The Book of Raising Children by Houmen

Chapter 163 I Can't Marry You (1)
The carriage stopped at the entrance of Jing Ci Temple, Zhao Jing got out of the car and saw the three big characters of Jing Ci Temple written on the bright yellow wall, and she realized it.Strangely, the scenery on the road just now felt very familiar, and it turned out that it was the road that Zhao Yong took him before.

Zhao Jing stood at the door for a while, looking at the faint green hills in the distance, and suddenly remembered something, the shopkeeper Liu said yesterday that there was a place where the master chanted scriptures and prayed for blessings, it seemed to be here.She resigned from shopkeeper Liu yesterday, and came here with Xu Si'an again today. If shopkeeper Liu saw it, she would be embarrassed to explain.

Xu Si'an also got out of the car and saw a row of carriages parked at the gate of the mountain. He frowned and said, "Why are there so many people in this kind of place today?"

Zhao Jing smiled and said: "Today is Girl's Day, the teachers here are praying for blessings and chanting scriptures, so there are naturally many people coming." Although Zhao Jing felt embarrassed, but now that people have arrived, if they don't go in, it's not justified.

The two entered the temple along the mountain gate. The incense in the nunnery was full of incense, and people who came and went up the mountain to pray for blessings.Zhao Jing carried a few taels of silver with her, remembering that she ran into the regent on the road that day, so she didn't have time to refill the sesame oil money on her parents' longevity tablet, and she didn't know if Zhao Yong came later.

Xu Si'an originally came to visit his old friend, so he had no interest in burning incense and worshiping the Buddha. Seeing Zhao Jing lighting the incense piously, he said, "I'll go to the meditation room in the backyard to visit an old friend. You'll be done in a while, and there's a carriage at the door." waiting for me."

Zhao Jing nodded, and watched Xu Si'an leave. His tall and mighty figure was particularly conspicuous in the crowd. Zhao Jing pursed her lips and smiled, thinking about telling her parents what happened just now secretly, so as to let him They are also happy.

Zhao Jing followed the flow of people and paid homage to the Bodhisattvas one by one according to the rules, and finally came to the living room of Jingci Temple where the longevity tablet of the deceased pilgrim was enshrined.There was an elderly nun sitting at the door of the living room, Zhao Jing told her the names of her parents, the nun looked through the account book, and found that the longevity tablet of Zhao's parents had not been filled with incense money.

Zhao Jing took out the money from her purse and asked the nun to write it down.

The nun dipped her ink and wrote it down. She raised her head and said to Zhao Jing, "Benefactor, last year, benefactor Zhao offered two memorial tablets here. Didn't you offer the other one this year?"

Zhao Jing was stunned for a moment with some curiosity. She leaned over and took a look at the roster, only to see a line of small characters written on it: Younger Sister of the Zhao family.

Because there are many pilgrims enshrining longevity tablets in the nunnery, the masters here are afraid of making mistakes, so they record the date of birth and death next to the name of each registration book.Zhao Jing read along the four small characters, and the date of birth and death on the side was impressively written: the eighth day of November in the Yiwei Year of Dayong.

This is the birth date of Zhao Jing and Zhao Yong, how could Zhao Jing not remember it?
She and Zhao Yong are twins. I heard that the day they were born coincided with the time when the palace gate of the former court was broken and the capital was in chaos. Mrs. Zhao delivered the baby and finally gave birth to a pair of twins.They hid at home for several days, and did not dare to go out until the rebellion subsided.

If this "little sister of the Zhao family" was born on the same day as her, shouldn't the ones born by her parents be triplets?

Zhao Jing looked at the words above with some doubts, mechanically took out a handful of broken silver from her purse, and put it on the merit box in front of the Buddha.

But her parents never had triplets!

Zhao Jing raised her head suddenly, she was frightened into a cold sweat by her deduction.

The sky was bright outside, and the bright light made people feel glaring.Zhao Jing walked out in a daze, as if everything on the road became less real.

As an ordinary court lady who couldn't be more ordinary, Zhao Jing never doubted the origin of this original body.

Zhao Yong and Yuan Shi are so kind to her. From Zhao Jing's original body, she can also feel the love that Zhao's parents have for her. If it wasn't their own, how could they do this to her?
But if it was really his own, how could Zhao's parents send this original body into the palace?Places like the palace are far more dangerous than selling to ordinary officials and eunuchs. If you are not really poor and have no food to eat, you will not be able to sell your own daughter to the palace if you are killed!
But Zhao Jing knew in her heart that although the Zhao family was poor, they could not afford to support a daughter...

Zhao Jing stood at the gate of the temple for a long time, watching the crowd come and go, feeling as if she had been hollowed out.

When she first crossed over, she felt that she was just a person, and no matter how hard she was walking on thin ice in the palace, she could only bear it silently. It wasn't until she left the palace, with the care of her brother and sister-in-law, that she felt as if she had found a like home.

She felt that she had something to rely on, even if it was just the three old houses, but she also believed that they were her family.

But now, she suddenly discovered that the family she believed in her heart had no blood relationship with this original body, let alone her... just a ghost from modern times.

"Miss Zhao, why are you here?"

Zhao Jing raised her head and saw Wei Mingzhen standing in front of her with a half-smile and picturesque features.

"Uncle Guo..." Zhao Jing took a step forward, her heart had never been so flustered, she staggered and almost fell down.

(End of this chapter)