Rank One Princess Douxian Wang: Phoenix Palace Brocade
Chapter 257 Juexiao Temple
Chapter 257 Juexiao Temple
The next day, in front of Juexiao Temple
A carriage stopped steadily at the steps of Juexiao Temple, and a person in front was riding a bay red BMW, and one person and one horse looked forward to the brilliance as they walked, and at a glance, they knew that it was not something in the pool.
The curtain of the carriage swayed the moment it stopped, and the fragrance inside wafted out, which did not conflict with the strong and pure sandalwood smell of Juexiao Temple, but instead blended in. People nearby felt that it was intoxicating when they smelled it. My lungs are so uncomfortable.
"Girl, should I hold this incense or keep it?" Ah Xiang cleverly held a small incense burner.
"This fragrance is fresh and very compatible with the smell of sandalwood in the temple. Take it." Xu Jiatong smiled, and Ah Xiang held the incense burner in his hand and covered it with his sleeve.
Ah Xiang got out of the carriage first, Bi Shui said with a smile: "Girl, Master Dai is so kind to you."
"Don't say these things outside, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble." Xu Jiatong didn't want to cause trouble for himself, nor did he want to cause trouble for him.
Bi Shui suppressed her smile, and said respectfully: "My servant is reckless, and my servant will help you get off the car."
Xu Jiatong smiled and got out of the carriage: "Where's Master Dai?"
"Master Dai went in first." Zhao Qiyun, who came yesterday, came forward with a smile and explained, "You came to ask for an order, but Master Dai has a different surname from yours, and he is not from the same family. You still have to go in by yourself."
"Thank you, Manager Zhao." Xu Jiatong smiled and looked at him one more time, always feeling a little guilty when he spoke.
Juexiao Temple is full of incense, and most of the nobles in the Datong Dynasty worship here. Ciming Temple, five miles away from here, is a nunnery. They will stay in Ciming Nunnery for one night or even two days, taste the vegetarian food there, and copy scriptures and meditate under the guidance of the masters.
One temple and one nunnery complement each other and take care of each other. This situation has continued from the previous dynasty.
In front of the temple gate, there is a little monk waiting for him. His eyebrows and eyes are like those in a Buddhist meticulous painting. His eyebrows are delicate and peaceful, and his smile is not a smile, but it is as gentle as jade.
"May I ask if this female benefactor is the fourth girl of Xu's family? Yesterday, the host got the news, and made preparations hastily, for fear of neglecting the honored guest." The little novice clasped his hands together and said "Amitabha".
"Come here in a hurry, please trouble the host and the little masters." Xu Jiatong returned a salute.
"The gate of the temple is open, please invite distinguished guests." Juexiao Temple has seen the world's vulgar and elegant people, and the little novice is very easy-going, and he is not too rigid.
The scenery along this road is elegant. Although the temple came from the previous dynasty and the furnishings are mostly old, the accumulation of years of heritage cannot be erased by the wind and rain.
As he walked, he calmed down, Xu Jiatong liked this monastery very much, it really is a beautiful place.It's sad that so many people come here to pray for blessings. Just by the scenery, you can know that this is not an ordinary temple.
The little novice had a peaceful voice, and whispered about the plants, trees, bricks and stones in the yard, their origins and stories, which may not be surprising, but they are fascinating under the narration of the Buddhist school.
Xu Jiatong listened to Cao's lectures on Buddhism since he was a child, and he could answer a few allusions. The little novice has met many people who understand Buddhism, but there are not many people at her age. point.
"Little master, please ask me one more question. Half a month ago, or a month ago, did the Marquis of Ding'an come to inform me?" Xu Jiatong asked after getting acquainted with the little novice.
Mrs. Lin said that it was not very good to find someone to ask for the fate book on her behalf. There were many unlucky places. Prepared a room for the night.
"The poor monk has never heard that if the female benefactor comes with the poor monk, all those who come to the door on a fixed date will be recorded." The little novice smiled and led her to the east for a while and entered the wing room.
There is a little novice monk who specializes in records here, asked the reason, looked for it in the booklet, and then looked for it carefully, shook his head and said there was no.
The little novice led her out, and said as he walked: "There are many pilgrims in this temple, the person who recorded this is very careful, if he doesn't have one, then there is none, is it because the benefactor made a mistake?"
"Probably misremembered." Xu Jiatong smiled, pretending to pay attention to the surrounding scenery.
Lin didn't arrange a trip to Juexiao Temple for her at all. He was trying to lure her into the game from the very beginning, thinking that she must have died in that Zhuangzi, and Juexiao Temple didn't even say hello.
It must have been that she didn't expect her to survive, and there was no escape route left.
Unexpectedly, the little novice said: "But what the benefactor asked was half a month or a month ago, three months ago, when Madam Ding'an came to offer incense, she said casually that she would ask for a letter of fate for Miss Xu, and there was no news after that." It just so happened that the poor monk greeted me that day, I remember clearly."
Xu Jiatong paused. At that time, she hadn't returned to the Western Capital, so Mrs. Lin should be begging for Xu Jialan.
"There are many sisters in the Xinnv family. At that time, the Xinnv and the younger sister were not in the Western Capital. I think it was because they didn't know who they belonged to, so the mother didn't settle the matter." Xu Jiatong easily covered it up.
The little novice didn't feel any difference, and led her to the main hall, where he heard the sound of chanting sutras from a distance.Xu Jiatong sank down, read a few scriptures silently, and then walked in. If nothing else happened, the old monk in front of her should be Master Shanjue.
Not everyone in Xungui's family who entered the temple to ask for a life letter could see this host. Xu Jiatong could see it, but it could only be said that it was arranged by Dai Yuanguan. She knew it well and was very grateful.
With Master Shanjue personally presiding over it, how could anyone dare to question the authenticity of her life book?Some people say that her fate is inauspicious, they are questioning Shanjue and Juexiao Temple.
"Amitabha, goodness is goodness. The donor has worked hard all the way. Please pay homage to the Buddha first."
"Thank you for the arrangement." Xu Jiatong saluted, respectfully offered incense, kowtowed nine times.
After offering incense, Xu Jiatong asked Bi Shui and Ah Xiang to bring the offering money and sesame oil.
The monk behind Shanjue stepped forward to take it, the red paper bag wrapped with money was much heavier than usual, he put it away calmly, and when he stood aside, he looked at Xu Jiatong differently.
"Benefactor, please use this stick to throw a stick first." After Shanjue finished speaking, someone immediately handed the stick.
Xu Jiatong did as he said, threw one out, picked it up personally and presented it to Yu Shanjue.
Shanjue didn't take a look, and said again: "Benefactor, please throw two more times, the lottery in Juexiao Temple is different from other places, the three lottery is the standard, please trouble the benefactor."
"Follow the host's words." Xu Jiatong laughed.
After tossing the lottery twice more, Xu Jiatong stood up and waited for Shanjue to solve the lottery.But Shanjue's expression changed, and he said something to the monk next to him.
"Benefactor, please enter the lottery room." Shanjue smiled and put the lottery in the monk's lottery.
(End of this chapter)
The next day, in front of Juexiao Temple
A carriage stopped steadily at the steps of Juexiao Temple, and a person in front was riding a bay red BMW, and one person and one horse looked forward to the brilliance as they walked, and at a glance, they knew that it was not something in the pool.
The curtain of the carriage swayed the moment it stopped, and the fragrance inside wafted out, which did not conflict with the strong and pure sandalwood smell of Juexiao Temple, but instead blended in. People nearby felt that it was intoxicating when they smelled it. My lungs are so uncomfortable.
"Girl, should I hold this incense or keep it?" Ah Xiang cleverly held a small incense burner.
"This fragrance is fresh and very compatible with the smell of sandalwood in the temple. Take it." Xu Jiatong smiled, and Ah Xiang held the incense burner in his hand and covered it with his sleeve.
Ah Xiang got out of the carriage first, Bi Shui said with a smile: "Girl, Master Dai is so kind to you."
"Don't say these things outside, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble." Xu Jiatong didn't want to cause trouble for himself, nor did he want to cause trouble for him.
Bi Shui suppressed her smile, and said respectfully: "My servant is reckless, and my servant will help you get off the car."
Xu Jiatong smiled and got out of the carriage: "Where's Master Dai?"
"Master Dai went in first." Zhao Qiyun, who came yesterday, came forward with a smile and explained, "You came to ask for an order, but Master Dai has a different surname from yours, and he is not from the same family. You still have to go in by yourself."
"Thank you, Manager Zhao." Xu Jiatong smiled and looked at him one more time, always feeling a little guilty when he spoke.
Juexiao Temple is full of incense, and most of the nobles in the Datong Dynasty worship here. Ciming Temple, five miles away from here, is a nunnery. They will stay in Ciming Nunnery for one night or even two days, taste the vegetarian food there, and copy scriptures and meditate under the guidance of the masters.
One temple and one nunnery complement each other and take care of each other. This situation has continued from the previous dynasty.
In front of the temple gate, there is a little monk waiting for him. His eyebrows and eyes are like those in a Buddhist meticulous painting. His eyebrows are delicate and peaceful, and his smile is not a smile, but it is as gentle as jade.
"May I ask if this female benefactor is the fourth girl of Xu's family? Yesterday, the host got the news, and made preparations hastily, for fear of neglecting the honored guest." The little novice clasped his hands together and said "Amitabha".
"Come here in a hurry, please trouble the host and the little masters." Xu Jiatong returned a salute.
"The gate of the temple is open, please invite distinguished guests." Juexiao Temple has seen the world's vulgar and elegant people, and the little novice is very easy-going, and he is not too rigid.
The scenery along this road is elegant. Although the temple came from the previous dynasty and the furnishings are mostly old, the accumulation of years of heritage cannot be erased by the wind and rain.
As he walked, he calmed down, Xu Jiatong liked this monastery very much, it really is a beautiful place.It's sad that so many people come here to pray for blessings. Just by the scenery, you can know that this is not an ordinary temple.
The little novice had a peaceful voice, and whispered about the plants, trees, bricks and stones in the yard, their origins and stories, which may not be surprising, but they are fascinating under the narration of the Buddhist school.
Xu Jiatong listened to Cao's lectures on Buddhism since he was a child, and he could answer a few allusions. The little novice has met many people who understand Buddhism, but there are not many people at her age. point.
"Little master, please ask me one more question. Half a month ago, or a month ago, did the Marquis of Ding'an come to inform me?" Xu Jiatong asked after getting acquainted with the little novice.
Mrs. Lin said that it was not very good to find someone to ask for the fate book on her behalf. There were many unlucky places. Prepared a room for the night.
"The poor monk has never heard that if the female benefactor comes with the poor monk, all those who come to the door on a fixed date will be recorded." The little novice smiled and led her to the east for a while and entered the wing room.
There is a little novice monk who specializes in records here, asked the reason, looked for it in the booklet, and then looked for it carefully, shook his head and said there was no.
The little novice led her out, and said as he walked: "There are many pilgrims in this temple, the person who recorded this is very careful, if he doesn't have one, then there is none, is it because the benefactor made a mistake?"
"Probably misremembered." Xu Jiatong smiled, pretending to pay attention to the surrounding scenery.
Lin didn't arrange a trip to Juexiao Temple for her at all. He was trying to lure her into the game from the very beginning, thinking that she must have died in that Zhuangzi, and Juexiao Temple didn't even say hello.
It must have been that she didn't expect her to survive, and there was no escape route left.
Unexpectedly, the little novice said: "But what the benefactor asked was half a month or a month ago, three months ago, when Madam Ding'an came to offer incense, she said casually that she would ask for a letter of fate for Miss Xu, and there was no news after that." It just so happened that the poor monk greeted me that day, I remember clearly."
Xu Jiatong paused. At that time, she hadn't returned to the Western Capital, so Mrs. Lin should be begging for Xu Jialan.
"There are many sisters in the Xinnv family. At that time, the Xinnv and the younger sister were not in the Western Capital. I think it was because they didn't know who they belonged to, so the mother didn't settle the matter." Xu Jiatong easily covered it up.
The little novice didn't feel any difference, and led her to the main hall, where he heard the sound of chanting sutras from a distance.Xu Jiatong sank down, read a few scriptures silently, and then walked in. If nothing else happened, the old monk in front of her should be Master Shanjue.
Not everyone in Xungui's family who entered the temple to ask for a life letter could see this host. Xu Jiatong could see it, but it could only be said that it was arranged by Dai Yuanguan. She knew it well and was very grateful.
With Master Shanjue personally presiding over it, how could anyone dare to question the authenticity of her life book?Some people say that her fate is inauspicious, they are questioning Shanjue and Juexiao Temple.
"Amitabha, goodness is goodness. The donor has worked hard all the way. Please pay homage to the Buddha first."
"Thank you for the arrangement." Xu Jiatong saluted, respectfully offered incense, kowtowed nine times.
After offering incense, Xu Jiatong asked Bi Shui and Ah Xiang to bring the offering money and sesame oil.
The monk behind Shanjue stepped forward to take it, the red paper bag wrapped with money was much heavier than usual, he put it away calmly, and when he stood aside, he looked at Xu Jiatong differently.
"Benefactor, please use this stick to throw a stick first." After Shanjue finished speaking, someone immediately handed the stick.
Xu Jiatong did as he said, threw one out, picked it up personally and presented it to Yu Shanjue.
Shanjue didn't take a look, and said again: "Benefactor, please throw two more times, the lottery in Juexiao Temple is different from other places, the three lottery is the standard, please trouble the benefactor."
"Follow the host's words." Xu Jiatong laughed.
After tossing the lottery twice more, Xu Jiatong stood up and waited for Shanjue to solve the lottery.But Shanjue's expression changed, and he said something to the monk next to him.
"Benefactor, please enter the lottery room." Shanjue smiled and put the lottery in the monk's lottery.
(End of this chapter)
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