Fast time travel: The heroine and the female supporting role hold the script of the villain

Chapter 81 The real daughter, she quit (27)

Before dawn on the second day, there was movement in the Wu residence.

Perhaps it was because there were too many people on this trip, and the carriages parked outside the gate were lined up at the alley. With Mrs. Zhao's order, the leading coachman swung his whip three times vigorously in the air, making an ear-piercing crisp sound.

Then, several carriages began to move slowly.

There were not many people on the road leading to the gate of the city in the early morning, but such a big battle still attracted the attention of the common people along the way, giving the illusion of a family traveling.

After being inspected by the gate guards, the motorcade of Wu's mansion left the city in a mighty manner. At this time, the sun had already risen, and the gradually scorching temperature not only made the drivers and maids sitting outside blush, Even the masters in the car are not very happy.

Fortunately, the official road outside the city is wide and flat. After driving for about an hour, the woods on both sides of the road began to become dense. It's refreshing.

Speaking of this Shanyuan Temple, it was built by Emperor Renxiao for his mother, Empress Dowager An Yi, who was still alive at that time. Because Empress Dowager An Yi was in poor health and was a very devout believer, in order to prevent her from suffering from mountain climbing, the first emperor ordered Specially selected a plain area at the foot of the mountain, and then the Shanyuan Temple was erected.

Back then, Shanyuan Temple was honored by Empress Dowager Anyi. At one time, the monks who came to the temple were unable to greet them. Even the nobles in Beijing had to communicate with the abbot of the temple long in advance if they wanted to go to offer incense and pray. greet.

Later, because the current emperor prefers Taoism, even the empress dowagers and empresses in the palace seldom come to Shanyuan Temple to pray for the country, so the incense in the temple gradually thinned out.

However, this thinness is also relative, after all, it is a place built by the royal family, and most people want to come here to soak up the true dragon spirit of the royal family, so it will not be so desolate that no one cares about it.

When the coolness around everyone in the Wu Mansion reached the most obvious, the speed of the carriage also slowed down, until it stopped in a rather large open space.

Haiyao lifted the curtain of the car, and it was vaguely visible that there were many young monks in the open space checking the registration information with the carriages that came here, and then led the carriages to park in the proper place.

He didn't ask for any money, but the people who came to this royal temple must be rich or noble, as long as they go back and add more sesame oil money in front of the Buddha, they will have everything.

"Wanfu, madam." Just as the carriage stopped on this side, an eminent monk who looked at the color of the monk's robe on his body should be the master's business, and said "Amitabha Buddha" to Mrs. Zhao.

From this point of view, the sesame oil money that Mrs. Zhao adds every year has other functions besides ensuring the safety of the whole family.

At least under the arrangement of the great monk, two monks soon stepped forward, as guides, leading the servants of the Wu Mansion who were carrying boxes and burdens from a small road next to the temple. After leaving, it is said that the path can also lead to the wing room for pilgrims to live temporarily in the backyard of the temple.

And the owner's family is naturally going to enter the temple through the wide road built with white jade marble in Shanyuan Temple. Haiyao followed behind Zhao, on the road that looks simple but elegant but full of dignity everywhere. Walk in small steps.

She turned her face slightly, and the small road not far away had long since disappeared from the servants of the Wu family.

Withdrawing her gaze, Haiyao looked again at the magnificent gatehouse about a few hundred meters away, with a plaque written by the late emperor hanging under the upturned eaves, "Shanyuan Temple" three The big golden characters shone with a dazzling halo under the sunlight.

However, in this place where the equality of all beings should be the most important, there is a sharp distinction between superior and inferior, which is somewhat ironic.

Entering the temple, the great monk first led the crowd to pay homage to the golden body of the Buddha. The hall where the golden body of the Buddha is placed is about as high as a normal four-story building. It is said that this golden body is the highest in the country. I can't really see the golden face of the Buddha, which is quite shocking.

After the old lady finished offering the first incense, Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Song came forward with low eyebrows, took the incense candle from the master monk, and led several juniors to kowtow and kneel piously.

Immediately afterwards, the old lady and Mrs. Song stepped forward one by one to put their "respect" to the Buddha into the merit box that the monk did not know when he brought it over, but it was not until Mrs. Zhao stuffed the two silver tickets in his hand into it. After that, the great monk showed a gentle smile.

"Mrs. Wu, the monk will take everyone to the wing room to resettle."

Bypassing the huge Buddha statue, a group of people went out from the back door of the main hall. When passing through a large hall with many doors and windows open in front, the great monk heard the sound of worshiping Buddha from inside. There are scripture explanations throughout the day, and if you are interested, ladies and ladies, you can come anytime.”

After several turns and eight turns, Haiyao found that the Shanyuan Temple had a terrifyingly large area. Finally, after passing a very spacious monk's martial arts field, the wing room prepared for the valuable pilgrims appeared in front of her eyes.

The wing rooms are divided into male guests and female relatives. The area for female relatives is obviously much larger than that for male pilgrims. Perhaps it is because there are very few masters who choose to come here to worship Buddha on weekdays.

"Every vegetarian meal will be delivered by a novice. Madam Wu doesn't need to worry, just live in peace of mind. If you need anything, you can find a monk at any time." After the monk said, he reminded Zhao very attentively before leaving: "Madam Wu Don't forget, after noon, at the end of the day, the abbot will be in the Bodhi House where he lives to explain the doubts of the nobles, and then the little monk will send someone over to guide the madam."

"Thank you, Master." Mrs. Zhao politely sent him away.

Before dawn, I sat in the carriage for nearly two hours, and walked around the Shanyuan Temple here. Everyone in the Wu Mansion was exhausted. After choosing the room at the fastest speed, they went They all entered the house separately, and for a while, the small courtyard with the signboard of "Wu's Mansion" temporarily hung outside the door, fell into an unprecedented silence.

After eating the vegetarian meal sent by the little monk in the temple, seeing that it was almost time, Mrs. Zhao took the old lady and Mrs. Song under the guidance of the monks to go to Bodhi Residence.

As soon as he left the hospital, he happened to meet the other two noble ladies from Beijing, and they walked away after exchanging pleasantries.

Not long after Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Song left, the door of the wing room where Wu Jinrou was staying was opened from the inside. Wu Jinrou had already changed into a suit of clothes, walked from the corridor to the door of a certain room, and asked in a soft voice: "Daddy?" Sister, just now I heard from the monks in the temple that there is a town spirit stone left by the Buddha walking not far north from our side, are you interested in taking a look?"

The voice on this side just fell, and before the people in the room could reply, the door of the room across the room opened in response.

Wu Jinzhen walked out with the maid with a smile: "Is the second cousin favoring one over the other? How come you only call the first cousin but not me in such a good place?"

Even in the face of such questioning, Wu Jinrou didn't show any embarrassment on her face: "My cousin is used to joking, I thought I would call my eldest sister first, and then I will call you with her."

While they were talking, the door of Haiyao's room was gently opened, revealing Chunxi's round face.

I saw her stepping out very lightly, and bowed to the two people in front of her: "Second Miss, Miss Tang, my girl may have been a little bit hard earlier, and now she is sleeping soundly !"

The implication is that I won't join in the fun with them.

Hearing this, the smile on Wu Jinzhen's face faltered. She had always planned to follow Haiyao closely during this trip, but she had already said what she said just now, and it seemed a bit deliberate to take it back now.

Wu Jinrou on the side frowned indistinctly, and immediately looked at Ding Xiang who had been guarding the door. Seeing that the other party lowered his eyelids to express his affirmation, he smiled again: "Alright, then I will go with you." The cousin went first, and when the eldest sister wakes up, you can ask her to look for us."

In desperation, in order not to arouse suspicion, Wu Jinzhen could only find an excuse to stay in the side room with her personal maid, Lu Liu, and then left with Wu Jinrou.

Chunxi, who stayed where she was, looked at Luliu and Dingxiang, but she didn't show anything unusual, and turned around and went back to the house.

At that time, Haiyao was lying on the couch looking at the ledger newly handed over by Ruxiangfang, holding a fan in her right hand and shaking it intermittently.

While serving her a cup of tea, Chunxi lowered her voice to the lowest level and complained: "Girl, did you not see the two left outside, one on the left and the other on the right look like a pair of gatekeepers, this is I'm afraid you'll run away."

"Since you have long felt that the Second Miss has no good intentions and have thought of ways to punish her, why did you choose to avoid seeing her when she invited you just now?" Her small head was full of puzzlement.

"No reason." Haiyao responded lightly, turning the account book in her hand to the last page: "First of all, I haven't finished the account yet."

"Secondly... I just want to see how many tricks she can come up with to get me out of this room." When she said this, her expression was flat and joyful.

Chunxi rubbed her eyes subconsciously, and even wondered if the slyness she saw on her girl's face just now was her eyes dazzled.

Shrugging her shoulders, she didn't continue to worry about this matter anymore. Anyway, in her heart, girls are the most powerful, and they can turn bad luck into good luck when they encounter any problems.

In this way, the master and servant concentrated on looking at the account book, and the other kept arranging and saluting, until there was a rush of footsteps outside the courtyard.

In the next second, someone shouted: "It's not good! It's not good! Missy is not good!"

(End of this chapter)