Wishing You Eternal Happiness Chapter 191: ：Encountering Song Mingzhao

Remember in one second【】

Yu Youyao had a look of surprise on her face. She had a serious head injury, which left a scar after healing. Her grandmother cut off her forehead hair and grew bangs to cover the scar and prevent it from being exposed to the sun.

Grandma also sent someone the best medicinal lotion from Xie's house, and applied it with the best jade ointment for half a year, and then all the scars disappeared.

Chunxiao said again: "That day you were wearing a longevity lock made of Hetian white jade Pisces beads. Later, one corner of the longevity lock was broken and the other corner disappeared. You cried for a long time. The old lady felt sorry for you and even specially I ordered people to go into the temple to look for him, but he couldn’t be found."

When mentioning this, Yu Youyao was deeply impressed.

Hetian white jade Pisces and Pearl longevity lock is one of the fifteen longevity locks given to her by her mother.

The white jade has red and yellow floating flowers on it. The floating flowers look like two golden fishes, one red and one yellow, playing. After a little carving, it became like a pair of fishes playing with a pearl, which is also natural. The texture of it and the fish on it are vivid, lifelike and spiritual. She likes it very much and wears it all day long.

Later, I discovered that a piece of the longevity lock was missing, and only one of the two brocade fish was red. The yellow brocade fish disappeared along with the missing corner.

At that time, she was very sad and cried for a long time.

Later, my grandmother said that the broken longevity lock was unlucky, so she put the longevity lock at the bottom of the box. As time went by, she gradually forgot about it.

Yu Youyao nodded: "Did you catch the thief?"

Chunxiao smiled and nodded: "I caught him. I heard that it was thanks to the Prince of Zhenguo that the thief was caught."

Why are you involved with Song Mingzhao again? Yu Youyao didn't ask any more questions, and came to the front of the wishing Bodhisattva. There was an old woman holding a pen next to her, selling red brocade silk for making wishes, and even some rare materials.

Chunxiao bought two of the best wishing silks, took out copper coins and put them on the brocade silk. She strung a hundred copper coins on them, but Yu Youyao refused to let them wear them anymore: "That's enough!"

Chun Xiao said: "Miss, I heard that the more copper coins you string on the wishing silk, the higher it will be thrown and the more auspicious it will be. How about stringing some more?"

Yu Youyao shook his head: "Buddhism pays attention to fate. Everything should be stopped when it is appropriate. What you want is peace of mind."

Chunxiao handed the brocade silk to Yu Youyao.

Yu Youyao held the brocade silk, put her hands together, lowered her head and recited the "Shou Sutra" silently, and murmured a wish: "May my grandmother be blessed with good health, longevity, and a long life..."

After making her wish, Yu Youyao stood up on her tiptoes, hit the brocade silk on the tree and threw it hard.

Chunxiao and the others behind them followed the high brocade silk and saw it hanging on a main pole high in the Bodhi tree.

The lady selling brocade silk said with a smile: "Miss, this wishing silk is really good at throwing it. Not only is it high, but it is also on the main pole. Even if it is windy or rainy, it will not be thrown away easily. It can be kept for a long time." For a long time."

Who doesn’t like to hear pleasant and auspicious words? Yu Youyao smiled and curled her lips, and asked Chunxiao to reward him with silver.

The old lady weighed it and immediately smiled.

There is also a wish-making silk. Yu Youyao recited the "Medicine Master's Sutra" and made a wish: "May my cousin, the evil illness will go away, all diseases will disappear, I will stay away from disasters, and I will be prosperous and peaceful for the rest of my life."

This time she did not throw it away easily. Instead, she gathered her breath first, and with this strength, she threw the wishing silk with all her strength.

At this moment, a strange wind came from nowhere.

The wishing silk was fluttering in the wind in mid-air, and Yu Youyao's heart was in her throat. Fortunately, the wishing silk took advantage of this wind and was hung on a higher main pole, and it was also wrapped around it. She Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Chunxiao smiled: "Miss, the throw was higher than before."

"I also borrowed the wind." Yu Youyao smiled and curled her lips.

The old lady on the side said cheerfully: "The good wind has sent me up to the blue clouds with its power. This wind comes at a good time, wonderfully and well. It is really auspicious. The girl is planning something auspicious and the east wind will help me." If you can understand your thoughts, your wishes will go smoothly."

Yu Youyao felt that this lady was very clever, so she asked Chunxiao to reward her with silver.

The old lady rarely saw such a generous young lady, so she was so happy that she said a lot of flattering words.

Yu Youyao took one last look at the wishing silk and was about to go back to the wing. Suddenly, she saw a man wearing a dark blue straight skirt not far away, looking at her. He didn't know how long he stood there.

Yu Youyao's heart beat fiercely and she subconsciously took a step back.

Chunxiao also saw it and whispered: "It's Prince Song. I didn't expect him to come to Baoning Temple today. Would you like to go over and say hello?"

The girl is still young, so the defense between men and women is not that serious. Moreover, she is followed by a maid and a woman. When meeting familiar people, she has to say hello. It is a waste of etiquette.

"No need, I haven't seen Prince Song in person, and he probably doesn't recognize me, so there's no need to go there." Yu Youyao pursed her lips slightly, and told Song Ming Zhaofu that he was about to leave.

Song Mingzhao was also stunned.

He originally planned to go to Youzhou, but before he left Beijing, his family found out that Youzhou was under martial law. He said that there were spies in and prohibiting entry and exit, so he had to give up.

Today, during the Buddha Festival, I was just walking around casually, but unexpectedly I came here because of my memory. I saw a little girl standing under the tree making wishes and throwing brocades.

The little girl was dressed in a plain brocade skirt and looked very quiet and beautiful. It seemed that she had not yet reached the age where men and women should guard against each other and should avoid each other. Just when she was about to leave, she heard The little girl's gentle voice was like the twittering of an oriole or the cooing of a swallow, which reached my ears: "Buddhism pays attention to fate. Everything should be stopped at the right time. What you want is nothing more than peace of mind."

Somehow, he suddenly stopped.

I raised my eyes and took a look

^0^Remember in one second【】

There are many wishing silks hung on the Bodhi tree, some have long strings of copper coins strung on them, and some people even wrapped silver and gold ingots in red paper and tied them to the wishing silks. Everyone thinks that the wishing silks are more beautiful. "Heavy" means the higher it is thrown and the longer it hangs on the tree, the more auspicious it is.

There are few people with such a clear mind and thorough thoughts like her.

As everyone knows~IndoMTL.com~Xu Yuan, the heavier the silk, the higher it may not be thrown. When encountering wind and rain, the first to fall are the "heavier" wishing silks.

I saw the little girl’s plain figure walking away...

Song Mingzhao felt a little sad for no reason. He happened to see an old monk sweeping leaves and asked, "Which family does that girl from just now belong to?"

Actually, he didn't know whether the monk knew him or not, so he just asked casually.

The sweeping monk raised his eyes and said: "What a coincidence, the old monk happened to recognize her. She was the eldest lady of the Yu Mansion. Every year during the Mu Buddha Festival, she would go to the temple with her grandmother to worship the Buddha and mourn her late mother."

Song Mingzhao breathed tightly: "Every year?"

If he remembered correctly, the eldest daughter of the Yu Mansion seemed to be named Yu Youyao. Her grandmother loved her very much and would often mention things related to her.

Miss Yu gave her grandmother a good medicinal pear ointment recipe before. After taking it for a while, her cough was relieved.

Dear, this chapter is finished, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^