Come out of Yihongyuan. The sunset in the west is just gorgeous.
After walking for a while, the night gradually became hazy, and we exited the east corner gate of the Grand View Garden. Brother Rong was a little surprised. He looked back and found that the maid named Xiaohong had not returned to Yihongyuan.
He said casually: "There is a place at the foot of the mountain to the east of the garden that can compete with the sunset at night."
Lin Hongyu also looked back and saw a mountain behind the corner gate. The top of the mountain faces the colorful clouds in the western sky, and the sky is as red as shame, with blue and purple in it. Although the shadow of the Sun Star King is not visible, its afterglow is reflected in the evening clouds.
Under the sunset, the mountain paths are green.
There is a Buddhist temple hidden in the forest at the foot of the mountain. It is brightly lit and the scene contrasts with the colorful clouds in the sky. The nunnery is of extraordinary style, and the flowers and trees blooming under the light and shadow are particularly peaceful.
Lin Hongyu smiled and said: "That's the Cuicui Temple, Miaoyu's residence."
"Which family are you related to?" Brother Rong asked curiously. There was such a person in the Grand View Garden, but he didn't know it.
"Which family she is related to, I don't know. I only know that she is originally from Suzhou, and her ancestors also came from a family of scholars and officials. Because she was sick since she was a child, she bought many substitutes, but they were all useless. In the end, this girl became a Buddhist monk. , I just got better, so I took my hair off to practice. I am nineteen years old this year, and I am named Miaoyu."
The use of substitutes to eliminate evil has been around since ancient times. Dai Shanggong in the Rongguo Mansion had a substitute, Taoist Zhang from Qingxu Temple. But a family that can buy many substitutes must be extremely wealthy.
"How did you move into the garden?"
"Her parents have both passed away long ago, and she has only two old ladies and a little girl to look after her. I heard that she is very fluent in literature and calligraphy, very familiar with classics, and her appearance is very good. I heard that there are Guanyin relics and Beiye relics in the capital of Chang'an. Wen, went to Beijing with her master the year before last. I don’t know the details. I only know that after her master passed away, my wife asked her to write a note to invite her here."
Brother Rong said softly. "He is a poor man."
Lin Hongyu said with a smile: "This Miaoyu is still a strange person. The other Taoist nuns and nuns were all settled in the Jade Emperor Temple and Bodhidharma Temple on the mountain next to her. However, she was invited by her wife to enter the Cuicui Temple and became the mistress of the nunnery. She rarely walks around with her, but Mr. Bao, Sister Bao and Sister Lin can talk to each other for a few words, but they are also separated by her quirks."
"Let's clean up and repair in the nunnery."
"My uncle is right. Her mountain gate has been closed all year round. Except for the ancestors and the second master Bao, outsiders can rarely open it. She has taken good care of the flowers and trees in the mountain, and the second master once expected her to point out the flowers and plants in Yihong courtyard. , so that the courtyard can be refined and elegant and have some Buddhist light."
Brother Rong smiled and said, "I guess she doesn't want to go out."
"My uncle made it right," Lin Hongyu said, "Second Master Bao invited her, but she didn't even move."
Jia Rong nodded slightly, thoughtfully. Just write down the word "Miaoyu" and wait until tomorrow to find out the details.
The second day.
The mistress, whom we have rarely interacted with in recent years, came to visit and stayed in Ningguo Mansion for half a day. Both host and guest were happy.
Brother Rong also put aside his burdens in Jiangnan and wrote another letter to Heishan Village.
Later in the afternoon, Jia Xiao came to the door.
Uncle Rong asked: "Do you know the Muni Courtyard outside the west gate?"
Jia Xiao was puzzled and replied: "What do you want to inquire about?"
"Nothing but a whim. I suddenly want to ask someone for details."
Brother Rong didn't pay much attention at first. He just thought about it for a while and felt that Miaoyu had a special identity. A girl who practices cultivation with her hair still has both her parents dead, why should the Xifu treat her like this? And judging from the maid's words, this girl's temperament is not something that is developed in ordinary families. Furthermore, serious monks, nuns and Taoist priests all have their own details, but it is the monks and nuns who are the most vulnerable to ghosts.
"which one?"
"The hair-haired nun from the Grand View Garden's Cuicui Temple."
"It's her. I once heard from my nephew and daughter-in-law that her ancestral home was in Suzhou, and her ancestors supervised the making of porcelain in Jingdezhen. The porcelain made by her family coincides with the ancient times, and the imitations of the Yongle, Xuande, and Chenghua ware of the previous Ming Dynasty are almost real. Later, someone in the family became the Governor of Water Transport, and occasionally had contact with our Jia and Zhen families. Unfortunately, my uncle died young, and my father, who was in charge of the treasurer's collection, accidentally became pregnant with a porcelain dish. He was sentenced to death, but he was later pardoned. Now the family is in decline, and they are beautiful and beautiful. To collect inheritance, you can only go to Beijing to avoid trouble."
After hearing this, Brother Rong nodded slightly and said with a smile, "I guess I'm too worried."
Jia smiled and said: "Since the uncle's early instructions, all the details of everyone who enters the house are investigated. Male and female slaves who are over twelve years old are subject to strict investigation. Although the cultivator with hair is not a slave, my nephew's daughter-in-law does not dare to be careless. She has already checked It’s clear. In the early years, most of those who entered the mansion after the age of twelve had been sent away with excuses. Nowadays, most of the servants in the two mansions are born in the mansion, or they are maids and servants who entered the mansion at the age of five or six.”
Brother Rong asked curiously: "Is there anyone else who entered the mansion after the age of twelve?"
Jia Xiao said sarcastically: "Uncle is forgetful! The man in the uncle's room..."
"Uh..." Brother Rong coughed, why did he forget about Xiao Que'er. He smiled awkwardly and said: "Your daughter-in-law has done a good job. I will ask Butler Shi to bring some good things to you later. The servants of the two houses have checked thoroughly, and the remaining Qingke husbands in the West House also occasionally keep an eye on her."
Jia smiled and said, "I haven't heard about it yet. I have been diligent in my official duties recently. The few remaining Qing guests in Xifu have no use for them, so they have been packed away."
"Going to Jiayu Village?"
"What's the matter? There were a few people who went to Jiayu Village, but rumors spread that Yucun was more stingy than Mr. Zheng. Now those who voted for the disciples and those who returned to their hometowns have all dispersed. .”
Brother Rong smiled disapprovingly and said, "That's it for today. You go find Butler Shi to get the money."
After sending Jia Xiao away, Brother Rong walked out of the hall, turned back to the backyard and saw a man walking in the alley.
Behind her was a maid named Suyun.
Brother Rong stood at the corner, guessing that she must have just come out of Youshi's courtyard. Then I saw her walking in front of Keqing's courtyard, as if she had deliberately slowed down her pace.
She was wandering, wandering in the long, long and lonely alley.
However, this was early summer when there was no rain, otherwise it would have been more suitable for the atmosphere to hold an oil-paper umbrella for her.
Jia Rong saw her passing through the hallway outside Keqing Courtyard and suddenly stopped.
She turned her head.
He glanced into the hallway of Keqingyuan.
Brother Rong could hear the maid's voice in the hall: "Our grandma is going to Yixia Pavilion today."
She asked: "Brother Rong?"
The maid replied: "Jia Xiao from Houjie came here earlier to ask for an audience. I think I will be back soon."
Brother Rong looked at her from a distance and nodded, then moved forward with sorrow and resentment.
Jia Rong was about to say hello when he saw her leading Suyun to a sudden stop, turned around and walked back towards Youshi's courtyard in the east.
After being so frightened that Brother Rong shrank into the corner, he couldn't help but wonder, what is she going to do today?
I feel ridiculous again, why should I hide?
Jia Rong shook her head slightly, pulled her clothes neatly, coughed twice and stepped out of the corner. I saw a woman coming towards me who was full of sorrow and sorrow, as sad as a lilac.
Jia Rong saw that when the woman saw him for the first time, she smiled as fragrant as lilac.
A fleeting smile.
When she went to take a look again, she had already blushed and turned around quickly, leaving behind a voluptuous curve on her back.
In the deep alley, two curved lines twist and turn, light and delicate. The small width is not overly ostentatious, nor is it particularly restrained. He held the silk in his hand, and his waving movements were gentle and gentle.
It's not quite like Li Wan's usual temperament. Although he is still conservative and disciplined, he betrays a little hidden youthful desire in his heart.
Brother Rong coughed twice, but Li Wan didn't turn around.
Isn't she looking for me?
