Jian Yu's face darkened, he was silent for a moment, and then said, "You are right."
A person who was so familiar with Taohua Temple and could command the abbot. How could a woman who was so eager and admiring of Jian Yu that she would kill and rob him not occupy a high branch on the marriage tree?
Bai Yue smiled sweetly: "Otherwise, let's ask for a marriage rope and hang it on the highest branch."
The marriage rope swayed in the wind, and names were written on it, but it was just because it was too far away that I couldn't see the words on it.
Jian Yu nodded, turned around and went to the main hall.
The main hall is now lively, Shen Ye and Qin Jiu are queuing up to receive the marriage rope.
There were two monks standing behind the table. One asked for the name and then wrote on the marriage rope, while the other took a book to record.
There is no compulsory charge for this marriage rope, but there is a merit box next to the table. Most men and women who ask for the marriage rope will put some money in it, no matter how much. After getting the marriage rope, just go out and tie it on the peach branch by yourself.
Shen Ye and Qin Jiu were queuing up and chatting when they suddenly saw Jian Yu coming in, and they both laughed immediately.
Just now I asked if I wanted to come together, and I acted so calmly and disdainfully, but now I’m here too, hahaha.
After a while, Jian Yu was in line.
The monk asked: "Who does this donor want to marry?"
Jian Yu actually hesitated for a moment before saying his and Bai Yue's names.
The monk nodded, not feeling strange, but took it seriously and wrote down the words Jian Yu and Bai Yue.
After all, some things are shameful. Even Abbot Fang Ming himself knows that they are not honorable things, so when talking about them, he should avoid others. Then naturally, other monks will not feel that Jian Yu and Bai Yue cannot be involved. The name of the marriage tree.
Jian Yu took the marriage rope, but did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he said: "Master, I want to ask you a question."
The monk clasped his hands together and said, "Donor, please speak."
Jian Yu said: "I heard from the young master outside that the higher the marriage rope is hung, the more effective it will be."
"yes."
Jian Yu took out a few banknotes from his arms: "I want to hang my and my fiancée's names on the highest place of the marriage tree. I don't know if the sesame oil money is enough."
The most troublesome thing about the temple is that they don't want to directly quote the price. You tell me how much you want, but if you don't say it, it's hard to guess.
Jian Yu naturally brought money with him when he went out. What's more, he brought Bai Yue out this time. Mr. Jian and Mrs. Jian even stuffed a lot of silver coins, but he is not someone who likes to show off his wealth, so he won't stuff a lot of money for nothing. In arms.
However, the total of these banknotes amounted to one thousand taels, and everyone around took a breath, it was such a big deal.
But the monk did not respond.
It was not enough. Jian Yu was in a dilemma and couldn't return it to get it.
Then he very shyly extended his hand to Shen Ye.
Shen Ye immediately understood that he couldn't let go of the chain at this time, so he immediately stepped forward and took out all the money in his arms.
The two of them actually put together three thousand taels. Bai Yue stood at the door and felt pain in his heart when he looked at it.
But the monk was still unmoved. It seemed that he was used to this scene. The marriages in Peach Blossom Temple were famous all over the world, and the wealthy businessmen who came to spend huge sums of money could not be frightened by three thousand taels.
At this time, everyone was going to pray to Buddha and ask for autographs, or go out to hang the marriage rope, but now they didn't go, they were all watching Jian Yu's excitement.
It is not an ordinary person who can make three thousand taels, but he did not get the result he wanted. His sweetheart may still be watching from the outside. How should he keep this face? Should he leave sadly, or make a fuss in anger?
Just when Bai Yue was thinking about whether to go in to save the situation, Jian Yu smiled slightly and took the pen and ink in front of the monk.
"I am the minister of Dali Temple in the capital, Jian Yu. I have no such plan today, so I don't bring much cash." Jian Yu said and wrote on the paper: "Please accept the three thousand taels from your temple as a deposit first.
I will send someone back to Beijing to collect the money immediately, and the remaining money will be delivered within three days."
In full view of everyone, Jian Yu wrote an IOU worth ten thousand taels.
Due to the two murders in Taohua Temple, the monks in the temple knew that the Minister of Dali Temple in the capital was in the temple, but they could not contact him by name or face. Now they were shocked when they heard about it and immediately became nervous.
"It turns out to be Master Jian." The monk looked at the banknotes and IOUs on the table with fear, and for a moment he didn't know whether to accept them or return them.
"Master, there is no need to be restrained. I am here in a private capacity and I am bringing my fiancée here for fun." Jian Yu was very approachable, without any cold-blooded viciousness as rumored: "I just don't know if the incense money is enough. If it is not enough..."
"Enough, enough, enough." The monk kept saying.
Minister of Dali Temple, this official position is not a big deal in the capital. There are many people with higher authority than him. However, no matter where this name is heard, people will be shocked. The main reason is that it does not sound like a good place, like
It's like I'm going to arrest you and beat you up at any time.
Jian Yu had no intention of quarreling with the monk. Once he heard that he had enough, he grabbed the marriage rope and went out.
Most of the pilgrims had never seen the marriage rope hanging on the highest branch, so they all came out to watch the fun.
The highest part of the peach blossom tree is nearly ten meters high. There is a specially made ladder in the Peach Blossom Temple for climbing. The monk was about to get it when Jian Yu stopped him.
Jian Yu held the marriage rope in one hand and waved at Bai Yue with the other.
Under the spotlight, the heroine made her debut. Only then did everyone see that Bai Yue had covered her face with a veil at some point. The veil was quite tight, but her eyes were exposed, and it was difficult to see her face clearly.
Everyone was talking about it, and Bai Yue reluctantly walked towards Jian Yu. This was investigating a case, and it was not a glamorous and romantic thing. As for doing it in such a high-profile way and burning money? As for her, it would be enough to let Shen Ye take a look at it secretly at night.
The height of ten meters was nothing to Jian Yu. Amidst everyone's envious exclamations, Jian Yu jumped up with Bai Yue in his arms.
There was nowhere to borrow strength from the air, but fortunately the peach blossom tree was strong enough, so Jian Yu propped himself up on a branch.
"Don't be afraid, you won't fall." Jian Yu said, "Tie the marriage rope."
Although the people below were looking up with their necks raised, at this distance and blocked by leaves, nothing could be seen clearly.
Bai Yue tied up the marriage rope that Jian Yu had asked for, and at the same time opened the one that was originally tied to it.
Although the red rope has faded due to exposure to wind and sun, the name inside is still clear. The name is not written in ink like theirs, but embroidered on it with black thread.
Two lines of characters, one line is exactly Jian Yu.
Another line, three words, little bell.
Is this a name? What the hell? Bai Yue looked at Jian Yu with a confused expression, but unexpectedly, Jian Yu had an equally confused look on his face, as if he had never heard of it before and didn't recognize it.
Under the peach blossom tree, someone suddenly said: "Master Abbot."
After hearing the news, Master Fang Ming hurried over and saw Jian Yu holding Bai Yue in his arms and hanging a red rope on the highest branch of the marriage tree from a distance, his face changed drastically.