Chapter 113 A chance encounter on the way home (please first order, monthly ticket)

Officially...

Kong Qing drove his horse in front of the carriage with a piece of grass in his mouth and a whip in his hand, acting as a groom...

Glancing inside the car from the corner of his eye, he saw that the governor was engrossed in reading. He neither dared to disturb him nor drove too fast, for fear of encountering some bumps on the road and disturbing the governor's interest...

Jiang Jin accepted the task and took the lead in driving a group of supervisors from the West Factory back to Beijing...

Start investigating the whereabouts of Chongxu sect Xie Honghua, as well as some private matters that the governor had previously confessed.

And the governor also made it clear that there was no rush...

So he took the initiative to become a groom and followed the official path.

It was okay at first, but as time went by, he was so frightened on the way that he was afraid of disturbing the governor, and there was no one to talk to. He was so bored that he could only play with grass in his mouth...

Now I understand why that guy Jiang Jin didn’t compete to be the groom this time...

Suddenly…

His eyes were slightly focused as if he had discovered something, and his lazy body sat upright...

Looking up, I saw the longing figures on the official road in the distance, as if some kind of market or temple fair was being held.

When the carriage and horses got closer, they discovered that there was a Dragon King Temple that seemed to be newly built not far from the official road, and there was indeed a temple fair on the official road...

The Dragon King Temple is not big. The Dragon King is placed in the center of the main hall, like a clay sculpture of a male with antlers and a long beard. There are chicken, duck, fish, fruit and cakes on the table.

Although the Dragon King Temple is small, with only one temple selling incense, there are many people coming to worship and pray, and the incense is strong.

Moreover, most of the people coming and going were villagers from nearby places. Those who set up stalls selling vegetables and bamboo baskets along the way gradually formed a small temple fair. At every temple fair, the villagers setting up stalls and going to the market would occupy the official road...

Kong Qing frowned slightly when he saw this, stopped the horse, spit out the grass roots in his mouth, jumped out of the carriage and came over...

I randomly grabbed an old farmer selling vegetables on the official road and asked, "Brother, what are you doing here?"

"Don't you see?"

The old farmer rolled his eyes and didn't pay attention to him. But seeing that he was tall and thick, and his face was very bluffing, he went to the Dragon King Temple and said angrily: "Pray to the Dragon King, what do you mean?

What?"

"no……"

Kong Qing pointed to the bluestone official road at his feet and said: "What I mean is that this official road is used by carriages and horses. You guys are selling vegetables here to make a living, aren't they blocking other people's roads?"

"You, this young man, are really..."

Not far away, a gray-haired old man interrupted when he heard the words. He poked the bluestone official road at his feet with a cane in his hand and said angrily: "This official road was not built by your family? You don't care.

It’s too wide…”

"That's right..."

The old farmer also echoed and said: "Aren't the things built by the government just for use?

Besides, when people are offering sacrifices to the Dragon King, we sell some fresh vegetables and leave as soon as the goods are sold. What’s wrong with using this official line?"

"I'm in a hurry..."

Kong Qing himself was from a lower class background and did not want to quarrel with them, so he pointed to the carriage not far away and said: "How about... could you please move your body and make way for me and let my carriage and horses pass by?

How about setting up a stall when you come back?"

"well…"

The old farmer said with a look of impatience: "It's true that you are a young man. All the folks in the village are here to worship the Dragon King. Why are you here to cause trouble?"

The old man on crutches also pointed to the side path with a beard and a glare, and said: "Isn't there a path over there? You young man can just go around it, why don't you insist on it?"

"..."

Most of the people who could come to the Dragon King Temple to worship were from nearby villages. How could they move the positions they had occupied just because of him?

Then they all stood up and accused Kong Qing of being ignorant...

They were talking about things like, 'Young men, please don't hit the Dragon King here', 'You can just go around it', 'Your master is more valuable than the Dragon King' and so on...

"..."

Kong Qing's cheeks trembled, looking at the mocking faces of the young and old, he wished he could reveal his identity and slap each one with their big mouths.

However, thinking that the governor was kind to the people, he suppressed his anger...

When I looked back, I saw that the governor had already gotten out of the carriage and was looking this way with a frown on his face...

"Tricky people!!"

He glared at the old man fiercely...

Then he ran back to the carriage and said, "Master Governor, there are unscrupulous people occupying the road to make a living. Why don't you despise your position and drive them away?"

"It doesn't matter..."

Xu Boqing waved his hand and looked away from the temple blessing. Seeing that Kong Qing was holding back his anger, he smiled and said, "Are you angry?"

"gas…"

Kong Qing said nonchalantly: "They are really unruly people. It doesn't make sense for me to reason with them because of my humble position, and I got ridiculed for nothing."

"Hehehehe..."

Xu Boqing smiled upon seeing this, then moved the corners of his lips slightly, and told him a few words using the method of transmitting sound into his ears...

Kong Qing's expression changed when he heard this, and he stared at the temple blessings selling incense in the Dragon King Temple...

Then he looked away and nodded. After walking into the path, he saw that no one was paying attention. He used Qinggong and headed towards Siyang City not far away...

When Xu Boqing saw him walking away, he also looked at the incense seller in the Dragon King Temple with a faint look...

When he felt the carriages and horses stop, and saw the temple fair not far away, he originally just wanted to see which Dragon King's statue was enshrined in the Dragon King Temple...

Unexpectedly, I didn't see which family the Dragon King looked like, but I saw an interesting temple blessing...

In his eyes, behind the old Miao Zhu appeared the appearance of a giant rat with a sharp beak, long beard, and gray hair!

Demon…

A rat demon!

A rat demon turned into a human being, became the temple priest of the Dragon King Temple, and started a business of selling incense. The body is still wrapped with the power of incense. It looks weird...

He frowned and thought...

When Jiang Jin recounted the current situation in the capital before, he mentioned that there have been more mysterious cases in the capital recently.

Not only are chickens and goats lost more frequently than before, but children are also lost, some sleepwalk out in the middle of the night, and some young ladies are defiled in their dreams...

In addition, he has been out of Beijing for half a year, and the frequency of encountering monsters is indeed too high, so he can't help but think about it...

Is it because the country is about to perish and there are monsters everywhere?

Or is it because the ‘Water and Land Dharma Assembly’ that Emperor Yonghe insisted on holding attracted countless evil spirits?

Or maybe it’s both!?

Xu Boqing came back to his senses, sighed and shook his head, then walked into the temple fair and the Dragon King Temple as if nothing had happened.

I opened my Third Eye and took a closer look and discovered that when people entering the temple worshiped the Dragon King, the silky incense and wish power seemed to be entangled on the Dragon King statue, but in fact it was transferred to the temple blessing in an inexplicable way.

…

Substituting something for another?

On the other side of the temple fair, a young man with a handsome face and a folding fan looked at the Dragon King Temple with great interest...

And beside him was a hunched old man with a mustache and wearing a butler's uniform.

These two people were none other than Dragon Prince Ao Xing and Turtle Prime Minister Wu Qin, who were kicked out of their homes by Ao Lan to practice in the world.

Ao Xing stayed in the Dragon Palace for hundreds of years and never left the house. After arriving in Daliang, he saw the fireworks in the world and found it interesting, so he and Prime Minister Gui came to play together.

Although he has some social anxiety, he doesn't like to communicate with others, and he doesn't like to hang out in crowded places.

But after accidentally hearing about the Dragon King's temple fair, as the son of the Dragon King, he couldn't help but came over curiously to see if the Dragon King worshiped by mortals was his mother...

As a result, I was disappointed...

Ao Xing waved the folding fan in his hand and asked in a teasing tone: "Wu Qin, what kind of Dragon King are these mortals worshiping?"

"this……"

Wu Qin responded with a stern expression: "I'm sorry for my limited knowledge, but I don't know which Dragon King this is."

Ao Xing said with a teasing smile: "Even if the person they worship is not my mother, I can understand the worship of my uncles and uncles, but what they worship... what is this..."

"Young master, you don't know something..."

Wu Qin stroked his mustache and said with a proud smile: "How can a mortal with only a few decades of longevity see the face of a real dragon?"

"That's true..."

Ao Xing was slightly startled when he saw the Miao Zhu, as if he had discovered something interesting. He turned sideways and said softly: "Wu Qin, look at the Miao Zhu, count his heels, he seems to have evil aura...
To be continued...