The Jiang family's carriage went all the way to Qingyun Mountain.
Qingyun Mountain is located in the northeast of Haizhu Town and is a continuous mountain range.
The mountain is not high but steep enough.
Therefore, the small temples and Taoist temples built on the mountainside have no fireworks, and very few people come to worship.
Mrs. Jiang also overheard someone mention it, so she decided to come here to pray for Liniang.
Although she never found Liniang, she finally got her wish.
Fu Bao looked at the green mountains and green waters and felt better.
The Jiang brothers took turns carrying her up the mountain and did not allow her to move around on her own.
In front of the Buddha I went to first, there was not even a monk in the dilapidated temple.
The small golden Buddha statue is missing a corner, but it is still smiling.
Spider webs covered the dilapidated incense table.
Jiang Pei led Fu Bao and stood obediently outside the door. The Jiang brothers neatly cleaned the temple. Mrs. Jiang also told the Jiang brothers to remember to send someone to repair it after they returned to Beijing.
After cleaning up, the temple could barely be entered.
"Fubao, come."
Mrs. Jiang burned incense, candles and paper oil and waved to Fu Bao.
Fu Bao looked at the clean Buddha statue and stayed for a while before walking towards Mrs. Jiang.
Mrs. Jiang gave her three sticks of incense and asked her to kneel on the futon. The other Jiang family members also each received three sticks of incense and asked her to kneel on the ground. They had become accustomed to this.
Mrs. Jiang smiled and said, "The Buddha is here, Fu Bao remembers to make a wish to the Buddha. Maybe if you listen to it more often, the Buddha will teach you how to make your wishes come true."
As she spoke, the corners of her eyes turned red, she muttered something piously, and kowtowed a few more times.
It is unimaginable that the eldest princess, who is so aloof, would also bow to something.
He is still so pious, so he probably got what he wanted.
Fubao didn't want much, but he felt he had many dreams.
She made a serious wish in front of the Buddha.
First, Fubao wanted his master to get well soon.
Second, Fubao wants all his family members to be healthy and safe.
Third, Fubao wants to become very powerful and protect the people around him.
She thought a lot more and felt that she didn't seem to have anything in particular that she wanted.
Then he imitated his grandmother and kowtowed devoutly.
The Jiang brothers also finished kowtowing, and Mrs. Jiang stood up, hugged Fubao, and said kindly: "Fubao, be good, don't be afraid, you can put the incense into the incense table yourself."
Mrs. Jiang didn't know where she heard that the wish she made would be more accurate if she put the incense herself.
So she asked for blessings.
At this moment, there were several bunches of incense placed by my grandmother and the Jiang brothers in the incense table. The burned parts of the incense candles turned into hot ashes, trembling and about to fall down.
Fu Bao was afraid that the back of his hand would be burned if he touched it.
When she was called to the kitchen to burn firewood, she had been splashed by sparks, and her skin had been burning and painful for a long time. She still remembers that feeling.
She hesitated.
Jiang Pei immediately said: "Let me help my cousin arrange the incense!"
Fu Bao made up his mind, "No need for brother, Fu Bao will do it himself."
She wanted the Buddha to see her determination. She wanted her master to get well soon, and her family to be safe and happy...
She was too tall to reach the incense case, so Mrs. Jiang hugged her, and Fu Bao quickly reached out and inserted the incense into the incense case.
A few ashes did fall down, but they were not hot. They must have been burned first, or it may have been a little joke of the Buddha.
After worshiping in front of the Buddha, they went around to the Taoist temple on the other side of the mountainside.
Taoist temples are more dilapidated than temples.
Ancestors are enshrined inside, and the rest is an empty earth wall.
There were only fresh fruits and melons on the counter. Although it was small, it was clean and it seemed that someone had taken care of it.
They did not go in rashly. After waiting for a while, they saw a thin old man with gray hair coming back from a distance, wearing rag clothes and a pair of cloth shoes. He was bent over and carrying a basket of dry firewood on his back.
When he saw the Jiang family, he looked calm and asked, "Where did they come from?"
"Coming from the capital."
With a calm expression on his face, he put down the firewood and said, "Oh," "Go in."
He wiped the soles of his shoes at the door, went in and found a whisk standing aside.
"What are you doing?"
"Taoist Master, let's pray."
The Taoist priest's eyebrows moved slightly and he muttered, "Why did you come here to pray for blessings..."
His shabby gymnasium was passed down to his generation, and it was just a shelter from wind and rain. No one wanted to come here eight hundred years ago.
Even a beggar is unwilling to trek up to the mountains to protect himself from the wind and rain.
After the Jiang family finished praying, Mrs. Jiang said politely: "Taoist Priest, we actually have one more thing to ask for."
"explain."
"My little granddaughter hasn't got a name yet. I would like to ask the Taoist priest to help me choose a name..."
The Taoist priest looked at Fu Bao with dull eyes.
Little Fubao was inexplicably nervous, and her little hands grasped Uncle Eighth's collar.
The Taoist priest concealed his expression, "It's quite interesting."
He took out a book with an old cover from nowhere and turned over it with frowning eyes.
"Jiang Zhao."
The Jiang family was a little confused, "Ah, this, this...Jiang Zhao?"
"What's the explanation, master?"
"It's a sign. If you have more, you will be blessed with lots of money and happiness in the future."
Mrs. Jiang is thinking about it.
She actually thought of a lot of names secretly before she came here, but she just didn't feel good about it after thinking about it.
Any one of those beautiful calligraphy lists is fine, but it doesn’t cover everything.
And she always thought about giving Fu Bao the best name.
mega……
There are many good things, and the more blessings you have, the more wealth you will have...
Mrs. Jiang became satisfied, "Okay! Our Fu Bao's maiden name will be Jiang Zhao from now on!"
When the old lady spoke, the other Jiang family members naturally had no choice but to agree.
Naturally, the Jiang family expressed their gratitude to the Taoist Master profusely and promised to send offerings to him in the future and also to repair his Taoist temple.
The old Taoist priest waved his hand, "The ancestors didn't care much about this..."
He waved to Fubao, "Fubao, come here."
Fu Bao glanced at her family, and the Jiang family looked at her encouragingly, and then she walked towards the Taoist priest step by step.
"Tao...Taoist Master..."
Unexpectedly, the Taoist Master handed her the book he was flipping through just now, "This book is for you. If you are determined to learn, just learn it."
The Jiang family was a little excited, but Fubao didn't know why.
Books? Fubao can’t read a word of Chinese characters!
However, Fubao was very obedient and polite. He took the book with both hands and thanked the Taoist Priest.
The Taoist priest then waved his hand, "Let's go, let's go, my old man will be fine here."
When Fu Bao was carried down the mountain and got into her carriage, she curiously asked her grandmother, "Grandma, did the Taoist priest give Fu Bao a book to study because he saw that Fu Bao was illiterate?"
She saw a lot of unintelligible words in the book!
Mrs. Jiang said with a smile: "Of course not! This is a Taoist way of thinking. The Taoist priest must be a Taoist hermit master! He only gave it to you because he valued our Fu Bao talent! Fu Bao must study hard in the future!
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Fu Bao nodded obediently, "Yeah! Fu Bao can do it!"
She thought of the Taoist priest and opened the curtain to look at the hillside where the Taoist temple was.
It was already foggy there, and it was hard to see the shadow of the Taoist temple or the old Taoist priest clearly.