The Blessing of Traveling to Pregnancy

Chapter 38

Back at the Lecture Pavilion, Mrs. Xu just happened to come out of it, with a serene smile on her face, obviously the psychological counseling presided over was very successful.Seeing Qingmei also relaxed a little, and joked, "You're just a monkey, you can't sit still for a moment."

Qing Mei blinked, suddenly felt a pain in her waist, and quickly pulled out a shy smile.

——Mother Zhang, do you dare to be gentler!
"Well, I'm too embarrassed to say a word." Xu covered her mouth and smiled, knowing that her daughter was thin-skinned and stopped teasing her.Turning around, he said "Amitabha" to the host again.The host nodded slightly, returned the salute, and sent the mother and daughter off to the outside of the temple.

Qingmei took a slow step, and she was a shoulder distance away from the host Yijing.Seen from the side, although he is known to be over fifty years old, his face is still very energetic.Xu is the reason for chanting scriptures all the year round, and he looks younger than Lin Shangshu who just turned [-] this year.Yijing has a beautiful beard and a wide cassock covering her body. The breeze blows gently, and her sleeves flutter with the wind. She looks like a famous scholar in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.If he took off this cassock, he would still look like a graceful and handsome uncle after returning to vulgarity.

When it came to Shengyu, Xu said, "There is an old saying that 'listening to one's words is better than reading ten years'. Today, listening to the master's talk on Zen also makes me feel that the spiritual platform is clear and suddenly enlightened."

Yijing clasped his hands together, "Ma'am, both sons and daughters, what I want to realize now is the word cherishing blessings, treating them with compassion when things happen, and the Buddha blesses compassionate people."

"What the master said is very true." Mrs. Xu nodded slightly.Seeing that the greetings were over, Mother Zhao immediately helped Mrs. Xu get into the car, and said loudly after seeing her sit firmly, "Shengyu!"

Qingmei also walked towards her carriage, and when she brushed against Yijing, she stood up slightly, and said in an almost inaudible voice, "Monks, don't lie, everything has a definite number in the dark, and you must not follow your own selfish desires. And it damages one's own yin virtue. The Buddha blesses those who are compassionate, but he will not bless those who are falsely compassionate and really vicious."

The carriage rattles away.

The little novice stepped forward in confusion, "Master, I have gone far away."

"Oh!" Yijing withdrew her thoughts, "Then go back."

"Yes."

The little novice didn't know that Qingmei's words had caused ripples in Yijing's heart like a stone thrown into a calm lake.

Did she already know something?Or are you just dissatisfied with what you said back then?Yijing stood still and looked in the direction they left.Hey, good and evil will eventually be rewarded.Even though I am already in the Buddhist gate, can this short temple withstand the world of mortals.

Walking into the temple, the disciples were chanting scriptures in the Hall of Heavenly Kings.The sound of Buddhist scriptures gradually calmed down Yijing's mind.Not far away came two young men in Chinese clothes, Yi Jing knew their identities, and immediately saluted respectfully, "Your Highness and Young Master Wang came from afar, what is your business?"

Seeing that there were other monks around, Wang Cen still had a serious face, matched with Xie Yunzhao's unfathomable expression, which made the host Yijing mutter in his heart.

——These two are not good men and women, especially Prince Xie, who had done a discordant beheading business in the army before taking over the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Wang Cen immediately said, "I'm feeling a bit depressed, and I want to ask the master to enlighten me. I wonder if the master is free now?"

"You two come with me." Even if you don't have time, you have to say yes, who dare not give you two face!Yijing led the two to the teahouse in the back room with full of doubts.

As the idlers retreated, Wang Cen took out a small brocade box from his sleeve and placed it in front of Yijing.Xie Yunzhao felt his eyes go dark—this fellow even carried the bribe with him.

"The contents of this box are not unusual. My uncle was sent to the Western Regions when he was the first emperor. This is what he brought back from the Lingxia Temple in the Western Regions."

Hearing the words Lingxia Temple, Yijing's eyes widened several times!As long as they are monks, no one does not know this temple. Lingxia Temple is the largest temple in the Western Regions, but it was burned down by a sky fire 30 years ago.Many precious Buddha statues and scriptures in the temple have been lost, and they are all priceless treasures!
Could it be that this small box contains...

Yijing swallowed involuntarily, but soon regained her composure.This hand-sized brocade box definitely cannot hold the scriptures, and if it is a Buddha statue, it seems that something is wrong.

Seeing that Yijing's appetite had already been whetted, Wang Cen slowly opened the brocade box, and a round white stone lay safely in the center, the color of which was similar to that of a pearl.

"Shelly."

Just two words, express the preciousness of this thing!

Xie Yunzhao sneered in his heart, whoever said that the monks have no desires and desires.When Master Yijing saw the appearance of the relic, he was no different from an ordinary person seeing a box of gold bricks, only his eyes were shining.

Yijing no longer cared about when Xie Yunzhao and Wang Cen would leave, and put all her thoughts on the brocade box on the table.What Wang Cen meant was that powerful and powerful in-laws must be married with horoscopes. No one in the capital knows that Yijing, the host of Donglai Temple, is proficient in calculations.

Master Yijing groaned in his heart: These two people cannot be offended, instead of rejecting them for a thousand miles, it is better to agree and get this precious relic.

Why is it that everyone likes to count horoscopes these days, feudal superstition will make you unaware!
In the carriage, Qingmei leaned aside and closed her eyes to rest, Zhang's mother could not help but say, "Miss, what did you say to the host just now?" Qingmei walked past Yijing, and Zhang's mother clearly saw her move her lips, But Naihe was a little far away, and Qingmei's voice was subdued, even if she pricked up her ears, she couldn't hear half of it.

"Huh? Just said a few words casually, to praise the scripture master for speaking well." Qingmei said casually.Mother Zhang rolled her eyes—Miss, can you give a decent reason for lying?But seeing Qingmei's attitude, she also understands that if she keeps asking, she won't be able to find out why.

From Xu's point of view, today's pilgrimage went smoothly.Yijing presided over and said to her, "Now you have both sons and daughters, and you are forming a good character. Madam is a blessed person. Even if you encounter troubles, you should treat them with a normal heart. Although Miss Si's horoscope is a bit cold, it is a matter of fortunetelling. It's not just looking at the horoscope, but also adding the innate qi and the surrounding environment. Now that the fourth lady returns home, the wife's complexion is the same as before. It can be seen that after so many years, it may be because of the water and soil in Biezhuang. Miss' horoscope does not contradict yours."

There is a volume of scriptures that were enshrined in front of the Buddha at hand, and I copied a section in the morning and evening, which is beneficial to the safety of the house.Xu's hanging heart finally settled down, and he will pray to Buddha more in the future, and there will be no troubles in the future.

After returning to the mansion, Mrs. Xu saw that Qingmei was also pleasing to the eye, "You go and rest, let the kitchen add more fruits and vegetables today to relieve the heat. This year's autumn tiger is really fierce."

"Yes."

Qing Mei thanked her, and led Zhang Mama back to her yard.Just after passing Yueshimen, the cool breeze greeted her immediately, "Miss, is Donglai Temple fun?" I glanced at Dongqiao behind Qingmei, and saw that her eyelids were almost closed together, I couldn't help wondering, "Strange, is Jin Xiang so tired?"

Qingmei looked back, and couldn't help laughing, "She's not tired." Hearing her voice, Dongqiao immediately shuddered. He wanted to yawn, but seeing the maidservants surrounded them, he stiffened Pressing it back, he muttered in a low voice, "It's not because of Miss! She told his wife that she wanted to see Donglai Temple, so she took Mama Zhang out and left me alone to listen to the scriptures with my wife. I I have listened to all the nagging for a year today!" After speaking, there were snickers all around.Mother Zhang coughed a few times, and everyone stopped.

After joking around for a while, it was time for dinner.Food doesn't matter, only Qingmei is qualified to sit and eat a table of dishes.Dongqiao was really scared by the monk chanting scriptures today, Qingmei generously asked her to go to bed early, so she didn't have to wait on her.

In Yilan courtyard, as long as Qingmei's orders are not too outrageous, no one will come up to dissuade her from breaking the rules, and the four people who dissuaded her are still raising their feet in their own room!
He retreated from Dongqiao, called Lan Xin and waited on her to study.This is not a complicated matter, just stay aside quietly, when Qingmei feels that the candle is a little dark, she will come and cut the wick.

Lan Xin stood quietly by the side, Qing Mei read the book for a while, and then she couldn't help but glance to her side.Although she has long been used to Lan Xin being in the Yilan Courtyard, it still feels a little uncomfortable to have another person standing aside at the moment.Seeing that Qingmei was looking at her, Lan Xin didn't feel anything, she still stood to one side with a faint smile on her lips.

Red sleeves add fragrance...

This word suddenly appeared in Qingmei's mind.Master Huang once drank too much, and under the instigation of Dr. Wen, he expressed his ideal "red sleeves add fragrance, gold list title." In the end, Qingmei directly simplified it into five big characters-women and career!

In the Lin Mansion, the second young lady Qingyou followed the dignified route, a model for everyone;And Lan Xin, if she put on a Chinese dress, her aura would not be inferior to any of them!
"You didn't notice anything unusual?" Mother Zhang asked Liangfeng in a cold voice.

Liangfeng put down the needlework in his hand and shook his head, "I've been staring at her all day, and Lan Xin didn't do anything strange. I went to my aunt's place to look after her for a while in the morning, and then I stayed indoors doing needlework. At noon The lady in charge from the wife's side came over, and they talked with the lady in charge for a while about Miss's seasonal clothes."

"Hey!" Zhang's mother sighed helplessly, "What you said is superficial, it depends on the details!"

"Details?" Liang Feng tilted his head, with a mournful face, "I didn't see it."

Well, this apprentice has to take it slow!
In the room, Qingmei closed the book, "There's no need to lose weight, it's time to sleep later."

Lan Xin put down the scissors and stepped aside.

Qingmei stood up and walked a few steps, then said, "Is there anything going on in the yard today?"

Lan Xin said, "It's nothing serious, it's just that the needleworker from Madam's side came to ask you what kind of clothes you plan to change for the season."

"Oh. You asked me about this the day before yesterday. Just tell them what I said at that time."

"That's exactly what the servant girl answered. I looked at the material over there for a while, and they should come to show you the style in two days."

"Did you go there directly to see?" Qingmei asked leisurely.

"Yes." Lan Xin replied, "According to my wife's instructions, all the fabrics in the mansion are placed in the warehouse at the needlework side, except for the rewards."

Going from Yilanyuan to the sewing warehouse, you will pass by Lin Shangshu's study.Qingmei glanced at Lan Xin again, hoping she was thinking too much...

But Qiuyue's lesson from the past made her have to be vigilant, Qingmei turned silently in her heart, and said, "Go and help me prepare some paper, ink and paint."

"Now?" It's getting dark, painting now?

Qingmei smiled slightly, "Just now when I was reading a book, I suddenly felt the desire to draw a picture, but it's getting late now, so I can just get ready tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)