The palace concubine is charming and chaotic: the country is still the same

Chapter 246 Afterword
In the 25th year of Kangwen, the seventh day of July.

The Kongling Temple is still that humble temple. Gu Ling has been living in a hut at the foot of the mountain all these years, and will go up the mountain to visit Mu Piaoyu every now and then.

Five years have passed, and Mu Piaoyu has never left the gate of the temple. There are only four monks and one abbot in the temple. The abbot passed away a year ago, so Mu Piaoyu inherited the mantle and became the abbot of Kongling Temple.

On this day, Gu Ling stepped onto the mountain with a sad face, but stood outside the temple gate for a long time, hesitating whether to go in or not.

The little monk who happened to be out of the monastery to fetch water saw her and immediately said, "Female benefactor, why are you here again? Didn't the abbot ask you to leave many times?"

"Can he drive me away with a few words? If I want to leave, I left five years ago." Gu Ling's face was full of determination. In fact, she stayed here all these years just to save herself a job. Faith to go down.

In this world, she has no relatives for a long time, and now there is only Mu Piaoyu.

If even Mu Piaoyu is no longer by her side, what reason would she have to live on?

"The female benefactor is persistent." The little monk smiled and stopped talking with her, and left with two buckets.

Gu Ling took a deep breath, and made up her mind to step into the gate of the temple. In the Buddhist hall, she found Mu Piaoyu, who was having morning class. The Buddha beads muttered sutras in their mouths.

"Mu Piaoyu." Gu Ling called softly.

He was disturbed by someone, his eyes were a little impatient, he looked at Gu Ling standing at the door and said: "You are here again, how many times have I told you that this is a temple, and you, a woman, often coming in and out of this place will damage the reputation of Kongling Temple reputation."

She frowned, but she didn't open her mouth to refute.

"Don't come here again." After he finished speaking, he continued to chant sutras with his eyes closed.

Gu Ling looked at him, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she said angrily, "You think I'm willing to come!" Tears welled up in her eyes, and she choked up, "The Queen Mother passed away early this morning, and the news has spread all over the world. In the whole country of Wei, only you are still reciting these Buddhist scriptures, so what's the use of it!"

Mu Piaoyu's hand holding the Buddhist beads tightened suddenly, and the sound of chanting sutras disappeared, but her closed eyes never opened.

"For five years in Kongling Temple, I read these scriptures every day, but you never put them in your heart, and you never let go of them." Gu Ling shook her head, tears rolling down her cheeks: "I didn't want to tell you this, but I think , you have a right to know."

After Gu Ling finished speaking, she looked at Mu Piaoyu's pale face, stopped talking, and just left sadly.

The inside of the Buddhist hall fell into a tranquility again, and the warm sun broke through layers of white clouds and slanted into the Buddhist hall, laying a layer of warm color on the desolate Buddhist hall.

Mu Piaoyu recited the Buddhist scriptures again, only the tears falling from the corners of his eyes revealed his thoughts at the moment.
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In the 25th year of Kangwen, on the seventh day of the seventh month, the Empress Dowager Wei died at the age of 49.

The emperor granted the posthumous title of "Empress Dowager He Xiao" to the empress dowager, and she was buried in the imperial mausoleum with the former emperor Suchen.

The country still has its face, and the eternal moon hangs in the dream.

The most glorious woman in the history of Wei State, the story of Queen Mother Xia is over, but the story of Wei State is far from over.

(End of this chapter)