Chapter 359: A connection with Buddha

"Aunt Qiu, just consider it as me begging you," Li Bixi knelt down in front of Qiu Ling after a groan, "Bingzhi is truly my beloved flesh and blood. Even if you bury me alive, I can't bear to see him suffer like this!"

When Qiu Ling saw her kneeling down, she didn't bother to say anything more. She waved her hands and let her go. "Madam Li, you can go now."

"Thank you, Aunt Qiu. Thank you, Aunt Qiu."

After receiving the order, Li Bixi immediately got up and walked out expressing her gratitude profusely.

Linglong looked at her and said, "Sister Qiu Ling, if you let her go like this, what if the young lady is unhappy?"

Qiu Ling turned her head and glanced at her. "Do you think raising children is a good job? We are tired enough taking care of all the chores in the mansion, and the young lady has to take care of the children too. She is so tired!"

Linglong heard this and nodded.

That's right, the young lady has already raised two sons and a daughter, and she really seems to be willing to raise Li Bixi's two children.

Qiu Ling sighed, "That Aunt Li, she really can't see her future clearly. The young lady is willing to support her, that's really a favor from her!"

Li Bixi left Qiuxiang Courtyard and spat out a mouthful of bad luck.

Today she is humbled in front of them, and when her son inherits the mansion one day, she will make them pay back tenfold or a hundredfold!

After receiving the order, she rode out of the mansion in a carriage and headed straight for Guangji Temple on the outskirts of the city.

Cheng Yunshuo has been listening to Zen in Guangji Temple for more than a month.

The longer he stayed here, the more relaxed he felt. During the day, he practiced in the temple with Master Yuanqing.

His heart was at an unprecedented peace.

It seems that all the emptiness and worries of the past have been filled up by the morning bell and evening drum, and the lingering Buddhist teachings.

Cheng Yunshuo was originally a person without great aspirations. When he was young and energetic, he had fantasized about making some achievements so that his family would look up to him. However, he could not be as brave as his father in going to the battlefield and making achievements. He was also ashamed of those spoiled sons of wealthy families who only knew how to enjoy sensual pleasures all day long.

He just did his job diligently, from Jinwu Guard to Yulin Army, the job was simple but repetitive day after day.

As time went on, he found himself being consumed by mediocrity.

mediocre.

The most terrifying thing about mediocrity is killing people. He has neither the courage to become excellent nor the reason to degenerate. He still has children, a father and a mother, and everyone is pressing down on him and watching him.

At this time, he realized the importance of a loved one.

So many people fill his mediocre life. If there was someone he loved among them, then life would not be so difficult.

He returned to the Marquis' Mansion every night over the years, and only when he saw that face did he feel a brief sense of satisfaction.

For this sense of satisfaction, he can keep giving, let things go, and even pretend to be deaf and dumb.

But he didn't know since when he no longer felt that sense of satisfaction.

He was suddenly killed by the mediocrity of life.

Every day we have to face those empty and hopeless days.

Until he arrived at the temple.

"Donor Cheng, Amitabha."

When Cheng Yunshuo was helping the monks in the temple to clean the main hall, he heard the voice of Master Yuanqing from behind.

"Master Yuanqing, Amitabha." Cheng Yunshuo turned around and saluted him.

Master Yuanqing looked at him with a Buddha-like smile on his face, "Donor Cheng is a guest in our temple, so you don't need to do these things."

Cheng Yunshuo held up a broom and said, "I just feel good doing some chores."

Master Yuanqing smiled even more Buddha-like, "Amitabha, Mr. Cheng has a connection with the Buddha, very good, very good."

At this moment, as soon as he finished speaking, a female voice came from behind him.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Li Bixi held back her anger and walked forward. "Our prince is the prince of Ningyang Marquis's Mansion. He will inherit the marquisate and make great achievements in the future. How can he have a connection with Buddha and do such trivial things here every day!"

"Bixi, why are you here?" Cheng Yunshuo said unhappily when he saw Li Bixi rushing towards him.

"My Lord," Li Bixi came out from behind Master Yuanqing and looked at him with her watery eyes. "You have been out for a long time. I am worried about you."

She deliberately changed into a light pink dress today and styled her hair simply to make herself look younger and more lively.

She also looks more like the woman back then.

Her eyes were no longer as pitiful as before, but were shining and full of vitality as she looked at Cheng Yunshuo.

This is the homework she has done in the past month.

She specifically went to ask Qiu Ling, who had served Xing Dairong in the past and had the longest contact with her, and asked her indirectly about Xing Dairong's daily dressing preferences and expressions.

Just to rekindle Cheng Yunshuo's heart at this time.

As expected, Cheng Yunshuo was stunned when he saw the refreshed Li Bixi.

At this moment, Master Yuanqing in the middle shouted "Amitabha", interrupting Cheng Yunshuo's gaze.

Master Yuanqing still looked at him with a faint smile, "Mr. Cheng, since you have family members coming to visit, I will not disturb them."

"Amitābha." Cheng Yunshuo responded to him, bowed and watched Yuanqing leave.

After Master Yuanqing left, Li Bixian walked up to him leisurely and looked at the broom in his hand. "My Lord, you are a noble man, how can you do these things?"

Cheng Yunshuo said, "I have nothing to do in the temple. I just do some small things."

"How can this be a trivial matter?" Li Bixi continued to look at him with bright eyes, and said distressedly, "Your Highness, you have never done such a thing in your house."

"Okay, what are you doing here?" Cheng Yunshuo interrupted her mumbling.

"Your servant, I just came to see you." Li Bijie blinked, and her autumn-water pupils overlapped with the pair in Cheng Yunshuo's memory again.

That day, Li Bixi also stayed in the temple.

Qiu Ling and Ling Long heard the news from the servant that Aunt Li stayed in the temple with the prince, and they both felt like they were deceived by her again.

Didn’t Li Bijie say that she was going to ask Cheng Yunshuo to release Cheng Bingzhi?

Why are you begging people to stay there?

Qiu Ling immediately waited for Lu Lingjun to come back and told her about this, fearing that she would blame her.

Fortunately, after hearing this, Lu Lingyun did not react and just said that she could stay where she wanted.

It is also good for two people to worship Buddha together.

Qiu Ling was immediately relieved that she didn't blame her.

Lu Lingjun always let these concubines compete for favor as they pleased, since she was not competing for Cheng Yunshuo anyway.

She has a lot of things to do!

On the second day, Lu Kuan got married. Most of the officials in the capital came to congratulate him at his wedding banquet.

Those were naturally not Old Man Lu’s connections. Even Lu Lingyun himself did not have many familiar connections with him, and most of them came for Lu Kuan.

Congratulations came one after another, and everyone knew that the Lu family was now in its heyday.

As a result, many noble ladies in the capital came to gather around Lu Lingyun to get to know her. They all praised her for having a good brother and marrying into a distinguished family.

While a group of people were complimenting Lu Lingyun, at the wedding banquet, a woman outside the crowd gritted her teeth.