Chapter 78

"That's not necessarily true. I just heard that old lady said that she wants to find a relationship with her." Gu Molian, a girl in a green skirt who was walking with them, said.

Xiao Ya'er sneered, "You know, Mo Lian, that the Anyang Hou Mansion is no longer the Anyang Hou Mansion of the past. Even if the old matriarch wants to go through the back door, someone must open it for her. Even if someone opens the back door, the Anyang Marquis Mansion is obviously not qualified."

Speaking of the decline of the Anyang Hou Mansion, Gu Molian fell silent, thinking of her elder brother, Wei Yihan of the Anyang Hou Mansion had a marriage contract with her eldest brother, and given the current situation of the Anyang Hou Mansion in the capital, Wei Yihan was not worthy of her brother .

Seeing her silence, Xiao Ya'er's eyes flashed a smugness. She just mentioned the situation of Anyang Hou Mansion on purpose just to make Mo Lian think about the marriage contract. Wei Yihan wasn't good enough back then, let alone now.

For a person as glorious as brother Xuan, only sister can match him.

"Okay, don't talk about this, don't we still have to pray? Let's go." Gu Molian was depressed for a moment, and forced to adjust.

It was an accident to meet the Wei family on the road. The three of them came to Huguo Temple to pray for blessings. I heard that praying for marriage in Huguo Temple is very effective.
Speaking of praying, Xiao Ya'er's eyes flashed a shyness, "Let's go, it won't work if it's too late."

Many people came to Huguo Temple to offer incense and pray today, not only because Huguo Temple is the largest temple in Chu State, but also because there is a temple fair today, the foot of the mountain is very lively, and there are many people going up the mountain.

At this time, the old matriarch had already brought Wei Zhao into the Huguo Temple.

After offering incense, the old lady patted Wei Zhao's hand, "The temple is lively today and the scenery is not bad. Go and play. Grandma will ask Xiaotao to find you when you leave."

Xiaotao is the little maid by the old matriarch's side. The old matriarch wants to pray for blessings and fulfill her vows. She is worried that Wei Zhao will feel bored if she stays with her all the time.

Wei Zhao glanced at the back of the Huguo Temple and nodded in agreement.

"Miss, there is a marriage tree in the Huguo Temple. I heard it is very effective, especially on the day of the temple fair. I will take you to see it?" Qiuying grew up in the Anyang Marquis Mansion, and she used to be with the old majesty with Xiaotao. , the old lady believes in Buddhism, and they have followed many times, so they are naturally familiar with this place.

"Marriage?" Wei Zhao smiled lightly, and instead of going in the direction Qiu Ying pointed, he went to the meditation room behind.

Qiu Ying hurriedly followed, not understanding the meaning of Miss's smile just now.

The courtyard where the meditation room of Huguo Temple is located is quiet and quiet. There is a small stream flowing in the courtyard, and a purple bamboo forest is planted beside the stream.

Accompanied by the sound of gurgling water, Wei Zhao entered the largest Zen room, while Qiu Ying waited outside.

The Zen room is simple yet elegantly furnished. The monks in yellow cassocks are meditating and chanting scriptures. Buddha incense is burning in the room, white smoke rises, and the room is full of silence.

Wei Zhao sat down by the window without making a sound.

The location of this meditation room is relatively high. From the window, you can see a corner of the Huguo Temple and a corner of the back mountain. There are people walking around in the Mingming Temple and people playing in the back mountain, but Wei Zhao feels that all these are like A quiet painting reminded her of when she was in Qingwu Mountain, there were a few humble houses and a Buddhist hall, and she was relaxed and contented.

After a while, the monk finished his meditation and opened his eyes. They were eyes full of insight and wisdom, as if they could see through the world, but at the same time they were very calm. He was Qing Ming, the presiding abbot of the Huguo Temple, and the younger brother of Master Qingdeng.

(End of this chapter)

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