The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor - Chapter 79

[Chapter 82]

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The meals sent by Yingmei An were bland, one stir-fried tofu, one small green vegetable, and a short wooden bucket filled with rice, enough for four people.

Wan Lu’s face turned green when she saw these two dishes, “Mother, don’t you have to eat these this month?”

“What’s wrong with green vegetables and tofu?” Ran Yan sat down a few days ago, took the chopsticks, Said: “Let’s eat together, there are other things to do after eating.”

There was an unquestionable deterrence between Ran Yan’s words, and he sat down silently beside him.

During the Zhenguan period, the meal-sharing system was still practiced, that is, each person had a small table in front of them, and each had his own meal, whether it was a meal at home or a banquet, it was the same. Sharing a plate like this, it can be said that the conditions are difficult.

Wan Lu pouted, bowing her head to the rice in the bowl, full of grievances. She didn’t feel wronged, but for Ran Yan. Obviously, she could go back to the main courtyard soon. The marriage is almost negotiated, and the future is very good. Who knows that in the end, it will still be a mirror, just a different place to eat green vegetables and tofu.

After eating, Ran Yan took a walk around the courtyard, feeling that it was almost time, and led Wan Lu to the nunnery master.

When I watch Yingmei Nunnery at night, I can only tell that the houses are built with bamboo and wooden boards, hidden in the depths of the bamboo forest, but they are still a paradise. The daytime is full of light, so I can clearly see that these houses are very dilapidated. Wet and already shaky.

Except for the Buddhist hall built of stone bricks at the front, the courtyard where Ran Yan lived looked up-to-date. It should be used to receive pilgrims, and the only place that was lucky enough to be renovated.

The host of the nunnery lived in the east, and passed through the plum forest behind the Buddhist hall from the stone-paved path. Occasionally, he would meet two or two women and nuns in clothes, and they all gave way to Ran Yan.

Yingmei Nunnery is not big, and it is easy to find it once you ask a few nuns.

After passing Merlin, he could already see the bamboo house hidden in the woods. Ran Yan Yuguang glanced at Wan Lu, “If you hold on to that mouth again, you will be able to tie a cow.”

Wan Lu tilted her head and pulled the corners of her mouth apart, laughing more ugly than crying, and said stiffly, “Mother, is this okay?”

Wan Lu is a sex that can’t hide her thoughts very well. If she likes it, she likes it. Unable to accept it with joy, Ran Yan knew her nature, so she said lightly: “You better hold on, lest the nunnery master take you as a monster.” Wan Lu’s

eyes widened and she looked at Suan with surprise. Ran Yan, who was walking forward step by step, chased after her, “Mother actually jokes.”

“Is it strange? When you

see something funny, it’s a joke when you say it.” Ran Yan didn’t look back.

Wan Lu didn’t care what she meant by her words, and leaned over with a smile, “It’s still good mother, what “The Nagato Resentment” you read in the past was miserable when you listened to it, although the slaves don’t understand much Poetry, I also feel chills in my heart, it is better not to read such things.”

“I don’t know much? It is said that you used to read as a companion, why is it so bad? From tomorrow, you will accompany me to copy Buddhist scriptures, Copy the medical book.” Ran Yan glanced at her leisurely, the corners of her lips slightly raised.

Wan Lu had a small face and said sullenly: “Why does Niang want to torment slaves today, slaves are the most impatient to read or something.”

Ran Yan ignored her, raised her hand and knocked on the door, “Ran Yan

The seventeenth mother came to visit, is the nunnery master here?” After

a while, Wan Lu saw that no one was coming, and was about to reach out and knock on the door again, when the door opened with a creak, and a female nun in her forties folded her hands and sang. A Buddha’s name said, “The nunnery master’s morning class has just ended, and Ran Niang came by coincidence, please come in.”

“Thank you.” Ran Yan also returned a Buddha salute and followed her to the main house.

A few people took off their shoes under the porch, and just stood on the porch, an old voice came from the room, “Jingyuan, is Ran Shiqiniang here?” The

middle-aged nun bowed slightly and said: ” It’s Ran Shiqi Niang.” There was

no sound in the room, and Jing Yuan turned around and said, “You two, please come in.”

The door opened, and there was a strong scent of sandalwood inside. The room was dimly lit. Only in the morning light coming in from the door could you see a two-foot-tall white porcelain and gold-painted Bodhisattva statue on the table. The Bodhisattva statue There is a bronze incense burner in front of it, and a futon in front of it. On the futon in the center sits a nun in robes, holding a Buddhist bead in her hand like a dead tree and turning it gently.

“My son is the seventeenth mother of the Ran family, and I have seen the nunnery master.” Ran Yan bowed slightly.

“Old Ni has already heard about the reputation of the Seventeenth Mother. You don’t need to be more polite, please sit down.”

Ran Yan sighed in her heart. In ancient times, the speed of rumors spread was no worse than that in the era when information was developed. In less than a month, even the nunnery of this clean house heard about her.

After sitting down, Ran Yan saw the dying old nun in front of her. The skin on her face was slack like pine bark, and there were a few age spots on her cheeks. , his mouth slumped in, his eyes sunk slightly, and he never opened it from beginning to end.

In the waning years of the wind and candle, the current appearance of the nunnery master is interpreting these four words.

“Old Ni has done bone groping for a few days in his early years. If Seventeen Mother doesn’t dislike it, can he let him feel the bones once?” The old hoarse voice of the nunnery master carried the subtle trembling of an old man, making the calm voice sound more With a hint of request, this sudden topic does not seem so abrupt.

“Okay.” Ran Yan hasn’t seen bone touching with her own eyes, but she used to be very interested in it and looked for many related books to study, but after all, she couldn’t see any connection between a person’s fate and bones.

The nunnery master put the Buddha beads in his hand lightly on the table, and stretched out his hand forward, “Seventeen mothers first give your hand to the old nun.”

Ran Yan put it on according to her words, and the nunnery master’s dry and rough hand squeezed Ran Yan’s fingers lightly. He touched it lightly, then moved up the palm of his hand, and touched the bones of his arm, then switched to the other hand, and finally the skull.

The room was quiet, only the sandalwood incense and the subtle rustling of the fabric.

“Master of the nunnery.” Jing Yuan stood outside the door and said, “Someone has come from the yamen, saying that Miss Wanlu is an important witness in a recent murder case. The public trial will be held today, and Miss Wanlu is invited to testify in the past.” The

nunnery continued calmly .

Feeling the bones, but Ran Yan did not disturb, until everything was over, Ran Yan said: “Wanlu, you go, get the silver from Xing Niang, hire a car to come back in the evening. If the yamen sends someone to see you, Don’t say no.”

“Yes.” Wan Lu bowed and followed Jing Yuan out of the hospital.

“Seventeen mothers had a bad half of her life…”

After a moment of silence, the nunnery master finally broke the silence, “However, it seems that these problems are not a big problem for you, whether you can achieve Consummation in your later years, only in the Choose your husband.”

Ran Yan did not comment, the nunnery master’s words sounded very unprofessional, and did not provide any basis for drawing this conclusion, which sounded more unreliable than the deceitful gods on the street.

“Hehe, the old nun is not good at art, and can’t see the deeper fate.” The husky voice of the nunnery owner said slowly: “I just heard that Ran Shiqi Niang has good medical skills and can perform autopsy, so I was curious, and asked Shi Shi. Mother, don’t blame the old man for being abrupt.”

Ran Yan watched her twirling the beads in a hurry, and didn’t know how true or false these words were, and only replied: “The nunnery master’s words are serious.” The

nunnery master took it out of his sleeve He took out a piece of paper and said, “From now on, you will be meditating in the nunnery, and you can be considered a layman. I have prepared a name for you here. In the future, the nunnery will only be called by name.

” I’m sorry.” Ran Yan straightened up and took the piece of paper with both hands, and when Xun sat back, she saw the nunnery master slowly twisting the beads, and no longer meant to speak, so she bowed and bowed, and got up to leave.

Xiaoman was already waiting outside the door, when she saw Ran Yan bowing slightly, “Mother, Sister Wanlu has a servant to serve you.”

Ran Yan hummed and put on her shoes under her service.

“The nun who was guarding the door just now came to report, saying that Juro is here, and it is inconvenient to enter the nunnery. He is in the bamboo forest outside the door.” Xiaoman squatted down, helped Ran Yan straighten her skirt, raised her head and asked, “Mother, can you go back and change? A dress?”

“That’s it.” Ran Yan has no friends. Although Xing Niang and Wan Lu are close to her, they are always masters and servants. a bit.

Ran Yan walked towards the outside of the nunnery at a rapid pace, and Xiaoman ran after him.

Jing Yuan glanced at the backs of the two of them, walked into the main house, sat down on the futon that Ran Yan had just sat on, and called softly, “Master of the nunnery?

” Clear eyes.

When everyone saw her closed eyes, they always thought it was because of eye disease. No one would think that a drooping old woman would have such clear eyes.

It’s just that these eyes are not so bright because they have no vitality.

“I don’t know why, but I actually found out that there are several destined lovers in her generation.” A hint of doubt appeared in the nunnery’s Qingming eyes.

“How many?” Jing Yuan’s ordinary face also showed a bit of surprise, “Is it the death of her husband?”

Jing Yuan meant that after a husband passed away, he remarried others and died several husbands in a row, wouldn’t it ?

The life of the deceased husband?

The master of the nunnery slowly shook his head and sighed, “Anzhi is a blessing or a curse.”

Jing Yuan’s peaceful eyes showed some doubts, but he just sighed, the fate of this thing was originally mysterious and mysterious, who knew it would be What will it become?

No matter what happens, it doesn’t matter to me, my destiny is already set.

The wind passed through the bamboo forest outside the nunnery, and the rustling voice of UU reading www.sonicmtl.com was like a beautiful piece of music. Ran Yunsheng was standing in the green bamboo in a crescent white round collar and beard, with an impeccable face. With a warm smile, wisps of morning light fell on his pale jade cheeks, reflecting a dazzling light.

“Brother Ten!” Seeing such a beautiful young man, Ran Yan was also in a good mood.

Ran Yunsheng greeted him, opened his mouth and asked, “Yesterday came in a hurry, did you suffer?”

“No, Yingmei Nunnery is very quiet, which is suitable for self-cultivation and self-cultivation. If the tenth brother can come to see me often, everything will be perfect.” Ran Yan sat down on a flat stone nearby.

“I’ll come to see you often.” Ran Yunsheng’s brows filled with a gentle and doting smile, which made Xiaoman beside him stunned.

Ran Yunsheng flicked Ran Yan’s bright forehead with his fingers, and said with a stern face: “I’m afraid you can let go of the wild in this place. You used to be honest, but now it’s getting worse.

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[End of this Chapter]