"The high officials will stay here later. I will notify the master to come out to greet you." The little Taoist priest nodded and flew away.
Ximen Qing looked inside the Taoist temple again, and it was indeed a good place to practice Taoism with a pure heart! The noise in the main hall in front had become almost non-existent. The courtyard was full of pines and cypresses, and there were clumps of green bamboos, which rustled in the wind.
movement.
It’s no wonder that Taoism was so popular for a while and people were working hard there. How could they not be happy when they look back at the place of purity?
Ximen Qing walked forward slowly while admiring the scenery in the courtyard. He was playing with the mutton-fat jade pendant in his hand, and his ears and eyes were naturally clear.
The three big rooms in front were extremely spacious. Not long after, a middle-aged Taoist man came out of the middle big room slowly, bowed to greet him and said, "I didn't know that the county captain is here today. I am late to welcome you from the small road. Please forgive me!"
Ximen Qing laughed in his heart and said: This Daoguan Wu is really well-informed and smart. He has only been a county captain for a few days, but this guy just calls the county captain, pretending to be groveling, and rushes outside.
meet.
"I didn't inform you in advance when I came. What's wrong with Daoguan Wu?" Ximen Qing said with a smile, "I've been working hard in the past few days, so I just wanted to sit down with Daoist Wu and calm down."
Wu Daoguan saw that he was flattering him just right, and Ximen Qing accepted it calmly. He felt happy and quickly invited Ximen Qing into the big room, and ordered the Taoist boy to come and watch the tea.
Ximen Qing happily entered. Inside was where Wu Daoguan usually did his homework. The house was very neatly laid out. Above it hung the Haotian Golden Tower and the Jade Emperor. On both sides were the star officials of the Zifu. Hanging on the side was Ma Zhao.
Wen and Guan were the four great marshals.
Although Ximen Qing has never believed in gods and ghosts, since he was thrown into this era, his heart was still slightly shaken. He immediately walked to the front of the Jade Emperor and prayed secretly: I don’t care which of your gods threw me here.
But since you have done it, you must be responsible to the end. I won’t talk about making money or getting promoted and making a fortune. At least let me live a more stable life in this era.
After praying, Ximen Qing turned around. The Taoist boy had already offered fragrant tea. Wu Taoist official waved his robe sleeves and invited Ximen Qing to sit down and talk.
Ximen Qing took a sip of tea. Sure enough, Wu Daoguan valued his dual status as a county captain and a local rich man. Even the tea was the best. After one sip, he had an endless aftertaste and left a fragrance on his teeth and cheeks. If in later generations, this tea would be worth at least three hundred and five hundred dollars.
One or two.
"My lord, what do you have to say when you come here this time?" Wu Daoguan asked tentatively as he sipped some tea with him.
"I'm not busy." Ximen Qing said with a smile: "Get the sesame oil book first. I'll be here with the Taoist priest for many days. I'll add some sesame oil money first."
When Wu Daoguan saw what Ximen Qing said, he hurriedly ordered the Taoist boy to get a book of sesame oil, and he took the pen and ink himself and asked: "As long as you come to the trail from time to time, you are giving great face to the world. Why do you need money for sesame oil?"
Seeing him pretending like this, Ximen Qing felt funny in his heart. If it was exactly what he said, why would he ask someone to get a book of sesame oil? He had just prayed by himself, so he naturally wanted to add some money for the sesame oil. This was not a polite word.
As the saying goes: Money can make the world go round.
Ximen Qing looked at the sesame oil book and saw that it probably contained several hundred pieces of writing, no more than three or five pieces. It had already been left behind by several wealthy locals in the county.
"Wu Daoguan, just write fifty guan for me." Ximen Qing directly took out a fifty guan jiaozi from his sleeve and put it in front of Wu Daoguan.
When Wu Daoguan saw such a large amount of sesame oil money, his hand holding the brush trembled a little. He coughed twice, calmed down, covered his sleeves, and took the handout without showing anything, and then spoke.
Said: "Your Majesty is so generous, Xiaodao will definitely set up a longevity tablet for you and worship it day and night!"
Although these fifty coins are scary, they are nothing compared to the property Ximen Qing confiscated from the Wu family.
Ximen Qing is generous, not because he is loose, but because he wants to ask Daoguan Wu to get an alchemy furnace today so that he can tinker with the alembic. It will be easier to talk to him if he spends some money on it first.
There is never anyone in this world who is not greedy for money.
Wu Daoguan accepted the fifty strings and was filled with joy. He picked up his pen and carefully wrote down a note on the sesame oil book, and then asked the Taoist boy to accept it.
"Your Majesty just said that you need to purify your mind. Did you encounter any difficulties?" Wu Daoguan asked: "The little Taoist can help you decipher a lot and get a glimpse of the secrets."
"Oh? That's good!" Ximen Qing, who was about to mention the alchemy furnace, suddenly became interested. He saw that Taoist priests in this era were always telling fortunes for rich people. Since he was already bleeding, he called Wu Daoguan to ask for help.
It’s good to sign.
Wu Daoguan personally took the lottery tube, closed his eyes in a pretentious manner, and muttered something in his mouth. Ximen Qing listened for a while with his ears raised, but it was nothing more than the Taishang Laojun's urgent words like laws and regulations.
When he was young, Daoguan Wu said "hmm" and seemed to have communicated well with the ghosts and gods. He opened his eyes and asked, "I wonder what you are asking for when you ask for a signature?"
Ximen Qing thought about it for a while: "No matter what, just take a look at it!"
Wu Daoguan nodded and shook the bamboo stick back and forth. When he was young, a bamboo stick fell on the table. Wu Daoguan put down the bamboo stick and picked it up to look at it. He first laughed: "Sir, this is a good lottery! Congratulations from Xiaodao!"
Then Wu Daoguan handed over the bamboo stick and said: "Please take a look."
March. Good marriage."
Well, what does this lot mean? My first wife just passed away, so this lot is coming. Could it be that I want to marry again?
Ximen Qing was thinking about it when Wu Daoguan smiled and said: "My lord, you are destined to be married, don't miss it!"
"What did Wu Daoguan say?" Ximen Qing asked doubtfully as he watched Wu Daoguan dancing happily. "March. A good marriage."
"Xiao Dao also counted this lot for a female donor at the beginning of the month." Wu Daoguan's face was full of peach blossoms: "There is only one such lot in this lot. After counting it for the female donor last time,
The lotus disappeared mysteriously, and the female donor must have put it away conveniently."
"What does that have to do with me?" Ximen Qing looked at the convulsing Wu Daoguan in front of him, confused.
"How come it doesn't matter? It wasn't until yesterday when I was doing the counting at the trail that I discovered that this lot was missing. I just added it. Today, I asked for this lot. Do you think it matters a lot?" Wu Daoguan said with a smile.
"Damn it, you think it's a double-checking, so what if you get two identical numbers?" Ximen Qing slandered a lot, and was sure that Wu Daoguan wanted to take this opportunity to draw more blood for himself.
Wu Daoguan then said: "Sir, guess who the female donor is?"
"How do I know?" Ximen Qing stared and thought to himself: "Who knows who your female benefactor is? If you give me a Sister Feng or something, you won't kill me."
Seemingly sensing Ximen Qing's thoughts, Wu Daoguan smiled mysteriously: "The female donor is young and unparalleled in beauty. She is one of the best in Qinghe County!"
"Go on!" Since it's not Sister Feng, Ximen Qing is also interested. Which beauty in Qinghe County is destined to be my brother? Will he be able to bring the beauty in with a sign?
"This female benefactor lives in Zishi Street. Her surname is Pan, her given name is Jinlian, and her nickname is Liu Niang." Wu Daoguan saw that Ximen Qing's interest was aroused and he told the answer to the riddle.
"What!" Ximen Qing's reaction on the other side completely surprised Wu Daoguan. Instead of being happy, he frowned.
How could Wu Daoguan know Ximen Qing's thoughts? Ever since he traveled to Ximen Qing, he had always prevented himself from having too much contact with Pan Jinlian. Who would have thought that he would meet Pan Jinlian everywhere and even ask for a fortune to get together.
Are Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian really a natural match?
Ximen Qing now has to start to believe that whether it is a red thread or a ghost or a god, there is always a force behind it that pulls him and Pan Jinlian together. Even if Ximen Qing moves, Pan Jinlian will not be able to live for a long time.
The same thing has happened in the past, and we will still encounter people on the streets and alleys.
Forget it, I don’t care! Ximen Qing cursed all the gods and Buddhas in his heart, even the one in the west. Since this is the case, I will openly be with Pan Jinlian, and you will be killed.
Meaning!
There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. I still don’t believe it. Is there anything in this world that can’t help me?
As soon as Ximen Qing had this idea, all the worries in his chest were gone. His thoughts seemed to be much clearer, so he simply put away the bamboo stick and thanked Wu Daoguan with a smile: "Since it is a marriage given by God, I will definitely follow it. Wu Daoguan said this
I took the signature slip first, which can be regarded as a witness."
"It doesn't matter!" Wu Daoguan said with a smile: "Even if the adults take away the entire lotus tube, Xiaodao has no objection. Let alone the lotus tubes, it is the things in the Taoist temple. As long as the adults like it, just take it away."
"Haha!" Ximen Qing looked up to the sky and laughed. He was really dozing off, so he gave me a pillow.
"Wu Daoguan, please don't say any kind words. I really have my eye on something here."
"No problem!" Wu Daoguan patted his chest very bachelorly: "Sir, you can say whatever you want! As long as there are trails, there will be no ambiguity!"
"Okay!" Ximen Qing's eyes sparkled, he stood up and held Wu Daoguan's hands enthusiastically: "Wu Daoguan, please lend me the alchemy furnace!"
"Alchemy furnace?" If Wu Daoguan hadn't been holding his hands tightly by Ximen Qing, he would have had the urge to reach out and pick out his ears. You are a good county captain and a rich man who runs a herbal medicine shop at home. You want the Taoist priest's alchemy furnace.
what.
"Alchemy furnace!" Ximen Qing nodded with an affirmative expression: "It's the kind of alchemy furnace that your Taoist priests use to refine cinnabar."
"Sir, what do you need an alchemy furnace for?" Wu Daoguan did not expect that his few polite words would lead to such a strange thing: "Alchemy is a matter for Taoists!"
"Don't ask." Ximen Qing replied: "Anyway, I am useful."
"Okay." Wu Daoguan had no choice but to agree.
Ximen Qing then let go of his hand and patted Wu Daoguan on the shoulder: "It's settled, you will send someone to deliver it to my door, and the original thing will be returned within two months."
After all, the alchemy furnace is quite heavy, and Ximen Qingcai is too lazy to move it. Wu Daoguan not only has to borrow it, but also has to deliver it to his door.