wait till autumn

Xu Shi didn't need to worry about Hua Feiyue's speed anymore, Jun Zhaoying walked fast, but also very steadily, and the thousand and eighty steps came to an end in a blink of an eye.The tall arches are written with three big characters "White Horse Temple", which is vigorous and powerful.

"arrive."

The moment she was put down by Jun Zhaoying, Hua Feiyue felt a little lost.

The [-] steps in front of the White Horse Temple refer to the [-] difficulties that people in the world will experience in practicing Buddhism.Just now, Hua Feiyue felt that the road was too long, and it was almost impossible to see the end.

Now, she would rather the Buddha give more hardships.

To teach her to stay on Jun Zhaoying's back for a while longer.

"Are you still tired?" Jun Zhaoying was afraid that she might not feel well, "If you're still tired, I'll carry you for another distance."

"No need." Hua Feiyue quickly refused, "It might as well be like the one who just went up the mountain..."

But he couldn't say the words "lead me away".

Jun Zhaoying understood, but he wasn't sure whether what Hua Feiyue said was what she thought in his heart, so he tentatively stretched out his hand: "Is that so?"

Hua Feiyue gave a faint "hmm".

Inside the White Horse Temple, there are many large and small halls, and there are monks standing at the door.

The same is true outside the gate of the largest main hall. A young novice monk saw the two men walking towards this side, and saluted them: "Two female benefactors."

When she got here, although she was covered by her wide sleeves, Hua Feiyue subconsciously wanted to let go of her hands, for fear of offending the Buddha.

Even though people of the same sex are now open to marriage, in fact, the world's acceptance of homosexuality is still not as good as that of the opposite sex.

Sensing her intention, Jun Zhaoying clenched her hand a little, and looked at Hua Feiyue inquiringly.

Those gazes were firm and reassuring, and the fear in Hua Feiyue's heart disappeared instantly.

"Little Master." Jun Zhaoying nodded slightly, "We both have free time today, so come and offer some incense sticks."

Seeing that he was only seven or eight years old, the little novice said in a childlike voice, "Please come from the benefactor, and I will invite the abbot."

"It's just offering incense, but there's no need to alarm the abbot." Hua Feiyue listened to the immature child's stern expression, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and teased him, "It's fine for the little master to take us there."

When she smiled, the little novice was stunned, the tip of her ears turned red in the autumn wind that swept past from time to time, and then stammered: "This... this, this, this is not in compliance with the rules, girls, girls... the benefactor should enter the hall and wait a while In a moment, the abbot will come later."

"Female benefactor..." Hua Feiyue imitated his tone, repeated it, and said with a smile, "Where are there so many female benefactors, there are only two of us."

The little novice puffed up his cheeks, felt a little timid, saluted them again, and ran quickly to call the abbot.

"Like children?"

The two of them stepped into the palace gate together, and Jun Zhaoying saw that she was only amused just now, so he asked a question.

"It's okay." Hua Feiyue said, "Just looking at him, I recalled how we were when we were young."

There is a Buddha statue in the hall, shining golden.

The Buddha sits on the lotus, with drooping eyebrows and round earlobes, wearing cassocks, and clasping his hands on his knees, which is full of peace.

There were a few clean futons underneath, and the two sat on them kneeling side by side.

Jun Zhaoying looked up at the Buddha, only to feel that his eyes just fell on her, and looked at her tolerantly and kindly, as if there was nowhere to escape for all the little thoughts.

"What wish do you want to make?" Hua Feiyue asked her.

"It won't work if you say it." Jun Zhaoying paused and replied like this.

The two put their hands together, and then kowtowed to the Buddha three times together.

Hua Feiyue didn't know what to promise, and suddenly thought of a poem, which was often chanted by the girl she met in the teaching workshop.

That girl had a sweetheart at that time, and she kept saying this sentence all the time, especially at night, so Hua Feiyue also remembered it.

So she thought about it in her mind, and read it word by word to the Buddha, hoping that he could hear her heartfelt voice:

"First, I wish you a thousand years old, and second, I wish my concubine a long and healthy life."

After that, Hua Feiyue herself felt a little greedy, but it was nothing to talk to the Buddha, maybe it will come true?

"...The three wishes are like Liang Shangyan, and we meet each other every year."

After both of them finished worshiping, the abbot also came, but unlike the little novice, he immediately recognized Jun Zhaoying: "General?"

"Abbot Huijing." Jun Zhaoying obviously knew him.

Abbot Huijing looked at about fifty or sixty years of age, took a glance at Hua Feiyue, and smiled slightly: "I don't know the name of this benefactor?"

"Waiting for your surname Hua."

"Although it's the first time I've met the benefactor, I feel very destined." He stroked his beard, "The two benefactors can come with me to have a cup of tea, and I will check the palmistry for the benefactor."

There are quite a few monks in the White Horse Temple who know how to read palmistry, but none of them have the reputation of Abbot Huijing.But on weekdays, he never helps others easily, only when he meets someone who is destined, he will take the initiative to ask for it.

Hua Feiyue didn't expect to be so lucky, she exchanged a glance with Jun Zhaoying, and said, "Then thank you abbot."

At the side and rear of the main hall, there is a room for pilgrims to rest.

Huijing made tea for the two of them with her own hands, looked at Hua Feiyue's face for a moment, and she knew it.

She has regular facial features, but her chin is pointed, and the outline of her ears is not clear, which is clearly a sign of poor fortune.Only the earlobe, although small, is round in shape and somewhat neutral.

"What does the abbot think?" Hua Feiyue was a little curious, she had never seen a face before.

Abbot Huijing pondered for a moment: "Please benefactor, please extend your hand."

Hua Feiyue obeyed, but Huijing couldn't help frowning.

The pattern is like a flower in full bloom, which is the fate of the rich and powerful, but it is not very clear, making people see it indistinctly, and it feels like it is a flower that is about to fade.

The female benefactor's palmistry is the same as her face, which is very contradictory. Even a well-informed person like Huijing doesn't know how to describe it. After thinking for a while, he made some guesses and asked, "I don't know when the benefactor was born. What day is the month?"

Hua Feiyue told the truth, confirming Huijing's conjecture, he said slowly: "If I read correctly, the benefactor was lonely and suffered a lot when he was young."

"Master is right." Hua Feiyue smiled, and secretly sighed in her heart that the abbot's words were so accurate, "I don't know, what will happen in the future?"

Huijing looked at the young girl in front of her, wondering if she should tell her everything she saw, paused, and said: "The benefactor has the appearance of great wealth."

"Thank you, Master."

Hua Feiyue didn't have high expectations for her own destiny. If she really had a destiny of wealth, she wouldn't have been born into a poor family and had been displaced since she was a child.She saw that Huijing must have something she hadn't said, but she didn't ask.

"What about me?" Jun Zhaoying was also a little curious, "We've known each other for a long time, but Master hasn't seen it for me yet."

Huijing looked down at her hand, which was much clearer than Hua Feiyue's.There is an official seal on the palm, and phoenix eyes on the knuckles. She is a person with official luck, and most of them can reach the position of prince and general, which is also in line with her status as a general.

But Jun Zhaoying has double pupils, plus she is full of heaven, her brows are full of heroism, and her nose is straight because of her foreign blood...

If only based on face and palm reading, it would not be an exaggeration for Huijing to directly conclude that this person will definitely be called the emperor.

But not only that, but what followed was the appearance of being lonely and widowed.Although he has a generous and kind personality, he cannot escape the fate of betrayal, and in the end he is overwhelmed by the cold.

It only involves the emperor, so of course you can't talk nonsense, otherwise you will be beheaded if it spreads out, Hui Jing sighed: "The general has a bright future, I can't judge it arbitrarily. However, I can send a few words to the general and the flower benefactor. "

Jun Zhaoying said, "Abbot, please tell me."

"Remember to let nature take its course." Huijing clasped her hands together and bowed deeply to them, "Never do it deliberately, otherwise you will be killed."

The two thanked each other, only to hear Hua Feiyue say: "Master, since you have checked the physiognomy, I don't know...how is the marriage?"

When she said this, she was a little shy and didn't dare to look at Jun Zhaoying.

Huijing was taken aback, seemingly puzzled: "Could it be that the two of you haven't gotten married yet?"

These words made both of their hearts beat faster, and Jun Zhaoying said a little unnaturally: "Master, you are joking, she is still a girl who has not left the court."

Although Huijing is a monk, she also knows about love and love in the world. She rolled her eyes and took a look at the reactions of the two of them, and said, "Then, come and pick up a marriage lottery, both of you."

There was a lottery tube next to him, he reached out to take it, shook it for a while, and signaled the two to choose a lottery.

The bamboo stick was a bit prickly, and Hua Feiyue nearly pricked her finger, so she picked it up carefully, but there were only four words on it:

Affectionate.

She handed the lottery to Huijing, and asked anxiously, "Master, what do you think of this lottery?"

Like-mindedness is naturally a good word, but I'm afraid Huijing will give other explanations.

Huijing smiled and said, "What else can I do with this lot? Naturally, it's the top lottery. If the benefactor meets someone he likes, there's no need to think about it. That person must also have a heart for the girl."

Jun Zhaoying glanced at the bamboo stick, and there were only four words on it:

May all your wishes come true.

It was evening when they came back from the temple, but the two of them ate some vegetarian food in the temple later, so they were not hungry at this time.

"What else do you want to eat?" Jun Zhaoying was worried, so he asked.

"No need." Hua Feiyue shook her head lightly, "Where's the general?"

Jun Zhaoying said softly, "I don't need it either."

At this time, Mu Kongjin had just finished the training of a new batch of shadow guards. Hearing that Jun Zhaoying had returned, he wanted to report to her about today's situation, but he didn't expect that when he came in, he heard these two people talking about you and me again. to speak.

She paused, but Jun Zhaoying had already seen her: "Who?"

"It's my subordinate." Mu Kongjin had no choice but to bow his hands to her, "Come here to report the situation of the Shadow Guard today."

"Is there anything unusual?" Jun Zhaoying asked.

"No."

"Then go down, you've worked hard today."

Mu Kongjin was in a lot of pain, and couldn't ask Jun Zhaoying directly, so he left with a depressed face.

Beside her, the little green snake belonging to Nan Li slipped quietly across the ground, hissing and sticking out its tongue.

Hmph, stupid deputy commander, you must be very curious about the relationship between the general and the dancing girl, right?The little green snake thought proudly, when it took a walk that night, it saw everything.

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I changed the typesetting today, and there are blank lines between each paragraph. I don’t know if it will look more comfortable.

Note 1: "One wish is a thousand years old, the second wish is a long and healthy concubine, and the third wish is to be like Liang Shangyan, to meet each other every year." From Feng Yansi's "Spring Banquet".

Note 2: The face and palmistry part of the Baidu search is not very professional