¡°Well, I won¡¯t spare her the next time I meet her.¡± Sikong Ji nodded.
Since Sikong Ji had analyzed Mrs. Yin, they did not deliberately pursue her. Compared with Mrs. Yin, their side of the matter was more important.
Ming Ruoxie was definitely going to find out what was going on at Dalai Temple.
The person who asked Nian Ai to deliver the letter should contact the Xiao family of Dazhen. Xiao Yun might still be alive. Ming Ruoxie also wanted to find out about this matter.
If it were herself, she wouldn't actually care much about Xiao Yun, because she didn't have much emotion. However, King Lian was very affectionate towards Xiao Yun, and Ming Ruoxie felt that even if it was for him, she would have to give up this matter. Get to the bottom of things.
"Her father, such an incredibly beautiful man, was so single-minded and infatuated that Ming Ruoxie already believed that he might never take another wife or concubine in this life.
At the age when a man is just a flower, it would be too tragic to die alone like this. If she hadn't heard the news that Xiao Yun might still be alive, she wouldn't have thought about intervening in King Lian's lifelong affairs. After all, it was him. Your own choice. But now that she has heard the news related to Xiao Yun, she must investigate.
What if Xiao Yun is really a good person and still has feelings for King Lian?
What if they can have a new relationship?
She doesn¡¯t have to worry about her father having no one to accompany him when he gets old.
Having seen the ruins of Fuyun Temple, I was a little shocked when I saw Dalai Temple.
After getting off the carriage and looking at the majestic temple in front of him, Ming Ruoxie subconsciously looked at Master Ciyuan and the other monks.
"Tsk, tsk, masters of the Huguo Temple," she said the word "Guoguo" with a strong expression, but her expression was full of teasing, "Look at this temple, do you feel extremely envious?"
¡°After all, they are all at the Huguo Temple. Anyone with such a name must be an official, right?
But the two Huguo temples she had seen in Lan State and Dazhen were not as majestic as the Dalai Temple!
If it weren¡¯t for the Buddhist aura surrounding the eaves and walls, she would have thought it was another palace.
Dali Temple is incredible.
"Amitabha."
Including Master Ciyuan, all the monks clasped their palms together and shouted. The look they looked at Ming Ruoxie was a little complicated. What did the donor say? They are already monks, so they can't help but feel envious when they see other people's temples being more majestic.
"There are many temples in the world, and the Buddha in the West is all the same. We all worship the same Buddha, and it makes no difference what kind of temple we practice in." Master Ciyuan said.
Xiao Jin, who was held by Ming Ruoxie, said: "Meow, meow, meow."
It makes sense.
"Let's go and see if the eminent monks in such a majestic Dalai Temple have the same idea as you." Ming Ruoxie held Xiao Jin and walked up the steps in front of the temple.
Turning from the official road to this road, the carriage can't go up any further when it reaches the platform on the halfway slope. If you want to enter the temple to worship Buddha, you have to walk up the long stone steps in front of the temple gate.
The stone steps are spread out, and each step is three to four meters long. At first glance, there are nearly a hundred steps in total. If you are not in good physical condition, you may not be able to climb up these hundreds of steps.
However, this half-slope platform is quite large, with a shed built on one side. The pilgrims' carriages will be tied here, and there are people on the side who help feed the horses and look after the carriages.
There is a tea shed on the other side. Outside the tea shed, others are using the roof of the tea shed to set up small stalls in a row. Some are selling incense and candles, and some are selling small ornaments that are said to have been opened in the temple. There are also some gadgets.
In one corner, there were porters sitting enjoying the cool air and chatting. As soon as they saw someone coming, they immediately came over to solicit business. Two or three of them squeezed in next to Ming Ruoxie first.
Although Ming Ruoxie is now wearing a simple moon-white dress, and even the belt and piping are only light blue, she is very pretty in her filial piety. When they see her, the eyes of the people around them light up.
"Miss, the steps are too high. It will be very tiring for you to climb up by yourself. We have a bamboo sedan over there that can take you up. It only costs twenty coins for a trip."
Ming Ruoxie was startled for a moment. She didn't pay attention to these people just now, but now that they appeared, she took another look at the high steps and understood a little bit.
Where there is demand, there is a market.
There must be many rich and noble people who come to pay incense at the Dalai Temple, especially the ladies in the inner house. They are usually very delicate. It must be fatal to climb so many hundred steps.
At this time, there are bearers.
With twenty coins, you can sit on the sedan chair and wander around without having to work hard to get up.Climbing, there must be many people willing to go.
"No."
Although there are nearly a hundred steps, they are actually very gentle and not steep. The hundred steps are not a problem at all for Ming Ruoxie.
Sikongji was a few steps behind her, and at this time, he was already being entangled.
"Sir, you are a scholar. It must be hard to read and write on weekdays. Don't do things like climbing steps. Many scholars come here and want to show off their strength. They feel dizzy and weak even before climbing halfway, making it impossible to row."
"Several distinguished persons can sit on our sedan chair. We have four sedan chairs in total, shall we?"
When Ming Ruoxie heard them saying that Sikong Ji was a scholar, he couldn't help but burst into laughter. Just as he was about to speak, a carriage drove up here. The carriage just stopped, but the people in the carriage hadn't gotten off yet. The voice came out first.
"We want all four sedans, and we are not allowed to carry them."
This was a rather unruly voice, and it sounded like that of a girl.
Then, a hand suddenly opened the car curtain. Sure enough, a girl leaned out and looked over. Before she could see clearly, she shouted again, "Did you hear that? Don't lift those poor people." .¡±
After saying that, she lowered the car curtain and her voice sounded from inside, "Grandma, let me help you get out of the car."
The bearers looked at each other in confusion. They didn't react for a while, but now they reacted and looked at Sikong Ji and Ming Ruoxie at the same time, and asked quietly: "Miss, Master, do you want to sit in the sedan? If you want to sit down, we will lift you up first."
This kind of thing is not uncommon. They only have four soft sedans here. Sometimes there are more people coming and there are more than four people who want to sit in the sedans. Some people have to wait here first.
Ming Ruoxie looked at Master Ciyuan, "Old monk, do you want to sit down?"
Master Ciyuan was just about to reply that he didn¡¯t want to sit down, so he just walked up. However, Ming Ruoxie didn¡¯t wait for his answer and quickly answered, ¡°Okay, you sit down.¡±
Master Ciyuan:. . . .
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