As for the funeral process of Jia Min, it was almost carried out in Yangzhou.
Now it is sent to Suzhou for the final step of burial.
Lin Ruhai had already sent someone to pick out the address of the tomb, but now it was only delayed because of the carving of the tombstone, the construction of the tomb, and the selection of an auspicious date.
It took about half a month before and after this before Jia Min's coffin was finally buried.
At this time, all the female relatives of the Lin family, after receiving two reward meals, went back to their respective homes.
And Daiyu also completely relaxed after performing the last Buddhist ceremony in front of Jia Min's grave on the 49th day after Jia Min's death.
Just because Daiyu's illness has not yet recovered, Jia Lian is not in a hurry to take her back to Yangzhou. In addition to helping Daiyu seek medical advice every day, he also spent most of his time letting Zhang Yong train himself.
Not to mention, even though it was just a simple step on the horse and training fists and feet, as time went by, Jia Lian could feel that his physical fitness had made great progress, which further strengthened his "motivation to martial arts."
This was not a whim of Jia Lian's, but after much deliberation, he felt that since it was more difficult for him to study literature, he might as well practice martial arts.
One has to have some knowledge of the ways of civil and military affairs, otherwise, one will really be useless if one cannot achieve civility and military proficiency.
Nearly half a month had passed. Jia Lian saw that Daiyu's condition was gradually improving. He was afraid that she would suffer from suffocation alone in the inner courtyard of the deep house. Therefore, during his visit, he suggested: "The autumn weather is refreshing today. Why don't I take my sister out of the city to relax?" how?"
"Okay~!"
Don’t get me wrong, this is the sound of snow geese.
Xueyan just heard that she could go out to play, so she subconsciously cheered. When she saw Daiyu staring at her with dissatisfaction, she backed away.
Daiyu was a little embarrassed and didn't really want to move, so she whispered to Jia Lian: "Would it be troublesome? Shouldn't we prepare to return to Yangzhou?"
During this month in Suzhou, Jia Lian took care of her like a father, which made her feel very strange about Jia Lian now.
After all, Jia Lian is the third relative in her life, besides her parents, who is so kind to her and gets along with her day and night.
It's not right to say that they get along day and night, because they only see her two or three times a day, and Jia Lian always comes in to see her, and each time it's only between half a cup of tea and a stick of incense. But Daiyu feels that this is getting along day and night.
"Don't be too busy going back to Yangzhou. I received a letter from my uncle yesterday. He also knew that you were sick, so he asked you to rest in Suzhou for a few more days. It won't be too late to go back when you feel better.
I thought that my sister had been staying at home for a long time, and it would not be conducive to her recovery if she continued like this. It just so happens that the weather is nice today, not too cold or too hot. Why don't we go to the temple and pray for my aunt's wishes? "
Daiyu was moved by Jia Lian. She did feel that she was very sore recently, and she felt a little more energetic every day when Jia Lian came to visit her.
After thinking for a while, he said: "Then, where to go?"
After Daiyu asked, she realized that she was from Suzhou and the proprietor. Jia Lian probably didn't know if it was his first time in Suzhou. How did he know about the surrounding temples? So he added: "The big temples nearby include Chongyuan Temple, Hanshan Temple and Dinghui Temple, and I have been to all of them."
Jia Lian had already planned, "Let's go to Xuan Tomb Panxiang Temple."
"Panxiang Temple?"
Daiyu tilted her head and thought for a moment, then replied: "I know about Xuan Tomb Mountain, it's just to the west of the city, but why is there Panxiang Temple in it? I don't know."
Jia Lian smiled and said: "There is a story in this place, and there is also a wonderful man. It is unknown whether he has some affinity with his sister, but I am not in a position to explain it clearly."
Daiyu smiled, and brother Lian actually imitated those monks and Taoists in playing riddles.
In my heart, I don’t believe that there is anyone in the world who can fall in love with Lin Daiyu! However, he did not lose his kindness and just nodded and said: "In that case, I will follow the arrangements of second brother Lian."
"Okay, sister, let's get ready first. I'll go outside and ask them to prepare the carriage and horses, and then I'll pick up my sister."
Jia Lian stood up with a smile, Daiyu also sat up quickly, bowed on the kang, and then watched Jia Lian leave.
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Jia Lian had already asked people to find out the location of Panxiang Temple, so after preparing the carriages, horses and entourage, he escorted Daiyu out of the city and went directly to Xuan Tomb Mountain.
Along the way, I could see the autumn scenery of Suzhou. If Jia Lian had not realized that his level was limited, he would have written a poem immediately to express his praise for this beautiful scenery and his own feelings.
Daiyu sat alone in the carriage, lifted the curtain and looked out, thinking that Jia Lian had indeed not lied to her. The weather was indeed suitable for a trip out of the city.
Facing the warm sunshine and breathing the clear air, it felt as if all the sickness in my body had been blown away.
She hasn't been out of town for a long time.
When we arrived at Xuan Tomb Mountain, because the carriage could not go up the mountain road, it had to stop on the road and leave people to guard it.
But a horse can go up alone. Seeing that Daiyu had only walked a section of the mountain road, Jia Lian was tired and panting, so he rode his horse to her and said: "There is still a way to go up here, so it is better for my sister to ride a horse, which will save more effort." "
Daiyu raised her head and glanced at the tall white horse, then at Jia Lian sitting on it, and shook her head hurriedly.
Jia Lian jumped down and said with a smile: "Sister Lin, don't be afraid. I often ride this horse. It has a docile personality and will not throw my sister."
Nanny Wang next to her also advised: "Girl, just follow Master Lian's instructions. With us by your side, it won't be a problem."
Daiyu wanted to refuse, but Jia Lian had already taken her little hand and came to the stirrup.
Daiyu's face turned a little red. This was the first time she was held by a man other than her father.
In order to cover up the uneasiness in my heart, I could only step on the stirrups as instructed. Suddenly I felt my ribs tightening. When I turned around, I saw that Jia Lian had already put him on the horse and was sitting firmly.
Dadai took the horse's reins that Jia Lian gave her, and listened to Jia Lian's instructions to tighten it and sit down, and then personally helped her lead the horse forward.
Daiyu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It would be okay if this were the case...
Just now she thought Jia Lian was going to take her up the mountain on a horse. That would be equivalent to sitting in his arms, but she was the most embarrassed.
Sitting on a soft cushion, touching the thick but warm skin of the horse, I looked at the mountain road and the scenery below from an angle I had never experienced before, feeling excited and excited, and inexplicably. flooded my mind.
Riding a horse, this is what it feels like.
This must be Brother Lian's favorite horse. He is often seen riding this horse, and his breath seems to still remain on it.
Si Zhi was a little shy, so he lowered his head and glanced at Jia Lian, who was walking in front, almost as tall as the horse. Suddenly he thought, if only he had a brother like this.
That way, not only would my father have arms, but I might not need to go to the capital anymore...
The road in the mountain was steep, and Jia Lian held the horse carefully, not daring to put Daiyu in any danger.
After walking for about a cup of tea, I saw that the road was much wider, and an ancient temple was looming in the distance, with a few smoke rising from it.
"Donors, please stay. Our temple does not allow outsiders. All benefactors, please come back."
Approaching the temple, Zhaoer went up to knock on the door, but was told that Panxiang Temple did not accept pilgrims.
Zhao'er had known that Jia Lian had taken Daiyu out to relax today, so he didn't dare to make a mistake. He just smiled and said to the old nun: "You don't receive pilgrims. You eat and drink whatever you want. Could it be that you have become gods and don't need to eat or drink anymore?" Can’t do it?”
"Sister Lin, wait a minute, I'll go over and take a look."
Jia Lian, who was behind, saw that Zhao'er couldn't communicate well for a long time, so he said something to Daiyu and walked over.
"Donors don't need to worry about it. Our temple has Suzhou Weaving Master offering incense oil money all year round. You don't have to worry about your livelihood, so you should leave. If you donors want to offer incense, you can go to the west. There are several ancient temples."
Jia Lian came over and happened to hear the old nun's words, and couldn't help but think:
It is indeed a temple that Miaoyu has stayed in, and this behavior is as absurd as Miaoyu. How can there be a reason for a temple to not allow pilgrims to enter the mountain to offer sacrifices? There is also Suzhou Weaving, which is affiliated to the Ministry of Internal Affairs and has a high status in the entire Jiangnan area. How can it enshrine such a little-known nunnery?
Could it be that Miaoyu is his daughter?
Oh, if Miaoyu really leads the practice in Panxiang Temple, then even if she is not his daughter, there should be a great relationship between them.
Seeing that Zhao'er and the old nun couldn't explain each other, Jia Lian stepped forward and saluted with his hands clasped together, and said: "I have met this master. My aunt has recently died, and my cousin is too worried. Today, my disciple took her out to relax, and passed by Guibao Temple. It's just that If you want to go in and burn some incense, please ask Master to be accommodating."
While talking, Jia Lian handed over the silver ingot he had prepared in his sleeve.
The heavy amount of silver fell into his hands, and Master Tai hesitated immediately.
She looked at Daiyu who was sitting on the horse behind her, and saw that there were four or five maids, servants, and many strong guards around her, so she knew that they must be from a wealthy family in the city. Seeing Jia Lian's handsome appearance and polite manners, he said: "It's just that our temple is small and I'm afraid it can't accommodate many people like the donor..."
Jia Lian then said to Zhao'er: "You are all waiting outside. Do not disturb the tranquility of the temple without permission."
Zhaoer and others should all go down.
The old nun had no other words to say and turned sideways to invite Jia Lian and others in.
Jia Lian turned around and helped Daiyu off the horse. Accompanied only by Nanny Wang and Xue Yan, they entered Panxiang Temple.
