Scheme of the Official Descendant

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Nanny Zhou responded, and Mrs. Li took Ren Yaoqi to offer incense.

Kneeling in front of the ten-foot-high statue of Buddha in the Daxiong Palace, Mrs. Li put her hands together and prayed devoutly with her eyes closed.

Li's prayers are nothing more than the health of the whole family, the safety of the two children, and a smooth life. Finally, she also hopes that the Buddha can help Ren Yaoqi get rid of evil spirits and prevent her from having nightmares.

Ren Yaoqi knelt beside her in a decent manner, and when she saw Li Shi get up to offer incense, she also followed Li Shi to imitate her.

After both mother and daughter had finished burning incense, Nanny Zhou came back.

"Ma'am, Master Jingchen is discussing the Dharma with a distinguished guest, we may have to wait for a while." Nanny Zhou came over and whispered, "Seng Zhike has arranged a resting courtyard for us, you see Do you want to rest for a while now?"

Bailong Temple receives many guests every day, and it is normal to have one or two distinguished guests. Monks are both born and joined the world, and they are not exempt from customs.

After sitting in the carriage for more than an hour, Mrs. Li was also a little tired, so she nodded and said to Ren Yaoqi: "Master Abbot is not free for the time being, let's go to rest for a while."

Ren Yaoqi naturally had no opinion.

This time, the yard that Bailong Temple planned to rest for Mrs. Li happened to be the one when Ren Yaoqi and others came last time.

However, Li Shi and Ren Yaoqi had just sat down and had a couple of sips of tea when Master Jingchen sent a young monk to say that he was free.

Nanny Zhou asked the monk: "Didn't you just say that the abbot is receiving distinguished guests?"

The little monk chanted the Buddha's name and replied: "The young master is here to play chess with our abbot. I heard that the benefactor has something to ask for, and the young master has already left."

Nanny Zhou looked at Shi Li, Shi Shi nodded, and Nanny Zhou smiled and said, "Then trouble little master to go back to Master Jingchen, our wife will go there right away."

The little monk returned a Buddhist salute and withdrew.

Li Shi took Ren Yaoqi to the abbot's hospitality place again.

Abbot Jingchen is an old monk in his sixties, a little thin, but kind-hearted.

When Ren Yaoqi followed Li Shi into the meditation room, she found a chessboard on the kang table by the window, and the black and white pieces on the chessboard were fighting indistinguishably.

The white chess piece is the top-quality clam stone "Snow Seal", which is pure white, round like jade, with exquisite patterns, and it is extraordinary at first glance. The quality of chess pieces has always been distinguished by white characters, so this set of chess pieces is very rare.

"The little benefactor is also good at playing chess?" The old monk is not young, but his eyes are extremely sharp. Seeing Ren Yaoqi's gaze resting on the kang table under the south window, he asked kindly.

Ren Yaoqi turned around, met the old monk's peaceful and tolerant eyes, and replied with a smile: "It's just knowing, not good at it."

The old monk chuckled and asked Mrs. Li and Ren Yaoqi to sit down.

Mrs. Li told the old monk about Ren Yaoqi's nightmare, and asked him if there was any way to deal with it.

Master Jingchen looked at Ren Yaoqi a few times, and asked gently: "I will give you a pulse for the little benefactor."

Li Shi was taken aback: "Master, you mean that she only has nightmares when she's sick?"

Monk Jingchen shook his head, and said calmly: "Dreams come from the heart, I just want to make sure."

Ren Yaoqi obediently reached out to let him feel his pulse.

Jingchen closed his eyes and checked his pulse for a while, then asked: "How long has this nightmare been going on, little benefactor? Recently, do you have frequent cold sweats, loss of appetite, and difficulty falling asleep?"

"No." Ren Yaoqi said truthfully.

Jingchen took a serious look at Ren Yaoqi's face again, and nodded: "That's not a physical discomfort. I'll give you a prescription to suppress shock later, you can take it or not." The old monk said gently Sigh, "Life is only a few decades, if you worry about everything, you will worry about everything."

"Then it's all right?" Mrs. Li didn't notice the sigh of the old monk, and asked worriedly, "Do you need to do some rituals to get rid of the bad smell?"

Master Jingchen shook his head, said with a smile: "If you are worried, just recite the Diamond Sutra once a day before going to bed."

Because Master Jingchen had a good reputation, Li Shi also felt relieved.

Then the old monk talked about Buddhist scriptures with Li Shi, knowing that Ren Yaoqi was not interested in these, Li Shi asked Ren Yaoqi to rest first.

Ren Yaoqi was looking for an opportunity to do her own business, so she came out very willingly.

Not far from the Daxiong Hall on the central axis of the Bailong Temple, Ren Yaoqi suddenly noticed Yuan Dayong's figure disappearing in a flash.

Ren Yaoqi thought for a while, then walked out.

"Miss, aren't you going back to rest? Where are you going?" the woman behind asked cautiously.

Ren Yaoqi walked forward slowly, and said casually: "I'll go to the Fu Bell on the Single-hole Bridge outside, I heard that if you can hit it, you will have good luck."

When the women heard the words, they thought that Ren Yaoqi was playful and wanted to ring the bell, so they didn't say anything.

It is not far from the Daxiong Palace to the Dankong Bridge. When Ren Yaoqi approached it, he found that there were many people around the bridge, and many people were applauding and cheering there. It was very lively.

With a distance of five or six zhang, Ren Yaoqi heard the sound of "dang", "dang", "dang" hitting the bell, one after another and full of strength.

"Huh? Who is so powerful?" Sangshen whispered, "I have never hit that bell before."

A woman said disapprovingly, "This is a blessing bell from a temple, not a street juggler! Whose child is so naughty?"

Ren Yaoqi stopped and listened for a while, then shook her head inwardly.

This person not only has good eyesight, but also has a good grasp of strength. He doesn't look like a naughty child from any family, he might be a martial artist.

"Miss, shall we still go there?" the mother-in-law asked for instructions.

Ren Yaoqi shook her head: "Forget it, let's go next time." She didn't want to cause any trouble, and she didn't have so much curiosity.

I was about to go around by another road, but I saw a young monk leading an old monk coming here.

The young monk was talking to the old monk as he walked. The old monk was about fifty years old, and his expression was very leisurely and calm.

As he got closer, Ren Yaoqi heard the little monk say: "...the princess has been knocking for half an hour, and the pilgrims are all around to watch the fun, and even the benefactors who came in from outside are blocked there. Come on. Go and see if you can persuade me? If it doesn't work, I have to ask Second Young Master Xiao to come forward..."

"Don't worry, don't worry, the Princess is not an unreasonable person, if you tell her well, she will listen." The old monk said without changing his face.

Ren Yaoqi's heart skipped a beat.

Princess? The only one in Yanbei who can be called the princess is the daughter of King Yanbei. Moreover, the monk also mentioned the second son of the Xiao family. Could it be that the person who rang the bell was Xiao Jinglin, the princess of Yanbei Palace?

She had heard that the princess didn't like red makeup but military uniforms, and she wasn't in Yanbei Palace for most of the year, but was guarding Jiajingguan with Yanbei's family and generals.

Ren Yaoqi had never met this princess in her last life, but she had heard that the imperial court wanted to marry her to Zheng Guogong's youngest son, but she flatly rejected her in the end.

The reasons for Xiao Jinglin's refusal were enough to make all the men in Dazhou feel ashamed. She said that the northern border was still undecided, so why should she call herself home.

He also said that her husband must have a fight with her before they get married, and it is not necessary that the man wins her, as long as the man can get up and get out of bed within a month after the first battle, he is qualified, a man who will fall when the wind blows In her eyes, it is no different from trash. Then someone told about Xiao Jinglin's one-on-one fight against King Yanbei's top ten black knights.

As a result, Mrs. Zheng Guogong ran to the Queen Mother crying and begged the Queen Mother for mercy, and spared her youngest son's life. If there are sons of the right age in the other clans and honored families, they will hurry up to make an engagement, and if they get married, they are afraid that the princess of the Yanbei Wang family will be put on the table.

In the end the marriage fell through. At that time, Ren Yaoqi thought it was funny.

At this moment, Xiao Jinglin should not be much older than her, right? Seeing that the martial arts are already pretty good.

Speaking of the masters of this generation in the Yanbei Prince’s Mansion, the sons who are hostages in Beijing only love literature and ink. Although the second son is a little ignorant, he is in poor health. Only this princess still has the prestige of the ancestors of the Xiao family.

Thinking of this, Ren Yaoqi changed her mind and walked towards the Dankong Bridge.

When the maids heard that it was the princess, they were also a little curious, and followed without saying a word.

After the two monks passed by, the young monk asked everyone who was watching to leave.

Only then did Ren Yaoqi clearly see a tall girl standing beside the railing.

The girl's thirteen or fourteen-year-old appearance is not the kind of indistinguishable appearance of a woman disguised as a man in the play as Ren Yaoqi guessed. She was wearing a very ordinary lake green dress, with a bun on her hair, and her facial features were very delicate.

It's just that Ren Yaoqi noticed that her standing posture is more straight than ordinary women

The old monk recited a Buddha's name and went up to her to say a few words. Xiao Jinglin listened quietly, then she just nodded and came down without saying anything.

It happened that she was coming to Ren Yaoqi's side, and when she got closer to Ren Yaoqi, she realized that Xiao Jinglin's eyebrows were a pair of well-shaped sword eyebrows, which were darker than ordinary women's eyebrows. It's just because her facial features are very soft, so the eyebrows didn't make her look a little rough, but instead gave her a special temperament that ordinary women don't have.

Sensing Ren Yaoqi's gaze, Xiao Jinglin looked over here, her gaze stayed on Ren Yaoqi for a moment, and then walked over.

"Which family do you belong to?" Xiao Jinglin asked expressionlessly, her tone was definitely not friendly, but there was no malice either.

"Ren's family in Baihe Town, Ren Yaoqi." Ren Yaoqi replied with a smile.

Xiao Jinglin seemed to tilt her head to think for a while, then nodded.

Then, under everyone's surprised eyes, she took Ren Yaoqi's hand: "Come with me, I'll treat you to tea."

After saying that, he dragged Ren Yaoqi away.

The maids and women behind Ren Yaoqi were stunned for a while, then hurriedly followed.

Because they estimated Xiao Jinglin's identity and saw that Ren Yaoqi was not struggling, they didn't dare to say anything.

Xiao Jinglin's strides are not too big, but Ren Yaoqi struggles to keep up with her.

.RS