This temple has been repaired by several generations of saints, the temple is majestic, and it is the most glorious one in the Dajing temple.

Yao Ji lifted the curtain, the carriage swayed leisurely, and drove quickly towards Kaihuafang, the sound of the wind whistling in her ears, and the bustling street scene was like the fast-forward lens she watched in her previous life, speeding past her eyes.

People come and go, the hustle and bustle of the world, as sharp as a cold knife, the corners of her eyes hurt a little, she seems to see herself as if she is in a different world, walking on the pedestrian street with milk tea, she has never been a sentimental hypocrisy, but it is still inevitable that the tip of her nose is sour, she snorted, a little miss the taste of popcorn, miss the feeling of holding popcorn and watching a movie.

Han Changdui closed his eyes to recuperate, the car was very quiet, only a few low breathing sounds, the sound of snorting fell in the car very clearly, he actually heard the surprise from the sound, and couldn't help but be very strange.

She can't be crying.

"What are you looking at?" Han Changdui suddenly spoke, startling Yao Qi.

Yao Ji looked as usual for a moment, slowly lowered the car curtain, pursed his lips and smiled: "Look at the excitement outside." ”

Han Changdui frowned and cruised her, her eyes were a little red, if he didn't know that she never applied powder, that little red must not be rouge, and she would have concealed it, but he didn't expose her, only whispered: "I have already asked the sage for a will, and I will allow you to go to King An's Mansion under the guise of being a female doctor in the palace to treat Rong Jun's main illness." ”

Yao Ji was stunned for a moment, and blurted out a whisper: "So fast!" ”

Han Changwan raised his eyebrows: "What, you're still too fast?" Then let Huo Hanshan live in the prison of the Internal Security Division for a few more days, anyway, the Internal Security Division is not short of silver and can afford it. ”

Yao Qi waved his hand again and again, and said with a smile: "It's not fast, it's not fast, it's wrong, my lord, then let's go." ”

Han Changdui picked up the curtain and looked at the sky, turned his head and said, "If the inquiry of the Recommended Fu Temple goes well, I will go to King An's Mansion after lunch." He paused slightly, and asked with some difficulty: "You, do you need to prepare anything?" ”

Yao Ji was stunned for a moment, thinking of the tools she used in her previous life, they were too complicated and too high-tech, she didn't have dexterous hands, she couldn't do it, and it was in vain to think about it, so she smiled: "No." ”

There was a moment of silence in the car, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Yao Ji reacted later, Han Changdui was showing favor to her, and her reaction seemed to be too cold, so he hurriedly smiled and went back to make up for it: "My lord, how did you find out that the Lotus Sutra is related to the Recommended Blessing Temple?" ”

Han Changdui's eyes flowed with a faint smile, but his expression was indifferent: "Many years ago, I saw an embroidery of the Lotus Sutra in Jianfu Temple, and the handwriting is the same as the one offered in the Se Se Building, and the embroidery was embroidered by the first emperor and concubine according to the handscroll of Grand Master Fuhui and donated to Jianfu Temple. ”

Yao Ji was taken aback: "Archmage Fuhui's handscroll, it's a unique product, how can it be in the Seser Building." ”

Han Changwan smiled: "It's not a genuine work, it's an imitation, the real work has been collected in the Jianfu Temple, outsiders can't see it, then this imitation must also be imitated by the monks in the Jianfu Temple, I didn't notice the Lotus Sutra at first, the Dajing Dynasty advocates Buddhism, who doesn't offer anything, but after learning yesterday that the book was donated by the Jianfu Temple, I became suspicious and asked He Zhenfu to judge the guy again." ”

Yao Qi slurred, if she didn't say that people could be young envoys, she was as careful as she didn't say anything, and she was also knowledgeable, if she put the Lotus Sutra in front of her, she could at most see that the words were written well, as for who wrote it, her eyes were black, and it would be good if she could recognize all the words on it.

She thought for a while, and then asked: "My lord, I still have to try to meet Wang Zhong in Song Huaide's case, he is the only person who knows." ”

The carriage was moving very fast, but it was not so steady, the curtain of the carriage swayed undulatingly, and the bright sunlight shone into the carriage.

Han Changwan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Don't worry, Wang Gui's other nephew is going to marry a wife in the near future, and Wang Gui will definitely go to watch the ceremony." ”

Yao Ji raised his eyebrows: "My lord even knows such a secret thing." She still hasn't said a word, and the paparazzi tabloid reporters are sighing to themselves.

Han Changdui said lightly: "I also learned about it by chance." ”

The two of them talked a few more gossips without saying a word, and as soon as the carriage suddenly heard it, he heard the coachman whispering outside: "My lord, the temple has arrived." ”

Under the clear blue sky, the plaque that hangs high is solemn and solemn, and the five words of "Edict Recommend Blessing Temple" are written by Emperor Wu of the previous dynasty, which is vigorous and simple, and makes people feel awe-inspired.

Although the temple is a royal temple, ordinary people are also allowed to enter the temple to offer incense and pray to the gods and worship the Buddha.

When Han Changwan and the others arrived, it was the time when there were the most people in the Recommended Blessing Temple, and the crowds of people coming in and out were piled up at the mountain gate, and after just a few steps, they were already crowded.

In the depths of the mountain gate, puffs of green smoke rose into the air, swept over the blue glazed tile roof, and soared into the sky.

Han Changwan glanced at the bustling people, grabbed Yao Qi's hand, and said in a low voice, "Follow me." ”

Yao Qi was caught off guard, and before he came back to his senses, he was dragged away by Han Changdu.

Light smoke weaved into a mist in mid-air, and the road ahead and the temple in the distance seemed a little hazy. Yao Qi was the first time to come back to Jianfu Temple, she was somewhat unrecognizable, and walked against the flow of people to the depths of the temple, she was a little afraid of losing it, so she subconsciously clenched Han Changdu's hand.

Han Changwan turned his head in surprise, glanced at Yao Qi, moved his lips, and didn't say anything after all.

The two of them met the main hall and did not enter, went around to the back of the main hall, and saw the prefect monk in a gray shirt in the bustling crowd.

Han Changdui hurriedly stepped forward, saluted, took out the fish talisman and handed it to the governor monk, and said lightly: "Master, this official is here to see the host, there is a case, you need to ask the abbot master for advice or two, and Master Lao will take the official to see the abbot master." ”

The prefect monk's face was young, he looked less than thirty, and in the face of such a famous person as the Major Envoy of the Internal Security Division, his expression did not change, and he politely handed back the fish talisman to Han Changdui, and said respectfully, but not humble or arrogant: "The two donors, please follow the little monk to the quiet room for a while." ”

The two followed the prefect monk to the direction of the quiet room, and the bamboo forests on both sides of the road had lost all their leaves, and even the bamboo poles were a little yellow, and they were blown by the wind, and they touched each other with a soft sound.

The green bricks on the floor are not ordinary blue-gray, but light gray with a faint gold fragment, like the light of the sun's shadow falling on the top, slowly moving the overflowing light.

Han Changdui looked thoughtfully at the slightly rickety back in front of him, the road under his feet was paved with large bluestone slabs, and he walked with people like Yao Qi who practiced martial arts, without making a sound.

The prefect monk wore a pair of gray wood-soled monk shoes, but he didn't make the slightest noise when he walked on such a cold and hard stone road.

This monk's figure looks emaciated, and it is not considered to be powerful, but it should be good.

At the end of the road is also a large bamboo forest, and the sunlight shines on the bamboos that have lost their leaves, and the mottled shadows of the trees on the ground swaying with the wind.

Rows of ash-tiled and white-walled quiet rooms are shaded by bamboo forests, quiet and leisurely, and the earthly hustle and bustle of the front hall are completely two human worlds.

Walking along the deep path to the door of a quiet room, the prefect monk pushed open the door and said lightly: "Two donors, please wait in the quiet room for a while, and the little monk will go back to the senior brother." ”

Han Changdui saluted and thanked him.

This quiet room is vacant at a glance, although there is no floating ash, but it is cold and scary, there is no kang and no charcoal basin, fortunately, Han Changwan and the two are people who practice martial arts, this cold can still be endured, if you change others, you can stay for a while, you can freeze your hands and feet stiff.

The bamboo shadow was imprinted on the window paper, swaying gently, and the window paper in the quiet room was extremely thick, only a little sunlight penetrated in, and the quiet room was a little dim.

Han Changwan turned her head to look at Yao Qi under the window, her expression was a little stunned, the faint sunlight through the thick window paper was already very thin, falling on her side face, her expression was a little lonely.

Han Changwan was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling that something was wrong with Yao Qi, and he had been in a daze.

He opened his mouth, but before he could ask anything, there was a rustling sound outside, and it was not the prefect monk who had just come.

With a squeak, the door of the quiet room was pushed open, and a monk in a magnolia-colored gown walked in the sunlight.

He looked at Han Changdui and saluted, and said with a smile: "Little monk Zhishan, may I ask if the two adults want to see the abbot?" ”

Han Changdui returned a salute: "It's this official." ”

The monk nodded: "Two adults, please come with the little monk." ”

As he spoke, he led Han Changwan and the two of them through the dense bamboo forest, and the light of the sky circulated in the forest, fragmented and fragmented.

After a while, the three of them stopped outside the quiet room next to the bamboo forest hidden in the deepest part, and the monk pushed open the door and said with a smile: "Two adults, the abbot is invited." ”

Han Changdui nodded and thanked him, and slowly walked into the room, only to see an old man standing in the quiet room, his eyebrows and beard were all gray, but his face was smooth, without a trace of wrinkles, and he looked only thirty as promised, without the slightest appearance of old age.

He had a smile on his face, and his eyes were clear, like a crumpled moonlight, which was exceptionally clear: "Han Shizi, let's meet again." ”

Han Changdui was also stunned, obviously he didn't expect to see a familiar person in this place, he relaxed, and the appearance of being a big enemy suddenly dissipated, and he saluted with a smile: "Abbot Fuxian." ”

Yao Qi was full of suspicions, looking at the two as if they had known each other in the past, why didn't Han Changdui mention it, did he not know that the current abbot of Jianfu Temple was someone he knew?

However, now that we know, the rest of the matter will be easy to do, and I am not afraid that he will refuse to say it.