ebookland Chapter 1179 Chapter 1179
Chapter 1179 Chapter 1179
Pei Shuyu didn't dare to have any second thoughts, but her heart was as calm as an old well. "My second cousin has a good temper. I think he will treat me well." He is a thousand times better than him who is arrogant and domineering.
"My second brother has also been studying hard. He will definitely achieve great things in the future. Although he is not as good as a royal family, he is not bad either. Sister Shuyu, marrying my second brother means that you will have a stable life."
Isn't the purpose of a woman wandering around just to find a stable life?
Pei Shuyu concealed the bitterness in her heart, nodded slightly, and looked up, "My cousin enlightened me, so I should tell myself about it."
"I had forgotten it long ago."
Such a handsome man, with a pair of sparkling eyes, can take in everything in the world, but cannot see her.
She wanted to go forward, but the beautiful Song hit her in the face. She couldn't compare to her... She couldn't even compare to a hair of Song.
"My dear sister, let's just think of it as a dream. The hustle and bustle of life in the capital may not suit our personalities."
The wobbly carriage finally stopped.
The women riding in the ox carts were half soaked and trotted over, "Two girls, we have arrived at Longen Temple. Madam is asking you to get off the cart."
The two men supported the maid, lifted the curtain and got out of the car.
Just as Mei Qingyu said, the air in Longen Temple was fresh and quiet after the rain stopped. As it had rained heavily early in the morning, it also stopped many pilgrims. Now the government convoy stopped, and they were the first group of guests to burn incense today.
The monk in charge of Longen Temple was waiting at the door early, greeting Pei Chen, Pei Hua, Xiao Bei and other gentlemen, "We are honored guests, and we hope you will forgive us for not welcoming us."
"Master, you are too polite. It is us mortals who have disturbed the tranquility of Buddhism. I hope you will forgive us."
After some politeness and courtesies, the female family members were led in. The first to come were Mrs. Mei and Xiao Yinxiu, who each supported their maid and entered the hall.
Following them came Gu, Qi Yueniang and Xu Lingqiao. The young ladies and maids supported their servants and entered in a stream of colorful flowers, adding a lot of bright colors to this deserted Buddhist place on the mountain.
The last person to get off the car was Song Guanzhou. She walked not much slower than a healthy person even though she was using crutches. Since they were going out that day, Rendong and the others put in a lot of effort to dress her up.
Song Guanzhou was seen wearing a fashionable double-heart bun, an orange and yellow elastic black and white brocade silk narrow-sleeved spring shirt, a white and white soft gauze long skirt with gold and white patterns, and a pair of pearl-studded pointed-toe shoes. Honeysuckle took the shawl, but Song Guanzhou rejected it.
"I have difficulty walking, and I don't have any extra hands to hold the shawl. Please prepare a plainer coat. If the wind blows cold, I will put it on."
Such a light yet youthful and lively outfit is more special than the brocades worn by the previous ladies.
Although the girls were dressed cutely, they had never left home. They dressed modestly and shyly, and covered their faces with fans from time to time.
Compared with Song Guanzhou, he is not as graceful and elegant.
She brought Rendong and a few others with her and followed the crowd into the main hall. The Longen Temple was very ancient and grand. Song Guanzhou visited it as a tourist attraction and had a lot of fun.
When the abbot was chanting sutras himself and everyone in the mansion followed Mrs. Mei and Xiao Yinxiu in kneeling down, Song Guanzhou moved outside.
Xiao Bei and his companions had already finished kneeling in the first group. Seeing her coming out, they couldn't help but tease her, "Guan Zhou's legs can't kneel, so why isn't he waiting inside to burn incense?"
Speaking of unlucky, who could be as unlucky as Song Guanzhou?
Song Guanzhou waved her hand and found a wooden chair to sit down. She put down her cane and stuck it in front of her face, shaking her head. Pei Hua came to the rescue, "Your sister-in-law is not in good health, so why not ask the maids to kneel down on your behalf? Sincere heart will do the trick."
"Brother Hua is right. My maids and servants are all kowtowing inside. I feel like I'm going to break my forehead when I see them doing this."
"They are also begging you to be less sick."
To be honest, Song Guanzhou was born a materialist and does not believe in gods or Buddhas at all. In modern society, she likes to visit temples just to see the unique architectural styles.
Not long after, after burning incense, Zhang Fanghui, who was still unable to kneel down, came out supported by Nanny Li.
"Guan Zhou, how about drawing lots for a fortune?"
Just like in modern times, the temple is a one-stop shop. Song Guanzhou was not interested. "Sister-in-law, just go. I don't believe in these things. If I say something disrespectful, I will offend the Buddha."
Yo!
Xiao Bei glanced sideways, "Guanzhou doesn't believe these?" He flicked his wide sleeves, pointing to the clay sculptures of gods and Buddhas. Song Guanzhou turned around and raised his eyes to look up at the great protector.
“Everything has its destiny.”
Song Guanzhou knew that the wealthy families of that era believed in him very much, especially the women, who knelt devoutly and gave generously in incense money. Naturally, she could not reveal too much of her true feelings.
Instead, she urged the little maid to inquire about vegetarian meals, with the main purpose of coming here to see the scenery and eat delicious vegetarian food.
Linshan and Linxi followed in different ways. As for Song Guanzhou, Linshan was almost not shy and followed him in and out. Linxi was much more cautious. If he entered the Buddhist temple, he would guard outside.
Song Guanzhou sat under the eaves, watching the heavy rain that sometimes fell and sometimes cleared up.
Jindong took turns to burn incense and worship Buddha. Song Guanzhou was stunned and asked, "Are you going to kneel down and worship all the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas?"
Longen Temple!
I’m afraid there are dozens of Buddha statues and Bodhisattvas enshrined here. After going through this circle, will your knees still be there?
"Madam, Longen Temple is very effective. Since your legs are uncomfortable, I will kowtow to you a few more times. It will surely move the Buddha and bless you to live a peaceful life."
Song Guanzhou held his forehead with his hand and said, "Go ahead, I won't say any more."
Buddha also respects individual destiny——
Mrs. Mei, Xiao Yinxiu and all the girls, including Zhang Fanghui, were very solemn and pious. Although she was unable to kneel down due to her health problems, she still followed the others to pray in each hall and add incense money.
Song Guanzhou was gradually left alone.
At the back, only Hehua and Linshan were by his side. Song Guanzhou teased Hehua, "Why don't you let your sister Rendong take your place?"
Lotus followed beside her with a snack box, her face full of joy, "Don't worry, Madam. I gave my birth date and horoscope to Sister Dong, and she said she would draw a good fortune for me."
"It must be a very good sign."
Song Guanzhou coaxed her and looked at Linshan again, "Brother Linshan is tired today and can't go to the Bodhisattva and Buddha to express his wishes."
"No problem."
Lin Shan sat across from her, keeping an eye on everything and listening carefully. Hearing Song Guanzhou being so polite, he simply told the truth, "I don't believe this either. The world is difficult. If gods and Buddhas are alive, how many people can they save?"
"You don't believe it?"
Lin Shan smiled cheerfully, "To be honest with you, Madam, the master, the fourth young master, and the subordinates here don't believe it. Of course, the third young master doesn't believe it either."
After Aunt Qin was poisoned, there was no cure. Before she was on the verge of death, I am afraid no one was more pious than the third son Pei Che. He almost offered his life as a sacrifice to the Buddha, but did the Buddha show his power?
No!
"Yes, our fate is in our own hands. Only when we are in our seventies or eighties, we will have the right to sigh, this is fate!"