My money-loving little lady

The autumn heat in the afternoon still feels a little bit lingering. There is a huge maple tree planted in the courtyard of Lin'an Temple. It looks like it is a few years old. The leaves on the treetop are slightly yellow, ranging from dark green to gold to red.

As colorful as an overturned palette.

"What are you going to do? Where is Master Jingzhan?"

"We're here, we're almost there. It happens to be the time when the temple is about to close, and there aren't many people. Miss, you can take the opportunity to chat more with the master." Ziyue was very excited, and looked as if she was coming to ask for a child.<

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After a while, the two passed through a long corridor hung with wind chimes, and a different scenery came into view. Outside the door, two monks were sweeping away the dust brought by the guests. Standing in front of the hall was a tall man.

A slightly fat monk. The monk was simply wearing a plain cassock. He was squatting on the steps, not knowing what he was doing.

The surrounding environment was very quiet, and no one came to greet them. This made several people very cautious and did not dare to make the slightest sound.

Suddenly, Jing Rongyao walked up to the monk. "Young lady!"

Jing Rongyao ignored Ziyue's whisper. She knelt down and asked, "Master, why are you squatting in the corner in a daze?" The man slowly turned around, revealing a kind and kind face. He smiled.

, spread out his generous palm. I saw a few ants lying in the palm. The master said slowly in a very calm voice, "It is getting late, and these ants have not returned home in time.

Naturally, we have to help them. After all, ants are also living things, and everything deserves our serious treatment."

"But, I think that by doing this, master, you have violated the laws of his supposed existence." Jing Rongyao paused and said to the master Jingzhan unceremoniously. "Oh?" Hearing that master

Ziyue felt bad when she asked this question, "Oh no, this... young lady is refuting the master in front of so many people, so how can the master give her any advice?"

Master Jingzhan stood up and stared at Jing Rongyao with an interesting look, "What do you think Madam has to say?" Jing Rongyao stood up and said seriously, "Heaven has its way.

Neither survive for Yao nor perish for Jie. The master said that all lives in the world should be taken seriously, which is right. But every life is just its own individual, and he does not live for anyone. Each of them

Everyone exists in the laws of heaven. If the master is kind today and helps the ants return to their home in advance, next time the master is still there at this time to help them, and the next time, and the next time. You all

Go help, you spend your whole life helping them take shortcuts. Maybe the master thinks this is a kind of compassion, but the master needs to know that a person's life is only a few dozen years. It is impossible to live forever, and you cannot live forever.

Help them walk these roads. Therefore, these roads can only be walked and explored by themselves. You have forcibly shortened their time. What if they encounter any other dangers later? Or will it cause problems and problems for them?

We don’t even know the damage."

The two looked at each other in silence for a long time. Then, the master suddenly smiled slightly and said to Jing Rongyao in an approving tone, "Madam, you are indeed smart. You are right. Everything has its own reasons and laws for its existence. We

They are just ordinary people, not gods, nor the master who created the world. They should not use their own consciousness to judge the actions of others. Today, my wife taught the poor monk a lesson."

"Master, you're welcome." Jing Rongyao nodded modestly and did not refute his words. Then, the master bowed to her solemnly and walked slowly into the room, "Hey, master." Jing.

Rong Yao stopped him and left before he even said the important thing?

"Does this donor have anything else to do?"

"I...I'm here to beg..."

"The donor is smart and a man of great fortune. You don't need the guidance of a poor monk. You only need to follow your heart and you will get the answer you want." Seeing this, he smiled and took out one from his arms.

He gently brought the amulet with a unique shape in front of Jing Rongyao, who quickly took it with both hands. The master then said, "Madam, you don't have to worry about your heirs. What you should be more concerned about now is that soon."

There will be a bloody storm waiting for Madam after that. If Madam can survive this disaster safely, everything will be smooth and trouble-free in the future. But if... she cannot survive it peacefully, it will be a catastrophe for Madam. Hopefully.

Madam, you should be cautious."

Seeing the master solemnly perform the Buddha's gesture to her, Jing Rongyao squinted her eyes slightly, feeling that things were not that simple.

"Amitabha." Jing Rongyao stroked the amulet and slowly exited the room. Outside, Ziyue hurriedly came up to her and asked, "Did the lady ask about the master's heir?"

Jing Rongyao, on the other hand, was a little absent-minded, thinking about what Master Jingzhan just said. "What exactly are bloody disasters, major disasters, unavoidable things? What do you mean by major disasters?"

What?"

"Miss, miss?" Ziyue interrupted her train of thought, she came back to her senses and said calmly.

"Oh, I asked, the master said, I don't have children, there will be a bloody disaster." Jing Rongyao casually dealt with Ziyue behind him. Ziyue immediately frowned after hearing this, "Bah, bah, bah. What kind of bloody disaster? This master

He is also unreliable, why do you keep saying such nonsense? He must be another ostentatious and deceitful monk!"

Hearing her scolding like this, Jing Rongyao also found it a little funny, "Didn't you just say that this master is the most effective? Why are you turning your back now and saying that he is a charlatan and a sorcerer who is deceitful?" Ziyue curled her lips and said,

He said with an unhappy face, "We are guests after all. What did he say? Bah, what a bloody disaster, our young lady is the most blessed and will not live much longer than him. What the young lady just said

Yes, you can tell that the old guy is a liar as soon as you look at it. Let’s not look at it anymore and let’s go home.”

With that said, Ziyue held Jin Rong's hand and walked outside and passed through the main gate. Jing Rongyao saw a familiar carriage parked outside the palace. Outside the carriage, Fu Jinchen stood upright and looked at it.

Himself, his back was straight, completely different from other people passing by, as if his presence could be seen in an instant.

Jing Rongyao was a little surprised, and quickly walked over and took his arm, "How did you know I was here."

Fu Jinchen smiled and took her arm, "Of course it's because my dear wife has a nimble little maid beside her. You asked her to find a carriage, but..."

"In the end, she ran back again and brought the family carriage over?" Jing Rongyao interrupted Fu Jinchen and turned to look at Yan'er speechlessly. No wonder Fu Jinchen just described him as having smart legs and feet. She is still here

I thought, is there any word to describe nimble legs and feet? It turns out that this is a joke. Yan'er is stupid and doesn't know how to adapt. He actually chose to run home directly and bring the family's carriage over.

If she hadn't been young, she would have been exhausted by another maid. Yan'er curled her lips and explained a little aggrievedly, "The lady herself said she asked me to bring a carriage, but I don't know where there is any carriage around here.

Yeah, so. "So you are so honest, you ran such a long way, brought me a carriage back, and also alerted the adults?"

Hearing what she said, Yan'er quickly shook her head, "No, I didn't ask my uncle to come over. It was when I just came home that I happened to meet my uncle and Brother Ye walking together. Brother Ye saw that I was not with the lady.

I was a little confused. So Yan'er explained it, and my uncle and Yan'er came to see the young lady."

"So that's it." Jing Rongyao finally understood, and yes, counting the time, they did go home at about this time. "Then let's go!" She smiled and pulled him into the carriage, and

Fu Jinchen insisted on helping her go up first. Jing Rongyao was dissatisfied and insisted that he go up first. Then the two of them pushed me, and the two of them looked very affectionate from the outside.

The two people here are chatting with each other at the door. There is a pair of eyes at the side door not far away, but they are staring straight at them.