Shangshi female official

"Tomorrow, I will take you up the mountain. You should hide for a while. I will send you food from the bottom of the mountain. After the wind has passed, you can come down the mountain again."

Yue Hong said: "This is the best."

When Wang Yifu and Yue Hong met those people tonight, they were somewhat frightened. They stayed up all night and before dawn, Aunt Zhu took them up the mountain, carried a lamp in the forest, and climbed among the trees.

When they climbed halfway up the mountain, the sky was bright, and they found a small flat land on the mountainside, where a small yard was surrounded by a wooden fence.

The door of the small yard leads directly to the thatched hut inside. The soil in the front half of the yard has been turned over by people, but unfortunately it has been abandoned for a long time, and the weeds grow half a leg high.

The three of them opened the door and entered the thatched hut. A large pile of ashes fell on their heads. They all coughed twice and raised their hands.

This thatched hut is a Datong room, with a square table in the center and two stools on both sides.There is a stove on the left, and the quilts left by the people in front are still on the ground on the right, which are dilapidated and do not even have a decent bed.

Aunt Zhu's face was a little uneasy, but the road has come here, and it's hard to turn back, it's better than being caught, she forced a smile and said: "Let's scan it, we will only stay for a while, and I have wronged you two."

Wang Yifu comforted: "Although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs. It's not bad to have this environment. It's better than some houses in the imperial city."

Yue Hong echoed, "It's nice to live in a place where the ground covers the sky."

This place is not far from Baochan Temple, and not far from mountain springs and streams. The three of them spent a whole day carrying water to clean the room. Yue Hong dug up the weeds in the yard and tidied up the ground. Bring some seeds up, just in time for spring.

When they were tidying up, they found a bodhi tree in front of the house. The branches were thin and not growing well. Yue Hong cut off some branches and said with a smile: "It will be fine when spring comes."

At noon, they ate a few pancakes, and in the evening, Wang Yifu kneaded the dough and made them a bowl of plain noodles to eat. Although there was no smell of meat at all, they ate happily after working hard.

This inevitably reminded her of the bowl of plain noodles that Nanny Chen made for them in the Inner Jiaofang, maybe she was teaching them that there must be such moments in this life.

In the later days, Aunt Zhu brought them whatever they lacked, planted vegetables, prepared food, and their life was not bad.Aunt Zhu even asked Sister Biao for a small stone mill, which was carried on the back with soybeans for them to make tofu.

There was smoke in the small courtyard, so Yue Hong went up to the mountain to cut firewood every day. Except for what he needed, he sent it to Aunt Zhu, and sold the excess for some money, and bought them some daily necessities.

Not only did Yue Hong find firewood in the mountains, but he also found a lot of spring bamboo shoots and wild mushrooms. When Wang Yifu saw it, he laughed and said that he was eating vegetarian meat. After cutting it into slices and frying it, the whole room was filled with the delicious fragrance of the mountain delicacies.

In the smoke of the food, seeing Wang Yifu cooking in a big iron pot wearing a bib, Yue Hong sometimes got drunk and was a little dazed, mistakenly thinking that this was his home for several moments.

The bodhi tree in front of the gate also slowly grew up. One day, Wang Yifu and Yue Hong were eating noodles in the house in the morning, and the sound of chanting mantras like a lion's throat came from Baochan Temple.

The voice was a group of people singing, echoing in the mountains, and came like thunder one after another. Wang Yifu put down her chopsticks and was attracted by the voice to go out the door.

"Brother Yue, what are they singing?" She turned around and asked.

Yue Hong held the bowl and sucked the noodles, went to her side and listened carefully, and said: "It should be the Shurangama Mantra, there should be a practice meeting in the temple, or there should be a great monk Dade coming to the temple, so there are so many people singing together."

"Listening to the bell every morning and the drum in the evening, I thought they only knew how to beat bells, drums and wooden fish, but I didn't expect to have such skills."

"If you are curious, let's go to the temple today to have a look."

"Okay, let's go have a look."

Today there is a clear sky, and there are white and clean clouds. It takes only half a stick of incense to walk from them to Baochan Temple.

After entering the main hall, the golden body of Amitabha Buddha is molded, and the common people are kowtowing to the golden body, closing their eyes devoutly.

Yue Hong took her to recognize Buddha statues, including Manjusri Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. The golden bodies of each Bodhisattva are different from those offered in the palace. tower group.

"These white pagodas are dedicated to the sages of this monastery."

"Brother Yue, how do you recognize it so clearly?"

"I grew up in a monastery when I was a child, and was raised by a monk. I didn't like to knock on wooden fish and chant Buddha's name. I just wanted to learn some martial arts from monks, but I was more or less influenced by my ears and eyes."

"No wonder."

"The temples when I was a child were not so big, nor were they so gorgeous. Sure enough, the temples are much more beautifully built near the capital."

"You said so many people prayed for the blessing of the Buddha, did the Buddha really hear it?"

"I don't know if the Buddha heard it or not, but everyone's heart must have heard it."

"Besides your heart, you will learn to fool people."

Behind the white pagodas, a bald old monk suddenly came out and said such a sentence. This monk was wearing a dark yellow monk's robe, with a thin figure, a pair of gray eyebrows as long as half a finger, along the shape of the eyebrows to the sides Bending over, he looked more and more benevolent.

When he came out from behind a white pagoda, Yue Hong was dumbfounded at first, and murmured uncertainly: "Father... Godfather?"

After seeing the person clearly, Yue Hong suddenly became more energetic, and ran towards him with strides, saying happily, "Godfather, why are you here!"

Wang Yifu thought to herself that this monk was a Zen master who raised Dayuehong, the Zen master smiled kindly: "Didn't I write to you last year, saying that I would come to the capital to give lectures?"

"Yes." Yue Hong smiled innocently in front of the monk like a young man who hadn't grown up: "Too many things have happened, I forgot about the godfather coming to the capital."

"Fortunately, you and I meet again here."

"Not only meet again, godfather, I will come to see you every day from now on."

"Come to see me every day? You won't disappoint General Du's good intentions, will you?"

"It's a long story." Yue Hong's smile receded a bit, and then he thought about introducing Wang Yifu who was beside him. Wang Yifu is... my good friend."

"Eve met the master."

The Zen master nodded his head slightly and said, "Amitabha, girl, you have a kind face, you can still know people."

"When I was a child, you always said I was lucky, and you were right."

The old monk laughed twice and said, "You are indeed lucky. Let's go and drink some tea and eat some tea fruit."