The Woman Behind Kangxi: The Biography of Virtuous Concubine

Chapter 12
Ningde entered the Qingjing Nunnery first, and introduced to Xuan Ye as he walked: "Qingjing Nunnery is an ancient temple with a long history. It was built in the last years of the daimyo, the Chongzhen era. It is about hundreds of years ago. It is passed down in the same line as the Guanyin Temple in Yangzhou."

As I was talking, I saw a seven or eight-year-old nun running up with a smile: "Sister Ningde, sister Ningde, you are back!" She threw herself into Ningde's arms, Ningde hugged her with a smile, and kissed her affectionately. Patted her on the shoulder: "Huijing, go and tell the teacher, I'm back and tell her not to worry, I will accompany a few guests to visit the Qingjing Nunnery first, and then I will see her later, I have already copied the Shurangama Sutra." Just put it in the attic in the front hall, and you can take it there for me, okay? My sister brought you brown sugar, and I will come to my sister later, let's eat together!"

Huijing raised her head after being pregnant with her for a while, opened her big bright eyes and nodded happily, looked at Xuan Ye curiously, and ran away quickly.

Ning De straightened up and looked at Hui Jing's back and said sadly: "She lost her parents since she was a child, and the master took pity on her and took her back to the nunnery, but most of the nuns in the nunnery often accompany the ancient Buddha with blue lights, their hearts are like still water, Hui Jing At a young age, she loves to play and make trouble. It's a pity that there is no one here to play around with her. Since I came here, I have been pestering me to play with her every day. You ask me, just like this, I am so angry that I was teased. Not angry? But look at her, and think about the poor people in the world, how can you get angry? Your fate and mine are already good. After all, we have food and clothing, no worries about food and clothing, and family and friends. Go and fight for that kind of work!"

Xuan Ye nodded silently, but his respect for Ning De increased even more.It's just that the sentence "think about the suffering people in the world" is much better than some concubines and nobles in the harem and important court officials in the temple.

Xuanye followed Ningde to the backyard of the temple, and saw a small thatched hut next to the green mountains and green waters, abandoning the prosperity, removing the dust, and not a trace of the world.A few tea trees, green bamboos all over the courtyard, and occasionally a few chickens and ducklings walking and pecking leisurely as if no one is there, no matter how upset you are, you will be calm here.

Mo Xingyan unconsciously thought: This is too shabby, how can this be lived by a lady like an official?Even beggars live a little more popular than this.

Just as he was thinking, Ning De and Xuan Ye had already entered the house, and he followed immediately. The house looked dilapidated from the outside, but the house was tidied up neatly inside: there was a large rosewood marble case, on which there were various famous people. Fatie, I saw bookshelves full of books.On the other side, there is a big blue and white ball bottle with white flowers, and there are sparse clusters of begonias inserted in it.On the red sandalwood stand on the left is a brush wash with green glaze folding edge.Xuan Ye was appraising a pair of calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, but Ning De came in from the back room with a teapot in his hand.That line of writing reads:

[Xianlu] Backyard flowers

Zhao Mengfu\
There is a boat in Qingxi, autumn on both sides of Furong.

Whose daughter is Cailing, singing from Muou.

Chaotic cloud worry, head full of wind and rain, wear lotus leaves to go back to rest.

(End of this chapter)