I Don’t Want To Be the Emperor

Chapter 79 Baiyun Temple

 The changes in Baiyun City are getting bigger and bigger. Local residents sometimes don’t feel it so obviously, but businessmen from other places feel it deeply.

The road is getting better. The journey that used to take several months can now be reached in less than a month. Even if it rains, it will not delay the journey.

 They dare not imagine what it would be like if the road from Sanhe to Nanzhou was completely built!

The clean and tidy Baiyun City in front of them made them mistakenly think that they were in the wrong place?

The roads are made of cement, the houses are brand new, and there are even fewer shacks. The children who used to run around in the streets and chase around their team have disappeared.

Furthermore, when did the people of Baiyun City become so rich?

 The goods that usually take ten days and a half to sell can be sold out the same day they are delivered here.

 The most important thing is that they did not encounter a single gangster or forced purchase or sale on their way here.

 From the mouths of the locals, they learned that the people who maintained local security were called "black skins".

Anyone who fights or causes trouble will be sent to a labor camp by the black men.

Looking around now, the streets are full of young girls and young wives shopping unscrupulously.

 In the past, this kind of thing was simply unimaginable!

The more beautiful daughters of wealthy locals and gentry appear on the streets, the more frequently Lin Yi goes out on the streets.

With Hong Ying in tow, the two of them were squatting on the street corner dressed in short shirts. Anyone who knew them did not dare to come forward and disturb them.

 “This won’t work, the legs are too short.”

Lin Yi kept commenting on the girls passing by.

 “Well, the teeth are yellow, bad review”

 “Damn, I have a good figure,”

Lin Yi waited for her to turn around, and immediately sighed again, "You can't just look at the figure, he has a big face."

One person stupidly made more than a dozen reviews, but Hong Ying didn’t respond for a long time. Lin Yi couldn’t help but feel it was a bit boring.

Get up and stretch, slowly wandering on the street, looking up and seeing the tall spire of Baiyun Mountain again.

Thinking that I had not been to the temple on the mountain for so long since I came to Baiyun Mountain, I became interested in going to have a look.

There are many carriages parked at the foot of the mountain leading to Baiyun Temple, and old ladies and young ladies get off the carriages from time to time.

 Because there are steps on the mountain, you have to go up step by step.

Lin Yi followed the others, stepping on the steps and walking up slowly. The mountain road was not straight up and down, but winding and going in a big circle.

Passing by a mountain spring, Lin Yi stretched out his head to take a few sips of water, washed his face with water, and then continued to go straight up the mountain.

The entrance to the temple was very lively, and there were many stalls. Lin Yi bought a pancake and as soon as he put it in his mouth, he saw an old Taoist priest waving to him.

Lin Yi glanced at the plaque on the temple door again: Baiyun Temple.

 I have come to the right place.

Driven by curiosity, he walked towards the Taoist priest who was doing fortune-telling.

“The abbot of this temple is very kind-hearted,” Lin Yi said with a smile, “allowing you, a Taoist priest, to tell fortunes here.”

“No, no,” the old Taoist said, shaking his head. “The layman is probably not a local.”

 “Why?” Lin Yi asked curiously.

The old Taoist priest said, "Everyone here knows that there is a temple and a temple in Yunshan. The temple is Baiyun Temple and the temple is Baiyun Temple."

Lin Yi looked around and asked, "Where is the White Cloud Temple?"

 The old Taoist priest pointed at the door plaque and said, "Isn't this the case?"

Lin Yidao, "Taoist Priest, this clearly refers to the Baiyun Temple, not a temple."

The old Taoist priest said, "There is a Dongyue Temple in Ankang City. Are all the people living there bald donkeys?"

Lin Yi was stunned when asked directly, and said with a smile, "The Dongyue Temple in Ankang City is indeed a Taoist temple."

The old Taoist priest said, "Then why does this Baiyun Temple have to be the Bald Donkey Temple?"

Lin Yi was speechless. After all, what he said made sense.

The old Taoist priest said proudly, "When you enter the Baiyun Temple, those bald donkeys live on the left, and our Baiyun Temple is on the right."

 “You live in the same temple?”

Lin Yi suddenly thought of Hengshan and was no longer so surprised.

One of the eight strange things in Nanyue is that monks and Taoists live together, opening the door to each other and sharing incense.

The old Taoist snorted coldly, "Shoushan Fuyin, why can a bald donkey live in it but I, a Taoist master, can't live in it?"

Lin Yi finished chewing the pancake in his mouth, clapped his hands and asked, "Tell me, why are so many people greeting me?"

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and said, "When I look at the appearance of the pavilion, the heaven is full and the earth pavilion is round."

 “Then it turns out that you are destined to be rich and powerful?”

 Lin Yi can memorize this set of jingles directly.

 “No, no,”

The old Taoist priest shook his head and sighed, "The heaven is full, the earth is round, but the eyes are dull, the spirit is scattered, the six relatives are weak, the Tai Sui is blocked, and the Qi..."

Snapped!

Lin Yi slapped a few copper coins on the table.

 “I want to hear good things,”

Lin Yi said angrily, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, do you believe I will demolish your Baiyun Temple?"

 If you don’t believe it, just don’t believe it.

 But everyone wants to hear good things and is unwilling to hear unlucky words.

"I'm afraid the layman is mistaken," the old Taoist priest said without taking a second look at the copper coins on the table. "The Taoist priest is not a greedy person.

 Besides, it’s better for the layman to be polite. This is the fiefdom of the prince.

 But where there are rules, if a layman doesn’t believe it, you can try it. "

 “As a human being, it’s best to do things in moderation.”

Snapped!

Lin Yi put another five big coins on the table.

 He is also cheap!

Just to listen to good things!

“Although the layman wears coarse linen clothes, his face is fair and his fingers are delicate.”

The old Taoist priest looked at Hong Ying again and said with a smile, "There are servants coming in and out. It doesn't look like someone whose family is in decline."

"Your eyes are so poisonous. I tell you clearly that I have a lot of money. Your shameless look is very admirable."

Lin Yi simply slapped a dollar of about two taels of silver on the table this time and whispered, "Let's make a deal. You've been here all year round, do you know which house has the most beautiful girls?"

The old Taoist priest waved his sleeves, and the silver and copper plates on the table disappeared. He looked around, and then said seriously, "Sanhe is not a lawless place, and lay people should not be reckless.

 Otherwise, they will have to eat the food of the labor camp. "

 “Slender lady, gentleman is fond of fighting,”

Lin Yi said angrily, "I am also a person of status, so naturally I will not be a slut. Just tell me which girl is pretty."

 The old Taoist priest pretended to be profound, "It's far away in the sky, but it's close before your eyes."

 Lin Yi turned around curiously, followed the old Taoist priest's gaze, and saw a woman wearing a white skirt jumping out of the temple.

"Miss!"

 A maid carrying a skirt hurriedly followed behind.

“Xiao Yingzi, pinch me, I’m not dreaming.”

Lin Yi looked at the woman's back and was stunned.

Hong Ying was timid and did not dare to pinch him after all.

Lin Yi asked, "Old Taoist, tell me, which family is this young lady from?"

The old Taoist priest said, "The young lady of the Yan family is Yan Shiqi."

 “Seventeenth in the family?”

 “No, no,”

The old Taoist priest shook his head and said, "Because the day she was born was the grand day when the old man of the Yan family married the concubine of the seventeenth house, her mother called her seventeen.

 I hope the old man can pamper this child as he pampered his seventeenth concubine. "

“The meaning is pretty **** good”

Lin Yi stopped talking nonsense and hurriedly followed Yan Qiqi.

 (End of this chapter)