Chapter 5:

The sun is shining today, and Xiaojing Lake is just like its name. The clear lake is shimmering like a mirror under the sun.
In the lake, a five- or six-year-old boy was waving his little hand desperately, his body sinking and floating in the water.
By the lake, there is a middle-aged woman dressed as a mother. She seems to want to jump out of the lake, but she dare not, and she wanders there in despair.
"Little Master." Qin Jiu quickly said to the young novice monk behind him, "Someone has fallen into the water, please trouble Little Master to find someone to help save people."
The little novice monk was already frightened by this scene, so he only promised, turned and ran.
"Help...cough cough."
The boy choked several salivas, his hands and feet thrashed more and more slowly, and his body gradually sank.
Seeing this, Qin Jiu didn't hesitate anymore, and rushed forward in three steps in two steps. With a jump, he jumped off the lake.
Qin Jiu doesn't know if the original owner can water, but she can water!
Qin Zhuo swam to the boy's side in twos or twos. At this time, the boy's eyes were lost and confused, his hands and feet hanging down weakly without the slightest struggle.
Qin Jiao didn't think much about it, grabbed the boy from behind, and then strove to the shore.
Qin Jiu's water quality is good, but it is still quite hard to bring a comatose child in the water, and he has some weakness in succession.
At this moment, the mother on the shore handed a long branch over. Qin Jiu thought that the other party was going to pull himself up, and said hurriedly: "You pick up the child first..."
As Qin Jiu was talking, suddenly keenly noticed a stern light flashing in that mother's eyes.
Qin Jiao held the boy in his arms calmly, and raised his hand to grab the branch.
really--
In the next instant, with a thrust from the other end of the branch, Qin Jiao immediately pulled backhand.
The mother was almost dragged into the lake, she was so scared that she quickly dropped the branch in her hand, staggered back two steps, and tried to stabilize her figure.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qin Jiu pushed the boy to the shore, and he followed him to the shore.
It was September, and it was early autumn, and there was a chill in the lake, and the clothes soaked in the water were wet on the body, cold and heavy.
Qin Jiu shuddered sharply as the autumn wind blew, and then went to look at the boy on the shore, only to see that his eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale, and he was out of breath.
Qin Jiu couldn't take much care of it, so he hurriedly pulled the boy's neckline away, then knelt on one knee and half on the ground, put him head down on his leg, and pushed his back flatly with his right hand.
The mother stared at Qin Jiao, her eyes were gloomy, and she suddenly shot fiercely. She leaned over and picked up a stone on the ground before slamming Qin Jiao on the head.
Qin Jiao had long been guarded against her, holding the boy to one side to hide. At this time, the little novice monk's milky voice came from Fenglin, "...just ahead..."
Then, there was a mess of footsteps, getting closer and closer.
With a panic on the face of the mother, she immediately threw away the stone in her hand, rushed over to break Qin Jiu's hand, and shouted: "Come on, come on!...Hurry up and put down the little master!"
Qin Jiao: "..."
She wants to say two words: ha ha.
Soon, a beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes hurried over, surrounded by a crowd.
The beautiful woman is quite tall, with long eyebrows into her temples, red lips like fire, and the corners of her apricot eyes are slightly raised, and she looks bright.
As soon as she stepped out of Fenglin, she saw this scene and was shocked.
"Yuaner!"
The beautiful woman exclaimed, and rushed over staggeringly.
"cough!"
At this time, under Qin Jiu's continuous pat and pressure, the unconscious boy finally let out his first cough.
"Ahem!"
Then, there were a few more coughs, each louder than another, and pools of lake water were coughed out of his mouth.
The beautiful woman rushed to the boy in one breath. She wanted to the boy from Qin Jiao's lap, but she did not dare to move.
Even if she didn't know the cause and effect, she could tell that the strange girl in front of her was saving her son.
"Mother Ding, stop."
The beautiful woman yelled, and the mother stiffened, and her hands that had held Qin Jue loosened.
Mother Ding's eyes rolled steadily, looking at the beautiful woman and Qin Jiu again, her expression a little stiff.
The boy spit out a lot of lake water one after another, Qin Jiu turned him over.
The boy opened his and white eyes with difficulty. After a moment of loss, he turned his head to look at the beautiful woman, smiled innocently at her, and shouted hoarsely: "Mother..."
"Juer! Juer!"
The beautiful woman didn't care about anything else, she hugged him tightly, and wept bitterly.
"Master!" Mother Ding knelt on the ground, slammed her head to the beautiful woman, and said sadly, "It was the slave who didn't take care of the little master... it was her! She was the one who pushed the little master down the lake. !"
With that said, Mother Ding raised her hand to Qin Jiao with a sad look on her face, hoarse.
The beautiful woman held the boy in her arms and looked at Qin Jiu, her eyes were a little suspicious. In the next moment, she seemed to have seen something unbelievable, and she was stunned.
Her beautiful eyes were round, her breath became even more chaotic, and her chest was slightly undulating.
Facing Mother Ding’s accusation, Qin Jiu was calm and composed. She looked at Mother Ding without squinting, and said,
People are doing it, and the sky is watching. You don’t even look at where this is. Do you dare to say it again? ?Who pushed this kid down the lake?"
Mother Ding paled, she shuddered, and she felt as if she had invisible eyes staring at her.
She subconsciously avoided Qin Jiu's gaze, and said dryly: "You, that's you!"
"Female donor, please be careful." The little novice monk who brought the beautiful woman and her party gave a Buddhist ceremony and said seriously, "When the female donor came to the lake, the little donor had already fallen into the lake. This is The poor monk saw it with his own eyes."
Qin Jiao smiled at him gratefully.
"Master." Madam Ding gritted her teeth and slammed her head again. "The slave and maidservant are loyal to you. Master, you know..."
"Mother..." The boy's voice was weak, but he spoke clearly, "It was not my sister who pushed me...it was my sister who rescued me."
The beautiful woman's gaze was almost glued to Qin Jiu's face, and only after hearing the words did she regained her senses and looked directly at Mother Ding who was kneeling on the ground.
Ju'er had some congenital deficiencies when she was born. The imperial physician had no other way except to raise her. After hearing that the amulet of Qingjing Temple was extremely spiritual, she brought her to ask for an amulet.
Her body is always not very good, and she is prone to fatigue. After she had incense and asked for the amulet, she went to the wing to rest.
Sui'er was young and active and wanted to go out to play. Mother Ding also persuaded her a few words on the side, and she agreed. She told her to bring a few people to wait for her to live, and she told her not to approach the lake.
Mother Ding has been waiting by her side for eight years, and she still believes in her, so that's why she let her take care of her.
For some reason, she was a little restless in the wing, so she wanted to come out and have a look, but she happened to see the little novice hurriedly looking for someone, saying that a child fell into Xiaojing Lake. At that moment, she Her heart hurts like being stabbed, she rushed over without even thinking about it.
The child who fell into the water is indeed Yuer!
The son just fell into the lake, but Mother Ding stood by the lake unharmed.
Except for Mother Ding, the other servants were not there, but the girl identified by Mother Ding was wet all over, obviously just coming up from the lake.
She is not stupid, she knows who is lying.
"Take down Mother Ding!"
The beautiful woman gave orders with an angry face.
She gave an order, and the two mothers who followed her immediately stepped forward and stopped Mother Ding in three or two strokes.
Madam Ding's face turned paler, and she yelled in panic, "Master, you have to believe in the servant girl, the servant girl has served you for so many years... well."
A veil rudely blocked Mother Ding's mouth, and the two mothers dragged her aside. This is a pure land of Buddhism, and you still have to go back to deal with the slave and maid.
"Girl." There was an imperceptible tremor in the beautiful woman's voice. "Thank you for today. Let me change your clothes first."
"My husband's name is Gu, you can just call me Mrs. Gu."
"You're all wet, it's too cold here, don't stand, go back to the wing and talk."
"Thank you, Mrs. Gu." Qin Jiao did not decline, but thanked the other person for good luck.
She came to the Qingjing Temple for this "Mrs. Gu".
"Gu" is the national surname.
This "Mrs. Gu" is the current queen.
The original owner's biological mother was Wei, who was the second daughter of Zheng Guogong's mansion. She was only two years apart from the current queen and the sisters. Their relationship has been very good since childhood.
The first emperor gave the marriage and the eldest daughter of Zheng Guogong's mansion was given to the prince at that time as the prince. After the prince became the throne, the prince was naturally canonized as the queen.
Empress Wei had two sons, and the eldest son of the emperor died at an early age.
It wasn't until five years ago that Empress Wei gave birth to her youngest son, the sixth prince. At that time, she almost died two lives due to dystocia. Even if she was lucky enough to get a life later, Empress Wei's body collapsed, and it has been getting worse over the years.
In the novel, the six princes drowned and died. After that, Empress Wei followed her shortly after being blamed and sad.
This plot was only taken in the novel, and the heroine Qin Xin also sighed about the death of the Sixth Prince, and stayed with her for several days to comfort Queen Wei. Later, Shengjia returned to Beijing early.
In the past few days, Qin Jiu has been guarding the Qingjing Temple, just to change the fate of Empress Wei and the Sixth Prince, and appear in front of Empress Wei as a matter of course.
However, the novel only mentions that the six princes drowned in the Jinghu Lake of the Qingjing Temple, and does not say that there are two Jinghu Lakes in the Qingjing Temple.
Qin Jiu initially thought that the Sixth Prince was drowning in Dajing Lake, until she realized that there were many pilgrims there, and even if someone fell into the water accidentally, they would be rescued in time. So she asked the little novice one more...
Fortunately, it's not too late!
Qin Jiao let out a sigh of relief.
Empress Wei took off her cloak and ordered the maid next to her body: "You Bai, go and put the cloak on that girl."
You Bai opened his eyes in surprise, hesitated for a moment, then bent his knees and said, "Yes, master."
"No need." Qin Jiu shook his head, "Wrap it in the little son, he is young, and fell into the water again, and the wind blows, I am afraid that it will be cold."
The six princes finally recovered a small life, Qin Jiao didn't want him to have any more accidents.
Queen Wei's eldest son died of the cold, and she tightened her fingers when she heard the words.
She wrapped her son in a cloak and held him tightly in her arms.