At night, Zhou Yunluo was supported by the slave maid and blocked Zhou Bin on the way to Aunt Li's yard.

"Daddy, my daughter made you fish cake soup, and it will be cold if Daddy doesn't come to eat it again."

Zhou Bin looked down at the eight-year-old girl in his arms, his childish eyes were full of expectation, and his pale little face was distressing.

Zhou Yunluo was his beloved daughter, and when her daughter went out, Zhou Bin didn't want to go even if she coveted Aunt Li's Spring Festival, so at the moment, she picked up Zhou Yunluo and went to Sun's room.

The next day, Zhou Bin went to the old Duchess and said, "Yunluo is well-behaved, but her eyelids are shallow, if you can follow your mother to Daxiangguo Temple and see the world, I am afraid that I will grow a lot when I come back." ”

The old duchess sighed and said, "We go to the Great Xiangguo Temple to worship the Buddha, a girl's house, what do you need to see the world?" But in the end, it was for Zhou Bin's sake, and he promised to let Zhou Yunluo pass.

The rain in the imperial capital falls from early spring to mid-spring, and from mid-spring to seasonal spring.

The small purple window pasted with Korean paper was gently pushed open, Zhou Zheng half leaned, Yingying's figure wore a wide pink skirt embroidered with green calyx at the neckline, the black hair was held up by a butterfly hairpin, the hanging pigtail softly protected the jade neck, the delicate and tender little face was like a peach blossom budding in the rain, and the delicate and slender eyelashes covered the moonlight in the eyes, like a fairy who fell into the mortal dust, beautiful and elegant.

The spring rain gathered in the air, then quickly dispersed and fell heavily.

Zhou Zhengzheng's dark eyes flashed with a hint of sorrow.

It has been a few months since she was reborn, almost everyone she should have seen has been seen, and her fate has also undergone a subtle change with her efforts. It's just, he's okay?

The old Duchess named her to go to the Great Xiangguo Temple with her, and in her previous life, she and his first meeting were at the Great Xiangguo Temple at that time.

The rain curtain is unstoppable, like a memory, fluttering and sprinkling.

In her previous life, she didn't know his true identity until later, and finally understood why her father was desperate to adopt him.

It's a pity that they still missed it after all. This miss is a lifetime

When he died under the horse for her, it was only at the last moment that she understood his heart.

With moist eyes, she sighed.

In fact, she really wanted to see him, she had so much to say to him, she had so many things to do for him.

Zhou Yunluo wanted to go to Daxiangguo Temple for the future of their second room, but Zhou Zhengzheng went on behalf of the Duke of Wu.

Her identity is there, even if she can't write well, she has to go, in her previous life, didn't she just write nothing, and the old Duchess also wanted her to go with her?

"Lin Zhongchao, if you knew that there would be something later, would you still come?" She asked into the rain curtain, knowing that no one answered.

The days were pushing and shoving, flowing through the fingers, and soon it was the summer festival.

The summer festival is the original festival of the Ming Dynasty, and the upper yuan, the middle yuan, and the lower yuan are the same in form, but the first emperor looked at the two festivals of the upper yuan and the middle yuan, and the festival period is very different.

And coincidentally, the day of the death of the old Wu Guogong Immortal also coincided with the Summer Festival.

In the sound of the rooster's crow, Zhou Zheng combed a simple bun, inserted yellow and white beaded flowers, and a white gauze skirt inlaid with pearls wrapped her graceful figure, and came to the old Duchess.

Zhou Yunluo, they were all dressed up.

Because I went to Daxiangguo Temple to commemorate the grandfather of the old country, everyone was dressed very plainly, even Zhou Yunluo, who liked to dress luxuriously the most, was forced by Sun to wear only a lotus-colored skirt, but the bright color of the red middle coat was looming, but if you don't look carefully, you can't see it.

Zhou Yunluo has always loved to wear red, especially when she wants to meet outsiders, because the Ming Dynasty regards red as the honor, and Zhou Yunluo always wants to use clothes to give people a sense of nobility.

At that moment, the old duchess took the lead in worshipping the spiritual seat of the old grandfather, and the ceremony lasted about half an hour. Then I used it early, and we all set off.

Daxiangguo Temple is not far away, the majestic base is at the foot of Dongcheng Mountain, from a distance, the majestic glazed tiles are shaded by layers of green leaves, bathed in the sunshine, a few lines of birds in the blue sky from time to time to throw a few crisp sounds.

The carriage entered from the main gate of Daxiangguo Temple, and the monks had already stood in a row, and the presiding officer of the temple greeted him in the inner hall. The old duchess and her party were helped out of the car, and the juniors followed Feng Sanniang to meet the host, and were brought down by Feng Sanniang, leaving the old duchess and a few serving grandmothers to be taken into the fasting room by the host, listening to the scriptures and reciting the Buddha.

Only Feng Sanniang, Zhou Zhengzheng, Zhou Yunluo, and the old Duchess came with only Feng Sanniang, Zhou Zhengzheng, and Zhou Yunluo were much more lively than in previous years, and Lin Yu and Sun were not there, so Zhou Zhengzheng and Zhou Yunluo, the two eight-year-old girls, had to obey Feng Sanniang.

The temple has already arranged the residence of the people of Wu Guogongfu, and the rooms of Zhou Yunluo and Zhou Zheng are next to each other, and together with Feng Sanniang, they form a courtyard with five rooms. The old Duchess lived in a courtyard close to the center.

A few days later, the princes and grandchildren will also come over, that is, to live next to the courtyard of the old duchess.

Daxiangguo Temple can be called a national temple, and it is not the family of officials above the third grade who cannot stay in it. There are many rooms and courtyards in the temple, but the best is naturally reserved for the princes and grandchildren.

Sometimes, the harem ladies enjoy the flowers, and they will also be arranged here.

The temple is usually very clean, and there are officers and soldiers, and only a hall is opened on the outermost floor for ordinary people to worship.

Zhou Yunluo often listened to her mother Sun's choreography of Feng Sanniang's family decline, and she looked down on this third aunt very much. At the moment, she only instructed Feng Sanniang to move here and there as a servant, and she lazily lay on the low couch and took a book to cover her face.

Feng Sanniang has always been forbearing, and she didn't care about Zhou Yunluo's rudeness, and came to Zhou Zheng's room next door after cleaning up.

Zhou Zhengzheng and Feng Sanniang cleaned up together, Feng Sanniang said: "There are officers and soldiers here before and after, as long as you don't mess around at will, it's very safe." The daily food is a unique meal in the temple, if you want to change the taste, just talk to the third aunt, the third aunt and the temple to talk, and the unique farmhouse rice in the mountains. ”

Zhou Zheng wiped a lacquered vase smooth and shiny, and said with a smile: "I have heard the rice of Daxiangguo Temple for a long time, it is crispy and delicious, how can I not eat a few bowls now?" The third aunt only cares about cleaning up for our sisters, can her room be cleaned up? ”

Feng Sanniang was moved for a while when she heard this, "Ah Zheng has a heart, just go and clean it up later." The third aunt is not as delicate as the two girls, and there are no complicated things in the room, but it is also fast. ”

Zhou Zhengzheng said: "This time I brought a few more beds of bedding, but it is too much, and it will take up space here, why don't you send a bed to the third aunt?" This mountain is not as cold as at home, and even the days are much colder. ”