Do you know the long song of laughter?

Chapter 238 Three Pure Views

Sanqing Temple is located in the western suburbs of Bianjing and is the largest Taoist temple near Bianjing.

The Taoist temple is not grand, and it is far inferior to the Daxiangguo Temple in Bianjing City.

There are only three main halls in the front and back, two of which are dedicated to the Four Imperial Palaces and one to the Three Qing Dynasties.

The other one is used for pilgrims to offer memorial tablets.

Slightly larger temples and Taoist temples near Bianjing all have this business.

The reason for this is that ancient clans had many rules.

Concubines who died early in life do not enter the ancestral temple. These people cannot enter the ancestral temple, and their relatives can only enshrine their tablets in Taoist temples.

For Taoist temples, this business is one of the most important sources of income.

After all, worshiping here requires paying a certain amount of incense money, which ordinary people cannot afford.

In addition, accommodation will be provided.

Because they were all female dependents, the accompanying coachmen and servants were all temporarily accommodated in a village not far from the Taoist temple.

Mrs. Sheng nodded and walked out of the hall.

However, the habit she has developed over the years makes her come to the Taoist temple on the first and fifteenth day of every lunar month to accompany her son in front of his spiritual throne.

It has been so many years since her son passed away, and Mrs. Sheng has long since stepped forward.

Fang's mother, who was waiting on the side, quickly stepped forward to help Mrs. Sheng.

But since she was at Taoist Temple, Mrs. Sheng would come over to spend time with her son after eating every morning.

But these require additional money.

"Grandma, he's still asleep. How about I wake him up?" Minglan said.

Of course, temples and Taoist temples not only allow for enshrining tablets, but also arrange for people to offer incense and chant sutras every day.

The yard is not big, with a bedroom on the left and right sides of the main house and several side rooms for servants to live in.

"Yeah." Minglan nodded.

Outside the main hall, Minglan was talking to Sheng Changjin in the corridor.

Mrs. Sheng brought Minglan and her brother to Sanqingguan, and asked someone to come over and reserve a courtyard in advance.

And usually on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, when relatives come to pay their respects, they will give some incense money.

Mrs. Sheng and Minglan ate the vegetarian meal provided by the Taoist temple together, and asked Minglan to take care of Brother Jin here. Accompanied by Fang's mother, she went to the main hall of Sanqing Temple where the tablets were enshrined.

"Miss Ming came here with Brother Jin. They were playing outside in the yard for fear of disturbing the old lady."

After meditating in front of Sheng Jing's spiritual throne for about half an hour, Mrs. Sheng opened her eyes.

"Girl Ming, isn't Brother Jin awake yet?" Old Mrs. Sheng asked.

"What do you want him to do? Brother Jin is weak. Let him sleep a little longer. Let's not wait for him. Let's eat first. When he wakes up later, we can ask him to go to the canteen and buy some food." Mrs. Sheng said.

This time I came here because of the hibiscus tree, not the first or fifteenth day of the lunar month.

Most of the time, Minglan was talking, and Sheng Changjin was listening, and from time to time he would speak a few words, with a slight smile on his face.

Mrs. Sheng saw the smile on Sheng Changjin's face and smiled: "It seems that Brother Jin is really fine."

"Haha, that's right. I heard that Brother Jin drank two bowls of porridge and ate one steamed bun after he got up. He has a better appetite than girl Ming." Fang's mother said with a smile.

"It's good if you can eat it." Old Mrs. Sheng said with a smile.

"By the way, the Lord just sent someone to inquire. The New Year will be in a few days. I want to ask you when you will go back." Fang's mother said.

"Don't worry, Brother Jin has just gotten better. It's better to stay a few more days and go back when he's thirty." Old Mrs. Sheng said.

Minglan said teasing her younger brother. After being reminded by Xiao Tao, she saw Old Mrs. Sheng looking at them from a distance and quickly pulled her younger brother towards her.

"Grandma." Minglan saluted.

Sheng Changjin also bowed in a decent manner and called his grandmother.

"I heard that Brother Jin had two bowls of porridge and a steamed bun this morning. Are you full?" Mrs. Sheng asked with a smile.

"Grandma, I'm full. But now I'm a little hungry again." After Sheng Changjin finished speaking, he lowered his head in embarrassment.

"hehe."

Mrs. Sheng smiled and rubbed Sheng Changjin's head and said, "Then let's go back and have some snacks."

"Miss Ming, today is the last day of Sanqing Temple this year. There are many people who come to offer incense and fulfill their wishes. You have to watch Brother Jin closely." Mother Fang helped Old Mrs. Sheng walk in front, not forgetting Remind me later. "Well, I understand, thank you, Mama Fang."

Minglan nodded quickly when she heard this and gave her brother a few words of advice.

The main hall where the memorial tablets are enshrined in Sanqing Temple is on the right, and the place for pilgrims to live is on the left.

Going back from here, you have to pass through the Sanqing Temple in the middle.

It is said that foreign monks can recite sutras.

Although Sanqing Temple is the largest Taoist temple near Bianjing, Buddhism is now prevalent. Compared with those temples, the incense at Sanqing Temple is not particularly good.

Mrs. Sheng enshrined her son's tablet here just to keep it clean.

But after all, this is Bianjing, which has a large population. Today is the last day of the year when the temple opens, and there are many pilgrims who come to offer incense and fulfill their wishes.

When they entered the courtyard outside Sanqing Hall, they saw people coming and going in the courtyard, which was very lively.

Fang's mother quickly ordered the maidservant who was following her to clear the way in front to avoid being bumped into.

"Is this the old lady of the Sheng family in front of me?"

As they were walking, they suddenly heard someone shouting. Mrs. Sheng and Minglan followed the sound and forgot about it.

"It's actually her!" Minglan said in surprise.

"Do you know him?" Old Mrs. Sheng asked.

"Grandma, the person calling you is Mrs. Wu from the Earl's Palace of Yongchang. I met her once at a polo match before," Minglan said.

"Oh." Mrs. Sheng nodded.

Even though Mrs. Wu met Minglan at a polo club before and called Mrs. Sheng "old sister", in fact, the two of them were not familiar with each other.

Mrs. Sheng is more than ten years older than Mrs. Wu. When she was a girl, Mrs. Wu was still young, so naturally she had never seen her.

The reason why Mrs. Wu calls her "old sister" is because Mrs. Wu's father once served under her father, so they are still equals.

Of course, the Wu family has no contact with the Yongyi Hou Mansion, and they are not relatives.

However, Mrs. Sheng has also heard some things about Mrs. Wu, but she has never seen her.

While she was talking, Mrs. Wu walked closer, followed by a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old and two maids.

"I've met Mrs. Sheng!" Mrs. Wu saluted.

Mrs. Sheng returned the gift and said with a smile: "Mrs. Wu, what is this?"

"Haha, isn't it the Chinese New Year? I brought my son here to offer incense, but I didn't expect to meet Mrs. Sheng. I heard that Miss Sheng Liu was taught polo by you. I didn't see you on the polo field back then. Yingzi, I have always been very sorry, but I didn't expect to see your granddaughter, which makes up for the regret." Mrs. Wu said with a smile.

At that time, Mrs. Sheng was a famous figure on the polo field, and she had no rival among the men in Bianjing.

Madam Wu can be said to have grown up listening to the legend of Mrs. Sheng.

"Haha, Mrs. Wu is joking, you are really good at playing polo. Even if it were me when I was younger, I'm afraid I wouldn't be your opponent." Old Mrs. Sheng said with a smile.

"Mrs. Sheng is too humble. I can't compare to you. Back then, no one from Bianjing could compete with you."

Mrs. Wu turned around and said: "Liu Lang, this is Mrs. Sheng, and the one behind is the sixth girl of the Sheng family. Please pay tribute quickly."

Hearing this, Liang Han took a step forward and saluted, "I have met Mrs. Sheng and Miss Sheng Liu."

"Haha, your master is truly a talented person."

Mrs. Sheng praised a few words and asked Minglan to come forward to greet her.

Mrs. Wu didn't stay long. After chatting for a while, she said she would visit her when she had time in the future, and left with her son.

"Grandma, I didn't expect you to have such great achievements when you were young. Why didn't you tell your granddaughter?" Minglan joked with a smile.

"Haha, the old Marquis only has one daughter. He has raised the old lady as a man since he was a child. The old lady was able to do everything from polo to pitching." Fang's mother said with a smile.

The smile on Mrs. Sheng's face dimmed when she heard this. Any choice she made in this life was her own choice, and she has never regretted it.

I just feel sorry for my parents.

Fang's mother saw that Mrs. Sheng had a wrong look on her face and knew that she had made a mistake. She smacked her mouth twice and said, "As I get older, I like to talk too much."

The old lady smiled and scolded after hearing this: "Are you talking about yourself, or are you scolding me?"

Just as Fang's mother was about to speak, she saw Li An from the corner of her eye and asked in surprise: "Why is Brother Li here?"

(End of this chapter)