my wife is queen

Chapter 100 Hongluo Temple

She stopped in front of Li Mian, bent down to support the pheasant slave next to her, and said out of breath: "Princess wants to calculate the horoscope, Hongqiao asked the servant to tell the uncle, give her the horoscope first, Hongqiao wants Let’s go to Hongluo Temple first.”

A good deal?

Li Mian couldn't help laughing, it seemed that the relationship between the two was one step closer.

The pheasant slave smiled and rolled his eyes, he was much happier than eating the Tangqi loquat. The last time it was Na Cai, this time he was asking for his name.

It seems that the princess and uncle will consummate their marriage soon.

The pheasant slave's little face suddenly turned red, and she suddenly remembered one thing, she was the servant girl who was kissed by the princess.

After the princess and uncle consummate their marriage, doesn't she just want to...

Yeah, shame on me.

On the way back, Li Mian glanced at the pheasant next to him strangely, and saw that she was always lowering her head with double rings, her face was red hot, and she followed behind without saying a word.

In normal times, when she learned that the princess and the aunt had a good fortune, she would have cheered and chirped.

Why did you behave uncharacteristically today and didn't say a word.

It's not like the cute little pheasant slave at all, it's really a little abnormal.

Li Mian came to the door of the mansion, stopped me, and waited for the porter to open the door.

The pheasant slave lowered his head and stared at the toes of the silk embroidered shoes. He didn't see the uncle in front of him suddenly stopped.

"ah."

The pheasant slave bumped into Li Mian's body suddenly, rubbed the double-ringed bun's head, and let out a cry of pain.

Li Mian didn't know what the pheasant slave was thinking, seeing her cute look, he stretched out his hand to pinch the pheasant slave's face, and went back to rest.

In the early morning of the next day, Li Mian and others were dressed neatly under the service of the pheasant slaves, and left the East Wing to go to Hongluo Temple.

Hongqiao originally prepared a sedan chair for Li Mian, but my uncle didn't like to ride in a sedan chair, so he replaced the sedan chair with a carriage.

Li Mian was sitting in the carriage, and in the large carriage, there were two beautiful maidservants kneeling on one left and one right.

There was a food basket in front of the pheasant slave, full of Tangqi loquats, the outside was bright yellow, and the flesh was full.

Next to her is a blue kiln-shaped high-footed bowl, which is a little taller than ordinary algae trays, and it is more convenient for Li Mian to get the peeled Tangqi loquats.

Although it is not necessary for Li Mian to take it with his own hands, lest his hands be stained with the juice of Tangqi loquats, he has to wash them again.

The pheasant slave thoughtfully prepared Gao Zuwan, but Li Mian didn't need to take it. As a maid, she had to consider all the details thoughtfully.

The pheasant slave swallowed, peeled the Tangqi loquat, picked it up with her white and tender hand, and fed it to Li Mian's mouth.

Smelling the smell of Tangqi loquat, she almost died of hunger, and she didn't take the initiative to say a word about wanting to eat Tangqi loquat.

My uncle gave it to me before I could eat it.

If you don't give it, you must never take the initiative to ask for it.

Hongqiao changed her clothes again, since she was going to Hongluo Temple to seek marriage, she specially wore a red satin blouse for a good omen, and hoped that the horoscopes of the uncle and the princess would be a good match.

It would only be a good match, she thought about everything for my uncle, and she already went to Hongluo Temple in advance yesterday.

She gave a sum of incense money in advance, and the Zhike monk of Hongluo Temple should know what to say.

Hongqiao had been reading for a while, and his mouth was a little dry. He picked up the tea next to him to moisten his throat, and continued to read "Mengxi Bi Tan" to his uncle.

Li Mian was reclining on the soft couch of the carriage, the pheasant slave was feeding the Tangqi loquat, and Hong Qiao was reading to him beside him.

Satisfied, this is the leisurely life a son-in-law should live.

He opened his eyes from time to time, looking at Qin Liangyu who was driving through the bamboo curtain of the carriage.

At his request, Qin Liangyu replaced the blue cloth shirt and trousers with red silk trousers, which set off her slender jade legs to be sleek and graceful.

Li Mian opened his eyes from time to time, admiring Qin Liangyu's round and slender legs, and his days became more carefree.

The carriage traveled unhurriedly, but it didn't take long to arrive at Hongluo Temple.

As a temple with a lot of incense in the capital, many pilgrims, like Li Mian, woke up early and came to Hongluo Temple to burn incense.

The carriage that Li Mian was riding in stopped in front of the stone archway with three rooms and four pillars.

Li Mian got off the carriage and saw Hongluo Temple, a thousand-year-old ancient temple in the capital.

Hongluo Temple is located in the green ancient pine forest of thousands of acres, backed by Hongluo Mountain, and Hongluo Lake in the south.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, the scenery is pleasant.

It was still early, and many pilgrims had already appeared in front of the stone archway of Hongluo Temple.

All the devout men and women who got up early in the morning and came to burn incense and worship Buddha were mostly family members of officials and gentry in silk and satin.

Li Mian looked at the prosperous Hongluo Temple, and thought of the Jing'an Temple where he lived in the past: "If the old monk surnamed Fang sees such a scene in Jing'an Temple, he will wake up laughing from a dream for several days."

Hongqiao covered her lips and smiled lightly, knowing who the old monk my uncle made fun of was the abbot Fang of Jing'an Temple, a very different old monk.

Hongqiao walked to Li Mian's side, pointed to the mountain road where there were not too many people, and said, "My lord, let's go up quickly, we can squeeze in while there are not many people, and we won't be able to squeeze in any later." .”

Li Mian nodded, and walked towards Hongluo Temple, admiring the scenery along the way.

It is indeed a thousand-year-old temple, and the scenery is really good.

A group of people entered the mountain gate, instead of going directly to burn incense in the main hall, they walked along the corridor next to it to a side hall.

A middle-aged monk was sitting at the entrance of the side hall, surrounded by many pilgrims, and was answering the confusion of the pilgrims.

This middle-aged monk is a Zhike monk in Hongluo Temple. His status is not low, and he is the master of the presiding officer.

When he saw Hongqiao approaching, he knew it was a distinguished guest, so he chanted the Buddha's name and apologized, got up and walked into the side hall.

Under the watchful eyes of many pilgrims, Li Mian followed closely and walked into the side hall together.

The Zhike monk called a young novice monk, served a cup of tea, and folded his hands together: "If the poor monk guessed correctly, Tan Yue should come here this time to seek marriage, and ask Tan Yue to show the horoscopes of both parties."

If an ordinary person heard this, he would definitely think that the Zhike monk in front of him was an eminent monk, and he could see his purpose of coming here at a glance.

Li Mian didn't take it seriously because he already knew that Hongqiao had visited yesterday.

It should be that Hongqiao informed the Zhike monk in advance that he would come to count the marriage today.

The next words of Zhike Monk really confirmed Li Mian's thoughts: "The great fortune flows in threes and sixes, Hongluan has joy in heaven, and Tanyue is a good marriage. The horoscopes of these two people are simply a match made in heaven."

Li Mian smiled, it seems that Hongqiao came here yesterday, not just for a simple visit, it should be a lot of incense money.

I came here today to ask for auspicious words. Whether it is him or Princess Changping, it is always a happy thing to hear these words from the Zhike monk of Hongluo Temple.

In the anticipation of the Zhigu monk, Li Mian really heard the words he wanted to hear: "Hongqiao, watch and appreciate."

(End of this chapter)