As the monk just said, if they go east, there will be a young monk to guide them. Sure enough, within a few moments, there were young monks and nuns there silently sweeping away the snow.
"Girl?" Zhi looked at Lu Pingwan's motionless figure with confusion. I was curious why she didn't go up and ask the young monk and nun where the main hall was.
Lu Pingwan looked at the plain facial features of the little monk and nun, turned her head silently, and looked at the three maids with flashing eyes: "I'm tired, I have to carry it on my back."
Thinking that she was really tired from walking, Zhi looked at the thick clothes on her body and the way she was wrapped like a ball. He immediately squatted down and spread his hands behind her: "Girl, come up, Zhi will carry you."
Then Lu Pingwan leaned her chubby little body against Zhi's body, and finally, with Zhi Li's help, she successfully lay on Zhi's back. She moved her little hand and pointed at the little monk and nun, but she said to Zhi Zhi: "Zhi, go and ask him where the Golden Buddha is." After saying that, she began to lie on Zhi's back and closed her eyes, pretending to sleep.
After seeing the plain and ordinary facial features of the monk and nun clearly, he said: "..." Why was it that the girl was a good-looking monk when she asked, but when it was her turn, she was so ordinary.
Not knowing what the girl was thinking, Zhi walked over obediently. Lying on Zhi's back, the fat man wrapped in thick clothes hummed softly in comfort, turning a blind eye to the sad eyes of the little maid next to him.
Zhili Zhi: The girl is really witty.
After Zhi asked the little monks and nuns in Sasu, he came back and told them: "The little master wants to lead the way for us, so let's go there." So on the way, Zhi carried Lu Pingwan on his back, followed by Zhili Zhi. With the guidance from the front, the young monk and nun finally reached the main hall of Hanshan Temple as expected.
The bell rang, and the young monk and nun explained that this was the bell that called for the senior brothers in the temple to attend evening classes. Like a dragon's roar, it makes people's ears and eyes clear in the silent mountains, and their hearts are filled with worship.
Lu Pingwan, who was lying on Zhi's back, no longer pretended to be asleep, but got off her back honestly and walked up to the main hall step by step. This is also related to her tutoring, just like the maidservants assigned to her, who were all named with the meaning of etiquette, and so that she could remember them in her heart and practice cultivation since she was a child.
Lu Pingwan, who has always had the demeanor of an aristocratic family, walked into the main hall steadily and step by step. The golden Buddha statue solemnly appeared in front of her eyes, showing compassion and compassion for all sentient beings. She knelt on the futon and kowtowed to the Golden Buddha in a formal manner, then clasped her hands together and made a wish in her heart.
After making her wish, Zhili tried to ask her what she had said to the Buddha, but Lu Pingwan refused to say anything. Smiling, she patted Zhili and held her hand, telling her not to ask further questions. She could only let herself and the Golden Buddha know what she wished for. The eldest brother said that if everything is said out loud and there are too many people listening, the Buddha will not be able to hear it. As for why he couldn't hear, Lu Pingwan automatically understood that it was probably because the Buddha's ears were getting old like his grandmother.
After worshiping the Golden Buddha, Lu Pingwan breathed a sigh of relief. She had listened to her parents and elder brother very much. When you arrive at Hanshan Temple, you must be polite. If there is a god with your head raised, you must pay homage to the Golden Buddha. Say hello and write a letter to your elder brother to tell him that you have also helped him say hello to the Golden Buddha.
Lu Pingwan, who felt that she was so good, stayed in the main hall for a while and fell asleep again. She lost the energy to play and was led back by three little maids. On the way to the side room that she just passed, she was no longer there. The noise from before was gone, which made Zhili, who was quite worried, feel relieved.
It was quiet here, the door was slightly open, and I guess the person who came was no longer there.
Hanshan Temple has always been revered as a symbol of Buddhism. As long as the weather is warm, the incense will be strong. However, this year's winter is so cold that many people have stopped thinking about offering incense. In such a large temple, although there were many monks, no one came to disturb the distinguished guests, so Lu Pingwan took the courtyard as his own and used it as his own place to play.
"Girl, come quickly, there's a letter from the uncle." Zhi trotted in from outside the courtyard.
Looking at her, she was so old and yet so frivolous. If Aunt Xi saw her, she would not be able to give her a slap in the face. Zhi stuck out his tongue and obediently slowed down and walked towards Lu Pingwan.
Because among the three of them, Zhi Nian was quite gifted in literacy and was older than the young master. Whenever the Lu family's wife and the eldest son of the Lu family's eldest son sent family letters, it was Zhinian who read them to Lu Pingwan. But now that she has grown up a lot and has reached the age where she needs to learn to read and go to school, she opens the letter at home and reads it first, and then asks if she doesn't understand.
Opening the letter from home that she had been thinking about for a long time, Lu Pingwan took a small sniff, um... it smelled good! It seems that the eldest brother has listened to Ping Wan and wants to add spices to his family letters. Be good, eldest brother. In addition to the eldest brother's elegant and graceful handwriting, the family letters also contain his unique painting skills.
Lu Pingwan really admires her eldest brother! Because the eldest brother knows a lot, he would tell her little stories from an early age that other girls in the government don't know, like the mermaid, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, etc. Only she and the eldest brother know. Covering her mouth and snickering, Lu Pingwan kissed the paper and then called Zhili to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone for her.
After writing it, I sealed the letter home personally and told Zhili: "Zhili, please give it to your eldest brother as soon as possible. Don't let me and my mother take a peek!" Every time I wrote a reply to my eldest brother, my parents would snatch it away, and I never received it from my eldest brother. Only after Lu Pingwan replied to the letter did she realize that her parents had intercepted her.
Thinking about it, she still felt uneasy. Lu Pingwan nodded seriously with her round, white and tender face, and commanded: "Wait a minute, just in case, I'd better write another letter home to my parents."
Mr. Lu Hou and Mrs. Lu Hou were taken along: ttIt's so sad to be compared with their son.
After consciously writing two letters home, Lu Pingwan, who was already very tired, was served and washed her little hands, and announced: "I'm tired. I'm going to see Baihe. It's Pingwan's after-school break time." Her little hands clapped, Awesome!
Zhili, unable to stop her, said, "The girl is going to be lazy again."
Zhi held his face in anticipation and said: "The white crane is also called the fairy crane. It is also common for girls to play with the crane!"
A slightly rational person said: "It must be the uncle who instigated the girl to be playful." In short, as long as the girl is with the uncle, all kinds of opinions that they have never heard of will come up on weekdays. From time to time, the kind-hearted uncle will say something new and worry about the girl. For example, the young master from the government house next door will call him "Baizhanji", and when he meets someone he doesn't like, he will call him "Dubi"? This pair of brothers and sisters was so incomprehensible that they cried silently.
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bsp; Lu Pingwan, who had his own opinion, opened the door. The weather had gradually warmed up, but it was still a bit cool, but he was not as well-dressed as when he first came to Hanshan Temple. He asked Aunt Xi, who wanted to stop her, to get in touch with Lu Pingwan. His eyes were fluttering and he did not stop her. He only told Zhili, Zhizhi and the other two to watch the girl carefully.
The white crane in the temple is said to be raised by the abbot of Hanshan Temple. Lu Pingwan has not seen the host for so long. On weekdays, there is no one except Aunt Xi and three little maids to take care of him. The food was also prepared in the small kitchen that had been spared. I wonder if the host had long forgotten that there was such a small guest in the temple.
However, there was a reason why Lu Pingwan was sent to Hanshan Temple by the Lu family. A few days after the birth of their youngest daughter, monks and nuns from Hanshan Temple came to deliver a Buddhist letter.
It is said that the presiding master who was far away from Beijing was observing the stars at night and was inspired by the fact that Mrs. Lu of the Hou family gave birth to a baby girl, which was closely related to Buddhism. He also speculated that the baby girl would have a doom when she was four years old, so she sent a message early, and the presiding master wished To help this child survive the disaster safely, there was an early agreement between the Marquis Mansion and Hanshan Temple. So the little noble daughter of the Lu family went to Hanshan Temple on a snowy winter day.
As for living in the monastery for more than half a month, Lu Pingwan really didn't feel that she was in any danger. As for whether she really understands what doom is...can it be eaten?
Anyway, as her eldest brother said, if she didn't come to Hanshan Temple, wouldn't the master who had been worrying about her since she was born cry to death?
When the Lu couple heard this, their eyelids twitched: Shut up, you bastard!
The young monk and nun who came here specially to deliver the message had not left the banquet hall of the Lu Mansion: ...Amitabha... He heard nothing. He heard nothing.
White Crane has the reputation of a fairy crane, but at this time it is almost dying in the hands of Lu Pingwan. "Crane, fly, fly, fly!" shouted the chubby girl who held the crane's slender neck and shook it vigorously. The white crane, which was about to be choked to death by the little fat girl, fluttered feebly. The little maids who were already watching in stunned silence were completely dumbfounded.
What about the girl who was promised to do that thing and play happily with the crane? !
Lu Pingwan asked innocently: "Isn't the crane happy? It keeps screaming happily."
The little maids mourned for the crane: Girl, that's because it's going crazy.
Just when Lu Pingwan was going crazy, someone finally came to rescue the poor little white crane. The pond where the white cranes are raised is in a corner of the side hall. Someone came out of the side hall and said to them: "Amitabha, please be merciful, little benefactor. My little white crane doesn't know the rules and is wild and untamable. I'm afraid I might hurt you." Here. He'er, why don't you leave yet!"
Little White Crane: ...Who wants a beast to understand human rules? Bullying a crane is too much!
Lu Pingwan looked up and saw an old man with a white beard and a bald head looking at her with a smile. Just as she was dazed, Bai He took advantage of her slack strength to break free and fled quickly on his feet. A day when a crane might as well die.
Seeing Bai He escape from the girl alive, Zhili and Zhizhi, who were afraid that she might be guilty of murder at such a young age, also let out a long sigh of relief.
Without the white crane by his side, Lu Pingwan lost interest in chasing after him. Instead, she made a surprising statement to the old man who suddenly appeared: "Are you the host master?"
Host Qingkong showed surprise for a moment, then regained his composure and smiled calmly: "How did the little donor know that I am the host master?"
Lu Pingwan's eyebrows curved and she said crisply: "You said it yourself!"
Host Qingkong was startled for a moment, then laughed heartily. After the laughter dissipated, he said: "Childlike words, the little donor is indeed a person who is destined to be my Buddha."
The little maids of Hanshan Temple, who had been holding their breath and worried that the girl had offended the master who was unknown to everyone in the world, cursed: Oh... The master was just taken care of by the girl.
Host Qingkong, who had never come forward and was easily taken over by the girl when he did, which disappointed the maids, still smiled kindly. Like Maitreya Buddha, he said to Lu Pingwan: "There is a new disciple at the poor monk's place. If The little donor thinks the temple is boring, so he can play with my little disciple."
Lu Pingwan, who was a little sleepy at first, suddenly regained consciousness when she heard that there was a new companion, and asked happily: "Oh, is it true? Where is it?"
Host Qingkong smiled and said nothing, turned around and walked towards the side hall behind him. Lu Pingwan, who didn't get an answer, opened her small eyes in confusion, blinked her eyelashes, hesitated, raised her short legs and followed.
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