Chapter 11 Chapter Eleven September Camellia Blooms All Over the Road

The river is vast, and there is a wave-like sound when the mountain wind blows the leaves. On such a warm autumn afternoon, I feel like a flower basking in the warm sunshine, with a happy and relaxed mind.Faintly heard a singing sound, as if someone was singing a folk song.I glanced at Xuan Qing who was standing shoulder to shoulder with me, and saw that he had a faint smile, and listened attentively, knowing that he had heard it too. A soft singing voice floated from a distance, although the distance was far away, but the singing voice was clear, the words were clearly pronounced, and it was clearly heard:

The little girl treats her lover—deep kindness, don’t let her down—a relationship, when you meet her—treat her well, and when you don’t see her—you must keep it in your heart seventeen or eight times a day! The singing was getting closer and closer, and the tone still had a little childishness of a little girl, but it was very clear.I saw Xuan Qing pursing his lips and listening, pondering thoughtfully, caressing the reeds swaying in the wind, caressing the overlapping green hills, caressing the turbulent river with clear and shallow eyes, slowly revealing a gentle smile , as if he was a child whose mind had been exposed, there was a bit of shyness in that smile, gently rippling from the corners of his pretty lips like ripples.

I lowered my head, just to see his tall and straight figure covering the lonely reflection of me standing alone in the shadow of the water. His heart skipped a beat, and he saw a young girl not far away singing a folk song just now, paddling the oars leisurely, and getting closer with three swings.The girl was only fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a blue calico gown and trousers, with a thick twisted braid tied with a red string at the end, and she sang happily.She is not full in stature, with blue eyebrows and plain face, slightly sallow, with only a pair of round almond eyes, very lively and clear, which makes people like it at first sight.

Xuan Qing greeted: "Girl, does your boat carry people?" The ferry girl's voice was clean and sweet, and she responded loudly: "Of course! Master, do you want to cross the river?" Xuanqing put his hands behind his back and smiled, and said to me: "The Misty Peak in front is my Qingliang Terrace in another courtyard. I always live in Qingliang Terrace for about ten days in every month. Now it's good to let this girl ferry me there." I couldn't help asking: "What about Yufeng?" He said: "Yufeng old horse knows the way, knows the way to Qingliangtai, and will go back when it is full of food and drink."

I thought about it for a while, and said with a smile: "Then, my lord, the wind is good." He chuckled, his wide sleeves were moved by the wind, flowing like a whirling wind.He focused on me, and said softly: "My lady, I would like to give you a ride, and take a look at the lakes and mountains along the way." I hesitated slightly, but thinking of his kindness to me, I finally couldn't bear to refuse, and said softly: "That's fine." So Xuanqing took the horse's burden, jumped onto the ferryman's boat, and pulled me into the boat.That was a very common movement. The moment my fingers touched his palm, I felt his hand was warm and dry, and I could feel the faint pulsation of blood vessels under his skin.But my hands were cold and wet.

He and I were sitting on the bow and stern of the boat, but the woman who was rowing the boat was not happy, and said with an oar: "You two already know each other, and you are sitting side by side like this. When you want to talk later, I will stand in the middle." But it's very awkward." Xuan Qing smiled "chi" and said: "Young lady said yes. Then I will go to the stern of the boat and sit with my lady." "Lady?" The girl looked at my Buddhist attire and asked curiously, "She looks like a girl from Ganlu Temple. Why do you call her a lady?"

I felt slightly embarrassed, so I had no choice but to say: "I practice with hair." The girl said "Oh" and suddenly understood, she clapped her hands and said, "That's right, my mother is a monk, so people call her Dharma name 'Mo Yan' or auntie. But you are just leading the cultivation practice." I was slightly surprised, looked at the girl and asked: "Mo Yan is your mother?" Looking carefully, although the girl is not tall enough, her facial features and expressions are exactly the same as Mo Yan. She nodded and said cheerfully, "Yes. Do you know my mother too?"

I nodded, "She takes care of me a lot." She stopped paddling, looked at me curiously, and said, "My mother said that there was an aunt named 'Mochou' who had a very miserable life experience, did you mean you? ?" I didn't know how to answer, so I felt a little embarrassed, the girl said to herself: "I see you are so pale and thin, you must be unable to eat enough to sleep well, no wonder my mother said you are miserable and pitiful." The young girl's mind is simple and open-minded, thinking that not having enough to eat and not sleeping well is the misery of the world.Unexpectedly, there are more unspeakable pains in the things of this world, encountering along the way.

However, Mo Yan said that I am pitiful, and it is true.Although she is also in Buddhism, her daughter is close by and can be seen from time to time.Unlike me, except for the painting in my hand, I will never see my only daughter again in this life, nor hear her cry or laugh, and become a stranger for life. The girl who spoke was unintentional, still paddling her oars.My melancholy was easily stirred up like this, and I felt sad. Xuanqing sat beside me, and said softly: "Her mother, is she the aunt who wiped the floor with you just now?" I nodded slightly as a promise, his always gentle eyes filled with melancholy at that moment, and said: "You've lost a lot of weight. I saw you cleaning the floor very hard today. Do you have to do such heavy work every day?"

I shook my head and said briefly: "No." The girl interrupted and said, "Are you wiping the floor in the hall? It's hard work to punish people for wrongdoing, but it's hard work. My mother said that after a long time of rubbing, even the bones will fall apart." She glanced Glancing at Xuanqing, he said: "I heard from my mother that Mochou is a newcomer, those aunts always bully her, and she has to wash a lot of clothes every day, dry wood and starch. It's the hardest work." Xuan Qing looked at me with pity, "Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't anyone help you uphold justice and let others bully you?"

I lowered my head, but my expression was calm, "I am willing." I looked at him calmly, "Although it is hard work in Ganlu Temple, there are few scheming struggles. I am willing to practice because I am tired of all kinds of battles in the palace. What's more... "I said in a low voice: "Once the body is tired and hard, I don't have the mind to remember the pain and pain in the past. So, I prefer to work harder." Xuanqing's eyes were clear and there was some unbearable pain, like a leaf or something else frozen in the crystal amber.So close, I suddenly realized that his eyes were not the usual black, but lighter, with a little bit of amber's warm color. He said: "It is also good to be able to gain a moment of peace from hard work. I am most afraid of being tossed around and unable to extricate myself." The wind blew through my hair, making it itchy. I looked up at the clear blue sky, and said with a faint smile, "If you understand it, you understand it. If you want to do it yourself, it is always difficult." "Then", the sunlight was dyed with the color of the mountains and waters and projected onto his face, with soft lines, he said softly, "At this moment, sit together, look at the clouds across the sky, talk, or be silent, and enjoy a moment of happiness quietly. Calm down." "Sitting together, looking at the clouds across the sky, talking, or being silent..." I whispered. "Yes", his tone was affirmative and easy-going, like a soft wind full of green water vapor, "At this moment, I just want to be like this with you." She lowered her delicate eyelashes peacefully, the peace and throbbing in her heart intertwined with clear ripples like the waves around her, gradually calming down.On the boat there were soft and sparkling waves refracted by the sun, and I sighed silently in my heart, if my life from now on would always have such a moment of tranquility and comfort in front of me, like a river flowing eastward, with a fixed direction, peaceful and peaceful. Calmness is also an excellent ending. He and I were silent like this, looking at the same world with each other, feeling peaceful in our hearts. The girl on the ferry giggled like a silver bell, "It's an old saying, ten years of cultivation can make you cross the same boat, and a century of cultivation can make you sleep together in the same boat. Why don't you two even talk when you two cross the same boat like this? I don't care about you, I want to Sing my song, don't you think it's ugly." After ten years of cultivation, we can cross the same boat, and after a hundred years of cultivation, we can sleep together. I was startled suddenly, I had heard such words often before, and I didn't take them to heart, and occasionally used them to joke with others.But at this moment when I heard it suddenly, like a Zen practitioner, I lowered my head and chewed on the taste of these words, pondering endlessly, as if suddenly lightning flashed across the sky in the dark night.In such a quick moment, something is clearly illuminated, but it is still dark and nothing can be seen clearly. I took a sneak peek at Xuan Qing, and saw that he was bowing his head silently, as if he was thinking about something, his expression seemed to be happy or not, and it was not clear, I just heard his voice slowly falling in my ears, "According to this, I am in the same boat as my lady." I have crossed twice in total, and I have practiced for twenty years in my previous life." I don't turn my head to stir the river water, the river water in September is already a bit cold, the coolness soaked into the skin, I said: "I'm just kidding." The girl raised her head, and continued to sing the song just now over and over again, but she was too young to understand what it was like, the singing was purely joyful, and there was no lovesickness in it.After all, you are still young! My mind was heavy, and I actually didn't know what I was thinking, and what I wanted to think was ignorant.I only clearly remembered in my ignorance that, except for the most lingering months in the palace, I never cared about Xuan Ling seven or eight times a day. The water rippled horizontally, full of folds like silk, Misty Peak and Lingyun Peak where the Ganlu Temple is located are very similar, and they have arrived after only a moment of trance. Xuanqing went ashore, pointed to the pavilions and palaces on the top of the mountain, and said: "This is the Qingliang Terrace. If my lady needs help in the future, please send someone to Qingliang Terrace to say it. Qing will definitely do his best." I smiled and bowed, "Thank you. I am already very grateful to see Ozuki's portrait, and I have nothing more to ask for." Xuanqing's whole body is covered in the scenery of water and mountains, making it even more waveless and dust-free, calm and smooth, "I say this, because I have something to ask my wife for help. The sixth day of next month is Ozuyue's first birthday. Please help me, my lady." I was slightly surprised: "What?" He took out a pack of clothing materials from the bundle and handed them to me one by one, rose purple satin, water red pattern brocade, blue color woven bamboo leaf brocade with dark flowers, checkered flower brocade, bird title Ruihua brocade, Baozhao large flower brocade .Xuanqing saw that I was puzzled, so he smiled and said: "The sixth day of the next month is the birthday of the moon, as her uncle, I have to give some clothes and pantyhose as a gift, but unfortunately the embroiderers in Qinghe Palace are not good at hand, so I can only trouble the lady." Let's do it." He spoke politely and naturally, and I felt both sad and happy, almost unbelievable, my hands trembling slightly because of excitement, and asked: "Really? Can I make it for Ozuki myself?" There was a sense of affirmation in his calm answer, "You are her mother, so naturally the clothes you made are the most fitting and most suitable. Ozuki is your daughter, if she can wear the clothes you made by yourself, Nature is better than anything." I was filled with gratitude, and said hesitantly: "But every prince's family sent so many clothes as congratulatory gifts, can I wear the hazy moon I made?" There was a gentle brilliance in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "Don't worry about this, I have already agreed with Concubine Jing. You, a mother, will definitely do what you want on Ozuyue's birthday." He took out the small bag from his sleeve. A small piece of paper said: "This is the size of the moon. Two days before the birthday of the moon, I will come to pick it up in person, and I am still waiting for the lady here." He said gently: "Everything is troublesome for the lady. Sending it into the palace is nothing more than borrowing flowers to offer Buddha." I hugged those clothes carefully, as if I was hugging my soft and young Ozuki, I was very excited. Xuan Qing turned his head and asked the girl, "Excuse me, what's your name?" "Anu", the girl turned her head and smiled brightly, "Everyone here calls me Anu." Xuan Qing smiled lightly, took out the broken silver and put it in Anu's hand, "Then, Anu, please send this lady back again." Anu nodded, Penny pushed harder, I looked back, and Xuan Qing's figure stood on the shore, getting farther and farther away, and gradually disappeared. When I went back, Mo Yan happened to be in my room, and he quietly said to me, "Why have you been out for so long? Fortunately, Jingbai and the others didn't find out. I've already cleaned the Jinshen Hall for you." She frowned and said, "Why are you talking to a The man has been out for so long?" I said gratefully, "Thank you very much." Then I whispered, "It's my daughter's uncle." Mo Yan let out an "oh", and immediately understood, and didn't ask any more.I smiled and said, "I just saw your daughter Anu today." She said "Ah?", Wei Wei was a little embarrassed, but also a little proud, "I'm going to be a big girl soon, and I'm still making a living by ferrying in public, but it's good to earn my own living." I laughed: "In two years, it will be time to talk about my husband's family." Mo Yan straightened his face and said, "My daughter should not be spoiled by a stinky man, and just live a clean life for the rest of her life." I was surprised and said: "It's fine if you think so, Anu is in her youth, she may not be willing." Mo Yan shook his head and said, "My daughter has a better understanding of this kind of thinking than I do." I chatted with her for a few words, and then we parted ways.