At the beginning of November, the weather gradually cools down, and there is often heavy fog in the mountains. It is always sunny and sometimes rainy. Swallowing Novels www. The bungalow is low, and at such times the weather is often cold and damp, and the whole person feels like
It has become dark green moss in a dark corner, and you can pinch water out of it. Of course there are charcoal fires, and they are divided into each house, but when it comes to our place, it is extremely poor black charcoal. Once it is burned, it becomes smoky and inhospitable.
People are so choked that they can't even open their eyes.
Jinxi couldn't help but ask, but Jingbai, the hostess over there, just smiled and dismissed her with one sentence, "I dare to ask, is Mochou here to practice under orders or to enjoy blessings?" Jinxi was stopped by one sentence.
mouth.
There was even a little nun who laughed and said: "We can't tell whether black charcoal or silver charcoal is good. Your wife has seen a lot of the world. It's better to do it yourself than to get it from elsewhere."
No matter how well-educated and patient Jin Xi was, she couldn't bear it any longer. Her face turned purple and she said, "But that black charcoal is really useless. My wife has just given birth to the moon. I wonder if Master Jingbai can take care of me. Anyway, so does my wife."
Those who practice according to the order.”
Jingbai Bai was stocky, but her voice was sharp and incongruous with her stature. She said: "Practice according to the order? That's for outsiders to hear. We, the people in the temple, don't have to say such things. As the saying goes.
It's a good idea to hide it from others. You really think we are all fools. Who doesn't know that Mochou was kicked out of the palace!" After saying this, a group of people burst into laughter.
Jingbai's voice was already loud, and when she raised her voice to speak, it was even more humming like gongs and drums. Jinxi endured it again and again, knowing that she couldn't make sense with them. When she was about to come out, a sister-in-law stopped her.
He looked at Jinxi and said with a smile: "I have another good idea to tell you. There are many trees in the back mountains. It's the same if you go and chop some for firewood." He covered his mouth and laughed.
In such weather and with steep mountain roads, how can we still cut firewood? These words are clearly meant to ridicule Qie's difficulty.
Jinxi didn't want to talk to them anymore, so she turned around and left.
However, at the end, Jingbai's words were even more harsh, and they still reached her ears, "Please forgive me for saying one more word, this is not a palace where the lady can take whatever she wants, and the lady is no longer the lady she used to be.
Know who you are."
These words were so serious that Jin Xi's face changed slightly and she walked straight back.
When she came back, I was sleeping on the bed with my clothes on, half awake and lazy. Huanbi was washing clothes alone in the courtyard outside the door. When she saw Jinxi coming back with empty hands, she couldn't help but said anxiously: "I've been harassed by them again."
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Jin Xi didn't say anything, just sat next to her and washed clothes together. After a moment, she poked her head inward and said, "Where's the lady?"
Huanbi whispered: "Miss is asleep and hasn't woken up yet."
Jin Xi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If it's really just an excuse, you don't know how unpleasant those people's words are."
Huanbi rolled up her sleeves that were about to fall, shook her head and said: "No matter how unpleasant the words are, in the past when the young lady first entered the palace and was not favored, Huang Guiquan and the others said so many unpleasant things from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, haven't we all suffered from it?
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Jinxi waved her hand and said: "That's fine. After all, this is a palace. It's normal to worship the superiors and suppress the inferiors. It's normal for people to be red-topped and white-white. But this is a quiet place for Buddhism and a place for spiritual practice. You don't know what those sisters-in-law said.
My words are so unpleasant and hurtful." They all thought that I was fast asleep, so Jinxi began to talk and told Huanbi the whole story.
After hearing this, Huanbi couldn't help being shocked and angry, and said: "Is this what sisters-in-law would say? She is worse than a shrew in the market. The young lady has already fallen into such a state, why should she step on it again? It is only right to add insult to injury.
What good do they do?"
Jin Xi sighed and said sadly: "This has been like this since we first came here. How will my wife endure it in the future?"
I just listened quietly, shrinking into the quilt little by little, and wrapping myself up little by little. The weather in November has already entered winter. As soon as I spoke, a thin white air overflowed from my mouth. But the weather
No matter how cold it is, how can it compare to the coldness of people's hearts?
Is it true that no matter where you go, you can't escape right and wrong and entanglements?
Ganlu Temple is the last escape route. Where else can I escape? There is not even a place to stay.
I bit the quilt tightly. The quilt in the temple was naturally incomparable to the soft and soft cloud silk quilt in the palace. It was so hard that it pressed against my body and I didn’t feel warm at all. My teeth were sore and I couldn’t help but shed tears.
Come down.
Only one drop fell, but I no longer wanted to shed tears for it. I knew early on that even if I came to Ganlu Temple, I was not here to enjoy happiness. Since I already know that I have to endure hardship, why should I be sad and suffer any more?
I wiped my tears, stood up gently and walked outside. Huanbi and Jinxi were both startled when they heard the footsteps. They hurriedly covered up the sadness on their faces with smiles and said, "Madam, why don't you wake up?"
Get up after sleeping a little longer."
I smiled and took their hands and said, "Don't worry, I've slept enough to wake up." The weather outside was colder than inside, and my clothes were a little thin. I said slowly, "It's better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. However, it's better to ask for others than to ask for yourself.
It's just some charcoal. If it really can't be used, let's go up to the mountain and chop it down tomorrow. We have hands and feet, so we won't die of hunger or cold."
Jin Xi knew that I had heard it, and said with a smile: "With the words of a lady, what should we be afraid of? This is exactly what I said, it is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself."
Huanbi couldn't help but worry, "Young lady has not yet given birth, how can she work like this? Besides, she has always been pampered and pampered."
I smiled and said, "It was a thing of the past no matter how pampered we were, what difference are we made now?"
Huanbi couldn't bear it anymore, her eye circles were slightly red, and she said, "It's so sad that Miss said such things."
I pulled them to sit down, rolled up my sleeves, and said, "Although I can't get wet during confinement, starching clothes is always fine. I can't always see you working hard and just sit back and enjoy the results."
Jin Xi laughed at the side and said: "Since the lady has said this, we can't say anything. The only thing is that the lady's body has not been out of the moon yet, and it will be bad if something happens to her. So if the lady can walk, go and pick up some."
Just use firewood, and the heavy work of chopping firewood can be left to the slaves and Miss Huanbi."
I know that Jinxi and Huanbi are dedicated to protecting me, and I feel even more grateful.
I got up the next day and went to the mountain to collect firewood early in the morning. I met Jingbai and brought two girls out. Seeing that I was going to collect firewood, she said loudly: "Help me cut a load in the yard."
She said it was natural, and naturally I didn't want to conflict or argue with her, so Wei Wei agreed.
The first time I went there, I went early and there was no one on the mountain yet. I happily cut a lot of them and picked them back, and sent them to Jingbai's residence first. She only glanced at me twice, then suddenly reached out and pinched me.
On her arm, she said with a smile: "I think you are lazy and picked these to do your errands? Look at these grasses, where are they useful?" She pinched the grass stems with one finger as if pinching me, and the green grass was green.
The juice immediately oozed out. She squinted and sneered: "Look at your stupid look, the firewood you picked must be from the back slope. You only look tall, but the water is the most difficult to burn. It turns out that you have a smart face, but you are
She is a stupid person who can't even pick up firewood. After all, she is a queen who came from the palace. She doesn't separate grains from grains and doesn't work hard in all four parts. She has a blessed life."
She spoke so harshly that my arm hurt. I didn't dare to hide or reply, so I had to endure it.
The sister-in-law next to her named Mo Jue, who was Jingbai's apprentice, hurriedly built a bridge along the plank and said with a flattering smile: "Master is right. Look at her charming look. She can't collect firewood, she can only be pretentious and pretentious.
It's just pathetic. She thought she was still in the palace, and she must have been the kind of foxy person who always flatters the Holy Spirit in the palace."
I just listened silently, and there was a sense of sadness and pain in my throat. I just thought to myself, don't monks have compassion? How can I poke people's wounds without mercy? Where did I offend?
Got them.
It's just that people are cold and cold. I've seen it too much and I'm too lazy to argue.
Jingbai saw me dumbfounded and didn't say anything. She felt even more disgusted and said, "Go ahead. I'll be upset when I see you! Go pick up two more loads of firewood, or you won't be allowed to eat."
I went up the mountain numbly, but this time I learned my lesson and only picked up the ones on the front slope. I was cutting twice when I saw Mo Yan walking up with his head down.
She looked me over, then fixed her eyes on the firewood, and asked, "Is this the firewood you picked up?"
I didn't see anything wrong, so I had to answer: "Yes."
Without saying a word, she turned the entire basket over and dumped all the firewood I had just picked up on the ground. She glared at me and said, "Don't be surprised! The things you picked up will definitely be scolded by Jingbai when you go back."
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I was slightly ashamed, lowered my head and said, "I don't know what I want to pick up. No one told me."
Mo Yan didn't even raise his head and said, "Those people in Ganlu Temple want to laugh at you. How could they tell you what to pick up?" She just lowered her head and walked up, stopping and picking up while saying:
"Gathering firewood sounds like a light job, but it's actually not easy." She broke off a few sticks of firewood and pointed them to me, "This kind of alopecia is the best, it's tall and strong and resistant to burning. Then there's the white slag cotton.
There is a kind called 'pigeon egg' which looks like a small bamboo and makes a crackling sound when burned."
I've probably never seen her talk before, so I have to keep it in my mind silently so that I can distinguish it in the future.
Mo Yan added: "What Jingbai said just now is right, the location of mowing depends on the location. The grass is divided into front and rear slopes. The back slope is moist and the grass grows tall, but the moisture is too much and it is difficult to burn. The grass on the front slope is cut for the front slope.
The slope faces the sun and is dry, so the weeds grow short and stocky, light in weight and durable in burning."
She was quick with her hands and feet, and soon she had cut off a large handful and put them all in my basket. I followed her and hurriedly imitated, and cut off less than a handful. I couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "I'm really useless."
Yes, I'll let you teach me how to cut some grass, and it's so unfavorable."
She glanced at me and said with a cold face: "You have never done such heavy work before, learn it slowly. I also think that your embroidery skills are difficult to learn, so you have to leave them in my hands."
, at most I can embroider a duck egg for her."
I saw that although she was cold and unsociable, she was a warm-hearted person with a cold face. Naturally, I was very grateful that she was willing to lend a helping hand like this.
The time gradually turned to noon. I had been busy all morning and piled two loads of firewood high. Even though it was winter, I was still sweating. Mo Yan helped me step on the piles and said: "This is enough for you."
I've been burning for two days, so I might as well go and have business with Jingbai."
I wiped my forehead and looked around. I saw a vast expanse of yellow grass, most of it withered, so I smiled and said, "Why don't you go back first, and I'll pick up some more."
Jingbai couldn't help but frowned and said: "You have only been well for a long time, and you are holding on like this for no one to see. You haven't given birth yet, be careful if you get into trouble, you will suffer in the future.
"She originally had crouching eyebrows, just like a man, but now she curls up in anger and feels even more frightening.
I hurriedly smiled and said: "Okay. Just listen to you." I was very grateful and said: "I was sick when I first came here, so thank you for bringing brown sugar to save me. Now I want to thank you even more."
She patted my arm, laughed loudly, and said, "What are you talking about?" Mo Yan was very strong, so he slapped me on the arm, right where Jingbai had pinched him, and I didn't realize it.
"Ouch!" Mo Yan heard something wrong and picked up my sleeve, leaving a streak of black where Jingbai pinched me just now.
Mo Yan flew into a rage, slapped his thigh hard and said, "I'll tell the abbot."
I hurriedly grabbed her and said, "It doesn't matter, just go back and apply some medicinal wine."
Mo Yan said: "Is it just that I picked up the wrong firewood? What a big deal, so I pinch you like this?" She glared at me, "Are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid? She humiliated you like this, and you don't know how to fight back? No.
Do you know how to tell the abbot?"
I looked at her and said, "So what if I fight back or tell the abbot?"
She blurted out, "Abbott will naturally handle her well!"
I lowered my head and walked silently for a few steps, and said, "Yes. If I tell the abbot, he will naturally deal with it impartially. However, in this way, I will offend them even more. The abbot alone can protect me for a while, but he cannot protect me for the rest of my life."
If they do something secretly with a grudge, I really can't guard against it. So I can only endure it for a while and hope that it will be better in the future."
Mo Yan said angrily: "You really have a good temper. If it were me, I would immediately go up to you and let them know how powerful my aunt is."
She spoke sharply and sharply, and she really didn't look like a monk. I just laughed and said, "Yes. If I were as strong as you, I wouldn't compromise."
She said proudly, "Of course. Look, who in Ganlu Temple dares to bully me, Mo Yan?"
I smiled and nodded, "Of course no one would dare, unless she gets too bold." I thought about it and felt a little sad, "I just don't know where I offended them, they are always so picky about me.
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Mo Yan curled his lips and said disdainfully: "What else? But you are young and beautiful, and you came from the palace. You were favored by the emperor in the past. Naturally, they didn't like it." She sneered lowly and said: "
Many of them are old girls who have never even seen a man in their lives."
The words were so explicit that I blushed, pretending not to hear them, and walked beside her. However, she was really strong, carrying two baskets of firewood, and she was still walking fast. If she hadn't slowed down her pace because of my weakness.
, I’m afraid I’ve already arrived at Ganlu Temple.
Sure enough, when Jingbai saw the firewood I picked up later, she didn't even say a word of fussy gossip. She just frowned and said, "From now on, I will pick up two loads of firewood every day." When she saw me turning around to say goodbye silently, she said harshly again.
: "Wash away well. Someone in the palace is here to see you. Don't act as if we have wronged you or something."
I was startled, who in the palace would come to see me? I am an ominous person who was expelled from the palace! Suddenly, my heart felt hot, could it be Meizhuang? Oh, only Meizhuang can be like this.
Think of me.
I don’t know if she has been doing well in the past few decades or if her appearance has become paler.
But concubines are not allowed to leave the palace easily, so how can Meizhuang come out to see me?
Thinking like this, my steps became much faster, my heart was pounding, and I ran straight towards my residence.
The wooden door opened in response, and they saw the abbot accompanied by a woman in palace clothes in her forties. She had a plain white silverware on her head, a dark red velvet flower on her hairpin, a green and gold-embroidered cotton dress, and a flower on the outside.
Wearing a sapphire-colored satin embroidered double-breasted coat, with kind facial features, who else could it be if she wasn't Fangruo?
My feet froze, but I didn't expect it was her, so I couldn't help but blurt out: "Aunt Fangruo!"
She said "Okay" twice, held my hand, her voice choked with sobs, "My wife is very haggard." She touched my wrist bones and said with regret: "Why are you so thin?
?" Before he finished speaking, he looked at the abbot with displeasure in the corners of his eyes.
I knew that the abbot was innocent. She was devoted to the Buddha and paid little attention to other things. So I said, "It's because of my poor health. The people at Ganlu Temple have taken special care of me."
Fangruo then gave up and asked the abbot to go out. He smiled and pulled me to sit down, and said affectionately, "I have a lot of things that I want to show you."
I was slightly confused, but then I saw her spreading out the baggage, taking out each item one by one, and saying: "These foods are given by the Queen Mother, specially for the Queen Mother to replenish her body. The Lady has just given birth to the moon, so she should have eaten some black-bone chicken."
"Bird's nest is nourishing, but after all, Buddhism is a place of cultivation. Firstly, it is not allowed to eat meat, and secondly, it is not convenient to bring in anything too valuable." She listed everything, "This is a prescription for postpartum care prescribed by the imperial doctor.
It was Shen Jieyu who specially asked Mr. Wen to prescribe the prescription and sent it to the slave. Mr. Wen has always diagnosed the lady's pulse, so this prescription is the most suitable for the lady's constitution. Even the medicine has been prepared, and the lady will eat it according to it.
.There are also these motherworts, yams, dried longans, and dried lychees, all given to the lady by the Queen Mother. There are also a few silk robes and cotton-padded jackets for the lady to keep out the cold in the winter. There are also some charcoal fires, although they are not as good as those in the palace.
But it's okay." Fangruo looked around, "Madam, this place is a bit shabby, and the bedding is not warm enough. I'm afraid it won't be possible to survive the winter, especially in this mountain. I'll send some more to you then."
I bowed and said, "I am a guilty person, and I really can't take it for the Queen Mother to show her mercy in every possible way."
Fangruo sighed and said: "How could the Queen Mother not know about the grievances of the Madam? The Queen Mother loves the Madam deeply in her heart, but it's hard to say it out. After all, the Emperor is the Queen Mother's biological child, and the Queen is the Queen Mother's niece. What's wrong?
The Queen Mother has to protect her." Fangruo glanced at me and whispered: "Although the palm of the hand is flesh and the back of the hand is also flesh, my wife is a delicate person, so she naturally knows that the palm of the hand and the back of the hand are also thick and thin. Don't blame the Queen Mother!" She said!
He pressed my hand hard, using a lot of force, which seemed to be comforting, but also admonishing.
It was as if a cold wind was blowing across my eyes. My eyes felt sour, and I held back the tears and said, "I don't dare to blame the Queen Mother."