The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 85 What a coincidence
Feng Yao supported his knee with one hand and took the water bag with the other, but his legs shook so badly that he could barely stand upright, he lifted the water bag twice without drinking it into his mouth.He simply pushed the water bag, gritted his teeth, stood up, and walked up again.

"Miss, it's better to rest. You can't see the wind when you sweat, don't cough." Cuiyi's maid is Luluo, and seeing Fengyao's stubbornness with this mountain road, she hurriedly followed behind, anxious persuaded.

"It's okay. I've been here three times, and I went up like this, and I didn't cough once. It seems that this body still needs to work a lot." Feng Yao replied panting, but his feet didn't stop.

Feng Yao endured the thirst in his throat and the vacillation of his legs, and climbed up the steep stone steps to the Nvying Peak step by step.

Standing outside the mountain gate of Zhujing Nunnery, you can see dancing maple leaves on the left and right, red as fire and brilliant as clouds.In front of Dudu Nunnery, there is a vigorous ancient pine tree, with dense green pine needles and simple branches; without whirling, it goes straight up, as tall as a heroine.

There is a touch of thick green in the red of this thousand trees, the green makes people's hearts tremble, and there is a kind of indescribable pride and tenderness.

Thinking back when Fengyao came here for the first time, when he saw this proudly standing ancient pine, he understood why the two powerful empresses of Fengjue Kingdom finally came here to become monks.This red, this green, this simple and elegant place, where the beauty is full of heroism, is the final home of the phoenix.

According to the rules of the nunnery, Feng Yao bowed and kowtowed towards the east outside the mountain gate.As soon as he got up, a bhikkhuni greeted him and invited Feng Yao in.

"Master said that he will retreat and meditate for 49 days, and it is less than [-] days now. Donor Feng can rest in the nunnery by himself. Miaozhu has already tidied up the meditation room in the west chamber for Donor Feng." In his early teens, he is the direct disciple of Zhujing Nunnery and the master of Zhujing Nunnery.

But this Zhujing nunnery is too small, and there are only five bhikkhunis in charge of it, and there are four meditation rooms in which they live.The meditation room used to receive pilgrims consists of two wing rooms, one large and one small, in the south, plus a suite in the west wing.Therefore, each bhikkhuni performs its own duties, and the guests who come and go are only responsible for reception, not for serving, nor for fasting meals.

"Thank you, we can take care of it ourselves." Feng Yao thanked, and followed Miao Zhu to the meditation room in the west chamber.

Miao Zhu sent Feng Yao to the door, only said "Please go ahead", and left.Only Feng Yao, Zi Ying, and Lu Luo were left behind.Zi Ying was busy boiling water to make tea and preparing dinner, while Lu Luo put down her baggage to help Feng Yao wash and tidy up.

Feng Yao has walked so many mountain roads, except that his legs are weak and weak, but he is in good spirits.Let Luluo comb her hair while looking at the row of plain bamboos outside the window, and her mind is much lighter.

"Miss, this time I can't stay here for a month. It's very cold in the mountains, if the frost falls, the stone steps will be too slippery for people to walk, and it will be dangerous to go down the mountain." Zi Ying put down the teapot she just brewed, said something and went out again.

Luluo also persuaded from the side: "Yes, miss, you should pay attention to your body. Although you have lived for a whole month the first two times, your mind is clear, but the soles of your feet have been worn out. This time, if you rush down the mountain and fall again If you catch it, your legs will hurt in winter.”

Feng Yao took the wooden comb by the table, tied up the bun by himself, and inserted an ivory hairpin casually.Facing the mirror, he smiled lightly and said, "Why don't you listen to what you say about me? Why don't you say that I have calmed down and lost my temper, and your life is getting better?"

Zi Ying brought a pot of hot water to the door, just in time to hear Feng Yao's words, and said: "Miss has always been kind to us, we are too late to be grateful. Miss climbs so hard every time, we are girls Naturally, I feel distressed. If Miss really likes to pay respects to the Buddha, why not ask a Bodhisattva to build a Buddhist hall in the princess mansion, and you can also meditate."

Feng Yao asked: "Is there such a bright red maple leaf in the Princess Mansion?"

Zi Ying replied: "Ask the servants to shovel the peonies and peonies in the garden, and the peach and apricot flowers in the back garden, and plant maple trees."

Feng Yao asked again: "Then the princess mansion has this vigorous and simple pine tree?"

Zi Ying: "It's not easy to find an ancient pine? You can plant it wherever the lady says."

Feng Yao gave Ziying a hard look, then turned to Luluo and said, "It's been almost a year, how come Ziying doesn't have a brain? This heroine is beautiful, and the ancient charm of Zhujing Temple can also be moved into my princess. from the government?"

Only then did Ziying stick out her tongue, knowing that she was talking too much.Just in time, I saw someone coming at the door again, hurriedly went out to pick up a bag, and came back and said: "Lan'er brought something up, I'll cook."

Lan'er took two maids who were rough envoys to carry the vegetarian ingredients and simple supplies and then went up the mountain.As long as Feng Yao lived here, Lan'er was in charge of arranging for the two girls to go up and down the mountain repeatedly to deliver things.

But Fengyao loves cleanliness the most, and he doesn't want to disturb the elegance of this female Xiufeng, so he specially ordered Lan'er to bring not many things, let alone delicate ones, as long as they only need simple tea and light food, which is enough for the daily expenses of the few people here.Moreover, the two maids who were rough envoys left as soon as they delivered things, and Lan'er went down the mountain to inform them of anything they needed.

"Miss, after all, the mountain is very windy and cold, and Biluochun is too cold. I decided to bring Tieguanyin here." Lan'er personally held a white porcelain tea pot, and carefully placed it on the cabinet.

Feng Yao nodded without objecting.

In fact, these days, Feng Yao's old habits have changed a lot.Especially half a year ago, since the first female Xiufeng lived in this Zhujing Nunnery, apart from fasting and bathing, she even did not eat after noon.I get up early every day to have morning lessons with the master in the nunnery, and I have to copy the scriptures over and over again. Although I lose weight, my mind is calm and my spirit is getting better day by day.

Lan'er went out to help Zi Ying prepare the vegetarian meal, Lu Luo was busy packing things, and after tidying up the few clothes Feng Yao brought, she also went to help in the small kitchen.After all, none of the three of them were cooks, so it was really busy for a while to prepare a vegetarian meal for three or four of them by themselves.

Feng Yao sat alone at the table and copied the scriptures for a while, because there was not even a cushion on the seat, and his femur hurt from sitting on it, so he had to get up and walk a few steps.But when Fengyao got up, he forgot to use a paperweight to hold down the scripture page he had just copied, and a gust of wind blew that page out of the window.

"Luluo..." Feng Yao just yelled, then fell silent, smiled, went out by himself and walked around to the back window to pick up the scripture pages that had been blown away.

The rear window of the west wing faces a small garden in which several kinds of vegetables are grown.There is also a well next to the wall, and the scriptures are unbiased, just floating to the mouth of the well.When Feng Yao chased after him, he saw that the scripture page moved on the edge of the well, and then fell into the well.

"Forget it, just copy it again." Feng Yao shook his head, but instead of a wry smile on his face, he thought it was a coincidence.

It was only Feng Yao who turned back to the west chamber, and a tall and straight figure came to the side of the well, shaking the rope to lift the water, but suddenly found a wet sutra page floating in the bucket...

(End of this chapter)