Lady of Rebirth

Woke up early the next day, Song Wenshu took Zhong Ming and Su Zimo out of the city, the incense in Lingyun Temple was always very prosperous, and today it was the Bodhisattva’s birthday, there was an endless stream of pedestrians on the mountain road, most of them were women , There are daughters-in-law and girls, most of the women in brocade clothes are the family members of princes and grandchildren, those in ordinary clothes are the women and daughters of ordinary families, and there are a bunch of women in bright clothes and heavy makeup. A girl from a good family stood by the side of the road, frowning and flicking handkerchiefs at the passing men from time to time, scratching her head and laughing.

When Song Wenshu saw it, she recited a sentence from the Buddha, "Buddhism is pure, and I am not afraid of blaspheming the gods."

"Song Wenshu?" An uncertain voice came from behind.

Several people turned their heads together, and saw a beautiful woman leading a group of family members slowly up the mountain.

"You are...Xu Xiaohuan?" Song Wenshu also recognized the person in front of her. Xu Xiaohuan was her neighbor when she was a girl. Talking about it almost every day, seeing how good Xiaohuan's vision is, seeing how well Xiaohuan is married, seeing how well Xiaohuan is living, his ears are getting calloused, and he said in surprise, "We haven't seen each other for more than ten years, right?" , did not expect to meet here."

Xu Xiaohuan smiled and said, "It's lucky that you still recognize me."

Song Wenshu also smiled and said, "Why don't you recognize me, you don't seem to have changed much."

"Aren't you the same?" Xu Xiaohuan glanced over Su Zimo and Zhong Ming, then pointed to Zhong Ming and asked, "This must be Ling Qianjin, right?"

Song Wenshu nodded and said, "It's the little girl Zhong Ming." Let Zhong Ming call someone.

Zhong Ming called her as he said, "Mrs. Zhou." Xu Xiaohuan's husband was surnamed Zhou, a fourth-rank general.

Xu Xiaohuan praised: "Your mother was a well-known beauty in ten miles and eight villages back then. I didn't expect you to be greener than blue. Look at this watery look." Seeing the girl Zhongming dressed up, she thought she hadn't promised her, so she hurriedly put her behind her back. The young son dressed as a general pulled him forward, smiled and said to Song Wenshu, "This is Zhou Langsheng, the dog. Now his father is serving as a seventh-rank captain. Today he went up the mountain to seek a good marriage."

When Young Master Zhou saw Zhong Ming, his eyes lit up immediately, it was so bright and moving, it was so beautiful, he has never believed in ghosts and gods, so he didn't want to come out this time, but he didn't expect to meet such a beautiful woman.

Song Wenshu could hear Xu Xiaohuan's implication, that Mr. Zhou had a handsome face and a burly figure, she really liked it in her heart, and said with regret: "It's a pity that my Ming'er family doesn't have this blessing."

Xu Xiaohuan hurriedly asked: "Could it be that a marriage has already been arranged?"

Song Wenshu glared at Zhong Ming angrily, and sighed: "Ming'er is married." After all, she didn't have the nerve to say that Zhong Ming was a concubine, let alone have an unclear relationship with Su Zimo.

Xu Xiaohuan said regretfully, "So that's how it is."

Mr. Zhou was also very disappointed, he didn't know who was so lucky, he asked a little unwillingly: "I don't know that Miss Zhong's husband's family is from the capital?" To be worthy of such a beautiful lady, the other party must be a dragon and a phoenix among individuals.

Song Wenshu kept secret and didn't want to say more, but Zhong Ming was generous, "Do you know Song Junjie?"

Mr. Zhou was stunned, and asked uncertainly: "But the one that Miss Su married?" Mr. Zhou was born as a general and didn't know Song Junjie and his ilk, but Su Houye's daughter, the most talented daughter in the capital, married Song Junjie. Everyone in the circle of young masters in the capital knew about it, but they only heard of Su Zimo's name, but never met him, so Su Zimo was right in front of him, and Young Master Zhou didn't recognize him.

Although Xu Xiaohuan used to live next door to the Song family, after she got married, she seldom returned to her natal family, and she had nothing to do with the Song family. She didn't know anything about the Song family, and thought it was another family named Song.

Zhong Ming laughed and said, "That's right."

Mr. Zhou was a little dumbfounded, "Song Junjie already has a wife, so don't you?"

Zhong Ming smiled and said, "That's right, Sister Mo is the main room, and I'm just the side room."

Although Mr. Zhou came from a famous family, he was still a seventh-rank captain, but he was used to hanging out with the soldiers, so he couldn't help but swear, "What kind of shit luck did Song Junjie get!"

Xu Xiaohuan immediately punched him, "You bastard, I'll embarrass your mother." Then she smiled embarrassedly at Song Wenshu, "This kid is used to being rude, so don't laugh at him." Then he looked at Song Wenshu with regret. Glancing at Zhong Ming, such a good girl actually became a concubine for someone else, and someone like Song Wenshu, who cares about face, agreed!

Song Wenshu's face was lost by Zhong Ming long ago, she just dug a hole to bury herself, and said with a sneer, "Where is it, it's a pity that the two children have no fate."

The two came and went and sighed hypocritically. Song Wenshu was afraid that Zhong Ming would talk too much, so she quickly found an excuse to leave first. After walking a long way, she gave Zhong Ming a good lesson, "Since I was young, how could I I lost face to Xu Xiaohuan, but you are embarrassing to me."

Zhong Ming curled his lips and said, "I just married my cousin as a concubine. What's the shame, her son hasn't married a wife yet!"

Song Wenshu was so angry that she had nothing to say. Today, she sincerely went up the mountain to pray for the old lady. After being overwhelmed, she didn't want to offend the Bodhisattva. She simply left the two of them and went up the mountain alone. She made an appointment to meet at the foot of the mountain before the sun went down.

Zhong Ming was eager to hold Su Zimo's hand, and went up the mountain from another path. When he reached the mountainside, he saw lush trees, gurgling streams, and a beautiful scenery. Together, smell the flowers, listen to the birdsong.

"Sister Mo, it would be great if we could live like this for the rest of our lives." Zhong Ming sighed contentedly.

Su Zimo never felt that she was small-minded, just now Mr. Zhou just looked at Zhong Ming a few more times, but she was angry, and she was so upset that she didn't hear what Zhong Ming said.

Seeing her in a daze, Zhong Ming couldn't help but raise his voice, "Sister Mo."

Only then did Su Zimo come back to his senses, "I didn't hear what you said just now."

Zhong Ming became curious, "What are you thinking?"

Su Zimo looked at her overly pretty face, and sighed: "Man, you are a sexist. I don't know how many people like Mr. Zhou like you."

In the previous life, Zhong Ming would be complacent because of her outstanding appearance, but now she only knows that a smart mind is far more important than appearance, just like Su Zimo, who makes her admire, "Fortunately, it's me, if you like you But it will be troublesome."

"how do I say this?"

"I don't like men." Because of her previous life, she had already completely given up on men. Su Zimo was different. Su Zimo once said that he liked handsome men.

Su Zimo was speechless, "You still don't believe me today?"

Zhong Ming shook his head, "I don't believe in myself. Apart from my cousin, there are many outstanding men in this world. It's just that you haven't met them. If you meet one day, you will definitely not like me again."

Su Zimo didn't expect that she still had such obsessive thoughts. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly said, "Follow me."

Zhong Ming didn't know what she wanted to do, so he just followed her, walked through the woods, and came to the back door of Lingyun Temple. There was only a young monk sweeping the floor, and suddenly saw two beautiful women, their faces were red, and they stammered. Said: "The backyard is forbidden, and the two female benefactors are invited to go to the front yard."

Su Zimo said: "May I ask my little master how to get to Guanyin Hall."

The little monk pointed in the direction.

Su Zimo walked a few steps, then turned his head, "Little master, can I borrow the razor?"

Zhong Ming was startled, and blurted out, "Sister Mo, are you going to become a monk?"

Su Zimo gave her a resentful look, "Even if you want to become a monk, you still go to a nunnery instead of a monk's temple."

Holding the razor, I found the Avalokitesvara Hall. Because it was a side hall, there were no other people there. In the center was a Avalokitesvara with a thousand arms. Su Zimo held Zhong Ming's hand, knelt on the yellow futon, and kowtowed three times reverently.

Zhong Ming just followed suit, completely ignorant of Su Zimo's intentions.

Seeing that Su Zimo pulled out the red hairpin on his head by himself, thousands of black threads fell down, and then he cut off a lock of hair with a knife. She carefully tied the two strands of blue silk together, and then looked at Zhong Ming, with a pair of beautiful eyes full of water.

No matter how dull Zhong Ming was, he understood, and was so moved that he burst into tears.