The rise of the poor

Chapter 350 Buddhist scriptures
The setting sun is setting, the sky is full of red clouds, and the floating mist permeates the world. Linhuaihou Mansion is also ethereal in this sunset mist.

In the backyard of the Marquis of Linhuai Mansion, Baozi's little maid was holding Baozi's face, her little head dozed off little by little, and she woke herself up once after three or five naps. When she saw the young lady sitting at the table by the window, I was still copying the Buddhist scriptures earnestly and piously, and then I was relieved to doze off and wake up again.

Baozi's little maid was really sleepy.

Last night, the annoying Duke of Wei's mansion next door set off firecrackers all night, scaring people's little hearts so much that they almost jumped out. It was so noisy that few people in Linhuaihou's mansion could fall asleep, and the young lady didn't sleep all night either.The sound of firecrackers finally stopped in the morning, and the master and lady servants in the mansion also took time during the day to make up for last night's sleep.

However, the young lady did not catch up on sleep after getting up in the morning. Apart from letting herself go to give my uncle a century-old Changbai Mountain ginseng, the young lady has been sitting on the table devoutly copying Buddhist scriptures, saying that it is for the old man and the three who are away. A brother copied scriptures and prayed for blessings.The lady didn't sleep, so the little maid of Baozi naturally couldn't sleep either, and had to wait on her, so this caused the little maid of Baozi's sleepy little head to be bit by bit.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone in front of the window. The misty mist outside the window and the burning incense inside the window added a bit of hazy beauty to the beautiful woman in front of the window. She was wearing a slim floor-length dress with plum blossoms embroidered with red silk thread. A cyan ribbon is tied between her hair, her black hair is combed in a ponytail, and the bun is decorated with delicate lily pendants, which is enchanting in elegance, and elegant in enchanting.

The jade man is slender and holds a hairpin brush in his hand, his big watery eyes are focused on the pen, and he is meticulously copying Buddhist scriptures on the snow-white rice paper, very pious and serious.

"Great Mercy and Great Compassion Avalokitesvara Avalokitesvara Sutra": Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, prajna paramita is at ease, all dharmas have no appearance, and the heart seeks...

The Buddhist scriptures flow out gracefully in Li Shu's pen, and the rows of hairpin flowers in small letters are like a refreshing spring in a high mountain flowing down from the foot of the mountain full of snow lotus flowers, which makes people look twice. feel comfortable.

In addition to this piece of Buddhist scriptures at hand, there is also a thick stack of rice paper full of Buddhist scriptures on several cases, and the words on it are also "The Sutra of Great Mercy, Great Compassion, Viewing Freedom, Mind and Things Come True", every word is a stroke Beautiful and neat, every sentence is neatly arranged, and every page looks comfortable.

It can be seen how serious and pious Jade Man is in copying Buddhist scriptures on this day.

The jade man was copying the Buddhist scriptures devoutly and earnestly, her tender red lips were slightly opened, and she seemed to be saying something silently. Looking at the girl's mouth shape, she seemed to be silently reciting scriptures and praying to make a wish, but every time the last three words were made, it seemed They are all "stinky toads"...

This is the habit of the ancients. In ancient times, people often copied Buddhist scriptures to pray for blessings, especially for girls. They prayed for their parents, prayed for their husbands, and prayed for... This is also influenced by Buddhism. There is such a passage in the Diamond Sutra : "If there are people who hear this scripture and have faith in it, their blessings will be better than others, not to mention writing, accepting, reading, reciting, and explaining for others!" In their view, copying Buddhist scriptures and reciting Buddhist scriptures are all blessings, and they can accumulate blessings and pray , the more pious the more effective.

The girl is devout, and every word comes from her heart.

"Miss, ma'am."

When the girl was seriously copying, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the yard, accompanied by the elongated voice of a little girl and the sudden opening of the door.

The sudden sound caused the girl who was writing piously to smear a word. The girl frowned when she saw the smeared words, and looked coldly at the person coming at the door with her watery eyes.

The little bun girl who was nodding and dozing off was also awakened by the sudden sound, her bun face looked as if she had been frightened, and the chubby girl covered her beating heart with her hands and looked at the door.

"Miss, miss, uncle is back from the exam..."

The little maid who came in saw her lady's icy eyes, and trembled all over in fright, trembling with fright, almost swallowed the words that followed.

However, it seemed to be an illusion, the little girl trembled and finished speaking, and felt that her lady's cold eyes seemed to melt all of a sudden, as if the coldness just now was just because she ran too fast and was out of breath, which caused her brain to have an illusion of.

"What, my uncle is back~~" The little maid of Baozi was very excited when she heard the words, and her drowsiness disappeared.

"Forget it this time, and be so reckless next time, be careful with your skin." Li Shu put down the brush in her hand, glanced at the girl who entered the door, and said lightly.

"Thank you miss, the servant will never dare again." The little girl at the door wiped the cold sweat from her head and nodded repeatedly.

"Miss~~Miss~~ Let's go and see my uncle, I don't know how your uncle is doing in the exam." The little maid of Baozi couldn't sit still when she heard the news that Zhu Ping'an had returned from the exam.

"What's the rush, he can't run away..." Li Shu turned her beautiful eyes, curled her small mouth, got up unhurriedly, straightened her slender hands, moved her lotus steps lightly, and carefully placed the copied Buddhist scriptures on the top of the bookshelf. Elegant like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks in the world, but the corner of her mouth involuntarily evoked a sweet smile.

The little maid of Baozi stuck out her tongue when she heard the words, blushing.

Li Shu put away the Buddhist scriptures, changed into a set of clothes after washing, and then led the little bun girl, two other maids and two old mothers out of the courtyard, and walked towards the front yard.

The mansion of Linhuaihou was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and Linhuaihou also hurried back to the mansion in the afternoon, and arranged for the mansion to prepare a feast for Zhu Pingan who had returned from the palace examination.When he returned to the mansion, Marquis Linhuai happened to see the brat who was playing with the little loli while scratching the ground. When the brat turned his head and saw his dark-faced father, he almost peed his pants on the spot without being scared.But fortunately the Marquis of Linhuai had to arrange a banquet, the bear boy was just yelled at, even for this, the bear boy was too frightened to understand.

Zhu Pingan returned to Linhuai Hou's mansion in the evening, and chatted with Wang Shizhen and Zhang Siwei for a while on the road. Zhang Siwei was still in a calm mood, but Wang Shizhen was so excited that he talked about Emperor Jiajing all the way. Xiongfeng revived the atmosphere of Mingzhu, saying that he couldn't hold back for a while and put forward ten suggestions on governing the country in one breath. It seems that Wang Shizhen still has a strong scholarly spirit in his bones.The family members of Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen are still staying in the capital for the time being. If they are not afraid that their family members will be waiting in a hurry, the two of them can chat with Zhu Pingan overnight.

Linhuaihou's mansion was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and a sumptuous dinner was specially prepared to welcome him. Zhu Ping'an was a little uncomfortable after entering the mansion under the hospitality.

After ten years of cold windows, no one asked, and he became famous all over the world in one fell swoop. The ancients were sincere and never deceived me.

(End of this chapter)