The Goddess Descends: A Peerless Beauty's Dream of a Strong Nation
Chapter 2: 2.第2章 既来之,则安之。
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“Oh? Let me see.” Upon hearing Zhao Ma say this, Master Luo finally noticed that the child was actually clutching something in her arms.
However, just as Zhao Ma was about to reach out and take the object, the infant suddenly burst into inconsolable wailing.
It wasn't until Zhao Ma stopped touching the box that the little fellow gradually quieted down.
“What is going on?” Looking at the chubby little baby beside her, Madam Luo couldn't help but gently touch the baby's fleshy little face, feeling very happy.
However, when Madam Luo's gaze shifted to the infant's arms,
She saw a strange object—one that was neither gold, nor wood, nor stone, nor iron.
It looked like a box, being held tightly by the little one.
Just as Madam Luo was about to reach out to take it, the little fellow opened her eyes, looked up, and then gave a smile.
That's right, a smile!
That momentary smile instantly left both Master and Madam Luo stunned.
The little fellow seemed to understand something; seeing her mother reaching out, she stopped guarding the box. However, as long as the box moved out of her line of sight, the little one would immediately burst into tears.
“Master, the doctor has arrived and is waiting in the outer hall. Also, that high monk wishes to see the young lady. What do you think...” Steward Qian asked cheerfully.
“Oh? A high monk wants to see the young lady?” Master Luo asked in surprise. He turned to meet Madam Luo's eyes and saw her nod slightly.
Only then did Master Luo instruct Steward Qian: “Inform the high monk to please wait in the outer hall for a moment. Oh, right, double the incense money for Qingliang Temple this year.”
“Yes, Master,” Steward Qian replied before heading out.
“Zhao Ma, please wash the young lady, then wrap her in a blanket and bring her out in a moment,” Master Luo instructed.
“Yes, Master.”
After casting one more tender glance at his wife and daughter, he left the inner quarters and walked toward the outer hall.
At this time, the high monk was already in the hall with his eyes closed, chanting Buddhist sutras.
Seeing this, Master Luo felt a sense of tranquility wash over him.
“Thank you for your hard work, Great Master. Today, it is all thanks to you that my wife was able to successfully give birth to this precious son,” Master Luo said, immediately bowing deeply.
The high monk hurriedly reached out to support Master Luo. “Benefactor, there is no need for such a grand gesture. To be honest with you, Benefactor Luo, the reason your wife was able to successfully give birth to this daughter is actually because your daughter is a celestial being descended to earth. She naturally has the protection of the gods and Buddhas; it is not this poor monk's merit.”
“A celestial being descended to earth?” Master Luo was stunned. He couldn't help but wonder privately if this monk was just trying to be auspicious to ask for more money.
“Amitabha! Benefactor Luo, this poor monk knows what you are thinking, but I am not saying these words for the sake of wealth,” the high monk said with a smile after chanting a verse.
Seeing that his thoughts had been read with unerring accuracy, Master Luo was startled and felt a sense of shame. He cupped his hands apologetically, “Please forgive me, Great Master. I was impolite.”
The high monk smiled and said, “Today coincided with a celestial phenomenon at the moment of your daughter's birth. Furthermore, while this poor monk was praying, I felt a spiritual resonance, and your daughter was born holding a treasure from the Heavenly Palace. Thus, it is a sign of a celestial being descending to earth.”
Hearing this, the people in the hall chimed in, saying they had seen auspicious red clouds and radiant light.
Master Luo was inwardly shocked. He brought his daughter out for the high monk to see.
“A destiny of a Heavenly Maiden!...” The high monk frowned in thought for a moment, and a flash of realization suddenly appeared in his eyes. “Benefactor Luo, may this poor monk take your daughter as a disciple?”
“Since the Great Master holds her in such high regard, I am naturally willing,” Master Luo replied, seeing nothing wrong with the proposal.
“May I ask what the young lady's name is?” the high monk asked.
“Oh! Now that the Great Master mentions it, I just remembered—we haven't named her yet. Hmm, since the Great Master has a predestined connection with my daughter, why don't you give her a name?” Master Luo said sincerely.
As soon as he finished speaking, the baby girl suddenly burst into "waa waa..." wailing.
“Do not cry, do not be vexed, your origins I know. You were once an Ice Crystal Bird of the later ages, yet you have become a Luan of the former ages. Creating countless schemes for wealth and creation, you share the moon's beauty with the Chiyuan.”
After reciting a few lines of a Buddhist verse, the high monk smiled and lightly tapped the little fellow's head. “Little one, is what this poor monk said correct?”
Strangely enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the little fellow stopped crying and stared at the high monk with a pair of large, watery, curious eyes.
“Benefactor Luo, how about the name Bing Luan?” The high monk looked up at Master Luo and smiled.
“Bing Luan, Luo Bing Luan. A good, good name. Thank you, Great Master,” Master Luo said repeatedly, looking at his daughter who was tightly clutching the box in her arms.
Looking at the big monk before her, Luo Bing Luan couldn't help but want to shout: *“That was originally my name, okay?!”*
Unfortunately, she was still too small. As soon as she opened her mouth, all that came out was a "giggle..."
*“Holy crap, what is going on?”* Since she couldn't speak, Luo Bing Luan simply shut her mouth.
However, when she looked down at her own arms, she was instantly startled. *“This... isn't this the one I bought...? I don't mind that I transmigrated, but this thing came with me too?”*
That's right. What was inside that box was exactly the tablet computer she had bought before.
A journey against the heavens begins now!
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Three months later,
“Luan'er, be good. Let Master give you a hug.” Master Haihui leaned toward little Bing Luan, reaching out with a smile. Uh... this Master Haihui was the same monk who had gone to Luo Bing Luan's house.
Luo Bing Luan curled her lip, but she still reluctantly leaned into the embrace of the only big monk she knew in this life, besides her father, mother, and Zhao Ma. *Sigh! Who told our little Bing Luan to be so small and know so few people!*
“Luan'er, be good. Come, read with Master: ‘One!’” Master Haihui taught little Bing Luan to speak with great earnestness.
“Ehh...” Little Bing Luan read unenthusiastically.
“Luan'er is so smart! Come, read with Master again: ‘Two!’” Master Haihui said with a face full of pleasant surprise.
Little Bing Luan blinked her watery eyes and, with extreme helplessness, followed with another syllable: “Two...”
Setting aside the fact that the Luo family was overjoyed by little Bing Luan's cleverness, little Bing Luan herself was feeling quite miserable.
*“Being a kid is too much hard work. I clearly know so much, but I don't dare show it. Why? Haven't you seen how happy the family got just from me saying 'one' and 'two'? If I were to spontaneously recite a poem, wouldn't I scare them to death?”*
She looked down and fiddled with the box beside her. Because she was so bored, whenever she was alone, little Bing Luan had already roughly browsed through all the data on the tablet.
*“Since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it. My parents in this family are also very doting. Mother's body was damaged from giving birth to me while holding the box, so she can no longer conceive, and Father has no intention of taking concubines or having more children. Besides, I am quite satisfied with this identity,”* little Bing Luan thought secretly while fiddling with the box containing the tablet.
*“Since I've come, I should do something! The Tianqing Empire—I will work hard to make you prosperous. I won't let you experience that period of humiliating history again!”* At this thought, little Bing Luan couldn't help but clench her chubby little fist. Her serious little expression was as cute as it could possibly be!
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