The lucky star of rebirth

Chapter 10 Two Buddha Lamps
Lingyin Temple is not far from Ji's house.

Speaking of which, Ji's house is closer to the imperial palace than the Duke of Cheng's mansion who claims to be in the heart of the emperor. Ji's house is on West Eighteenth Street next to the imperial city, but Duke Cheng's mansion is in the south of the imperial city. Cunyi Street is twice as far away as Ji's house.

Moreover, Ji's family is very close to Liubu, Dali Temple, Guozijian, etc., but Cheng's family is much farther away. Ji Songxian thought, in terms of simplicity in the emperor's heart, Cheng Guogong's mansion should be inferior to Ji's family.

Not to mention anything else, just say that Lingyin Temple is next to Xuanwu Lake, not too far from Guozijian, and it takes about half an hour to get there from Ji's house to Lingyin Temple.

Ji Songxian was walking staggeringly in the carriage, lifting the curtain from time to time to see the scenery outside, Wu Shi just smiled, but didn't stop him.

Ji Songxian didn't go out very much since she married into Cheng Guogong's mansion, and the number of times she went out in a few years was very few. She was willing to go out for a stroll, even to look at the scenery and feel at ease, but Cheng Ping'an used one or another reason Stop her from going out, but Cheng Ping's aunts can go out and hang out as women, especially Xiao Qing, who can go out to negotiate business with others. Speaking of it, Ji Songxian really doesn't know Cheng Ping's heart what.

Today, Ji Songxian looks at the bustling scenery outside through the car window, and sees that the street is full of people, all kinds of small businessmen, burden bearers, stalls, the cries can be heard from far away, and the pedestrians on the street No matter what kind of material the clothes are, they are all clean and tidy, and they walk in a leisurely manner, which shows how comfortable and peaceful life in Jinling City is.

"Nowadays, people's lives are getting better and better."

Wu put Ji Songxian into his arms and sighed: "I still have to remember that your father and I had a hard time when we were young. At that time, we couldn't even eat. Your father cooked a pot of porridge every day, and divided the porridge into several pieces when it was cold. I only ate a piece of porridge for every meal, and a gust of wind could blow it down."

Mrs. Wu talked about the past with Ji Songxian in a slow voice, and Ji Songxian was a little fascinated: "What happened to father?"

"Your father..." Mrs. Wu couldn't help laughing when recalling the earlier events: "I love him dearly, and I often take food and drink with him, and see him studying day and night, so I wash him every other day or two. Clothes, cleaning the house, your father just said no, he was actually embarrassed, but I just love him, but I can’t control myself, I miss him when I get home, I don’t know if he has eaten, but he is hungry, winter Did it freeze when you were there?"

After talking about it, Mrs. Wu pursed her lips and smiled: "Your father is a nostalgic, and when he passed the exam, he came to the house to ask me to marry me. I was so happy at that time, but my mother said that Qi Dafei was just me. Farm girl, if she marries Master Juren, I am afraid that people will say it. If he becomes a Jinshi and becomes an official in the future, he may not say that he will dislike me. At that time, I didn't think so much. I only thought about whether I would marry him in this life He, then don’t marry anyone. After fighting with my mother for a while, she agreed when she couldn’t resist me. It turns out that when I married your father, many people didn’t like it. I’m afraid they didn’t think of me and your father. Until now."

When Mrs. Wu said this, she had a happy smile on her face, but her tone was flat and full of wisdom from the vicissitudes of life: "Speaking of it, I live my own life. I know my own suffering, but how do others know it."

Mrs. Sun nodded as she listened to the side: "What Mother said is that each of us will live our lives behind closed doors, and only you will know what's going on, so it's not enough for outsiders to understand."

Ji Songxian looked at Mrs. Sun, then at Mrs. Wu, and opened his mouth to ask, "Didn't dad ever think about taking a concubine?"

Mrs. Wu laughed: "It turns out that your father was selected as a Jinshi and was arrested by others. There was a young daughter in Zeng Xiangye's family who took a fancy to your father, and Zeng Xiangye wanted to call your father his family." Uncle, your father rejected it. Many people said he was stupid. Later, he became more and more powerful, and some people gave concubines, but your father did not accept them. He said that he would be content with me as long as he stayed with me for the rest of his life. I don't want to be around any more."

Seeing Mrs. Wu's bright smile, even though she is so old now that wrinkles have crept up her cheeks, but when talking about Ji Yi, she still has a little sweetness and delicateness of a girl, so she knows that her life is really going well, and also Can't help sighing that Ji Yi is really a very affectionate and righteous person, and also a well-deserved upright man.

The three mothers chatted and laughed, and arrived at Lingyin Temple in a short while. The three got off the car and each took their girls to the mountain gate.

This Lingyin Temple was built on the top of the mountain, and there was still a long way to climb to enter the temple. Ji Songxian thought that Mrs. Wu was old and would have to struggle, so he carefully supported her.

Only Mrs. Wu pushed Ji Songxian away, and said with a smile: "Your mother has strength, you young people are incomparable."

While talking, she stepped up the steps, Ji Songxian hurriedly followed, and Sun smiled behind her: "Don't worry, sister, mother's body is very tight, and now she is still tending fruits and vegetables, raising chickens and ducks."

Ji Songxian thought of the fact that in the memory of the original body, there was indeed Wu Shi who had opened up a piece of land to grow vegetables and raise chickens in his mind, and he also smiled: "I am worrying too much, sister-in-law quickly follow up."

Mrs. Sun agreed, and walked a few more steps. When they arrived at the gate of the temple, Mrs. Wu was neither blushing nor out of breath, Mrs. Sun also looked calm, but Ji Songxian was very tired and felt a little ashamed. She was counted among the three of them. She is young, but she is also the one holding back.

Mrs. Wu looked at Ji Songxian: "Mother used to be too spoiled with you, and didn't ask you to do anything. Now it seems that it's not a good thing. Well, you can grow vegetables with your mother when you go back."

"Okay." Ji Songxian didn't feel that growing vegetables was not in line with his status as a daughter of a family, but only felt that it was a novelty, so he agreed with a smile.

After entering the main gate of Lingyin Temple, Mrs. Wu went to the Zhike monk and told him that he wanted to see the abbot.

The Zhike monk politely led the three of them to rest in a side hall behind the main hall, and after about a stick of incense, the Zhike monk came and led the three of them to see the abbot.

The abbot of Lingyin Temple is also an eminent Buddhist monk, so many people seek to see him every day, but now he is devoted to the Buddha, and usually he doesn't see people, but when the Wu family comes, the abbot must see him.

Speaking of which, the abbot of Lingyin Temple has a hobby, that is, he likes to grow melons and vegetables. He eats and uses the vegetables he grows, but he is not very good at growing vegetables. The vegetables he grows in a year have worms. The abbot was dying day by day, and the abbot seemed to be distressed for something. Just as Mrs. Wu came to worship Buddha, he wandered around and found himself in the abbot's vegetable garden. Now, I was very distressed, so I ignored the past to help catch the insects, and then loosened the soil. Seeing that there were wooden barrels and wells next to me, I fetched water to water the vegetables.

When the abbot came over, Mrs. Wu had already waited on her. The abbot saw that she really loved these fruits and vegetables, so he chatted with her a few words. After a few days, the vegetables planted by the abbot turned green again, and the abbot seemed to be overjoyed, and since then he has introduced Mrs. Wu as his acquaintance.

Naturally, Mrs. Sun whispered these things to Ji Songxian while walking, and Ji Songxian became more curious and respectful of Mrs. Wu.

The three of them followed the Zhike monk all the way, detoured a lot, and came to an open place. They saw that the place was leveled out and a lot of vegetables and fruits were planted. Ji Songxian looked at the dense greenery, but he didn't recognize any of them. have to.

When Wu came here, he picked a few melons in front of some green plants built with bamboo poles, and Ji Songxian recognized the melons in Wu's hands. It was her usual favorite cucumber.

Mrs. Wu washed one for Ji Songxian, and another for Mrs. Sun, and said with a smile: "Gherkins that have just grown are the most delicious, try it quickly, otherwise the old monk may not be able to eat it when he arrives later."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard an old voice: "Benefactor Wu is looking for the poor monk's melons again."

Wu Shi smiled, biting in his mouth, Ji Songxian felt the novelty, and biting along with it, while eating, he thought that the cucumber he snatched was really delicious, it was crispier and fresher than the bought one.

"Well, just wait until I go back to pay you a few." Wu smiled halfway through eating: "It's just a few melons, what's your heart hurting?"

A tall and thin old monk turned out from under the shade of the tree. He chanted the Buddha's name and smiled again: "This melon was destined to be with Lord Wu, so it was married. No one else tasted it, not even the poor monk. The last sip, but benefactor Wu saw it."

He came over to find a tree stump and sat down, and Mrs. Wu also sat down. He took out a bag of silver from his sleeve and passed it forward: "I'm here today to ask you to do something. This is sesame oil money. My daughter wants to help someone." Put on a Buddha lamp and add a petal of Buddha lotus."

The old monk nodded with a smile: "This is a good thing, all poor monks will not refuse."

Mrs. Wu laughed when she heard that: "That person's name is Song Hui'er, so let's write it like this, my dear girl, come here and tell the old monk what words are there."

When Ji Songxian heard her being called, he took a few steps forward to speak, but saw the abbot frowned, pondered for a while, and then smiled: "Today is really interesting. A reckless boy came to ask for a Buddhist lamp a while ago, but it was also given to me." This was ordered by the benefactor Song Huier."

Ji Songxian was surprised: "Master, who is he? What does he look like? Did you say anything about the relationship with Song Huier?"

The abbot shook his head: "I didn't say who it is, it's just a face of frost, the poor monk can't ask him to stay in the temple for a long time, otherwise the poor monk's melons and fruits will suffer, so I can only accept him indiscriminately, only his money It's enough to give, I think the relationship with Song Huier's benefactor should be very close."

Speaking of this, the abbot looked at Ji Songxian again: "Master Ji, is this Buddhist lamp still lit?"

Ji Songxian gritted his teeth, and said cruelly: "Order, what he ordered is his, and what I order is my heart, but I will trouble the abbot."

The old abbot smiled and nodded: "You are more polite than your mother."

Wu's eyes widened and said: "What did the old monk say? I taught my daughter. If she knows how to be polite, I know how to be polite. Otherwise, how can I teach her well?"

"Wu Shizhu's words are wrong. There are always more people who are better than blue. The one who can teach the number one student is not the number one master. These things depend on personal comprehension. I look at Ji Shizhu and you are more polite than you."

The abbot of Lingyin Temple is very old. Ji Songxian once heard people say that he is probably over 90 years old, but his body is strong and strong, but he doesn't look that old. He is just like the old abbot's child at his age. Kissing with my mother, my mother was so angry that she almost jumped up, arguing with the abbot with her hips on her hips, and the vegetable field next to it made people see it as just an old elder in a rural field teasing her. Junior, how can you believe that this is a Buddhist monk and the prime minister's wife.

(End of this chapter)