Two days later, Mrs.
Liu arranged everything in the house and took Shen Yinqiu to Lingyin Temple.
Lingyin Temple was half a day's journey from the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Mrs.
Liu didn't want to rush, so she planned to stay at Lingyin Temple.
One night.
Shen Yinqiu went out happily, bringing a bunch of food and conversation books with her.
The rest of the things are taken care of by the maids around me.
Since the heavy rain, the weather has become suddenly cold, and you can see icicles hanging on the branches in the morning.
Shen Yinqiu, on the other hand, was wearing thick clothes and had a Tangbaozi stuffed in her hand, so she didn't feel the cold at all.
After these few days of getting along, her relationship with Mr.
Liu has improved by leaps and bounds.
Occasionally, she will act coquettishly with Mr.
Liu.
In the warm carriage, Mrs.
Liu was covered with a blanket and was leaning to the side with her eyes closed to relax.
The carriage moved forward slowly and steadily.
Shen Yinqiu was looking at the storybook on the table attentively, eating cakes and drinking scented tea from time to time.
Although the two of them didn't communicate, they didn't feel awkward or stiff.
The whole morning passed quietly.
The carriage could only reach the foot of the mountain.
There were steps to go up, and they had to walk up them.
This time Mrs.
Liu brought eight guards, just to avoid any accidents along the way.
Shen Yinqiu looked at the continuous bamboo forests on both sides.
They were swaying left and right with the cold wind, and a few bamboo leaves fell from time to time.
After leaving the warm carriage, Shen Yinqiu shivered after standing for a while.
Madam Liu tightened her collar and said, "It won't be cold after we walk for a while."
"Yes."
Shen Yinqiu held her aunt's arm and walked step by step towards the endless bluestone steps.
Liu said: "There are nine hundred and ninety-nine steps.
Only by climbing up step by step with sincerity can it be effective."
Shen Yinqiu's calm face tensed up in an instant, and she looked at Ms.
Liu in disbelief and said, "Mom, there are nine hundred and ninety-nine steps in this step."
Don't you want to scare her again?
The long steps will probably take you to tomorrow morning.
Mrs.
Liu turned her head and snickered, then straightened her face and Shen Yinqiu, who had a bitter and fearful expression, climbed to the top step by step.
Half an hour later, Shen Yinqiu stared at the vermilion temple door with a cold face and asked Mrs.
Liu, "These are the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps."
Mrs.
Liu glanced at the name of the steps and said, "Nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, is there any problem?"
"It's only ninety-nine at best.
You lied to me."
Mrs.
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Liu patted her head and said: "This is the name of the staircase.
Why did I lie to you that no noise is allowed in front of the Buddha's door?
Come in."
Shen Yinqiu made a face behind her before going in with Qian Guang.
Buddhism is quiet and the smell of incense is everywhere.
In the courtyard, there were three or four monks cleaning with brooms.
When they saw them, they all put down their brooms and put their hands together in salute.
Shen Yinqiu imitated Liu's return gift, and not long after, he saw a fat monk coming out to entertain the guests.
Shen Yinqiu looked around and found that the scenery of this temple was very good.
The smell of incense blended with the fragrance of plum blossoms.
The unusual smell was not offensive.
Mrs.
Liu pulled her, and she lowered her head to regain her senses.
They all came to kneel in front of the Buddha statue.
"Excuse me, donor, what are you asking for?"
The monk who was beating the wooden fish in front of the Buddha statue and had his back to them asked lovingly.
Mrs.
Liu sat on her knees with piety, her face no longer showing the usual laziness.
She glanced at Shen Yinqiu and said, "Master, I pray for her safety, keep her happy, and ask her why she is in so many troubles."
Shen Yinqiu looked at the fat monk with benevolent features, and then stared at the lotus tube in Liu's hand.
There was a rustling sound as the signatures collided up, down, left and right in the tube.
Mrs.
Liu closed her eyes, looking so pious.
Shen Yinqiu was silent for a while, lowered her head and her eyes were a little hot.
Can she believe that her aunt cares about her now?
The sound of lottery stopped, Mrs.
Liu opened her eyes, picked it up and handed it to the monk waiting aside.
Shen Yinqiu stood up with Mrs.
Liu and looked at the burning red candles on both sides of the hall.
The cold wind outside blew in through the half-open door, causing the candle wicks to sway.
The smell of incense that had not been blown away condensed in the sky.
After smelling it for a long time, I think it's not bad.
Seeing that she was absent-minded, Mrs.
Liu called Qian Guang and said, "You accompany your master for a walk.
Remember to take a few guards with you and don't go to remote places.
She may feel a little bored staying here."
Qianguang nodded, walked to Shen Yinqiu and whispered a few words.
Shen Yinqiu glanced at Mrs.
Liu and followed her out.
Eight guards stood outside the door.
Seeing Shen Yinqiu straighten his back, Qian Guang casually nodded at four of them and said, "You guys follow the lady to visit the temple."
The monk on the side looked up at Shen Yinqiu and immediately moved his eyes away, saying "Anita Buddha".
"Little donor, please rest assured that there are no malicious intentions among Buddhists."
Qianguang looked at his master.
Shen Yinqiu thought they didn't like her wandering around the temple with her guards, so she said humbly, "I understand what Master means, please excuse me."
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Shen Yinqiu looked back at the guard who wanted to follow him and said, "You guys just wait here for my aunt.
Qian Guang and I will go for a walk around and come back."
It was already after noon, and the temperature was a little warmer than in the morning.
Shen Yinqiu took Qianguang's hand and said, "Tell me, is there a wishing pool or a wishing tree here?"
Qian Guang had never been here before, so he shook his head honestly when his master asked, "Master, I don't know, but you can ask the passing monks."
Shen Yinqiu walked along the eaves walkway of the temple to the backyard and saw nothing else.
The well-proportioned plum trees and bamboos were quite pleasing to the eye.
Shen Yinqiu and Qian Guang walked further and further as they looked at it.
When they looked up and saw a big clock hanging high, they climbed up the steps with great interest.
Since they didn't dare to knock it at will, they touched it and stood there.
After a while, I looked at the layout of the entire temple.
Qianguang exclaimed, pointed to the southwest and said, "Miss, is that big tree covered with red silk the wishing tree you mentioned?"
Shen Yinqiu looked over and nodded repeatedly: "It should be so.
Let's go over and have a look."
They didn't know where they went, and there was no sign of the monk along the way.
Qian Guang led Shen Yinqiu around based on the approximate direction, and it was luck that they found him.
This is a big tree that cannot be embraced by two open arms.
Even though it is winter, the branches are still full of green leaves.
There are a lot of red silk hanging on the thick branches, and there are also a lot of them above.
The red and green ones blend with each other.
Shen Yinqiu looked around and found no one else.
The ground was covered with a layer of fallen leaves, and a lot of red silk fell from it, but no one helped to pick it up.
Shen Yinqiu bent down to pick it up and saw a love poem written in pen and ink on the red silk cloth that was two fingers wide and half an arm long.
"I hope you and I can have a clear understanding of each other."
Qian Guang came over and said, "Miss, what is this?"
Shen Yinqiu looked back and forth and found nothing special.
He looked up at the big tree and said, "Verse, Qianguang, let's drop these and hang them up."
Qian Guang glanced at at least a dozen of them.
How long will they have to wait?
"Miss, my aunt is still waiting for us.
It's better not to waste time.
This is someone else's wish, and of course it will only come true if they hang it up with their own hands."
"You're right, but it's fate that I picked up this one.
I'll help hang it up.
You can help pick up the red silk on the ground, put it away, and put it aside.
Although I don't know if it will offend anyone, it's better than dropping it.
It’s good to get dirty on the ground.”
Qian Guang responded and saw his young lady standing a few steps away.
She jumped up with great effort.
The red silk fabric fluttered down as soon as it left her hand.
"Strange, how did they hang the red silk on the top?"
Qianguang pays attention to his master from time to time, picking up scattered red silk strips everywhere.
After Shen Yinqiu tried it once, he knew that it was impossible to throw it up like her, so he muttered: "Pick up two stones and tie them on both sides.
There should be a chance of hanging on the branches of the tree."
She passed by Qian Guang looking for stones, then walked forward, and without realizing it, she was behind a tree.
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The thick trunk could completely block her figure.
But she didn't know there would be someone behind the tree.
Before she could make a sound, her mouth was covered.
Then the back of her neck went numb and she didn't know anything else.
A gust of wind blew by, the leaves made a rustling sound, and nothing was left behind the tree.
Qianguang picked up the red silk and arranged it, but she didn't look up to see her master for a few breaths.
When she stood up, there was no one in sight.
She thought he was behind the tree, so she walked with the red silk in her hand and said, "Miss, are you done?"
Come help."
As soon as he finished speaking, his steps were stiff.
Behind the empty tree, there was no sign of the young lady in the quiet surroundings.
Qianguang squeezed the red silk in her hand tightly and told herself not to panic.
However, the next second she threw away everything in her hand, looking around and shouting: "Miss, where are you?"
The red silk strip was thrown into the air and blew by the cold wind, and gradually fell to the ground along with Qianguang's footsteps and shouts as he ran away.
Qianguang's shout attracted the monk.
After her anxious explanation, the monk also began to search around.
The monk accompanying Qianguang comforted her and said: "Don't worry, girl, maybe your lady is just walking around and accidentally Lost."
Qian Guang nodded casually in a panic.
Her young lady would not be so reckless and leave her maid too far away.
This incident naturally alarmed Mrs.
Liu who came out to look for Shen Yinqiu.
When she heard the news that Shen Yinqiu was missing, her smiling face quickly fell, and she gave Qian Guang a suspicious and scrutinizing look.
"What are you eight doing standing around?
Go and help find them."
Qian Guang's back was chilled by Mrs.
Liu's sight.
This was a sense of crisis that he had never experienced before.
But now she is even more worried about her master.
Liu came up to them without waiting to ask, and told them the places they had walked through in detail.
The focus was on the wishing tree, because that's where Shen Yinqiu disappeared.
Mrs.
Liu ordered: "Now take me to the wishing tree."
Qianguang immediately led the way, and the monk accompanied them to the place.
He shook his head and said, "This is not a wishing tree but a marriage tree."
But now no one cares what kind of tree this is.
They want to see Ms.
Shen Er alive and kicking.
Mrs.
Liu followed Qian Guang and walked around until she came behind a tree.
She couldn't see any footprints and couldn't find anything.
If there were things like headdresses, earrings, and handkerchiefs that fell off, I might feel more at ease, but there is nothing on the ground.
Qian Guang's eyes were filled with tears but he did not dare to cry, "Young lady will never be able to go very far in such a short time."
Ms.
Liu picked up the piece of red silk at her feet.
Qian Guang caught a glimpse of the content and lost her control.
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She snatched it away and said clearly, "I hope you and I can have a clear understanding of each other.
This is in the hands of the young lady at that time."
She wanted to help hang it up."
Mrs.
Liu looked serious and snatched it back from her hand.
She looked at it twice and squeezed it tightly.
There were people looking for someone all around.
The second lady's shouts from far and near told her all the time that her daughter was in trouble again: