After realizing that Yunxia could no longer be seen, a trace of disappointment flashed in the monk's eyes. He did not answer Jin Qing's words, but bent down to say goodbye to Jin Qing, and then left quickly with the little novice behind him.
Jin Qing got back into the car, looked at Yunxia who was sniffing with red eyes, stretched out her hand to pull up Yunxia's skirt, pinched Yunxia's nose and ordered: "Blow!" Where can I find such a considerate guard like her?
Yunxia's mood has not calmed down yet. After hearing what Jin Qing said, she subconsciously did as Jin Qing said, and her skirt suddenly became wet.
Jin Qing's move shocked Zhaoxia and the nuns around her.
Zhaoxia looked at Yunxia and Jin Qing dumbfounded: Is this still her sister who pays attention to everything?
Grandma protected Princess Zhaoxia tightly and separated Zhaoxia from Jin Qing. She suddenly discovered that Princess Yunxia's guards were mentally ill, and what she did was beyond human ability.
Yunxia sat quietly by the car window, her eyes still drifting outward, and she felt that her mind was in a mess.
All the previous concubines and queens had the habit of keeping their faces in other palaces. This was a tacit secret in the palace.
Therefore, Yunxia saw quite a few beautiful men when she went to the other palace to pay her respects, but she had never met anyone who could make her throb like the monk just now.
She stretched out her hand to hold her heart, feeling her restless heart. Yunxia was a little flustered. She, what was wrong with her!
Jin Qing tilted her head and looked at Yunxia sideways, wondering why this girl looked like spring was coming.
Zhaoxia poked her little head out from behind her grandma and looked at Yunxia worriedly. Since the time of meeting had changed, would her sister's fate also change?
Yunxia was unaware of this, her eyes were still confused, and she couldn't extricate herself for a long time.
Jin Qing looked at Yunxia carefully for a while, and then suddenly reached out and pulled out the largest hairpin on Yunxia's head: "I'll keep it for you!" Not saying anything meant that he agreed.
All she got in response was silence.
Seeing that Yun Xia still didn't respond, Jin Qing simply took another one off her head and shook it off: "Anyway, this girl has a lot of things on her head, so there are two of them."
Seeing that there was a piece of space on Yunxia's bun, Mammy hurriedly hid Zhaoxia more tightly: it was all her fault, and she should have refused to let her princess go out.
She felt something was wrong just now. It was not that Princess Yunxia's guards had a problem, but that both Princess Yunxia and her guards had a problem.
On the other side, the monk who had looked at Princess Yunxia before was now walking quickly towards the river with the four young novices behind him.
The monk was as tall as his legs, one step at a time and two steps away from others, and the four young novices behind him were chasing him and it was miserable.
As they chased each other, they exchanged glances: Uncle Zi Zhi seems to be acting a little abnormally today!
Today's emperor admires Buddhism, today is a dragon boat race, and it is also an annual debate conference.
Eminent monks from ten major temples in Kyoto will give lectures on high platforms by the river, discuss each other's understanding of the scriptures, and promote Buddhism.
Not only temples from various places sent people to participate, but Buddhist believers in the capital also regarded this as a grand event for them.
There were even many believers from other places who came to the capital a few days in advance for fear of missing this grand event.
Although Zi Zhi was young, he had grown up in a temple since he was a child, and he had wisdom. His understanding of Buddhism was even much higher than that of the teachers in the temple.
When he was just twenty years old, he was assigned to be the host of another large temple. In this sutra debate conference, he was also among the top ten eminent monks who lectured on sutras.
Zi Zhi has been very calm since he was a child. He has never walked as fast as today, and he even almost sprained his feet several times.
Several young novices had to suspect that their uncle, the weaver master, seemed to be upset.
Although Zi Zhi is not very old, because the master who adopted him was of a higher seniority, his seniority has also improved a lot.
The young novices who have just entered the temple must respectfully call him "Uncle Master". Even if they are of the same age, they must salute him when they see him on weekdays.
Zi Zhi didn't know that his messy footsteps had revealed his true heart.
At this moment, he just wanted to walk faster so that he could leave the woman's face behind.
It was not a beautiful face, but it just struck a chord with him and made him unforgettable for a long time.
Feeling as if he was trapped in a demonic barrier, Zi Zhi's steps were a little frivolous. He quietly recited the "Great Nirvana Sutra" in his heart, trying to regain his composure.
A young novice monk who was very close to Zi Zhi hurriedly ran to Zi Zhi's side, stretched out his hand and pulled Zi Zhi's monk's robe: "Uncle Master."
Zi Zhi stopped and looked sideways, with a gentle smile on his face: "Jingjue, are you okay?"
The little novice monk known as Jingjue looked at Ziwei with bright eyes: "Uncle Master, why did you look at that woman for so long just now?"
Zi Zhi was stunned by Jing Jue's question. It took him a long time to reach out and touch the little novice's bald head: "I will pay attention to this in the future."
The little monk, who was not so gentle and soothing as the quilt, flattened his lips: It’s over, Uncle Master really has a problem.
Under normal circumstances, his master and uncle would definitely say: "What kind of woman? I have already let go of this poor monk, why do you still care about her?"
Now listening to the meaning of his uncle's words, it is clear that there is something wrong!
Seeing the young novice's depressed mood, Zi Zhi naturally understood what the young novice was thinking.
Reaching out to touch the little novice monk's head again, Zi Zhi took two deep breaths and walked steadily towards the sutra debate platform. That woman was just a passer-by in his life. He might never meet her again in the future. He must forget about that woman. ...
Zi Zhi over there was walking towards the Bible debate platform, but here Jin Qing and the others encountered a new situation.
As soon as Jin Qing got off the carriage, he was blocked by a man.
The man had an elegant appearance and a tall and straight posture. He was looking at Jin Qing in disbelief: "Huiru, are you Huiru? Where did your hair go? Why are there wounds on your face..."
This person is none other than Dai Ziyan.
Dai Ziyan has been having a hard time recently. Something happened to his mother when she went out.
Not only his arms and legs were broken, but his waist was also severely injured. Now he can only lie in bed and rest.
Due to the special injury, he could only lie down flat, so Li Shi deeply understood what it meant to lie half to death from exhaustion.
Sometimes when the pain is severe, Mr. Li will still be unable to hold Shen Yin back.
It was fine during the day, but at night, no servants in the mansion dared to go to Li's house.
I don’t know how Li did it, but one person actually shouted out a room full of ghosts.
Dai Ziyan's brothers and sisters have to take care of Li's illness. If Li's injury is not good, Dai Ziyan's marriage may be affected.
According to the servants accompanying him, the perpetrator was the abbot of Chongfu Temple.
Dai Ziyan originally planned to ask Dai Zimo to lead people up the mountain to settle accounts with the abbot, but he was stopped by Dai Xun and Li. They insisted that it was all Li's fault, so Dai Ziyan must not be spared. Buddhism is pure.
Under the strong opposition of his parents, Dai Ziyan finally gave up the idea.
