Not to mention that Mrs. Qin didn’t believe this statement from her good family, even Song Ruoxi didn’t believe it. When she returned to the temple, she asked directly: “Senior Brother, what exactly do you want to take me to the Duke of Qiao’s Mansion?”

Jingyu did not answer her question, but asked her back: "What is the impression of Mrs. Qin?"

Song Ruoxi's eyes turned and the words said: "She is a smart and sophisticated old lady with a sense of superiority inherent in wealthy families, but she is not without being kind and kind. Although she doubts that others have something to ask for when approaching her, she is still willing to give appropriate help."

"My junior brother has two wise eyes, can see through and evaluate it pertinently." Jingyu praised with a smile.

"Senior brother, I don't understand what kind of person is this Mrs. Qin and what does it have to do with me?" Song Ruoxi frowned slightly. Song Sui was only a fifth-rank official, and his chances of dealing with the First-rank Duke's Mansion were slim.

"Junior brother, what are the best brothers?" Jingyu continued to ask her.

Song Ruoxi thought for a moment, remembered what Jingye said, and said, "Face to each other, look at fate."

"One life, two fortunes, three Feng Shui, four accumulations of good deeds and five readings, six names, seven aspects, eight respect gods, nine connections, ten health preservation, eleven choices and mates, twelve choices, and twelve pursuits to avoid misfortune. The heaven wants to have a Sikongping, the central and central hall is broad; the mountain roots are constantly at the age of life, the accurate head is round, and the people are central and upright; the mouth is like four characters to carry the sauna, and the earth pavilion is back to the full trunk."

Song Ruoxi didn't have much contact with the matter of physiognomy. He was stunned and even more confused. He looked at Jingyu with confused eyes. What does this have to do with her? Could it be that he blinked his eyes and asked tentatively: "Senior Brother, are you not trying to teach me physiognomy?"

"Be a friend, you must be intimate and know the hearts of others. You must be kind in your heart and have good faces, and you must be evil in your heart and have bad faces."

Song Ruoxi pouted, "Senior brother, I don't want to learn."

"Junior brother, physiognomy can infer the good and bad fortune of a person, the good and bad fortune of a person, the bad and the bad..."

"Senior brother, the Buddha said: Destiny is created by oneself, appearance is born from the heart, all things in the world are transformed into appearance, the mind does not move, everything does not move, the mind does not change, everything does not change." Looking for reasons to avoid learning, Song Ruoxi's mind was very fast, and he picked up a Buddhist scripture to block Jingyu's mouth.

Jingyu was stunned for a moment, looked ashamed, stood up, put his hands together to salute Song Ruoxi, chanting the Buddha's name, and said, "All appearances are false. Thank you for your advice."

"Senior brother is too polite, Jingchen dare not take it." Song Ruoxi stood up and returned the salute, with his lips slightly raised.

Song Ruoxi successfully gave up Jingyu's idea of ​​teaching her physiognomy, and her life became more and more idle. At Jinglian Temple, she had to climb mountains to exercise in the morning, sometimes read scriptures with Huijin in the morning, and sometimes copied scriptures. The next two days, she had to study in Anyu's courtyard. Here, she went to the garden to appreciate flowers and go shopping in the city every day. She was so free and leisurely that she wanted to live here for a long time and was reluctant to leave.

But the comfortable days passed quickly. On February 22, Jingye completed the seven-day prayer ceremony and brought six disciples back to Taohua Temple.

"Senior brother, when will we go back to Jinglian Temple?" Song Ruoxi thought how many days she could be here.

"Junior brother, don't be anxious. We will go back after the Shangsi Festival." Jingye misunderstood Song Ruoxi's meaning, thinking that she was in a hurry to go back, and comforted her softly, "The East Queue Liushang of Shangsi Festival is very lively, you can take Xiangxiu to play."

There were still ten days left to go back. Song Ruoxi was secretly happy, but sighed, "I'm going to see those people pretending and intrigue again."

Jingye chants the Buddha's name and says, "My Buddha is merciful, the world is full of vitality, sentient beings are confused and deluded, the world is deep, and the world is deeply trapped in the five desires and six dusts, and it flows with karma. Junior brother, only by seeing all the things in the Saha world can you realize the Bodhi."

"Thank you for your advice from senior brother. Jingchen understands." When Song Ruoxi mentioned the Buddhist scriptures and Zen principles, he felt a headache. In order to prevent Jingye from continuing to chant, he felt that he had suffered from the ears, even if he didn't understand, he pretended to understand.

Jingye and others always thought that Song Ruoxi was smart and did not suspect that she was lying. After saying a few words about praying for blessings, they went to the meditation hall for evening class. Song Ruoxi and Xiangxiu returned to the room, washed and fell asleep.

Jingye and his group were still going to stay in the capital, but the kings packed their luggage and left the capital on February 25 to return to their fiefdom. However, the kings' sons who were eighteen years old and their daughters who were fifteen years old stayed to participate in the Dongqu Liushang on the Shangsi Festival to prepare for the marriage.

On the third day of the third month, Shangsi Festival, there has been a custom of washing and removing dirt and eliminating diseases and disasters in the water; later, there were added banquets and outings in the water. The Shangsi Festival in Fujian was different from other countries. The founding emperor of Fujian happened to be born on the third day of the third month. In order to demonstrate his diligence and love for the people, Emperor Gaozu deliberately left the palace on this day and enjoyed the people. In order to demonstrate his benevolence and filial piety and continue this custom, the current emperor would also walk out of the palace on this day and come to the East Queue.

The East Canal was left over from the previous dynasty. It is about ten miles long. The canal is divided into two sections. The upper section is for people to visit. Viewing buildings, Qingju Garden, Furong Garden, Diyuan Garden, Xinyi Garden, Yuexi Bridge, etc. are built on both sides; on both sides of the lower reaches are tens of millions of fertile land for farmers to cultivate.

Shangsi Festival is still a fun party for young men and women. Red men and green women play and play, without any taboos, holding willows and carrying flowers, walking together. The road was blocked by these men and women, and the carriage could not be passed. Song Ruoxi and Xiangxiu counted the money for the carriage and walked down and walked.

Just two steps, Song Ruoxi saw a man wearing a silver-white orchid-embroidered gown and holding a jade bone paper fan in his right hand. The orchid painted on the fan is very compatible with the orchid on his clothes, and looks quite tasteful! His eyes moved upwards and he saw the man's sword eyebrows flying slanted, his eyes were bright, and his nose was high and straight, but why did he look so familiar?

"Chen Mo!" Song Ruoxi blurted out, was shocked, subconsciously pulled Xiangxiu and hid behind the bushes by the roadside.

"Girl, you..."

"Shh!" Song Ruoxi put his index finger on his lips and lowered his voice, "Don't talk, come with me."

Song Ruoxi waited by the bushes for a while until he could not see Chen Mo's figure, then walked out of the bushes, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Fortunately I didn't see it!"

"Girl, who have you seen?" Xiangxiu asked strangely.

"I didn't see anyone." Song Ruoxi raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. When he touched the mask, he remembered that Chen Mo could not recognize her at all. She didn't need to avoid it, "Oh, why did you forget this?"

"Miss, what have you forgotten?"
Chapter completed!