In the end, Cheng Jiaoniang's master and servant did not go to Taiping Residence, but got into the car and went into the city.
The car was still rented from Qiaotou. They left early and entered the city in the afternoon, but they saw a huge crowd of people on the road.
"The Fifteenth Dharma Ceremony of Puxiu Temple." The man who rented the car and horse said, "Madam, are you going to see the excitement?"
The maid raised the curtain of the carriage and pointed the way.
"Go through the north gate of Puxiu Temple." She said, then looked back at Cheng Jiaoniang, "Would you like to have a look, madam?"
Cheng Jiaoniang sat upright without moving her head.
"Actually, there are a lot of people, so it's not as comfortable as coming here every day. On market days, most of the time there are monks and nuns selling things to support the family." The maid laughed.
"Sister, I know." The car renter smiled, while leading his horse through the lively crowd, "These delicate and beautiful concubines raised by these monks and grandfathers are not enough for incense and fire money."
"I don't dare to take him out." The maid laughed, "The government won't catch you and punish you with hard labor."
Hearing the foreign accent and seeming very familiar with the capital, the man who rented the carriage looked at the maid in surprise.
"Sister, money can make all the difference. How can a monk who can marry a wife lack a little money?" He said with a smile, "Old man, I am illiterate. If I was literate, I would be able to read scriptures and be sharp, and I would be able to point.
If I get good tea, I will become a monk. How can it be so hard?"
"Being able to read scriptures, be sharp and order good tea is not something that can be achieved without hard work." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
The man who rented the car was startled and couldn't help but look back.
This little lady barely spoke after the car ride. She thought she was mute, but it turns out she can speak.
"What I'm saying is that everything you do is hard, but for just a bowl of tea, the Zen monk of Puxiu Temple can buy it for two hundred guan a bowl." He chuckled, but he couldn't help but mutter.
"What they sell is not tea, but Zen." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
The coachman chuckled and stuck out his tongue. This little lady spoke so seriously that people didn't dare and didn't know how to answer the conversation. Every word was understandable, but when put together, they were incomprehensible. Every word was ordinary.
Listening together, it sounds like a hammer hitting iron.
The maid pursed her lips and smiled, then she lifted the car curtain and showed Cheng Jiaoniang one by one the street scene outside.
After passing through the north gate of Puxiu Temple and turning to the back gate, the crowd was still dense.
"I'll buy Brother Jin a cricket to play with." The maid said, "He's very bored at home alone."
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded.
The maid jumped out of the car and led the renter forward to park on the side of the road. She stopped in front of a flower, bird, fish and insect stall, and heard someone calling her sister.
"Mr. Han." The maid turned around, looked at the young man wearing a green cloth robe, and said with a happy smile.
Han Yuanchao smiled at her, and several of his companions looked at the maid curiously.
"Ah, Sir, the exam has been finished. How did you do in the exam?" the maid asked as she thought of something.
"I'm afraid I'll have to do it again in three years." Han Yuanchao said with a smile.
"When the results are released in March, please don't tell me first," the maid said with a smile.
Everyone knew how the test was going. Han Yuanchao smiled and said nothing, but looked around.
"Sister, did you come to Puxiu Temple to offer incense?" he asked.
The maid shook her head.
"My wife and I were passing by," she said.
Lady?
Han Yuanchao couldn't help but look to the side. There were many carriages, which stopped noisily. Most of them were rented ordinary carriages and horses, and there were no high-ranking officials or nobles with emblems.
"Did Mr. Han come to offer incense?" the maid asked, "Is it too late now? Didn't you pay homage to Kong Xian before the exam?"
Although gentlemen do not blame gods for their indiscriminate power, scholars who come to Beijing to take the exam will still go to the Confucius Temple to pay homage either secretly or openly.
Several scholars laughed.
"We are here to say goodbye. We hope to have better luck. If we can listen to Mr. Jiangzhou's lecture on scripture before the exam, we may be able to pass the exam." A companion said, "This time the examiner is Mao Xun, a Hanlin scholar, and Mr. Jiangzhou
We are from the same sect."
The maid looked at Han Yuanchao.
"Mr. Mr. Jiangzhou started giving lectures on the classics?" she asked in surprise.
"Yes, half a month before the exam." A companion said, shaking his head with regret on his face, "It's a pity that we couldn't squeeze in to observe."
The maid said, thoughtfully.
"Sister, go and get busy." Han Yuanchao said, "Let's go and say goodbye."
The maid hurriedly saluted and watched them pass.
Han Yuanchao stepped forward and then stopped, looking at the maid, feeling a little funny.
I thought that she was up to no good and had already thought about how to refuse to see her. Unexpectedly, she didn't come to see her again at all. Instead, she rushed up to greet her on her own initiative.
"Mr. Sir, is there anything else?" the maid looked at him and asked with a smile.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for me." Han Yuanchao said, nodding slightly, "The cook told me that he had found a job. It must be Your Majesty's kindness."
Lord?
The maid was stunned for a moment, and before she could speak, Han Yuanchao had already walked away with his companions, and soon blended into the crowd and entered Puxiu Temple through the back door.
She was stunned for a moment and then laughed again.
"My lord?" She shook her head and said, carrying two insect cages and walking towards the carriage, then she suddenly stopped and said with a look of surprise on her face.
"Madam, madam, I understand."
She sat in the car and said.
Cheng Jiaoniang was looking at the insect cage placed aside, with a look of inquiry in her eyes.
"Understand what?" she asked.
"Are you doing this for Mr. Han?" The maid took a deep breath and asked, "To fulfill his righteousness? To fulfill his goodwill and chivalrous heart?"
Those who want to help will have good luck and no worries about food and clothing from now on. What else can perfectly explain a person's generosity and kindness than this.
It's just that this idea is so simple and straightforward when you think of it, and so straightforward that it's impossible.
How could anyone think of this? How could anyone want to help a person and put so much effort into it, and still have their thoughts unknown to others?
Cheng Jiaoniang raised her head and glanced at her.
"Whatever he wants to do, he can do it." She said, "Why do you need others to fulfill it? What others fulfill is just other people's, so it has nothing to do with him."
The maid was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Madam, it's enough for me to listen to your last sentence." She said.
Whatever you want, you can do it. It's up to you. As long as you like it, I only need to help you and help you. Just because your intention is not empty and unfulfilled, so that your kindness will be rewarded and your kindness will be useful.
May your kindness continue.
As the maid thought about it, her eyes felt hot and her heart felt hot.
If you can get this meaning in life, what else can you ask for?
"Madam." She couldn't help calling. It seemed that there were many words stirring in her chest, but nothing came out when she reached her mouth, so she finally muttered.
When Prince Jin'an entered the Queen Mother's palace again, there was one more person accompanying him.
"Brother." The boy, about six years old, wearing a brocade robe, sniffed his nose and said, "Did you smell it?"
The prince of Jin'an County looked at him with a puzzled look on his face.
"What?" he asked.
"It smells so good," the boy said.
"Your Highness, don't always think about eating." Prince Jin'an grinned and said.
The palace attendants outside the door have already greeted me.
"Second Prince, Prince of the County." They saluted respectfully.
The two walked into the door and saw them coming in. The queen mother in the palace greeted them happily.
"Your Majesty, what good food can you eat? It smells so good." The second prince sat down in front of the Queen Mother and asked with a childish tone.
"You're such a greedy little cat, you just know how to eat." The Queen Mother said with a smile, "If your father knows about it, he will say that you don't make progress."
On the side, Prince Jin'an smiled.
"Your Highness, your Majesty, likes to eat. It shows that you are strong. Your Majesty is not happy yet." He smiled, sniffing his nose as if inadvertently, "It's really delicious. My Majesty, what do you want to eat?"
"
The Queen Mother smiled.
"Two greedy cats." She smiled and motioned to the palace attendant, "Go and get some fried oriole from the Chen family."
Prince Jin'an raised his eyebrows.
"Chen family?" he asked.
"Chen Shao's family." The Queen Mother smiled.
"Oh, Madam, Sir Chen, how is his father?" Prince Jin'an asked.
"Well, it's really strange to say that." The Queen Mother said, "I invited a miracle doctor from Jiangzhou and he was cured in three to five days."
The palace servants had already brought up two plates of oriole and placed them in front of the second prince and Prince Jin'an.
"It's so powerful? Didn't you say it can't be cured?" King Jin'an asked.
The second prince was not interested in these and had already started eating the oriole.
"There are people outside the world, and there are people outside the world. It's not what I am telling you. These imperial doctors have degenerated after being raised in the capital for a long time." The Queen Mother said, shaking her head, "There are really some miracle doctors among the people."
"Your Majesty, it's delicious." The second prince finished two of them and said with a greasy hand, "I want to eat more."
The Queen Mother hurriedly ordered the palace staff to wipe him.
"Also, Mrs. Chen left the cook in the palace and taught the royal meal before going back. You can eat it anytime you want," she said with a smile.
"Oh, I saw it. Mrs. Chen came in with a cook, and she was a cook." Prince Jin'an said casually as he picked up the oriole and ate it slowly.
The Queen Mother smiled.
"No, that's Mrs. Chen's daughter." She smiled and asked the palace attendant next to her, "What's her name? She's dressed very uniquely and she's cute."
"Ming Su, I am eighteen in the clan." The palace man replied with a smile, "I am fourteen this year."
Prince Jin'an took the handkerchief handed to him by the palace attendant, lowered his head and slowly wiped his mouth.
Chen Su, Chen Shiba Niang?
For a moment of joking, because the concubine Xian was raising her fetus here, Prince Jin'an signaled the second prince to leave.
"The Queen Mother is waiting to ask His Highness about his homework." He said in a low voice.
The second prince's face suddenly wrinkled.
"Your Majesty." He looked at the Queen Mother and twisted.
"Good boy, go ahead. The Queen is doing it for your own good. Learn from your husband." The Queen Mother smiled.
"His Royal Highness just happened to bring the oriole over to borrow the flowers from the empress to offer to the Buddha." Prince Jin'an said with a smile.
The second prince nodded hurriedly, and the queen mother also smiled and asked the palace servants to pretend. Then she looked at the prince of Jin'an, and could not hide her nod of approval and affection.
"Go ahead, he is young, so take him with you." She said, "After a while, you and the eldest prince will leave the palace, and he will be lonely."
The prince of Jin'an County smiled.
"Your Majesty, you are worrying too much. You are going to have a younger brother." He smiled.
The Queen Mother immediately beamed.
"Okay, I ask you for this auspicious word." She smiled and said, "Go and tell Concubine Xian, the prince said that she is waiting to bring more younger brothers to play with."
The palace man went away with a smile, and came back soon with a plate of gold, silver and jewelry.
"The virtuous concubine gave it to the prince to play with," they said with a smile.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." The Prince of Jin'an County smiled and took it, then looked at the Queen Mother, "My Majesty, I have already given it to you, the Concubine Xian."
The Queen Mother was stunned and then covered her mouth and laughed.
"Little slippery man, I'm still thinking about my private quarters." She said, smiling and gesturing to the palace attendants, "Reward."
After sending the second prince to the queen first, Prince Jin'an returned to his palace.
When I was young, I lived with the Empress Dowager. When I grew up, in order to avoid it, I moved to the west end of the palace. This place is close to the front court and far from the harem. It was originally the study of Emperor Taizu. Later, it was burned down and renovated, so it became empty.
It wasn't until it was given to the king of Jin'an County that people lived there. There were many trees over the years. It was fine in winter, but in summer the green shade spread all over the place and blocked the sky and the sun, making it look increasingly lonely.
When Prince Jin'an entered the door, he saw two plates of rewards placed in front of the screen. He looked at them quietly for a moment, then suddenly stepped forward and raised his hand to overturn them.
"Your Highness." A chamberlain hurriedly shouted in a low voice, then hurriedly closed the door and looked around carefully.
Prince Jin'an turned around and smiled.
"No one," he said, "look how scared you are."
"Prince, please don't scare me. Please be careful and don't be careless." The servant patted his chest and spoke casually, showing that he was getting close to people.
Prince Jin'an lifted up his clothes and sat down cross-legged.
"I know, you go down." He said, reaching out to pick up the jewelry scattered on the ground. He leaned on the table and held it up to his eyes one by one with a half-tilted body, looking at it with a smile on his face.
The waiter responded by exiting and closing the door. The daylight gradually faded, and finally only filtered through the door and window lattice, covering the body of the young man sitting on the floor in the atrium. (To be continued)
