Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 273: What I Learned from Fahua Temple (3)
Mo Yan was amused by the winking little squirrel, and behind them was a coachman carrying a basket. She squatted down, touched the squirrel's little furry tail, and grabbed a handful of pine nuts.

"Be careful on the road ahead, there is a cliff."

The so-called cliff is a crack that grows naturally in a mountain peak. The distance is less than one person's width.

As soon as the two came to the vicinity, they saw that the young ladies and gentlemen around them were covering their mouths with handkerchiefs, and an unlucky young master was already stuck in the gap.

"Yeah, bah, what the hell is this place, can cracks come out of the mountain out of thin air?"

A short fat man was scolding, and the servants around were dragging him outside in a hurry. This Mo Yan looked familiar. The fat man who was with Yuan Huanzhi at the Xiyuan Poetry Club last year scolded her seemed to be someone from Kyoto. The dude of a noble family.

"Haha, Fatty Sun, you won't be able to fall, don't worry, the gap is too small!"

Some acquaintances whistled, and said in a sly way, "You don't have eyes? You can't see such a big gap. Did you patronize the beauty on the way?"

"Hey, maybe it's because I fell on Xiao Fengxian's bed last night and couldn't get out!"

Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. They are all playboys in the capital. They don't care about etiquette at all. A few words make the girls around them blush and spurn them secretly.

"Damn it, it's because I can't fall, the young master is stuck!"

Fatty Sun scolded for a long time. There was a sharp point on the stone wall in the gap, and his thigh was on the stone wall. As long as he pulled it up hard, the sharp point would sink into the flesh, making it hard to move up or down.

The ladies around waited for a while, seeing that Fatty Sun would not come up for a short time, everyone had had enough of the excitement, and walked past one after another.

"Tch, I'm crazy about wanting to be a concubine, what if I really have a noble life!"

Fatty Sun fell in love with a lady from a family, and asked the people in the family to invite the official media to come to propose marriage, but the door was closed. The lady is fifteen this year, and she just caught up with the draft after Jiji. It is infinitely honorable to be the emperor's concubine Yes, it's much better than marrying an ordinary nobleman.

When they reached the gap, Wan Qi Yuling directly hugged Mo Yan and put her down after crossing the gap. Mo Yan was taken aback by this move. In fact, there was only a gap less than one foot wide. Just step over it lightly.

"Let's go."

Wan Yuyuling didn't explain that Fatty Sun was a famous beast in Kyoto, and he didn't want to show Fatty Sun the scenery under his fiancée's skirt, even if he couldn't see anything.

Fatty Sun rubbed his eyes, he was dazzled, it must be!At the moment when the man in the white shirt was stepping over, he seemed to see pants of different colors through the white shirt.Fatty Sun smiled wretchedly. It turns out that the King of Nanping also has this hobby, so he must be a cool-looking and boring man.

At the gate of Fahua Temple, there are dozens of monks in green shirts, who are receiving ladies and gentlemen, among them, those who seem to be of higher rank come straight to Mo Yan with smiles on their faces.

"My lord, Miss Mo, I invite you two."

The receptionist seems to have a certain status in the temple, known as Shishu, he leads the way ahead, leading the two to the direction of the back mountain.

The wing rooms of Fahua Temple are built in the beautiful back mountain. There are two floors in total.

The layout of the wing room is simple, with no extra decorations. Buddhist scriptures are hung on the surrounding walls, and a Buddha is invited on the table near the corner of the inner room, and offerings such as cakes, melons and fruits are placed on it.

Mo Yan lit three incense sticks and kowtowed devoutly in front of the Buddha, wishing her father, mother and family members a safe trip. There is a plague in the city of Huzhou. When the weather gets hotter, the spread will be wider. I only hope that the plague can be contained quickly. She prayed inwardly.

Wan Teng Yuling sat at a table next to her and sipped tea. She brought all the tea sets and tea leaves with her. After the driver settled down, she went to wait at the foot of the mountain.

"Do you believe in Buddha, do you believe in fate?"

Mo Yan stood up and sat next to Wanqi Yuling. She didn't believe it before. If the world is really fair, why are there so many unsolved unsolved cases every year?The criminal is still at large, and after the sudden death, she seems to believe in reincarnation.

"It's man-made."

Wan Teng Yuling doesn't believe in Buddhism, gods, or ghosts. There is no absolute truth in this world, only rights and status. If the two countries go to war, many innocent people will be killed or injured, but they clearly know that the war still exists, and There is no room for backing down.

"Let's go, I'll accompany you to the back mountain, and then go to the front yard to listen to Zen."

Most of the high-ranking officials and wives in Kyoto are devout Buddhists, and there are small Buddhist halls in their houses. Hearing that Mrs. Lu, the censor's wife, gives alms every [-]th day of the Lunar New Year, with kind thoughts in her heart, he thought Mo Yan was the same, so he offered to propose.

"is it okay?"

Mo Yan was full of smiles, she didn't believe in Buddhism, but she just liked to watch the excitement, and smelling the scent of incense felt that she could get a moment of peace in her heart.

Wan Yu Yuling nodded, and the two of them walked side by side. There was a cobbled path on the side of the room, and it was very comfortable to step on and massage the soles of the feet.

The mountain is covered with green trees, and it is not hot and dry. In the distance, there is the sound of running water, and occasionally there are splashes of water from the waterfall, falling on the clothes of the two of them.

Sitting on a stone platform, there was no one there, Mo Yan thought, those ladies and ladies must have gone to the front yard to worship Buddha, waiting in line to meet Master Jianran.

When entering the gate, the Zhike monk distributed number plates to everyone, and everyone had a copy. Master Zhiming would choose one person at random and listen to his Zen lectures to solve their doubts.

"The water is really clear and sweet."

Mo Yan lowered his head, took a sip of the water, and praised repeatedly, the spring water flowing down from the mountain stream is different from ordinary streams, and the sweetness goes straight to the bottom of his heart.

On the stone wall, there are colorful flowers everywhere, and the fragrance is refreshing. These monks really enjoy it. Mo Yan thought, if she is old, she can live in seclusion here, watching the sunrise and sunset every day, how wonderful it would be good.

"Wait to go back and load a few buckets, and make tea."

Wanqi Yuling stood at the corner of the lee with her hands behind her back, the wind blew his gown up, Mo Yan patted her head, and suddenly remembered the colorful trousers. robe.

(End of this chapter)