On this day, at Baiyun Temple in the suburbs of Beijing, towering pines and cypresses, rich green trees and dancing willows together outline a vivid spring picture.

Inside the temple, purple mist lingers like auspicious clouds in a fairyland, and it enshrines Hou Tu Niangniang, Nuwa, and Dou Mu Yuanjun.

Pilgrims come here in an endless stream with a pious heart, most of them are women, who come to worship here, some praying for peace at home and a successful career for their husbands, some worrying about their children's marriages and praying to Yue Lao to help them find a good match, and some even hope to have many children and an uninterrupted supply of incense in this sacred place.

On the mountain road, the wheels of the carriage rolled over the bluestone road, making a dull and powerful sound.

There were also many young men riding horses, looking heroic and dashing. For a moment, all the spring scenery in the world seemed to be concentrated on them.

At this time, a group of people were marching towards Baiyun Temple.

At the front of the team, a young man was riding on a majestic white horse. He had an outstanding demeanor and charming eyes. He was wearing a light blue casual robe and a white jade hair crown on his head, which made him look even more handsome.

"Sir, don't we go into the city and return home first?" asked one of his companions in confusion.

The young man smiled faintly and pointed his whip towards Baiyun Temple. "You guys should go back to the mansion first and transport the two carts of things back there. Remember to give them to my grandfather, my great uncle, and my parents according to the gift list."

"Leave Baoyuan and Baoan here with me. Have them carry the box to Baiyun Temple for me."

"Yes, sir." The attendant responded respectfully and then turned around to make arrangements.

After hearing the master's instructions, the two servants Baoyuan and Baoan also took action, carefully lifted the camphorwood box that their master mentioned, and headed towards Baiyun Temple.

The young man took out an object wrapped in silk cloth and carefully put it in his arms, as if it were the most precious treasure.

"Let's go," he ordered, and then rode up the mountain first.

Along the way, there were endless carriages, horses, and sedan chairs. Suddenly, the sound of whipping horses was heard, attracting passers-by to lift the curtains and take a peek.

Someone with sharp eyes exclaimed in surprise.

"Isn't that the young master of the Jiang family?"

In the distance, a figure on horseback gradually appeared, and some people who recognized him turned their horses and went forward to meet him.

After seeing who it was, he immediately bowed and addressed him by his elegant name: "Master Lantai, it's been a long time since we last met. When did you return to the capital?"

Jiang Lun smiled and replied, "It's Brother Li and Brother Wang. I hope you're all well. I just got back today and was planning to go to Baiyun Temple to ask for a fortune before entering the city."

"I heard that Master Lantai will also be taking part in this year's Spring Examination. It seems that the top spot belongs to you."

Jiang Lun waved his hand and smiled, "My dear brothers, thank you for your compliments. I only have a limited talent for singing about the wind and moon. If I can even secure a place on the list, I'll be quite satisfied."

"Brother Jiang, you are too modest. With the song 'Song of Swallows on the Frontier,' everyone in the world knows that you are a man of great talent."

While the few of them were chatting, a lot of people had gathered around to watch the fun.

They secretly looked at this suave young man and couldn't help but admire him in their hearts. They didn't expect that there was such a handsome man in the capital.

"We will hold a poetry gathering in Taohuawu in a few days. Master Lantai, please come and attend."

Jiang Lun thought it would be nice to have a reunion with his old friends in Beijing after not seeing them for a long time, so he readily agreed: "Okay, just send the invitation to the Jiang residence, and I will definitely be there."

After he finished speaking, he shouted "Gee!" and the white horse under him immediately raised its hooves and galloped towards the direction of Baiyun Temple.

In a quiet courtyard inside Baiyun Temple, the early morning classes have come to an end.

Xue Huichun lay lightly on the couch. Instead of reading the scriptures in the Taoist temple, she was flipping through a copy of "Travels through a Small Window". She was so engrossed in it that she laughed softly from time to time.

Although Xue Huichun practices Buddhism in the temple with her hair uncut, her life is not austere.

Every year, the Xingyuan Marquisate would donate a generous sum of money to Baiyun Temple to ensure her quality of life during her practice.

Ever since she came here to start her practice three years ago, Madam Hong Yingrong has meticulously decorated this villa. She even wanted to prepare a duplicate of the furnishings in Fanghua Garden in the mansion and place it in Baiyun Temple, just to make her daughter live comfortably.

Xue Huichun's personal maid Jinxia walked around the floor lamp in Yueyingsha and delicately placed fresh citron and Buddha's hand in a light crimson exquisite Tai Chi basin, and then lit agarwood in a small three-legged round stove.

The whole room was filled with a faint fragrance, which was refreshing.

Seeing Xue Huichun still reading with great interest, Jinxia couldn't help but laugh and said, "Miss, do you like this storybook so much? You've read it three or four times, and you're not tired of it yet?"

Xue Huichun raised her head, a playful glint in her eyes. "The beauty of this book lies in the fact that it doesn't use common customs to constrain people. Instead, it talks about the joy of revenge, revenge when there is revenge, and grievances when there are grievances. This is the true meaning of living a life that is worth living!"

"Those who so-calledly advise people to repay evil with kindness and be magnanimous are simply not feeling the pain because the knife hasn't scraped their flesh yet."

Jinxia heard her daughter say such unorthodox words and complained bitterly, "Such words are not what a daughter of a marquis's family should say. If this gets out, which in-law would dare to propose marriage?"

At this moment, a voice as gentle as jade, clear and pleasant suddenly rang out: "I can't believe that after not seeing you for two years, there isn't a new female Bodhisattva at Baiyun Temple, but instead a new, decisive and ruthless female knight."

Xue Huichun jumped up from the couch upon hearing the sound, and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a young man with long fluttering sleeves coming towards him with the light behind him.

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