A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 578 Wuji is the Way, Huiji is Hurt

The Huguo Temple is not far away, so it is convenient for pilgrims in the capital to go there.Therefore, it is on the edge of the capital city, and within a few miles of the city gate, it is at the foot of the mountain.

She and Chongyi got off their horses at the foot of the mountain, and when they looked up, the stone steps leading to the mountain had been deeply covered with snow.

When the two went up the mountain, they walked fast and steadily, one step at a time, leaving behind a long trail after a while.

But it didn't take long before I met someone coming down from the mountain.

His steps are also very steady, and there is a calmness rarely found in middle-aged people.

Holding an umbrella, he passed Meng Yan and Chongyi, independent of each other.

After he passed by, Chongyi looked back at him, and whispered to Meng Yan as he walked forward: "Do big men also like to go to temples to pray to gods and worship Buddha?"

Meng Yan laughed and said, "Aren't all the monks in the monastery male?"

After thinking about it, Chongyi found it very reasonable, and said: "Could it be that he came up to the mountain to become a monk? There are already many monks in Huguo Temple, so he probably has to change temples to become a monk."

The two went to the temple and asked the little novice, and the novice took them in and stopped in front of the Buddhist hall where the monks were chanting.

Meng Yan probed inside and saw that Mrs. Xia and Nanny were indeed inside, listening to the Sanskrit with several other pilgrims.

Meng Yan and Chongyi waited outside.

The wind and snow are about to stop here, and although the field of vision is still hazy, a general outline of the distant mountain scenery can already emerge.

Meng Yan inadvertently saw half a corner of the pavilion protruding from the top of the mountain on the side.The eaves of the pavilion are flying up, drawing a touch of wanton arc, but it makes Meng Yan feel inexplicably familiar at first glance.

Then she remembered where she had seen it.It was in Yin Heng's painting.

Meng Yan squinted her eyes and smiled with her lips curled up.With the Sanskrit sound of Zhuoxin floating in her ears, and the white fog in front of her eyes, she admired the original scene in King Yin Wu's painting, but felt that this trip was really not in vain.

After about half an hour, the Buddhist hall ended.

The monks came out in an orderly manner.

Xia Shi and Nanny walked behind, bowed their necks to look outside the door, and said, "Finally, the snow has stopped."

Unexpectedly, when the monks dispersed, Xia saw a young man standing leisurely with his hands behind his back in the corridor, and felt very familiar, and saw that the person standing beside him was Chong Yi, so he suddenly smiled brightly, and called out : "Ah Si!"

Meng Yan turned around and saw Mrs. Xia, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

Xia Shi was surprised and pleasantly surprised, and said, "Why are you here?"

Meng Yan said, "Isn't it snowing, I'm here to pick you up."

Mammy went to the meditation room and took Xia's cloak, and there was nothing extra except the cloak, and then went to bid farewell to the abbot of the temple.

It's just that Meng Yan saw that Mrs. Xia and the nanny had very few outfits, so she said, "Where's Mother's umbrella?"

Xia Shi didn't want Meng Yan to know about the fact that she almost fell down earlier, it made people worry for no reason, so she pretended not to know: "What umbrella?"

Meng Yan said: "The butler said that you have brought umbrellas when you go out."

Xia Shi turned her head to look at the nanny, pretending to be stupid: "Did we bring umbrellas?"

Mammy knew what she was thinking, and suddenly realized: "Oh, it seems that I leaned on the door when I went out, but I forgot."

Meng Yan saw that the two of them felt guilty, and thought that the collusion was too low-level.

Meng Yan said: "Didn't bring an umbrella, so the mother and mother braved the wind and snow to go up the mountain?"

Xia Shi smiled awkwardly, and said: "When I went up the mountain, I asked my companions to hide."

Meng Yan looked down at Xia's small movements of twisting the handkerchief, and didn't ask any more questions, thinking that he would know when he went back and asked the housekeeper.

When leaving, Xia added a share of sesame oil money to the merit box.The monk next to her clasped his hands together and made a Buddhist salute.

Meng Yan walked around the area when she was listening to Buddhism in the Xia family before, and now she asked with a smile: "In addition to chanting scriptures and praying in the Buddhist hall, there is also a lottery over there, so mother didn't ask for a lottery for fun? For example Go ask about a marriage sign or something, and see when my mother's next marriage will come."

Xia Shi blamed: "Mother asked about the marriage, but she asked for a lottery for you. In the end, the master thought it was me who wanted to ask, and said a lot."

As she spoke, she laughed, and said: "Master said that you have both children and a harmonious husband and wife, and you will be rich and have no worries in the future. You said that if this lottery is asked on your mother, how can you have a perfect son and daughter and a harmonious husband and wife? Only with you can you be happy?" Matched."

The Xia family didn't mention anything about the fact that they got the lottery later, and said with loving eyes: "Mother only hopes that it will be as said in the signed document, then mother will not worry about it."

Hearing this, Meng Yan laughed and said, "How does mother know that you will not have both children and a harmonious husband and wife in the future? Who can say for sure what will happen in the future, maybe you will meet a good man again, and add a fat boy, and it will be fulfilled." Is it?"

Xia Shi lightly reprimanded: "Don't talk nonsense."

While talking and laughing, a monk walked up to him, stepped aside and made way for Buddha.

Xia recognized him at a glance, it was the master who unscrambled the paper for himself in the morning.

At that time, Xia family didn't know what she wanted to prove. She probably wanted to prove that the top lottery drawn first really belonged to her daughter, not the bottom lottery drawn later.

So the Xia family stopped, returned a Buddhist salute to the monk, and said: "Master, do you still remember the signature I asked Master to explain this morning?"

The monk said: "That's just one-sided words, you can't see the whole life, why should you be persistent."

Xia took Meng Yan's hand and said stubbornly: "Master, I asked for that lottery for my little girl. What the master said belongs to her."

Meng Yan saw her mother's serious look, as if the monk would disagree with her and she would get angry with others, so she couldn't help laughing and said: "Mother, this is just for fun, don't take it seriously."

Xia Shi glared at Meng Yan and said, "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."

The monk raised his eyes to look at Meng Yan, Xia Shi still remembered what he said in the morning, "Face is born from the heart, life is from the heart", so he asked him, "According to the master, what is my daughter's face like?"

The monk looked at it for a while, and said: "The female benefactor is blessed with a noble appearance and exquisite wisdom. She must be the proud daughter of heaven, and a dragon and a phoenix among people."

Before Xia could be happy, the monk walked slowly and sighed again: "Unfortunately, Wuji is the way, but Huiji is hurt."

Meng Yan was taken aback for a moment.

Xia's heart sank, she turned around and wanted to ask, Meng Yan gently grabbed her, smiled nonchalantly and said, "Didn't I just say that, one-sided words, how can you take them seriously."

Xia Shi wanted to say something else, Meng Yan looked at the sky outside the eaves, and said: "Let's go, it's time to go back, otherwise Ah Heng will be worried if I go back late."

In the end, the Xia family went down the mountain with Meng Yan.

If Meng Yan and Chongyi hadn't come to pick them up, it would have been very difficult for Xia and Mama to walk on this snow-covered long steps, even if the snow stopped.

Fortunately, the Xia family was supported by Meng Yan, and the mother was also supported by Chongyi. Although the road down the mountain was not easy, it was safe and sound.

At the foot of the mountain, sit in a carriage and ride a horse, and drive home before dark.

(End of this chapter)