The second day was a cloudy day.

The sky was dark and foggy, and the day was dark. The wind blew the lantern under the eaves of the medical hall to sway, and Lu Tong carried the medical box on his back and got into the carriage with the silver kite.

The carriage was hired by Du Changqing for them, and they waited at the door early.

Wan'en Temple is located on the top of Wangchun Mountain, and it is at least a half-day drive from West Street. Du Changqing allowed Lu Tong to take a day off, and only asked her to come back and close the shop before tomorrow evening.

The carriage was speeding all the way, and Yinzheng couldn't help but lift the curtain to look out, surprised by the splendid scenery along the way, and nervous about the rain falling halfway, and the muddy ground was difficult to walk.

Fortunately, the sky is beautiful, although the black clouds are pressing down on the city, the rain only started to fall in front of the gate of the mountaintop temple. When I first came, the rain was not very strong, and a layer of water curtain was clouded, which added a little quiet and remote to the ancient temple in the shadow of ten thousand trees.

The coachman smiled in front of him: "Miss, you are about to arrive at the temple gate." ”

Lu Tong lifted the corner of the curtain and looked out the window through the curtain.

Wan'en Temple is huge, covers an area and is wide, from the mountainside of Wangchun Mountain, all kinds of Buddha totems are carved in front of the stone wall stairs on both sides of the mountain range. The temple is full of locust trees, pine and bamboo. At this time, there is wind and rain, blowing the wind of the bamboo forest, the twilight rain hits the pear blossoms, Wan'en Temple is like the ancient temple in the strange spirits, the hermit is happy.

However, this temple is very lively.

Perhaps because of this, the temple is effective, and the incense is vigorous. I had seen a lot of carriages on the way up the mountain before, but when I arrived at the temple gate, the carriages were in an endless stream, and they were jammed everywhere. There are many female pilgrims, there are people everywhere, there are monks on the mountain to hit the bell, the bell is far away and ethereal, and the smoke of burning incense is misty.

On the one hand, it is lively, and on the other hand, it is quiet, both into the red dust and off the red dust, both cold and lively.

Lu Tong was watching, and the carriage was hit hard, knocking her to the side, and she almost fell off the carriage. Yinzheng hurriedly sat up straight, helped Lu Tong again, lifted the curtain of the car, and asked outward, "What's the matter?" ”

In front of his own carriage, he saw another more spacious and gorgeous Zhulun canopy carriage rudely squeezed into front of his own carriage, and the coachman in the carriage in front of him was holding a horsewhip, and was turning back to look at them, and said impatiently: "Don't get out of the way yet!" Disturbed the young master, see how you can afford it? ”

Yinzheng was about to speak, but Lu Tong held down her hand, she turned her head sideways, and saw Lu Tong shaking her head slightly.

The silver kite had no choice but to press it down.

Seeing that the two of them did not argue, the coachman snorted coldly, and drove the carriage on again. Behind him, he followed several more canopy carriages that were almost inseparable, and followed the man into the temple gate.

Yin Zheng said angrily: "These people are so domineering, it is clear that we came first." ”

Lu Tong put down the curtain: "Seeing that the other party's status is not low, and the dispute is useless, let them go." ”

Yinzheng nodded yes.

After entering the temple gate, the two got out of the carriage, and the coachman led the carriage to rest outside. Tomorrow morning, after the lotus puja, they will be waiting for them to come down the mountain at the temple gate.

Lu Tong and Yin Zheng first went to the monk who was in charge of accommodation at the temple gate and paid ten taels of silver, and the monk took the two of them to the dormitory.

Every year on the morning of the first day of April, the Qinglian Festival has many believers, and many officials and women go up the mountain one day in advance. The lodging in Wan'en Temple is sufficient, and the money in each lodging is different.

For example, the outermost washing bowl garden, one person and one or two silver for a night, is an ordinary dormitory, and the fasting meal is also average. If you stay here, you can't see the scenery of the temple.

The Garden of Feng'en is better than the Garden of Washing Bowls, with two taels of silver per person and one night, and the accommodation room is more spacious, and the meals are more abundant. Pilgrims can walk around the lodging garden. The flowers and trees in the Feng'en Garden are flourishing, and the cottage is also interesting.

Lu Tong and Yinzheng live in the Wuhuai Garden is more expensive, one person five taels of silver for a night, in which the corridor is tortuous, the clear stream discharges snow, and the Dogel is weaving, which is not a victory. As for the fasting meal, it is even more exquisite, and it will not live up to the five taels of silver.

There is also the Mirror Garden, the Edge Garden...... Listening to Du Changqing, there is also a dust mirror garden in Wan'en Temple, but it is no longer a place to stay that can be bought with silver. Only the royal relatives or the family of a high-ranking eunuch can live here.

The monk who led the way walked through the verandah of the long pavilion and walked in the direction of Wuhuai Garden. At this time, it is dusk, the temple is lit up everywhere, the night rain is falling, the sky is long and cloudy, and it is dripping.

Everywhere there were pilgrims carrying paper umbrellas to the dormitory, all in a hurry, so that their robes would not be wet by the rain.

Someone's figure walked by from a distance, and Lu Tong glanced over, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The dusk is deepening, the curtain is silent in the distance, in the night rain of the lonely lamp, the young man is handsome in silhouette, the figure is slender and straight, he does not hold an umbrella, he walks in the wind and rain in the rain, chic and heroic, does not see the empty Zen, but adds a bit of red dust and beauty.

Prince Zhaoning?

Lu Tong's eyes moved.

Last time in the rouge shop downstairs in Baoxiang, although this Pei Dianshuai was smiling and eloquent, he was actually scheming, and now he appeared here......

I don't know if there are any people from the temple here.

While she was thinking, the monk in front of her saw that she had not continued to follow, and asked with some confusion, "Donor?" ”

Lu Tong retracted his gaze and said, "Let's go." ”

After walking another pillar of incense, there were fewer people in front of me, until I came to a dense garden, the garden has a long corridor, and the corridor has a room every other distance.

At this time, the night is getting late, the lights are lit in the corridor, and the night rain is dusk, like a hazy glowworm.

The monk folded his hands together, raised his eyebrows and asked Lu Tong: "This place is Wuhuai Garden, and there are still a few empty houses left in the west, please choose one." ”

Lu Tong glanced at the corridor, stretched out his hand and pointed to the end of the room, and said, "That place is fine." ”

The leading monk was a little surprised, and kindly explained: "The innermost part of this house is probably lonely, and you can't see the scenery in the temple." ”

"It doesn't matter." Lu Tong walked forward, "I don't like to be lively, besides, it's rainy and dark at night, and I can't see any scenery." ”

When the monk saw this, he said no more, but led them to the last house, gave them the key to the lock, and then left.

Lu Tong and Yinzheng pushed the door and walked in.

The house is spacious, divided into an outhouse and an inner room, with two long couches and bedding very clean. Some incense burners were placed on the table, perhaps to pass the time when pilgrims were bored.

The silver zheng put the burden away, and the monks sent rice, a plate of fresh winter melon, a bowl of bad yellow buds, and successively sent fresh lotus root, lettuce, lettuce, bamboo shoots, almond tofu, all of which are seasonal vegetables. Finally, there are two bowls of japonica porridge, a small tuft of auspicious fruit, and a plate of plum blossom cakes, which are about to take care of the taste of the female dependents.

Because of the half-day journey, the pilgrims came here, it was inevitable to relax, and then look at this table of porridge and side dishes, even if they are picky people, most of them have some good appetites.

Yinzheng set up the dishes and chopsticks, and saw Lu Tong standing at the window, so he asked, "Is the girl going out now?" ”

Lu Tong shook his head: "Not now. ”

It was raining heavily, and there was no one outside. If it is a clear night, from here, it is also beautiful, but now the dark wind and rain are blowing, and you can only see loneliness and loneliness.

Lu Tong stretched out his hand to close the window, so the dashing and sad look was shut out.

She walked to the table and sat down, picked up her chopsticks, and said calmly: "Wait until midnight to go out." ”