The eldest lady is both a doctor and a warrior, they love her so much

The day before the New Year's Eve palace banquet, Ye Lansheng invited Hua Xin to go to the White Horse Temple to pray. It is said that there is an eminent monk in the White Horse Temple, and it would be the best New Year's gift if he could receive his enlightenment.

Hua Xin originally wanted to refuse, but Hua Yuxing told her that it was the monk from the White Horse Temple who recited the mantra for her when she came back to life. It seemed reasonable for her to go and pay her respects.

Hua Moxuan hasn't come back yet, and tomorrow is New Year's Eve. Hua Xin feels that there is a high probability that he won't be able to make it back for the New Year, so she pays her respects to him as well.

"Zi Qiu, I'm going to the White Horse Temple to pray today. Please stay at home with my father."

"Don't worry! I will accompany my uncle."

Nangong Ziqiu lived in Cuiliuxuan, which had been vacant before. Hua Xin later found out that this was the courtyard where his father used to live.

To be able to own a courtyard of his own in the Prime Minister's Mansion, his father must have a very close relationship with his own father.

"Oh, by the way, this was proposed by Ye Lansheng, so he will go."

Nangong Ziqiu was at a loss for words and said, "What do you want me to say? Do you want me to not go? Or do you want me to take you with me?"

Hua Xin looked Nangong Ziqiu up and down and said, "If you really do this, maybe I will consider it."

Nangong Ziqiu saw Hua Xin was in deep thought and thought she was really considering taking him away, so he said hurriedly: "No need, we agreed to stay at home with your father, you can go by yourself! He will be more comfortable without me."

Hua Xin hooked her finger at Nangong Ziqiu.

Nangong Ziqiu came closer, and felt a soft touch on his lips as if a dragonfly touching the water, and a girl's gentle giggle was heard in his ears.

"My Zi Qiu is really great. I'm leaving now!"

The voice came from near and then faded away, and in the blink of an eye the person was no longer there, leaving Nangong Ziqiu alone to savor the beauty of what had just happened.

"Cough cough" Hua Yuxing coughed dryly, causing someone to lose consciousness again.

"uncle."

Nangong Ziqiu bowed to Hua Yuxing.

"Zi Qiu, how have you thought about what I said yesterday?"

Nangong Ziqiu shook his head and said, "I just want to stay with her like this."

"Have you ever thought about standing beside her openly?" Hua Yuxing added after he finished speaking, "Come with me to the study."

After the two left, Chunqin walked out from behind the rockery with her mouth covered and her eyes wide open.

She seemed to have heard something extraordinary. The master seemed to intend to make this Young Master Nangong his son-in-law, but her eldest daughter seemed to like more than one son-in-law. However, this Young Master Nangong should be the first son-in-law recognized by the master.

Chunqin suddenly felt that her brain was not enough. No, no, as the eldest lady's personal maid, she must understand everything. Even if she didn't understand, she had to understand. In short, in addition to the third prince, there is also the young master of the Duke of Qing's mansion. Now this Nangong Master should be ranked first.

Haruko has a ranking list in her mind, which is the degree to which a young lady values ​​him. The more valued a young man is, the higher his ranking will be.

The first one was the young master, then it was the third prince, and now it is Young Master Nangong. Alas, I don’t know who will be the one in the future.

No one knew what Chunqin was thinking. At this time, Hua Xin was already sitting in the carriage with Ye Lansheng heading to the White Horse Temple.

Speaking of White Horse Temple, it has a long history.

It is said that there were no temples in the Great Xia Kingdom originally. It was not until the 21st year of the Great Xia calendar that Zhao Zeyu and Cai Miao bid farewell to Mingdu on the imperial order and embarked on a journey of thousands of miles to "seek Buddhist scriptures from the West". In the Great Yuezhi Kingdom (now in the Western Liao area), they met two eminent monks, Shi Rutian and Hu Ruhuai.

In the 27th year of the Daxia calendar, the two monks were invited to go to Daxia with the Daxia envoys, carrying Buddhist scriptures and statues on white horses to spread Buddhism and return to Mingdu. The Daxia emperor was very happy to see the Buddhist scriptures and statues, and treated the two monks with great respect. He personally received them and arranged for them to stay temporarily in the Honglu Temple, the official office in charge of diplomatic affairs at that time.

In the 28th year of the Daxia calendar, the Daxia Emperor ordered the construction of a monastery on the north side of the imperial road six miles outside the Taichu Gate in Mingdu. In memory of the white horse carrying the sutra, it was named "Baima Temple". The word "temple" originated from the word "temple" in "Honglu Temple". Later, the word "temple" became a general term for Daxia temples. Shi Rutian and Hu Ruhuai translated the "Sutra of Forty-two Chapters" here.

After Shi Rutian and Hu Ruhuai, many eminent monks from the Kingdom of Dayuezhi came to the White Horse Temple to translate Buddhist scriptures. In the 230 years after the 28th year of the Daxia calendar, 192 volumes, totaling 365 volumes of Buddhist scriptures, were translated here. The White Horse Temple became the undisputed first translation site of Buddhist scriptures in the Daxia Kingdom.

Later, there was a war in the west, the Great Yuezhi Kingdom was destroyed, and the Western Liao Kingdom was established. They were ambitious and overthrew the temples and killed all the monks, thus breaking off diplomatic relations with the Great Xia Kingdom.

Today, there are two Buddha relics and bronze statues of the Eighteen Arhats in the White Horse Temple. The annual "White Horse Temple Bell" event is a special symbol for the people of Daxia to pray for blessings and bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. It attracts many pilgrims to participate and is a large-scale event on the day before New Year's Eve.

After listening to Ye Lansheng’s popular science presentation in the carriage, Hua Xin became more interested in the White Horse Temple.

"The abbot of the White Horse Temple, Master Kong, is already 97 years old. He rarely leaves the temple. The last time he left was you..."

"I see. The kind-looking old monk I saw in the coffin was the Master Liaokong you mentioned."

Hua Xin knew that Ye Lansheng was embarrassed to talk about what happened at that time, so she told it herself.

Thinking about it this way, she did meet Master Kong, but the situation was too chaotic at the time and she had forgotten what the old monk looked like.

So, her funeral was of high standard?

Soon, the carriage stopped and Tianyang's voice came from outside: "Master, we have arrived at the White Horse Temple."

Hua Xin followed him down and found that this was not the gate of the White Horse Temple, but a mountain.

"There are too many people at the main gate. The Ma Temple bell event is coming soon. People from a hundred miles around are rushing here. I'm afraid we won't be able to enter the temple for a while through the main gate. It's better to go up from the back mountain."

After Ye Lansheng’s explanation, Hua Xin understood, but the mountain looked so high and the road seemed difficult to walk on!

Hua Xin looked down at her clothes. She was wrapped up like a bear. It would be very difficult for her to climb up all the way.

Does she need to take off some of her gear?

But what if we put everything in the carriage and it gets cold when we get up the mountain?

Seeing Hua Xin's conflicted look, Ye Lansheng thought she didn't want to climb the mountain, so he said, "If you're tired, I'll carry you on my back."

"Ah? No, no, it's just a mountain, I can still climb it, but Tianyang will have to help hold the cloak."

Tianyang was startled when his name was called, and immediately walked over after hearing the words clearly.

Ye Lansheng nodded, and Tianyang stretched out his hand and said, "Please give me the cloak, Princess!"

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Tianyang, who got Hua Xin's cloak, was surprised and touched when he heard the other party thanking him.