The Chronicle of the Rebirth of the First Daughter

Chapter 20 The Temple of Mercy

Yuechan never thought that Haoyu would be so naive as to think that a concubine who had been oppressed by their mother for many years was sincerely treating them well.

Thinking about it carefully, Yuechan also understood a little bit, no matter what Liu Mei did, she was really thoughtful on the surface, even in her previous life, didn't she think Liu Mei was a good person?This is no wonder Haoyu.

Thinking of this, Yuechan felt a headache, if her brother and Liu Mei got close, what would she do in the future?
Looking at Haoyu who was waiting for her to reply, Yuechan sat upright and said: "Brother is wrong, we are members of the Meng family, and we also consider the interests of the entire Meng family. No matter how good Aunt Liu is to us, she will do something that is harmful. About the Meng family's reputation, what should be said, we have to say, we must know that the Meng family is damaged, not only us, but also the aunt, sister, and the servants in the whole mansion will be implicated, whichever is more important Heavy, brother should understand after thinking about it."

What Yuechan said was right, and Meng Haoyu was also stupefied after reading the book. After hearing Yuechan's words, he couldn't refute them in the slightest, so he had no choice but to accept it. He is young, and thinks about things more thoughtfully and comprehensively than himself, so he can't help but admire him in his heart.

Meng Haoyu stood up, covered his hands with his wide blue robe sleeves, hugged each other and bowed to Yuechan: "I have been taught for my brother, my sister's words have benefited me a lot, please accept my gift."

Yuechan is helpless, regardless of previous life or present life, Meng Haoyu's pedantic temperament really hasn't changed at all.

There was no other way, Yuechan had no choice but to stand up and smiled, "Brother is too serious, how can I bear it..."

Yuechan talked to Haoyu again, and temporarily suppressed Haoyu's heart to be close to Aunt Liu. After sending Haoyu away, Yuechan had another headache. She is really scared now, not I'm afraid of Liu Mei, since she took her life for nothing anyway, she doesn't care what Liu Mei does to her.

She is most worried about Meng Haoyu. With Meng Haoyu's naive and inflexible temperament, there is now a Liu Mei in the Meng family who is staring at him covetously. After selling it, I have to count the money for others.

No, Yuechan clenched her fists, she had to think of a way to bring Haoyu back, and she couldn't let him be so stubborn.

After thinking for a while, Yuechan burrowed into the pile of old papers, trying to find some books suitable for Haoyu's study in the collection left by the Su family. While searching, Yuechan thought of a way to let Haoyu get in touch. The outside world allows him to see the lives of ordinary people and the dark side of the world.

It's a pity that Yuechan has been thinking for a long time but has not come up with any good solution. People like her and Haoyu have to bring a lot of servants to protect them when they go out. There is no freedom. They want to understand the lives of ordinary people. , It's really difficult.

With no other choice, Yuechan had no choice but to find a few history books first, and whenever she had time, she would go to Haoyu for advice, ask him the meaning of these books, and discuss with Haoyu about the history of famous ministers, good generals and wise men monarch.

After several days of intense discussions, Yuechan found that these books were really useful to Haoyu. After reading the books, and being taught by Yuechan, his pedantic thoughts changed a lot, and now he also knows some ways to work around. Learned a little smoother.

On this day, Yuechan brought another book into Haoyu's study room, and saw that Haoyu was wearing a moon-white thin gown with a palm-wide white belt tied around his waist, and his long hair was tied up with a jade crown. The handsome young man stood beside the desk in front of the window and wrote something with a pen. Reflecting the sunlight that came in, he looked handsome and handsome, with extraordinary literary talent.

Yuechan smiled, and said that no matter what happened to her elder brother, his appearance was really top-notch, and he had completely inherited the advantages of his parents. He was so outstanding at a young age, and when he grew up, he didn't know how many girls he would fall in love with.

Haoyu was engrossed in writing, but did not find Yuechan, Yuechan approached softly, and saw a piece of rice paper on the desk, Haoyu picked up a pen and wrote a line on the paper, Tian Xingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement.

After reading this line, Yuechan nodded, she really lived up to her painstaking efforts for many days, her brother has gained self-confidence, and also has a strong learning spirit and responsibility, this is what a man should be like.

"Brother..." Yuechan called out with a smile, Haoyu turned his head, saw Yuechan, smiled, put down his pen and took a silk handkerchief beside him to wipe off the ink on his fingers: "What? Are you going to argue with your brother?"

Yuechan tilted her head slightly, and smiled playfully: "This time I found a book of Spring and Autumn History, and I just want to read it with my brother!"

Before she finished speaking, when Haoyu shook his head helplessly and smiled wryly, she heard Haoyu's book boy Shuxiang talking outside the door: "Sister Huamei, are you looking for a young lady? I'm afraid the young lady is arguing with the young master again right now." Woolen cloth……"

Hearing this, Yuechan hurriedly said loudly: "Humei, what's the matter?"

She had just finished asking when she heard Thrush's voice say urgently: "Miss, just now Zhao'er from the master's room came to find the miss, and said that it was the master's intention to ask the miss to change into the clothes she was going out, and the master wanted to take the miss out. "

"Going out?" Yuechan was a little confused, why did her father take her out for nothing?Could it be that she is going to hire a husband for her?However, she is not a man, as long as the husband invites her, there is no need to go to apprentice in advance, and it is not necessary to go out so much trouble.

Although she didn't quite understand, Yuechan still bid farewell to Haoyu, took Thrush back to her room, and dressed up carefully.

Even if you want to go out, you can't dress too plain and shabby. Yuechan wore a pleated Ruyi skirt, covered with a light purple soft smoke flower dress, and tied a thin dark purple belt around her waist. It is inlaid with bright jade, and a piece of carved peony jade pendant hangs down on the belt.

After changing her clothes, Yuechan faced the mirror to do her makeup, and asked Thrush to comb her long black hair, and only gently pulled it back. A purple jade hairpin was inserted on her head, and light tassels hung down. On the other side, she wore a tuft light violet flowers.

Yuechan is young and doesn't need to make up very much, and with the dexterity of thrush, she can be dressed up in just a while.

Looking at the mirror, Yuechan nodded in satisfaction, stood up and smiled, and stepped out. Just as she was going out, a gust of wind blew, and the corners of the pleated skirt fluttered, and the light yellow wishful ribbons also flew up. The corner of Chan's mouth smiled slightly, she was so beautiful, and her clothes fluttered, just like a fairy descending from the world.

Huamei stared straight at her, and it took her a while to regain her senses, and praised: "Miss is getting better and better, to tell you the truth, I can also read a few words, and I have read Luoshen Fu, and I used to think about it. What kind of beauty should be worthy of that article, now it seems that Miss is no worse than Luoshen."

After saying this, Yuechan felt embarrassed first: "There is no one like you. Fortunately, there is no one else, so you just praise it. If you let others hear it, you can't laugh at our master and servant. Really. The old Wang sells melons, sells himself and boasts."

Huamei chuckled lightly: "What he said is the truth, but the young lady is making fun of him."

The two master and servant arrived at the front hall while they were talking, and saw Meng Zhiwen standing in the hall waiting, Yuechan quickly stopped laughing, and hurriedly approached to ask for peace: "I greeted my father, I don't know if my father called Yuechan to come here What's up?"

Meng Zhiwen turned his head and looked at Yuechan carefully. Seeing that her makeup was decent, he couldn't help but smiled and praised: "Okay, Yuechan is more and more polite..."

While talking, Meng Zhiwen looked at Huamei again: "Humei, you are good at serving Miss Hou, you are a dedicated girl."

Thrush had a happy expression on his face. Meng Zhiwen is the actual head of the Meng family. He usually treats people very seriously. It is really difficult to hear any compliments from him, let alone let him praise someone. Now that Meng Zhiwen praised Huamei personally, Huamei felt that her face was very radiant, and she couldn't help being extremely happy.

However, Huamei is not the kind of person who doesn't know her identity, so she hurriedly saluted and said cautiously: "Master, it's my duty to take care of Miss, and it's also the blessing of Huamei."

"Okay!" Meng Zhiwen laughed: "You are a good person, and you will do your best to take care of Miss in the future."

Huamei responded with a cry and retreated. Meng Zhiwen looked at Yuechan, more and more satisfied. His paternal love also had a channel to vent. He couldn't help but went over to touch Yuechan's head, took her hand and said: " Today, father is free, so he took Yuechan out for a walk, and it happened that the abbot of Ci'en Temple invited him, and the scenery there is pretty good, so I will take Yuechan to have a look, okay?"

When Yuechan heard this, she was overjoyed. She hadn't been out of the house since she was reborn. She practiced handwriting or read books every day. To be honest, she was really bored. Now she has the opportunity to go out with Meng Zhiwen in a fair manner. Why not do it for a walk.

"Yes, Yuechan is willing..." Yuechan nodded joyfully, and in Meng Zhiwen's eyes, she fell in love with her even more.

Taking Yuechan out of the door, the father and daughter got into the carriage that had been prepared. Once Meng Zhiwen sat down, he took out a book from under the small table of the carriage to read. Yuechan was bored and followed Meng Zhiwen. He moved like Zhiwen, found a thin scroll and read it by himself.

While watching, Yuechan thought, she had been to this Ci'en Temple before, and the scenery there was indeed very good. Now it is the end of spring and early summer, and it is a good time when all the flowers are in full bloom and the trees are luxuriant. Presumably, Ci'en There is another scene in the temple.

Ci'en Temple is very famous in Chang'an City, and even in the entire Jokhang Kingdom. This is a royal temple, and the people receiving it are all noble figures in Chang'an City. In addition, the scenery there is beautiful, and the presiding officers of all dynasties are also eminent monks. The reputation is growing day by day, and now it is very difficult to go to Ci'en Temple to offer incense and taste vegetarian food.

Ordinary rich and powerful people have to make an appointment first, line up, and donate a lot of sesame oil money to make the trip. Although a big family like the Meng family is not so troublesome, it is not too easy to go. Chan didn't understand why Meng Zhiwen thought of taking her to the Temple of Mercy.

Also, according to Meng Zhiwen, it should be the abbot of Ci'en Temple who made an appointment. What can such an eminent monk do if he makes an appointment with Meng Zhiwen?

Yuechan didn't quite understand, so she just didn't think about it, just focused on the scroll in her hand, and read it line by line. This is a collection of poems written by a famous literati who wrote pastoral poems in the previous dynasty. The writing was full of charm, Yuechan read it word by word, and suddenly felt that her sorrows disappeared, and a faint rural landscape picture appeared in front of her eyes, and she felt calm and peaceful in her heart, and enjoyed it very much.

(End of this chapter)