Raiders of the maid who crossed the Red Mansion

Just when Cui'er came in with tea, there was also a plate of exquisitely ripe crabapple fruit, Liandu hurriedly asked Daiyu to taste it, saying that it was grown in the nunnery, and it couldn't be fresher.

Then he turned the topic around again, and asked Daiyu if she was still used to sleeping last night, and if she was woken up by the morning class bell, and then pointed out where the nunnery was beautiful and interesting, and took Zijuan around if she had nothing to do.

Daiyu agreed one by one, grateful to Liandu for her thoughtfulness, and let go of her sadness a little, and chatted with her.

The two talked about the books they had read, but fortunately Liandu also knew a little about poetry and prose, so he was able to talk to Daiyu. Daiyu asked her what scriptures she had copied. Just a meditation and sincerity.

Daiyu went to the desk and looked at the scriptures she had copied. She saw that the paper was densely packed, and the scriptures were copied from the "Vimalakirti Sutra". The handwriting was correct and beautiful, just like her own. I praised a few words.

Liandu said casually that she didn't write very much at first, but since she was a child, King Bei Jing often lived in her house, and her father taught her to study. The prince was sometimes naughty when he was young, so he had to be supervised by her cousin, so he was willing to study and practice calligraphy at ease. , but I have also practiced a good handwriting, only compared with the prince, it is still far behind.

Speaking of the past, Liandu's gentle and quiet face was slightly radiant with joy. The high-ranking and respected King of Beijing County, in her eyes and mouth, seemed to be that innocent and naughty child.

Daiyu couldn't help being fascinated, and then remembered the couplets she saw outside the courtyard when she first came here. She seemed to be a little sad in the midst of enlightenment.

Thinking about Master Liandu and Prince Beijing, they were also childhood sweethearts. They knew each other and loved each other since they were young. They were destined to get married, but one was in Buddhism and the other was in the world of mortals. , Love but no share, it is sad.

Daiyu's heart groaned, and just about to cover it up, Liandu had already walked to the bookshelf, took out a book, and handed it to her, looked down, it was "The Lotus Sutra of Miaofa".

"I made a vow in front of the Buddha to copy hundreds of scriptures and distribute them to believers. However, I have often not written in recent years, and my hands are clumsy. After a few months, I have not completed half of them. Long before the girl came, I I heard from the prince that the girl is extremely talented and intelligent, I wonder if I can bother you and copy a few books for me in my spare time?"

When Daiyu was at home, she would occasionally copy scriptures for Jia Mu, but she didn't know Liandu's intentions, so she looked at the scriptures in her hand and then at her, but she didn't dare to answer for a while.

Liandu seemed to see Daiyu's doubts in her heart, and gave a gentle smile full of understanding, explaining: "The scriptures must be copied by hand to show sincerity. Only the Buddha also said that all appearances are false. Copying the scriptures is not true. It is to seek peace of mind for oneself first, and then benefit all sentient beings, and there is no need to stick to who copied it, what does the girl think?"

Daiyu was originally a girl with a beautiful heart, so she knew it all. She knew that Liandu wanted to let herself calm down, let go of the sorrows of the past, and seek tranquility in this magical world, so she asked herself to copy the scriptures. Even more grateful, he nodded in agreement.

At this time, Cui'er called Daiyu outside again, saying that sister Zijuan sent someone to invite her, and a guest came to visit Miss Lin.

Daiyu was very surprised, she had only been in the Lotus Nunnery for two days, who would come to visit?

As soon as I thought about it, I couldn't help shaking my heart, could it be that person?Before he left, he would see him off in the future, so here he is again?

While she was hesitating, Liandu had already got up to see off the guests, smiling and urging her not to keep her relatives and friends waiting for a long time.

Back in the backyard, Daiyu was even more surprised when she saw someone coming. This "relative and friend" who came to see her first was actually Shi Xiangyun?

As soon as he saw Daiyu, Xiangyun ran over, grabbed her hands, and looked her up and down carefully. Although he smiled, his eyes were red first.

Daiyu asked her to sit down and asked Zijuan to make tea.

Zijuan went out in response, Xiangyun pointed to her back, stuck out her tongue playfully, and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, but Zijuan doesn't know me anymore, so she asked me who I am in person? But when I looked at her, I was more agile than before." It’s much more refreshing, after dying once, I’m even more angry with me, ah, Sister Lin, I’m so sorry.”

Xiangyun thought he was happy with what he had said, only then did he realize that he had made a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly apologized to Daiyu, seeing that although her expression was a little gloomy, she didn't seem particularly sad, so she stretched out her hand, covered the back of Daiyu's hand, and said in a low voice: "I know about the second brother and sister Bao. I also wanted to see Sister Lin. I have been sick these days. I will enter the garden when I recover. I heard that Sister Lin moved here. Take it easy and come over immediately..."

Daiyu's heart warmed, this girl Yun usually has a carefree temper, she often speaks openly and makes herself angry, but after all, she is innocent in her heart and born with a warm heart, when everyone is afraid of avoiding her, she is the last Come visit first.

After all, Xiangyun is a cheerful person. After seeing Daiyu, he soon became happy again: "Sister Suoxinglin looks more energetic than before, Amitabha, is it true that the Buddha's light is shining here? I want to move here When will it be!"

Daiyu was amused by her, and snorted: "You really think, I'm afraid the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas won't agree. If you want to, here you are drinking and roasting venison, but you want to mess up this Buddhist pure land." It's fishy."

Xiangyun shrugged his nose disapprovingly: "Sister Lin has never heard of it. After eating wine and meat, the Buddha sits in his heart? Even the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are tired of listening to aunts chanting sutras, and want to hear our poems!"

When Daiyu heard this, she nearly fell down laughing, and imitated her to keep chanting: "Amitabha, stop talking, even Buddhas and Bodhisattvas dare to make fun of you, and you are not afraid of retribution?"

Xiangyun took Daiyu's hand, and was about to pull her up: "I'm not just joking, I also want to visit his house. I walked all the way just now, and I think the view of this nunnery is very good. Sister Lin, you take me around have a look?"

"Yeah, I just arrived, and I haven't even walked out of the yard yet."

"That would be great, let's go shopping together!"

Xiangyun was coaxing and teasing, so Daiyu had no choice but to go out with her, and met Zijuan in the yard, drying the mattress in the sun, and asked Xiangyun, "Miss Yun came here by car?" ?”

Xiangyun smiled and replied: "Naturally, I would take a car. I would like to wear a boy's clothes and ride a horse, but my aunt refuses."

Zijuan said happily: "That's the best. When the girl is leaving later, call me and borrow your car. I will also go out for a stroll. I just came back to buy some things."

Xiangyun was very surprised: "Shopping? You go by yourself?"

"Yes, is it inconvenient for the girl?"

"Ah? No, no, I'll call you later."

Xiangyun took Daiyu by his arm, and after slipping out of the courtyard, he stuck out his tongue again, pointing at the door: "This Zijuan really looks like a different person, not only quick, but also courageous!"

Daiyu just smiled, although she was also surprised, but thinking that only Zijuan was with her, living in this strange nunnery, no more like the lady in the Grand View Garden who responded to everyone, most of the changes in Zijuan were out of helplessness. Take care of yourself for sake.

Along the way, Xiangyun listened to Daiyu's brief allusions to the Lotus Temple, and couldn't help sighing again and again, lamenting that it's easy to find a priceless treasure, and it's rare to have a lover. Do you have to divorce and become a monk?

Every time I see a favorite landscape, I praise the prince must also be an elegant person, and there must be hills and valleys in my heart, so that I can arrange a nunnery so quiet and beautiful.

Xiangyun didn't shy away from talking about strange men, but Daiyu was a little shy and didn't agree with her very much, only talking about the flowers, birds, insects and fish he saw.

Fortunately, Xiangyun is very talkative, no matter what the topic is, he can chat endlessly, and Daiyu's mood gradually becomes brighter while talking and laughing.

After lunch, Xiangyun was about to go back. Zijuan was not joking, so she carried a big bamboo basket and went out with Xiangyun. Daiyu was worried, so she tried to persuade her, but she didn't listen at all, and kept talking. Some strange words, why I have walked from the suburbs to the city alone every day since I was in elementary school, so that even Xiangyun was confused.

Back to the city from Lianhua Nunnery, the carriage takes about an hour, and there is not much scenery to see in the suburbs, Zijuan, Xiangyun, and Xiangyun's maid, Cuilu, all sat in the small car with their knees hugged. Feeling very bored, Xiangyun began to tease Zijuan to talk.

"Zicuckoo, have you and Sister Lin really died once?"

"Who knows, probably."

Seeing that Zijuan was not shy, Xiangyun was even more happy. He moved closer to her and asked in a low voice, "Can you tell me how it feels to die?"

Zijuan stared at her strangely, and asked, "Eh? Miss Yun, you said I was dead, how could you still feel it?"

Xiangyun also knew that his question was ridiculous, but he still couldn't hold back his curiosity: "But, do you still remember something?"

Zijuan curled her lips: "I just don't remember anything."

Xiangyun was a little disappointed, let out a beep, sat quietly for a while, and couldn't help laughing: "Zicuckoo, don't be angry, I think it would be better if you and Sister Lin died once, you become Now that she is brighter and brighter, Sister Lin will not cry all the time, be sad for the moon, and always be sick."

Zijuan replied casually: "Since this is the case, Miss Yun will come to see our girl from time to time. She is always alone, and she is really lonely."

Xiangyun was originally very interested, but after hearing what Zijuan said, his expression darkened, and he sighed quietly: "Do you think I don't want to come, but I can't do it myself..."

In "Dream of Red Mansions", Xiangyun is not the protagonist. Zijuan doesn't know much about her. Only through reading Cao Gong's original works, she knows that she also lost her parents when she was young and lives with her uncle and aunt.

Hearing what she said, the situation may not be better than that of Miss Lin. Looking at the carriage, it is also a bit rough, and it doesn't quite match the status of the dignified Bowling Hou historian?

Just as she was about to comfort Shi Xiangyun, she suddenly heard a sound like a stormy wave crashing on the shore not far behind, and it quickly moved from far to near. When she listened carefully, it sounded like the hooves of a team of galloping horses?

Xiangyun is okay, but he is slightly surprised. Zijuan has read too many scripts, and his immediate reaction is: Oops!Could it be that he met a robber in this wilderness?