Red Mansion Daiyu, the Rise of the Lin Family

Miaoyu smiled slightly, glanced at the three people, and slowly said: "Donors, today's fate is not accidental. It is a blessing for Longcui Temple."

"Fate is a secret of heaven, and it cannot be revealed. Have you really not discovered that you have a destiny with this word?"

"What if I say that fate is destiny?"

Lin Daiyu was secretly happy when she heard this. What secret? We are all characters in the book. The so-called secret is just the author's imagination.

But sometimes I can't help but find it interesting. Jia Xichun's name is "an", so does that mean her final destination is really to be a nunnery or to become a monk?

It is true that in the book "Dream of Red Mansions", she became a nun.

But I picked the character "栊", which made me a little confused.

Lin Daiyu stood up, looked around, her eyes fell on the Buddha statue in the nunnery, then turned to Miaoyu, her tone firm and slightly teasing:

"Master, I am not afraid of revealing the secret. Let's just discuss it."

"I think the secrets of heaven are meant to be revealed. If you are afraid of the backlash of revealing the secrets of heaven, then you should listen to me. If you think it is right, then knock on the table."

"If you feel something is wrong, just keep silent."

"The Buddha will see your caution."

When these words were spoken, Shi Xiangyun and Xichun were both shocked. They had never expected Daiyu to be so bold and so disrespectful to heaven and earth.

Miaoyu's gaze lingered on Lin Daiyu for a moment, a hint of approval flashed in her eyes, and then she returned to her usual tranquility.

She spoke slowly.

"Donor, everything in the world has cause and effect. The fate of chess pieces is just an introduction. The real fate needs to be triggered by enlightenment."

Lin Daiyu sat down again, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then gently put the teacup down with a faint smile on her lips.

“I don’t know how to meditate, nor do I understand the meaning of Zen, but I know that everything is changeable.”

She paused, and then continued, "My character 栊 has a wood on the left and a dragon on the right. My last name is Lin. You can't say that if you cut off half of my character 林, it will turn into a dragon, right?"

Miaoyu did not respond directly, but looked at Lin Daiyu quietly, as if waiting for her further explanation.

Lin Daiyu smiled and said self-deprecatingly, "Then I was wrong."

"Then I won't start with the wood, but with the lanceolate. Isn't it that if you chop down the wood, it will become a dragon?"

When Shi Xiangyun saw that Miaoyu neither nodded nor knocked on the table, she said anxiously,

"Why do you always try to get close to the dragon? I think you just want to get close to the dragon and the phoenix."

"Miaoyu, let's put it this way. We are all stupid. Please speak clearly."

"If you're still so mysterious, forget it. I don't even bother to know."

"I know. I can't become a god."

Miaoyu chuckled, revealing her innocent side as a young girl, no longer pretending to be a hermit.

"Since you are not afraid, I might as well tell you. It's only one life after all."

"This is where you will end up in trouble one day."

After saying this, Miaoyu seemed to feel that she had offended the Buddha, and chanted "Amitabha" twice.

After reciting the Buddha's name, Miaoyu pointed at three people, starting with Lin Daiyu, then Shi Xiangyun, and finally Jia Xichun.

She said one word at a time,

"Surname...First Name...Residence"

As soon as she finished speaking, the three of them looked at the chess pieces in their hands.

Looking at it carefully, this is too mysterious.

"You mean, the last name is Mu?" Lin Daiyu was puzzled. Did she know anyone with this last name? Her last name was Lin, with two "Mu" characters. Could she really be the old lady of the Lin family for the rest of her life?

I am quite willing to do so. Is this the life I want to live?

That's right, if you are wronged, go back to your parents' home, if you are in trouble, go back to your parents' home...

The dragon is a difficult problem. He can’t be the emperor forever, right?

It’s exciting just thinking about it. If I become an empress myself, it’s just a thought. I don’t have the skills of Wu Zetian.

"You mean, her name is Cui?" Shi Xiangyun was even more confused. The only person she knew named Cui was Cui Lu. If she got into trouble in the future, she would have to rely on her maid.

How miserable would that be?

Jia Xichun held the chess piece in her hand, her eyes dull and her heart in turmoil. Could it be that her future was to live in a nunnery?

Miaoyu sniffed the fragrance in the air, a mixture of powder, tea and sandalwood, which seemed to remind her that the troubles in the world were ultimately difficult to escape.

Shi Xiangyun suddenly questioned loudly: "No, Master Miaoyu, your chess piece has been predestined with so many people. It can't be that everyone who gets the word Cui must know someone named Cui, right?"

Miaoyu's face darkened when she heard this, and she said in a cold tone: "Where do you think I am? Can anyone get in by chance?"

Shi Xiangyun looked embarrassed and hurriedly explained: "That's not what I meant. Do I have to please my maid in the future?"

Lin Daiyu chuckled and comforted her, "Miss Yun, you are obsessed with appearances. Just keep a normal mind."

"But you should give me more silver. Who knows, maybe you'll be in trouble and really need Cuilu to save you! With the silver, Cuilu and you can live a more comfortable life."

Lin Daiyu didn't dare tell Shi Xiangyun casually that she might have to sell the pleasure boat in the future and no one would be able to afford to redeem her.

If I have the ability or opportunity in this life, it is possible.

"Okay, you're really good at making sarcastic remarks. You're just relying on your goodness, aren't you? How can you go back to your parents' home? You look down on people who don't have a parents' home."

"I am also an orphan, so my parents may not take care of me!"

Speaking of this, Shi Xiangyun began to feel sad again.

At this time, the fourth girl Jia Xichun said timidly, "Miaoyu, do you think I should chant sutras with you in the future?"

"Can I come and play with you more often in the future?"

Miaoyu smiled slightly, "Of course, you can come and play chess with me."

Shi Xiangyun looked around and said, "No, no, Fourth Sister, you can't play chess here."

"You wouldn't really believe in this chess piece at such a young age, would you?"

"Do you want to become a monk in the future?"

"Oh, just beat me to death!"

"Hit me twice and see if I am dreaming." As she said this, she stretched her neck in front of Jia Xichun.

Jia Xichun laughed and patted her neck twice.

"It hurts so much, you really did that!" Shi Xiangyun complained while rubbing her neck.

"The hands are not strong but the strength is not small."

The two pats Jia Xichun gave her seemed to give her some light in her head. She suddenly remembered what she had promised Xue Baochai before coming here.

"By the way, Master Miaoyu, I heard that you can do spirit writing. The reason we got together this time is because the old lady is ill."

"The cause of the illness is also the loss of the gift from the emperor. Can you help me with the writing?"

"See where that thing went?"

When Miaoyu heard that she was asked to hold the planchette, her face darkened for some reason.

He said coldly, "If you need help from a spirit medium, please go back!"

"Show the guest out!" After saying this, Miaoyu was about to stand up and see the guest off.

Shi Xiangyun was stunned.

"You can't be so heartless. When Sister Bao greeted me at the door, she asked me to give you some advice. Why did you turn against me?"

Miaoyu said with a straight face, "Miss Yun, I want to ask you, what is this gift from the Emperor, and how big is it?"

"What's the shape?"

"Do you know?"

Shi Xiangyun shook her head blankly.

Miaoyu sneered and said, "You don't know anything when asked. How can you help me with the spirit writing? Heaven cannot be deceived."

Shi Xiangyun glanced at Jia Xichun and said, "Fourth sister, tell me what it looks like?"

Jia Xichun's face darkened, "I can't be a lapdog. I can't run around all day. Who knows what it's like."

"Besides, life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by God. They cannot be forced. Why force others to do something?"

"Who are you calling a lapdog? I promised Sister Bao, I can't go back on my word, right?" Shi Xiangyun argued.