"Sisters, do you mind if I'm late?"
I saw the woman who came in wearing the latest fashion of the season, stepping on high heels, with her long hair in a bun behind her head and a limited edition bag in her arms. Her makeup was exquisite, bright and dazzling, and walked out of the atmosphere of 1.8 meters.
On the contrary, the girl behind her has an unforgettable face. Her facial features are exquisite like those carefully fabricated by the creator, such as waterfall long hair, elegant long skirt, and a gentle smile like the wind in April.
There are many kinds of beauties, bright as fire, charming as flowers, sweet as honey and pure as water, but they are not as compassionate as the girl's eyebrows.
There is a kind of beauty that penetrates the long river of time and space, washes all sins and sympathizes with the sorrows of all sentient beings. With a smile, the moment is eternity.
She came slowly in the holy light, her eyes and mouth were slightly pursed, with a gentle smile, as if she could contain all the sins in the world, and all the dirt was in her wise eyes.
At that moment, people wanted to kneel on their knees, accept the light of the pilgrimage and redeem their sins for life.
Mrs. Li murmured, "good luck, master."
She was the first to stand up with a respectful look.
Others are still in a daze. Although it is not the first time to see the real daughter, each time they see her can have a strong psychological impact on them.
Many of these ladies have been praying for God and Buddha all year round. The rich believe this most in order to maintain long-term wealth or seek psychological comfort. At this moment, when they see the girl in front of them, they seem to feel the bath of the holy light. For a moment, they feel relieved, as if they have no worries.
"Good luck, master?" Mrs. Gao looked at Mrs. Li.
"Yes, I wish master she is very powerful. Although she is young and has deep cultivation, you heard about Mrs. song a few days ago..." Mrs. Li spoke quickly about the cause and effect of Jiao Mei's accident, and focused on her illness a few days ago.
"I wish you are really the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva." Mrs. Li sighed with emotion.
People look at the mirror differently.
Lin Qing, who was robbed of the limelight, was not at all unhappy. When she heard about this for the first time, she turned around and looked at the mirror. Is her daughter so powerful? When she first came back, she thought she was a nun. Lin Qing felt her nose awkwardly.
Mrs. Gao still holds a dubious attitude towards this, because Zhu Mingjing looks too young. Those famous monks are not over half a hundred years old. The little girl is only 16 years old.
These ladies sometimes bring their daughters when they get together. It's important for celebrities to open the social circle. Gao Jia Ye Lan and Li Qingyao are in the meantime. They laugh together after listening to Mrs. Li's words.
Young people don't believe this, especially the other party is still a little girl younger than them, playing tricks and fooling who.
"A little nun does this. She really thinks she is an eminent monk." Gao Jia whispered.
"I think everyone believes it. Maybe I wish Miss Zhu has her own advantages." Ye Lan said.
"Her advantage is to deceive people. Mrs. Li believes it. Qingyao, you have to go back and persuade your mother not to be cheated by a little girl."
Li Qingyao said, "please worry about Miss Gao. My mother believes it is her freedom to believe it or not. If I wish Miss can make her happy, I have to thank her."
"She's engaged in personal worship. She has a deep mind at a young age. She suddenly grasped the hearts of a group of ladies and took root in Jiangzhou."
Gao Jia's eyes turned. "Isn't she able to calculate? I asked her to lift a stone and hit her own foot."
Ye Lan whispered, "this... Is not very good."
"It's even worse for her to lie."
They took their seats. For a moment, all kinds of uneasy eyes fell on the mirror. The mirror was not slow and had a great aura.
"Miss Zhu, I'm very curious about what Mrs. Li said about you. Can you figure out my marriage? It's said that your Buddhism is very accurate. If you can't figure it out, you don't deserve everyone to love you so much." Gao Jia especially bit the word love and wear.
Mrs. Li frowned and looked at Gao Jia. How could she speak to the master like this?
Lin Qing saw that Miss Gao deliberately embarrassed Mingjing. She was about to help Mingjing speak, but Mingjing gently shook her head.
As soon as Mingjing shook her head, there was a kind of summer insect with unspeakable depth. She sat here with the holy light shining, while Gao Jia was lined with an image of stupidity.
Everyone looked at Gao Jia with a little dissatisfaction.
Can you question the master? I don't know the heaven and earth.
Gao Jia is angry. Are these people crazy? They believe her when they first meet. A group of fools.
Mrs. Gao is the organizer. She sits in the main position and is today's manager. She looks at Gao Jia and says, "Jia Jia, how can you disrespect the master? Since Mrs. Li trusts her so much, it shows that the master must have his own skills. Master, am I right?"
In a word, she put the mirror on the high platform. In fact, she was skeptical and wanted to try the depth.
Mrs. Li said discontentedly, "since you are a master and your accomplishments are as high as great virtue, you are different from the smelly Taoist fortune teller on the street. How can you calculate marriage for people?"
"Yes, I heard that eminent monks generally don't speak easily. Revealing the secret is to lose their lives."
"This... Should be no problem. I see a lot of people asking for autographs in the temple..."
"Today's temples are commercial. The monks inside work during the day and go back to their wives and children to heat the Kang at night. They are all liars."
"Ah...? Master Zhu shouldn't?"
"She's too young to say."
Mingjing listened to all kinds of questions in her ear and was not in a hurry to explain. Instead, she took a sip from the white jade porcelain cup in front of her, raised her hands and feet slowly, with an open-minded and calm mind.
Everyone stared at her. The time passed slowly. The clock on the wall turned and made a slight "dada" sound, which clearly fell to his ears in the silent teahouse at the moment.
"Marriage, as the name suggests, is the fate of marriage."
This is the first sentence that Mingjing said after he came here. The quiet and determined voice brought everyone in in for a moment.
Mrs. Li subconsciously sat up straight and looked respectful, as if she were a good student ready to listen to the teacher.
"Yuanjue Sutra says that all kinds of sex, ovum, viviparous, wet and metaplasia in all worlds are right because of * *. With the heart of love, they will fall into the three realms and cannot be liberated. All beings in the color world have no desire for marriage, no desire for men and women, no desire for food and drink, eat Zen, be pure and self satisfied, and the holy one has the holy throne, so they are not tired of marriage. On the lotus platform, self purification Bodhi, and the six sentient beings All kinds of desires have not been freed, so marriage is necessary. This is humanity. "
The gentle voice seemed as if the spring breeze was blowing on your face. Everyone listened very carefully, as if listening to the eminent monk talking about Zen, put away the original contempt, and looked solemn gradually.
Lin Qing also thinks seriously. Because people have desires, they have marriage. Marriage is beautiful, but it has brought so much pain to her.
"Because people have desire for love, they have needs, and marriage came into being. In this vast world, the marriage and karma of generations lead to the meeting of men and women in this life, forming a family, having children, good karma creates a happy marriage, and bad karma creates a painful marriage. Everyone's behavior in previous life and this life planted the seeds of marriage happiness and pain, so you happen now You deserve everything in your life. Your destiny in this life was arranged by yourself a long time ago. Don't blame God, others or yourself. "
Everyone fell into a heavy thought. Which of you here has not been tortured by marriage, and how can these hardships be humane for others? At the moment, listening to the girl's eloquence, it seems as if she had torn a big bloody hole in her heart.
A lady with red eyes asked, "so, master, how can I get rid of it?"
The mirror looked at her faintly. Her eyes were compassionate and tolerant, as if she understood all her pain. The lady's eyes immediately turned red again, and her heart was full of harmonious feelings.
"Buddhism says that everything in the world is changeable because of the emptiness of origin. Therefore, there is no eternal love and marriage. The so-called" because of fate, all dharmas will be born, and without fate, all dharmas will be destroyed. Things change rapidly, and people's desire pursues eternal perfection. This is the root of all pain. "
There was a sigh and silence.
"Marriage and fate, thinking in this life and fate in the next life. All fate and dharmas in the world are empty. Everything is just an illusion generated by your own persistence. Let go of everything and your original heart is true."
As the girl's voice fell to the ground, even Mrs. Gao's face was quite moved. These principles are not incomprehensible. But once people fall into the magic barrier, where can they hear other voices, but the girl's voice is like Sanskrit, clean and ethereal, washing all the impetuous and pain, so that people can gradually come out of the puzzle and see the most true themselves.
This is the demeanor of great virtue, crossing others with their own thinking.
Gao Jia looked at everyone's face and hurriedly said, "what's the matter with you? I asked her to calculate the marriage for me. It's not to confuse you. Wake up."
Even ye LAN and Li Qingyao frowned and thought, but she jumped up and down like a monkey.
The mirror looked at Gao Jia and smiled, as if she were a generous teacher who tolerated bad children's pranks.
"Miss Gao has a pure mind and has not experienced the hardships of the world. This is your luck."
"I want you to calculate my marriage. You can't figure out who to fool with this mess?"
"Jiajia, don't disrespect the master." Mrs. Gao rebuked.
"Mom, why were you cheated by her?" Gao Jia is very wronged.
"Master, sorry, children are not sensible." Mrs. Gao said shamefully.
"Madam, there is no need to care. Miss Gao is pure and good in nature. Marriage has its own destiny."
Then she looked at Gao Jia carefully. At that moment, Gao Jia felt as if he had been penetrated by something.
The mysterious eyes of the mirror made her dare not look directly at her again.
Mingjing youyou took a sip of tea and said nothing. Mrs. Gao looked at her and frowned slightly.
"I tell you, it must be right to believe in Master Zhu." Mrs. Li began to flatter again, but no one refuted her this time.
"Master, I have nightmares every night recently. I doubt whether I have touched anything unclean. I was thinking whether to go to the temple to worship, so I met the master. The master may help me see if I have touched anything evil?"
It was Mrs. ye, who was nearly 40 years old. Her face was plump, white and fat. It was a blessed face, that is, the so-called Wangfu face. However, she couldn't hide her green, black and powder, and her eyes were tired.
The mirror took a look, "madam, how long has it been like this?"
"About half a month."
"Where did your wife go half a month ago?"
Mrs. Ye frowned and thought. Ye Lan said on one side, "it's my uncle's memorial day. My mother and I went to visit my uncle's grave."
The mirror nodded, "madam, can you stretch out your right hand?"
Mrs. Ye quickly raised her right hand and landed on the table.
Mingjing's white fingers gently rested on Mrs. Ye's pulse.
Everyone looked at this scene and muttered, "master will see a doctor."
"You didn't listen to Mrs. Li just now. You can see what's wrong with her at a glance. She must be good at medicine."
"Then I'll ask the master to help me later."
Lin Qing hummed, "my daughter is very tired. Don't bother her."
A wife said with a smile, "I wish you a very lucky lady. Such a powerful daughter can't beg."
"If I say, having a daughter like Master Zhu is like offering a Buddha at home. Feel at ease."
"No, madam, you don't know how much we envy you..."
Listening to these people's Secret compliments, Lin Qing was very useful.
Mingjing let go. Ye Lan hurriedly asked, "is my mother okay?"
The mirror said in a warm voice, "madam, I don't belong to my mind. I worry so much that I have a loss of my body. I'll write a prescription and take it before I go back to bed to calm down and sleep."
She looked at Ye Lan: "I'll send it to miss Ye's wechat later. Remember, we must go to the regular traditional Chinese medicine prescription to get the medicine."
At the last birthday party of Mrs. Gao, they had added wechat to each other.
Ye Lan nodded, "I see. Thank you."
Mingjing paused and said, "can there be pen, ink, paper and inkstone here?"
Mrs. Gao immediately called the waiter and asked them to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
In an elegant place like a teahouse, some artists often come here to improvise and write characters. Therefore, the teahouse here will prepare these things.
Soon, four treasures of study were prepared on a large desk opposite the teahouse.
Everyone looked at what the mirror was going to do.
Mingjing gets up, walks to the desk, grinds first, then picks up the brush, dips in the ink, and writes on the rice paper.
One of the essential skills of celebrities is calligraphy. Some don't like it or can't stick to it. For example, Gao Jia, she hasn't learned it all day, but Li Qingyao learned calligraphy from primary school. Therefore, when she looked at the posture of holding the pen in the mirror and the gesture of writing, she knew that she must be an expert.
The girl holds a wolf hair and looks calm. She writes very slowly and seems to be chanting something in her mouth. Everyone can't really hear it. It seems that she is chanting scriptures.
Li Qingyao came over to have a look and raised her eyes in surprise: "pathetic and vigorous, pen walking dragon and snake, iron painting and silver hook, hearty and thick. I wish Miss Zhu has a good hand in writing."
She learned it herself and knew how difficult it was to practice such a good word. At this moment, she really changed Zhu Mingjing.
The girl is like a mystery.
Li Qingyao's calligraphy has won awards. Before, Mrs. Li showed off a lot. If she could praise it, it must be very good. Everyone was very curious.
When the ink is dry, take it up and give it to Mrs. Ye.
"The scripture above, my wife recites it three times before going to bed every day, folds it under the pillow, and has a normal state of mind. There is no need to worry."
Mrs. Ye was like a treasure. "Thank you, master. I will follow suit."
Ye Lan took a look and the handwriting was very strong.
The mirror nodded, "madam, if there is anything unknown in the future, you can come to my home to find me."
Mrs. Ye didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at this time, but she was very happy to get the mirror.
"Master, can you help me see if my daughter can be admitted to Jiangzhou university?" Mrs. Li asked, this is her most anxious thing recently.
Li Qingyao didn't have a good way: "Mom, what are you doing?"
"Don't talk. I asked the master." Mrs. Li waved her hand.
Mingjing smiled and looked at Li Qingyao.
Li Qingyao turned her head to one side in some embarrassment.
"Don't worry, Mrs. Li. Miss Li has a deep blessing and will achieve what she wants."
"Really?" Mrs. Li breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Qingyao was stunned. Her nervous tension relaxed at the moment of hearing this sentence.
It's strange that she didn't want to believe it, but somehow she chose to listen to her.
Does she really have the ability to bewitch people?
Others have all kinds of problems to find Mingjing. Lin Qing stops in front of Mingjing: "you're enough. My daughter doesn't give you free disaster relief. She's kind. She doesn't refuse to come, but I can't see my daughter getting tired. It's almost time. We should go back. There's something else in the evening."
No matter what others think, he left with the mirror.
Mrs. Gao left the crowd and chased out.
"Good luck, master. Please stay."
The mirror turned and looked at Mrs. Gao.
"Master, my daughter's marriage..." She just saw it. Mingjing didn't say it on the spot. There must be a problem. She also took into account the face of the Gao family and Gao Jia's self-esteem.
The mirror smiled: "the secret of heaven must not be revealed. Madam, stay."
Calmly turned and left, leaving Mrs. Gao alone.
Mrs. Gao's frown can kill a fly and scratch her heart. The less the mirror says, the more upset she is.
Gao Jia is about twenty. Gao Yang wants her to marry for the development of the company, but she doesn't want to. How can the marriage event in her life be so hasty? She hasn't slept well for several days.
Is Jiajia really having a rough marriage?
She firmly believes that Mingjing doesn't say it must be because of her bad marriage. After observing today, Master Zhu should not fish for fame and reputation, but have two brushes. She will wait and see. If Li Qingyao and Mrs. ye are perfectly solved, she will come to the door to wish her family.
In the elevator, Lin Qing hesitated and asked, "is there a problem with Gao Jia's marriage?"
"Cause and effect cycle, no one can escape."
Looking at her back, Lin Qing suddenly felt a little strange and scared.
Well, it's always her daughter.
As soon as Mingjing left, the frying pan in the teahouse.
"No, I forgot master Jia's wechat."
"I forgot too. Look for another chance next time."
"Master Zhu really has some skills. I'm fascinated by her marriage theory. It's easy to understand. It really helped me."
"Yes, it would be great if I could listen to her talk about Zen in the future. My ideological consciousness can also be improved to a higher level."
"A master is a master. His accomplishments are so high at a young age that he must achieve great success in the future."
"Mrs. ye, can you let everyone enjoy the calligraphy given to you by Master Zhu?"
Mrs. Ye shook her head, "no, the master specially explained that it can only be done by my hand."
"Cut, bluff and deceive. You are all intellectuals who have read books. How can you still engage in this set of feudal superstition." Gao Jia said disdainfully.
Mrs. Gao came in and just heard this sentence. She scolded coldly, "Jiajia, what are you talking about?"
"Mom, am I wrong? You've been fooled by a little girl, one master at a time. Oh, I blush for you."
"Enough." Mrs. Gao glanced at her coldly and said to the ladies, "sorry, children are not sensible."
"Disrespect to the master. Do you know the end of Jiao Mei? Don't be too absolute, little girl. How old are you? You haven't eaten as much salt as the bridge we've passed."
"Yes, yes, just now Miss Gao asked about your marriage. The master smiled but didn't say anything. He was sure that your marriage was bad. The master was afraid to say it would damage your dignity. I didn't expect you to be ungrateful at all. Such a temperament can't marry any good people."
Gao Jia's face suddenly turned green.
This is also Mrs. Gao's biggest worry. I didn't expect it to come true.
After the meeting, Ye Lan helped Mrs. ye leave, "Mom, let the driver take you back first, and I'll get the medicine."
Just now Mingjing has sent Fang Zi to her wechat.
Mrs. Ye sat in the car and told, "be careful."
In the evening, Mrs. Ye drank the medicine, sat on the bed, took out the paper and began to read. Ye Zheng came out of the bathroom and wanted to laugh at her.
"What are you doing?"
Mrs. Ye ignored him and concentrated on reading the Scriptures above.
Ye Zheng felt rather boring. He lay aside, took a financial magazine and looked at the lamp.
Mrs. ye said something in her mouth, and ye Zheng fell asleep.
After reading it three times, Mrs. Ye folded the paper and pressed it under the pillow. Then she turned off the light and lay down to sleep.
Strangely, it's hard to sleep at ordinary times. Instead, I fell asleep tonight.
The night is as cool as water, and there is no dream all night.
When Mrs. Ye got up the next day, she was still a little confused. She stretched her waist and was refreshed. She hadn't felt this for a long time.
Even before she went to the grave, she didn't sleep so well.
When they went downstairs, Ye Lan, ye Zheng and Ye Lan's eldest brother Ye Sheng were sitting in the restaurant for breakfast.
Mrs. Ye usually doesn't sleep well. She basically gets up at 9 a.m. and everyone doesn't wait for her for breakfast.
Seeing her go downstairs, Ye Lan asked, "Mom, did you sleep well last night?"
Mrs. ye said with a smile, "I slept very well. I didn't have nightmares. I slept with my pillow. I wish you were really good at dawn. She cured my insomnia."
In modern society, even if it's worth hundreds of millions, it's no use asking so much money if you can't have a good sleep.
Ye Lan was surprised and said, "it's so powerful. It seems that I underestimated her."
Ye Zheng asked, "Master Zhu, I haven't heard of it."
Mrs. Ye immediately told the cause and effect of Zhu Mingjing like a bean in a bamboo tube, focusing on the effects of Jiao Mei and Mrs. Li. Ye Zheng is a businessman. The businessman believed in this set and asked, "Zhu Wentao's daughter?"
"It's the real daughter just found by the Zhu family. She became a monk in Baitoushan since childhood. If she hadn't been found by the Zhu family, she would have been able to cultivate great virtue."
"Zhu Wentao has such a powerful daughter? Why haven't I heard of it before."
"You propagandize feudal superstition. Fortunately, you are all senior intellectuals." Ye Sheng laughed.
"Bah, bah, bah, what are you talking about? You can't disrespect God and Buddha." Mrs. Ye sneered at him.
"If it weren't for Master Zhu, how could I recover from my insomnia for so many years?"
"Psychological function, I can analyze it from the perspective of psychology. According to my speculation, Master Zhu is certainly not a profound cultivation. I think she has found out that you rich ladies are full of leisure and light pain, and brought you a pot. In this way, Miss Zhu should be familiar with psychology." Ye Sheng touched his chin and analyzed.
"Brother, if you had met Miss Zhu, you wouldn't have said such a thing. According to my contact with her several times, she shouldn't be a liar."
"I can deceive my extremely clever sister. It seems that this liar's technique is very clever." Ye Sheng blinked.
"I have a chance to meet for a while, Miss Zhu."
I'm getting more and more curious.