Rebirth of Lucky Wife

Wei Hao and his entourage were led by a young novice monk of eight or nine years old, and went directly to the Zen monastery presided over by Kuang.

"The presiding abbot is having breakfast. Everyone, Tan Yue, might as well take a rest in the guest room and have some breakfast."

"Okay, excuse me." Wei Hao spoke to the little novice monk gently.

"Yiqing, please bring all the donors in."

In the monastery, a light and distant male voice came. The voice was slightly deep, obviously not a young man, but the voice was light and not muddy, which showed that he was a healthy man.

"Yiqing" is the name of Mai Xuanyu, which was given to him by Zen Master Liaokuang when he was in the weak year of Dalang in the Mai family.

"Yes, Master." Mai Dalang bowed respectfully to his vocal master through the door outside the monastery, and then led everyone to take a step forward.

The young novice monk was also very clever. He walked quickly and called out, "Abbott, a distinguished guest has arrived." Then he opened the courtyard door.

The gate of the Zen courtyard opened at the right time, and an old monk wearing plain cicada robes and bright red cassocks stood calmly in the courtyard.

He closed his eyes, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and gave a Buddhist salute to everyone. Then he turned around and sat upright on the futon next to the tea table in the courtyard, watching for everyone to look at him.

Mai Ya'er looked carefully at this famous eminent monk in the Wei Dynasty: he had kind eyes and white hair and beard. He was about fifty years old. He probably took good care of himself. There were only a few wrinkles on his face. His skin was firm and not sluggish, and his complexion was rosy.

Yintang is smooth and clean, his earlobes are full, and his nails are round and pink. Judging from his posture and breathing, he must have practiced some internal qigong. Although he is blind, he has sharp ears and eyes, and he is indeed well versed in the art of health preservation.

Mai Yaer nodded secretly, this is a monk who knows how to live a good life.

Wei Hao and Kuang were old acquaintances, and Mai Xuanyou was his beloved disciple. Chen Qingyun had also met Kuang a few times because of her relationship with her own Buddhist practice and her eldest son, and they were quite familiar with him.

This made Wei Xin's heart sink, and the so-called ominous premonition from last night to now became more intense.

No, this is very wrong.A huge sense of dissonance struck, and Maler, standing in the middle of the crowd, began to look down on himself as an independent personality.

In fact, Ma Ya'er has always been quite curious about her eldest brother's music theory master; moreover, her husband Wei Hao also respected Zen Master Kuang——

Before he ascended the throne, Wei Zizhan always took some time to come to Huguo Temple every year. The two parties would discuss Buddhism and Zen philosophy or drink tea and play chess; even Wei Hao's piano skills had been taught by Kuang several times.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that Kuang is half an emperor master.

Such a person should have been very familiar with the new queen of Wei.

Unfortunately, Ma Ya'er was not familiar with Kuang, very unfamiliar, very unfamiliar. It would be an exaggeration to say that they were complete strangers.

Mai Ya'er hadn't noticed before, but now that she saw her mother's familiarity with Master Luo Kuang, she suddenly realized that this seemed, as if, probably, her first meeting with Master Luo Kuang?

"Xiaojiu, what's wrong?" Mai Xuanyong, the second son of the Mai family, studied under Taichang Qing Hai Zhaoyang. He and Liao Kuang were the leading figures in the music circles of the Wei Dynasty from the north to the south, but they were also competitors.Therefore, he respected Zen Master Kuang but was not warm to him.

Therefore, it was Mai Xuan who discovered the difference in his own sister immediately; one step ahead of her husband.

Mai Ya'er hesitated for a moment and said calmly, "It's nothing, just... maybe I'm overthinking it?"

When Mai Xuan saw his little sister looking suspicious, how could he let her go so easily? He was just such a little sister!

He looked around and saw that the others had surrounded Kuang and hadn't noticed yet; so he quietly pulled his little sister behind a big tree.

"Okay, it's a little more sheltered here. Let's hurry up. There are no outsiders here. Tell your brother, what's wrong with you?!" Mai Xuan urged, his words a little nervous.

She knows that her little sister has a stable temperament that takes care of everything.

If she is uneasy, something big will happen!