Stealing Fragrance and Stealing Jade in the Red Chamber

After Jia Lang and Lin Daiyu spent another month on the boat like this, the two of them couldn't get excited about any games after that.

It snowed heavily for several days in a row, covering the whole world in silver. Looking ashore from the deck, it was really magnificent.

The sun was shining brightly after the rare snowfall, and it was the tenth anniversary of Zhen'an Temple, so Jia Lang planned to take Lin Daiyu to visit for a while.

I got up early to pack up and went in a sedan chair.

"Miss, you have to be careful about your body. It's the coldest time when the snow is melting. If you are not careful, you will easily get a fever. It is hard to take care of your body. Don't take it lightly. Whether it is a serious illness or a minor illness, I am most afraid of recurrence."

Yuliu hurriedly pushed Lin Daiyu back to the bed, and stuffed a warm Tang Pozi under the quilt.He stirred up the fire in the stove again, and kept nagging in his mouth.

Lin Daiyu obediently let Yuliu be busy outside, but she didn't feel that Yuliu was overdoing it.

Yuliu's behavior reminded her of her own mother.Only a mother would nag like that and 'trick her'.

"Sister Sangzhu, the new clothes that were baked yesterday have been collected, do you want to put them in the closet?" Yunxia came forward with a few women who were holding the clothes.

"Wait a minute, keep this snow fox fur, sleeves, and a cloak. Put everything else away, go and get Miss's shoes, I want the pair of thick-soled winter boots." Sang Zhu picked it out with his arms in his arms Clothes, and emptied his mouth to give two orders.

"Yes." Yun Jie heard it, and answered from the side.

After Lin Daiyu got out of bed and put on clothes, it was already half an hour later.

The four people lifted the sedan chair and walked straight to the halfway up the mountain.

Because Zhen'an Temple is a famous ancient temple, there are a large number of worshipers, both men and women.

Because in temples, ordinary women don't wear veils, even ladies and gentlemen have a few plain faces to worship.

Jia Lang didn't put a veil around Lin Daiyu either, but with the snow-white fleece collar and the velvet fringe of the cloak, Lin Daiyu's eyes were considered good eyesight.

Lin Daiyu looked up at the door plaque of Zhen'an Temple. The font was vigorous and powerful, extremely wild and domineering, not like it was written by a monk.

Seeing Lin Daiyu looking up with a slightly puzzled expression, Jia Lang explained the history of Zhen'an Temple to her.

"This Zhen'an Temple is an ancient temple that has existed for hundreds of years. It was named a national temple in the previous dynasty. The emperor of the previous dynasty personally wrote it and called it the Zhenguo Temple. Later, the Emperor □□ ended the previous dynasty □□, and the Jin Dynasty Yuanli 23 In [-], he passed by Zhen'an Temple when he was traveling south.

Had a Buddhist dialogue with Wu Yan, the abbot of Zhenguo Temple at that time. Before leaving, the emperor personally wrote the three words "Zhen'an Temple". Since then, Zhenguo Temple has been called Zhen'an Temple. "

Walking along the road, Jia Lang talked.

In fact, Jia Lang was not very familiar with these Buddhas and gods.

However, in this era, the people at the bottom are foolish to believe in these things, and sometimes using them is more useful than money.

Lin Daiyu used to go to big temples with her mother to worship Buddha and gods, but no one ever told her about the origins, legends and fearless impressions of these temples.

In the past, everyone said that worshiping Buddha requires sincerity, and in the future the Buddha will bless you.

But Jia Lang sneered at these words unabashedly.

Lin Daiyu was a little surprised and curious about this almost naked disapproval.

"Pray for God, it's not God, it's an excuse.

There are all kinds of people in the world, there are countless temples and Taoist temples, and people nearby come to offer incense every big festival. If there are people who are not sincere, they are.Sincerely, how much do you know? " Jia Lang asked back.

Lin Daiyu shook her head.

"If the father is not sincere, the son can be sincere; if the son is not sincere, the grandson can be sincere. Zhen'an Temple is an ancient temple with hundreds of years, and the number of worshipers is like fish in a river, endless.

It would be a lie to say that they are all sincere.Even if one out of a hundred of us is sincere, you can see that there are tens of thousands of worshipers today.

The people at the foot of the mountain pay homage from time to time and miss it every day. It is not a trivial matter if there are more than [-] sincere people.

Does my sister think that all these people are people with good life, rich family background and talents? Jia Lang asked with a smile.

Sister Lin was about to say 'yes', but she froze for a moment and couldn't speak anymore.

She peeked at the people at the foot of the mountain a few times in the sedan chair, and if she said that the family was in a difficult situation, it would not be so.But the word rich is far behind.

Even the children of the rich family, the scholarly family, even the children of the princely family, dare not say that everything goes well and everything goes well.

Not to mention those ordinary people, who have to worry about everything in oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

Lin Daiyu suddenly understood the meaning of Jia Lang's words.

Instead of seeking Buddha, it is better to seek yourself!

Lin Daiyu turned her head to look at Jia Lang. She was young and heroic, with her head held up proudly, exuding a strong self-confidence.My heart was a little turbulent, but I couldn't help being a little sad.

Jia Lang is a man, even if he leaves home, he can make a living with his talent.

However, she is a woman, and the world always has prejudice against women. If she shows up in public, she is afraid that she will be sunk in the pond the next day. There is no future to talk about.

Thinking of this, Lin Daiyu lamented the difference between men and women in the world, and her eyes turned red unconsciously.

"Why are you crying?" Jia Lang was dumbfounded when he saw Lin Daiyu's eyes suddenly turned red.

He didn't say anything, and he didn't feel that these words "stabbed" Lin Daiyu's heart.

Lin Daiyu hastily wiped away her tears.

"It's not because of Brother Lang's words, it's because of my own wild imagination."

"What are you thinking? Tell me, it makes you so sad." Jia Lang was a little curious about what Lin Daiyu, a sickly beauty, was thinking.

Lin Daiyu hesitated when she heard this.

Her thought went beyond that.

"I have never been that unenlightened person, and our grades are not much different. Just tell me, are you still afraid that I will sue my uncle?"

Jia Lang's one word teased Lin Daiyu away from the gloom in her heart.

"I just feel that the world is too unfair to women. Whether it is right or wrong, it is the woman's fault." Lin Daiyu said this, and her heart trembled.

This word, in the end. ． ．It shouldn't come out of a woman's mouth.

"Sister, you are wrong." Jia Lang stopped and said seriously to Lin Daiyu.

Seeing Jia Lang's seriousness, Lin Daiyu felt a little panicked.

"It's not that this world is unfair to women, but that it's not fair. When the emperor was angry, his corpse was floating for miles. This sentence is the best interpretation of fairness."

Lin Daiyu heard Jia Lang so serious, but said this sentence.

After thinking about it, suddenly. ． ． ． ． ．

"Let's go, let's go to other places." Jia Lang regained his smile.

Lin Daiyu was exposed to the adult world for the first time, and also the cruel side of this world.

Although cruel, but far away from her.

So scared, but not scared.

only. ． ．There are more and more mysteries about Jia Lang, which attract Lin Daiyu to explore more and more.

Jia Lang always showed a different side, each side made people feel cold, but it was not the kind of coldness that made people afraid.

One of Lin Daiyu's traits is that she always wants to explore the things she is interested in.

Jia Lang, compared with books, makes Lin Daiyu want to read more.

After that, Sangzhu and Yuliu saw that something was wrong with the atmosphere between the two, so they said funny things aside, and the atmosphere became lively again.

This ancient building still has a unique flavor. Jia Lang is still quite interested in ancient buildings of humanities and history.

Because of the difference between men and women, Jia Lang and Lin Daiyu went to the dining hall separately to taste the vegetarian food here.For Jia Lang, it was a little light.

But in the bamboo forest, there is the rustling of leaves, and not far away is the sound of monks chanting sutras.

Zen, Buddha fragrance, coupled with deliberately creating an ethereal environment, eating a light vegetarian meal is indeed a different kind of enjoyment.

However, after eating and leaving the environment, my mouth was slightly tasteless, and I didn't seem to feel particularly delicious when I recalled it.

Unlike Jia Lang, Lin Daiyu prefers light vegetarian meals.

Not bitter, not sweet, not sour, not spicy, just like gentle hands warming her body.

Because of the meal, Lin Daiyu's mood improved a lot, so obvious that Jia Lang could feel it.

"Like the vegetarian food here?"

"Well, the smell is mild."

"Let the kitchen do it for you in the future."

"Thank you."