The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 91 Under the Bodhi Tree (2)
As soon as the sky dawned, all the people in Shengjing were dispatched together, but other places were fine, only the major temples were buzzing with people.From Emperor Jingyuan to ordinary people in Daxing Kingdom, they all believed in Buddhist classics, and believed that if they went to temples to pay respects to Buddha on the eighth day of April, they would be blessed by Bodhisattvas and be safe and happy.

Early in the morning, planned and prepared by the Ministry of Etiquette of the imperial court, a grand Buddha worship ceremony was held at the Dahuguo Temple in the suburbs of the Shengjing Imperial City. Code.The Daxing Kingdom prospered day by day under the rule of Emperor Jingyuan, and the people believed in Buddhism and the emperor more and more, believing that under the grace of the emperor and the blessing of the Buddha, the prosperous age would eventually come.

For a while, the Dahuguo Temple was crowded with common people, and they all blocked outside the Dahuguo Temple, waiting devoutly for the blessing to start and the blessing to come to Daxing.

In order to protect the safety of the empress and the courtiers, the imperial court dispatched a large number of imperial troops to protect the Dahuguo Temple where the blessing ceremony was held.

Apart from the grand occasion of Dahuguo Temple, other temples in the capital are also full of traffic. For example, Fahua Temple not far from Changxing Street has a particularly large number of pilgrims today.Fahua Temple is also in the suburbs of the imperial city. Compared with Dahuguo Temple, it is older. When the first prince was alive, Fahua Temple was a royal temple. It is quite famous, and it is a place where every monk who comes to Shengjing must come to worship.

It’s just that after Emperor Jingyuan came to the throne, he let Fahua Temple go its own way and didn’t pay much attention to it, which resulted in this royal temple being reduced to a folk temple. The status has declined, but the pilgrims still continue to flow.

According to the law, officials of the sixth rank and above in Beijing must attend the blessing ceremony in Dahuguo Temple. Therefore, before dawn, Zuo Chancellor Mo Song and Mo Yu rushed out of the mansion to Dahuguo Temple, and Mo Wenhe Bailijing came to Fahua Temple not far from Xiangfu.

There were many people on the road, and the carriage was moving slowly. Bailijing occasionally lifted the curtain to look out, and she could see men, women, and children of different heights, fat and thin coming and going. Everyone had joy on their faces, or they were carrying sachets Ask for or sprinkle karma beans.According to the custom, on the eighth day of the fourth lunar month, put soybeans boiled in salt water in a basket and give them to passers-by to show the intention of getting acquainted with the Quartet.

Mo Wen was in the same carriage with her, sitting very upright and elegant. Last night, Bai Lijing slept in the front yard. When he went to the side yard to look for him early in the morning, Mo Wen hadn't gotten up yet. He took her hand to write, saying that last night was very Cold, he did not fall asleep.

Bai Lijing helped him put on his clothes and tied his hair. He got a thin brocade belt from somewhere, strung the whistle of deep sea blood amber, and hung it around his neck shamelessly. .

Bai Lijing looked at him puzzled.

Mo Wen wrote innocently and as a matter of course, there are many people in the temple, I am afraid that I will be separated from you, if the whistle is lost, it will be more difficult to find you?
Bai Lijing couldn't help laughing.

It seems that since her marriage to Mo Wen, Bai Lijing has not spoken much, except for daily concerns and necessary answers, she generally does not take the initiative to speak, which is completely different from the relaxed tone she used to wantonly scold Li Shu at the Bibo Pavilion banquet last time.Sitting in the carriage, Mo Wen suddenly remembered the scene in Bibo Pavilion that day, but he couldn't speak, so he lost the opportunity, staring at her side face with quiet black eyes, and exhaled lightly.

When they arrived at Fahua Temple, Bailijing helped Mo Wen get out of the car. It was a bit cold in the morning, so she put on a long black cloak for him, fastened the belt, and just put the blood amber on Mo Wen's chest. It wasn't surprising that the whistle was covered.

The Fahua Temple has long been crowded with people, the sound of carriages and horses, the shouting of incense candles, the crying of children, the sound of adults talking and reprimanding, and the sound of kind women chanting sutras, one after another.

Even in temples, wealthy families have their own benefits. The carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion can directly drive into the secluded inner courtyard, and the passage through the back door of the inner courtyard can directly lead to the Daxiong Palace. At least there is no need to be crowded with people before entering the hall.

There were many steps in the temple, and Mo Wen's steps were shallow, not as steady as Baili Jing's. As they walked, Baili Jing and Mu Lian unconsciously walked to the front, while Mo Wen and Yuan Shan were left behind.

"Jing Xiaobai, where is the bodhi tree you mentioned?" Mulian asked.

"Ahead. There is still a little way to go." Baili Jing pointed forward, "Go through this door, on the side of the Daxiong Palace."

"Hurry up! Hurry up! I want to see how big that bodhi tree is." Mulian grabbed Bailijing's hand. Went through the doorway and disappeared.

Mo Wen didn't follow, and simply stopped on the steps.

Yuan Shan asked: "Master, why don't you leave?"

Mo asked without answering, the corners of his lips curled up, and instead of moving on, he turned into a side door.

Yuan Shan frowned inexplicably, unable to figure out his thoughts at all.

"It's here, it's there!" Bailijing pointed again.

"I see!" Mu Lian stopped her feet and opened her eyes wide: "Wow, it's really a big tree! It's thicker than the oldest tree on Lutai Mountain! There are so many red ribbons hanging on it!"

The bodhi tree is a sacred tree in Buddhism. Its trunk is thick and majestic, its crown is like a cover, its leaves are slender and tail-like, and its surface is smooth and dust-free. People see the Bodhi tree as if seeing Buddha, but the Bodhi tree in Fahua Temple has another meaning in the eyes of the people in Shengjing——

Bai Lijing raised her head and stared at the countless red ribbons hanging from the tree, without making a sound.Perhaps it was early, and there was no one under the Bodhi tree. Mu Lian admired the magnificence of the Bodhi tree, but when she lowered her head, she saw a person under the tree, and immediately pulled Baili Jing's sleeve: "Hey, little Jing!" Bai, look who that is..."

Bailijing withdrew her dazed gaze, followed Mulian's eyes, and saw the man in the red brocade suit standing under the tree at a glance, she smiled immediately, raised her feet and ran towards the man, calling out: : "Hey!"

Situ's family used red as their clothing color. Jing Xiaobai and Situ He both wore red clothes when they were young, but He later went to the battlefield to fight enemies and often wore black iron armor. When we met each other in Bibo Pavilion that day, his injuries were not healed. He was wearing ordinary casual clothes, but today he was wearing a red dress that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Most men don't wear red clothes, unless it's a big wedding, because red is very attractive, handsome people may wear it to show vulgarity, and ordinary people will be even more vulgar, few people can wear red as gracefully as Situ He graceful.

Before Bai Lijing opened her mouth to call him, Situ He didn't see her, and his eyes were always on the red ribbons hanging on the bodhi tree.Hearing a familiar voice at first, he suddenly woke up and looked towards the source. Jing Xiaobai was wearing a goose yellow chest-length skirt today, and a light blue coat over his head. There was no one else around him. Like coming from a dream.

(End of this chapter)