Chapter 1,164: Sister Lin sacrifices her mother, and thieves invade Shuiyue Nunnery
After Rongguo Mansion celebrated Su Mingzhe's birthday.
In a few days, it will be Jia Min’s death anniversary.
On this day, Su Mingzhe accompanied Sister Lin to Shuiyue Temple, ten miles west of Chang'an City, to pay homage to Jia Min's soul.
Shuiyue Nunnery is the family temple of Rongning Second Mansion, and all the nuns there hold monthly rituals in Rongning Second Mansion.
The daily expenses here are also supported by the Rongning Second Mansion.
Therefore, normally, such a family temple should not receive outsiders.
However, the original nun Jingxu of Shuiyue Temple, Guanhui Fengyue, turned a good family temple into a prostitution, and most of the more than 20 nuns who practiced there were innocent.
After Jingxu was beheaded and abandoned, the innocent nun was deprived of her ultimatum, ordered to return to secular life, and sent to the border as a slave.
Today, there are only six young nuns and two old nuns running Shuiyue An.
The current host of Shuiyue Temple is named Zhikong. When he saw Su Mingzhe arriving with Sister Lin, he immediately received him cautiously.
Su Mingzhe and Sister Lin, together with their maids, had copied a hundred copies of the Diamond Sutra. They took them all out and burned them all under the auspices of Zhikong.
Later, Zhikong took several young nuns to have a vegetarian feast.
Su Mingzhe took Sister Lin and started to play around and enjoy the scenery.
It was already the end of April.
The farmland is criss-crossed with greenery.
The wheat ears have grown, and the golden glow envelopes the wheat awns. As the breeze ripples, the rich pastoral fragrance slowly floats.
Sister Lin's original sadness of missing her mother was blown away by the wind:
"Second brother, your literary talent is so good, can you write a poem?"
Su Mingzhe doesn't have that many poems in his mind, and even if he does, he doesn't want to waste them here.
So, when he looked into Sister Lin's longing eyes, he smiled and said:
"Yu'er, I just want to paint this scene with a splash of ink!"
"Second Master, we have all the pen, ink, paper and inkstone with us!"
Zijuan is such a sweet and considerate girl, she even brought raw rice paper with her for drawing.
Li Gui and four young men quickly brought the desk table.
Wait for the pen, ink, paper and inkstone to be arranged.
Sister Lin grinds it herself.
Xi Ren, She Yue pressed the corners of the paper with her slender jade hands.
Su Mingzhe immediately dipped his pen in ink and started painting.
When doing ink painting, in addition to details and painting techniques, the focus is on conception and momentum.
When ordinary people look around, they can only see ten sights in a radius.
People who paint should have a mind of heaven and earth and be able to see the past and the future.
Su Mingzhe's painting skills are amazing. After picking up the brush, he opened and closed it vertically and horizontally, and soon condensed thousands of rivers and mountains on a small piece of raw rice paper.
Among the streets, apart from old farmers carrying hoes, there were also students on their way and young girls outing in spring.
In the sky, geese fly from the south to the north, the clouds fall, and there are thousands of golden lights.
Unconsciously, a gust of cool wind blew.
A maid couldn't help but sneeze, which woke Su Mingzhe up from splashing ink.
Sister Lin glanced at Qian Xue who was sneezing and didn't blame her. She just said regretfully:
"Second brother, this painting is exhausted..."
Su Mingzhe said indifferently:
"It's just a matter of getting excited and then returning home after all the excitement has been exhausted!"
Everyone saw that Su Mingzhe and Sister Lin didn't mean to blame Qian Xue, so they naturally didn't say anything.
When everyone returned to Shuiyue Temple, they saw the host Zhikong carrying several young nuns towards the door and holding it against the doorpost.
Qingwen counted and found that several people had moved at least seven or eight poles to the doorpost. She couldn't help but curiously asked:
"Master Tai, do you often encounter thieves here?"
"If you are robbed, it will be better!"
Zhikong didn't hide anything and sighed directly:
"The former Master Jingxu had many friends, including thieves and bandits from various nearby villages, and she was also her lover. Originally, when Master Jingxu was still here, those bandits came, so Jingxu ordered the young and beautiful sisters
Stay with me when you sleep."
"Now that Master Jingxu is gone, we don't dare to interact with these people. We can only use pillars to hold them up every day to prevent them from coming in."
"If there are too many people coming from the other side, we can only throw out a few bags of food, some gold and silverware, to ensure safety!"
When everyone heard this, their expressions changed.
This is ten miles outside the capital of the Daqing Dynasty, and bandits have already begun to appear.
This is too outrageous!
Sister Lin thought that everyone went out this time because she went out to worship her mother. She felt a little guilty and couldn't help but ask:
"Whenever the thieves come, how many people are there and how often do they come?"
"Usually there are seven or eight people who come at the beginning of every month."
Seeing that everyone was nervous and knowing that everyone was afraid, Zhikong quickly comforted them:
"It's the end of the month now, and those thieves haven't had time to 'collect rent' yet. It should be safe tonight. We barricaded the door just as a precaution!"
After hearing this, everyone looked a little better, but they were still nervous.
Qingwen calmly asked Li Gui, Mingyan and the others:
"Did you bring any weapons?"
Li Gui patted his waist and said in a deep voice:
"I brought a knife!"
Mingyan and others turned pale, and their voices became trembling:
"We only brought the second master's precious eagle bow and a pot of arrows!"
"A pot of arrows is enough!"
Su Mingzhe ordered several people to bring bows and arrows and said with a smile:
"In the past, I went hunting with my friends in the city. Even if a rabbit was walking a hundred steps away, I could still hit it with perfect accuracy. With a pot of twenty arrows, I could deal with seven or eight thieves. It would be no problem!"
When the girls heard this, their nervousness relaxed a little.
However, everyone still quickly advised:
"Second Master, you can't take risks. If bandits really come, and you can give them a few bags of food to make them retreat, then just give them a few bags of food!"
Su Mingzhe shook his head slightly, laughed loudly, and then said in a solemn tone:
"I am a descendant of the Second Duke Rong Ning. When I encounter a few thieves, I throw away my armor and beg for mercy. When the news gets out, how will the Second Duke Rong Ning's face be saved?"
"It's okay if the thieves don't come today. If there are thieves who don't open their eyes and come to the door, I will have to let my precious eagle bow open the meat!"
With Su Mingzhe encouraging everyone, and Qingwen comforting everyone.
Although everyone's mood was not very high, they were no longer afraid.
After the vegetarian meal, everyone went back to the wing to lie down and rest after a tiring day.
Li Gui and four young men, plus Zhikong and several young nuns, kept vigil at night.
It’s also about what you’re afraid of and what you’re going to do.
It's midnight.
Li Gui, who was a little sleepy, suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves coming from the field, and he panicked and rang the gong quickly.
Su Mingzhe, who had not slept, immediately took the precious carving bow and came to the outer wall. He saw that Li Gui had climbed up the ladder and was looking into the distance.
The young servant Mingyan, who had been awakened, was nesting at the foot of the wall, facing Li Gui, and asked tremblingly:
"Brother Gui, are you a bandit?"
"A sudden visit at night, even if he is not a bandit, he is not a kind person!"
Li Gui frowned.
Tonight was at the end of the month. When he looked out, it was pitch black. He couldn't see anything. He could only see a few fires and moving lights in the field. He couldn't even see clearly how many people were on the other side.
After a while.
Su Mingzhe also climbed up the wall and listened to Li Gui's sermon:
"Second Master, the number of thieves is wrong. The sound of horse hooves is too dense. I'm afraid there are not thirty or forty people!"
Su Mingzhe's consciousness unfolded, and he could even clearly hear the voices of the thieves outside. When he turned around and saw Li Gui holding the handle of the knife stiffly with both hands, he suddenly laughed and said:
"The number is indeed wrong! But you don't have to be afraid. Bandits are humans too. As the saying goes: shoot the man first, shoot the horse, and capture the thief first, capture the king!"
As Su Mingzhe spoke, he sat on the corner under the eaves and asked Ming Yan to light some torches.
Although Mingyan was afraid of bandits and did not dare to climb the wall to visit, she was still obedient. After a while, she brought over five or six torches.
Su Mingzhe took the torch and threw it directly towards the intersection.
With the light of the torch, the bandits in the distance seemed to know that preparations were made in Shuiyue An, and the sound of horse hooves gradually subsided.
"It seems they are not a bunch of stupid thieves!"