The years are long in the shade, and the Buddha sound in the wall is old.

The dense ancient trees, stretching like a curtain, cut off the prosperity and noise of Jinyang Beijing, and the light in Lanying Mountain, like the shadow of the sun cast between the green leaves, slowly turns.

It's just ten days, but for Sanniang, it seems like ten years.

The empty and desolate lonely nunnery, the hovering rich Buddha incense, the gray-clothed nuns who sit quietly with their eyes down, the smooth and monotonous Sanskrit chanting, and the sound of wooden fish that seems to have no end falling every few breaths, everything makes Sanniang eager to shoot the case, abandon this boring and ugly room, and return to the splendid prosperity.

But she couldn't.

She has endured it for ten days, and seeing that the half-month deadline is approaching, she can't give up halfway.

Moving her knees slightly, which were already a little numb, Sanniang raised her eyelids slightly, and once again looked at the upright posture of the Jingping nun.

I heard that the nun used to be a female official in the palace, and she was also a noble, although she was over half a hundred years old at this time, she only stretched a solemn face in the past, and her expression was frozen like the cold years, which made people look daunted.

What is the reason for such a person to be willing to be lonely for a long time and die in front of the Buddha?

Speculation on the experience of the pure punn has become the main pastime of Sanniang to spend these ten days of restlessness.

When she really got here, she thought of Mama Song's words again, and an unprecedented sense of fear arose in her heart.

She doesn't want it, it's like a stagnant life.

Compared with it, the temporary forbearance of Wu Niang is really nothing.

Sanniang couldn't help but move her body again, and the bead in her hand accidentally fell on the case, and there was a "snap".

Master Jingping's eyebrows frowned slightly, and Sanniang didn't feel nervous.

Fortunately, a little nun broke the siege in time, came in through the door, and whispered that a pilgrim had visited.

Seeing the Jingping nun walk out of the nunnery, Sanniang sighed and squeezed her eyes at the little nun on the side - this one was dotted with silver by her, and she has taken good care of her these days.

"I'm tired of sitting down, and I want to go out for a walk." It is a consultative tone.

The little nun smiled slightly: "Female donor, please, today's chanting time is enough." ”

In fact, there is still half of the wood incense in front of the Buddha, but Jingping is not there, and most of the nuns are still accommodating.

Sanniang smiled gratefully, rubbed her numb knees, and walked lightly towards the bright sunshine outside the nunnery.

Bypassing the nunnery, I saw more than a dozen statue-like sturdy men standing in the open space on one side, dressed in black clothes and with long knives on their waists.

Sanniang was suddenly curious, this visiting pilgrim seems to be not small?

Qingping Nunnery is not like the Buddha Temple, the famous temple like the Liangfeng Temple, the pilgrims come and go endlessly, except for the occasional aristocratic female dependents come to listen to the Zen scriptures, it is really inaccessible, but the situation in front of you is ...... The visitor seems to be a male guest?

These ten days are really too boring and boring, and Sanniang can't help but have a great interest in this visitor, and get a glimpse of it.

She knew that there were several bamboo halls on the east side of the clearing, which were where Jingping received pilgrims, so she detoured from the side path to the back of the bamboo hall.

As she expected, the window behind the bamboo hall was slightly open, enough to peek inside.

As soon as he stood still, he heard a lazy, slightly hoarse voice: "It's just lamp oil and silver, why should the nun refuse?" ”

Sanniang carefully looked through the gap in the window frame-

The young man in the pearl crown and jade robe sat in front of Jingping, his phoenix eyes were slightly raised, the corners of his lips were smiling, and the light of his eyes turned around, making the blue and gray bamboo hall suddenly brighten.

Sanniang's breath was slightly choked, and she suddenly felt that the sun was too hot, and her cheeks were hot.

Jingping sat with her back to the window, but she couldn't see what her expression was, Sanniang only heard her say: "Only twenty taels is enough, and the rest, please take it back from the donor." ”

The young man sighed slightly, and the sigh seemed to fall to the bottom of Sanniang's heart, causing several ripples.

"It's just to make merit for the deceased mother, and the nun will pity the next piece of filial piety......"

It turned out to be a poor person who lost his mother, and Sanniang seemed to be unable to help but sigh.

"If the donor really remembers the dead, he should change his temperament." Jingping Gujing's tone that has not changed for thousands of years is even with a hint of stern reproach: "If your mother is reincarnated, she will never look at you so ......"

The brightness in the young man's eyes was gone, and his laziness was lost, and his expression was instantly solemn: "Nun! What's wrong with me like this? At least in their eyes, they want to see me like this. ”

Zhutang was quiet for a while, and time seemed to be frozen in the stubbornness and persistence in the eyes of the young man, so that Sanniang seemed to hear a sigh, I don't know if it was the voice in her heart, or the lament of pure peace.

"If the donor really understands it, there is no hatred and no desire, and it will be fine."

The young man smiled again, and when he smiled, his eyes were glamorous and light: "I am in Hongchen, not in front of the Buddha, just like a nun living outside the world, don't you often regret your deceased mother?" ”

There was silence again, and after a while, I heard a sigh.

This time, Sanniang heard it clearly, and it was indeed a sigh of pure peace.

"Take care of the donor, so that you can do it yourself." There seems to be endless compassion.

The young man raised a delicate black eyebrow, stubbornness and persistence collapsed instantly, and there was warmth in his eyes: "The nun's hard work, I remember it in my heart, the only person in the world who can consider me is you, you can rest assured, I must remember." ”

Suddenly got up, there seemed to be a fierceness in his eyes, and slowly swept out the window.

Sanniang was taken aback, and unconsciously took a step back, and when she mustered up the courage to look inside, the young man had already turned and left.

Who is this man? Judging by his bearing and dress, he must have been born rich and noble, and he is very familiar with the Jingping nun, but he can live his age, but he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and the nun has escaped into the empty door for more than ten years, what does it have to do with him?

Sanniang was puzzled and curious, and subconsciously, she had already hurried around the bamboo hall, and saw the young man from a distance under the support of the black-clothed warrior, going to the bamboo forest on the east side, the bamboo forest is straight to the top of the mountain, and there is an ancient pavilion on it, which is a good place to watch the sunrise and sunset - this is still to hear the little nuns mention, the mountain road is rugged, enough to make the daughter of the boudoir daunting, Sanniang has never been there.

Seeing the figure of the young man and his entourage disappearing in the secluded bamboo path, Sanniang subconsciously followed, but by chance she saw a small nun carrying a bamboo basket and was about to go up.

"Little master, where are you going?" Sanniang asked with a smile, recognizing it as Xiao Ni Huiyun, who lived next door to her.

Huiyun saw Sanniang, smiled so much that her eyes were small, these days, she has also taken a lot of benefits from Sanniang, although she is a person in Buddhism, she can have more silver and two sides, which is always a happy thing.

"Go to the mountains and pick amaranth."

"I'll go with the little master." Sanniang followed.

"The road is not easy to walk, and I dare not bother the donor." Huiyun was flattered.

"I've been disturbing these days, and I have been taken care of by the little master, I am very uneasy, and I hope the master will not shirk some things that I can do." Sanniang smiled sweetly, couldn't help but say, and pulled Huiyun up the bamboo forest.

In fact, the trail is not difficult, but the climate is hot, and it is up the mountain, which is also a challenge for the daughter of the boudoir, but Sanniang is really curious about the young man, and along the way, she has been revisiting the handsome demeanor she just glimpsed, so she doesn't feel tired.

From afar, I saw the young man standing in the ancient pavilion, with a crown of beads shining in the golden sun, and the jade-colored gauze robe was also plated with a layer of bright gold, becoming more and more bright and dazzling.

"Here it is." But before Sanniang approached the ancient pavilion, Huiyun had already stopped and pointed to a piece of green amaranth on one side.

The people in Buddhism did not need to cultivate, but Qingping Nunnery was really remote, so in the bamboo forest in the nunnery, a few places were isolated to plant some green vegetables for the daily fasting in the nunnery.

Sanniang had no excuse to approach the young man, and felt a lot of pity in her heart, and while helping Huiyun pick amaranth, she asked, "Does the little master know that pilgrim?" ”

Huiyun seemed to notice that there was someone on the mountain, straightened up and looked at it from afar, and said with a smile: "That benefactor will come three or twice a year, it seems that a family member has died, and he has offered a lantern in the nunnery, but I don't know who his surname is." ”

"Since he offered the lantern of the past life, he must also have offered the tablet of the death of his relatives, right?"

"Of course there is, but the abbot doesn't let others in, and it's locked on weekdays, so no one has seen it."

So mysterious? Sanniang thought silently, becoming more and more curious in her heart, and saw that the young man came out of the ancient pavilion and walked this way, and hurriedly hung her head, only kept aiming at the group of people with her residual eyes, and slowly moved to the side of the road.

The young man with the pearl crown had already noticed the woman in the amaranth field, but he still turned a blind eye, calm and relaxed, only smiling at the corner of his lips, but his eyes were far away in the sky.

It wasn't until I got close that I heard the woman cry out crisply, and put a pair of slender and white hands on the willow waist, and looked this way, that I looked over.

The four eyes met, and a bright smile flowed from the bottom of the young man's eyes.

Fine sweat was on Sanniang's cheeks, and suddenly it was hot as if it was boiling.

The green silk is like a cloud, the cheeks are flying, and the color of a jade hairpin in the hair is warm, although it is plain and white, the texture is extremely luxurious, and it is obviously not a civilian woman.

The young man bowed his hand slightly, and then ordered the black-clothed warrior behind him: "How can you watch the little lady suffer?" Don't step forward to help. ”

Huiyun was really flattered at this moment, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, glanced at the pair of beautiful people in front of him, and stood aside to enjoy the cool again.

"There is Lao Langjun to help." Sanniang wanted to take a closer look at the young man in front of her, but her gaze seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and she was not in charge, and in her sight, there were only dark lines of cloud grass on the young man's jade white robe.

"The little lady doesn't need to be polite." The boy seemed extremely happy, but there was also a hint of laziness in his voice.

I really wanted to ask him for his surname, but I also knew that it was a bit rude, Sanniang was tormented in silence, and she felt that her cheeks were on fire.

The young man looked at the woman in front of him who was full of spring and extremely twisted, and smiled even more, but he withdrew his gaze and looked at the sky again: "At this time, bamboo grows so well. ”

So Sanniang naturally followed the young man's gaze, and really saw the rods and rods verdant, the leaves and leaves were sparse, and the thousands of golden rays were cut, and she couldn't help but think of a poem of her predecessors, so she blurted out: "Negative Guo Yishan is a deep path, and ten thousand rods are like bundles of green and heavy." ”

The young man applauded: "It's very appropriate, but if you add two more sentences - the plain skirt is pretty in the amaranth, and the moon is shy and a beautiful woman, it will be even more appropriate." ”

In these words, there seems to be a joke, and there is a stronger appreciation than the banter, and the praise of Sanniang is not, nor is the anger, the afterglow slanted to the corner of the eye, and it happened to meet the rich and charming look of the young man's eyes, Sanniang suddenly felt that even the soles of her feet were hot, so that the blood around her body was boiling.

Such a feeling......

Strange and wonderful, but the tip of the tongue tasted an inexplicable sweetness, and it has always been in my heart.

Looking at the shadow under the young man's feet, very close to his own shadow, Sanniang couldn't help but smile happily anymore.

The ancient road is circling, and the mountains are silent.

The sound of horses' hooves startled the birds in the forest and broke the silence.

A black-clothed warrior came from behind, hit his horse to catch up with the purple horse, and reported to the young man with the pearl crown: "Your Highness, I have inquired clearly, the little lady in the nunnery is the third lady of the Weiguo Mansion, and she said that she was staying in the nunnery. ”

Beside the young man, a man in Tsing Yi smiled and said: "Your Highness really deserves to be the proud son of the sky in the wind of Yushu, but just a trip to Qingping Nunnery attracted a daughter of the Guogong Mansion who was eager to make a personal promise." ”

The young man's phoenix eyes widened, and the smile was very sarcastic: "You didn't enter the nunnery just now, how do you know that people are going to make a promise?" ”

The man in Tsing Yi smiled again, and raised a pair of narrow eyes: "You don't need to witness it, you can guess it, Your Highness's bearing is enough to attract thousands of beauties...... Why don't you let your subordinates arrange and meet this little lady in the next month? ”

The young man snorted coldly, smiled, waved his horsewhip fiercely, and galloped forward for a while, and the man in Tsing Yi immediately followed with a whip, following him like a shadow.

When he distanced himself from the black-clothed warriors, the young man slowed down the horse's hooves and said thoughtfully: "This third lady of the Weiguo Mansion seems to be a concubine, right?" ”

The man in Tsing Yi was stunned and nodded: "The three concubines of Wei Guogong are the presidents, line five, line six." Seeing that the young man was silent, he smiled again: "Of course she is not qualified for the princess, but a side concubine position is still good." ”

"Ridiculous." The young man grinned: "Do you think my aunt and grandmother will let her granddaughter be small with others?" It's so easy to think about. He pondered for a while: "I'm sure, my concubine should be the eldest daughter of the Duke of Weiguo." ”

The man in Tsing Yi was stunned again: "The saint's faith in Wei Guogong is obvious to all, his eldest daughter, the queen is only afraid that it will ......."

"The crown prince has already married a concubine, and my aunt and grandmother will never let her eldest granddaughter be a concubine." The boy was confident.

"Concubine Keming seems to be intent on letting the four princes ......"

"She is delusional, the queen will never let the fourth brother marry Wei Guogong."

The man in Tsing Yi twisted his eyebrows, pondered for a while, and had an epiphany: "The daughter of the Su family is bound to marry into the royal family, and only His Royal Highness is the most suitable to come." ”

"Who doesn't know that I only love to recite poems and recite the moon, dance and ink, and have the same brotherhood with the prince." There are thin lips dyed by cherry blossoms, and a gorgeous smile blooms: "Only if I marry the aunt of the Su family, can the queen sleep at ease." ”

"Your Highness has a chance to win." The man in Tsing Yi smiled shyly: "Poor Sanniang, if His Royal Highness becomes her brother-in-law, wouldn't he have to break his heart?" I don't know what Su Sanniang looks like, if it is a closed moon, his subordinates feel a pity for His Royal Highness. ”

The young man raised his eyebrows, thinking of the woman who twisted and fabricated, and sneered: "Those noble daughters are just vulgar fans, what is the difference between taking off that noble identity and the fireworks woman in the brothel?" What's the pity, beautiful and beautiful, I don't know how many people in the world, for me, it's just a beautiful painting skin. ”

Sanniang Yiluo didn't know that she had become a beauty, standing in the ancient pavilion, until sunset, recalling the words of the pearl-crowned young man repeatedly, while giving birth to infinite longing, while secretly regretting - after all, she still had too many scruples, and she didn't dare to ask about the name and surname of Na Langjun, nor did she dare to tell her surname, I really don't know if there is a fate to say goodbye.

The heart is half sweet, half is sad, stepping on the glow to return to the nunnery, the next few days, chanting in front of the Buddha, unprecedentedly pious down, only wish the Bodhisattva blessed, can be with the young man, and then meet in a certain Chenguang.

Five days, I didn't even feel embarrassed.

Even when Mama Song came to pick her up, she was reluctant.

Helplessly, she racked her brains, and she couldn't get the identity of a teenager from the mouth of the nuns in the nunnery, and she didn't have the courage to ask the abbot of Jingping.

Mama Song saw Sanniang calm and gentle, and felt extremely comforted, but naturally unexpectedly, in just a few days, this noble daughter actually sprouted in the nunnery.

Sanniang went to see the Huang family first, and said that she wanted to go to Yuanyingtang to confess her mistake to her grandmother.

Mama Song pinched her sleeves, and the orchid hairpin that her adopted son retrieved from the pawnshop was only rubbing in front of the Huang family, idlely pulling at the parents' shortcomings, but she refused to leave.

Huang finally felt a little taste and retired the maid.

……

In the Green Garden, Qiu Yue heard that Sanniang was "released from prison", and looked for the little sisters with a bag of melon seeds and candy to chat for a while, and came back in high spirits to report-

Sanniang knelt in front of Mrs. Tai and wept bitterly, blaming herself, and later went to tell Aunt Cui the wrong child...... That Seongheian is really a good place, and it can really make people reborn. ”

Yijing listened to it, that is, smiled faintly.

If she doesn't experience great changes, how can she be reborn so easily, she still knows Sanniang to some extent, but I'm afraid that this show of weakness is only on the surface.

Among them, there may be Mama Song's great contributions.

But Sanniang's affairs, she can't care about it for the time being.

Yingsheng's shoes are still in the process of being worked, and there is no new move on Mama Song's side for the time being, and after thinking about it, she still asked Qiuyue to suspend the original plan.

While listening to the lecture in Fufeng Hall, Yijing developed an "intimate" relationship with An Ran, and cultivated a "warm" relationship with An Jin at the same time, going around to explore the old past in the palace of the king of Chu.

Thinking about it carefully, although An Ran is a concubine, she is also the only daughter of the king of Chu, but she has not been named the county lord for a long time......

Whether it is the old princess, the king of Chu, or even the queen mother and the saint, they have been negligent all the time.

Doubts accumulate more and more, but there is no breakthrough to be found.

The scenery is very depressing.

An Jin became acquainted with her, and more or less talked about the important things, Yijing concluded from her narration that General Zhenguo loved her biological mother very much, and the reason why she had been kept outside the mansion was because of identity restrictions.

It is impossible for the royal family to recognize the identity of a servant, and if An Jin wants to recognize her ancestors and return to her ancestors, her biological mother must leave far away.

Yijing believes that An Jin's mother and daughter existed in their previous lives, but General Zhenguo was careful, so they never made a fuss.

But in this life, why was it known by the general's wife?

After tactfully inquiring, An Jin didn't know very well, only knew that it was the subordinates of the Chu Palace's mansion who said that he had leaked his mouth.

Asked more about General Zhenguo, An Jin couldn't say anything useful, and only said how her father loved her, and now her biological mother was sent to Longxi, thanks to General Zhenguo's care, she was able to gain a foothold in the Chu Palace, and between her words, she hated the general's wife faintly.

As for the old things in the Chu Palace, An Jin didn't hear from General Zhenguo at all, including that the prince of Chu was suffering from a "bad disease", which An Jin only learned about recently.

"Brother Shizi is polite and amiable, such a good person, but there is no good reward." An Jin was very emotional.

It seems that the strategy of starting from these two little girls will not work, Yijing has to give up, and he is thinking about it, whether to simply talk from Yu Zhou?