No. 1 Girl in the Imperial City

Chapter 178 Uncle? !
The carriage gradually left Anlan Academy, but instead of taking the official road back to the city, it went in another direction.

Even though Luo Junyao sat in the carriage and didn't look out, he could immediately sense that the direction was wrong, and he was a little curious, "Aren't we going back to the city?"

Xie Yan smiled at her and said, "Didn't you agree to go to the Huguo Temple the day before yesterday? Yao Yao doesn't want to go?"

Luo Jun shook his eyes and then remembered the appointment with Xie Yan a few days ago.

"I thought our appointment was a day when I didn't have to go to the academy?"

Xie Yan chuckled, "Maybe, I can't wait to meet Yaoyao, right? Don't worry, I have notified General Luo in advance."

Luo Junyao was also a little happy, who doesn't like to hear nice words?
Moreover, she and Xie Yan have just established a relationship, no matter how rational they are, it is inevitable that they will have the urge to be together all the time and not to be separated.

In the past two months, she really hasn't played anywhere outside the city seriously, but she was a little interested for a while.

Huguo Temple does not sound like an ordinary temple.

The Huguo Temple is indeed not an ordinary temple. Folk Buddhism and Taoism prevailed in the Dasheng Dynasty, and there are naturally many temples and Taoist temples near the imperial city.

The Lingwu Temple in the former dynasty was inextricably linked with the Dongling royal family. When Dasheng was founded, the Lingwu Temple located on the Ganlu Mountain in the city had long since declined, and now the Huguo Temple outside the city has become the Dasheng Temple. The largest and most prosperous temple.

Huguo Temple was originally called Bodhi Temple, and it was named Huguo Temple only after the first emperor succeeded to the throne, and it was only about ten years ago.

Because outside the city, the area of ​​the Huguo Temple is more magnificent than the original Lingwu Temple.

Therefore, this is not only a place where the dignitaries and people in Shangyong area burn incense and pay respects to the Buddha, but also an excellent choice for many literati to travel and play.

Now it is late autumn, and it is the best time to enjoy the red leaves and ginkgo every year, and it is also the best time to enjoy the flowers in the back mountain of Huguo Temple.

Luo Junyao felt that the director of the Huguo Temple should not only be a monk, but also a person in charge of a scenic spot with great vision.

Since ancient times, literati and scholars have loved to admire and chant flowers. Not only is the building of Huguo Temple extremely magnificent and exquisite, but the back mountain can be called the most beautiful garden in Shangyong.

Even if it is the private garden of the imperial palace or some powerful prince, it is probably far inferior to it.

The two did not walk up from the main gate of Huguo Temple step by step like ordinary worshipers. The carriage went directly to the back mountain of Huguo Temple.

After getting out of the carriage, looking around Luo Junyao almost thought that it was not autumn, but spring, which was supposed to be full of flowers.

From a distance, I saw hibiscus flowers blooming on the branches, deep red and light pink, and the various colors complement each other, which is really beautiful.

There is still a faint fragrance of flowers in the air.

This is obviously not the smell of hibiscus flowers. Luo Junyao could distinguish the scents of several kinds of flowers in just a moment. These scents mixed together are strange and not unpleasant. On the contrary, they give people a sense of prosperity.

Here, there is almost no feeling of the bleakness of autumn.

Xie Yan stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and the two stepped into the gate of the back mountain of the Huguo Temple side by side.

Sure enough, as soon as they stepped into the gate, the two of them seemed to have stepped into a spring day where colorful butterflies were flying.

Shangyong is in the middle line of Dasheng, and autumn and winter are not very warm.Although some butterflies can still be seen at this time, it is absolutely impossible to see the scene of flying butterflies in groups like this.

Even Luo Junyao couldn't help being surprised by such a beautiful scene.

"There are two hot springs on the back mountain of the Huguo Temple, and the abbot of the temple introduces the hot spring water to various parts of the garden, so the four seasons here are like spring, which can be regarded as a unique experience in Shangyong." Xie Yan said.

Luo Jun shook his head and said, "I've also heard it, but I haven't been here at this time of year before."

The original owner was not very interested in temples or flower appreciation, although he also came to Su Shi and Mrs. Luo several times, but it happened to be in spring and summer.This is the season when hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, so the feeling is naturally not so obvious.

Although it was already evening at this time, there were still many tourists in the park.

Such a handsome couple suddenly appeared, even though most people didn't know Xie Yan and Luo Junyao, they still attracted many people's attention.

One or two people who happened to know Xie Yan were so frightened that their eyes widened, and they didn't dare to disturb him at all, so they hurried away with their wives, children or companions, leaving them in peace.

"It's so beautiful." Luo Junyao stood beside Xie Yan, admiring the beautiful scenery in front of him.

The purpose of entering is all kinds of flowers, and there are colorful butterflies flying around, which is too beautiful.

This Huguo Temple is not like a palace or a private garden of a powerful person who only prefers various rare and precious varieties.Here you can see not only valuable rare flower species, but also small grass and wild flowers that are not worth mentioning on the roadside.Therefore, the artisanship of deliberate pampering is less, but more of the wildness and vitality that flowers and plants should have.

Xie Yan said softly: "Because of the hot springs on the mountain, the dignitaries in the imperial city have built many other courtyards up and down the mountain. The Chu Palace also has a separate courtyard here. If you like it in the future, you can come and stay for a while. "

Luo Junyao was a little surprised, "Will this not disturb the masters in the temple?"

Xie Yan shook his head and said: "These other courtyards have nothing to do with the Huguo Temple, they are just on the same mountain. Besides... having these other courtyards on the mountain is not all beneficial to the Huguo Temple."

Of course Luo Junyao understood this truth, and couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "I think... if the abbot of the Huguo Temple is going to do business, he will definitely be fine."

Xie Yan laughed lightly when he heard this, and said, "Shake your eyes."

"Huh?" Luo Junyao looked at him puzzled.

Xie Yan said: "The abbot of the Huguo Temple...was really a businessman before he became a monk. Before he became the abbot, the Huguo Temple was poor and poor, relying on the hard work of the monks in the temple to survive every day, and he didn't even receive a few incense money. .After he became the abbot, Huguo Temple became one of the best temples in the Shangyong area in less than ten years."

"..." Luo Junyao was speechless for a long while before slowly saying: "As expected, gold will shine wherever it is."

"Thank you for your compliment, miss. I'm ashamed of you as a poor monk." Just as Luo Junyao finished speaking, he heard a smiling voice from the other side of the garden.

The two turned around and saw a monk in gray robes walking towards them.

This monk has gray beard and gray hair, obviously he is not young, and he has a kind smile on his face, which looks like a worldly expert.Although there are many wrinkles at the corners of his eyes when he smiles, it is still difficult to hide his handsome appearance when he was young.

He didn't wear a cassock, but only a gray monk's robe of an ordinary novice, with sandals on his feet, and a string of Bodhi beads hanging on his wrist.If you just look at the clothes, you look like an ordinary monk.

However, Luo Junyao still remembered what this man said just now.

Turning his head to look at Xie Yan in surprise, Xie Yan slightly nodded at her.

Luo Junyao was a little embarrassed, "Master host, this junior is rude." It was a bit embarrassing to be heard by the person who complained behind his back.

So, you can't talk about people behind their backs.

The monk was not angry, but smiled very freely, "Miss is very right, how could you be rude?"

Luo Junyao looked at the monk in front of him, and felt that this master did not look like a Buddhist eminent monk, but rather seemed to be a fairy.

Except...he has no hair.

"Is this the little girl from the Luo family?" The monk asked Xie Yan who was beside him.

"Yes." Xie Yan nodded.

Luo Junyao was keenly aware that this person spoke to Xie Yan in a very casual and friendly tone, and Xie Yan seemed to respect him quite a bit.

The monk looked carefully at Luo Junyao, nodded and said with a smile, "Very well, why don't you two come with me to have a cup of bitter tea?"

"Thank you, Master."

The monk smiled, turned around and walked the way he came and went.

Luo Junyao and Xie Yan joined hands to follow his footsteps, walking through the winding path towards the east side of Houshan.

The two were led all the way to a small attic on the edge of the garden with its back against the maple forest.

This small attic is connected to a back door of the Huguo Temple. Sitting in the small building, you can overlook the entire garden and even most of the Huguo Temple. It is really a place with an excellent view.

Luo Junyao sat on the edge of the small building, and saw the door they entered just now at a glance.

There was still lukewarm tea on the table, presumably the master had just made tea here, and he passed by when he saw them coming in from upstairs.

The master host personally washed the tea set, re-boiled the tea, and poured a cup for each of the three.

Xie Yan and Luo Jun thanked each other and took a sip of tea.

The master really did not mean modesty when he said that he would invite them to drink a cup of bitter tea.

As soon as the tea was in his mouth, Luo Junyao had only one feeling.

bitter!
Luo Junyao didn't have much experience in tea tasting, he just felt that the tea tasted extremely bitter, but because the master couldn't spit it out in person, he had to swallow it silently.

The host master looked at her, seemed to find it interesting and chuckled.

"Master." Xie Yan put down his teacup and said calmly.

The host master sighed, and said: "You have been away for several years, and you have not seen me when you come back. Now that you have finally come, is this how you treat uncle?"

Luo Jun shook the hand holding the teacup and froze for a moment, then put the teacup back on the table without a trace, and quickly glanced at the faces of the two of them.

uncle?Xie Yan actually has an uncle?Is this monk Xie Yan's uncle?
It is said that a nephew looks like an uncle, but this master looks...he has nothing in common with Xie Yan.

Xie Yan ignored the host master's complaints, but turned sideways to Luo Junyao and whispered softly: "Yao Yao, this is Master Mingguang from the Huguo Zen Temple. His... layman's name is Yao Zhong."

Luo Junyao knew that Xie Yan's mother was Yao Yun, so is this master really Xie Yan's uncle?
The presiding abbot of the Huguo Temple is indeed Master Mingguang.

It seems that people in the entire capital don't know that these two people have such a relationship, otherwise, with the current power and reputation of His Royal Highness the Regent, and the degree of care the original owner has for Xie Chengyou, it is unlikely that she has not heard of this matter.

"Hello, Uncle." Even though thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, Luo Jun shook his face and said hello to Master Mingguang obediently.

Master Mingguang seemed very satisfied, and said to Xie Yan with a smile: "This little girl is more sensible than you." After speaking, he handed the only string of Bodhi beads in his hand to Luo Junyao.

"Uncle has nothing now, so this string of beads is all that's left. Let's give it to the little girl as a gift."

Luo Junyao was not quite sure what the relationship between Xie Yan and this master was, he was hesitating when he heard Xie Yan whisper: "Meeting ceremony, keep it."

Luo Junyao just took it with both hands. The lustrous rosary is obviously an old thing that has been worn for many years.

"Thank you uncle."

"Good." The smile on Master Mingguang's face deepened a little, and he looked at Xie Yan and sighed. "In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed, and you are going to start a family. If you wait any longer, I will think that you will succeed me as the abbot of the Huguo Temple in the future. It is rare that General Luo still has a crush on you." , I have to thank him later.”

Luo Jun shook his eyes and blinked. This abbot of Huguo Zen Temple, who is like an eminent monk in people's impression, seems to be a bit far behind.

This teasing tone, as well as this smile, did not look like a serious monk at first glance.

In this way, he was able to become the abbot of Shangyong No. [-] Zen Temple, Buddhist Pills!

"What is the little girl thinking?" Master Mingguang looked at Luo Jun with a smile and shook his head.

Luo Junyao calmly lowered his head, sipped his bitter tea and said, "I didn't know before that I came to see my uncle. It was a bit impolite when we met for the first time. This junior is reflecting on himself."

Master Mingguang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "There is no need to reflect on it. Monks don't pay attention to those common etiquettes. This kid has a weird temper. If you suffer any grievances in the future, you can come to Uncle. Uncle will make decisions for you."

Luo Junyao silently glanced at the 30-year-old "boy", smiling like a flower, "Thank you uncle, I will remember."

Master Mingguang looked at the pair of Bi people sitting in front of him, thought of something and burst out laughing.

Luo Junyao was baffled by his laughter, did they do anything funny?
Xie Yan shook her slender fingertips reassuringly, and frowned slightly.

The slender fingers of the other hand placed on the table lightly tapped the table twice, Master Ming Guang seemed to be controlled by something, and immediately stopped laughing and sat up, with a sense of majesty.

"Uncle wants to talk to him, little girl, don't sit here drinking bitter tea, go down and play."

"..." It's so bright that it drives people away.

Xie Yan said softly: "Feng Jian has prepared some refreshments over there, Yao Yao will go over first, and I will come over after a few words with him."

Luo Junyao nodded and stood up, and smiled at Master Mingguang: "Master, this junior will take his leave first."

Master Mingguang smiled and nodded, "Little girl, come and play with uncle when you have time, and uncle will tell you about his childhood."

Although he was very curious about Xie Yan's childhood, but seeing Xie Yan's obviously dark face, Luo Junyao turned around decisively and left.

The smile on Master Mingguang's face gradually faded after hearing the sound of Luo Jun's shaking down the stairs stopped.

Leaping over the railing beside him, he watched the little girl step briskly out of the small courtyard gate and headed for the gazebo not far away.

It wasn't until Luo Junyao's figure disappeared behind the flowers that Master Mingguang turned his head to look at Xie Yan and said, "This little girl is very nice, you have a good vision."

Xie Yan lowered his head and took a sip of tea, his eyes were gentle, "She is naturally good."

Master Mingguang sighed softly and said: "I was not joking with the little girl just now. I really thought you were going to die alone. I didn't want to persuade you at first... Our Yao family was born unfortunate in this respect, and we will end up alone, boss It's better than being rude."

Xie Yan said calmly: "You think too much, my surname is not Yao."

Master Mingguang nodded and said, "Indeed, fortunately your surname is not Yao, but... the surname Xie is not much better, right?"

Naturally, these words were not aimed at Xie Yan, even though Master Mingguang was already a generation of eminent monks, he still had a lot of resentment towards the surname Xie.

"It's been so many years, and you still haven't looked away." Xie Yan stretched out his hand to refill his tea.

Master Mingguang snorted softly and said: "If I see it, I should become a Buddha immediately. But you...you can see through this evil barrier, so I can rest assured."

Xie Yan's eyes sank slightly, and he fixedly looked at Master Mingguang.

Master Mingguang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't attack her. Zhifei... She is your mother and my younger sister after all. The Yao family must not kill relatives."

Xie Yan said: "I never thought you would really do it." Although in the early years this person often told him that he would kill Princess Mu, in the eyes of the young Xie Yan, this person was an evil monk.

If the person in front of him really wants to kill his concubine mother, how can he wait until he grows up?
The princess in the Mu Palace who just waited for her husband to dote on her would never know how many people were patiently protecting her behind the scenes that she was able to live in peace until now.

Master Ming Guang raised his eyebrows and said: "In that case, why did you come here today? Could it be that you really just wanted to bring that little girl to show me?"

Xie Yan asked: "Shouldn't I bring her here?"

Master Mingguang said seriously: "If you don't bring her to see me, uncle will have to come to the door in person."

Xie Yan gave a low laugh, shook his head and said, "Just take her out for a walk, and meet you by the way."

This man can't be seen all the time, he accused him of refusing to come to see him, in fact he came up to the mountain five times in the past, and he might not be able to see him once.

Master Mingguang snorted softly, "Sure enough, I don't pay much attention to me, a mountain monk."

Xie Yan looked up at him and said nothing, Master Mingguang's eyes flickered, "What else?"

Xie Yan said: "I speculate that Bai Jingrong will come to Shangyong soon."

After the words fell, the whole small building seemed to fall into a deathly silence.

Xie Yan stopped talking, and Master Mingguang didn't speak either.

Xie Yan looked sideways to the outside of the small building, outside the small building was full of colorful flowers in the afterglow of the setting sun, so it was very lively.

Master Mingguang looked down at the teacup in front of him, the light brown bitter tea in the teacup was calm and there was only a slight curl of smoke rising slowly.

　I'm sorry I have a little less today~~ I've run out of saved manuscripts, and I'm crying naked~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)