Lanling covered the moon

"Chang Gong has met the aunt, and the third brother." Xiao Zimo knew that the aunt had always hated her messing around with the third brother, no matter how old or young, so he signaled to the third brother respectfully with the corners of his eyes and brows Ma'am, please be good.

"Well, there is no need to be formal." The aunt coughed with a handkerchief. The temple is built on the top of the mountain, and the wind in winter is a bit cold.

"Is Chang Gong in good health? I told my mother to come with you, but my mother was afraid that you were injured and couldn't go out, so she didn't call you." Xiaowan saw that Zi Mo was here together. White Horse Temple, really overjoyed.

"Hey? That's right, I didn't know that my aunt and third brother also came to Baima Temple to worship Buddha, otherwise it would be more lively if everyone came together!" Zimo said with a smile.

"Did Chang Gong come to worship Buddha with Cuiniang?" Xiao Wan asked, looking at Zheng Er who was soundly asleep.

"Well, yes, where is the third brother? Come to offer incense with the aunt?"

. . . . . .Xiaowan looked at Zimo, then at Yuan Zhonghua, seemed a little embarrassed, and said, "I accompany my mother to worship Buddha... and secondly, it will be the tenth anniversary of my father's death in a few days. We are in the inner hall of the White Horse Temple to handle religious affairs for father, Chang Gong, you have not been home for many years, and this year is just the Chinese New Year and you were injured in order to save the Holy One, so... the day after tomorrow is the right day, originally it was I plan to call my brothers to pay homage to my father on that day." Xiao Wan explained to Zi Mo with a look of embarrassment on her face, the aunt turned around, coughed again, and said, "Since Chang Gong is here, let's stay together too. Let's go watch the night for the master. It's cool here, so I'll go back to the Buddhist hall first."

"Yes, mother, go slowly, my fourth brother and I will come right away." The third brother sent the aunt away, and happily took Zimo's hand, "My mother likes to be quiet, and the second mother and the third mother are often called around by my mother." I'm so scared, even if I come to the White Horse Temple to perform errands, my son will do my best to serve you. Fortunately, you are also here, otherwise I am worried about how I will spend these few days!" Gao Xiaowan smiled, her mother didn't worship Buddha It is to let him kneel in front of his father's spiritual throne to teach the ancestors a lesson, and then insist on asking him to marry a wife and have children.

"Well, I will accompany the third brother to watch the night for daddy tonight, so that Xiaowan will not be lonely." Zimo smiled and picked up Zheng Er. She first sent Xiao Zheng Er, Cui Niang and Mr. Liu go home.

"Brother doesn't want us to go back together?" Zheng Er rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"Well, my brother wants to keep vigil for my father, and I won't go home until after my father's death day. These few days, Zheng Er will listen to Cui Niang's words and Mr.'s words carefully, you know?" Zimo put Zheng Er on the carriage.

"My lord, you have to pay attention to your health. It's cold on the mountain at night, so wear more clothes." Cuiniang instructed, and the carriage went down the mountain and went back to Gaofu.Zimo went back to the White Horse Temple, and the little novice who guarded the gate saw that Prince Hejian was leading him, so he opened the door for convenience, so Zimo didn't have to climb over the wall.

Father's religious affairs were handled in the Jade Buddha Hall on the east side of the inner hall, and a large hall was filled with monks, wearing cassocks, holding wooden fish, and chanting scriptures in their mouths.Burning incense was lingering, and on the table above was the spiritual tablet of father Gao Cheng.

Zimo lit the incense, bowed three times on his knees, time flies, ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, but his father's voice and smile are still clear, as if it was just yesterday.

"Father, Chang Gong misses you very much... My son dared not forget anything about what my father taught during his lifetime." Zi Mo's eyes turned slightly red, and he respectfully offered incense to his father.

"Zimo, let's go eat some vegetarian food first. After we eat the vegetarian food, we will watch the night for daddy. If there is anything we want to tell daddy, then tell daddy." Xiaowan pulled Zimo left the Buddhist hall and arrived at Qingliang Terrace, this is the place where the White Horse Temple receives distinguished guests, if Gao Cheng's father hadn't come here to perform ceremonies, the door would not have been opened for people to use.

The bells of the Bell and Drum Tower rang heavily along with the night, dignified and far-reaching.

Auntie, Xiaowan and Zimo knelt on the futon together, holding Buddhist beads in their hands.The novice novice behind him was not sure whether it was the Great Compassion Mantra or the Ksitigarbha Sutra, and the wooden fish chanted sutras.

She, the third brother, the eldest brother, the fifth brother, and the sixth brother are all fine. I don't know if my father really has a spirit in the sky, will he feel relieved?

The dead are gone, leaving the living with endless mourning. Kneeling in the Buddhist hall lasts for several hours, and it is the time of the child without knowing it.

"Mother, go to sleep, Chang Gong and I are here to watch over." The third brother helped the aunt whose legs were numb, and seeing her pale face, he asked the aunt to go back to rest.

"Well, that's good, remember to burn incense for your father, and keep the candles under control, so they can't be burned out..."

"Okay, okay, I understand." The aunt babbled, and was finally sent back to the room by the third brother.

The night was quiet, and the monks had done three rounds of Buddhist rituals, and then they all went on one after another.

Xiao Zimo saw that his third elder brother had fallen asleep leaning on the pillar of the Buddhist hall, so he gently stepped forward to pick up incense for his father.

"Hiss..." Zi Mo was clumsy, and he was burned to the back of his hand by the candle in a daze while he was deep in sleep.

"Chang Gong, what's the matter with you? I'm ready, why don't you wake me up, your hands are fine!" The third brother woke up as soon as he heard Zimo sobbing, and saw his precious brother shaking and jumping while covering his palm , sleepy bugs are gone.

"Hehe, third brother, it's okay, I'm just stupid, I think daddy is going to laugh at me again." Zimo felt embarrassed.

"Don't cover it, show me, is it red?" Gao Xiaowan seemed that the candle was scalded on her hand, and she insisted on checking to see if there was a burn.

"It's okay, look, just a little bit, just right, wake me up and drowsy."

"No, you always get hurt everywhere and endure it. You can't hide it." After the third brother finished speaking, Zi Mo's hand was violently broken by the third brother.Since her father passed away, Xiao Wan changed her youthful and frivolous disposition, became mature and prudent, tolerant in everything, and a young man who was in charge of the family. There were many, many things that the original Gao Xiao Wan could not take on.However, the third elder brother picked it all by himself, no matter how many storms and burdens he endured, he would not be surprised by honor or disgrace, the prosperity and decline of the family, and the warmth and coldness of human relationships were all taken by this young man, Yun Danfeng.Zimo thought that the third brother had changed his temper, but now he was holding her hand stubbornly, his eyes were full of eager irritability, and he looked a bit like the brat in his childhood.

With sword eyebrows and starry eyes, Xiao Zimo still remembers when he first entered Gaofu, this young man held his proud head high, didn't even look at her, his eyes were full of disdain, and he pulled Yanzong to deliberately Provocatively said that she would eat her Xiaobai.

"Hehe." Zimo couldn't help laughing.

"What's Guli laughing so weirdly?" Xiaowan looked up at her while blowing on Zimo's burning hands.

"Third Brother is a brat, haha."

"What?!" Xiao Wan was startled when he heard the words, his face changed, and then he snorted angrily, even his ears turned red suspiciously.The red candle illuminated the Buddhist hall clearly, and he was so close, so close to his beloved Chang Gong.Chang Gong is so beautiful, as if he has entered a painting.He knew that he liked this face when he was peeing. When he was a child, he only thought that his younger brother was so beautiful. He wanted to play with him and play together. Seeing him hurt, he hurts too, and seeing him smile makes him happy.If it was said that he was bewitched by his hue, but his Chang Gong was far more than just a face that turned all living beings upside down.Dad passed away, who could go to Beisai to defend the border in the seventies of the prince without any complaints or regrets.The fourth younger brother of his family did not enjoy the blessings of the nobles, but was exhausted by the honor and disgrace of the Gao Mansion to this day.

"Fourth brother...you have suffered." Xiao Wan's eyes were very bright, as clear and distant as the cold stars of that high-spirited young man back then.However, now, there is more of a touch of melancholy and tenderness in those eyes.

"Third brother, why do you say that, I don't think I'm bitter, really. Daddy also knows, you see, you are so teary-eyed, Daddy should show his spirit and laugh at you." Zimo Lala Xiaowan hands, sat down together, and then had a long talk.There are very few opportunities for the two brothers to talk quietly like this. They want to stay up like this for a long night and chat casually together. .

Childhood past events, Zimo's various encounters at home during the seven years of garrison on the border, he talked about everything.The two of them were chatting, and the sky suddenly dawned.

Tired of talking, Zimo gradually leaned on his third brother's shoulder and fell into a dreamland.

When Xiao Wan found out, she had completely fallen asleep on Third Brother's body.

Gao Xiaowan looked at Zimo's sleeping face, and couldn't help raising his hand, caressing her face like a feather.He didn't dare to use any more strength, and he didn't dare to make any movement, for fear of waking up the person in his arms at the moment.

"Chang Gong..." Gao Xiaowan called softly, lowered her head and put her face against her younger brother's, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world, not daring to relax or neglect.

The third brother covered Zimo with his robe, and a ray of morning light spilled into the Buddhist hall through the gap in the window.The candle sizzled, Xiao Wan held Zimo in his arms, letting time pass by.

After the Mao hour, Yuan Zhonghua's servant girl came to the Buddhist hall, and she was startled when she saw the two sleeping in each other's arms through the crack of the door.She turned around hastily, and also surprised Xiao Wan.

"Hey? Is it dawn?" Zimo rubbed her eyes. She slept soundly and her whole body was still warm. When she saw it, it was Third Brother's robe.

"Third brother, don't catch a cold, why are you taking care of me?"

"It doesn't matter, you sleep so soundly, I'm also happy to see you." Xiao Wan smiled, and Zi Mo bowed his head in embarrassment with a doting look on his face.He is obviously a brat, so why not set an example for his elder brother.

Zimo stuck out his tongue, saw that the third brother called the maid outside the door, she must be the aunt's personal servant girl, she seemed to have something to say, so she greeted the third brother, and went back to the room to wash up.There is another ceremony in the morning, so she has to clean up her sleepy look first, otherwise she will be taught by the aunt.

After two consecutive days of ceremony, the third day was the tenth anniversary of my father's death.Erniang and Sanniang, elder brother and younger brothers all came. The abbot of the White Horse Temple personally wore cassocks and opened the altar to chant sutras.That day, the uncles and princes of the Gao family also gathered at the White Horse Temple, among them was Uncle Jiu.Zimo raised his head inadvertently and confronted Gao Zhan. He and his brothers dressed in sackcloth and filial piety to salute Uncle Jiu, then buried their heads.

The second uncle Gao Yang asked his father-in-law to pass on the decree and gave some rewards to Gao's mansion, saying that he could not come here because he had not recovered.