Chapter 304: Full of bad intentions
"Outsiders are spreading rumors that her horoscope is too strong and does not match Brother Huai's horoscope, which is why both families suffered this disaster."
Xia Zihan frowned, "Didn't I approve my horoscopes before we got married? Why are we saying they don't match up again?"
Mrs. Zeng sneered, "At that time, rumors about the girl from the Shi family and Brother Huai were flying all over the sky. Which of those mathematicians didn't have any eyesight?"
It means that the story of the two juniors in your family has been known to everyone for a long time. They have already boarded the bus. Isn't it too late to check whether they are taking this bus when they come to pay for it?
Therefore, Mr. Pi Zi, who is discerning, will give the two of them good fortune.
Xia Zihan's face became a little gloomy, and she said seriously, "Grandma, don't give me horoscopes in the future."
If someone approves that she and A Qi are not compatible, won't she marry A Qi?
Aqi won't marry her?
What if someone manipulates it?
Just like Xu this time.
Mrs. Xu drew lots for her, but she still got that kind of lot. Who would believe her if she said there was nothing wrong with Mrs. Xu here?
Even if she saw it with her own eyes, she would not believe that such a coincidence could not happen in the world.
Therefore, there was no doubt that she also knew that Xu had tampered with the signature. However, because the signature had solved a lot of trouble for her, she refused to pursue it and did not investigate.
However, she will not fail to be on guard against mysterious and mysterious things in the future.
Mrs. Zeng gave her a look and said, "How can anyone get married without approving their horoscopes? That would make people laugh."
"Then what if..." If the horoscope is not good, she will not marry?
"There are no ifs." Zeng said, "It is fate that we can get along with each other if we meet each other."
Xia Zihan understood.
What grandma means is that if you criticize the horoscope, just listen to it if it's good, but don't listen if it's not good.
In the afternoon, Mrs. Zeng went to see the abbot of Baoxiang Temple to discuss the matter of performing rituals for Mr. Chuge tonight.
Zeng was acquainted with Abbot Daci of Baoxiang Temple and had a good relationship. The abbot did not dare to neglect and personally received Zeng.
After the discussion, Mrs. Zeng was very satisfied. In addition to giving Baoxiang Temple 120 taels of silver for rituals, she also donated 300 taels of silver for incense.
Her generous move made the presiding monk look up to her even more.
In the evening, Zeng and Xia Zihan had just finished eating when a young monk came and called, "Uncle and senior brother, everything is ready, just waiting for the donor to go."
The monks in Baoxiang Temple do not eat after lunch and eat two meals a day, so they have been preparing for the rituals in the evening.
"Fortunately, little master is here to make a trip, we will go right away."
Zeng and Xia Zihan made preparations and followed the young monk.
The ritual was held at the altar in the backyard. There was a long table in the middle of the altar. It was covered with a layer of black silk that stretched vertically to the ground, completely covering the table.
There was also a red and white picture of a ghost face and fangs embroidered on the silk cloth, which looked very scary.
There was a golden incense burner placed in the middle of the table, with three long black incense sticks as thick as a finger lit inside, and a white candle burning on one side.
There are also six-color fruit plates, wooden fish, incense candles, paper money and other items on it.
The most important thing is that there is a tablet with the character Chuge Lao written on it, placed next to the incense burner in the middle.
Behind the incense table, there are two half-person-high bronze bells. Six eminent monks stood beside the bells, with their hands clasped together and their eyes slightly closed, chanting the Ksitigarbha Sutra.
In front of the incense table, forty-eight monks were already sitting neatly cross-legged, eight in a row, six rows in total. In front of the monks, there were two empty thick mats.
After Zeng and Xia Zihan arrived, they knelt down on the mat of their own accord. First they bowed three times, and then as the bell rang, they knelt on the ground and listened devoutly to the singing in their ears. The voice of scripture.
After singing for a while, the forty-eight monks suddenly stood up and circled around the incense table while singing.
With the urgent ringing of the bells, the singing speed also accelerated a bit. By the last part, the monks stood still and sang scriptures around the incense table.
It wasn't until Xia Zihan's legs went numb that the sound of chanting stopped.
After the eminent monk finished speaking, Xia Zihan woke up from a dream.
"County Lord, slow down a little."
The maids outside the ritual venue saw that the ritual had stopped, so they hurried over and helped the two of them up.
Vanilla and Qingya were still squatting on the ground, rubbing the knees of Xia Zihan and Zeng. Zeng looked tired and said, "Stop rubbing, just go back and get some hot water to soak them."
The grandfather and grandson limped back to the guest house.
But at this time, it was already mid-hour, and the ritual ceremony actually lasted for three hours.
After returning to the house, Xia Zihan ordered Nuanyu to bring the medicinal solution and apply the medicine on Mrs. Zeng first, "Grandma, please apply some medicine and rub it to relieve the pain before taking a bath."
"Why waste that liquid? After a while, the liquid was all washed away after taking a bath."
Zeng wanted to push Xia Zihan's hand away, but Xia Zihan stubbornly rolled up Zeng's trouser legs. Seeing that Zeng's knees were bruised, she felt distressed and said, "I still have many bottles of medicine, grandma doesn't need it." Save me.”
"Then give it to Hongmei girl and wipe it on your own knees."
Seeing her granddaughter's filial piety, Mrs. Zeng stopped refusing. However, her granddaughter's knees must have been bruised as she had been kneeling for as long as she had.
Xia Zihan's knees were really hurting, so she didn't show any pretense, so she gave the medicine in her hand to Hongmei and asked Nuanyu to apply medicine to her. After the grandfather and grandson had been tinkering for a while, it was already time to take a bath.
The next day, Xia Zihan felt that she was aroused by Nuan Yu not long after she lay down.
"County Lord, didn't you say you wanted to go to the back mountain to watch the sunrise in the morning? Get up quickly. If you don't get off the bed, the sun will come out."
Xia Zihan's head was groggy and she was still very sleepy. She squinted her eyes and asked, "What time is it now?"
"It's almost time."
Nuanyu quickly prepared the clothes she was going to wear. Xia Zihan yawned and got up. It was half an hour later when she had washed and dressed up.
"County Lord, hurry up, the sun is about to come out." Nuan Yu kept urging.
"Okay, it's almost done. Don't rush me. The more you push me, the slower I get. I'm thirsty."
Xia Zihan took the tea that Si Cao handed her and drank a few sips. Before leaving, she twisted a piece of snack and stuffed it into her mouth.
She is hungry too.
The temple’s meals are regulated, and no late-night snacks are allowed.
Last night, she knelt for half the night. She was so tired and hungry that she didn't even have the energy to eat snacks. After taking a bath, she climbed onto the kang and fell asleep.
When she woke up this morning, she realized that her stomach was empty, with nothing in it, and her legs were weak from hunger.
It's just that she rarely comes to Baoxiang Temple once. She heard from others that the sunrise at Baoxiang Temple is particularly charming, so she wants to see it with her own eyes. Yesterday, on the carriage, she specifically asked Nuanyu to call her one hour before sunrise today. stand up.
After two cups of tea, she led a group of maids out of the guest house and jumped towards the top of the back mountain.
The sky gradually breaks, the surroundings are hazy, and the mountain fog is filled with fog, as if the entire earth is covered with a layer of silvery and ethereal veil.
Not long after Xia Zihan made the leap, her hair was covered with a layer of dew, and her face was moist with a layer of moisture.
Several maids were the same, looking a little embarrassed.
A group of people flew halfway up the mountain, and the edge of the sky couldn't wait to shed thousands of golden lights. The light shined through the treetops and shone on everyone's cheeks. They were red, as if they were dyed with a layer of carmine. It was really beautiful. .
Xia Zihan stopped, then flew up to the top of the tallest nearby tree, stepping on the leaf tips.
The sun is shining brightly, and the rising sun is bursting with color. Looking up, the entire mountain forest is submerged in the glow, turning into a bright red.
Unfortunately, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is short-lived.
After a cup of tea, a soft white light appeared under the glow. Then, the sky seemed to be given life, and the entire earth gradually became brighter.
"Master, someone is coming."
Just when Xia Zihan was about to jump off the treetop, Chu Fei's alert voice beside him reminded him in time.
Xia Zihan followed her gaze and saw a gray figure walking towards this side furtively.
A group of them were all on the tree. Even Nuanyu and Silk Grass Vanilla, who were not good at qinggong, each occupied a tree pole and stood firmly.
The man probably didn't expect it, so he didn't look up. He only looked around with his bright eyes, as if he was looking for something.
Soon, the man stood under the tree at Xia Zihan's feet. He looked around, but still couldn't find his target. He seemed a little discouraged.
"It's strange, where are you going? I clearly saw them all coming this way. How come there is no one there?"
The man sat down under the tree, muttering to himself.
Xia Zihan's face turned stern, he stretched out a finger to Chu Fei, shushed silently, and then pointed at the person under the tree.
Chu Fei nodded his head hard and held his breath, paying attention to every move of the people below.
The people below didn't sit there for long before leaving.
What he didn't know was that less than ten seconds after he left, Xia Zihan left several maids behind and flew after him.
After searching for a long time and finding no one, Cao Zian returned along the original route with a frustrated look on his face.
"Damn my dear, I don't believe I can't get you."
"When I catch you, huh, if you dare not listen to me, I will make your life worse than death."
"What a noble girl, bah, in the hands of me, Cao Zian, they are all the same, the same bitch cousin, the same rotten bitch."
Along the way, Cao Zian's face was ferocious and distorted, and he cursed so unpleasantly that Xia Zihan, who was following him, could hear every word clearly.
Xia Zihan secretly guessed that the people Cao Zian came out to find were probably their group.
She knew Cao Zian too well.
Cao Zian always does things without profit.
Although he is a bit mixed up, he is a little clever, and he also has a lot of bad things in his belly.
(End of chapter)