Wishing You Eternal Happiness

Ci'en Temple is located outside the Anding Gate in the north of the city. It is an ancient temple for thousands of years. In addition to the Daxiong Hall, Dafa Hall and many other halls shared by ordinary temples, there is a Buddhist scripture hall in the southwest. It is called "Runzhuanzang", which is a wooden scripture pavilion. , If you rotate for a week, it means you have read all the Buddhas in the inner circle once, and it also means reincarnation.

Because of the existence of this revolving scripture pavilion, in the past dynasties, on the gable wall of Ci'en Temple, there are left behind countless literati poems and calligraphy, and there are even monks who have traveled far and wide to practice. Reading, for the rest of my life, I have never heard of anyone who can complete this round of Tibetan turnover.

When Jiafu arrived at Ci'en Temple, it was noon. There were few pilgrims in the temple, but when he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he saw that the carriage of the Guogong Mansion was indeed parked there. Knowing that the person he wanted to meet was indeed in the temple at the moment, he entered. After passing through the mountain gate, we went to the Daxiong Hall to carry incense and worship the Buddha, spread sesame oil, and then came out and asked a monk to find out where the pilgrims from the Guogong Mansion were.

Twenty years ago, the Empress Tianxi was infected with a seasonal epidemic. Because of the fierce disease at that time, in order to avoid spreading in the harem, he was sent to the Ci'en Temple for isolation and retreat. After Yuan Dynasty, the sick body was lingering for more than a year, and it didn't show any improvement, and it went from bad to worse. Finally, unfortunately, he passed away in the back temple. Because Mrs. Pei often went in and out of the mountain gate at that time, the monks in the temple were very familiar with it.

The guest monk didn't want to pay any attention, but when he saw that Jiafu was happy and generous, he said: "The old lady of the country has gone to rest in the meditation room. The female donor should not be approached."

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After Mrs. Pei finished burning incense, she used some fast food. After all, she was tired and she was too old, so Pei Youan sent her to the monastery for a rest.

After Pei Yuanhou, Emperor Tianxi sealed up the monastery where she had recuperated and lived here, and only allowed the entry and exit of the mother, Pei Lao. Although more than 20 years have passed since the middle, the emperor who has successfully ascended the throne as the auxiliary king of Shun'an is not happy with the Pei family, but he will not openly rebellious against the edict of the first emperor and eldest brother. The secluded Sihe Temple is still used exclusively by the Guogong Mansion. The gate is closed on weekdays. If the old lady wants to come, the temple will be opened and cleaned, ready to welcome.

Pei Youzhi's grandmother always missed her aunt who was unfortunately prematurely located more than 20 years ago. At this moment, seeing her standing in the barrier, she stopped and looked around.

Yesterday, although the news was sent early, the place has been cleaned up, but the season has entered the early winter after all, the yellow leaves in the monastery are dying, and the prunus lycopersicum is dying. For fear of her being touched by the scene, she stretched out her hand and said, "Grandma, go in, the wind is strong. "

When Mrs. Pei entered, Yuzhu and the two girls who were with her were waiting to serve. Seeing that the uncle had come forward, they squatted down for the old lady except for the coat, took off her shoes and placed them on the ground neatly.

The girl looked a little surprised, Yuzhu saw it, winked at both of her, and walked out together.

Mrs. Pei sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at her grandson.

Pei Youan put the old lady's feet in stockings into the palms and massaged them slowly. After a while, the touch felt slightly warm. Fang helped her lie down slowly, lifted her feet, and sent her to the undercover, saying: "Grandma rest. "

Mrs. Pei closed her eyes, Pei Youan sat next to her quietly, and when she fell asleep, she was gently tucked by the corner, got up to the window, stood for a moment, and walked out.

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"The old lady is also in the temple?"

The girl she saw yesterday immediately appeared in Zhen Yaoting's mind. Although it's not the best beauty I've ever seen, but I don't know why, I just look at it, and I feel it, I can't forget it, I can't help but joy, and stuns Jiafu: "You go quickly and ask someone to tell you. It happens to be here. It would be impolite not to go to worship if you encounter it."

Jiafu knew that the old lady had a siesta habit, how could she listen to her brother, not to mention that the person she came here and wanted to see was not the old lady at all.

She stood there, thought for a moment, turned her head and said to Zhen Yaoting: "Then I will go over and take a look, brother, you are waiting here in the front hall, don't run around."

Zhen Yaoting agreed, and added with a grin: "If you see it, don't forget to mention me, so that I will also pay her respects to her old man!"

Gaffer nodded casually, carrying sandalwood, passing through the hall, and heading southwest.

At this time, I naturally couldn't hear the bells and drums in the morning and evening. Only when I passed a few low gables, a few chants of Brahma accompanied by wooden fish faintly came from the wall, and the surroundings became more peaceful.

The corridor under your feet is paved with white pebbles, and it grows deeper with the years, and gradually becomes a dark color when being trampled on, and moss is growing in the cracks. On both sides of the corridor, ginkgo grows, and at the end is a thousand-year-old tree. The trunk is soaring to the sky. The branches spread out above the hall, covering half of the top of the Xieshan Hall. When a gust of wind passed, the ginkgo leaves fell from the sky, obliquely. Half of the roof of the temple was paved, and a thick layer of fallen leaves also accumulated on the ground, as if it had been raining in gold.

A man was standing under the quiet algae well in the Cycling Tibetan Scripture Hall.

Mojing is surrounded by beams, painted with scenes of the Heavenly Dragon and Eight Gods and the Tathagata and the Tibetan Realm. The Buddha lowered his eyebrows and the King Kong glared. The noon sun passed through the top of the ginkgo tree above Mojing, casting a bright square golden light and shadow. He stood on the edge of the golden light and the dimness. His figure was mottled, half-bright and half-dark, and a leaf was falling from the top of his head. Mojing floated down, swirling in the air, and slowly fell to his feet.

He always bowed his head, turned over the scroll in his hand, fully absorbed, his figure condensed.

Gaffer stood outside the threshold, staring at the back of the man in front of him.

She guessed just now that he might be here. This is a feeling. So I came over, wanting to try my luck first.

Luck seems very good, he is indeed in the rotation hiding.

But at this moment, she really found him, but she suddenly felt anxious again. Several times he opened his mouth to call him, and then closed his mouth again. Just when he hesitated, the man seemed to notice the strangeness after he came, suddenly turned his face, and his two eyes turned away.

Gaffer's heart jumped slightly, a smile appeared on her face immediately, and she called "Big Cousin", her voice was soft and pleasant.

Seeing her there, Pei Youan didn't seem to be too surprised, still standing in place.

"Why did you come here?" He only asked.

Gaffer raised his eyes and met the two eyes he casted.

"Don't dare to hide it, I came here this morning to find my big cousin. I have something to ask my big cousin."

Her voice was very soft, as if lacking courage.

Pei Youan's gaze paused on her face, closed the scripture, inserted it back into the Tibetan scripture shelf, then turned around and walked towards her.

He stopped. Outside a sill, inside a sill, the distance between them is seven or eight steps.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"Yesterday, Yuzhu came to my house. Before leaving, she quietly passed me a word, saying that your cousin specially told her to tell me that you are not allowed to use the current incense in the future. I listened to her and it seemed that I The incense used is harmful to others. When I ask again, she can't tell why, saying that it was just passed on to me according to your big cousin..."

Gaffer bit her lip.

"Big cousin, your instructions are of course correct, and I will follow them. I just don’t understand, and I got a bad name. I was upset. I didn’t sleep last night. I didn’t want to do things this morning. Yuzhu said that big cousin, you will send the old lady to Ci'en Temple today, so he came here and took the liberty to find here and disturbed the big cousin, I..."

Pei Youan waved her hand and stopped her unfinished words.

"You know, on the day of my grandmother's birthday, He Xiang was smoked?" He asked, two eyes falling on her face.

"Dragon's mouth."

Gaffer answered him immediately, without blinking his eyes.

He didn't say a word, and looked at her like a scrutiny.

Jiafu looked blank: "Big cousin, what do you think of me like this?"

"Where did the ambergris you use come from?"

"The warehouse at home."

"Do you know freezing dragon brain?"

He paused, then asked suddenly.

Gaffer nodded.

"When my father was alive, I remember once I heard him mention that it was a kind of spice from Nantianzhu, which has similar properties to ambergris, but not as good as ambergris."

Gaffer blinked and looked at him: "What's the matter?"

"I can tell you with certainty that the so-called ambergris you use is actually frozen borneol. Brother Quan’s illness is caused by the frozen borneol you smoked. frozen borneol is not only a spice, but in the land of the Western Regions, It can also be used as medicine, but a very small number of people are intolerant to this scent, and a small amount of it will cause discomfort, such as accidental ingestion, or even life-threatening. This is the case with Brother Quan. That’s why he came into contact with you twice and got sick twice. reason."

Gaffer's heart jumped.

She only knew that Brother Quan would get sick if he smoked frozen Borneol, and after a few days, it would be better. But she didn't know that frozen Borneol was originally a medicinal material and could kill people. This is really unexpected.

But now, she has no way out. She must persuade him to believe in herself, and even lead him to help herself, at least, not to ruin her business.

She showed anxious expression and kept shaking her head: "I really don't know! The storeroom in my house, spices are divided into different categories, I always use ambergris, this time because I was going to Beijing, I found the original box before I left. When the fragrant cakes were almost used up, people were called to fetch new ones. There was a rush at the time, and perhaps someone in the warehouse made a mistake. I really don’t know!"

She suddenly widened her eyes, revealing a look of horror: "Could it be... Big cousin, do you think it was me who intended to kill Brother Quan?"

She looked at Pei Youan who seemed to be noncommittal, and tears slowly flashed in her eyes, and her voice gradually brought out a cry of grievance.

"When I was a child, I visited the Guogong Mansion several times, but at that time Brother Quan was not born. In the past few years, I have been filial piety for my father in Quanzhou. Even if I know that freezing dragon brain is not good, how can I know everything Brother can't touch it?"

She lowered her head and stopped talking, her shell teeth bit her lip tightly, and the poor lips that she bit turned into pale color, as if she tried her best to endure tears that were about to come out of her eyes. A drop of crystal tears came out of her eyes after all. , "Slap" fell to the ground at her feet.

She hurriedly turned her face, raised her hand and wiped the corner of her eye casually.

Just now when she was speaking, Pei Youan had been watching her with a cold expression, as if considering the truthfulness of her words. Gradually he turned his gaze away, not looking at her eagerly crying appearance, but said: "I guess you should have done it unintentionally. Don't cry."

The voice was flat. But it sounds like he believed it, comforting her.

It's not difficult for Jiafu to cry as soon as he says cry. Thinking of the departed father, thinking of the last moment of the previous life, his eyes would become sore.

Originally it was just to show him crying. But after listening to him comforting himself, somehow, his emotions were out of control for a while, and he felt very wronged in his heart, silently lowered his head, and his tears were falling down.

Pei Youan's expressionless face began to show anxiety. He looked at her several times, squeezed the palm of his hand, released it again, hesitated for a moment, and finally walked over, stopped in front of the threshold, and slightly lowered his head towards her. He whispered: "Don't cry. I believe you. Otherwise, why would I just ask Yuzhu to send me a message to remind you."

"Think about it."

After speaking, he added another sentence, as if to coax her.

He leaned slightly, leaning closer, and Jiafu seemed to feel the temperature from his body, like the golden warmth of Mojing's winter sun.

She turned her back in a hurry, lowered her head to wipe away the tears on her face, and waited for her emotions to stabilize, then turned back, and whispered, "Thank you, eldest cousin, for believing in me."

Pei Youan has stepped back a few steps, and his expression has returned to the previous calm. She glanced at her tear-stained face, and groaned, "I have also heard rumors about this in the past two days, tell you If you are in conflict with Brother Quan’s fate, I’m afraid you will be unfavorable when discussing marriage. Since this matter has nothing to do with you, I can help you explain the cause of Brother Quan’s illness. If you don’t want people to know that it was caused by your misuse of spices, I don’t have to mention you. After dispelling my mother’s worries, you and my second brother will be able to negotiate marriage smoothly."

Gaffer shook his head slowly.

Pei Youan was startled: "What's the matter? You don't want to clarify your misunderstanding?"

Gaffer squeezed his fist secretly and said: "Big cousin, your family is willing to accept people from my background to enter the door. It is my blessing, but to tell you, this trip to Beijing to discuss marriage was not from me. My heart. My grandmother is the head of my family. It’s hard for me to disobey, so I reluctantly obeyed the arrangement. Because of Brother Quan’s illness, Mrs. Song and Mrs. Song were dissatisfied with me, and the marriage proposal was about to be put on hold..."

She paused, raised her eyes, and met his two eyes.

"Can I be bold enough to ask my cousin you to raise your hand high, so you don't know that this happened?"

Pei Youan frowned slightly: "Do you really think so? Would you rather bear your name than marry into the government office?"

"Yes." Jiafu nodded, "The court is noble, so I could not climb high. Brother Quan was sick because of my misuse of incense, which caused Mrs. Song and Mrs. Song to be dissatisfied with me, just like a destiny, and also Opportunity. I beg my eldest cousin to fulfill me. Marrying or not marrying in the end is destiny, I think it is."

Pei Youan looked at her, and suddenly felt something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't catch it. Suppressing the weird feeling in my heart, I finally nodded: "If you think so, I can do nothing. It's just—"

His tone was suddenly severe.

"You didn't know it before. It was an unintentional fault, so I don't blame you. Now that you know that freezing borneol is harmful to Brother Quan, even if you consider the Guogong Mansion as a scourge, as long as Brother Quan is present, I won't allow you anymore. Use this incense to harm him."

Gaffer raised his eyes quietly, seeing him staring at him, frowning slightly, his expression stern, and he didn't dare to refrain from it.

Pei Youan lifted his clothes, stepped out of the palace threshold, and walked past her.

Gaffer stood for a moment, turned his head, and saw that the figure went further and further away, gradually disappearing at the end of the ginkgo road.