Suzhou has moved south from the economy of the Song Dynasty. It has always been suitable for the soil and climate, and people are rich in resources. From the east bank to the west bank, it is from Wujiang to Yixing. The west bank of Taihu Lake is full of temples and incense is prosperous. Whether it is Sakyamuni or the Sanqing Daozun, there is a Xuan Tomb Mountain, located in the southwest of Guangfu Town.

In the Red Chamber, Miaoyu practiced in Panxiang Temple, Xuan Tomb. This Xuan Tomb Mountain is indeed named after it has existed in the Jin Dynasty. It was named after Yu Taixuan, the governor of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

In the second year of Hongde, there was a clear and clear summer weather. In the beautiful weather, two old men dressed in the townships, dressed in the grand gentry, dressed in brocade clothes and dressed in the summer and brightly dressed in the summer and were surrounded by servants. Outsiders were unable to get close to the front. One of the inside was the Yangzhou salt merchant who had a festival with Jia Cong many years ago. These merchants were both businessmen and scholars, and had close contact with the Jiangnan gentry group.

"It is said that there is a beautiful and elegant sister in Panxiang Temple in Xuanmeng Mountain who is proficient in the Dharma of Buddhism. Brother Qi, if you don't see him, you will be in vain." Let him say fire.

The rich businessman and the official are sometimes beautiful, and they don’t feel anything insulting to be gentle. They laughed and said, “No matter how beautiful the women in Suzhou are, can they be compared to the Yangzhou thin horses specially trained?”

"This is a bad word. Everyone has their own character. Yangzhou thin horse is used to observing words and expressions in the romantic and romantic field. Beautiful ones will be beautiful and will be boring after a long time. However, this kind of long-term practice, the female nun who did not welcome the sent-on will not be said to be innate and beautiful. The acquired hard practice and comprehending people do not cater to the world, and has a unique charm, closer to Taoism and nature, which is incomparable to people in fireworks."

Let Qihuo shake his head, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Besides, I heard that Prince Zhongshun has rarely seen a considerate person by his side over the years. We who have been blessed for many years should care about one or two, right?"

Qi Wendao thought about it and agreed. It is logical that he was the first to be the king of Yongle Hanlin. He was not the one from Prince Zhongshun. However, when he was thinking about the death of his beloved son Qi Shixuan, the old age of the Panxiang Temple and the Jia family, he thought of the lightning and agreed. He immediately stood up from the pavilion, climbed up the stone steps, and went outside the moon gate of the temple. Several cold plum trees had withered, but the branches and trunks still remained.

Two people who lived in wealthy houses have been staggering at this point, their throats are dry and their servants knock on the door. When the temples are sweeping, the nuns who swept the temples are full of people, they dare not refuse. In fact, the moss is everywhere here. Panxiang Temple is not outstanding among the temples of Xuantu Mountain, and there is very little incense. When Miaoyu rented Panxiang Temple, she belonged to her. She was originally free to move here, but when several nuns who swept the temples, they did not dare to offend the local wealthy people, or they could not stop them.

When we arrived at the second entrance, it was already the main hall. Miaoyu was knocking on wooden fish and chanting scriptures. She didn't know who to ask someone to protect her. She swept her sister-in-law replied: "The two rich people brought a group of servants, claiming to see the master's courtyard, but they couldn't stop him, so they welcomed him in."

The sound of wooden fish was still there, and Miaoyu did not stop the spell in her mouth, turning a blind eye to her ears.

The sister-in-law was helpless and had to take two porcelain bowls casually and serve them with water from the teapot. Fortunately, Qi Wendao let the fire be no longer a gangster, and pretended to worship the Buddha statue, and immediately sat cross-legged in the lower futon, which was very polite and lawful.

Let the fire not hear anything, Qi Wendao listened in a lingering ear, his eyes lit up, and he whispered: "Brother Ren, she is reciting the "Avalokitesvara Sutra of the Lotus Sutra". Those who recite this sutra must be sincere, otherwise it will not work. No wonder they don't receive us in time... I don't know who this sutra is for?"

But I heard the vague, existence and non-existence in Miaoyu's mouth, and the intermittent mantra was: "If an evil beast surrounds, sharp teeth and claws are terrifying. If you recite the power of Guanyin, you will go away in boundless directions... All beings are trapped, with infinite sufferings all over the body, and Guanyin's wonderful wisdom can save the suffering in the world..."

This mantra was very long, and he could not answer the answer without seeing the answer from Ren Qihuo. Qi Wendao turned to look at him. When he saw Ren Qihuo walking around Miaoyu's whole body, his eyes were not turning around, and he was amazed, but he couldn't hear what he said just now.

Look at Miaoyu again. After ten years of her life, she has had skin friendship with Jia Cong several times, and her charm is naturally mature and charming. In addition, there are boudoirs and fireworks, two kinds of arrogant and coldness that women don’t often have, which is very easy to give people a sense of conquest. She has long hair hanging down and is wearing a paddy dress, and her appearance looks even more like a Taoist.

"Look, I've called it." Let Qihuo's eyes be difficult to change: "I just asked my sister-in-law that Miaoyu was from a declining official family. Isn't it taller and more wonderful than Liu Caiwei's?"

Let Qihuo feel a pity. How could businessmen usually taste the daughters of such officials? Even if they spend a lot of money in Qinhuai, Yangzhou, the top players look down on businessmen at will, and Miaoyu seems to have no support. This kind of wealth and beauty made him feel a pity for giving away people. His eyes floated over and said to himself: "I'll be happy after I finish playing first."

"I don't think so. Before Miaoyu entered Beijing, I heard about Panxiang Temple in Xuanmeng Mountain, which was unwilling to power. Later, Gusu reported that she and Jia Cong seemed to have any intersection..." Qi Wendao hesitated.

"Jia Cong..." Ren Qihuo said, his expression was hated and afraid, and suddenly sneered: "That's okay. I just said that I was helping the prince find people. Jia Cong has been going to sea for a year or two, and he has never heard of the news. No matter whether he succeeds or fails, he can compare with the prince? Even if he is a prince, he will be shorter when he sees the prince? In the end, this sister-in-law and Jia Cong have no status, right?"

"Well, it's not a bad idea to say that. You can take the lead and I'll help you fix the joints." Qi Wendao sat upright. After all, he had been in the Hanlin Academy and just wanted to use some secret means to prevent accidents.

While talking in a low voice, Miaoyu finished reciting the "Lotus Sutra of the Avalokitesvara Sutra" and looked sideways. She saw two old men walking in high spirits, sitting upright, trampling on her ground and polluting her room. She disliked and disgusted her, rolled her eyes and didn't like them.

"I heard that Master Miaoyu is proficient in Buddhism. Here I have the true version of Kumarajiva, which was passed down from the Hexi Corridor during the old dynasty." Let him be sure to win: "Kumarjiva's Buddhism is superb, Sanskrit and Chinese translations are also wonderful. The mind and the theory of color and emptiness in the Buddhist scriptures were all translated by him during the Jin and Southern and Northern Dynasties. After his death, his tongue did not melt and his relics were strong. This true version will definitely be able to comprehend the true meaning of Buddhism."

An ancient book came out from his sleeve, the cover paper was very old, Miaoyu's face indeed slowed down a little, she thought about it and then reluctantly gave up her love, and said coldly: "The two Tan Yue are rash. Although Pomni is in Buddhism, she may not be the Buddhist scriptures, please stop."

Let Qihuo hum and smile and said, "Please think twice. We are just asking the monk to come in and recite mantras, make talismans, burn incense and pray, and ask for blessings. But we have never found a profound Taoist practice. There are definitely a lot of incense. If there is really a wonderful thing, if we go to and from the homes of high-ranking officials, are we still afraid of not having a treasure pot?"

With a slight sound, she didn't notice that the scriptures in her hand fell on the newly washed bluestone steps, and the yellowed bamboo paper pages were stuck to the water stains.

Miaoyu's paddy field clothes and belt naturally brushed gently, and the sunset shone on the corner of the wall. The man, like her, was more mature.
Chapter completed!