my grandmother

Li Xiaonan, Wan Qing, and Yu Ting started from the Maitreya Buddha at the mountain gate and paid homage to the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats one by one.

Ah Wu naturally refused to worship here and there like their group of women. When they entered the hall, she stood in the yard with her hands behind her back and looked around.

Li Xiaonan is full of curiosity about everything, she has to go in and have a look in every palace room, if the door is closed and the window is closed, then she will lie on the crack of the door and look in.

Entering through the Moon Cave Gate, there was a huge ginkgo tree in front of her. Li Xiaonan looked up at the ginkgo tree vigorously.

"Such a big ginkgo tree! How beautiful it is in autumn. Wanqing, is this ginkgo a scene in Jianle City?" Li Xiaonan imagined the golden splendor of the tree.

"It's the first time I know that there is a ginkgo tree here. It's not a big deal. There are three ginkgo trees beside the Yingxiang Pool, which are much larger than this. That's the scene of Jianle City." Wan Qing praised the ginkgo tree that Li Xiaonan admired. dismissive.

Yu Ting and A Wu traveled all over the world, they had seen a lot, and they even dismissed a ginkgo tree. A Wu put his hands behind his back, slanting his lips at Li Xiaonan's fuss, while Yu Ting stretched his head to look into the rooms on both sides.

"Huh! This school in this place? There is also a school in the temple?" Yu Ting raised her voice and asked Wan Qing.

"That's where scriptures are copied, how can there be a school in the temple!" Wan Qing sighed.

Even her daughter, three people are so ignorant, she is really tired.

"There is also a place to copy scriptures here!" Li Xiaonan cried out in surprise, and rushed into the room in a few steps.

She copied scriptures in Jing'an Temple, and the layout here is similar to Jing'an Temple.

It turns out that copying scriptures in the temple has a long history!

"Are there any rules for copying scriptures here?" Li Xiaonan turned her head and asked Wan Qing.

"I don't know, who would come here to copy scriptures." Wan Qing was very disgusted.

"I want to come here to copy scriptures, let's go ask, who can I ask?" Li Xiaonan asked Wan Qing.

"Let Ah Wu ask, just find any young novice." Wan Qing stopped Li Xiaonan and motioned to Ah Wu.

"My lady and I, listen to me, people come and go here, how can you copy scriptures here with your status?" Wan Qing pulled Li Xiaonan out, and lowered her voice.

"I have an idea!" Li Xiaonan smiled openly and lowered her voice, Yu Ting hastily stretched her head to miss it.

"The prince wants to marry me. Everyone in Jianle city knows about it, right? Tell me, do they think it's more likely that I will marry into the palace, or that I won't get married?"

"I definitely think you can marry into the palace, and I also think you can definitely marry the Shizi." Wan Qing answered quickly. "Since the son can speak, we... are not us anymore. In front of the prince and the princess, he just says the same thing!"

"Then if everyone thinks the same, what will they do to me, the current me, who has not yet married into the palace? What if they have a chance to know me and make friends with me? What do you think of them?" Li Xiaonan smiling.

"Fishing?" Yuting understood.

"Here?" Wan Qing leaned forward and looked into the room.

"It's right here. You don't have to come every day, just come every other day, and copy for an hour." Li Xiaonan smiled and rolled her eyes.

"Yes, yes, yes! Let's hurry up, it will make the girl diligent." Wan Qing clapped her hands and agreed.

........................

When Li Xiaonan went to Daxiangguo Temple to copy scriptures for the second time, the eldest aunt of the Gu family, Gu Gong, couldn't sit still, and asked someone to pass a message to the second grandmother of the Gu family, Gu Tong, and hurried to Prince Rui's mansion, Gu Tong was only half a quarter of an hour late. also arrived.

As soon as Grandma Gu saw her younger sister, she started waving her hands to drive out the house full of maids and maids.

"Make me a bowl of tea!" Gu Lan hurriedly ordered.

She had been busy all morning, and had just made a bowl of tea, and rushed over before she had time to drink it.

Xue Li hastily brewed a bowl of tea, carried another pot and put it on the kang table, and retreated to guard the inside of the second door.

"Is it because of the person who went to the Daxiangguo Temple to copy the scriptures?" The second aunt's grandmother, Gu Tong, held on to a bowl of boiling tea and couldn't drink it, so she spoke first.

"This is too embarrassing!" Grandma Gu looked at her mother and said.

"I asked people to see what scriptures she had copied. She didn't have them, and said they had been taken away. I asked which company took them, and said that she would find out when she came back." Princess Wei's complexion was not very good.

"What do you mean by this, is my brother brought it back? Why is he taking the scriptures? Afraid that the pen and ink will be spilled outside?" Grandma Gu responded quickly.

"The idea of ​​copying the scriptures may also come from my younger brother." Gu Tong continued.

"My brother can't do such a shameful thing!" Grandma Gu gave her sister a sideways look.

"The first day I heard that she went to copy the scriptures, I asked your brother, it seems that it was not your brother's idea." Princess Wei sighed annoyed.

"Then ask your younger brother to tell her: Don't let her go, it's too embarrassing." Grandma Gu frowned.

"Your brother said that when that Miss Li was in Pingjiang Mansion, she often set up stalls selling looms wherever there were many people." Princess Wei rubbed her temples vigorously.

What bothered her was not the girl selling looms, but the elation of her son when he said these words!
"If Auntie didn't intend to let her in, she would be ashamed or not, and it has nothing to do with us, right?" Gu Tong tested.

"Look at what you said, if Auntie can be the boss of her younger brother, how can things like this happen?" Grandma Gu gave her younger sister another look.

"Aniang, her intention to copy the scriptures is obvious, we can't ignore it." Grandma Gu looked at Princess Wei, "If we ignore it, someone will think that we acquiesce, and my younger brother will definitely add fuel to the flames. The scripture copyist from Daxiangguo Temple The courtyard will soon be too busy to squeeze in!"

"Big sister is right, this matter really cannot be left alone." Gu Tong hurriedly answered.

"I know I should take care of it, but how should I take care of it? Someone send a message to her? If she takes the word and leaves it to your brother, what should I do?" Princess Wei was troubled and had a headache.

"It's definitely not good to spread the word clearly, I have an idea." Gu Tong stood up, sat next to Princess Wei, and said in a low voice: "I asked, the place where the scriptures are copied in Daxiangguo Temple is very small, and the two rooms can be combined together. It can accommodate 30 people. Let's pick some women who can write, and rush ahead of her, occupying all the places for copying scriptures. It's not to make her have no place to copy scriptures, but to let everyone in Jianle City read the scriptures. Don't get us wrong!"

"This idea?" Princess Wei leaned on her second daughter with a disgusted look on her face.

"This idea is quite right with the person who copied the scriptures." Grandma Gu also curled her lips in disgust.

"Then you have a good idea!" Gu Tong bluntly turned back the big sister's dislike.

"It's fine, we don't need to be too particular about people like her." Grandma Gu said, looking at Princess Wei.

Princess Wei frowned, hesitated for a moment, and sighed: "I can't ignore it, alas, that's the only way to go. This person, you two pick some people from our house, if your younger brother makes trouble..."

"A Niang is too spoiled with my younger brother." Gu Lang continued.

"Don't say it's so useless. This matter should be kept quiet. Alas, what a shame!" Grandma Gu stood up, "I'm going back first, Auntie wants to open up."

"Don't be angry, Auntie, it's not a day or two for my brother to be naughty." Gu Tong followed suit and stood up.

"Go, go." Princess Wei waved her hand in annoyance.

........................

Mrs. Shi is far outside the city, and there are not enough Qingxiu people. Knowing about Li Xiaonan's copying of the scriptures, it was the third time that Li Xiaonan went to copy the scriptures in the afternoon. The letter was brought by Mrs. Pan Shihui and Pan Jiu.

Mrs. Pan Jiu was beaming as she talked about why she went out early in the morning to offer incense, how she sent her mother-in-law to see Li Xiaonan, how she happened to see the excitement, how she resisted not going to see the excitement of Li Xiaonan having no place to copy scriptures, and How did she happen to recognize a certain woman as Grandma Gu's companion?

Mrs. Shi lowered her eyes, roasting, grinding, and brewing tea slowly, seemingly indifferent to world affairs.

"Did you listen to me?" Mrs. Pan Jiu looked discouragedly at Mrs. Shi who was indifferent.

"Understood." Mrs. Shi smiled, "You are thirsty, drink tea."

"Miss Li is going to marry the prince!" Mrs. Pan Jiu raised her voice.

"I know, Miss Li has been here." Mrs. Shi lowered her eyes and sipped her tea.

"Then you... well, what can you do, you are a monk." Mrs. Pan Jiu woke up from the excitement of watching the excitement.

"Is your marriage settled?" Mrs. Shi changed the subject in a calm tone.

"Not yet, Auntie is very picky, she says I'm stupid, I have to pick a young man who treats me well, who has a good family style, good uncle, good everything, I went to Daxiangguo Temple today to offer incense for this, please Buddha and Bodhisattva bless you."

When it comes to this topic, Pan Jiuniang's wife froze like rain.

Mrs. Shi looked at her and said nothing.

Miss Pan Jiu saw that Mrs. Shi was always indifferent, and stood up, "I'm leaving."

"No." Mrs. Shi smiled and nodded.

Miss Pan Jiu took two steps, stood there, turned around, looked at Mrs. Shi who was looking at her with a smile, and burst into tears, "Big sister, you are becoming more and more different from before. I am very sad that you are like this now." .”

"I was not the real me before, but now I am fine. Take care of yourself." Mrs. Shi remained indifferent.

Miss Pan Jiu looked at the smiling Mrs. Shi as if she didn't know her, subconsciously took two steps back, turned around and left.

Seeing Mrs. Pan Jiu coming out of the hanging flower gate, Mrs. Shi's face became gloomy, she put down her cup, moved back, leaned her back against the wall, and looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva with drooping eyebrows.

Yulan sent Miss Pan Jiu away, hurried back, saw Mrs. Shi who was all gloomy, and hurriedly stuffed a cushion behind Mrs. Shi,
"Girl, lie down and have a rest. You haven't slept well these past few nights."

"I'm not for this marriage, let alone for the son." Mrs. Shi seemed to be talking to Yulan, but also seemed to be talking to herself.

"Yeah." Yulan looked at her girl worriedly.

"I'm very sad." Mrs. Shi said in a very low voice.

"I know." Yulan's voice choked up, "Girl can't be so depressed, girl..."

"I also want to say, who should I talk to? Who can talk to me? You can't understand me."

"Where's Miss Li?" Yulan suggested cautiously.

Mrs. Shi was stunned for a moment, then murmured: "Let me think about it." (End of this chapter)