Four Harmonies and Good Fortune

Chapter 382 Stupid
After Master Mingzhen finished speaking, Xie Wenjing bowed her head and said, "Thank you for your trouble."

Seeing this, the nun next to her pointed out the direction and then led the way.

“The Sutra Repository is not far from here,” the monk said as he walked. “These days, there are more devotees coming to the temple to offer scriptures than usual, but they are all women. If you encounter other people, don’t be alarmed.”

Xie Wenjing responded.

The nun walked deeper into the temple before stopping and pushing open the door in front of her.

Xie Wenjing looked at the nun and said, "I can go in by myself."

The nun withdrew upon hearing this.

The Sutra Repository contains numerous scriptures; those displayed in front are handwritten by eminent monks, while those on the shelves behind are copies made by devout believers. Given that Yunqi Temple has been established for many years, one can imagine how many such books it houses.

Xie Wenjing walked inside, casually took a treasure bag from the bookshelf, opened it, and found a thick stack of papers inside.

Xie Wenjing held the paper up to the light, and what came into view were scriptures copied in different handwritings, indicating that they were written by different people.

Based on this, it seems that the temple does not have the custom of displaying the scriptures of the same believer together.

Xie Wenjing had guessed this would be the result. With so many believers coming and going, how much effort would it take to place them separately?
However, she did not rush to leave, but continued to walk inside. It was only after hearing what the Huang sisters said that she came to the Sutra Repository. Since all the scriptures sent by believers were mixed together, it was impossible to find the one that Old Madam Xie had sent a few years ago.

As long as she doesn't come looking for someone on purpose, she doesn't need to worry about being found out.

Although she got the results, Xie Wenjing did not leave immediately. Instead, she continued to walk deeper into the library. She wanted to see the entire library before she could feel at ease.

Arriving at a bookshelf again, Xie Wenjing glanced past the stacked wooden boxes and treasure bags, spotted one on a high shelf, and reached out to take it. Just as her fingers were about to touch it, the treasure bag suddenly moved...

Xie Wenjing was startled and almost cried out. She involuntarily took two steps back, but luckily the steward next to her caught her, preventing her from bumping into the pillar behind her.

Xie Wenjing's forehead was covered in fine sweat, and under the dim light, the solemn hall seemed to exude a somewhat eerie atmosphere.

"who……"

Xie Wenjing had just uttered a single word when footsteps sounded, and a figure wearing a veil emerged from behind the bookshelf.

Upon seeing that it was a person, Xie Wenjing finally breathed a sigh of relief. Her gaze swept over the person, and sure enough, she was holding a treasure bag in her hand.

Now Xie Wenjing understood everything. She and the woman were separated by a row of bookshelves and couldn't see each other. They happened to have their eyes on the same treasure bag, but the woman took the bag first. So, in Xie Wenjing's eyes, the treasure bag moved for no reason.

The woman stepped forward and bowed to Xie Wenjing in Buddhist salutation.

Then a Sanskrit word came from the woman's mouth: "mūrkha".

Xie Wenjing had learned Sanskrit, but only for a short time, and could only handle ordinary scriptures. She couldn't understand what the woman in front of her was saying, but she could guess from the woman's actions that it must be a Buddhist saying.

It's not uncommon for devout believers to learn Sanskrit in order to attend Buddhist gatherings and be able to speak a few words.

However, Xie Wenjing found the person in front of her rather strange.

Despite being dressed in ordinary clothes, the woman exuded a sense of oppression, as if forcing her to respond.

Xie Wenjing subconsciously put her hands together in a Buddhist gesture of respect.

A thought popped into her mind: she should step forward and reach out to remove the veil from the woman's head to see the face beneath it. But she just stood there, frozen in place, as if she were completely captivated and unable to move an inch.

After a moment, Xie Wenjing came to her senses and attributed her strange behavior to being frightened, which caused her to have that illusion.

The woman put the treasure bag back on the shelf and continued walking forward.

Xie Wenjing's gaze followed her until her figure disappeared from sight.

"Second Madam," the head maid whispered, "are you alright?"

Xie Wenjing shook her head: "It's nothing..."

"If I had known earlier, I should have gone to check first," the stewardess said remorsefully. "I have unnecessarily disturbed my wife."

Xie Wenjing didn't want to stay any longer, so she hurriedly left the main hall with the stewardess.

When Xie Wenjing saw the rising sun again, she breathed a sigh of relief. She looked around again, but couldn't find the woman anywhere. ...

Inside a meditation room.

Mother Yu lit incense and kept glancing towards the door.

The eldest daughter-in-law went to the temple without taking her along. Mama Yu understood the eldest daughter-in-law's intention; two people would always be more conspicuous than one, and besides, she couldn't wear a veil outside, making her face easily remembered.

I know the truth, but I can't help but worry.

Especially since there are many women coming and going at Yunqi Temple, what if...

Just then, the door was pushed open, and a figure wearing a veil walked in.

Mother Yu immediately stepped forward and reached out to help remove the veil, revealing Xie Yuyan's beautiful face.

After Xie Yuyan sat down, Mama Yu brought over a cup of tea and asked, "Madam, have you found what you were looking for?"

Xie Yuyan nodded: "Found it."

She had Yang Xiaoshan keep an eye on Yunqi Temple, and sure enough, they gained a lot. Not only did they anger the nuns in the temple, but they also met Xie Wenjing.

Xie Yuyan subconsciously reached for the bag at his waist, which contained the jade pendant and jade beads.

Although they only met once and exchanged a single sentence, Xie Yuyan could already guess that the Xie Wenjing before him was not the real Xie Erniang.

Just as I was pondering this, the door was gently pushed open, and a person slipped in.

When Madam Yu looked up, she was stunned. Who else could it be but Lord Wang?
This is Yunqi Temple, full of nuns and women. How could Lord Wang come here?

However… it was also expected. Under the guise of building a shop, they had planted many people outside Yunqi Temple. With so many eyes watching, how could they not find an opportunity for Lord Wang and Madam Wang to meet?
Not to mention, the lady of the house even made a special trip to this secluded meditation room.

Unfortunately, this isn't Baode Temple, and the meditation room doesn't have as many things, so Mama Yu can't serve her two masters while they play chess.

Thinking this, Yu's mother quickly walked outside, lest she be disliked by others later.

As soon as the door was closed, Xie Yuyan's hand was grabbed. After not seeing each other for many days, feeling the familiar warmth again, her heart couldn't help but pound.

Xie Yuyan looked at Wang Yan, and as soon as she saw the person in front of her clearly, she suddenly wanted to laugh. Perhaps it was because the person in front of her was too handsome and upright. How could such a dignified person be a lecher who sneaked into the temple?
“I thought,” Xie Yuyan said, “that you would have to disguise yourself as a woman to enter the temple.”

Looking at the blush on her face, Wang Yan's heart skipped a beat: "The Emperor asked me to copy Buddhist scriptures, which are to be sent to the temple for worship."

Xie Yuyan nodded. It was a barely acceptable excuse, but no matter what, the nun would not allow a man to enter. If people found out about Wang Yan's behavior, his reputation would be completely ruined.

Wang Yan said in a low voice, "If you can come home with me, I won't have to take such a risk."

Only Wang Yan could say such things so confidently, instead of feeling ashamed by what she said.

Xie Yuyan naturally refused, saying, "Lord Wang is very skilled and will not be captured." In any case, Wang Yan had already done many absurd things in Tong Zixu's writings, so one more wouldn't make a difference.

In fact, Yunqi Temple was originally a place for monks to practice. However, because the imperial concubines often came here to offer incense and worship Buddha, Yunqi Temple moved the monks out and arranged for nuns to live there instead.

This meditation room was originally a place of quiet practice provided by Yunqi Temple for lay Buddhists. The meditation room was far away from the temple, and ordinary people would not come here, so it was not easy to be seen by others.

"You saw the person?" Wang Yan asked in a low voice.

Xie Yuyan said, "Second Madam Xie once copied Buddhist scriptures for Old Madam Xie in Sanskrit, and it is said that Second Madam Xie is fluent in Sanskrit."

She paused slightly at this point: "But when I spoke to her in Sanskrit just now, she was completely unaware of it."

Wang Yan asked curiously, "What did you say to her?"

Xie Yuyan's eyes were clear: "mūrkha".

An ignorant person.

Upon hearing this, Xie Erniang actually returned the greeting with a solemn Buddhist salute.

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