Royal Beloved Black Wife

   Chapter 85 Engagement (1)

   This excited him even more than building the Baoling Pagoda!

   Although the Baoling Pagoda saved Putuo Temple's doom from closing, every time people mentioned Putuo Temple, they were saying, oh, that's the place with the Baoling Pagoda!

but now! But from now on! Putuo Temple will be famous all over the world, not because of Baoling Pagoda, but because of itself!

   seems to have thought of something, the abbot tightly held the little novice's arm and asked in a trembling voice, "The case! How is the case going?"

The    case has just been finished, and the files have not been recorded yet, so naturally it has not been announced to the world, but because it was the case they reported and the hostage they captured, the inner servant still disclosed the inside information to them. The little novice said excitedly: "Abbot! You probably didn't think of it! The injured person who was brought back to Putuo Temple by us was the king of Mobei Kingdom! The two people who were burned to death were his comrades! Oh, The officials later found a man who fell to his death in the middle of the mountain! It is said that another one ran away... Oh, I heard that there is going to be a war, no, no! It seems that there is no need to fight..."

   Don't have to fight, actually...you don't even have to fight!

  The abbot guessed that the identities of those people were not simple when he saw the Mobei characters on the token, but how did he think it was not so simple? Where did you think there was a war involved? I'm afraid it's not just war! Those people are holding the map of the palace, what are they going to do? For example, stealing national treasures, or, for example, assassinating Your Majesty? !

   No wonder! No wonder!

   "Where is the hostess?" he asked.

   "Sleep in the meditation room." The little novice replied.

   "Still sleeping? Have breakfast and lunch?"

   The little novice shook his head: "I sent it all, but she didn't eat. Her maid said she was tired and wanted to rest."

  I'm tired. Anyone who has experienced such dangers will be exhausted! The abbot clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, can you inform her family?"

   The little novice nodded: "I went to the Chu family and said that there was a fire in their Zhuangzi, and their families lived in our Putuo Temple."

"Putuo Temple?" Master Chu was lying on his side on the soft couch. The last time he was shot by an arrow in his buttocks, it still hurts, so that he has stayed at home for the whole year, not even leaving the second door. "The little disaster star goes to Putuo. Just go to Putuo Temple! Come here to tell me what to do?"

   Liu Guanshi said: "Miss is not going to Putuo Temple, but living in Putuo Temple. Zhuangzi is on fire, and she has no place to live."

   "There's no place to live." Master Chu murmured while touching his butt, beckoning to Director Liu.

   Steward Liu stepped forward.

   He took out a bag of broken silver from his arms and stuffed it into Steward Liu's hands: "Tell the abbot in the temple to let the little disaster star live there, and I'll give you the incense money!"

"Incense money?" The abbot looked at the purse handed over by the little novice, and he didn't know whether to be angry or sad, whether to cry or laugh. go back!"

   "Yo!" Master Chu stared in surprise when he saw the purse in his hand after flying in a circle, "Why not? Too little?"

  Liu Guanshi said: "The little monk said, don't make ill-gotten gains."

  Master Chu frowned: "How can my pure silver become ill-gotten wealth?"

   Steward Liu hurriedly explained: "No, what he means is that if he asks for your money, the money is ill-gotten gains, and in the future, I'm afraid no one will dare to ask for it."

   With Master Chu's IQ, he didn't react at once.

Steward Liu squeezed his cold sweat and explained again: "Putuo Temple is willing to take in the eldest lady without asking for anything in return." After a pause, he said, "Sir, I'm sorry to say that this is a bit unreasonable, did it happen? what is the matter?"

  It is not unprecedented to keep relatives in temples, but there is absolutely no case of not asking for incense money. It seems that it is no longer taking in the eldest lady, but more like... offering the eldest lady.

After listening to Liu Guanshi's doubts, Master Chu lay on the bed, hahahaha laughing so hard that he couldn't stand up: "The Putuo Temple is a little poor, but there is a Baoling Pagoda to support the scene, will it make sacrifices for that little disaster star? "

   Steward Liu always felt strange: "Master, bring back the eldest miss."

  Master Chu also resented the fact that Chu Qianqian slapped his face at the entrance of the Prince's Mansion: "If she doesn't kneel down and ask Laozi to forgive her, Laozi will let her live in the temple for the rest of her life!"

  The series of massacres in the villa spread quickly like the snow in the twelfth lunar month. Putuo Temple, which saved the fire and took the hostages, became famous overnight. People said that this was the manifestation of the Buddha, and the hand of Putuo Temple was blessing the Great Zhou Dynasty.

   For a time, the pilgrims who came here almost stepped on the threshold of Putuo Temple.

   After hearing that the royal sacrificial ceremony will also be held here, many nobles from Kashgar also came to burn incense and worship Buddha.

   Looking at the crowded scene in front of the hall, the little novice could hardly believe his eyes: "Abbot, it's so... so lively."

   "Female benefactor, why did you give such great merit to my temple?"

   "If the master doesn't have good intentions to go down the mountain to fight the fire, those things, those people, and me, the master will definitely not be able to touch. Therefore, it is the master's blessing, not mine."

   Abbot smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's so lively."

   But not every place is lively, the meditation room in Meiyuan is so quiet that you can hear the sound of fine needles falling to the ground.

   "How long will it take to read?" Chu Qianqian leaned on the Sixi soft pillow at the head of the bed, put down the book, looked at Zhuge Ye, and asked.

   Zhuge Ye has always been like this. He doesn't say anything, doesn't do anything, and doesn't allow Chu Qianqian to do anything. Chu Qianqian has to sit on the bed and read, but half of the book is almost finished, and this guy is still staring at her.

   "I said I'm fine." Chu Qianqian said again.

  Zhuge Ye remained silent, just looking at her with burning eyes, as if to see a flower on her face.

  Chu Qianqian reluctantly touched his forehead: "I'm thirsty."

  Zhuge Ye finally moved, took a step back and poured a cup of hot tea with his backhand, but his eyes still fell on Chu Qianqian's face for an instant.

  The tea was poured well, not a drop was spilled.

  Chu Qianqian put the book on the bedside table and took the tea from him: "Thank you."

   finished drinking and handed it to him.

   (end of this chapter)