This time, she met Song Qi.
A few strands of blue were exposed under the brim of Song Qi's nun's hat, and she knew that Song Qi had not cut off her worldly ties and was growing her hair. When the time came, she would go down the mountain and return to secular life.
However, Song Qi's eyes were calm, less lifeless than the day she became a monk, and less arrogant than before.
She's doing fine here.
Song Qi twisted the Buddhist beads and said softly: "I didn't expect you to come to visit me."
Zhen Qingyin pursed her lips and smiled: "Just dropping by, we are relatives after all."
"It's hard for you not to care about the fact that I made things difficult for you in the past. Now that I think about it, I feel very ashamed. Instead, I made things difficult for myself."
Is this a return of conscience? Zhen Qingyin's apricot eyes slightly curved: "I don't take it to heart, they are all childish tricks."
Song Qi smiled bitterly: "You think so, you are more like a monk than me."
The system popped up and teased angrily: [You two are in Cao's camp and your hearts are in Han's camp! 】
Zhen Qingyin smiled again and didn't answer anyone's words.
"Does His Highness the Crown Prince still blame Duke Chao's government?"
"should not."
"That's good."
Zhen Qingyin had no friendship with her, but when she saw that she had changed her mind and become a new person, she was convinced of Qingyue Nunnery, and turned around and gave the three medical books to the nunnery owner.
"Master Tai is a compassionate person. I copied these three medical books from ancient ancient books. One is a collection of common medicinal herbs, one is a book dedicated to treating women's diseases, and the other is some folk remedies and earth remedies. I Jian'an The little ladies here are literate, and if you meet someone with talent, you can learn it, which is more or less a cooking skill."
The nunnery owner accepted it and said gratefully: "The little donor is the real merciful person, and the little donor will definitely be blessed!"
"Then I'd like to lend you auspicious words," Zhen Qingyin thought to herself. Her blessing was to successfully become a monk. The more she looked at Qingyue Temple, the more satisfied she became. "The knowledge that can be spread is called knowledge. The master can check the information in the book. If the prescription is effective, there is no need to keep it to yourself. If it can be spread, spread it out and save more people suffering from diseases.
I saw that there were bookshelves in the nunnery where pilgrims rested, and there were also medical books on the bookshelves. I guess the Master’s mind was the same as mine. The master can ask the girls in the nunnery to copy more, sell them or give them away, but don't mention me. After all, I am the daughter of the boudoir. People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. "
"The little benefactor is so kind! The poor nun will not go against the will of the little benefactor." The nunnery owner sighed, then smiled, "The medical books in the nunnery were collected by past nunnery owners, and also donated by female pilgrims.
Most of the people who practice medicine are men. Even if there are women with excellent medical talents, they are not allowed to pass them on because most skills are passed down from men to women. There are differences between men and women. Some women do not dare to see a doctor when they are sick. Therefore, women's illnesses have always been regarded as unlucky and unclean.
There were several ladies in our nunnery who did not want to become a monk. They learned medical skills, and when they came of age, they became stable mothers and secretly treated women's diseases. Alas. Now that we have these three medical books, they are really good news for Qingyue Temple and also good news for women. "
Zhen Qingyin thought more for a moment.
When she becomes a monk, maybe her life will not be boring and she will have many things to do.
She can also learn these medical books slowly.
In her eyes, a light of longing gradually appeared.
The nunnery master’s smile deepened.
After talking to the nunnery owner, Zhen Qingyin went out to look for Zhen Yuanyuan and Meng Rulan.
When Meng Rulan saw the poor little girls in the nunnery and listened to Zhen Yuanyuan's "popular science", she burst into tears and donated her new monthly salary of 10 taels to the nunnery.
"My cousins know that these ten taels of silver from my family came to Zhen Mansion and were given to me by my cousin. Sisters, don't laugh at me."
"No matter how I laugh at you, it's all because of my heart." Zhen Yuanyuan said hurriedly.
Meng Rulan's mother died in childbirth when she was giving birth to her second child. Now her mother is a stepmother. The Meng family has gradually declined over the years, and it is only through Mrs. Zhen's support that they can maintain their basic dignity.
However, how could Mrs. Zhen's support fall into Meng Rulan's hands.
Meng Rulan wiped her tears and asked casually, "Where did cousin Qingyin go just now? Is there a place in this nunnery that we can't go to?"
The little girl wasn't cautious enough. When she asked, there was a hint of scrutiny and questioning in her eyes, as well as a hint of suspicion.
Zhen Qingyin saw through it at a glance and said with a smile: "I just went to see the master to ask about the future of marriage. I was afraid that the result would be bad, so I didn't dare to invite you to listen."
Meng Rulan didn't quite believe it, so she held her arm with Zhen Qingyin and asked affectionately: "What did the teacher's wife say? My dear sister, just tell us, okay? We are so curious."
When Zhen Yuanyuan heard this, she felt disgusted.
Meng Rulan was just curious, why did she drag her along?
She never asked more questions about things that her sister didn't want to talk about.
But Meng Rulan was a guest, so she didn't say anything.
Zhen Qingyin smiled lightly: "Of course it's a good marriage. If it's a bad marriage, I would be so angry right now."
Meng Rulan covered her mouth and laughed.
Worried about encountering the curfew, as soon as Xiao Yin woke up, she went straight back to Beijing without delay.
That night, everyone had dinner in the old lady's room. The old lady heard that Aunt Rong said that they had donated three hundred taels. Meng Rulan donated all the twelve months of medicine. She felt happy and her illness was a little better. She told everyone We ate together and didn't say anything to dampen the mood.
After Zhen Qingyin washed up, before going to bed, she went to the study to continue copying medical books.
The system puffed up its cheeks and said: [Huh, that's the hero's reward for completing the mission. You are good at doing favors and giving them away everywhere. 】
Zhen Qingyin went through the information to verify the prescription, and she was upright. After hearing the words, she responded unceremoniously: "If he has the ability, he can pick it up himself, or you can send it to him."
System Qi Road: [Just be angry with me! 】
"Aren't you showing off? What kind of male lead do you want?"
[Showing trash is my side job. 】
"oh."
[Host, why do you want to be a nun but not a Taoist nun? 】
When you become a Taoist nun, you can return to the secular world if you want. You can have good hair and wear beautiful hairpins.
If you become a nun and want to return to secular life, you need to grow your hair for at least two years. If you accidentally leave a scar, maybe the scar will become bald and your hair will no longer grow. Isn’t it too ugly?
Zhen Qingyin said slowly: "Because being a nun means it will be cooler in the summer."
The system argued: [Wouldn’t it be cold in winter? 】
"You can wear a hat."
Ignore it.
The rustling sound of the brush falling on the paper is particularly pleasant.
*
Fu Rong Tang.
Meng Rulan used ten taels of silver to ask the nunnery master in exchange for a Buddhist scripture that had been consecrated. After reading more than ten pages, her mouth was dry and she stopped to drink tea. The old lady was leaning on the pillow, half asleep and half awake. When she saw her drinking tea, Suddenly he woke up and asked in a low voice: "Did you meet His Highness the Crown Prince today?"
Aunt Rong, who was half-seated on the round stool beside her, said: "I have been staring at the eldest girl, but I didn't meet her. I just said how could His Highness the Prince be the one who didn't follow the rules? A grown man ran to the nunnery. "
Meng Rulan took two sips of tea, moistened her throat, and answered shyly: "Yes. I went out of the city in the morning and met the exiled family members of Pingyang Hou Mansion and Ning Yuan Bo Mansion, and I happened to bump into His Highness the Crown Prince."
