Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Madam is going to the Longhua Temple on the outskirts of the city to offer incense.

"When Rouzhen went to study, I lit an ever-burning lamp for her at Longhua Temple to keep her safe," the wife said.

Jing Yuanzhao answered: "She went to study, and you donated a large sum of money to the school; you sent eight people to take care of her and buy a house.

He even bought a factory and made connections in London. Just like this, what else can be wrong with Rouzhen? "

lady:"……"

Governor Jing coughed and glared at his son: "You contradicted your mother in front of me?"

Jing Yuanzhao immediately said: "That's not what I meant. I just said that whether Rouzhen is safe or not is not the Buddha's business, so why bother him again?"

Sheng Rouzhen pursed her lips and smiled.

She said to Jing Yuanzhao: "Brother, this is my mother's wish. You don't know yet, but Longhua Temple has a delicious vegetarian restaurant, which my mother likes very much;

Yesterday, a young novice monk came to bring snacks and told my mother that the red plum trees in the back mountain were all in bloom. Mom wants to take us to have fun, eat, drink, and enjoy plum blossoms. "

Jing Yuanzhao: "That really has nothing to do with Mr. Buddha."

The lady also smiled.

The warlord said: "It's rare that we have free time at the end of the year and the family can go out for a walk."

Then he said, "Call up to the distant mountains. Zhu Zhu'er and Nan Shu, you two will go too."

Yan Xin and Zhang Nanshu both said hello.

"Longhua Temple makes a kind of plum blossom hair oil every year when the red plum blossoms bloom. Their steaming and washing method is different, and the hair oil they make is very fragrant. No one in the city can match it," the lady said.

——Lots of interesting things.

Longhua Temple is on the outskirts of the city, about an hour's drive away.

The road outside the city is not good and bumpy enough to make people feel dizzy. Yan Xin and Zhang Nanshu were riding in a car, and she was about to vomit out her breakfast.

At the foot of the mountain, a monk was waiting specially to carry a soft sedan to pick up the governor and his party.

The lady refused.

She said: "The smell in the mountains is good and it is not harmful to the body to smell it. I want to climb up."

A few people started climbing the mountain, followed by a squad of orderlies.

Sheng Rouzhen held her wife's arm, while Yan Xin and Zhang Nanshu walked behind them.

"Just say it when you are tired, and the soft sedan will follow you. Don't be brave." Jing Yuanzhao said to Yan Xin.

Yan Xin nodded.

The lady went up the mountain to pray, but Longhua Temple declined other pilgrims and cleared the place to wait, so they were the only ones on the mountain road.

The abbot and others were waiting at Danchi at the door.

After bowing one by one, the abbot monk led everyone into the hall.

There was a ritual ceremony in the main hall, and dozens of eminent monks in the temple were seated.

Yan Xin and others chose a futon, knelt next to it, and listened to the chanting.

This blessing ceremony lasted for two full hours, and the warlord and other men were obviously impatient; Zhang Nanshu couldn't bear this hardship, and looked at Yan Xin next to her from time to time.

Yan Xin closed her eyes tightly and prayed devoutly, not knowing what she was asking for.

Madam was also a little tired and a little unsteady on her knees; Sheng Rouzhen helped her from time to time.

Yan Xin was the only one who was very involved in the whole prayer, as if she was in trance.

After it was over, everyone was tired and went to the side room to rest.

Sheng Rouzhen helped by beating her legs.

The lady said to her: "You don't need to wait on me, you are tired. Later you can also ask the servant to beat his legs."

Sheng Rouzhen said well.

Zhang Nanshu lay down, half dead from exhaustion.

Sheng Rouzhen looked around and saw Yan Xin tidying up her room, not looking tired.

"Sister, do you want to go for a walk? We don't have fast until twelve o'clock." Sheng Rouzhen asked her.

Yan Xin: "Okay."

They both walked forward.

The monk received them and led them around various halls.

"I wonder if incense is good at ordinary times." Sheng Rouzhen asked.

Yan Xin: "It should be good."

Sheng Rouzhen: "Indeed. All the Buddha statues in the temple are gold, and the houses are brand new."

Yan Xin nodded: "The world is not good and everyone is afraid, so there will be many people praying to God and worshiping Buddha."

Sheng Rouzhen looked at her and asked with a smile: "Sister, when you prayed to Buddha just now, you seemed to be asking for something. Do you have any wishes?"

"There are many."

Sheng Rouzhen smiled: "Are you asking for a child?"

Yan Xin shook her head: "No."

Sheng Rouzhen asked her: "I heard that my brother-in-law has a bastard, can that be considered your child?"

Yan Xin: "...Forget it."

"Why isn't my brother-in-law here? I haven't seen him yet." Sheng Rouzhen asked again.

Yan Xin: "The days ahead are long, you can see them."

Sheng Rouzhen looked at her and said with a smile, "Sister, do you and your brother-in-law have the same relationship?"

"A blind marriage is just a marriage." Yan Xin said.

She tactfully told Sheng Rouzhen that there was no relationship between her and her husband.

That marriage was originally planned by Mrs. Jiang.

"I have something to say. If what I say is wrong, don't blame me." Sheng Rouzhen said.

Yan Xin: "Say."

"I think marriage is not a matter of one person, but a couple working hard at the same time. It's like looking in the mirror. If you smile in the mirror, the mirror will smile back to you." Sheng Rouzhen said.

Yan Xin: "You are right."

——This is Sheng Rouzhen's view on other people's marriages. She strongly disagrees with divorce.

In the previous life, when Yan Xin met her, Jiang Siqiao already had several concubines and concubine children who did not live with Yan Xin.

Yan Xin lives alone with her son, with Mrs. Cheng, Ban Xia and several other servants at home.

When it comes to marriage, Sheng Rouzhen will encourage her to win back her husband's heart, adding: "I will support you, you don't have to be afraid of anyone. Husband and wife are built through cultivation. Once they break up, it will damage a person's luck."

She felt divorce was wrong.

If Jiang Siqiao treats Yan Xin badly, Sheng Rouzhen will help teach him a lesson; but Yan Xin does not take the initiative to communicate and rejects Jiang Siqiao, which is Yan Xin's dereliction of duty.

Yan Xin didn't quite agree with her idea, but she respected her as a person.

Everyone looks at problems differently.

However, regardless of past and present life, Yan Xin felt that her marriage was wrong.

Marriage is not a mirror, and a smile can never bring goodwill.

She didn't argue with Sheng Rouzhen.

The two of them were wandering around and saw a person coming slowly from a distance.

In the dead of winter, he wore a cashmere wind cloak that reached to his ankles. He is tall, with broad shoulders and fair skin. Even wearing such a long windbreaker, he still looks good.

"Uncle." Sheng Rouzhen greeted him.

Sheng Yuanshan came slowly: "I'm just strolling around, you haven't rested? You've been tired all morning."

"Let's just take a stroll." Sheng Rouzhen said.

In the previous life, Sheng Yuanshan died very early, and he was long gone after Sheng Rouzhen returned to China.

This is variable.

After being reborn, many things changed.

"Rou Zhen, you go back first, I'll talk to Zhu Zhu'er." Sheng Yuanshan said to her.

Yan Xin's heart tightened when she thought of his tears, and she wanted to refuse.

However, she did not embarrass him in front of Sheng Rouzhen and endured it.

Sheng Rouzhen said hello, turned and left.

"Is it cold?" Sheng Yuanshan asked Yan Xin.

As he spoke, he took out a small hand warmer from Feng Mao's arms.

Yan Xin: "..."

She looked again and again, but she didn't know that the hand he put in his arms was holding a hand warmer.

"Give you."

Yan Xin caught it: "Thank you, uncle."

"Zhu Zhu'er, I want to ask you something. I don't know if it's rude or not." Sheng Yuanshan said.

"Please speak."