Mu Qingchao suddenly heard this and his face turned red.
She was originally a very thick-skinned person, but now she couldn't hold it in any longer. She pushed Mrs. Zhong and said, "Mom, what are you talking about?"
"Mom is telling the truth. The prince has no choice in his appearance or ability. I haven't heard of any Ying Ying Yan Yan in these years. Isn't it bad that he can't pick anything?" said Zhong.
"He is perfect, but what about me? I don't even think about it, how can I match him?"
Mu Qingchao's words made Zhong's face darken.
"Too."
She only hoped that her daughter would find a good son-in-law, but she forgot about her daughter's situation.
"If your father were still here, maybe we could still compete, but your father..."
Mrs. Zhong was a sentimental person, and Mu Qingchao did not expect that his unintentional words would make her feel sad.
She quickly shouted haha.
"Oh, now at this time, why are you talking about what you have and what you don't have?"
"I heard that the plum blossoms at Kanwai Temple have been in bloom recently, and they are particularly beautiful. Many people have gone up the mountain to enjoy the flowers. Why don't we go too?"
Mu Qingchao was also a fun-loving person. Shen Muchi was busy guarding against Concubine Rong, and Concubine Rong was busy guarding against Meiren Xu. She was free and had nothing to do, so she might as well spend time with her family.
"I heard that the Yue Lao of that temple is particularly efficacious.
I'll forget it, Sister Yin and Sister Luo are about to reach the age of marriage, let's go together and seek marriage for them."
This is all she will do in her life, but the two younger sisters still have plenty of opportunities.
She hopes that they can have a good marriage and be together for the rest of their lives.
When Aunt Zhuang heard this, she immediately became energetic: "Okay, okay, Aunt Zhuang has no way to go out. Sister Chao, if you go, please say more good things to your two sisters in front of the Bodhisattva.
Add more money for sesame oil."
After that, he took out a handkerchief from his body and opened the inner and outer layers.
"This is the personal money my aunt has saved from doing needlework over the years. It must have all helped my aunt accumulate merit."
Zhong's words were interrupted. She looked at Mu Qingchao from the side and shook her head helplessly.
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The Mu family has been quiet for many years, but it seems to have become lively again in recent months.
After hearing that the Zhong family fell, the emperor returned the Mu family's ancestral property and allowed Mrs. Mu to establish a female household.
I also heard that the Mu family has been wearing hairpins for generations and accumulated over many generations. I don’t know how rich the family’s wealth is.
Moreover, except for a young son, there are no boys in the family.
How many people are staring at the Mu family, as if they were staring at a piece of fat?
The whole family is weak, old and young, but if they can have some connections, they can take a bite of the oil.
It's a pity that the entire Mu family is guarded by the Royal Guards, like an iron barrel. Except for Miss Mu San, the other Mu family members also live in seclusion and don't like to show themselves in public.
Today, it was rare. Three carriages, accompanied by a large number of maids and servants, went to the mountain to worship the Buddha.
Many young men from aristocratic families gathered at both ends of the road, staring directly at the door of Mu's mansion.
The one at the forefront is Mu Qingchao, whose appearance is needless to say, his country is beautiful and fragrant, and his country is beautiful.
There are two young girls beside her, one is thirteen or fourteen years old, and the other is twenty-three years old. Although they are not very old, they all have graceful figures and peach blossom faces, like budding flower bones. They can already see the beauty.
foundation.
When people scolded the Mu family, they gritted their teeth and wished they could crush them into ashes.
But who doesn’t want to marry a girl from the Mu family?
If you marry one, you will be successful.
In the crowd, a man with a sinewy face turned his eyes around the two girls from the Mu family, touched his chin with one hand, and smiled obscenely.
At this time, Mu Qingchao naturally didn't know that someone was thinking about his sister.
After arranging the route and servants, Zhong took one car, Mu Yin and Mu Luo took another car, and he took another car, and went up the mountain like this.
Kanwai Temple is not a famous temple, so it is easy to clean up tourists.
Mu Qingchao sent someone to spread the news last night. Today, the abbot has cleaned the entire temple inside and out.
The abbot of this temple is an old man who is over eighty years old. He has gray hair and is skinny. He wears a wide cassock and looks somewhat immortal.
Seeing Mu Qingchao's carriage arriving, he was already waiting in front of the temple early.
"Welcome to the Queen Mother, Madam and the two young ladies."
The abbot clasped his hands and recited: "Amitabha, the poor monk has been waiting for the Queen Mother for a long time."
Mu Qingchao responded with a salute: "I am disturbing the purity of your temple."
The abbot smiled and said: "It is my Buddha's honor that the Queen Mother can devote herself to the Buddha, and she has never bothered her."
Mu Qingchao exchanged a few words with the abbot and then followed the abbot into the temple.
Mu Yin and Mu Luo rarely come to such a place. Everything is new and they run around and jump around.
Mrs. Zhong is very pious. She used to go to the temple and donate some money for sesame oil. Now that the Mu family is getting better again, she thinks it is the Buddha's blessing, so she goes to the temple one by one.
Mu Qingchao stood beside her mother, but no one would kneel down.
The abbot stood next to Mu Qingchao and asked her: "Why doesn't the Queen Mother kneel down?"
Mu Qingchao shook his head: "The Ai family does not believe in Buddhism."
“If you don’t believe in Buddhism, why come to worship Buddha?”
Mu Qingchao felt that the old abbot was talking a bit too much, so he turned to look at him: "The Ai family is here to worship Buddha with their family members. The abbot just wants to make good arrangements for the Ai family. You won't miss a penny of the sesame oil money."
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Saying this is a bit disrespectful to Buddha.
The abbot seemed not to understand the meaning of her words, and only asked: "Why doesn't the Queen Mother believe in Buddhism?"
"Buddha is useless." Mu Qingchao replied.
"If the Buddha was useless, would the Queen Mother still be standing here today?"
The abbot's words made Mu Qingchao stunned for a moment.
She looked intently at the monk in front of her, and saw that he had kind eyes and kind eyes, and his eyebrows were crooked in a smile. His eyes were narrowed in one place, as if he was hiding something bottomless.
It's him, what does he know?
But I heard the abbot say: "Your Majesty, the sun rises and the moon rises, the stars move, history rolls forward, and everything has its own rules.
If someone appears outside the rules, why doesn't Her Majesty think that maybe it is our Buddha who is compassionate?"
Mu Qingchao's heart skipped a beat, his scalp felt numb, and even his hands were shaking.
"You...what do you mean? Aijia doesn't understand." Her voice was trembling.
The abbot shook his head.
"There are some things that are too early to tell now. Queen Mother, I will tell you the opportunity when we meet next time."
After saying that, he turned around and headed outside the temple.
"Hello!"
Mu Qingchao still wanted to ask clearly, so he quickly chased after him.
But just as he walked out of the temple, he saw the old monk turning around and heading towards the backyard.