Chapter 10 Chapter Ten The Green Dress and the Jade Face Are Like Acquaintances

So for a long time, Wen Shichu never set foot in my small room in Ganlu Temple.I also gradually felt relieved.If he didn't come, he was trying his best to settle his mind.I would rather he not see me, and I don't want to be awkward and difficult to get along with each other. I hope that when we meet again in the future, we can smile at the flowers and the clouds will be calm. Time slowly ran over the traces of seasonal changes, past late spring, midsummer, and late autumn.It's the season of yellow leaves falling again! A few days after the Double Ninth Festival passed, my heart gradually became restless.There is such an undercurrent, surging in my heart, full of anxiety and expectation.

Jinxi lit a stick of sandalwood, and the sweet and quiet breath slowly spread out, allowing me to hold the Buddhist beads in my hand calmly. Jin Xi said softly: "The servant girl knows what is bothering the lady. The sixth day of next month will be the first birthday of the Obscure Moon Emperor Ji." Anxious in my heart, I could only smile wryly, twirling the beads one by one and saying, "So what? I even look at her when I want to see her in my dream. As a mother, I can only do more for her." Read the scriptures and pray." Jinxi smiled and said: "This is also good, after all, it is the wife's wish. Although the mother and daughter are not together, but the mother and daughter are connected, I think Di Ji can feel it."

So I got up early and went to bed late every day, kneeling in front of the incense table, chanting scriptures and praying, and only hoped that my obscuring moon would be healthy and everything goes well.In this way, the daily sleep time is even less.One afternoon, while laundering clothes by the stream, one of the clothes in his hand drifted away with the flowing water.The water was running fast, and I couldn't catch it even after chasing it.Secretly frightened, that dress was originally white, if it was lost like this, it would inevitably lead to another quarrel and another disturbance.

Sure enough, when I went back, Jingbai saw that the clothes were gone, and she lashed out at me. She was in a hurry to go to evening class, and she didn't bother to rescue and punish me now. Cleaned up." I gasped. Jinshen Hall is the first hall of Ganlu Temple. It is very spacious and solemn. It takes half a day to clean all the floors there.Besides, I have to do laundry and chop firewood as usual, so I don't even have time to take a breather. However, I didn't want to fight anymore, so I had to get up before dawn the next day, waiting for all the nuns to finish their morning classes and enter the Jinshen Hall early to scrub the floor.

The floor of Jinshen Hall was originally full of gold bricks. I knelt on the ground and lay down to wipe the ground.The pitch-black brick floor is as smooth as a mirror, almost shining on people, and the slightest trace of dust is very obvious.I lay down on the ground, wrung out the rag, and wiped vigorously on the brick floor one by one. Each gold brick had to be wiped ten times from left to right, up and down. .The back was bent, and after a long time, a bit of numb sourness gradually spread, like a spider web spreading to the entire back, sour and cold. Occasionally, a few aunts walked by, either gloating or pitying, and muttered softly: "The job of wiping the floor is the most torturous job. You can't straighten your waist, you can't lift your head, and the place of the body is so big. After a few hours, your body will be completely exhausted." It's like falling apart. After all, Jingbai is the best at teasing people."

Looking at the pitch-black ground for a long time, my eyes were almost dazed, and I saw clusters of snow-white shadows, and even my own figure reflected on the floor tiles became a blur.Just about to straighten up and beat him, he looked up and saw that after two hours of wiping, not even a third of it was left, and there was still a big basket of clothes waiting for him to wash, he couldn't help feeling anxious, he didn't even have the heart to rest. It was quiet in Jinshen Hall, and all the sister-in-laws went about their own business.I repeated the scrubbing action silently, my arms were numb with soreness, and I didn't even have the time to lift my head.

Suddenly someone behind him said: "Why are you alone, Jinxi and Huanbi are not here to help you?" I turned my head when I heard the sound, and my eyes went black for a while. After staring for a long time, I finally realized that it was Mo Yan.I shook my head and said: "They can't finish their work, how can I hurt them? I didn't allow them to come." Mo Yan shook his head again and again, "You fool, let Jingbai and the others bully you like this? Then they will torture you with such trivial efforts." I lowered my eyes and smiled bitterly: "Mo Yan, you still have an adult daughter to rely on, and me, Ganlu Temple is my last shelter, if I resist, I will lose even this shelter. "

Mo Yan sighed, rolled up his sleeves neatly, wrung out the rag, and said, "Then I'll help you." I waved my hands again and again, and said in a low voice: "If Jingbai finds out, it will be another disturbance." Jing Bai squinted his eyes, and said relaxedly: "Ren Shan was bullied by others, and Ma Shan was ridden by others. I want to see if Jing Bai has the ability to fight with me. Don't tell my old lady to tear her face apart, She's nice to have." Although what Mo Yan said was vulgar and arrogant, he did not have a sense of boldness and loyalty.My heart was warm, and I said with a smile: "Then I would like to thank you first." Without saying a word, she stretched out her hand and wiped the floor neatly.

With her help, it is naturally much faster.The golden body of the Buddha statue in the main hall is majestic. I rubbed it under the Buddha statue and saw the towering golden height and the solemn treasure. My Ozuki, her mother is so useless that nothing can be done for her except to pray.The only thing I firmly remember is her little flushed face when she was born.In the next three days, Xuan Ling sent her to the Concubine Jing Palace, and never let me see her again.My Obscure Moon, how tall is she?Should be able to speak, right?What did she eat today?What kind of clothes are you wearing? I don't know, I don't know anything.This complete ignorance of my own daughter made me flustered and lost.Buddhism is profound, who can let me meet my daughter and let me know if she is okay.The bottom of my heart was empty and helpless, and suddenly softened, and I couldn't help but fell to the ground, crying silently.

I don't know how long it took, a pair of strong hands lifted me up from behind, I managed to calm down, choked up and said, "Mo Yan, I'm fine." But it was a voice as gentle as the warm sun, waving down the vigorous sunlight all over the sky, "It's all right. It's all right." It was a man's voice, so familiar.I was startled suddenly, and immediately turned my head to look. In the backlit main hall, the clear autumn sun outside the hall cast a golden brilliance on him for a lifetime.His slender body was extraordinarily tall because of my looking up.His palm is so warm, that kind of warmth spreads to my body through his skin little by little, making me settle down.

Without thinking for a moment, I blurted out according to my own will: "Six kings." There was a contented sigh in his response, "It's me." He lifted me up and I could see him clearly.His eyes are as clear as the sky and clouds, as clear and gentle as a child.On the clear and clean face, there is a little bit of perseverance in the smog and dust of Shangjing.And he was wearing a simple green shirt, with a proper and slender figure, carrying Du Ruo's faint and clean fragrance, and he was not stained with worldly dust.I was in a trance for a moment, as if I drank a sip of ice and snow on a hot day, and the cool air penetrated my heart and spleen. He said softly, "I'm late." I covered my face and just shook my head, "When did you come back?" "Three days ago," he said slowly and briefly: "Brother Huang called me back to Beijing." He looked around and saw that Mo Yan was the only one working with his head bowed, and said softly: "It's not convenient to talk here, can I borrow a step." I thought about it for a while, nodded, and went straight to Mo Yan, gave a few instructions in a low voice, and followed him out under Mo Yan's puzzled eyes. When I stepped out of the gate of the Jinshen Hall, the golden sun shone down without any scruples, wrapping me in the face.With a slight flicker in front of his eyes, his steps faltered.He helped me up just in time and held my arm.I was slightly embarrassed, and quietly withdrew my hand, and said in a low voice, "Thank you." It was inconvenient for him to go back to his own residence, so he had to walk out of the temple.In fact, I haven't really appreciated the world outside Ganlu Temple. One is that I have no thoughts, and the other is that I am busy with work every day, and I don't have time to take a closer look.Now walking with Xuan Qing, I dare not look at him, so my eyes linger on the scenery of mountains and rivers. Unknowingly walking far, there is a big river winding through the foot of the mountain. The water is green and surrounded by mountains, which has a unique open scenery.There is a white horse with its head down, chewing green grass and drinking the river water, enjoying itself. I laughed softly when I saw it, "This horse must belong to the prince." He smiled brightly, showing his white and neat teeth, with a bit of naughty childishness, and said, "How does my lady know?" I smiled and stroked the horse's back, and it licked my palm docilely, very amiable.I smiled and said: "Because of its leisurely look, it is exactly the same as you, my lord." I asked, "What's its name?" "Yufeng." "Is it from?" "Yes", Xuanqing laughed, "This white horse has followed me for six years and has learned all my bad points." I bent down and picked a bunch of green grass, fed it to the white horse's mouth, touched its ear and asked Xuanqing, "What's the harm?" He replied with a half smile: "If you treat it well, it will listen to you." I thought about it, and suddenly remembered the situation when I first met Xuan Qing, he was indifferent to me because of his drunkenness, he turned his head and smiled, "When I first met the prince, I didn't treat you well." "At least you asked the inner prisoner to help me to rest, and you didn't kick me into the pool." I folded the thin grass stalks, the soft roots of the grass stalks have a color as white as jade, and the smell is fresh and green.I gave a "puchi" smile, "Actually, I really wanted to do this that day, but it was just because of etiquette." I thought about it carefully, "This doesn't count, are there any other disadvantages?" Xuan Qing had a shallow smirk, and his eyes were bright, "Both Qing and Yufeng love beauties." His words made me look gloomy. I know that during the days in Ganlu Temple, my haggardness became more and more obvious, my complexion was sallow, and my hair was dull, like yellow flowers after a westerly wind, and I no longer had the charm of the past.However, Xuan Qing looked at me the same way as before, and didn't care about the withering of my face at all.He noticed my sadness, stared into my eyes, and said frankly: "The so-called beauty is not based on beauty. It is really superficial to judge a beauty by its appearance. Kindness is beautiful, The heart is evil, so the appearance is ugly." I said calmly, "I'm actually not a purely good person." The affirmation on his clear face is like the bright moonlight on the fifteenth or sixteenth day, clearly shining on people's hearts, casting bright shadows, "But, you never took the initiative to harm anyone." The smile that Xuanqing always carries, like the pulsating moonlight, trickles and flows into my heart.He stands facing the wind, although he is only dressed in the simplest Tsing Yi, but compared to the young man from Wuling, who rides on a leaning bridge on a leaning bridge, and is full of red sleeves, he is more reserved and quiet tolerance. I sighed softly: "I have come to this point because I never took the initiative to harm others, but you were deported to Shangjing because you helped my Zhen family to write a letter. This year, after all, we are the ones who have hurt you." He shook his head, and only smiled at the one-year time in Shangjing, "Now that I am back, Brother Huang still treats me as before, and I am still the King of Qinghe, there is no difference." He said freely: "You don't have to take it to heart .I’m in Shangjing, just like I went to Shuzhong back then. It’s just for fun. It’s just a name for thinking about it, it’s a bluff.” I felt very sorry, "It's always because of my Zhen family..." He raised his hand to stop my words, and said softly: "If you keep talking, I won't dare to say why I came today." I was slightly surprised, and said, "My lord, please tell me." He took out a scroll from the pouch on the horse's back, and said: "Two days ago, I went to the palace to thank the emperor, and to pay respects to the queen mother, so I met a person. I think you must really want to see it, so I specially painted it. Come, let the lady teach you how to write." In addition to my humility, I was even more surprised, and said truthfully: "I am not good at painting, how can I teach you how to brush?" He untied the red rope tied to the scroll, and the scroll slowly unfolded. My mind was firmly attracted by the picture in an instant, and I couldn't move away.On the picture scroll, all kinds of autumn chrysanthemums are in full bloom like clouds. Among the chrysanthemum bushes, two luxuriously dressed young women are smiling and admiring the chrysanthemums.On the left is a court lady standing tall and graceful. She wears a light purple gauze shirt and a vermilion dress with purple and green flowers on her shoulders.She has a clean body, a bun like a cloud, a purple dahlia slanted on her hairpin, a jadeite jade hairpin in front of the bun, and a string of pearl tassels hanging down. The faint blush on her face, the long willow-leaf eyebrows, and the faint smile on her red lips are exactly that. The appearance of Concubine Jing.Standing beside her is another noble lady, slightly slender, wearing a rust red satin dress with dark white diamond patterns on it, and a milky white soft silk skirt that stretches the floor. hairpin.Only red and white are used for the whole body, which is extremely elegant and beautiful. Who is it if it is not Meizhuang?Mei Zhuang held a little baby girl in his arms, and pointed at a nearby white crane to make her laugh. Concubine Jing held a big red chrysanthemum in her palm, stared at the baby girl, and led her into her arms.Both of them focused their expressions on the baby girl with boundless affection.And the baby girl was wearing a pretty red brocade-cut flowered dress, with a long-lived golden lock hanging on her neck, and embroidered green shoes, lying on Meizhuang's shoulders, with a cute and naive look, and she looked at Concubine Jing with a very attached look. . The clothes of the characters in the painting are simple and strong, the colors are soft and beautiful, and they are extremely skillful.The depth of the painter's intentions can be seen. Tears welled up in my eyes and filled my eyes warmly. I was hoarse because of excitement, and I pointed to the baby girl in the painting and said, "This is..." Xuan Qing said softly: "When I first met Di Ji, I drew this portrait for her, to fulfill my intention of being an imperial uncle." I greedily looked at the hazy moon in the painting, feeling a loving mother in my heart, and felt tears pouring down like rain, wetting my clothes.After a while, I suddenly remembered something and asked, "Will the people in the palace know about the painting that the prince painted?" He said: "For the sake of prudence, Qing just truthfully drew what he saw in the Empress Dowager's palace after returning to the palace. Even Shen Jieyu and Concubine Jing didn't know about it." The Mei Zhuang and Concubine Jing in the painting are so lifelike, as if they are standing right in front of your eyes, their appearances and demeanors are all fresh, and my Obscure Moon naturally looks true to life. My fingers lightly rubbed the hazy moon on the painting, and said with tears: "In a year, the hazy moon has grown so big. I hardly recognize her." Xuan Qing also smiled, "Yes. Children always grow up very fast. I heard that in a few days it will be the first birthday of Princess Obscure Moon. Qing Qing thinks that the lady is the biological mother of Princess Obscure Moon. Naturally, she should grow up according to the current situation of her child so that she can feel at ease. .” He has only been back in Beijing for three days, and there are so many trivial things to do, but he has already painted a portrait of me, to comfort my mother who is worried about me.I was very grateful in my heart, and Ying Ying said with a blessing: "I usually hear Fang Ruo talking about Ou Yue, but I can't know what she is like in a few words. This painting of the prince is better than others' descriptions of Ou Yue. I would like to express my deep gratitude to the prince for his kindness." All my gratitude and touch, he only explained in a simple sentence, "Qing loves the moon very much, and I can draw a few strokes with my clumsy brush. Why don't I draw a picture every two months and ask the lady to comment, I don't know. Is the lady willing?" I am naturally full of joy and willingness. This joy and willingness made me so happy that even my eyebrows fluttered.Xuanqing's actions are like watching Ozuki gradually grow up, how can I feel uncomfortable as a mother.I also feel very grateful for Xuanqing's thoughtfulness and consideration in my heart. What he does for me is not for me, but for himself, so as to avoid the embarrassment and anxiety that I may have. The gurgling river flows eastward at his feet, the river surface is open and calm, and in autumn, the reed flowers on both sides are as delicate as a woman's untouched makeup, and the silvery white flowers are fluffy and fluffy, dancing in the wind.Occasionally, a reed flower falls into the water, and it floats away quietly like this, with a sense of being at ease with the situation, without the desolation of falling flowers. He and I stood quietly on the river bank, listening to the warm and lively flow of the water, and there was a subtle and unknowable tenderness that followed the waves.