The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Wen Jiucheng returned to the inn smoothly.

Seeing that he came back safely, Shang Kui finally felt relieved.

Wen Jiucheng didn't say what he did when he went out this time, and Shang Kui also wisely didn't ask.

The Yulin Guards led the spies around the city twice before returning to the inn. For this reason, the spies already knew that they had been tricked, but what could they do now that the matter was over? I can only bear it.

Early the next morning, Wen Jiucheng and Shang Kui rode to Zizai Temple.

Since today is the 15th day, the Zizai Temple not only has a Dharma meeting, but also provides free fasting meals, and there are a lot of pilgrims who come to the Zizai Temple.

Even though Wen Jiucheng and Shang Kui went out early on purpose, they still couldn't avoid the peak period, and the Taoist temple was overcrowded. Fortunately, the local government had anticipated this and sent people in advance to maintain order.

There were officers and soldiers watching from the side, and everyone was quite honest. Although the atmosphere was lively, it was not noisy.

Wen Jiucheng and Shang Kui walked around the Taoist temple and found that there were people everywhere.

The bell rang leisurely, reminding everyone that the Dharma conference was about to begin.

The puja is set up on the square in front of the main hall.

The pilgrims went to the square one after another, looking for a place to sit down. Those who were more particular would bring a futon or spread a small cushion, and those who were not particular about it would simply sit on the floor. There were people of all ages, men, women, and children.

There is a wooden platform at the front.

At this time, the old fairy was sitting on the stage.

There is an incense burner in front of him, and green smoke from incense sticks curls up from the burner.

Behind him is the gate of the main hall, on which are hung the four characters of Zi Zi Qing Jing.

The old fairy was wearing a loose taoist robe with a white background and gray borders, with wide sleeves hanging down by his side, holding a white jade dust whisk in his hand.

His hair was already gray, he had a long white beard, and even his eyebrows were white, but his face was wrinkled, red and full of energy.

His eyes were slightly squinted, and there was a little smile on the corner of his mouth. He looked very leisurely and at ease, which matched the four characters on the plaque behind him quite well, and he really had a bit of fairy air.

Seeing this scene from a distance, Shang Kui couldn't help muttering.

"This old fairy is quite good at putting on a show."

Wen Jiucheng put his hands in his sleeves, squinting at the old fairy sitting on the high platform, wondering what he was thinking.

When the bell rang three times in succession, the Fa conference officially began.

The old god opened his eyes, and talked about Taoism in a leisurely manner.

He is different from ordinary Taoist priests who like to pretend to be mysterious. The Taoism he speaks is easy to understand, and it is easy for people to feel a sense of substitution. After listening, they will involuntarily agree with his words.

This can be seen from the reactions of the pilgrims present.

Except for the children who were too young and ignorant, almost everyone was attracted by the Taoism taught by the old god.

They held their breaths and listened quietly.

Some people will nod while listening, and feel that what the old god said is right. Some people will even show a sudden look on their faces, as if the backlog of problems in their hearts have finally been solved, as if they were enlightened, and there are some particularly emotional people. I will cry when I listen to it.

Even Shang Kui, who was dismissive at first, was fascinated by it.

It wasn't until Wen Jiucheng called him that he came back to his senses.

He turned his head to look at Wen Jiucheng standing beside him, his expression still a bit dazed.

"Mister called me?"

Wen Jiucheng said calmly, "Well, let's go over there."

As he spoke, he pulled his right hand out of his sleeve and pointed to a person sitting on the porch not far away.

Shang Kui followed the trend, and after seeing the sitting person clearly, he couldn't help being stunned.

"Why is he here?"

The person sitting on the porch is Jian Shujie, the local sheriff.

He didn't wear an official uniform today, he was dressed in a rather low-key manner, and he was listening to the old fairy explaining the Dao, and he seemed to be listening very seriously.

When Shang Kui and Wen Jiucheng came over, the servant behind him bent down and reminded Jian Shujie in a low voice.

When Jian Shujie saw Shang Kui and Wen Jiucheng, his face showed surprise.

He stood up: "Why are General Shang and Mr. Wen here?"

Shang Kui bowed with his hands clasped first, and then spoke.

"We heard that Zizai Temple is holding a ceremony today, so we came here to join in the fun. We didn't expect to meet Jian County Sheriff here. What a coincidence!"

Because he was afraid of disturbing others listening to the old fairy explaining the Taoism, Jian Shujie suggested to take them to the side room for a while.

A group of people went to the wing room specially provided for distinguished guests in the backyard.

This wing room is very elegantly furnished, and there is a special Taoist boy who brings tea and snacks to them.

Wen Jiucheng silently observes everything here. Being able to have such a good wing room here shows that people in the Taoist temple know his identity. In addition, he is very familiar with this place. I also know him quite well, presumably he is a frequent visitor here.

Jian Shujie pushed two cups of hot tea over.

Wen Jiucheng took a sip from the teacup and praised the good tea.

Jian Shujie said with a smile: "This tea is treasured by the old gods. You can't drink it in ordinary places, so you can only drink it in Zizaiguan."

Shang Kui didn't know much about tea, so he sighed with emotion when he heard the words.

"It turns out that you came here to drink tea on purpose!"

Unexpectedly, Jian Shujie smiled wryly and said: "I came here to drink tea just by the way. I mainly want to ask the gods to bless my wife and hope that her body will get better as soon as possible."

Shang Kui was taken aback: "Is Mrs. Zun sick?"

Jian Shujie let out a long sigh, with a melancholy and distressed tone.

"Yeah, my wife suddenly fell ill not long ago, and many famous doctors were useless. I really have no choice but to try to pray to God and worship Buddha. I hope God will give my wife a frontline for the sake of my sincerity. vitality."

Shang Kui suddenly said: "So it is like this!"

Wen Jiucheng: "Your Majesty, why don't you ask the imperial physician to show Mrs. Zun?"

Jian Shujie: "The imperial physician specializes in treating illnesses for the royal family. How can they be easily hired? What's more, my wife is so sick that she can't get out of bed. The doctor said that she must rest. If she doesn't go far, even if I want to take her to Shengjing to seek medical advice." Too much medicine won’t work.”

The more he talked, the more depressed he became, with a sad expression on his face.

Shang Kui didn't know what to do, so he could only comfort him symbolically.

"You don't have to worry too much. Auspicious people have their own nature. I think Mrs. Zun will definitely get better."

Jian Shujie forced a smile: "Then I will accept your good words."

The three chatted about something else.

Xiao Daotong came to remind him that the Fa conference was over and the old god would come soon.

Jian Shujie thanked him with a smile, and his attitude was very kind, without any pretensions of a third-rank official.

After Xiaodaotong left, Jian Shujie explained to Shang Kui and Wen Jiucheng.

"In order to pray for my wife, I would come here to burn incense on the 15th day of every lunar month, and listen to the old fairy explaining the Taoism.

The more times I came here, the more I gradually became familiar with the old fairy.

After each Fa conference, I would have a private chat with the old god and listen to him talk about the Dao.

Today is also a coincidence, I met you here, why don't you stay and chat with the old god? "

Shang Kui and Wen Jiucheng came here for the old god, so they agreed naturally after hearing the words.

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The computer broke down today, and I couldn’t code. I tossed and tossed for a long time to fix it, and accidentally added a computer repair skill hhh.

I don’t want to stay up late, so I will update this chapter first tonight, and the remaining two chapters will be added tomorrow, okay~

Although I only updated one chapter tonight, because it is the last day of this month, I still have to be cheeky and ask for a monthly pass.

It's the last day, the monthly pass will really expire if you don't use it anymore!

Salted fish needs everyone's monthly ticket support!