Huikong ran back to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion in a hurry.
"Holy Son! Holy Son!"
Ye Qingyun walked out of the kitchen with his hands raised, still stained with some freshly made dumpling fillings.
"What are you shouting about again?"
Huikong immediately realized that he had lost his composure.
He quickly put his hands together and said Amitabha.
"Holy Son, Concubine Zhen's illness has recovered."
Huikong said then.
When Ye Qingyun heard this, he was immediately shocked.
"What the hell?"
"Concubine Zhen is cured and completely recovered."
Ye Qingyun took a breath of cold air.
Then I inhaled too much and choked on the cool breath.
"Cough cough cough!"
Ye Qingyun looked in disbelief.
"Is it really better? Isn't it a return to the past?"
Huikong looked confused.
I thought to myself, aren’t all these things under your control?
Didn't you suggest me to treat Concubine Zhen?
He also passed on my complete scripture of original vows and merits.
Why do you look so surprised now?
But Huikong is used to it.
This is the virtue of my own holy son.
Even though he had arranged everything clearly, he still had to pretend to be stupid and didn't know anything.
It's just too low-key.
So humble.
"Concubine Zhen did recover. The monks chanted sutras and prayed for her. The Buddha appeared and cured Concubine Zhen's illness."
Huikong said this.
When Ye Qingyun heard this, he realized that this was what happened.
But this is a bit too unexpected.
The disease was cured entirely through the appearance of the Buddha.
It has nothing to do with medicine.
If he were placed in Ye Qingyun's original world, he would definitely not believe this kind of thing.
Can diseases be cured by praying to God and praying to Buddha?
So what else do doctors do?
When you get sick, can you just go to the temple to burn incense and worship?
But in this world, Ye Qingyun wouldn't think it was strange if something like this happened.
Moreover, even such ridiculous things as time travel have appeared
On one's own body.
If some miracle happens to someone, it's not a big deal.
all in all.
People safe is good.
Everyone is happy.
"So, you can be considered a great achievement."
Ye Qingyun joked with a smile.
Huikong waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't dare, don't dare, this is all the result of the Holy Son."
Ye Qingyun was speechless for a while.
This has nothing to do with me.
This flattery should be slapped hard.
"We're going to have dumplings tonight, stuffed with pork and green onions. Do you want to eat them?"
Ye Qingyun asked Huikong.
Huikong quickly shook his head: "The Holy Son's kindness is appreciated by the little monk."
Ye Qingyun just asked, and he also knew that Huikong still couldn't pass the test of breaking the precepts.
Letting him eat meat is simply more uncomfortable than killing him.
Ye Qingyun didn't care either.
He turned around and continued to make dumplings in the kitchen.
At dusk.
Ye Qingyun made a lot of dumplings by himself.
But he was very tired.
But looking at the white and fat dumplings neatly placed there, I felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment and joy.
"It seems that my only destiny is to be a cook in this life."
Ye Qingyun murmured.
Just at this moment, Li Yuanxiu and Pei Hongyu also arrived.
The two came hand in hand.
Holding hands, they are so sticky that they wish they could stick together all the time.
"master!"
Li Yuanxiu shouted as soon as he came in.
"Why does everyone have to shout when they come to my place? I'm not deaf!"
Ye Qingyun walked out of the kitchen angrily.
Seeing Ye Qingyun, neither of them dared to be rude in the slightest.
"Meet the master!"
"Greetings to the Imperial Master!"
Ye Qingyun nodded.
"You came just in time, the dumplings have just been made."
When he heard that the dumplings had been wrapped, Li Yuanxiu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked like a hungry wolf who hadn't eaten meat in several days.
I can't wait to rush to the kitchen now.
Ye Qingyun made the dumplings for Li Yuanxiu.
I know this guy likes to eat, so I specially packed some more.
"Sit down first and I'll make the dumplings."
After Ye Qingyun finished speaking, he turned around and went to the kitchen.
To be continued...