Chapter 23 Chapter 23 Qingshui Yulansheng (3)

Lan Sheng gradually became familiar with the monks in Qingshui Temple. When he opened the gate of the temple that day, he found that his little novice was two years younger than him. His Dharma name was Huineng. He told Lan Sheng the rules of Qingshui Temple. After Lan Sheng got better, Huineng took him to various places in Qingshui Temple to familiarize himself with the terrain. Qingshui Temple follows Fengqi Mountain, with beautiful scenery and majestic and spacious buildings. Lan Sheng first visited the temple, but he felt that there were fresh and beautiful scenery everywhere. Every time Huineng found him wandering to the north courtyard, he warned sharply that Qingshui Temple is the same as the royal temple Famen Temple. In fact, it is not the same. There are many distinguished guests among them. Occasionally, those who have distinguished guests staying overnight must be guarded by heavy soldiers. The tablet of Xuanyuan Shuqi, the princess of Shude and Zhenlie who died tragically in the previous dynasty, anyone who enters will be punished.

Lan Sheng had never seen Huineng who was always smiling so harshly, so he promised in a panic. After a while, he was sent to the kitchen and started working. forget about it. Although Huineng is young, he has a lot of experience and is dexterous. He is loved by the host. On the first and fifteenth day of the new year, he is always sent to the front hall to serve the nobles. However, every time he comes back, Huineng will go to the kitchen to find Lan Every now and then, Lan Sheng is grateful to him, but hates him in every possible way, because Huineng always shows off the important people he has met in the Yuan family, and the most mentioned are Mr. Qingquan and Taxue The young master and the two are as rich as jade, as handsome as a green pine, as upright as a bright moon, and how graceful and charming those noble ladies are, making Lan Sheng's heart itch, that worldly heart It seems to swing again.

It was the first day of May, and it was the time when Yuan’s family came to worship the Buddha. Hui Neng went to serve as usual. Lan Sheng was busy preparing vegetarian food in the kitchen. A novice named Hui Ming ran over panting and asked him to help. On this day, many pilgrims from the original family and members of the royal family came to the temple to pay their respects, including many noble family members. The front hall was already very busy, and there was an urgent need for a tea delivery person. That Huiming came and went in a hurry, and only talked about the Buddha's sound tea. Lan Sheng immediately guessed that the original marquis might have arrived in person. The scented tea is a special product of Qingshui Temple, and it is only for the rarest guests. The tea itself is made of top-quality alpine silver Needles, combined with famous flowers such as red roses and violets from the Western Regions, are refined through more than a dozen processes to make them round and strong, and then scented with a large, pure white, fragrant jasmine flower. The flowers of various colors contained in the needles bloom slowly, and the fresh fragrance of jasmine comes to the nostrils, and the thick flower juice will be separated out, dyeing the whole cup of tea red, as if whispering in the Buddha's voice, so it is named "Buddha's voice tea" ", won the favor of Yuanhou Ye, and must order every time he comes.

Lan Sheng hurriedly changed into a clean monk robe, and carried seven or eight cups of Buddha Yin tea on a large tray to the front hall. Passing around the flower corridor, there is faintly the flag of the Habayashi Army fluttering, and the eunuchs and palace officials stand with their heads bowed, holding their breath. Before reaching the front hall, several tall and strong men in brocade clothes have long shot to stop them, all of them with stern faces , with a dignified look, purple jade waist cards were hung on their belts, and an original character was written on the waist cards, obviously they were the retainers of the Yuan clan. The needle was tried and tested, and then the next row took out some of the cakes and tea in the silver bowl and tried it for myself. After using it, it didn't hurt.

Lan Sheng is a poor child. He has never seen this kind of tent before. He almost couldn't close his mouth. Under the sharp eyes of those strong men, he shut his mouth in fright and walked into the corridor with his body shaking. He could only hear chatter and laughter inside. The sound of the wind, the laughter of several women came faintly. "Listen, husband, even Concubine Jin said that you should go home to spend more time with me and Chongyang." A woman was gentle and sweet, she was obviously laughing, but there was some displeasure. "Didn't I come here specially to accompany you today to fulfill your wish? Chongyang is six years old, and you are like a child as a mother." That voice was full of rich and powerful mediocrity, hoarse and moving, but he heard him playfully The voice continued: "Wangfei should worry about the life of our third master. There is always such a person. It can be seen that today the female pilgrims of Qingshui Temple are almost lined up in the moat, just to see our third master."

There was a sweet smile again, but it seemed to be embarrassing: "Yo, I don't dare to take care of the third master's affairs. After all, I'm just a side concubine, and my sister should take care of it." Take it easy." Lan Sheng's heart skipped a beat, why was this voice so familiar. At the entrance of the wing room, several beautiful girls in brocade and satin had already come to take the tray. Lan Sheng was about to retreat with the monk when he saw a tall shadow covering him. Someone chanted loudly, Lord Hou Suddenly, Lan Sheng knelt on the ground with all the monks. Lan Sheng didn't dare to look up, but saw a pair of high-soled embroidered sheepskin boots in front of him.

After a long time, Lan Sheng raised his head secretly, and the leader was an old man in yellow robe with blazing eyes, with five willows and long beard, handsome and majestic, followed by two young men, one black and one white, although the young man in black had slightly gloomy features, his murderous look loomed , still can be said to be handsome and energetic, but standing next to the white-clothed young man next to him, he was suddenly inferior. Lan Sheng couldn't help sighing, at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the last person walking, who was looking around vigilantly, when he turned his head and looked at Lan Sheng suddenly, Lan Sheng's frightened face was printed in a pair of black hanging eyes, but it was a pair of black eyes. Years ago, the subordinate of the purple-eyed goblin, named Qiao Wan, was the one who completely changed Lan Sheng's fate.

Only then did Lan Sheng suddenly realize that the arrogant laugh he heard just now was the purple-eyed goblin, who was sweating profusely, whispering softly from the wing, but saw a group of people coming out of the wing in single file. The sun was just right that day, and a magnificent beauty stood in the dance of peach blossom petals. I saw her slightly bowing her knees to the leader of the yellow-robed old man, but her eyes like purple glazed eyes were full of smiles. She could hear her calling delicately: "Wanfu, Lord Hou, the rare amethyst on the purple gold and phoenix crown on the black bun shines in Lan Sheng's eyes, the hairpin sways gently with the lotus steps of the beauty, making melodious sounds, and the big flowers on the purple brocade robe The white rich and noble peonies are in full bloom, and the butterflies among the peony flowers seem to be flying up against the wind. The old man smiled dotingly, embraced the beautiful woman, and entered with a smile.

Lan Sheng was trembling with fright, but Qiao Wan, who was eye-catching, walked up to him and seemed to stare at the top of his head for a while. Lan Sheng's heart seemed to burst out of his throat, but he heard He shouted loudly: "The family members of Prince Wu'an's residence are here, strangers stay away." All the monks sang promises loudly, and when they returned to the meditation room in the backyard, the young novice couldn't help talking loudly about the wealth and magnificence of the Nayuan family he had just seen. Lan Sheng didn't want to join in, full of fear and anxiety, always worried that Qiao Wan would recognize him, huddled under the blanket all day, and dared not go to the front hall to serve, and recited Buddhist scriptures over and over again, so as to ask the Buddha to bless him.

While breastfeeding, the sun was setting slightly, and Lan Sheng heard that Lord Hou had returned home with his family members, and only Haotianhou and his wife stayed here for tomorrow's funeral. He repeatedly confirmed that Qiao Wan, who had a bright eye, would also leave with the purple-eyed lady , and then climbed up anxiously. While doing evening homework, his ears were filled with the sound of monks' scriptures, but Lan Sheng was absent-mindedly thinking about the purple-eyed lady. He never imagined that she was the most beloved concubine of King Wu'an, Huashi. After the evening class was closed, Lan Sheng lost his way in a trance. Walking, he came to a pool for releasing animals. The bright moon was reflected in the waves. Lan Sheng lowered his head slightly, and saw a person in the lake by the moonlight. Sleek forehead, sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, thin and out of shape, I don't feel sadness coming from it, thinking back in Baolu Town, Lan Sheng was also a living sign of the inn, especially to the female customers, she smiled sweetly and called her sister, I don't know why How much business the inn has attracted, but this year's exile has already tortured the handsome little boy in Baolu Town beyond recognition, so it's no wonder that Qiao Wan didn't recognize him.

All kinds of sufferings in the past flashed before his eyes, and Lan Sheng felt more and more uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but sat down by the pool and sobbed loudly. Suddenly, someone blows into Lan Sheng's ear, puts his hand slightly on Lan Sheng's shoulder, Lan Sheng jumps up in fright, looks back, but there is no one, just in doubt, he feels that there seems to be someone behind him Breathing out, Lan Sheng looked down at the pool again, and sure enough, besides his own figure in the pool, there seemed to be another vague figure standing behind him. There is a hundred-year-old hibiscus tree above the head, the newly grown green leaves are rolling the night dew, sliding over the newly exposed small flower buds, and gently dripping on Lan Sheng's bare forehead, mixed with Lan Sheng's sweat, extending along the tip of Lan Sheng's nose It slipped into his mouth, but he didn't dare to breathe out, so he had to turn his head very slowly. The moonlight melted, and the green grass and the fragrance of flowers wafted around. There was a person in front of him, nose to nose, and his eyes were facing Lan Sheng. The man had long hair draped around his shoulders and hung down to his waist. He was wearing a moon white robe loosely on his body. One corner is faintly embroidered with a beautiful pattern, which seems to be a pair of passionflowers, blown by the night wind, bright red and dazzling, just like the woman, looking at Lan Sheng silently, like a female ghost, her pale face faintly Among the black hair, it is hard to see clearly. Lan Sheng's mind was blank, and he was stunned there. The man raised his head very slowly, and by the moonlight, a pair of purple pupils were imprinted in Lan Sheng's eyes, shining faintly. Lan Sheng was so frightened that he screamed, and he didn't want the man to scream too. The two yelled at each other for a while, and then Lan Sheng remembered to turn around and run away. After running a few steps, he tripped over a pebble by the river After a few times, she finally started to run, and the pair of purple pupils was in front of her eyes again. She was bending over to look at him. This time, Lan Sheng could see clearly that she was actually a pretty lady with purple pupils. Lan Sheng's mind was full of rumors about the purple-eyed flower demon told by the mad Taoist in Baolu Town, and the first thought in his mind was why the flower demon had to make trouble with him in this life. At the moment of panic, he fumbled left and right, wanting to throw some rubble and miscellaneous objects. The river was only a bank carved with cobblestones. He threw a flat piece of gravel, and the white shadow did not hide, and there was something in his arms. , threw it out, then turned around and ran again. Lan Sheng ran to the point where he couldn't run any longer, so he sat down on his buttocks and looked left and right in shock. It turned out that he had already run to the other side of the release pool. The Healing Holy Spring, so it got its name two hundred years ago. Although the release pool is called a pool, it is actually a large artificial lake with wide waters and sparkling waves. Bai Ying stood on the other side of the lake, watching Lan Sheng from a distance, silent, Lan Sheng seemed to be fixed there for a while, and the woman's figure of Yuebai disappeared with the moon shadow on the vast water. After a while, she Slowly squatting down and picking up something on the ground, it seemed to be in the moonlight to look at it for a long time, then slowly put it between the nose and sniffed it, then bit it down suddenly, and ate it voraciously. Under the guidance of Lan Sheng's rich imagination, he couldn't help imagining the steamed bun as his own head, and after a while, he slowly realized that the thing should be the rough-faced steamed bun he took out and threw at her just now. Today I was scared all day, and I didn’t even have the heart to eat. Hui Neng was worried about him, so he secretly stuffed it for him before evening class. Lan Sheng's heart moved, it is impossible for monsters to eat steamed buns, so the woman in white is not a monster? After a lot of thought, the woman had finished eating the steamed buns, and Fu slowly raised her head again, her pair of purple pupils looked around aimlessly, and finally, she swept towards Lan Sheng who was opposite. Lan Sheng's heart skipped a beat again, and suddenly someone was breathing in his ear again, he turned his head again in fright, and was immediately licked all over his face wetly, Lan Sheng wiped his face, but saw a black The dog was sticking out its tongue at him affectionately, Lan Sheng was licked numbly for a long time, and finally called out the dog's name in surprise: "You are Xiao Zhong." The black dog barked loudly twice, as if glad that Lan Sheng had recognized him, put its front paws on his shoulders, and laughed at him. When Lan Sheng saw his old friend in Baolu Town, he couldn't help but excitedly said, "Xiao Zhong, so you didn't die either." Lan Sheng held the black dog in his arms, and wept uncontrollably for a moment. "Shouting Tiangou," someone smiled softly, Lan Sheng looked up, and there was a woman with purple pupils standing under the moonlight, bending slightly, looking at him and the black dog with a smile. Lan Sheng yelled softly, hugged the black dog tightly in fear, and said to himself tremblingly that this woman is still a monster, otherwise how could she be bullied so unknowingly, he stammered: "He is Xiao Zhong. ,Who are you?" "His name is Xiaotiangou, not Xiaozhong," she said with a soft smile. She didn't answer Lan Sheng, but waved to Xiaozhong: "Shoutiangou! Come quickly!" Xiao Zhong turned his head between Lan Sheng and the woman for a while, and then chose to run to the woman cheerfully. She squatted down and hugged the black dog, tilted her head towards Lan Sheng, looked at Lan Sheng and thought for a while, then sighed suddenly: "Erlang God...you are Erlang God," she giggled and clapped her hands: "Shoutian Dog I recognize you, you must be Erlang Shen." What is Erlangshen, what is Xiaotiangou, Lan Sheng's little brain is spinning rapidly. In fact, he has not had the opportunity to read the Journey to the West that confused future generations, so he still cannot understand that this is actually an important character in the play. So he concluded again at that time: First, this must be a rich lady who came to the monastery to clean up. Second, the reason for her meditation is very likely to be related to her brain. The reason is that a month ago, a daughter of an official of the household department was bewitched by evil spirits and lived in the temple for half a month before being released. Third, she may be from the Western Regions, so her eyes are purple. Lan Sheng stood up, patted the monk's robe, and snorted coldly: "Young lady, you frightened the little monk to death by walking around like this in the middle of the night." But the woman straightened up suddenly, she seemed to be listening intently, but did not answer his words, and the black dog seemed to be staring at her ears. There was a faint sound of guqin in the distance, the sound of the piano was ethereal and ethereal, and there was an indescribable sadness. It seemed that someone was thinking about the endless past, and Lan Sheng's sad past was also brought back , vividly, and even opened the deepest admiration in his memory, as if there was a snow-white and warm body lying in his arms, full of the fragrance of orchids, and the rich red lips were elegant and seductive in his ears Said softly: Your name should be Lan Sheng, go ahead... Lan Sheng. The rapid barking of the dog awakened Lan Sheng's dream, and when he looked up again, he was surprised that his cheeks were already covered with tears. Lan Sheng painted his face and argued carefully. The sound of the piano seemed to come from the Tingtao Pavilion in the west wing.Lan Sheng remembered that tonight Haotian was staying in Liuxin Pavilion in the east, while Yuan Feibai was staying in Tingtao Pavilion in the west. The woman seemed to be insane, and walked forward slowly following the sound of the piano. Xiao Zhong kept spinning around her, raised his head anxiously, and seemed to stop her from moving forward, and finally bit her wide chest. Long sleeves, dragged back hard. A gust of salty and wet wind blew indistinctly, and Xia brought the wind and sand from the northwest, blinding the eyes of the two of them. A golden light suddenly flashed across the black sky, like a golden dragon waving its sharp claws and tearing apart the two. The sky roared angrily at the world, and listening to the sound of Taoge's piano suddenly stopped.