked hard."

"It's a minion's duty." Mama Song said with a smile, and then took a closer look at Xun Qing's face, "Grandma, you have to find Lang Zhong to take a look." ”

"Grandma saw it too?" Xun Qing smiled, asked people to take the target glass, and took a picture of it.

She has two acne on her forehead in the past two days, although she has applied pearl powder, but if you look closely, you can still see it.

Xun Qingran sighed, she was worried about this matter. Her diet has always been light, and her skin has never had problems, so she is really not suitable for the climate of Pingxi Town, so it should be okay in a few days?

"Maybe I should find Lang Zhong to prescribe a prescription for conditioning." Xun Qingran muttered to herself.

"Grandma, it's not a disease. There are many young girls and grandmothers. Probably because the climate here is not good, my grandmother has just arrived, and she is not accustomed to the water and soil. The minion's hometown is in Wuzhou, Guangxi, and there is a home remedy that has some effect on this. Mama Song said.

"Oh, what is it?" Xun Qingran put down the scope and asked.

"It is a paste prescription, which is made of the turtle plate of the hawksbill turtle with soil poria, honeysuckle, and several medicinal herbs, which is called turtle jelly. In the slave's hometown, the young girl's family loves to eat, and often eats this, which can not only clear away heat and detoxify, but also beautify and nourish the skin. Mama Song said with a smile.

It turned out to be turtle jelly, which is a good thing.

"I want to eat everything Mama said right away. Mama remembered the recipe and wrote it out, and I asked people to buy it and boil it. ”

"The slave family also used to do this, and Fang Zi remembered it."

Mama Song dictated, and the bellflower recorded the recipe on the side for Xun Qingzhi to see.

"This recipe is excellent, but grandma's body is expensive, and the things in the entrance should be more careful. In this Pingxi City, there are many Langzhong, and then ask the old man to carefully consider and consider before he dares to let his grandmother eat. Mama Song said again.

"Mama is very thoughtful." Xun Qing said, so he asked people to take the prescription to the pharmacy in the city to buy it.

“…… After walking a few shops, it happened that the sitting hall of the Jisheng Medicine Shop was also from Guangxi, and he knew the recipe of this turtle jelly. It is said that it is very proper, there are very few hawksbill turtle boards, and all the existing ones in the shop have been brought. The shopkeeper said that grandma wanted to use it, and immediately thought of buying it for grandma. ”

Xun Qingran nodded, this turtle Ling paste can be prepared, in the summer, eat to clear the heat and relieve the heat, and as Mama Song said, it can moisturize the skin and nourish the skin.

The sitting hall also wrote how to boil it on paper.

"The minions have survived before, so let the minions take people to survive." Mama Song said.

"Then there's Mama Lao." Xun Qing said, and ordered the malt and the pearl to be boiled with Mama Song.

A few hours later, Mama Song came into the house with malt and jewels. The malt held the tray in his hand, and the turtle paste in a jade bowl on the tray was crystal clear black paste, like jelly. The other small bowl is lychee honey brought from the capital.

"Grandma, this ointment tastes a little bitter, you need to add honey to eat." Mama Song laughed.

"Just Mama."

Xun Qingran scooped a small spoonful and put it in his mouth. The taste, texture, are all the familiar taste of turtle jelly.

Mama Song saw that Xun Qingran liked it, and stepped forward and said, "Grandma is eating okay?" This turtle jelly nourishes yin and nourishes the skin, and the grandmothers of the big families in the slave's hometown love to eat it very much, and they can't leave it for a while, and sure enough, the face is as smooth and tender as an egg. Both malt and jewels are clever and have learned how to boil. ”

Which woman doesn't love beauty, Xun Qingran has already finished eating a bowl.

"Bring another bowl." Xun Qingran commanded, so he looked at the target lens again and deliberately looked at the two pimples on his forehead. Before Qi Yu returns, eat these two poxes.

"Grandma eats like this, but after two days, it must be as good as ever." Mama Song said.

"Mama made fun of me again." Xun Qingran was told the central matter, and said with a smile.

Malt came in with another bowl of turtle jelly.

"Thanks to Mama for offering this recipe." Xun Qing said, and told the bellflower to take two rulers out, "Make two clothes for Mama." ”

Mama Song thanked her and withdrew.

Mama Xu turned out of the Duobao grid.

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