Chapter XIII
It's easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, not to mention that you have to carry someone else, and after carrying Ji Yanran into the meditation room, the ladies of the Li family are so tired that their legs and feet are weak and they can't speak.
The monk brought the big monk in the temple to see Ji Yanran's injury, and after taking the medicine of the trick, Ji Yanran slowly woke up, and looked at the situation in the room with a pair of big eyes, his eyes fell on Li Lu, and the whole person immediately shrank back: "Second brother, why are you pushing me." ”
Li Lu's expression was immediately difficult to look at: "You accidentally fell ......" Ji was clearly framing him, but everything happened so naturally that he still couldn't fully believe it.
Ji Yanran lowered her eyes as if she hadn't heard.
Li Lu and his wife were in a hurry, and Second Grandma Li preemptively said: "Yanran, there must be a misunderstanding here, we are all here to help...... How...... How could it hurt you......"
Ji Yanran lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled, and she bit her lip and said, "Yes, I remembered...... Second brother...... The second brother didn't ...... It's all me who was careless. ”
This was said very reluctantly.
Li Lu was angry, this woman had been against them everywhere since she came back to life, and he couldn't wait to immediately step forward and choke Ji's throat and let her die again.
Ji Yanran didn't give Li Lu a chance to speak again, and immediately looked at the great monk, "Master, may I ask what you call the upper and lower monks." ”
The great monk said kindly: "The poor monk is quiet and the clouds are down. ”
"Master Jingyun," Ji Yanran said, "The believer girl came to ask for medicine for her husband, and only asked for my Buddha's mercy and purified sentient beings ......."
Master Jingyun looked at Ji Yanran: "There is indeed a senior brother in our temple who understands pharmacology, but he has long stopped asking about mundane matters, and is just treating the monks in the temple. ”
This was a polite refusal, and the corners of Li Lu's mouth next to him couldn't help but rise.
Master Jingyun continued, "The donor will rest for a while, and then you can go down the mountain. With that, he stood up and walked out.
Second Grandma Li also put her mind at ease, she knew that this would happen, and they could not have come to this experience.
Ji Yanran pursed her lips, as soon as the mage left like this, she would never have a chance to seek medical treatment again, maybe Li Yong was right, it was whimsical for her to come to Qishan Temple to find Hu Seng.
She didn't regret it either, because this time she not only came to seek medical treatment, but was also guided by a certain feeling in her heart. She just wanted to come and see why the prosperous Qishan Temple in the past had become like this.
Ji Yanran couldn't help but look out the window, ten years of vicissitudes, she had a lonely and unwilling emotion in her heart, she didn't want to suppress it, but wanted to stretch out: "Dare to ask Master Jingyun, are there still believers coming to the annual Shakyamuni Puja in the temple?" Believers may ask the Dharma whether he wants to call Buddha Shakyamuni or Buddha Shakyamuni. ”
Second Grandma Li frowned, what the hell was Ji talking nonsense.
Master Jingyun stopped: "Don't ask either." ”
Ji Yanran said: "But they still participate in Buddhism and believe in Buddhism. ”
Master Jingyun said, "I'm afraid so. ”
Ji Yanran thought for a while: "Can believers copy Buddhist scriptures and send them to Qishan Temple?" ”
Venerable Jingyun said: "Every year, there are Buddhist scriptures to be enshrined, and there has never been a shortage. ”
Ji Yanran nodded: "They must not be afraid that copying Buddhist scriptures will go astray and become demons, because many Buddhist scriptures are translated by Hu monks." ”
Master Jingyun raised his head, and suddenly he smiled slightly and said, "Amitabha, the donor has some Buddha fate. "Then you have to keep walking.
Hu Yu next to him suddenly stepped forward and bowed to Master Jingyun: "Let me take this female benefactor to see Master!" ”
When Princess Changning died, all the blame fell on Hu Seng, the court drove Hu Seng, destroyed a lot of herbs and Buddhist scriptures, and even made a fuss about the death of three hundred Hu Seng. Although the master is a Hu monk, he has been in the Wu Dynasty for more than 20 years, and he can only call himself a tribute from Fanbang to the imperial court, so he can stay.
Although the imperial court no longer forbade Hu Seng to travel to and from the Wu Dynasty, most people regarded Hu Seng as a beast of prey. Whenever a good man and a woman slandered Hu Seng, he wanted to say something, but his uncle said that he was upset and that he was not practicing enough, and punished him to do his homework.
It wasn't until the letter girl said what she said that he felt right, so he was willing to ask her uncle for her.
"The little monk is right...... It's better to let Master Shikong meet her. A voice came from the doorway, and before anyone could guess, the man had strode in.
He wore a crown on his head, fast boots on his feet, a beautiful appearance, and a radiant light in his smiling eyes, which suddenly illuminated everything like a ray of clear light. He seems to be friendly, but if the corners of his eyebrows are lowered, there will definitely be a kind of awe-inspiring majesty.
Ji Yanran recognized that this was the person who was squatting on the tree just now.
Master Jingyun clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, I'm afraid the donor will be disappointed again this year." ”
But the man didn't care: "Then we have to see each other too." ”
"Okay," Master Jingyun looked at Hu Yu, "take them to the back mountain to see your master!" ”
Li Lu opened his mouth in surprise.
Ji Yanran raised her head and found that the man was squinting at her.
The road to the back mountain is neither short nor short, nor long enough, just enough for one person to look at another.
"You're here for medicine?" The man spoke first.
Ji Yanran nodded.
"It's better than that," the man pulled out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, "I'll give you this bottle of wound medicine that Master Shikong gave me, and you can do me a favor too." ”
First look at her, then take out what she needs most.
Ji Yanran didn't pick up the medicine bottle, this person already knew what she wanted, but she didn't know anything about him, this deal was obviously not cost-effective: "What do you want me to help do?" ”
The man stopped and smiled: "When you see Master Shikong, help me persuade him to let him die as soon as possible!" ”
After the man finished speaking, he took two quick steps and left Ji Yanran behind, his flying sleeves like a cloud on the horizon.
……
The Li family.
The second wife almost dropped the tea bowl in her hand to the ground, how could Brother Lu harm the Ji family in Qishan Temple.
"It's true," the housekeeper's mother whispered, "Ji rested in the meditation room for a while, and was led to meet Hu Seng." ”
was really found by Ji's family.
In the courtyard, Li Wenwen said with a smile: "Second brother, have you heard, Yanran may really ask for Hu Seng to come." ”
The housekeeper's mother pursed her lips: "It was the third grandmother who ordered the subordinate to send a letter back." ”
The Ji family is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and the second wife will no longer be able to sit still, if this Li Yong gets better before the officials of the ministry select the honors, wouldn't they make wedding dresses for others.
They rely on the official position of the third rank before the uncle Zhishi, and the uncle has a son-in-law for the court to select, who will consider the heirs of their second room.