The eastern suburbs of Chang'an City, at the foot of Li Mountain.

"Wow! ”

Under a thick ginkgo tree, the pretty Li Rong'er held her head high, couldn't suppress her excitement, and kept praising under the ginkgo tree.

"Brother Jiang Liu'er, come and see. Li Rong'er's small hands frequently beckoned behind her. "It's coming, it's coming. Jiang Liu'er caught up from behind.

Jiang Liu'er came to the front, only to see a thick ginkgo tree came into view, this ginkgo tree is heroic, full of gold, while showing a dazzling gold, while sprinkling countless fallen leaves, rolling against the ground with the wind, paved into a splendid place.

A gust of autumn wind blows, the leaves move with the wind, like butterflies dancing, the golden leaves that fall all over the ground, and it seems to lay a golden carpet on the earth, looking at it from afar, the ground is full of gold, it is very beautiful.

"Rong'er, do you know this ginkgo tree?" Jiang Liu'er asked Li Rong'er beside him while looking at the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree intently.

"I don't know. Li Rong'er shook her head.

"Brother Jiang Liu'er, then you can talk about it. Then, Li Rong'er smiled playfully again.

"Just now, I inquired on the road, and the mountain people at the foot of this Li Mountain said that this ginkgo tree is very famous, it has grown for nearly a thousand years, and it is said that it was planted by Liu Heng, the emperor of the Han Dynasty......

"This ginkgo tree has been growing for so long, no wonder it's so big. Li Rong'er spit out a sharp tongue.

"Yes, every year in late autumn and even early winter, this ginkgo tree is like wearing a golden armor and holy clothes, and when the mountain wind passes, the ground is full of gold, which is very amazing. Didn't you see it now?" Jiang Liu'er said with a smile.

At this time, Li Rong'er held her head high, looking at the clusters of white fruits on the ginkgo tree, and shouted, "Brother Jiang Liu'er, what kind of fruit is this?"

"Hehe, it's called ginkgo seeds, and every year when autumn comes, these little fruits turn from green to pale yellow, and it changes with the seasons. When ripe, they all turn white, so they are called ginkgo seeds. Jiang Liuer told the story.

"The ripe ginkgo fruits hung one by one on the trees, and they fell down with a bamboo pole. In fact, ginkgo biloba leaves and ginkgo seeds can also be used in medicine. ”

"Oh, I see. Li Rong'er raised her pretty face and said with a smile: "Brother Jiang Liu'er, you know a lot." ”

The ginkgo tree was covered with golden leaves, and Jiang Liu'er twisted a ginkgo leaf from it, and looked at it carefully, and saw that the ginkgo leaf was fan-shaped, shiny on the surface, long petioles, and smooth to the touch.

"The thousand-year-old ginkgo is the most spiritual, under this tree, concentrating and calming, as if all the troubles in the world will dissipate, watching the golden leaves fall one after another, that moment is the moment of beauty, through the millennium. Jiang Liu'er sighed.

"Brother Jiang Liu'er, what you said is so good, you can compose poetry. Li Rong'er clapped her little hands and praised.

Jiang Liu'er shook her head and smiled a little shyly, a handsome, fair-skinned, and slightly shy face looked particularly good in Li Rong'er's eyes.

When Jiang Liuer and Li Rong'er climbed to the top of the mountain hand in hand, it was already sunset. Jiang Liu'er looked far away, and saw a large red cloud on the horizon and the ancient Zen temple and the golden ginkgo tree, which had a suffocating beauty.

Seeing that it was not early, Jiang Liuer and Li Rong'er returned along the mountain road. Along the way, Jiang Liu'er led the horse and talked with Li Rong'er as they walked.

"Brother Jiang Liu'er, there are really a lot of things going on in your family these days. Li Rong'er inadvertently talked about many things that Jiang Liu'er has experienced in the past few months.

"yes. Jiang Liu'er replied with emotion.

"Now, your father's revenge has also been avenged, and you have been reunited with your aunt, and you know that your grandfather is a high-ranking official of the imperial court, I don't know what Jiang Liuer's brother's plans are in the future?"

"What ...... I," Jiang Liu'er thought for a while and said, "Rong'er, you also know that I grew up in Jinshan Temple since I was a child, although Master Fa Ming let me read many classics in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but Buddhism is broad and profound, extremely subtle, and can be achieved overnight, so in the future, I will visit famous temples and study Buddhism intensively." ”

"Oh. Li Rong'er's face changed, and there was obviously a sense of disappointment in her tone.

"By the way, Brother Jiang Liu'er, do you want to stay here in Chang'an right now? Or do you ?------" After thinking about it, Li Rong'er was unwilling, rolled her eyes, and continued to ask.

"I promised Master Fa Ming that after the matter on the Chang'an side is settled, I will go back to Jinshan Temple. Jiang Liuer replied frankly.

"What about you, Rong'er, are you going back with me or are you looking for your relatives in Chang'an City and playing in the capital for a while?" Jiang Liu'er asked with a smile.

"I came with you, so naturally I will go back to Jinshan Temple with you. Li Rong'er also responded with a smile.

"Alright, let's go back together. Jiang Liu'er shaved Li Rong'er's straight nose, causing Miss Rong'er to roll her eyes.

"I want to go back to Jinshan Temple, but I don't know what my mother will say?" Jiang Liu'er thought to herself.

"Brother Jiang Liu'er, I'm very strange, why did the emperor, Uncle Wei, and Uncle Qin all speak for that Li Biao, why did they let that Li Biao go that day?" Li Rong'er said what she had been holding in her heart for the past few days.

"Buddha Yun: Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!" Jiang Liu'er sighed.

"Actually, I didn't understand this that day, but I figured it out in the past few days. Jiang Liu'er stopped and stared into the distance: "The so-called thought of life is a Buddha, a thought of evil is a demon, and a Buddha is a demon, all made by the heart." ”

"Rong'er, you also saw it with your own eyes that day, that Li Biao repented and repented and was sincere and kind, which planted the good cause of the Buddha, and if he had the good thoughts of the Buddha, would God still let him die?

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about that. Seeing Jiang Liu'er's appearance of being a high-ranking monk and being old-fashioned, Li Rong'er immediately interrupted Jiang Liu'er's words.

"Here, Brother Jiang Liu'er, drink saliva. With that, Li Rong'er unloaded the water bags of the accompanying horses and handed them to Jiang Liu'er.

"Hehe, it's better to be Sister Rong'er, I know that my brother is thirsty. Jiang Liu'er laughed and stroked Li Rong'er's head.

Sitting down on a big rock on the side of the road, Jiang Liu'er drank water while looking in the direction of the ancient ginkgo tree.

"Life is short, only less than a hundred years of time, but the towering ancient ginkgo tree, but it has been more than a thousand years, and it is still full of vitality! If the ginkgo has a spirit, I don't know how it should feel when it has read thousands of people and thousands of stories that have passed under its tree for thousands of years?"

Jiang Liu'er, who was sitting on the big rock, sighed for a while and sighed with emotion.