Help? A flash of light flashed in Yun Shang's eyes. This is really rare. Princess Huajing has always been aloof. When did she need to ask for help?
Yun Shang thought of this and smiled slightly, "Why are you being so polite to me, sister Huang? If you have anything to do, just give me your orders. If it is within Chang'er's ability, Chang'er should try his best."
Hua Jing smiled and said, "Look what you said, it's as if I want you to kill people and set fires. In fact, it's just a small matter. You know, last time at your hairpin ceremony, I was punished because of that sachet.
I was misunderstood with Noila Mo. Later, I sent someone to ask Noila Mo, and he said that a maid next to Concubine Shu gave it to her, and that you gave it to him. He has always had a good impression of you.
I believed it to be true and kept it close to me. I don’t know how Concubine Shu got my sachet and why she pretended to be yours. After all, she is my father’s concubine, and I don’t want to argue with her. It’s just because of that sachet.
But I have always been rumored to seduce Mo Jingran, who is not a woman, and I am a married person after all. These messy rumors are really too hurtful."
"Ah? There are still people saying that? Why are these people like this?" Yun Shang's eyes widened.
Hua Jing sighed, "What can I do? People have a mouth. Even though I am a princess, I can't stop them from talking." After saying that, he turned around and looked at Yun Shang.
He glanced at me and said with a smile, "It's because of this matter that I want to ask you to do a small favor."
Yun Chang nodded, "What does the imperial sister want Chang'er to do?"
Hua Jing pondered for a moment and then said, "I will also invite Noila Mo to the small banquet in a few days. If I don't invite him, others will definitely say something to cover it up. However, I am not very good at contacting Noila Mo.
Therefore, I would like to trouble you to help me entertain Noila Mo during the small banquet."
Yun Shang paused slightly, and a flash of understanding flashed through her heart, "Chang'er thought it was some big deal, but it turns out it is this. Don't worry, Sister Huang, Chang'er will definitely complete what the Emperor asked her to do."
Hearing this, Hua Jing's eyes were filled with joy, "I'd like to thank you very much, Sister Huang."
The two were chatting happily when the maid's voice suddenly came from behind them, "Princess, it's time for lunch. Today is the first day of junior high school. You should go to the dining hall to eat with the old lady."
Hua Jing nodded, "The rules in this house are that you have to accompany the old lady to eat on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. Let's go there first."
Yun Shang nodded and walked to the dining hall with the maid and Hua Jing. When they arrived at the dining hall, before the old lady arrived, Hua Jing ordered people to bring the food first. As soon as the food was served, the old lady
Came in.
"Eat." The old lady said solemnly, taking the lead in picking up the bowl.
Yun Shang and Hua Jing then picked up their bowls and started eating. As soon as they were halfway through eating, the housekeeper stood at the door and saw the three of them eating. He did not disturb them and quietly waited for the three of them to finish their meals before coming forward.
He took a step and said, "Tell the old lady, princess, there is a monk at the door to ask for alms."
"Monk?" Hua Jing frowned, "There are too many monks going around begging for money and deceiving others. Just give them a bowl of rice and give them away."
The housekeeper responded and was about to retreat when he heard the old lady's voice, "Did that master tell me which temple he came from?"
When the housekeeper heard this, he paused, bowed his waist slightly and said, "Go back to the old lady, he said he is from Ningguo Temple."
"Ningguo Temple?" Mrs. Zhao's gaze faintly swept past Yun Shang.
Yun Shang also raised her eyes and looked at the housekeeper, with a slight smile on her face, "Oh? From Ningguo Temple? I don't know which senior brother it is?"
"Bring him in over there and have a look." Mrs. Zhao said, her voice soft but with irresistible majesty.
Hua Jing frowned, turned around and said with a smile, "Mom, there are so many deceptive monks nowadays, and you believe in Buddhism, what should you do if you are deceived?"
Mrs. Zhao glanced at Hua Jing and said, "If the monk said that he was from another temple, I would definitely ignore it. He is only from Ningguo Temple. Ningguo Temple is a national temple, and every master is a profound master of Buddhism. Moreover,
Princess Huiguo has stayed in Ningguo Temple for many years, and she only needs one glance to know whether it is true or false."
Yun Chang also smiled and nodded, "Of course, all the disciples in Ningguo Temple, Chang'er, have seen it."
Seeing that Hua Jing didn't give any more instructions, the housekeeper quickly responded and left. After a while, he brought a bald monk with fine features. As soon as he entered the dining hall, he clasped his hands and recited the syntax, "Amitabha, poor man."
The monk realized the truth and saw three donors."
When Yun Shang saw the monk, she stood up and said with a smile, "It turns out to be Senior Brother Wu Di. Why did Senior Brother come down the mountain?"
Wu Tui smiled slightly and said, "It turns out that the princess is also here. The poor monk has been in the temple for three years. It's time to go down the mountain to practice, so the abbot sent us down the mountain."
"That's it." Yun Shang smiled slightly, turned around and faced Mrs. Zhao and Hua Jing and said, "Yes, it's from the temple. Brother Wu Di went up the mountain three years ago to worship as the eldest disciple of Abbot Wuna.
Under the sect, he guards the scriptures in the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion in the temple. I often go to the Scripture Library to copy scriptures, so I have seen him many times."
"Sutra Pavilion? I heard that the Ningguo Temple's Sutra Pavilion selects the disciples with the best martial arts and the most outstanding performance to guard it. The master must be the best in the temple. I have always been a believer in Buddhism. It would be better if the master stayed in the house and stayed with me.
I teach you the Dharma." Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhao's eyes flashed with light.
Wu Tui said quickly, "Amitabha, the abbot sent the poor monk down the mountain for experience, not for enjoyment. Please forgive me for not being able to agree to the old lady's request."
When Mrs. Zhao heard this, she looked a little disappointed, her eyes dimmed slightly for a moment, and then she said with a smile, "In this case, I don't embarrass the master anymore. I just heard that the monks in Ningguo Temple are very good at calculations. That was the case back then."
It was also Master Wu Na who calculated the rainy day for Princess Huiguo. I have a gracious request. Since it is inconvenient for Master to live in the mansion, why not measure the rain for me?"
Wu Di heard the words, thought for a moment, and then said, "Yes, donor, please tell me."
Mrs. Zhao ordered someone to bring a pen and paper, pondered for a moment, and wrote the word "口" on the paper, "I would like to ask the master to help me test whether my family will be safe in the future."
Wu Di took a look, picked up the pen, and wrote a person in the word "口" written by Mrs. Zhao. He raised his eyes and looked at Mrs. Zhao and said, "口, the old lady wrote the word "口". What she wants to ask is her family.
, add the word "human" in the spoken word, which means prisoner. The situation of the person the donor cares about may not be very good."
When Mrs. Zhao heard this, her face instantly turned pale, "Then how can I save my son?"
Wu Tui looked at the word "prison" on the paper, "If you want to save the person you are talking about, you have to remove the outer frame. Your child should be an adult with great achievements, but he is trapped in this frame.
, indicating that he was suppressed by someone with a higher status than himself. This person not only suppressed him, but also brought him the disaster of death." (To be continued)
