In the evening, Princess Pingyang undressed Shen Yuan in Tingsong's residence in the main courtyard of Shen Mansion and was preparing to sleep.
Princess Pingyang: "Jiaojiao injured her leg while riding a horse, so Aru gave her the golden medicine."
Shen Yuan was startled for a moment, then sighed softly: "That little injury is nothing."
"In the end, accepting her into the palace ruined her reputation and damaged her reputation. Even Mei'er is being criticized by others now. I'm really sorry for Brother Han."
Princess Pingyang disagreed: "Fame cannot be eaten as food. If we had not accepted the mother and son into the house back then, I am afraid that they would have been eaten by the white-eyed wolves of the Han family until not even the bones and dregs were left."
"By the way, what are your plans for Mei'er this time?"
Shen Yuan smiled and said, "Haven't you already let go of harsh words?"
Princess Pingyang glared at him: "I'm talking about the Han family."
"As for the Han family," Shen Yuan dusted his sleeves, poured himself a cup of tea, and said slowly, "Let Han Tao handle it on his own. If he needs it, I will come forward."
After all, the child was only seven years old, yet he dared to climb the wall of the dynasty's chief minister's courtyard and risk his own life to seek help from his mother. The grievances of the Han family should be handled by him personally.
In the border town of Mobei, thousands of miles away from Kyoto, the market that opens every ten days is very lively. Han Tao bought a pony at a high price.
When Shen Sheng saw Han Tao walking a pony less than one year old back and forth in the horse farm of the military camp, he couldn't help but be curious: "Why did you buy such a small colt?"
"How is it? Pretty, isn't it?" Han Tao held a piece of weed in his mouth, leaning against the wooden fence, showing off to Shen Sheng.
Shen Sheng looked closely and saw that it was a bloody horse.
Han Tao pursed his lips and blew the whistle, and the pony started running with a "da-da-da" sound, very smart.
"Jiaojiao has always been jealous of the Lu family girl's horse. This time, the fourth brother asked her to have a good horse." Han Tao lazily leaned against the fence of the paddock with a wanton and wild expression, "We can't let her be compared with other girls. .”
"Okay, just spoil her."
Although the Mobei Military Camp is thousands of miles away from Beijing, Han Tao knows everything that happens in Kyoto.
At this time, in Mingshan Academy in Kyoto, Shen Zhuo, Lu Waner and others were sitting in the pavilion in the garden, sharing their food boxes.
Xiao Yushu suddenly took out a silver note from her arms and threw it on the stone table.
Everyone looked at her in confusion.
Xiao Yushu explained: "Well, this is the dividend given by Yuyuan."
Wen Mingyun took the banknote over and looked at it, and said, "Hey, two hundred taels is quite a lot."
"Two hundred taels, what are you using it for?" Meng Qinglian curled her lips, showing no interest.
Two hundred taels of silver is a lot, and even in Kyoto, it is enough for ordinary people to live comfortably for two or three years. It is a small amount, but it is not enough to buy a set of jewelry for everyone here.
"In less than five days, we can make two hundred taels, which is already very good." Zhang Jingyi was delighted, "It means that our script is well written, and it may become popular in the future."
"You don't know that Guo Haotian seems to be ill. He has ordered this play every day recently and asked the troupe to sing it seven or eight times, for fear that everyone will know about it," Xiao Yushu said.
Several people looked at each other, all of them speechless.
Zhang Jingyi lowered her voice mysteriously: "I heard that Wei Qian and Xiao Wei's marriage was ruined."
"real?"
"you sure?"
"Huh? So fast?"
"Tell me quickly."
Several other people came over and surrounded Zhang Jingyi in the center, their eyes shining brightly.
Zhang Jingyi looked proud: "My sister said it herself, how can it be false?"
Meng Qinglian laughed so hard that her branches trembled: "Haha, Wei Qian is going crazy now, isn't she?"
"Wei Qian's brother is coming this autumn hunting." Xiao Yushu glanced at Meng Qinglian and said slowly.
Wei Zijian, Wei Qian's brother, is the crown prince of the Su Kingdom. He has an extraordinary mind and is known as Xiao Zhuge, and he has always protected his shortcomings. If he comes to Kyoto, he must stand up for Wei Qi.
"Who doesn't have a big brother? She is the only one who has a brother?" Meng Qinglian snorted at Xiao Yushu.
Wen Mingyun said calmly: "I will go with my eldest brother to the Huguo Temple to offer incense in the future. I will mention it to him then."
Wen Mingyun's eldest brother Wen Daoyuan is the minister of Dali Temple, and he is also a wise and careful person.
Xiao Yushu also responded calmly: "I am going to Huguo Temple with my sister-in-law tomorrow, and I will ask her to talk to my brother too."
Shen Zhuo frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy. After all, she had never beaten Wei Qi in her previous life, and she had no way of taking precautions.
Lu Waner asked: "Hey, why are you all going to Huguo Temple all of a sudden?"
Zhang Jingyi poked Lu Waner's forehead: "It's almost the Ghost Festival, Waner."
Shen Zhuo was in a daze for a while, and it turned out that it was the Ghost Festival. She should also go to Huguo Temple to burn a stick of incense, both for the Shen family in her previous life and for herself in her previous life.
Huguo Temple is the national temple of the Tiansheng Dynasty and is known as the "No. 1 Temple in the World". The Xuan generation in the temple are all eminent monks, especially Zen Master Xuantian. He studied Buddhism at the age of five and became enlightened at the age of eighteen. He is said to be the person closest to the true Buddha.
In the previous life, Shen Zhuo had knelt down step by step and knelt down three hundred steps before he begged for three peace buttons consecrated by Zen Master Xuantian and gave them to Xiao Yi and his two sworn brothers. Later, all three of them said that since wearing the safety buckle, they had sustained major and minor injuries on the battlefield, but they had never suffered a fatal injury.
In this life, Shen Zhuo wants to ask for one for Shen Sheng and Han Tao. In his previous life, Shen Sheng died on the battlefield while fighting against Nanmiao, while Han Tao died on the battlefield in Mobei.
Zen Master Xuantian doesn't meet people easily. If he wants to be safe, he can wait for the opportunity.
On July 15th, Shen Zhuo found an excuse and sneaked out of the academy.
Ying'er hired a carriage and parked at the back door of Mingshan Academy. After Shen Zhuo got on the carriage, Ying'er asked, "Miss, why are we going to Huguo Temple?"
"Of course I'm going to burn incense and paper and ask for Buddha's protection."
"But...but today is July and a half." Ying'er rubbed the back of her hands and hesitated.
In the middle of July, hundreds of ghosts are rampant. Except for praying for those who have died in the family, most people will not go to temples on this day.
"In the clear sky and white sun, what are you afraid of?" Shen Zhuo looked at Ying'er amusedly, "Besides, even if there are ghosts, they don't dare to run wild in Huguo Temple."
"That's hard to say. There are many ghosts and ghosts in the book who are not afraid of the great monk." Ying'er muttered.
Although Ying'er cried out that she was scared, she still dutifully followed Shen Zhuo along the way, never missing a step.
Shen Zhuo bought incense at the mountain gate. When she reached the underground treasure hall, she asked Ying'er to guard the gate and walked into the hall.
In front of the Buddha, Shen Zhuo lit incense with clean hands, then knelt devoutly in front of the incense burner, holding one column after another above his head, including father's, mother's, eldest brother's, second brother's, sister's... ....Smoke filled the air, and Shen Zhuo couldn't help but burst into tears.
Tears fell drop by drop in front of the incense burner, and were instantly evaporated into steam by the red-hot fire, flying high into the sky along with the sparse smoke.
Shen Zhuo clasped his hands together, knelt in front of the Buddha and prayed devoutly: "All the Shen clan members who died in vain, if you have an afterlife, I hope that you will be happy and smooth in the new life, without disasters and diseases, and live a long life."
"Citizen girl Shen Zhuo is lucky enough to be reincarnated. Today, I make a vow here that I will do my best to reverse fate and save the Shen family from annihilation. I hope that the Buddha will protect me."
