The walk around Ganlu Temple gradually became familiar, and when it was time to collect firewood at night, I gradually walked farther.WWW.tsxsw.COM

Sometimes Jingbai frowns and sends me away, "Don't be lazy and walk around all the time. Are you still the same as before? Walk farther away to collect firewood."

So I gradually got involved in the back mountains of Lingyun Peak or Ganlu Peak.

Only the Miao Miao Peak, which built the Qingliangtai courtyard where Xuanqing lived, I never went to. It wasn’t for any other reason, but sometimes I climbed up and looked far away, and saw the white walls and high tiles of Qingliangtai from a distance.

I felt a little strangely peaceful and just thought it would be good to watch from a distance. If I really wanted to get closer, I would feel faintly scared.

That day when I arrived at the back mountain of Ganlu Peak, there were many trees, narrow roads, dense jungles, and the fragrant wild flowers dotted the green grass. I was greedy for a moment, so I walked behind the deep forest where I had never been before. But I saw green flowers on the slopes.

The shade is like a cover, blocking the scorching sun and pouring down like fire. The dense shade pours down like green water, during which you can hear the birds singing gracefully, and their chirping is like the tinkling of falling pearls. The hot summer air at the end of May around you has also calmed down.

The tranquility fades away. The further you go to the back of the mountain, the more clear springs and splashing streams you see, and the more you feel the clean and cool breath blowing against your face. Every pore in your body, limbs, and bones feels comfortable.

Walking into the forest, deep in the wind, a cobblestone winding path is deep and deep, seeming to lead people to walk in. There are only a few old houses surrounding a small courtyard, with yellow walls and black tiles.

The color has long been eroded by the mountain wind and has lost its old appearance, leaving only an old air, blended in with the deep green, looking lifeless and unremarkable at all.

As I got closer, I saw a small plaque on the door. Most of the gold paint had peeled off. In addition, the sky was dark. It took me a long time to distinguish it, and I finally saw the three characters "Anqiguan".

I was curious for a moment, and felt thirsty and unbearable. I saw that the gray wooden door was ajar, thinking that someone was there. So I reached out and pushed it, and the door opened with a creak.

It is a small courtyard, with an ordinary main hall. Behind the main hall is an atrium, and behind the courtyard there are three small Zen rooms, all of which are kept very clean and tidy. What is commendable is that there is a simple atmosphere beside the green grass.

The rocks at the spring eye create its own interest. There are small sycamore trees planted densely around the courtyard, making it very quiet.

The forest is quiet and quiet, and the cool breeze comes for a while, which can't help but make people feel chilled by the tranquility, and they don't feel so thirsty anymore.

A gentle and calm voice came quietly, saying: "Are you looking for someone?"

I heard the sound and went to see a woman wearing a Taoist nun's costume, standing in the dusk, holding a kettle and looking at me.

The light was reversed, so I couldn't see her face clearly. I only felt that her voice was very gentle and moving. I knew that it was very rude to come in quietly like this. I bowed quickly and said with an apologetic smile: "I'm thirsty, so

You come here to ask for a drink of water."

She smiled when she heard this and waved to me: "The water there is raw water from the well and cannot be eaten raw. Come with me here and I will give you the water." I thanked her quickly and then approached her.

As I got closer, I saw that this Taoist nun was only about forty years old. She was not very beautiful, but her eyebrows were delicate and quiet, but she looked familiar. There was an indescribable gentleness in her features, just like the most beautiful words in the book.

A sentimental poem from the Song Dynasty. At this time, the dusk is getting darker, and the light and shadow are like the sunset on the Red River. Her suddenly appearing face is like a bright moon in the sky, with countless rays of light, and even more like the first new snow blooming under the gray sky in winter.

Crystal white and refreshing.

For a moment, I just felt that my eyes were blurred and my mouth was dry. The dryness was not caused by the thirst just now, but because my thoughts were not in my mind, all on her, and I couldn't move away even a little bit.

She gave me a glass of water with a smile and said with a smile: "Drink it, the tea has just been cooled down, it is warm enough to drink."

I was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to pick him up. She gave me a few gentle words of encouragement before I finally came to my senses and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry."

She shook her head and didn't blame her. I hurriedly took the water to drink, and secretly blamed myself. I am not an impatient man. I am used to seeing all kinds of beautiful women in the palace, even the gorgeous one like Concubine Hua.

. She is not an exceptionally beautiful woman, but she can't help but make people fascinated.

I was secretly amazed, took a sip of water and said, "I don't know how to call it?"

She smiled gently and said, "Just ask me to Chongjing."

Chongjing? I was in a daze, as if I had heard this name somewhere. What made me even more confused was that Ganlu Temple was originally a Buddhist temple where nuns lived. How could there be such an unknown Taoist temple in the mountains near Ganlu Temple?

.

Chongjing, I thought about it carefully, but I couldn't remember it after all. However, I knew deeply that I must have heard of this name.

While I was thinking carefully, she asked me, "Are you the sister-in-law from Ganlu Temple in front of you?" I nodded. She asked again, "Are you new here? Why are you still out so late?"

I whispered: "Yes. It's just because the firewood I collected is not enough, so I am stranded outside. I will go back soon."

She smiled slightly, with a look of compassion in her eyes, "It's so hard for you, it's such hard work."

I smiled apologetically, not wanting others to pity me. Seeing that she was alone, I asked, "Do you live alone?"

She looked around the huge Taoist temple and said with a smile: "I live with a maid."

I was secretly surprised that it was too deserted like this. But it was hard to ask her why she was a monk here, so I had to lower my head and drink water silently.

Just as he was talking, he heard the wooden door ring again, and a brisk voice said: "Oh, is there anyone alive?"

I looked back and bowed, but there was someone who looked like a maid. I thought it was the maid who Chong Jing said lived with her, so I said, "Excuse me."

She was about the same age as the Taoist nun. She put down the things in her hands and smiled heartily at me: "The concubine doesn't feel bothered, so why should I feel bothered?"

I was startled, and flashes of light flashed through my mind. The gentle Taoist nun in front of me was called "Toffee" by the maid, and this place was close to the Qingliangtai where Xuanqing lived. Her tranquility

Isn't the gentle temperament between her brows and eyes exactly the same as Xuanqing's? How could her noble demeanor be that of an ordinary Taoist nun?

She, the Taoist nun in front of her, was actually Xuan Qing's biological mother. She was the late emperor's concubine Shu, who was famous in Beijing at that time and is still widely known among the people of the palace. She is now the concubine Shu.

Chong Jing, the one who Xuan Ling originally decreed to confer the title of Concubine Shu Gui was "Chong Jing Yuanshi, the leader of Jinting".

No one would have thought that Concubine Shu, who had been favored by three thousand people and had left all the beauties in the Six Palaces colorless, would actually live in this deserted Taoist temple.

I was shocked and speechless for a moment, and it took me a moment to speak: "Concubine Shu Gui?"

Her pretty eyebrows frowned slightly, and she looked at me doubtfully, "Do you know my name?"

What she said confirmed my suspicion.

In people's legends, and in my imagination, Concubine Shu, who was favored by the late emperor and loved by three thousand raindrops, must be an extremely beautiful and brilliant woman, but she did not expect to be such a gentle and indifferent woman.

Ruju doesn't have the sharp and shrewd brilliance of a woman who has lived in the palace for decades.

I nodded and bowed politely, "Yes. Now it's time to call you Master Chong Jingyuan, the leader of Jinting."

This title was given by the emperor personally and was not known to the whole world. I blurted out at this time and she already knew it. She looked at me for a long time and said, "Are you from the palace?"

I was slightly startled, and then said: "The concubine is right."

She stood quietly in front of me and smiled faintly at me. Her smile shone in the dark moment, like the faint glow of pearls flowing, as if shrouded in mist. At this time, the sky had completely darkened, and the stars were faintly shining.

Concubine Shu Gui's Taoist robe was rolled up by the mountain breeze, like a pear blossom blooming in the snow, and her figure was as graceful as a fairy standing in the wind under the moonlight on Yaotai.

I was almost shocked and couldn't open my eyes. She was not very beautiful, but no one could match her beauty. I have been proud of my appearance since I was a child, but in front of her, I felt faintly

Ashamed of myself.

Such a graceful and agile temperament, like a jade tree with buds and snow, soaked by the spring breeze and spring water, has never been seen by anyone in the palace. And her temperament has not changed after decades in the palace, no wonder the late emperor loved her

When she reached this point, she could hardly see the figure of the woman next to her. No wonder King Qishan’s mother once privately criticized her for being “foolish and charming”. It turned out that it was not foxy, but a kind of charm that even women would be seduced by.

The gentleness that attracts you.

She looked at me and smiled and said: "Qing'er once told me that there is a noble concubine in the palace who lives in Ganlu Temple to practice Buddhism. She must be talking about you."

I felt ashamed for a moment and said calmly: "Concubine is an old title. Please call me 'Mochou'."

"Mo Chou?" She pondered slightly and said with a smile, "What is your family name?"

I replied: "My original surname is Zhen."

She looked at my long, disheveled hair, smiled slightly and said, "In that case, I will call you 'Ms. Zhen'."

I said: "The concubine is so polite."

Concubine Shu Gui smiled gently: "Forgive me for being blind just now. Lady Zhen's demeanor is naturally something that girls in ordinary temples don't have. I didn't recognize it for a moment. I was really neglecting her." After saying that, she asked me to sit down and pointed.

The maid just now smiled and said, "That's my personal maid, her name is Jiuyun." So she asked Jiuyun to come and see her.

I hurriedly said humbly: "Of course it is my aunt who serves the concubine. As a commoner, how can I ask my aunt to meet me?"

The concubine hurriedly grabbed me and said: "That's right. We are not in the palace, so why should we observe the etiquette of the palace. I will treat you as my junior and she is my maid. It is appropriate to meet her."

I heard that the concubine was so approachable, and it was hard to refuse, so we met each other. Cuiyun was very cheerful and straightforward. He smiled at me and said, "I just heard that the concubine said that my wife is a girl from Ganlu Temple. I

I was shocked, thinking how could my sister-in-law be so beautiful? The concubine must have lied to me."

I heard her talk informally and couldn't help but look at the concubine. Sure enough, concubine Shu Gui smiled and said: "She has grown up with me since she was a child. This is how she talks. Madam, don't be surprised."

I laughed and said, "Of course not. I really like talking like this, without beating around the bush and making people feel tired."

Cui Yun came closer to me, and I was slightly surprised when I raised my eyes. Her eyes were the same warm color as amber, just like Concubine Shu Gui. I was surprised and said: "Your eyes..."

Concubine Shu Gui smiled and said: "Junyun and I are both barbarians, so our eyes are different from those of you Han people."

The Baiyi were originally a small tribe far to the south of Nanzhao. They formed their own clan and paid tribute to Nanzhao every year. In the third year of Longqing, the late Emperor's General Fuyuan pacified Nanzhao, and by the way, he also defeated the Baiyi who were dependent on Nanzhao.

The Yi and Cangnan tribes all surrendered to the Great Zhou Dynasty. From then on, they became vassals of the Great Zhou Dynasty and paid tribute.

History books say that Concubine Shu was the daughter of Governor Pingzhang Ruan Yannian, and she was from a scholarly family. How could she be a Pai Yi? Could it be that Concubine Shu's mother was a Pai woman?

Seeing me thinking, Jiuyun chuckled and said, "Ms. Zhen, I know what you are thinking. You must be wondering why our concubine is a foreigner, right?"

I was guessed by her, and I felt a little embarrassed and couldn't hide it, so I simply said: "That's not what is written in the history of Zhou Dynasty. It seems to say that the concubine is the daughter of Governor Pingzhang Ruan..."

Concubine Shu Gui said calmly: "In the past, I had to keep it secret in the palace, but now it doesn't matter if I say it. Mr. Ruan is my adoptive father. Back then, the late emperor wanted to make it easier for me to enter the palace, so he asked me to be fostered under Mr. Ruan's name. My

It is indeed the daughter's home of Baiyi, both parents were born and raised in Baiyi." She was slightly fascinated, "The mountains and rivers of Baiyi are my hometown."

I heard her speak honestly and sincerely, without any concealment, and I was deeply moved. I naturally felt close to her.

Concubine Shu Gui smiled and said: "I've told you so much, maybe the lady doesn't like to hear it. It's true that old people talk so trivially." There was quite a kind feeling in her eyes, "It's just that when I meet the lady, I will naturally feel friendly. Madam, please don't

It’s better to see weird people.”
To be continued...