"The imperial envoy clearly observed that it was indeed a villain who informed them to come!"

The shopkeeper ran over in a panic and replied honestly.

Tiezhu looked at the shopkeeper and was not surprised by the answer. He originally thought that the shopkeeper was going to do something unfavorable, but he didn't expect to send a waiter to notify the mother and daughter, so the scene just now came.

Lin Weiran's face was slightly darker, and he immediately asked, "Why is this?"

"This is the aunt who just asked me to stay at a good place for her daughter. The young man saw that the adults and his wife were like fairies, and knew that they were not ordinary people, so he sent a waiter to inform them of the coming.

!” The shopkeeper did not dare to conceal it, and immediately replied in detail.

"Why do you do this? But you want to make a profit from it?" Lin Qingran asked with his eyes narrowed.

He may not pursue the matter of being splashed with tea, but he does not intend to tolerate such people or restaurants who specialize in buying and selling their children. Otherwise, such things will become more and more common here.

"My lord clearly saw that the villain just thought that their family was pitiful, so he did his best to help them, and did not intend to seek benefits from it!" The shopkeeper's face was shocked and immediately defended himself.

The waiter also stood up and knelt next to the shopkeeper to testify, "Sir, my shopkeeper is sure that he is a kind person, and he did not do such a thing that goes against his conscience. I am the salt man who escaped from famine,

It was taken in by the shopkeeper so that he would not starve to death.”

"Are you also an escaped stove?" Lin Qingran was slightly surprised and turned his head to look at the waiter and asked.

The waiter realized that he had missed his mouth, but he sighed heavily and had to beg for mercy and said, "Yes, the villain really couldn't stay there, so he escaped. Please ask the imperial envoy to beg for kindness!"

The salt in the Ming Dynasty is naturally expensive, and salt is the most profitable transaction, but all this has nothing to do with the stove owners. Just like coal miners in later generations, those coal mines are often billions, but they are struggling at the bottom.

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Especially over the years, the imperial court wanted to increase the salt tax, but the Huaiyan merchants were protected by officials such as Xu Jie, and the final finger was naturally directed at these stove owners without backgrounds.

This is true, but in the previous complaints of Chen Boren and others, it was not entirely fabricated. The Ming Dynasty's stove owners did escape seriously, and this was a big problem that Lin Qingran had to solve.

"You are not at fault, you both should get up!" Lin Qingran looked at the words and deeds of the two, and knew that things might not be fake, so he said lightly.

"Sir Xie Qin!" The shopkeeper and the waiter saluted respectfully, but they still kept bent down when they stood up.

Lin Qingran looked up at the shopkeeper and warned seriously: "Although you are a kind act, it is a bad thing to sell your children and daughters. You should not do such things again in the future!"

The shopkeeper originally wanted to agree, but he still said, "They are now running away, and it is difficult for them to survive here by just developing a little land without a reputation!"

"I will find a way to do this. In the future, they may be able to do some business here, and they don't have to buy land and farm!" Lin Weiran shook his head gently and said.

With the different ways of thinking in this era, he is more willing to promote local industry and commerce than to focus on one acre of three parts of land. This Slim West Lake is so unique that it should not naturally become a dead lake.

"Yes!" The shopkeeper didn't know what Lin Xuran sold in the gourd, but he still agreed respectfully.

After lunch, the two continued to walk north and headed directly towards the direction of Daming Temple.

The charm of Yangzhou lies not only in the water towns, but also in the cultural relics.

The name of Daming Temple has no connection with this dynasty, but because this temple was built during the reign of Emperor Xiaowu of the Southern Dynasty, it was named "Daming Temple". Although it has been renamed many times, this dynasty chose this name and became

One of the most famous temples in Yangzhou area.

When the two arrived at the north entrance of West Lake, they sat on the horse road where they were preparing to walk along a road. However, just one mile away, they arrived at the foot of Daming Temple.

Lin Weiran pulled Hua Yingrong up the steps and came to the temple gate of Daming Temple. A Bodhi tree was covered with red silk, but there were several believers there to answer.

When he walked into the main courtyard of the temple, Lin Weiran smelled a faint incense in the air. Although it was not as prosperous as he had imagined, there was no sign of decline in the temple.

But for some reason, many noble ladies in the Ming Dynasty believed in Buddhism.

Hua Yingrong also seemed to believe in Buddhism, and when she entered here she looked a little pious. After worshiping the Golden Buddha seriously in the Main Hall, she donated 100 taels of silver.

But no matter which era it is, it is often more convenient to have money and can also win more thoughtful services.

When the fat monk saw a large ingot of silver, he looked very happy on his face. He spoke respectfully with Amitabha Buddha and warmly invited him: "Donor, you can visit the temple!"

Lin Weiran was also a little interested in the situation in the ancient temple, so he nodded gently and walked into it with Hua Yingrong. The courtyard was wide open, with towering ancient trees and cigarette smoke. It was indeed a rare Buddha.

A place of tranquility.

The buildings and corridors here look quaint. I went to a yard again, and bypassed two treasure tripods, and surrounded by a Guanyin Buddha.

Hua Yingrong was here but was not in a hurry to leave. She seemed pious and clasped her palms together, kneeled in front of Guanyin Buddha and made a wish, and looked like she was muttering her mouth.

Lin Xuran didn't feel this, so he left alone, walked deeper, and came to the front of the Sutra Pavilion. Suddenly, he found a door to the west of the Sutra Pavilion, and walked inside again, but it was a

Classical gardens full of wild interest in mountains and forests.

If he hadn't seen the wall in front, he would have thought that he had gone outside, and there were a lot of pine trees growing here. However, he saw two little monkeys playing on an ancient pine tree.

He looked at the little monkey and couldn't help but think of Xiao Jin in the past and the wild girl who had already run back to his hometown in Guangdong. But he didn't know how that wild girl was doing now? Where did she run to play crazy? Do you think of this?

elder brother?

After a while of random thoughts, he was about to move to another place, but he was shocked. He clearly stared at Gu Song for a long time, and when he was about to leave, he found an old monk with a white beard.

He was meditating on the big bluestone.
Chapter completed!