Chapter 37 Is she playing a double game with him?
Shen Qingtan supported the old lady and stood in front of the mountain gate hall, looking at them with smiling eyes.
"Second Aunt, you're here." Shen Qingtan asked, "Do you want to go burn incense first, or go to the dormitory to rest first?"
The Second Lady resisted the urge to turn around and leave: "When did you come? Why didn't you tell me so we could come together?"
"Today is the first day of the new year. I came here with my grandmother to burn the first incense. I got here early."
Shen Qingtan looked at the Second Madam's stiff expression and smiled, "I thought Second Aunt was ill and would not come to Hualing Temple to fulfill her vow today."
The second lady's mouth twitched, and she turned to look at the old lady: "Mother, the first incense has been taken away. You must be exhausted from traveling all the way. Do you want to go to the dormitory to rest?"
"Let's go burn incense first." The old lady had rested enough and said to Shen Qingtan, "Let's go."
Shen Qingtan nodded slightly to the second lady and helped the old lady to the main hall.
The second wife stared at Shen Qingtan's back angrily. This bitch was born to be against her.
I don’t know what means she used to coax the old lady to come to Hualing Temple.
She followed closely, fearing that Shen Qingtan would put drops of evil on her.
Zhao Jue looked at Shen Qingtan deeply, but never got a glance from her. He had a lot to ask her.
But now is not the right time.
Shen Mingzhu secretly observed Zhao Jue and saw him staring at Shen Qingtan. She couldn't help but wonder if he regretted it.
Regret abandoning Shen Qingtan.
Regret marrying her?
The monk in charge of reception recognized Madam Zhao and bowed with one hand: "Amitabha, my Buddhist name is Shanwu. Please follow me."
Old Madam Zhao clasped her hands together and bowed to the Buddha, then followed the monk in charge of reception to the main hall.
The hall houses a statue of the majestic Buddha Shakyamuni, with prayer flags hanging next to it, making it look solemn and awe-inspiring.
Shen Qingtan took six incense sticks, gave three to the old lady, knelt down with a pious look, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.
She added some money for incense and helped Old Madam Zhao back to her room.
Old Madam Zhao was a great pilgrim to Hualing Temple, and now Shen Qingtan was also very generous. The monk in charge of reception led them to the dormitory and instructed the monk in charge of reception and the monk in charge of the dormitory to serve them diligently.
Old Madam Zhao was old and was indeed exhausted after all the trouble.
Shen Qingtan poured her a glass of warm water and said, "You got up early today, would you like to sleep for a while?"
Mrs. Zhao took the cup and took a sip of water. She had previously guessed that Shen Qingtan had persuaded her to come to Hualing Temple to pray for Zhao Yi in order to force the Second Lady to light a lotus lantern for the couple.
But today, Shen Qingtan added a considerable amount of money to make a golden statue of the Bodhisattva, and he felt that he was wrong.
"You're tired too. Go back and rest quickly." Old Madam Zhao said lovingly, "I have Madam Wei and two maids to serve you here."
"Grandson's wife, go back and rest first. If you have anything important to do, send someone to let me know."
"good."
Shen Qingtan took Liu Yue and Qiu Chan back to the dormitory.
She instructed Qiu Chan, "Go to the Sutra Library and borrow a copy of the Heart Sutra."
Qiu Chan said respectfully, "I will go now."
"Second Madam, are you going to fast and chant Buddhist scriptures for three days and light lotus lanterns for Second Master?" Liu Yue asked puzzledly, "Wouldn't Second Madam light lanterns for you?"
"That's just a punishment for the Second Madam. If you truly pray to the Bodhisattva for protection, it will be effective if you are sincere."
Since his rebirth, Shen Qingtan has been blinded by hatred.
I only wanted revenge, never thought of anything else.
Zhao Yi's words, "There's no need to be restrained when family members get along with each other. You behaved very well and you are as lively as you should be at your age," woke her up.
Living this life again, she should not be filled with hatred, but should cherish her hard-earned new life and live a good life.
In her previous life, she was surrounded by people who harbored ill intentions towards her.
A sincere heart is too rare for her.
Zhao Yi not only took good care of her, but what was even more rare was his trust in her.
He shared everything he had with her, making her feel respected and cherished.
It was hard for her not to be touched and want to keep such a gentle person.
It seems not bad for two people to respect each other like guests and support each other throughout their lives.
Shen Qingtan didn't want him to die early and wanted to do something for him.
"I'm too impetuous, so it would be good to cultivate my state of mind."
When Shen Qingtan stepped into Hualing Temple, he heard bursts of Buddhist chants and felt a sense of peace in his heart.
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At noon, Shen Qingtan had a vegetarian meal and went to the meditation room to copy scriptures and meditate.
The Zen room has bright windows and clean desks, and the tables and chairs are neatly arranged and spotless.
Liu Yue moved the scripture table to the window, opened a wooden window, and the warm sunlight filled the Zen room.
Shen Qingtan washed his hands, burned incense, sat in front of the scripture table, rolled up his wide sleeves and copied the scriptures.
Liu Yue was grinding ink nearby: "Second Madam, Master Mingzhi is giving a lecture today, and many pilgrims are attending."
Shen Qingtan smiled and said, "I have nothing to do here. You can go and listen and ask for a peace amulet for your parents."
Liu Yue was worried: "I am worried about you being here alone."
"The monk is outside. If I need anything, I'll go find him." Shen Qingtan urged, "Go, go."
Liu Yue felt relieved: "I'll be back soon."
Seeing her leave in a hurry, Shen Qingtan smiled helplessly and continued to copy scriptures at his desk.
Zhao Jue specially went to the Zen room and saw Shen Qingtan sitting in front of the window from afar.
He walked over quietly and saw that she could recite the scriptures fluently without having to look at them.
The handwriting is not sloppy, and it is written in beautiful small regular script with hairpin flowers, which is elegant, graceful, smooth and clean.
He took a step forward, closer to her.
A shadow fell over her. Shen Qingtan raised her eyes and saw the uninvited guest. Her brows furrowed.
Zhao Jue said in a hoarse voice, "You didn't like reading Buddhist scriptures before, but now you can recite an entire volume of scriptures."
"Zhao Jue, are you unhappy?" Shen Qingtan put down his brush and said sarcastically, "Only those who are unhappy will keep talking about the past."
Zhao Jue was stunned, with a strange look on his face.
Did she hope that he would be unhappy and then remember her good qualities?
"Why, Shen Mingzhu can't let you become the heir of the Duke's Mansion, can't let you get promoted, and now you think of me, someone who is of some use to you?"
Shen Qingtan was impatient with his hypocritical flattery: "In my eyes, you are just a bowl of rotten rice. Just looking at you makes me sick. If you don't have to, don't appear in front of me."
Zhao Jue couldn't believe it, and felt heartbroken: "Tan'er, you have changed. You weren't a mean person before."
Shen Qingtan reached out to close the window, but Zhao Jue was quick to hold it shut. "I know you're kindhearted, but you're resentful of me, resentful of me for breaking my vow, and that's why you spoke so harshly to me."
With a tentative intention, he said in a deep voice, "Tan'er, if you want to vent your anger, just come to me. My mother hasn't recovered from her illness yet. If I go to pray for you and my second brother, her body won't be able to bear it."
Shen Qingtan raised his eyebrows and said, "Would you like me to vent my anger?"
Zhao Jue felt a little relieved. All he cared about was power, fame, and wealth, and he couldn't completely give up the friendship of more than ten years.
What’s more, Shen Qingtan is always soft-hearted.
She was deliberately cruel to him and suppressed him just to make him regret it.
Her reaction confirmed this.
Zhao Jue said in an indulgent tone, "Go ahead and vent your anger."
Shen Qingtan curled her red lips and said, "There's a small path behind the Sutra Library that leads to an abandoned cabin halfway up the mountain. You wait for me there at midnight tonight."
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