Happy Spring Every Year

Shen Jiasui brought Baiji to the east side of the Jokhang Temple. She remembered that Lady Anyang had just come in this direction.

But when I got here, I saw only the palace, the Dharma hall and the dormitories everywhere, but I didn't know where the people had gone.

Baiji was feeling embarrassed when he saw his young lady suddenly walk up to a young monk who was sweeping the floor and bow with her hands clasped together.

The young monk quickly put down his broom and saluted Shen Jiasui in return.

Shen Jiasui smiled and said gently, "Little Master, I just saw the carriage from the Anyang Marquis's residence at the temple gate. Is it the Anyang Marquis's wife who has arrived?"

"Madam is my elder. I know she often comes to Guibao Temple. I want to go and pay her respects. Little Master, do you know where Madam is now?"

The young monk looked no more than eight or nine years old, and was innocent by nature. He did not doubt Shen Jiasui's intentions, and immediately lowered his eyes and replied:

"Female donor, if you are looking for Donor Qi, I think he is in the Jieyin Hall right now."

The wife of the Earl of Anyang was surnamed Qi.

After Shen Jiasui got the confirmation, he immediately bowed and expressed his gratitude. However, before he had taken a few steps, the little monk suddenly caught up with him.

"By the way, female donor, Donor Jiang has just arrived. You might run into Donor Jiang this time. If you want to avoid him, you can go back later."

Shen Jiasui was secretly shocked when he heard this and asked hurriedly, "Little Master, is the benefactor Jiang you are referring to Madam's son, Lord Jiang Xunjiang?"

The young monk nodded, "Exactly."

He was young and obviously a talkative person. Seeing Shen Jiasui's friendly and smiling face, he explained:

"In a few days, it will be the anniversary of the death of His Royal Highness Crown Prince Xianhuai. Many distinguished guests have come to the temple today, and Donor Jiang is here with all of them."

Shen Jiasui understood what he said, but suddenly he thought of something and his heart skipped a beat.

and many more!

The distinguished guests that the young master mentioned must be those from the palace. How come they also came to the Jokhang Temple today?

You know, just now Gu Xizhi and Lu Yunzheng were going in one after another.

Shen Jiasui didn't care whether they would offend the nobles. No matter how hopeless the two of them were, Shen Jiasui felt that it was their retribution.

But she always believed that the person behind the scenes was a member of the royal family.

Is it such a coincidence that Lu Yunzheng missed the opportunity at Prince Rong's Mansion, but got in touch with that person at the Jokhang Temple?

Thinking of this, Shen Jiasui felt solemn, and it showed on his face.

The young monk thought he had talked too much and immediately felt annoyed. Fortunately, Shen Jiasui quickly reacted and explained in a gentle voice:

"Thanks to the reminder, little master. I'll go to the Jieyin Hall later."

The young monk didn't dare to stay any longer and left in a hurry, holding the broom.

Baiji stepped forward upon seeing this and asked, "Miss, what should we do now?"

Shen Jiasui waited until the young monk turned the corner, then he said without hesitation, "Let's go to the Jieying Hall!"

She originally thought that her speculation about the witchcraft case was just her overthinking, and the problem might not lie with Lady Anyang.

But when he heard that all the nobles in the palace had arrived, Shen Jiasui felt that things were not that simple.

In that case, let’s go find out!

The two of them searched all the way and it took them about half a minute to see where the Jieying Hall was.

However, the door here was closed, so Shen Jiasui naturally didn't dare to go up and knock on the door rashly.

She tilted her head and thought for a while, then asked Baiji to go further away and wait for her at a pavilion on the way back. Then she walked towards the Jieying Hall alone.

She did not push the door to enter the hall, but walked around the reception hall silently.

Shen Jiasui didn’t know much about Buddhism, but she had heard of the “Jieying Hall”.

In Buddhism, Jie Yin means to guide believers to the Western Paradise.

Those who go to the Jieying Hall are either paying tribute to the deceased, or are suffering from pain in their hearts and seeking shelter and tranquility in the Hall.

Thinking of what he had seen at the temple gate just now, the weak and listless appearance of the Anyang Marquis's wife, Shen Jiasui secretly guessed that it might be the latter.

But I don’t know whether Lady Anyang was unfortunately ill or was simply troubled by worries.

Thinking of this, Shen Jiasui had already turned to the back of the Jieying Hall.

There were windows here that could be opened outwards. She passed by quietly and suddenly heard intermittent voices under a half-open window.

She raised her eyebrows and listened attentively.

“Others don’t know… and think…”

“Give it back to me…Give it back to me…”

Although the person who was speaking was very excited, he was obviously out of strength and was at a distance, so only fragments of his words could be heard.

Shen Jiasui thought about it, stood up slightly, looked inside through the window, and vaguely caught a glimpse of a green figure.

She was delighted because the Lady of Anyang was wearing a long turquoise dress.

But I don’t know who she is talking to at this moment. Is it Jiang Xun?

Shen Jiasui tilted his head slightly and caught a glimpse of a blush.

It’s a scarlet official uniform!

Shen Jiasui raised his eyes and immediately saw Jiang Xun's face.

Before she could think again, a slap suddenly hit Jiang Xun's face hard.

Snapped--

Very crisp.

Shen Jiasui's eyes widened in shock, but fortunately she was very calm and didn't make any sound.

Jiang Xun didn't dodge or evade, and just took the slap head-on, without any anger on his face.

Shen Jiasui was feeling confused, but at this moment, the wife of the Anyang Earl suddenly rushed towards Jiang Xun, buried her face in Jiang Xun's shoulder, and burst into tears.

At this time, Jiang Xun finally took action.

He slowly lowered his head and looked at Lady Anyang, then raised his hand as if he wanted to pat Lady Anyang's back, but after hesitating for a moment, he put his hand down.

Shen Jiasui didn't know if it was an illusion, but she seemed to see sadness and despair on Jiang Xun's face.

At this moment, Lady Anyang suddenly raised her head, tears streaming down her face. She reached out to touch Jiang Xun's cheek, asking over and over again:

"Does it hurt? Does it hurt, Xun'er?"

Jiang Xun opened his mouth, but didn't utter a word.

Shen Jiasui really couldn't understand it.

At this time, someone came from the side and helped the wife of the Anyang Earl away.

Shen Jiasui didn't see the person's appearance, but it should be the nanny who served the wife of the Anyang Earl, because Shen Jiasui heard a very gentle soothing voice:

"Madam, the young master is wearing an official robe today. He is here with a noble. Please don't make things difficult for him..."

Jiang Xun stood still for a long time, until the Anyang Marquis's wife's crying gradually subsided, then he bowed and said, "I'll take my leave."

"roll!"

The Lady of Anyang suddenly shouted loudly, which was completely different from the way she gently asked Jiang Xun if it hurt. Even Shen Jiasui outside the window was almost scared.

Jiang Xun's footsteps gradually faded away, and the sobbing sound was heard again in the hall.

Shen Jiasui was completely confused and had to look around in the back hall through the window. Suddenly, his eyes fixed and his face was full of horror.

The entire back hall had only one incense table, on which was a yellow tablet, and the name on it was strikingly—

The deceased son Jiang Xun.