Honghui is reborn in Legend of Zhen Huan, I will protect my mother

The next day, the blacksmith came to the Fourth Prince's Mansion carrying his luggage.

"I pay my respects to Lord Beile and to the eldest prince."

Honghui looked up and saw a tall and strong man, almost nine feet tall! In comparison, Ama was...

I won’t say more, the contrast is too obvious. Not only my father, but none of the other uncles can catch up with the height of this blacksmith.

It turns out that the blacksmith is taller and stronger than the guards in the mansion?

"Big brother, there is a blacksmith shop in the mansion. Zhao Tiezhu is the master of the shop. He has been making iron for generations and his family tradition is very long. You can ask him to do anything you want."

So that's why, no wonder he has this physique!

Honghui solved the problem and immediately took out the stack of bamboo paper he had prepared in advance and started to get to the point.

Zhao Tiezhu looked honest, but he was actually very smart. He figured out the key after just one look. "Big Brother, most of these drawings you have are useless. Only these two or three can be tried. I'll make them for you first, and then you can ask someone to try them out."

In the end, he even changed several details, and then was taken away by Su Peisheng.

Seeing that Zhao Tiezhu, sent by his father, was reliable, Honghui felt much more relieved!

"Ama, thank you so much."

Yinzhen suppressed his upward lip corners and pretended to be nonchalant, "Why are you being so polite? If you have the time, you might as well write a few more words. Father, I see that your handwriting is not as good as your chess skills."

Honghui pursed his lips but did not refute. What his father said was true. His handwriting was indeed not as good as his chess skills.

Hey! Who told him to have a good memory? Whether it's playing chess or studying, he can get twice the result with half the effort, but writing doesn't require memory, it all depends on one's own hard work, isn't this immediately highlighted?

"My son will work hard..."

Yinzhen realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, but he couldn't say anything to comfort her. He could only change the subject quickly: "In two days, Father will take your mother and your mother to Longfu Temple to burn incense. You should also go with them to broaden your horizons."

This was not the first time he had heard of this. His mother had told him about it two days ago. However, Honghui thought that the day for burning incense would be the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and he would have already entered school by then. How could he go to the temple to burn incense and pray for blessings?

Now that he had obtained permission, Honghui immediately became interested. He had heard from his mother that the temple fair at Longfu Temple was unique. He wondered if he could see it that day.

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Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Early in the morning, I first had a bowl of glutinous rice balls, which came in two flavors: sesame and peanut. The first bite was sweet and soft, leaving a lasting aftertaste.

The cooking skills of the small kitchen are getting better and better. The filling is so good that it doesn’t matter if it is eaten dry.

Yixiu wiped her mouth and asked, "When we went to Longfu Temple to burn incense this morning, did you ride in the same carriage with your father, or did you ride next to your mother?"

Honghui thought about it for a while and quickly made a choice: "My son can just go to my father's place, and when he comes back, he can sit next to my mother. My son wants to be close to both father and mother."

"Okay, mother, it's up to you. You can sit next to whomever you want." Yixiu smiled from ear to ear and called Jianqiu to start making arrangements.

More than half an hour later, around the beginning of the Si hour, three carriages drove out of Taibao Street.

Different from other temples, Longfu Temple is not located in the mountains, but is clustered in the city, and is not far from the Fourth Prince's Mansion. The carriage arrived at the destination in a quarter of an hour.

Along the way, there were people coming and going, pedestrians on both sides, and carriages passing in the middle. Everything was in an orderly manner.

Honghui also noticed that there were no yamen runners on the road to Longfu Temple to maintain order, and everything was entirely up to the people. The fact that such a large crowd of people could still maintain order shows that the temple still has some effect on people's hearts.

The carriage did not actually go to the Longfu Temple plaque, but stopped not too far from it because it could not go any further. As an eastern temple as famous as the Huguo Temple, Longfu Temple not only has plenty of incense, but also has an abundance of it. The number of pilgrims is increasing day by day, exceeding its capacity.

Looking at the pilgrims coming one after another, everyone looked at each other, feeling a little awkward.

Yinzhen held Honghui's hand, Rouze and Yixiu followed closely on their left and right. Su Peisheng, with five or six servants and four or five guards, surrounded the outside, forming a large circle.

It's not just like this in their house, Honghui has also seen many people doing this. The ladies and young ladies are well protected and won't be easily bumped into.

After finally making my way through the crowd and arriving in front of the plaque of Longfu Temple, a lama came over and greeted me.

"I greet the Fourth Prince and wish all the laymen good health." This lama knew most of the dignitaries in the capital, so he was assigned to guard the mountain gate.

Yinzhen put aside the pride that was usually on his face as a descendant of an emperor and noble family, and clasped his hands together in greeting, "Lama, thank you for your courtesy."

"Amitabha! Fourth Prince and all the laymen, I will ask a little lama to lead you in..."

Yinzhen politely declined the lama's kindness. He had brought back his Buddhist beads and statues from Longfu Temple, so he knew the temple very well.

A group of people followed the crowd and slowly walked towards the main hall.

At this moment, no matter they were high-ranking officials or common people, there was only one expression on their faces, that of piety, but the degree of it varied.

Buddha prays for the afterlife, and so does Tibetan Buddhism. If one suffers all kinds of suffering in this life and cannot be liberated, then one can only pray for peace in the afterlife. This is the current situation of most people, and Honghui could not help but sigh.

Needless to say, he remembered everything here!

After entering the main hall, the group lit incense one after another, and kowtowed and kneeled devoutly during the process.

Honghui didn't believe in Buddhism, but facts told him that there might really be Buddha in this world. So he put his hands together and made a wish in his heart, which was also his expectation for himself.

"If there really is a Buddha in the world, please bless my mother to live a healthy and worry-free life. As for the Qing Dynasty, I will shoulder this responsibility!"

When he opened his eyes, he inadvertently met the gaze of the abbot next to him. The abbot smiled at him, but no matter how Honghui looked at it, he felt that the smile on the abbot's face was quite meaningful.

In a moment, the abbot stood in front of him, put his hands together and bowed: "Amitabha, I wish you all the best."

Yinzhen was a little flattered. This was the famous Living Buddha, Master Huiren, who had left Longfu Temple and traveled around the world two years ago, but unexpectedly came back recently.

He quickly returned the greeting: "Master Huiren, how are you!"

Master Huiren said with a smile: "Please allow me to talk for a moment. You can also come with me."

Yinzhen knew that Master Huiren had something to say that was not convenient for him to say in public, so he quickly took his eldest son to the meditation room, and the rest of the people stayed outside the hall to enjoy the scenery and wait.