Chapter 31 Chapter 31
After Jiang Jinghui returned home, she told Li that she wanted to go to Miao'en Temple in a few days.
When she heard the words "Miao'en Temple", Li's expression became particularly unnatural. She hadn't been to that place for a long time. In all these years, she only went there once or twice when she had no other choice. She asked, "Why do you suddenly want to go there?"
Jiang Jinghui replied, "Today I heard people on the street saying that there will be a Dharma Assembly in the temple in the next few days. I heard that drawing lots is particularly effective, so I thought about joining in the fun."
Li was a little reluctant. She said, "Well, what's so exciting and interesting about it? It's just a ceremony held by the monks in the temple. They just want to collect some money from incense offerings. It's meaningless."
After hearing what Li said, a look of disappointment appeared on Jiang Jinghui's face.
"Is that so... I heard about the name of Miao'en Temple when I was not in the capital before. At that time, I thought it would be nice to visit it when I came to the capital in the future. I never thought that mother would say it was boring. However, since mother said so, it seems a bit boring. I don't think it's worth going."
Li felt uncomfortable after hearing this. She sighed and said, "If you want to go, go ahead. Your brother will be at home taking a rest, so let him take you there. It's too crowded there, so I won't go."
Jiang Jinghui's face lit up with joy, and she quickly said, "Then bring your sister along."
Li refused subconsciously, "Your sister doesn't like that place either."
Jiang Jinghui said, "I saw that my sister was still unhappy because of Mr. Fang's matter, so I wanted to ask her to go to a lively place to have a look, so that she can liven up a little. Also, I thought that if she prayed for a fortune there, she might be able to find a good marriage."
What she said made sense, and it really didn't seem like a good idea for the two siblings to go out and leave Jiang Jingchun alone at home.
Besides, this is also an opportunity for Jiang Jinghui and Jiang Jingchun to get to know each other.
She was just afraid that Jiang Jingchun would find out what happened back then, but it had been so long...who would remember it?
She thought to herself that she was too suspicious and afraid of this and that. After thinking for a while, Li changed the subject and said, "You are right. Then you can take your sister with you to have a look."
*
The weather was getting hotter and the daylight hours were getting longer. As the day went by, the sun was setting in the west, and the fiery red sunset fell on the windowsill and shone into the house. The man's white clothes seemed to be dyed with a layer of red sunset.
In the Gu family, Gu Huaisheng has been resting at home for nearly a month, and will return to work at the Metropolitan Procuratorate in a few days. But this month, although Gu Huaisheng is at home, he is not relaxed. He doesn't know what he is busy with, and often stays in the study all day without going out.
This day, Lord Gu was off duty, so I went to his study to look for him.
Hearing the voice of Lord Gu coming from the door, Gu Huaisheng stood up and opened the door himself.
After opening the door, he turned aside to give way to Lord Gu, but heard the latter say, "I won't go in for now. I just came here to talk to you about something."
Gu Huaisheng had been sitting at the desk for a whole day, and his temples were a little sore. He relaxed for a rare moment and half leaned against the door, rubbing his forehead and waiting for what Lord Gu would say next.
Lord Gu coughed lightly and said in a nonchalant manner, "In a few days, it will be the anniversary of your husband's death..."
As soon as he said this, he saw Gu Huaisheng pause slightly.
The dusk fell on his profile, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, obscuring his expression. After hearing this, Gu Huaisheng took a moment to react. He raised his eyes and looked past Lord Gu into the courtyard. He saw that everything in the courtyard was dyed red by the setting sun.
Just like the evening my husband died.
His blood dyed everything red.
He withdrew his gaze, but said to Lord Gu with an indifferent expression: "Did father forget that he had already said that he no longer acknowledged me as his student?"
Lord Gu was choked by these words, and his throat was so stuffy that he couldn't speak. After a long time, he finally found the strength to speak.
"But after all, we are teacher and student. Why are you so...? He is dead and the lights are out. Can't you even take a look at him? After all, he treated you like this in the past."
Gu Huai sneered, with disdain in his eyes, "How did he treat me? He kicked me out in front of everyone and said we would never see each other again in this life. He also said that I, a child, depended on the family for support, but I was just a vain person... He said that he would rather not have a student like me in this life, so why should I go to see him?"
Lord Gu looked into Gu Huaisheng's eyes and saw that those black pupils and ears were filled with disgust towards his teacher.
Gu Huaisheng leaned against the door and used one last simple sentence to break Lord Gu's mind, "He is a traitor to the country, and you want me to go see him and do something."
When Lord Gu heard this, his eyes turned red, "Chang Qing would never do such a thing!"
Lord Gu had a very kind temper, but at this moment, he trembled all over and let out a low growl at Gu Huaisheng's words.
However, Gu Huaisheng paid no attention to his sadness. Compared with Lord Gu's sorrow and anger, his voice was indifferent and cold.
He said, "But he died because of it."
Lord Gu's figure trembled.
Gu Huaisheng didn't look at him again. He went back to the inner room and sat back at the desk.
After a while, he looked up again and saw that there was no one at the door.
After Lord Gu left, Gu Huaisheng sat at the table all the time. Even when it was dark outside, he still did not make any other moves. He leaned on the table, leaning forward slightly. The incense burner on the table dimmed his eyebrows and eyes a little, making it difficult to tell his expression.
When Shuliang came in from outside, he saw him in a daze without lighting the lamp, and asked curiously, "What are you thinking about, young master? You are so absorbed in it."
As he spoke, he turned on the light.
The room suddenly became bright, but Gu Huaisheng still looked listless.
Shu Liang did not bother him by asking any more questions. He told him the purpose of his visit. He said, "Madam said that there will be a ceremony at Miao En Temple in a few days. Since you have nothing to do at home, she asked you to go with her then."
Miao'en Temple.
Hearing this place, Gu Huaisheng's eyes finally showed some emotion.
In the end, he didn't say anything, just said "hmm" as a response.
*
A few days passed quickly.
Jiang Runchu and his two sisters got on a carriage and went to Miao'en Temple.
Jiang Jingchun was not very willing to go at first, but seeing Jiang Jinghui's warm invitation, he did not refuse and followed them out.
Besides, she was indeed somewhat curious about fortune-telling. But Li had not been happy with her going to temples, so she had rarely been there. She could count the number of times she had been there on one hand.
In the carriage, Jiang Jingchun and Jiang Runchu didn't like each other, and they had a big fight last time, so apart from Jiang Jinghui who was there to moderate the atmosphere, the other two didn't talk much. Later, Jiang Jinghui had nothing to say, so she gradually became quiet, and the carriage was even more silent for a while.
This ceremony will last about two days, and the three of them plan to rest in the temple tonight.
It was already afternoon when they arrived here, and the Dharma Assembly had already begun.
Miao'en Temple is located halfway up the mountain. The forest is deep and the sunlight shines through the leaves, creating mottled patterns on the soil. After climbing the mountain, there is a platform. It takes 88 stone steps to reach the temple gate. The three of them got off the carriage and stood at the bottom of the stone steps. They looked up and vaguely saw the plaque with the three big characters "Miao'en Temple" shining brightly in the light.
There were already quite a few people standing there, and it looked lively and noisy; the sound of chanting and talking could be faintly heard from there.
They went up the steps and reached the temple gate.
Miao'en Temple is very popular. As soon as you get up there you can see the fragrant mist. There is a special place for drawing divination sticks at the entrance, which is now packed with people.
Jiang Jingchun just took a look at the noisy crowd and gave up the idea of getting a lottery ticket. Even if it was crowded, there was no telling how long the queue would end.
The other two siblings also stayed away from that place.
Everyone has their own doubts and intentions. They all say that this fortune is effective. Since they have come from far away, it doesn't hurt to ask for a fortune. But looking at the crowd, they don't know when it will be their turn. The three of them were silent for a moment, and finally Jiang Runchu said, "Forget it. It looks like we don't know when it will be our turn. Let's come back later when there are fewer people."
Let's go inside first.
The other two did not refute, and they walked inside.
But at this moment, a clear voice came from behind, "Jiang Jingchun!"
Several people stopped and looked back, and found that it was Song Xuan'an.
Beside him stood two other people, one was his mother and the other was his brother Song Xuanjing.
Today's ceremony was lively, and many wealthy families came. It happened that Song Xuan'an would take the imperial examination in the autumn in a while, so Mrs. Song wanted to come to the temple to pray and worship, and have a fortune-telling to see whether Song Xuan'an could pass the exam in one fell swoop.
Song Xuan'an was not very willing to come at first, as he thought it was no use being crowded together. But Madam Song insisted on dragging him along, so he had no choice but to follow. Song Xuanjing was resting at home today and had nothing to do, so he was also dragged out by Song Xuan'an.
But Song Xuan'an didn't expect that Jiang Jingchun would also come today.
Jiang Jingchun found out it was Song Xuan'an and thought it was quite a coincidence, so he greeted him. Then he saw his mother and brother were also there, so he saluted them.
Although Mrs. Song did not like Jiang Jingchun as her daughter-in-law, she did not have any other feelings towards her. When she saw people smiling at her, she also smiled and nodded.
Jiang Runchu heard the commotion and saw Mrs. Song, so he took Jiang Jinghui to say hello to her.
Last time, they did not invite the Song family to Jiang Jinghui's ancestral recognition banquet. Now that they met today, it would be time for Jiang Jinghui to meet Mrs. Song.
Mrs. Song recognized Jiang Jinghui's identity at a glance. Judging from her appearance, she should be Jiang Nan's biological daughter.
She took Jiang Jinghui's hand and exchanged a few words with her warmly, "This must be Xiaohui, right? I didn't have the chance to see you last time, but this time, by chance, I bumped into you in the temple. You are really pretty. Hey, by the way, I held you in my arms when you were little. Have you been doing well these years? It's a good thing you're back..."
She lost track of what she was talking about, and the atmosphere was about to turn sad. Song Xuan'an hurriedly pulled her sleeve and said, "Okay, mother, it's a good day. Why are you talking about the past?"
This is what people say. When the noise comes, everyone will be unhappy.
After Song Xuan'an finished saying this, he glanced at Jiang Jingchun's expression. He didn't see any change in her facial expression, as if she didn't take his words to heart, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
"You seem quite clever." Mrs. Song replied calmly.
He used to be so stubborn and stupid, but now he is very good at reading people's expressions.
However, although Mrs. Song said this, at least she didn't talk about anything else.
Jiang Runchu and Song Xuanjing served in the same court, so the two families had some friendship. They would usually greet each other when they met in the court. Today, when they met here, they just went aside and exchanged a few words of greeting.
Since the two families happened to meet at the gate of Miao'en Temple, they walked together from then on.
Jiang Runchu was talking with Song Xuanjing, and Song Xuanan naturally walked with Jiang Jingchun.
Mrs. Song was still chatting with Jiang Jinghui. She asked curiously, "Why didn't I see your mother today?"
Why are there only three young people coming out, and no Li?
Jiang Jinghui replied obediently, "Mother didn't come out because she felt too crowded."
Mrs. Song nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
Several people did not plan to stay at the door, and thought of going to the meditation room to put their luggage first. However, Song Xuan'an did not know what he wanted to do, and insisted on dragging Jiang Jingchun to draw lots first.
Jiang Jingchun asked him, "Why are you in such a hurry? There are so many people here, it's so crowded."
Song Xuanan said: "You can get there by queuing up, so you don't have to go out again later."
Song Xuan'an pulled her towards the long queue. Jiang Jingchun couldn't hold him back and was half-dragged away by him.
Mrs. Song didn't know what was wrong with him. Just now she asked him whether to go or not, but now they were going to the meditation room, but he insisted on dragging her to ask for fortune. I'm afraid he just wanted to spend more time alone with Jiang Jingchun. The other two brothers and sisters of the Jiang family were still there, so she couldn't say anything. She just shouted at his back: "I'm not watching you, don't let anything happen to you."
When Song Xuan'an heard this, he just waved his hands and said "hmm" without even turning his head. It was unclear whether he heard it or not.
Song Xuan'an pulled Jiang Jingchun into the crowd. There were quite a lot of people today. This Dharma Assembly was held once a year, and men, women, old and young all came here to join in the fun. The two of them finally squeezed through and lined up with great difficulty.
After they stood still, they had a chance to talk. Song Xuan'an turned his head and asked Jiang Jingchun a question. However, the crowd was noisy, and Jiang Jingchun only saw his mouth opening and closing, but he couldn't hear what he said.
She frowned and raised her voice to ask him, "What are you talking about?"
Song Xuan'an leaned over and whispered in her ear, "What are you here to ask for today?"
What signature do you want?
When he asked this question, Jiang Jingchun realized that he just wanted to join in the fun, but hadn't really thought about what he wanted.
She doesn't seem to want to know anything for the time being.
Marriage? But ever since the incident with Fang Zhiping, she had no idea about it for the time being. It was destined by heaven, what was meant to happen would happen, and there was no point in rushing if it wasn't meant to happen.
Relatives?
That's right.
They have always avoided talking to her relatives, and Jiang Jingchun wants to know if she will have the chance to meet them again in the future.
She opened her mouth and was about to respond to Song Xuanan, but the surroundings were really crowded and she didn't know who suddenly bumped into her back. Before she could say anything, she was knocked hard into Song Xuanan's arms.
The boy's broad and strong chest muscles hit her nose and hurt her, and she subconsciously let out a cry of pain.
Both of them seemed to be stunned, and for a moment they didn't know how to react.
Especially Song Xuan'an, the noisy sounds around him had automatically disappeared from his ears, and time seemed to slow down at this moment. His nose was full of the girlish scent of Jiang Jingchun, and his ears turned red, but he didn't react to pull her away.
Until an extremely cold voice came from the side.
"You walk so carelessly, and you won't even apologize if you bump into someone."
The two were finally brought back to their senses by the sound of someone else's voice, and Jiang Jingchun hurried out of Song Xuan'an's arms.
I looked towards the voice and found that a space had been cleared from somewhere nearby. In the crowd, the beautiful man stood out, totally different from the people around him. He was like a god, and the people around him unconsciously made way for him.
When Jiang Jingchun saw Gu Huaisheng, four big words immediately came to his mind.
The haunting.
Gu Huaisheng was accompanied by Mrs. Gu and Gu Huailang. It seemed that their family also came to Miao'en Temple to worship Buddha and draw lots.
The capital city is not a small place, but it is not a big place either. The bad thing is that the more you don't want to see someone, the more you see him or her.
Even if you go to a temple, you can still encounter this.
The person who bumped into Jiang Jingchun heard what Gu Huaisheng said and quickly apologized to her.
He had just bumped into someone but didn't take it seriously. He turned around and wanted to run, but he didn't expect to be caught by someone. He couldn't leave even if he wanted to. He looked at the person who was talking. The person was gorgeous and had an imposing manner. His voice was like winter ice, and it was cold for no reason.
Jiang Jingchun didn't think much about it. He didn't mean it. She shook her head and said "it's okay", and the matter was over.
However, before she could say a few words, Jiang Jingchun felt her nose getting hot. She thought it was because Song Xuan'an's chest was as hard as a city wall and it almost broke her nose. She touched her nose and found blood on it. She quickly took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and covered her nose with it.
She turned her head and complained to Song Xuan'an, "No, you're too hard."
Song Xuan'an didn't expect that she would be hit and bleed. He lowered his head and saw that her eyes were unconsciously red. It seemed that she was really hit hard.
He felt pain when he saw it, so he pulled her hand off and looked at her nose. Without the towel to block it, blood gushed out. He immediately pushed the towel back and then used his hands to turn her head back so that she was lying on her back.
He coaxed her, "It's my fault, it's my fault. Don't be angry. The more angry you are, the more blood will flow."
The actions and conversation between the two men were particularly irritating in Gu Huaisheng's eyes, but he was also an extremely strange person. The more uncomfortable he felt, the more he wanted to watch.
He refuses to face his own emotions, but is terribly sensitive to other people's emotions.
He doesn't take Fang Zhiping seriously because people like him are just rotten.
But Song Xuanan is different.
Watching them getting closer, his fingers hidden in his sleeves unconsciously clenched.
Until Mrs. Gu next spoke to her, she walked up to Jiang Jingchun and said to her: "Xiaochun, are you here to draw a fortune?"
Jiang Jingchun nodded, and then heard Mrs. Gu say, "Go back to the meditation room and change your clothes first. It's not good to get them stained with blood."
Mrs. Gu was afraid that Jiang Jingchun was too young to understand these things, so she came to remind her.
This was the first time Jiang Jingchun had heard such words, but since she had said so, she did not refute it. She said to Mrs. Gu, "Thank you for reminding me, Auntie."
Seeing that only she and Song Xuan'an were there, Madam Gu couldn't help but ask curiously, "Could it be possible that the two of you come here by yourselves today?"
Jiang Jingchun shook his head and replied, "I came here with my brother and sister. Now I am going to the Zen room with Aunt Song and Brother Song to put our luggage."
so it is.
Hearing that the three brothers and sisters had all come here, but Li was the only one who didn't come, Mrs. Gu knew the reason in her heart. She would never be willing to set foot in this place again.
She looked at the crowded crowd and stopped thinking about asking for divination. She said to Jiang Jingchun, "I don't know when this place will be less crowded. We also want to go to the Zen room. Let's go together."
Song Xuan'an was obviously not willing to do so. He finally had a chance to be alone with Jiang Jingchun, but then the Gu family came again. He was about to speak, but Gu Huaisheng beside him said, "There are so many people here now. I don't know when you can come. Come later, there will be fewer people."
Compared with Mrs. Gu's gentle inquiry, his words had a tone of irresistibility.
It was just a simple sentence, but it sounded fierce when it came out of his mouth.
Before they could react, they saw Gu Huaisheng had already turned around.
The two men didn't say anything more. That was all, they were just walking the same short distance.
But after walking with them, Song Xuan'an and Jiang Jingchun became even quieter. They didn't say anything all the way. They followed behind them obediently, without saying a word. Only Mrs. Gu would occasionally say a few words, but later, seeing that the two of them were not in high spirits, she didn't say much either. When they arrived at the Zen room where the guests were staying, the group said goodbye first.
There are many people coming to Miao'en Temple today. Because the Dharma Assembly will last for two days, dozens of meditation rooms have been reserved for the distinguished guests to stay overnight.
The meditation rooms of the Jiang and Gu families were not far from each other. The person who arranged the rooms in the temple knew that the Jiang and Gu families were related, so they arranged the two families closer. The male and female family members were not in the same place. Song Xuan'an sent Jiang Jingchun back to the room, and then said goodbye to the Gu family members who were still standing not far away and left first.
After watching the two men disperse, Mrs. Gu suddenly asked Gu Huaisheng, "Jingchun seems to have changed a lot, and seems to be unwilling to get close to you..."
Even Mrs. Gu had sensed that something was amiss. In the past, whenever Gu Huaisheng was around, Jiang Jingchun would have followed him around. However, she didn't know when she started avoiding him.
Mrs. Gu didn't know if it was her illusion.
“Everyone grows up.”
When we are young, we are always full of enthusiasm, but after that enthusiasm is extinguished, we naturally grow up in an instant.
After saying this, Gu Huai* fell into a long silence.
His sudden words were somewhat puzzling, and even Mrs. Gu did not quite understand what he meant.
His gaze was always on Jiang Jingchun's room, and there was an emotion in his eyes that she could not understand.
*
At about dusk, Gu Huaisheng went to the place to draw lots alone.
There were fewer people at this moment, and it was no longer as crowded and lively as it was during the day. Under the ancient trees in front of the temple gate, there was a table with the words "Seeking Fortune" written next to it. The afterglow of the setting sun was scattered in front of the temple gate, and the curling smoke from the incense burner next to it was also dyed red.
Everything seems like a dream, like a virtual world.
Gu Huaisheng walked to the place where he drew divinations and sat down. The master who was interpreting the divinations opposite him looked up at him.
He was stunned for a moment, then said, "I remember you."
The master is probably over fifty years old and is a highly respected abbot of the temple. He is well-known and people respect him as "Master Wuneng". There are so many people coming to ask for fortune sticks today, one is because of the Dharma Assembly, and the other is because Master Wuneng will sit here for a whole day to answer people's questions.
Therefore, it is unclear whether today's divination is particularly accurate because of the Dharma Assembly, or whether it is simply because Master Wu Neng is present.
After hearing what Master Wu Neng said, Gu Huaisheng was speechless for a moment. He pursed his lips and said, "I remember Master too."
Master Wu Neng smiled and said, "After you left here three years ago, I thought you would never come back again."
Three years ago, Gu Huaisheng came to Miao'en Temple and stayed there for seven days. He sat alone under the Bodhi tree for seven days, sleeping when he was tired and continuing to sit when he woke up.
Master Wuneng had seen many strange people like this before, and Gu Huaisheng was not the first one.
He knew that there would always be young people who would lose their direction in life and then seek solace in the Buddhist temple. Before Gu Huaisheng, many people had sat under the thousand-year-old Bodhi tree. They all wanted to be like Wang Yangming, to have their own enlightenment and become a saint in one step.
However, perhaps the time was not ripe, or perhaps their ambitions were too great, and no one was ever able to realize their own way there.
Except Gu Huaisheng.
He is so different from those people that one can tell at a glance.
He sat there for seven days.
For seven days, perhaps because he was in so much pain, his hands were too busy to stop working, and he pulled out all the grass around him. Even after he left, there was still no grass around the place where he had sat. Later, people in Miao'en Temple secretly gave Gu Huaisheng a nickname: Paraquat.
This nickname is really ugly.
Fortunately, Gu Huaisheng never came here again, and these unpleasant words never reached his ears.
After Gu Huaisheng left, when Master Wuneng heard others mention him again, he had become an untouchable figure in the capital.
He thought that he had realized the truth in his heart, so he would not come again.
But I didn't expect to see him here again today.
Master Wuneng was obviously a little surprised by Gu Huaisheng's appearance.
He smiled and asked him, "The previous problem was solved, and you didn't show up for three whole years. Now, have you run into any other troubles?"
People spend their entire lives pursuing the Tao. At that time, he had obtained the Tao, but now, he must have encountered something else.
Trouble...
It is indeed a troublesome matter.
I can neither pick it up nor put it down.
He regretted his actions that day, and was often tortured by that incident and could not sleep, but even if he regretted it, what could he do? He could only watch her walk with someone else, hugging each other but was helpless. He wanted to stop it, but he didn't know what position to take.
Reason told her that letting go was the wisest thing to do. Gu Huaisheng had tried it before. But when she thought about the fact that she would eventually get married, she couldn't help but wonder if she would be bullied if she married the wrong person...
He couldn't let go, he really couldn't let go.
Gu Huaisheng did not tell Wuneng about his predicament because it would be of no use.
Wang Yangming once said, if you seek things from the outside, they will be the same as they were in the past ten years; if you seek things from the inside, they will be like new life every day.
Gu Huaisheng would not rely on others to solve his difficulties, hoping that others could solve his pain for him.
But, today’s signing...
Asking for a lottery is not a big deal.
He said to Wu Neng, "Master, please ask for a fortune stick. It will help you solve your doubts."
After Gu Huaisheng finished speaking, he took out a bag of silver from his sleeve and threw it into the donation box beside him.
Master Wu Neng took the initiative to block the opening of the merit box and smiled kindly, "You have done a lot of good deeds, but our temple is small and cannot accept them all. This lot is for you today."
These words were suggestive and had profound implications, but Gu Huaisheng didn't take it to heart. Since he had said so, he didn't insist on it.
Wuneng asked Gu Huaisheng to recite the question silently in his mind, then took out the stick tube and shook it a few times. After a few shakes, with a "click", a stick fell onto the table.
Gu Huaisheng was actually a little nervous at this moment. He was afraid but also eager to know what was written on it.
Master Wu Neng picked up the stick, squinted his eyes and looked at it in the weak sunset light, and then he said, "I got what I wanted."
Wish come true...
This signature must be fake.
Gu Huaisheng even wanted to laugh sarcastically when he heard this.
Although he hoped that he could get a good fortune, he knew in his heart that there was no chance of a good ending for him.
Jiang Jingchun avoided him like a snake or a scorpion, so how could he fulfill her wish?
He suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and looked up at Master Wuneng. He chuckled and asked, "Master, can something that is forced be considered as a wish fulfilled?"
He really didn't know how he could get what he wanted now, unless... he fought for it.
But this thought only flashed through his mind. After all, he really didn't like to force others to do anything.
That's what assholes do.
He was just worried that she was not doing well.
That's all, he thought.
Wu Neng had lived for most of his life and had seen all kinds of people, but at this moment he could not understand the man in front of him.
It's obviously a good stick, why is he unhappy looking at it?
However, before he could say anything else, he saw Gu Huaisheng had already stood up and left.
His sudden departure could even be considered abrupt, but Wu Neng looked at his back and didn't get angry. He actually smiled.
Forget it, why is he trying to guess what the little saint is thinking? Can he guess it clearly?
As it was getting dark, a little monk came out and called him to have dinner.
Wu Neng saw that there was no one around and was about to stand up when he saw a boy and a girl walking towards him.
The young monk wanted to go forward and remove the fortune-telling sign first, but was stopped by Wu Neng, who said that since they were already here, there was no need to waste time eating.
Jiang Jingchun and Song Xuan'an sat down and drew a fortune each, but the results didn't seem very good, and both of them looked a little gloomy.
Jiang Jingchun asked for help from her relatives, and Wu Neng interpreted the fortune for her. Although the fortune was not good, he said that she would still have the chance to meet the person she was thinking about in the future.
Song Xuan'an was even more unlucky, as he got a bad fortune.
On the way back, Jiang Jingchun was a little curious about what he was asking for. Song Xuan'an looked unhappy and said casually, "Nothing, just asking about this year's autumn exam."
Yes, Song Xuan'an will be taking the autumn examination in a few days, and Jiang Jingchun just remembered it.
But, this lot is not very good.
Isn't that the end...
The autumn examination is held every three years. If you fail this time, you will have to wait another three years.
Jiang Jingchun's brows also wrinkled up. She said, "This lot may not be accurate... Don't take it to heart. There will be no problem in this autumn exam."
She knew that although Song Xuan'an was not a serious person, he still had some skills. If nothing unexpected happened, how could the fortune be so bad? It was impossible. He must have miscalculated.
She was afraid that Song Xuan'an would think too much, and that there would be nothing wrong, but he would think too much about this fortune, which would be bad.
After hearing what Jiang Jingchun said, Song Xuan'an still looked uninterested and responded perfunctorily.
Seeing that he still looked uninterested, Jiang Jingchun suddenly pulled Song Xuan'an's sleeve and walked towards the Buddhist hall. The two of them had gone to have dinner earlier, and now it was getting dark, and everyone in the Buddhist hall had gone to have dinner, so there was no one here.
Song Xuan'an didn't know what she was doing and let her pull him.
"Where are we going?"
"Didn't you listen to what the master said just now? Didn't he tell you to come and pray to the gods to get rid of bad luck? It's just a bad fortune stick. Pray to the Buddha and Guanyin, and they will protect you."
Jiang Jingchun's voice was deliberately cheerful. She didn't want Song Xuan'an to be affected by this incident. She tried her best to describe it as a trivial matter, hoping that he would not take it to heart.
Song Xuan'an listened to her words, not knowing what was in his mind. He said nothing more and let her pull him away.
Seeing that Jiang Jingchun was worried, Song Xuan'an wanted to tell her not to think too much. In fact, what he asked just now was not about the Autumn Examination, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to start.
Forget it...I won’t say anymore.
She was right, it was just a broken skewer, there was no point in taking it seriously.
The two went to the Buddhist temple and knelt on the cushions.
The palace is majestic and looks solemn and dignified. Sitting on the lotus throne is a huge golden Buddha with a kind face. The Buddha is tightly surrounded by incense, making him look a little unreal.
Jiang Jingchun turned around and said to Song Xuan'an: "If you are sincere, the Buddha will protect you."
Having said that, she put her hands together and bowed, then kowtowed.
Song Xuan'an didn't really believe in these things, but seeing Jiang Jingchun doing this, he imitated her movements and kowtowed along with her.
Under the Buddha statue, young boys and girls worship devoutly.
The night wind blew through the window, and the prayer flags in the hall fluttered above their heads. They kowtowed three times.
Jiang Jingchun kowtowed three times and greedily made three wishes. One was that Song Xuan'an could pass the autumn examination, the second was that she could have the hope of seeing her relatives, and the third was that her relatives would still want her.
She was even a little scared now. They let the Jiang family take her back home because they didn't want her.
Song Xuan'an kowtowed three times, but made only one greedy wish: he really wanted to marry Jiang Jingchun.
He had figured it out. He had figured it out since the day he said this. He didn't want to marry anyone else. He wanted to marry her for the rest of his life.
The fortune he had just drawn at the door was actually about his marriage with her.
After worshiping the Buddha, that broken stick will no longer count.
The sky and the earth were dark, and the Buddha lowered his eyes and looked down, taking in everyone and everything in his sight. Day after day he was so sad and gentle, but it was unknown whether the compassionate Buddha had listened to his children's words.
The two knelt here for a while, then stood up and left. The men and women were not in the same place. After Jiang Jingchun was sent back to the room by Song Xuan'an, he watched his back gradually disappear from his sight, so he also planned to go back to the house.
But before he had taken a few steps, he heard Jiang Jinghui's voice from behind.
"Sister, where did this come from?"
Hearing the sound, Jiang Jingchun turned around and saw Jiang Jinghui walking out of the room and walking towards her. The bright moonlight shone on her body, making her face look even softer and more beautiful.
Jiang Jingchun saw her coming, and there was no place to hide in this situation, so she walked towards her and obediently called out, "Sister."
She replied to Jiang Jinghui and said truthfully, "I just went to the Buddhist temple with Song Xuan'an to worship."
Jiang Jinghui smiled, "July 10th is a good day. Praying to the Buddha and worshiping the gods is the most effective."
Jiang Jingchun didn't know whether this was true or just a polite remark, so she asked her, "Sister, did you come out to see me for something?"
She looked like she was waiting for her there, so she must have something to say to her.
Jiang Jinghui's smile grew even brighter. "This afternoon, I happened to hear someone talking about an old story in the Buddhist temple. I found it quite interesting, so I wanted to tell my sister about it. Are you interested in coming to my room to listen?"
Jiang Jinghui's smile was clearly very kind, but for some reason, when Jiang Jingchun stared into her eyes, he inexplicably felt a sense of panic and uneasiness.
She didn't know how to answer for a moment. She seemed to have a strong premonition that this might not be a good thing. But in the end, for some reason, she nodded and followed her.
Jiang Jinghui took her to her room, where a candle was already burning. The candle was dim, flickering in the room like a ghost fire.
The two sat opposite each other at the table.
Jiang Jinghui did not remain silent or hesitate, and went straight to the point.
"Today I heard the monks talking about that old story. I thought I'd tell you a story to pass the time. But this story is very sad and pitiful. My sister, please don't be sad and cry after listening to it."
Jiang Jingchun looked at her expression and pursed her lips uneasily.
Jiang Jinghui's face clearly showed concern, but in Jiang Jingchun's eyes, she seemed to be pretending. She looked like she wanted her to cry.
But now that I've come here with her, there's no reason for me to leave.
Jiang Jingchun nodded and said, "Sister, please tell me. I definitely won't cry."
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