Red Mansion and Crimson Pearl

Chapter 232 My Little Junior Sister

The plum forest behind Xuanmu Mountain is very large, and many varieties of plums are planted. Now in early winter, only the winter plums are in bloom near the top of the mountain, with a few branches dotted around.

As for the plum forest behind the mountain, there is naturally no barrier and it is connected from top to bottom.

Daiyu also thought of this, and decided to slowly admire the wintersweets until there were no more flowers to see, then return to the temple from a side door and go out from the main gate to look for Lin Jing and others.

But what she didn't expect was that the Supreme Lord, the Queen Mother and others were visiting Xia Panxiang. They originally wanted to meet the most senior Zen Master Zhiru in the temple, whom they had not met during their last southern tour. Unexpectedly, he was traveling again.

The two were greatly disappointed and wanted to turn around and leave.

The receptionist at Xia Panxiang felt embarrassed and suggested that they go and boil a pot of tea under the wintersweet flowers.

This proposal was elegant and practical, and the emperor was satisfied, and the queen mother liked it, so she asked the monks to bring teapots, stoves, frost charcoal, and tea, and bring many odds and ends up the mountain.

Because there were so many people and the men were used to speaking loudly, the sound could be heard from far away.

Daiyu stopped when she heard the first sound.

Everyone here also stopped and looked at each other in confusion.

Daiyu called Qingwen in a low voice: "Listen carefully. Why do two of the people talking sound so familiar to me?"

Qingwen originally wanted Daiyu to take advantage of the opportunity provided by the Emperor and the Empress Dowager to go to the south of the Yangtze River so that she could accomplish whatever she wanted.

This is the best opportunity! Just as he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of Aunt Meng's vicious look, and his eyes rolled around - wouldn't it be better to let the girl hear it herself?

Then he shook his head and pretended to be stupid: "What? I didn't hear anyone familiar. Did you hear it wrong, girl?"

Lin Daiyu frowned and took two steps forward.

Everyone followed her and listened attentively.

This time, there was a series of loud and graceful laughter, and a thin voice laughed and complimented: "Master, you are so sharp that you actually use it here. You are not afraid of embarrassing the masters in the temple!"

"This is Dai Xiang's voice! He has been to our house!" Xueyan covered her mouth in horror!

Lin Daiyu made a prompt decision and turned around and walked back: "Quick! Go back to the incense!"

I heard it, but I don’t want to meet him?!

Aunt Meng paused, and hurriedly grabbed Daiyu and said, "Since the Emperor is here, I think the Empress Dowager will follow as well.

"Girl, why don't you go with them? You don't have to worry about Prince Beijing making trouble, and you can get everything done!"

Are you kidding me? !

When you are with the Queen Mother, the aunts and maids around her will search you just by saying "help me take a bath"!

With the Lord's words "take a look at Ru Hai's study", all the suspicious notebooks that he had picked out could be taken away!

I am totally unprepared right now, how can I recognize you easily?

Lin Daiyu grabbed Aunt Meng and whispered, "Do you still want to go to Guangzhou? If you do, you must obey me this time!"

Aunt Meng immediately turned her wrist and pulled Lin Daiyu's hand: "I just saw a ridge, it's quick and convenient to go back!"

The six people walked quickly with their heads down and their backs bent, looking at the road. They actually brushed past the middle-aged nun and the monk in charge of reception. They did not say a word when they were greeted and just ran quickly towards Panxiang Temple.

The receptionist was knowledgeable and saw at a glance that they were hiding from people. He smiled at the middle-aged nun.

He immediately turned around, grabbed Zijuan who was at the end, and said with a chuckle, "There is a side door over here to enter the incense shop. Please follow me, donors."

Zijuan hurriedly grabbed Xiaohong again, and one by one, the six of them held hands, followed the nun in charge of guests, and quietly slipped back to Shangpanxiang.

Only after entering the temple did Daiyu breathe a sigh of relief.

They had been walking fast all the way, and now that they were relaxing, they felt their legs and feet were sore, so they supported each other and looked for a place to sit down.

The receptionist smiled and said to them: "The meditation room is a few steps ahead. Why don't you go over there and sit down, have a cup of tea, and rest your feet."

It would be even better if you could enter a Zen room and close the door!

Daiyu and Aunt Meng agreed and thanked with a smile.

A few people went to the meditation room and saw that it was very small. One room could only accommodate four or five people at most.

Aunt Meng narrowed her eyes and looked at the monk who was in charge of reception: "Master, do you have something to say to our girl?"

The middle-aged nun glanced at the receptionist, stepped forward, and held up the golden paper scroll: "I wonder if this is something the donor is offering to the Buddha?"

Aunt Meng raised her eyebrows: "How dare you snatch even the offerings to the Buddha? Although it is called gold paper, it is actually just copper foil!"

Lin Daiyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and whispered, "Aunt, these two masters must have recognized Master Miao's handwriting."

"You really recognized my junior sister?" The middle-aged nun was surprised and delighted.

Seeing that she didn't look fake, Daiyu nodded with a smile and said, "Aunt, I'll talk to these two masters. Let Zijuan come over to serve. You and the other three can go to the next room to rest."

Aunt Meng curled her lips and said, "Avoiding me again! Humph! I don't even want to hear it!"

He strode into another room, knocked on the table and said, "Qingwen, Xueyan, come and make me some tea!"

Several people couldn't help but smile.

Zijuan helped Daiyu into the meditation room over there, knelt down beside the table naturally, took a quick glance, and then picked up the kettle to help Daiyu wash her hands.

Then, as expected, the tea table was set out, the six gentlemen lined up one by one, and water was brewed to make tea.

Upon seeing this, the two nuns clasped their hands together, bowed, and said in unison, "Thank you!" Then they concentrated on talking to Daiyu.

The receptionist then introduced: "The little nun's Dharma name is Juexin, and she is the seventh in the sect. This is the third sister Jueqin.

"The golden paper scroll you brought was written by our Master's last disciple, Miaoyu, who is also our junior sister."

"Isn't Master Miao's ranking the same as that of other masters?" Daiyu was very surprised.

Juexin sighed lightly: "Firstly, my junior sister is a nun with her hair uncut, so she is not counted as a novice monk or a nun.

"Secondly, Master always felt that Junior Sister had to become a nun, and that she might return to secular life one day. So even though Junior Sister begged for years, Master still did not give her a Dharma name.

"Now, the two characters Miaoyu are her real name."

Daiyu went down in silence: "So that's how it is."

Jueqin could not wait and asked Daiyu: "May I ask if you are the female relative of Ningguo Mansion who has returned home? How did you get the handwritten scriptures of our junior sister?"

"Did she follow him to Jinling? Why didn't she come to the nunnery to pay respect in person? Is she okay now?"

When Daiyu saw her anxious look, she tilted her head and said with a smile, "This Master Jueqin seems to be very concerned about Miao-gu."

"Yes. The donor of the good teaching learned that the little sister became a nun at the age of twelve, and was taught by the third sister until she left the temple for the capital at the age of seventeen.

"My elder sister treats her like a half-mother, Amitabha. To use the layman's term, it's not an exaggeration to say that she is like a real mother.

"It was more than half a year since my junior sister left that she wrote back for the first time. Third Senior Sister cried for two days holding the letter.

"Later, she wrote another letter to tell us that she had entered the Rongguo Mansion in the capital, and that the Jia family was taking very good care of her.

"The sisters in the temple were relieved. The third sister has only survived until now thanks to that letter.

"But it has been two years and four months since then, and there has been no news at all. Senior sister has been extremely anxious for a long time. Now that the donor has come with the scriptures, how can I not be anxious?"

When Juexin said this, he couldn't help but sigh softly.