The Red Mansions

Chapter 352 Ke Qing: A few days ago, I went home very late...

Jia Heng left the study and returned to the flower hall.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that Qin Ye was hiding something from him.

More than ten years ago, the things that could make people keep secret could only be the court coup d'état of abolishing the crown prince and King Zhao, but if Qin Keqing is said to be the abolishing prince or the orphan of King Zhao, it seems...

But judging from Qin Ye's resume, it seems that there is no trace of abolishing the prince.

"Husband?" Seeing Jia Heng lost his mind, Qin Keqing called out.

Jia Heng nodded, turned his mind, looked at the charming and unprovoked jade, and sighed softly in his heart.

Afterwards, the husband and wife finished their lunch in the living room, talked to Qin Ye about offering incense to the Da Ci'en Temple, and got his consent, then took Qin Keqing out of the Qin residence, boarded a carriage, and headed towards the Da Ci'en Temple together go.

Chang'an City, Jinchang Square

As a Buddhist temple in Chang'an City, Da Ci'en Temple is solemnly and magnificently built, and it is convenient to come and go, and the incense is flourishing.

It's just because of the twelfth lunar month in the cold weather, the cold wind howls, and the road to Da Ci'en Temple is sparsely populated.

Jia Heng and Qin Keqing boarded a carriage, surrounded by mothers, maids and servants, and drove into the temple.

Faming, the abbot of the hall, had already received the news in advance, came out of the abbot's meditation room, and was chatting with Jia Heng under the eaves of the corridor.

The Great Mercy Temple located in the south of the city dare not neglect the head of the Wucheng Bingma Division who is in charge of the security of Shenjing.

Inside the Daxiong Palace, Qin Keqing clasped his palms together, knelt on the futon, and prayed towards the Buddha statue behind the confession. Baozhu, Ruizhu and several nuns waited quietly on both sides.

At this moment, Jia Heng looked at the monk in yellow cassock, paused, and asked casually: "Abbot Fa Ming, the New Year is approaching, are there many people offering incense?"

Monk Faming listened to the inquiry, with a faint smile on his old face, he said: "Amitabha Buddha, who is merciful to the world, respects the heaven and the ancestors, the year is approaching, pilgrims are busy with the family's ancestor worship, and the incense is naturally much less."

Listening to the abbot's words, Jia Heng secretly thought, this monk Faming is quite interesting.

The conversation between the two was quite similar, how is the business?The sense of déjà vu that business is not doing well.

Jia Heng suppressed the weirdness in his heart, looked at the majestic Big Wild Goose Pagoda of Da Ci'en Temple, and said with emotion: "The incense in your temple is at its peak, and it is the best among the three assistants. Do not change its strict atmosphere."

Even if you don't like Buddhism, you have to be shocked by the Big Wild Goose Pagoda that has witnessed history.

In fashionable words, the buildings in front of us are the crystallization of the wisdom of the working people, witnessing the vicissitudes of history.

Monk Faming also looked at the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, and said: "Amitabha, the flowers are similar every year, and the people are different every year. Although our temple has experienced hundreds of years of spring and autumn, it has also suffered from wars. It is only my Buddha who is merciful and blessed The Dharma is endless.”

Jia Heng nodded, noncommittal.

While the two were talking, suddenly a monk came up the stone steps in a hurry, approached, raised one palm, and said, "Abbot, Prince Zhongshun led his family's female family up to the mountain to pay homage to the Buddha, and ordered that the temple be sealed. Not letting outsiders in or out, disturbed the female relatives."

Jia Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was stunned for a moment.

Secretly, it is really a narrow road for Yuanjia, he managed to sneak away from his busy schedule, and accompanied Keqing to the temple to offer incense, but unexpectedly met King Zhongshun bringing his family members to offer incense.

But after thinking about it, it seemed normal for King Zhongshun to lead his female relatives up the mountain to pray for blessings and worship Buddha near the end of the year, but the prince seemed to want to clear the scene between his words.

Jia Heng turned to look at Fa Ming, seeing his surprised expression, because he asked, "How did your temple deal with this kind of thing in the past?"

As a well-known temple in Shenjing, Daci'en Temple has received many dignitaries.

Faming hesitated for a moment, then said in a Cang voice: "In the past, the distinguished guests were first admitted to the meditation room, and then new pilgrims from outside the temple were not accepted, thinking that the distinguished guests would make room for them."

Jia Heng thought for a while and said, "Then it should be done accordingly."

He didn't want to have any conflicts with King Zhongshun over such a trivial matter, which disturbed his mood for no reason.

This is different from the last time Mashi and his son were fighting, when he deliberately wanted to be a favor in front of Princess Xianning.

Faming responded and was about to go down the mountain.

Not long after, a monk came up from the mountain gate again, with a look of panic on his face, and said: "Abbot, King Zhongshun led his relatives and has already climbed the mountain. Shi, the governor of Prince Zhongshun, wants to see the abbot."

Fa Ming frowned, his eyes under his thin eyebrows were full of embarrassment, he turned to look at Jia Heng, and said, "General Yunhui, I'm sorry."

Jia Heng said: "Abbot, if you have any trouble, you can come back and find me."

Naturally, he was a little worried that Faming would not be able to withstand the pressure from Prince Zhongshun's residence.

Later, he will take Keqing with him to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda for viewing.

"Thank you, General Yunhui." Fa Ming thanked him and walked down quickly.

At this moment, Shi, the head of Prince Zhongshun's residence, had already stepped over the high threshold of Da Ci'en Temple, and led a few servants of the prince's residence, standing under the eaves to serve King Zhongshun.

King Zhongshun, dressed in python robes and uniforms, sat on a grand master's chair brought along with the carriage team, sipping fragrant tea, accompanied by his concubine Wei, not far away sat three green clay sedan chairs, including Concubine Wu. Three side concubines.

Zhou Fang, led by a Dianjun surnamed Dai from Zhongshun Prince's Mansion, led a guard of the general banner, guarding all around with a knife.

It is worth mentioning that tomorrow is the day when Concubine Wu's son, General Chen Rui of Fuguo, will be released from Wucheng Bingmasi.

King Zhongshun had a short gray beard under his chin, swaying slightly in the wind, holding a steaming teacup in his hand, and said with a livid face, "This Faming is getting more and more rude. He is here alone. If you don't say anything before you greet me, let Gu wait for you in the cold wind."

"My lord, calm down." Wei Shi wore a crimson dress, a sable fur cloak, gold hairpins in between the lush temples, a charming and beautiful face, full of smiles.

King Zhongshun snorted coldly, with a worried look on his face.

After a while, Zhou Changshi of the Wangfu came from the Dharma hall, approached King Zhongshun, and said in a low voice, "My lord, Abbot Fa Ming has come down."

Not long after, I saw an old monk coming down the mountain surrounded by several monks.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has seen the prince." Fa Ming clasped his palms together and bowed before he became loyal to the king.

King Zhongshun stared at Fa Ming with a cold gaze, and asked, "Master Fa Ming, why are you late?"

Faming looked calm, and said: "My lord, please forgive me. The poor monk was entertaining a pilgrim just now. It's still cold here, my lord. Please go to the meditation room to talk."

"Gu and the concubine came here to offer incense, did Master Fa Ming let people clear the place?" King Zhongshun asked.

Fa Ming clasped his palms together and said, "Reporting to my lord, there are still pilgrims offering incense on the mountain, but when the princess offering incense, all the people around the palace have retreated."

Zhou Changshi said coldly: "My lord led some concubines and concubines to pilgrimage, how could I allow others to disturb them, why didn't I disperse them, and carefully bumped into my lord and these concubines."

Fa Mingcang said: "General Yunhui and his wife are going to offer incense on the mountain, and they have to visit the temple for a while."

As the current governor of Shenjing City, the Bingma Division of the Five Cities, Faming is not easy to offend, but he is also not easy to offend the clan in front of him.

"General Yunhui...huh?" King Zhongshun frowned tightly, and was talking to himself, when he suddenly woke up, his eyes were uncertain and he said: "Jia Heng?"

How could Jia Heng's children also go to Da Ci'en Temple to offer incense?
King Zhongshun cursed bad luck in his heart.

Because Chen Rui was involuntarily detained by Wucheng soldiers and horses before, King Zhongshun had suffered Jia Heng's loss, and he was still in Nancheng at this time, so he was also a little afraid at the moment.

But in front of Faming, King Zhongshun didn't want to show weakness, instead he ordered loudly: "Changshi, go up the mountain and call General Yunhui, let him come to see Gu."

Zhou Changshi responded.

King Zhongshun immediately looked at Faming where the old god was, and said, "Master Faming, first go to the meditation room to talk."

Fa Ming breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and said, "My lord, this way please."

As he spoke, he led King Zhongshun to the meditation room.

But this scene fell on several pairs of eyes in a meditation room not far away, with cold light flickering and murderous intent hidden.

Five or six people were lurking in the dark, and the leader was a woman wearing a bamboo hat and a blue dress.

"Saint, shall we do it now?" a person behind him whispered.

"The old thief still has guards around him, wait for him to go to the meditation room." The woman in the bamboo hat said in a low voice, looking at King Zhongshun with cold eyes.

They followed King Zhongshun to Da Ci'en Temple, and they wanted to assassinate King Zhongshun.

Because the palace is heavily guarded, it is not easy to enter the palace for assassination, and King Zhongshun went to Da Ci'en Temple to offer incense, and they sneaked into the Da Ci'en Temple to ambush first, preparing for the assassination.

One of them said: "That Dianjun's subordinates lead fifty people, and they will disperse later. They need to be lured away, Holy Maiden, and the subordinates will lead the people away."

Although there are capable people and strange men in this world, there is no such thing as martial arts true energy. Facing fifty attendants in armor, the white lotus sect where the woman in the bamboo hat belongs, and six attendants who came to Beijing for business, they wanted to assassinate King Zhongshun successfully. , is not easy.

The woman in the bamboo hat said, "Second Brother Zhang, please."

"Saint, don't worry, we won't delay the matter." The young man couldn't help saying that he was called Brother Zhang.

"Someone...shh." At this moment, a woman behind the girl in the hat shushed.

Everyone hurriedly avoided, but it was two monks talking from the corridor.

Not to mention how the few people plotted to assassinate, but said that Jia Heng accompanied Qin Keqing to enter the incense, left the Daxiong Palace, and led the mothers and maids to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.

The Big Wild Goose Pagoda is at the Duanyang Gate of the Da Ci'en Temple. The couple walked through the beautiful pines and cypresses and approached the "rotten" Big Wild Goose Pagoda.

Jia Heng smiled lightly at Qin Keqing, "This Big Wild Goose Pagoda is where Master Xuanzang translated scriptures."

Qin Keqing saw the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in front of him, and said with emotion: "I think it's been so many years, many literati have written their names and left poems on it."

"Go up and have a look?" Jia Heng asked.

At this time, Mammy came over and told, "Master, madam, there are no other tourists in the tower."

Jia Heng nodded, and amidst Baozhu and Ruizhu's snickering, took Qin Keqing's hand and walked towards the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.

Qin Keqing raised her beautiful eyes, looked at the seven-story pagoda, and said softly, "Husband, standing on the pagoda, you should be able to see Chang'an City, right?"

Jia Heng smiled and said, "I haven't been there before, how do I know?"

The two entered the tower and walked along the stairs. In the closed environment, Qin Keqing obviously relied on Jia Heng, holding Jia Heng's hand tightly.

Jia Heng looked at his wife's white jade face, and was touched for a while.

If it was the previous life, this should be traveling with his girlfriend.

The two climbed up the steps, stood on a high place, and looked through the window. It was already afternoon at that time, and the soft winter sun shone on the halls of Da Ci'en Temple, reflecting golden light on the glazed tiles.

When the wind chimes sounded, Qin Keqing stretched out her slender hand, pointed to the distance, and said with joy and surprise in her voice, "Husband, where is Ningrong Street?"

Jia Heng also followed Qin Keqing's expectations, and saw the dotted squares in the distance, and the memorial archway of Ningrong Street could be seen standing upright.

At that time, the breeze blew, blowing a strand of Qin Keqing's beautiful hair. The twenty-eight-year-old girl, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, smiled sweetly: "This is what the ancients said by standing tall and seeing far."

Jia Heng looked at that flawless, collagen-filled face, which was youthful and youthful.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that Keqing was actually only the age of a high school student in later generations. Although she looked a little more charming and gorgeous, she still had the brilliance of a little girl.

It was the life in the back house that bound Keqing's temperament to a certain extent and required her to be a good wife and mother.

With this in mind, he gently pulled Keqing over, hugged the jade man in his arms, and was about to speak in his ear.

Qin Keqing struggled slightly, her beautiful eyes flashed with a sly light, her face was hot as fire, her curved eyelashes drooped, and she said in a trembling voice: "Husband...don't make trouble.'

Of course, if your husband really...

Although it was difficult for her to climb up and look into the distance in Tianxiang Tower, the kind of overlooking the east and west, climbing to the clouds made her unbearable, but this kind of pure Buddhist place...

For some reason, Fang's heart suddenly beat faster.

Jia Heng's face darkened: "..."

Could it be that in Keqing's eyes, he likes this one very much?
Qin Keqing smiled at this moment, turned her beautiful eyes, and looked at the handsome young man behind her, her eyes were infatuated, and the charming charm from the corners of her brows and eyes flowed out.

After all, she is graceful, delicate and graceful.

Jia Heng knew that the girl was deliberately teasing herself, so she couldn't help gliding her palms up and down, and said with a smile: "But Qing has also turned bad now."

Being made such a fuss by Keqing really aroused a bit of anger.

Qin Keqing noticed something strange behind her, she was really scared this time, she bit her cherry lips with her white teeth, and said softly: "Husband..."

If the husband insists on wanting it, she... will give it too.

"Don't worry, don't make trouble." Jia Heng said softly, looking into the distance, and said warmly: "It's actually not that high. When you have some free time, I'll take you to climb Mount Hua."

Qin Keqing leaned on the railing, looked at the distant scenery, and said softly: "I grew up in Shenjing, but I have never been out of Shenjing, because my father is strict, and I have not even visited all the famous places in Beijing."

Jia Heng thought for a while, and said: "Next year, the peonies in the Hibiscus Garden by the Qujiang Pool will open. Let's go and enjoy it together and relax."

He and Qin Keqing were almost arranged marriages. Before that, he hadn't cultivated much relationship. Although he had been in love for a long time, he didn't seem to know much about his wife's thoughts.

There was surprise in Qin Keqing's bright eyes, but then she was sad, and a bit of resentment gradually appeared in her heart, but her voice was soft and soft: "My husband is busy with business, and sometimes he comes home very late, so there is no need to make time for me."

A few days ago, I came home very late...

Jia Heng's eyes were far away, but he didn't hear the meaning behind the words, and sighed: "In the past, I couldn't help myself and had to do things non-stop, but now it's okay. As for the free time, the cabinet ministers who are busy with all kinds of affairs may not have a day to rest... It's time to relax."

He didn't show his merits before, his foothold was unstable, and he had to stop for a moment. It wasn't until Wang Ziteng succeeded Wang Ziteng that he took control of the Beijing camp that he really gained a firm foothold and got a chance to breathe.

Qin Keqing smiled thoughtfully and said, "That's good."

In fact, I wanted to get angry and say that you, the princess, and other princesses can also go to relax.

But he swallowed the words back.

Once some words are uttered, they will undoubtedly push people to the edge of a cliff, and there is no room for maneuver.

(End of this chapter)