The Reborn Noble Girl is Hard to Find

Hanyan smiled: "New Year's Eve is a new year, and it's a good thing to change your attire. Besides, Hanyan is one year older and is no longer a child, so naturally he can't dress up as a child."

These words were full of childishness, Zhou naturally didn't believe her, but she felt that she was in danger, so she glanced at Han Yan suspiciously, but saw that she was looking at the carriage beside her seemingly indifferently, and her heart was slightly relieved. Zhuang Shiyang said: "That's it, get on the carriage quickly, the journey is long, go early and return early."

Han Yan tilted his head to look at Zhuang Shiyang, stretched out his hand, and pointed to the two carriages: "Father, aren't Han Yan and Sister Yushan riding in the same carriage?"

Mrs. Zhou glanced at Zhuang Shiyang, and said softly: "Miss Si said when she went to the palace banquet last time that she is not used to sharing a carriage with others. Besides, Miss Si also needs to bring her own maid. No more than two cars are much more spacious."

Taking advantage of the opportunity, I brought up the matter of the carriage at the palace banquet last time. Others would only think that Zhuang Hanyan didn't know what to do and put on airs. concubine.

Sure enough, after hearing these words, Zhuang Shiyang's face became gloomy, and he said coldly to Han Yan: "Don't you like to ride in a carriage alone? What are you messing around with now! Turning to Zhuang Yushan again, his tone was extremely soft: "Yu'er wants to Be careful, the journey is far away, and I will go back and enjoy the fireworks feast in the city with my father. "

Zhuang Yushan said with a smile: "Yu'er will definitely pray to the Bodhisattva to bless Daddy with everything going well and Auntie in good health."

Han Yan waited for them to finish their instructions before getting into a carriage.

Inside the carriage, Ji Lan approached Han Yan's ear and said: "Miss, there are many guards in the house."

Han Yan raised the curtain to see, sure enough, each carriage was surrounded by six well-dressed guards. He couldn't help but sneer, put down the curtain, and leaned back on the soft bed in the carriage.

These guards were probably all bought by the Zhou family. In her last life, she didn't understand how the twelve guards with outstanding martial arts in the mansion couldn't deal with a bunch of idle bandits. What's more, when I thought about it later, the martial arts of those bandits were not very superb, but they were all fists and kicks. These guards were not here to rescue her, but to monitor her to ensure that things went smoothly.

Shu Hong untied the tie on the cloak for Han Yan, and the heater in the carriage was heated up, which was much warmer than outside. Han Yan was wearing a heavy cloak, and her cheeks were a little red from the heat.

Ji Lan whispered: "Miss, now can you tell the servants why you want the servants to dress like this?"

Last night, Hanyan told Ji Lanshuhong and Ji Lanshuhong that they had to wear light green shirts when they went up the mountain with her to pray for blessings. Although they didn't understand, they did so. After following Hanyan for so many years, the two people and Hanyan already have a tacit understanding that cannot be compared with others. Today Han Yan went out of the mansion to go up the mountain, so he must be planning something, what exactly is it?

Han Yan glanced at the curtain of the carriage, took Ji Lan's hand, put her palm up, and stretched out a finger to write a few words on it.

Ji Lan and Shu Hong looked at it seriously at first, but when they understood the words on it, they couldn't help but gasp in unison.

Those few words were: Mrs. Zhou harmed me, trying to destroy my innocence.

Shu Hong raised her head suddenly, and looked at Han Yan worriedly, Han Yan continued to write: Together with the bandits, they took me away and pretended to report to the officials.

The two servant girls were dumbfounded. Although they had seen a lot of things in the house for so many years, they still couldn't believe it when such a vicious method was used on their young lady. They were flustered and at a loss. Shu Hong reacted first, and paused for a moment, she watched Han Yan open her mouth, and silently made a mouth shape: "Why——

what-do-"

Han Yan smiled at them comfortingly, and with his fingers, he wrote four words one stroke at a time: Li Daitao is stiff.

Fengdi Temple is a famous temple in the capital. There are not many people who come to offer incense. There is no other reason. The reason why Fengdi Temple is famous is because of Master Qingfeng in the temple. Master Qingfeng is a capable person, but he rarely sees customers. The mountain road of Fengdi Temple is not easy to walk. The believers came here especially, but they couldn't see Master Qingfeng. They were frustrated and gradually stopped coming.

Although there are very few people who come to offer incense, Fengdi Temple has not been abandoned as a lonely temple. Even the melons and fruits enshrined are fresh and rare, and Han Yan cares in his heart, fearing that there is someone behind Fengdi Temple who can afford this huge incense money.

Hanyan had a very bad impression of Fengdi Temple, even hated it. Because in the last life, I was kidnapped by bandits because I came to this place, so it can be regarded as venting my anger. Coming back to this life again, standing in front of the temple gate, looking at the same building as in memory, Han Yan had mixed feelings in her heart. From the past to the future, she seemed to have walked this road for thousands of years.

Zhuang Yushan has ordered his servants to move things, some grain and quilts donated to the temple. These are the things these monks lack the most on weekdays, and they don't need anything else.

A middle-aged monk came and led Han Yan and the two into the temple hall, but seeing the golden body of the Bodhisattva in the center, Han Yan was stunned. Such an ancient temple deep in the mountains has such money to build a golden Bodhisattva. Rich and powerful.

Zhuang Yushan knelt down on the futon, and Han Yan also knelt down, looking straight into the eyes of the central Bodhisattva. She didn't believe in Buddhism, because her mother believed in the Bodhisattva, but she ended up being killed. In the previous life, she had nothing to do with the world, but her life was ruined by someone's marriage. Aren't Bodhisattvas saving suffering? Then why when she was struggling in the sea of ​​suffering, no Bodhisattva came to save her. But... don't you believe it? Isn't his own rebirth the result of a reversal of destiny. Could it be that the Bodhisattva also couldn't bear her being bullied by the wicked, so he gave her this opportunity to change everything and start over?

Han Yan bent down and bowed deeply, closed his eyes when his head rested on the futon, and murmured silently in his heart: "Bodhisattva Bodhisattva, if you are really alive, please bless me to kill the enemy with my hands, so that the evil person will have evil rewards, and let the evil person be rewarded. Brother Ming and the people around Hanyan live well, even if Hanyan's life is required in exchange, Hanyan is willing."

Kowtowing three times respectfully, Zhuang Yushan was already begging for a marriage lottery with a shy face, Han Yan glanced at it, and when she got the lottery to her satisfaction, Han Yan came outside with her . The monk who started to lead the way came over and asked them to stay in the temple for dinner.

The Zhuang mansion brought a lot of supplies to the temple this time, Han Yan was not afraid of their stinginess, so he called the guards and a few maidservants in together. There were not enough monks, so the maids went to help.

The vegetarian meal in the temple is very simple, but the porridge and side dishes, Hanyan is also special. Zhuang Yushan couldn't swallow it, seeing Hanyan eating naturally, he was even more contemptuous in his heart. Reluctantly moving his chopsticks, he took a few mouthfuls and then put it aside.

After Han Yan finished his fast, he said goodbye to the monks in the temple naturally, got into his carriage, leaned on the soft quilt and began to doze off, after an unknown amount of time, the carriage stopped suddenly, and the entire carriage was tilted forward. Yan was almost thrown out, a pair of eyes opened suddenly, very clear, and there was no sleepiness at all.