Early the next morning, a team of royal honor guards came out of the palace gate with the attendants, and the road was closed and guarded along the way, and soon arrived at Baoxiang Temple.

Baoxiang Temple is located in the eastern suburbs of the capital, by the mountains and rivers, layer upon layer, the environment is quiet, and the incense is constantly burning at four o'clock.

It is said that a hundred years ago, there was a monk who practiced here and passed away, turned into a relic, and achieved a golden body, and then this place became a blessed place, and a temple was built on it.

After arriving in the Jokhang Dynasty, Emperor Gaozu rebuilt the temple in great succession, the spiritual seat of the ancestors was enshrined in it, the royal family followed suit, and many families came to worship, and the incense of Baoxiang Temple was becoming more and more prosperous.

By the time of the first emperor, it had become a veritable royal temple, and the queen mother had also prayed for blessings and practiced in the Baoxiang Temple for three years after the death of the first emperor.

In front of the temple gate, the host has been waiting for a long time.

The Queen Mother and Su Qian got out of the carriage one after another, and the host stepped forward with his hands folded, "Amitabha, the poor monk is called Hui Xiu, I have seen the Queen Mother, the Queen." ”

"The host is polite."

The Queen Mother and Su Qian clasped their hands together and saluted.

According to the ritual, the front ceremony has been held, and the monks of the whole monastery recite the scriptures.

In the hall of ten thousand Buddhas, worship the gods, the Buddha has three Ming, ten powers, four fearless, eighteen non-common laws, in the middle is the statue of Amitabha Buddha, the law is strict, and the treasure is compassionate.

Su Qian ordered high incense, with sincerity and respect, kneeling in front of the Buddha statue and moving slowly and without hurry, with a respectful attitude, and muttered in his heart, "I pray that the wind and rain will be smooth in the coming year, and the people will be abundant." ”

She kowtowed and got up and inserted the incense into the Buddha furnace.

After the Queen Mother finished praying, after searching for a circle, she couldn't help asking, "Why don't you see Master Huiming today?" ”

The host bowed his head and replied, "Master Huiming is in retreat and cultivating, and it is not yet the day to get out." ”

There was some regret in the Queen Mother's tone, "It seems that the mourning family has no chance to discuss Buddhism with Master Huiming today." ”

And Su Qian, who was standing next to him, was curious about this Master Huiming, the Queen Mother and the Queen Mother personally came to the Buddhist temple to pray for blessings, which was a big event, but this Master Huiming didn't listen to anything outside the window, and was only in retreat.

Xiao Shami trotted all the way back and said, "The room where the Queen Mother lives has been cleaned up, and the meal is ready." ”

"Okay, the mourning family is tired all the way."

The Queen Mother glanced at Su Qian beside her, and a trace of disgust crossed her eyes, "The queen can do it herself." ”

"Yes."

The Empress Dowager Shi Shiran left.

The little novice led the queen to the wing room to rest for a while, and prepared hot tea and pastries.

Su Qian picked up the tea cup and took a sip lightly, it was sweet and sweet in his mouth, and the tea flavor spread in his mouth, which was different from the taste in the precious tea, but it had a different sweet taste.

"What kind of tea is this? It's delicious and unique. ”

Xiao Shami explained: "Back to the queen's mother, the tea is commonplace, it is the old tea planted in the back mountain of the temple in the spring, and the good thing is that the water used to make tea is taken from a spiritual spring in the back mountain, and the water has its own sweet taste. ”

Su Qian couldn't help but admire, "Baoxiang Temple is a blessed place, and even this water is different. ”

Although he didn't walk much and sat in the carriage, but this mountain road came bumpy, Su Qian also felt tired, and seeing that the queen mother had the intention of resting, Xiao Shami closed the door of the wing room and left.

After Zhiyun saw that there was no one around, his body that had been stretched for several hours relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You can sit down and rest."

Su Qian patted the stool beside him, their master and servant have always been casual with each other, there are not so many rules, Zhiyun does not twist with the mother, sitting on the stool and rubbing his sore shoulders.

Zhiyun stuck out his tongue and sighed: "The temple is solemn, and as soon as the slave and maid come in, they subconsciously hold their breath and be respectful everywhere. ”

"yes." Su Qian was wearing a queen's palace suit, which was already heavy, and he also felt very tired when he walked down a set of rules and procedures.

The master and servant gossiped and waited for lunch, when it was almost time to return.

Just when Su Qian and Zhiyun were talking and laughing, someone knocked on the door of the wing room outside, the master and servant glanced at each other, Zhiyun was immediately silenced, and immediately got up and stood behind Niangniang.

Su Qian raised his voice and asked, "Who?" ”

"The poor monk's name is Huiming, and he wants to see the queen."

Master Huiming? Isn't it a closed door to worship the Buddha, how can you come here?

Su Qian got up and went to open the door of the side room, and the person who came was a kind old man, with simple monk clothes and half-old patches, unlike other novices in the temple, and the clothes on his body were very exquisite.

Huiming hung a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name, "Amitabha." ”

Su Qian invited people in.

For the monks who don't have to twist and turn, Su Qian simply asked directly, "I don't know what Master Huiming is looking for this palace?" ”

Hui Ming glanced at the second person in the room and said nothing.

Su Qian got the signal, and said, "Zhiyun, you go out first." ”

Zhiyun blessed his body, turned around and walked out of the wing, and closed the door tightly.

"The poor monk repaired the customs because of the turmoil of the Jokhang fortune, trying to find a way to turn around, but the person of the Mandate of Heaven has fallen into the cycle of cause and effect, and it is difficult to find the law of double perfection, and what the poor monk can't imagine is that the person of the Mandate of Heaven is the queen mother."

Su Qian heard it, and she couldn't help but laugh dumbly, "Master Huiming has tormented this palace, this palace is just one of thousands of ordinary people, what kind of fate can be related to this palace." ”

She never believed in fate, but only in herself.

Huiming sighed deeply, the light in his eyes was complicated and difficult to discern, "It's okay for the queen mother not to listen to the poor monk's words, the destiny of heaven is destined to have this catastrophe in the lifeline of Jokhang, blessings and misfortunes, and the mother will be safe if she comes." ”

When Su Qianyan heard this, his face changed slightly, and his tone became heavy, "What can Master Huiming find out from it?" ”

Is it true that she should have come to this world?

Hui Ming's expression was unfathomable, and his words became ambiguous, "There are all living beings in the ten worlds of Buddhism, and all things are closely related, this is a fixed number, and it is a fixed number that the queen mother can't change." ”

Su Qian clenched the armrest of the back of the chair, and his willow eyebrows gradually frowned, "Since Master Huiming deliberately went out to see the palace, why not give guidance to the palace?" ”

Hui Ming twisted the Buddha beads in his hand, refused to say more, and only smiled slightly: "The donor has deep roots and has a relationship with my Buddha, so the poor monk came to see this side." ”

Half of his words were spoken, and half of them were hidden, and Su Qian couldn't help but be anxious for him to make it clear as he was.

I always feel that Master Huiming can penetrate the soul that belongs to her under this skin, if this is the case, can you show her the way home?

seemed to see through her thoughts, Huiming's eyes were calm, revealing the understanding that only a wise man has, "The destiny of heaven has been decided, everything is fate, and the queen mother can do it according to her heart." ”

He doesn't have the ability to rewrite the mandate of heaven, he just came to this wing room to see the person of the mandate of heaven, and the great Zhao Qi is moving, which is both a curse and a blessing.

Su Qian let go of his clenched hand and smiled bitterly, "Bengong knows." ”

"The queen is kind to herself."

After Huiming left these words, he left the wing.

Zhiyun walked in from the outside, and saw that Niangniang seemed to have lost her soul, and her eyes were not focused, so she asked worriedly: "What's wrong with Niangniang?" Is it uncomfortable in the body. ”

Su Qian waved her hand, in order to reassure Zhiyun, she reluctantly pulled the corners of her lips, "It's okay, it's just a little troublesome to discuss Buddhism with Master Huiming." ”

"That mother, don't think about it, and be tired again." Zhiyun pushed the pastry plate to Niangniang's hand, asking her to eat something to calm down first.