Ye Jintang sat on the carriage and quickly left the city.
"It would be great if I could ride a horse. Riding a horse is much faster than riding a carriage."
Looking out the car window, Ye Jintang was very envious as several women in riding attire flashed past.
"Girl, do you want to learn to ride a horse?"
Liuli sat in the carriage and never dared to look outside the carriage.
Since returning to the capital, she has been escaping intentionally or unintentionally, not wanting to come into contact with anyone or anything in the capital.
At this moment, Ye Jintang looked out of the carriage with an envious look on her face. She couldn't help but look out, but it didn't matter. The pecans she was holding fell to the ground.
"What's wrong with Liuli? Do you know those women who passed by just now?"
"Well, judging by their clothes, they should be medical ladies from the palace."
Liuli didn't want to say more and immediately changed the subject, but Ye Jintang kept Liuli's thoughts in mind.
When Ye Jintang bought Liuli, she only knew that she was the daughter of a guilty minister, and she didn't check anything else.
It seemed that she had better check it out. Liuli couldn't keep herself trapped in the house for the rest of her life. She was still very young and had a long way to go.
"Liu Li, have you brought your medicine kit?"
"I've brought it with me. I've brought all the medicine I made recently. If Grandma Lou and He Xiang dare to do anything treacherous, I will definitely make them look good."
"Well, being soft to the enemy is being cruel to oneself. If we want to have a better time at White Horse Temple, we must keep the two of them in check."
There was a charcoal stove on Ye Jintang's carriage and he walked all the way to Baima Temple. It was not cold at all in the carriage.
They also prepared a lot of food, including various snacks and preserves. They had food, drinks, and warmth. Ye Jintang was so comfortable that she almost fell asleep.
Ye Jintang felt comfortable but he didn't want Grandma Lou and He Xiang to feel comfortable. There was nothing on the carriage for them.
"Stop the car, I want to enjoy the view."
Ye Jintang stopped the carriage next to a river with just one word.
Two-thirds of the river was frozen, and there was only a half-meter-wide stream in the middle. Only dry branches and leaves and withered grass remained in the woods on both sides of the river.
To be honest, this kind of scenery is really nothing interesting.
"Miss Six, the weather is cold. We'd better rush to the White Horse Temple early to avoid freezing the girl."
Seeing Ye Jintang's carriage stop, Grandma Lou quickly stepped forward to urge her to continue on her way.
Along the way, Grandma Lou and He Xiang were shivering from the cold in the carriage. They wished they could fly to White Horse Temple immediately and find a dormitory to warm themselves by the fire.
"Don't worry, I haven't come out to get some air for a long time, so I just took this opportunity to take a look at the scenery outside."
Aunt Lou scolded Ye Jintang in her heart. There was nothing to see in such a desolate scenery.
Ye Jintang, as the master, had already spoken like this, and even if she was reluctant, she could only endure it.
"Girl, do you think they will get sick from the cold if we park on the roadside for two hours?"
"That's the best. They won't have the energy to cause trouble for us."
Ye Jintang thought with his toes and knew what Mrs. Ye's intention was in letting the two come over.
If the two of them could be made sick as soon as they arrived, she would have less worries.
The charcoal stove on the carriage was burning brightly, and Ye Jintang was not cold at all inside. Half an hour later, Grandma Lou couldn't bear the cold, so she came to persuade Ye Jintang again.
"Momma Lou, my girl just fell asleep. If I leave now, I might wake her up. Please wait a moment, Mammy."
Grandma Lou opened the curtain of the carriage, took a look at the charcoal stove that was burning brightly, gritted her teeth and said, "Don't be so delicate. The whole way to the White Horse Temple is an official road, and it will not affect the six girls' sleep."
"Mommy, it's better to wait a moment. My girl is fragile. If she gets frightened, she may not be able to pray for the old lady."
When Liuli said this, Grandma Lou immediately shut up.
If Ye Jintang really doesn't go to White Horse Temple, then she may be skinned by the old lady.
There was no choice but for Grandma Lou to endure it and wait silently for Ye Jintang to wake up before going on her way.
Being delayed by Ye Jintang on the way, by the time they arrived at White Horse Temple, it was already past lunch time.
Grandma Lou and He Xiang had been frozen all morning and had no lunch. They wanted to eat Ye Jintang alive.
"Mommy, are you going to let Miss Six torment us like this?"
Hexiang Jelly's lips were a little purple. She sat next to the fire pot and roasted for a while. This time she was a little better. When she first came to Baima Temple, she couldn't speak well.
"Just wait and see, the old lady can teach me a lot of tricks to deal with the sixth girl, and I will make sure that she is docile and docile."
Grandma Lou rubbed her hands with a vicious look on her face. She had been doing well in Danyang Hou Mansion. All the maids and women under her were afraid of her, so they only came to Ye Jintang. She didn't know what went wrong. She had always been unlucky. .
White Horse Temple is very large, and there is a large area of dormitories in the backyard specially for pilgrims. Ye Jintang lives in the main room, and Grandma Lou and Hexiang live in the side room.
Not long after they settled in, the sky gradually became cloudy, and light snow began to fall in the evening.
Aunt Lou took the scriptures, pen, ink, paper and inkstone and came to look for Ye Jintang.
"Miss Six, the old lady said that black silk pens are too cheap, so she asked Miss Six to use good pen and ink to copy the scriptures."
"Please also ask the girl to follow the old slave to the east wing. The old slave has already prepared a futon and a small table for the girl."
Ye Jintang, who was drinking red date and ginger tea to warm up in the house, was very suspicious.
"Why do you still need to go to the east wing to copy scriptures? Can't I copy in this room?"
"Back to the girl, the old lady said that as a sign of piety, she asked the girl to kneel in front of the Buddha and copy the scriptures."
Ye Jintang's hand holding the tea cup froze in mid-air.
What an old witch, she can really think of tricks to torment people.
Kneeling in front of the Buddha and copying scriptures, let’s not worry about whether my hands will become useless. It’s so cold in winter that I don’t even want to have a pair of legs.
These tricks are really cruel.
Since she likes to play with her vagina, let her bask in the sun.
"I'll go to the east wing and take a look."
Ye Jintang stood up, put on a thick cloak, and came to the east wing.
Everything placed in the White Horse Temple is very simple.
There is almost nothing in the east wing except for the statue of Buddha. The whole room is like an ice cellar.
You don't have to kneel here for long, as your legs will be useless in just an hour.
"Auntie Lou, the light here is so dark that it's impossible to copy the scriptures. You can't just write one word on a page."
"Give me the pen, ink, paper and inkstone first. Tomorrow morning, when the sky clears and the sun comes out, I will kneel in front of the Buddha and copy the scriptures."
Grandma Lou took a look inside the wing. Only two candles were lit, and it was indeed a bit dark.
"It's because the old slave was not well prepared. Tomorrow, the old slave will buy more candles. In this way, the girl can also copy more scriptures for the old lady every day."
What she meant was that she would also let Ye Jintang copy scriptures not only during the day but also at night.
Ye Jintang sneered inwardly and did not answer what Grandma Lou said.
He was playing tricks with her and didn't even consider how much he weighed.
