5 Guanghua Temple
Three days later, in the carriage.
"Auntie~" The young boy's voice was clear and pleasant.
"Shh - Auntie is sleeping." The gentle woman placed her fingertips lightly on the boy's lips and whispered in a low voice.
Xiao Tingyun got up early in the morning and went to Guanghua Temple with his mother, brother and sister-in-law.
As the carriage continued to move, this body finally couldn't help but fall asleep with its forehead resting on its back.
The one who was speaking was Song. Shen Lan and Xiao Heming were sitting in another carriage. Originally, the couple wanted to take their child with them.
But Xiao Jiman refused to let go of Xiao Tingyun's hand, so Xiao Tingyun simply suggested that An Ge'er go with them.
I was afraid that the child had poor patience and Xiao Tingyun would not be able to bear it.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Jian'an didn't really worry about it along the way.
Later, Xiao Tingyun fell asleep and didn't hear any big noise.
The word "Aunt" woke Xiao Tingyun up, and he thought it was almost time.
"Lazy--" Xiao Jian also imitated Song and complained in a whisper.
Song smiled and nodded, "Yes, Auntie Lazy!"
"What bad things are you two saying about me again?" Xiao Tingyun narrowed his eyes and spoke in a lazy and sleepy voice, "Hmm?"
Ang'er quickly covered his mouth and shook his head violently, his clear eyes exuding a kind of simple - silly cuteness.
Song watched the two of them playing with amusement.
Xiao Tingyun pinched An Ge'er's nose and snorted, "You confessed without being asked!"
"No! No!" Ang'er nodded in response.
"Pfft——" Xiao Tingyun couldn't help himself, the little guy was really too cute.
My brother is like an old scholar, and my sister-in-law is also dignified and generous, so how come their child is so naive?
Song sighed unhappily, still having the mentality of a child.
As they were talking, the carriage suddenly stopped, and Uncle Fang, who was driving, replied, "Madam, is there a traffic jam ahead?"
"Let the servant go and ask what's going on ahead, so as not to waste time." Song nodded and asked someone to go and take a look.
After a while, a servant came and said, "Madam, there are guards blocking the road ahead. I heard from others that it was a noble man, but he is fine now."
Song frowned, "Noble? Which noble in Kyoto?"
"I haven't found out yet."
"You go down." Song waved her hand, "Uncle Fang, let's go."
"yes."
The wheels of the car rumbled, and after an hour they arrived at Guanghua Temple.
After the maid helped to tidy up their clothes, they got off the carriage.
Guanghua Temple is located in Luozhou, the capital of the Min Dynasty. There are 99 steps in front of the temple. As the Buddhists say, "Nine nines must become one, and finally you will achieve the right result."
The ninety-nine steps are just like the Buddhist wish to save all sentient beings, so Guanghua Temple has ninety-nine steps.
Sincerity is the key to success. The ninety-nine steps also test the heart of pilgrims and are the first hurdle.
Guanghua Temple is backed by a giant stone Buddha, which is designed according to the shape of the mountain. When the weather is suitable, the morning beams of light will shine on the Buddha statue, forming a halo.
The whole Buddha statue looks solemn and compassionate, with his slightly restrained eyebrows and eyes full of Zen. All living beings suffer, and our Buddha is merciful...
Song looked at the steps in front of her. The eyes of the Buddha statue were higher than the courtyard gate, standing behind it. She said gently to Xiao Tingyun, "Ayun, mother has asked someone to prepare a sedan chair. You are not in good health, so you don't have to climb these ninety-nine steps."
"Yes, eldest brother asked Yaozhu to follow, Ayun, don't be afraid." Xiao Heming said, and asked the servant behind him to go over.
Yao Zhu quickly responded, "Yes..."
"No need!" Xiao Tingyun refused softly, "I'll go up by myself."
"Sister, don't worry too much. Your health is the most important thing." Shen Lan advised Xiao Tingyun. Although sincerity is the key to success, forcing it would only make her feel uncomfortable.
Xiao Tingyun shook his head and slowly raised his eyes to look at those eyes, "I can..."
The Buddha statue is still calm and peaceful, and all beings are equal...
Mrs. Song knew that although her daughter looked weak, she was actually strong-willed and was no less capable than her son.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, not knowing whether it was a blessing or a curse.
"Let's go." Song finally nodded. Once Ayun made up her mind, no one could change her mind.
Just as she was determined to learn the piano, she would not give up even if her fingers were stained with blood.
Many pedestrians passing by the door had pious expressions on their faces and climbed the steps one after another.
"Remember, if you feel unwell, tell us immediately and don't force yourself. OK?" Xiao Heming was worried and kept reminding him to be careful.
An Ge'er was a little curious, "Mom, Dad is making a noise!"
Xiao Heming: ...
A row of crows flew by, it was embarrassing.
Shen Lan pursed her lips and smiled, "Your aunt is weak and your father is just worried. You must never talk about your father like this."
“Oh…” An Ge’er looked at him with a look that said, “I’m listening to your lecture carefully, but I don’t understand.”
Xiao Heming: Is it time to put my ruler to use?
Xiao Tingyun also smiled and said, "Brother, don't worry about me. I should be stronger than An Ge'er."
Xiao Heming: That’s not necessarily true.
However, he only dared to complain in his heart and dared not show it out loud. He was afraid that his mother would scold him and he would lose both his face and dignity.
The ninety-nine steps stacked one upon another look majestic and spectacular, but it is by no means easy to climb up.
At least Xiao Tingyun was not at ease. Xiao Heming was young and a man, and he could climb thirty floors in one breath without even getting breathless.
But Song and Shen Lan found it a little strenuous, but it wasn't too uncomfortable after walking and resting.
Anger was young, and had a nanny and a servant by his side, so when he felt tired, he would let the servant hold him.
The one who felt uncomfortable was Xiao Tingyun. Their first rest was on the 30th floor. Xiao Tingyun was breathing heavily, his face was pale, his chest felt stuffy, and beads of sweat stuck to the hair on his forehead, giving him a weak yet beautiful look.
Song's eyes were full of heartache, "Ayun, if you can't hold on, don't force it."
Nanny Liu behind her was also looking at the Third Miss with worry. She had watched her grow up since she was a child, but the only girl was still so weak. It really made her anxious and distressed.
Luzhi handed over the kettle, "Miss, drink some water and take a rest."
Xiao Tingyun took a sip, slowed down, and smiled, "Don't worry, mother. I'm fine. I just haven't moved for a long time and I'm a little tired. I just need to rest."
"An'er, blow, blow... huh..." An'er sensibly picked up Xiao Tingyun's hand and blew air into it.
"No!" Ang'er learned the method from his mother. He stared at Xiao Tingyun with sparkling eyes, wanting to hear her say that she was fine.
Xiao Tingyun nodded with relief and touched her nephew's hair, "Yes, Auntie is not in pain anymore."
Shen Lan and Xiao Heming waited quietly for their sister, and smiled at each other as they watched their son behave so well.
After a long while, Xiao Tingyun's complexion recovered a lot, and the group continued to move forward.
When he arrived at the temple gate, Xiao Tingyun was already sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he felt a little dizzy.
Xiao Tingyun looked at the Buddha statue in front of him, and suddenly a voice came to his mind.
“Buzz——”
Like the sound of a bell coming from far away.
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