"Master Huiren, you came just in time! We came from the vegetarian of Mubailong Temple, but we didn't want to find this hungry and sick lady in this Buddhist holy place! Can Master Huiren explain it to us? The doubts in my heart!" Wen Rou said angrily.
At this moment, the old woman on the wooden bed let out a "ho ho" sound again, seemingly in great pain.
"Quick! Don't talk so much! The patient is seriously short of water and is close to coma, water! Water!" Nangong Xue's eyes were quick, regardless of the dirt, she lifted the old woman up, and put it on her shoulder, three steps He walked out of the house in two steps.
Outside the courtyard, the sun was shining brightly. Under a lush linden tree, Nangongxue gently lowered the old woman on her shoulders, making her lean against the big tree comfortably.
The air was fresh and the temperature was suitable. Gentle immediately took a ladle of water from the well and handed it to Nangongxue quickly.
The old woman drank water, blew the wind, breathed in the fresh air, and basked in the sun, and a trace of vitality appeared on her face.
"Amitabha, so good!" Huiren recited the Buddha's name silently.
"Abbot..." All the monks were silent, only the little master who was the leader just now cried out.
"It's none of your business, you all go back." Huiren remained calm, but said lightly.
All the monks clasped their hands respectfully and walked out slowly with lowered eyes.
The small courtyard that was a little noisy just now suddenly became peaceful and quiet. Only Wen Wen and the three accompanied the old woman under the tree, and an abbot stood in front of the tree.
"Abbot Huiren, what the hell is going on! Do you know that this aunt is here, or don't you know!" Rourou was anxious.
"Amitabha, everything has a definite destiny. Since this benefactor is destined to everyone, she should not die. This is all I can say. All benefactors, ask for blessings..." Huiren's tone was calm, without the slightest hint. Not disturbed by the chaos just now. After all, it was just a calm turn around. The three of Wen Rou only saw a cold figure from the back, and there was no trace of others anymore!
"This abbot. It's as if he didn't say anything! What a fate! What a fate! If you don't save yourself, let yourself go, how can a living person still have a fate?! Walk around, take it away, take it away! I don't want to see a living person Your life, die in front of me!" Nangong Xue spoke quickly, so happy!
"But, sister Xue'er... Can we really take this aunt away?" Wen Rou hesitated.
"My silly sister, you didn't listen to that hard-hearted abbot just now! Since he said that this aunt is destined for us, why should we care so much! Hurry up and take it back to save people!" Nangongxue's voice could not contain A trace of resistance!
"Abbot, those three female benefactors are taking people out of the monastery..." The little master who led the way rushed into the Zen master's meditation room, anxious for a while.
"Let them go." Hui Ren closed his eyes and said calmly.
"But... abbot, that benefactor has been in our monastery for many years... and in the palace..." the little master hadn't finished speaking.
"Fate arises and dies, and everything follows fate. We are monks, and the disputes in the world have nothing to do with us... After all these years, the benefactor has not said a word after all. Presumably even if he has a mouth, he can't speak anymore... My Buddha is merciful, even if the rich and powerful suppress it. God still has the virtue of good life... Everything depends on good fortune... Amitabha..." Huiren opened his eyes calmly, staring blankly ahead, and the emptiness and fantasy in his mouth are even more incomprehensible .
The little master touched the back of his head. He nodded half-understood, then walked away, went back to his meditation room, picked up a string of Buddhist beads, and sat on the futon.
Everyone in the world says that Buddhism is pure, but who knows that people in Buddhism also have things to worry about!
Rourou, Nangongxue, and Feicui finally helped the old woman into the carriage.
The carriage moved forward slowly, but it didn't know where it was going.
"Sister Xue'er, are you planning to take this aunt back to the mansion?" Wen Rou asked curiously.
"Of course not. Although Nangong Mansion is a mansion for practicing medicine, there are so many people in the end, and we don't know about this aunt. If you take it back, you will cause trouble. Wouldn't it be a big mistake for the mansion who is involved! A person who practices medicine saves lives and heals the wounded, and I can't abandon her, alas... I'd better go back and find an inn, settle her down, and then slowly recuperate and treat her illness! This aunt's body may not recover in a while... " Nangongxue glanced at the old woman in the carriage and sighed.
"Ah... It's a pity that Rou'er is going back to the palace tomorrow, and she can't stay to help sister Xue'er. Let Rou'er help sister take care of this aunt today!" Gentle shook Nangong Xue's arm gently.
"Well, good." Nangongxue nodded in response.
In a remote inn in the suburbs of Beijing, Nangongxue asked for a quiet room and put the old woman in.
Ruan Wen and Fei Cui were busy, boiling water for bathing, and buying clean clothes.
I bought a small red clay stove and put it in the house. It is convenient to cook soup and porridge, and it is also easy to take care of the decoction.
Before I knew it, it was lunch time.
"Sister Rou'er, you should go back. It's hard to go out of the palace today, and you still have to spend time with your family! I'm here, so don't worry." Nangongxue kindly persuaded her.
"Well... well, then Rou'er goes out to buy some food for Sister Xue'er, and I'll be back later." Rourou looked at the porridge cooked on the small stove, thought for a while that Nangong Xue and Fei Cui hadn't eaten yet, and couldn't help but pull away and go out go.
"Miss Wen!" In the street market, Ren Yue, dressed in white and on a white horse, was reflected in front of Wen Wen.
"Young Master Ren." He greeted gently.
"Yesterday's crabs were very delicious, and everyone in the Ren family liked them very much." Ren Yue said politely.
"If you like it, I'll make some and send it to you during the Double Ninth Festival, so that you can enjoy it!" She said with a gentle smile.
"Okay! Miss Wen, where did you come from, and where are you going?" Ren Yue dismounted from his horse, and took two steps closer to Rourou.
"Oh, I went to Bailong Temple with Sister Xue'er today, rescued an old lady, and placed them in an inn. Sister Xue'er was looking after her, so I went to buy some food." Gentle raised her finger and pointed to the inn behind her. direction, and will leave soon.
"I'll accompany you." Ren Yue stepped shoulder to shoulder with Wen Rou.
"Alright!" Ruan Ruo Siduo said, she was going to enter the palace tomorrow, thinking how hard it would be for Nangongxue to take care of this old woman by herself, if there was one more person who knew how to help her, it would not be a bad thing.
Vegetable pancakes in Beijing are golden and crispy, with all kinds of seasonal vegetables sandwiched in them, wrapped in eggs, and very satisfying to bite into.
Rourou bought some vegetable pancakes and some fruit, and took Ren Yuezhe back to the inn.
At this time, Nangong Xue was still looking after the unconscious old woman.
The rice porridge on the small stove was already ready, Fei Cui went out to grab some herbs and was frying them on the stove.
"Sister Xue'er, this aunt is still awake!" Wen Wen gently entered the door and asked with concern.
"Hungry for a long time, coupled with old age, the spleen and stomach are out of balance, alas... I will feed her some porridge later, take your time." Nangongxue sighed, and immediately raised her eyes: "Mr. Ren!"
"Ren Yue ran into Ms. Wen at the market, and came to see it after hearing about it. Ms. Nangong is really benevolent. If you need help in the future, just ask!" Ren Yue replied leisurely and calmly.
"Everyone, please help and do your best together. This aunt is very strange. She has lived alone in Bailong Temple for a long time. If you want to know everything, I'm afraid you'll have to wait for this aunt to wake up and tell her personally!" Rourou took a look and was still in a coma The old woman sighed to herself.
"You all go back, there are me and Fei Cui here, next time you come out of the palace, maybe this aunt is already well!" Nangong Xue estimated that it was getting late, and urged again.
Ren Yue sent Wen Rou home, and there was another burst of silence on the way between the two.
"Hand...does it still hurt?" Half-paying, Gentle remembered that day in the suburbs of Beijing, when Ren Yue fought with Sheng Yaoshan, when he grabbed the bright silver spear with only one hand, blood flowed down the fingers.
"It's been healed for a long time, and there should be no scars." Ren Yue smiled easily, and stretched out his palm to show Gentle a bit mischievously.
"You two should stop fighting, and there is no deep hatred for each other, why do you fight like that for me..." Wen Rou lowered her head, and her voice suddenly dropped.
"Sheng Yaoshan, a martial artist... Although I don't know why you were sad and stood alone outside the city that day, I can guess that it must have something to do with Sheng Yaoshan. If he makes Rou'er sad again, I will not spare him! By the way...he didn't Opportunity..." Although Ren Yue's voice was distant and indifferent, there was perseverance and persistence in his words.
"Alas..." Gentle and heavy sighed.
Three years, at the beginning she only gave Ren Yue a three-year deadline, who knows that he has always taken it to heart...
And Shengyao Mountain...
He didn't know anything, and he was still so persistent in treating himself kindly.
Even though I didn't know anything about Qi's birthday that day, but thinking about it afterwards, Sheng Yaoshan actually dressed himself up and brought him to Qi's birthday banquet... even a fool can see what he was thinking and thinking!
three years...
At this moment, Ren Yue is serious, if after three years, he no longer exists because of revenge... what about Sheng Yaoshan? What should Ren Yue do? !
"If you hadn't sent the crabs yesterday, I wouldn't have known that you were out of the palace for a rotation. You should go back to the palace tomorrow, right? If you go out of the palace again next time, you must have told me." Ren Yue saw Wen Rou for a long time without speaking, and turned Turn around and speak softly.
"The imperial examination is approaching, you should prepare well. I'll wait for you to become an official in the imperial court, and then come and help me realize my wish." Rourou didn't answer Ren Yue's topic, but just changed the topic lightly.
"Don't worry, Wen Ting and I will take the imperial examination together this year, and we will definitely not disappoint the teacher!" Ren Yue's tone was firm and forceful.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching in a blink of an eye, and there is a joyful and peaceful festive atmosphere in the palace.
The imperial dining room has already been prepared, and it is waiting for the emperor to give an order, so that the meals can be presented in the main hall.
This is roughly the case for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the Great Zhou Palace.
Liu Hengduan sat in the hall and invited concubines from all palaces, princes and princesses, and capable courtiers. It was not only a family reunion, but also a joy for the monarch and his ministers.
But this year...