After the divorce, the prince suddenly plotted against me

Chapter 118 Compensation
The next day when he woke up, he remembered what he had done, and hurried to find the eldest lady to make amends, only to find that there was a pair of twins in the eldest lady's arms, their heads were white and clean, and there was no sign of being burned by a candle!
Because he was half asleep and half awake, Jishan was not sure whether he knocked over the candlestick, and the yard was not on fire, and the girl had no scar on her head, so it can't be said that he did it, right?
Years passed in a flash, he had long forgotten about it, and traveled all over the world with his juniors, but when he saw Song Yao just now, he suddenly felt a subtle cause and effect from heaven and earth.

Jishan is young, even though he is the chief disciple of the host, he is also talented, but what is the old saying?A doctor does not heal himself, and he has never been able to understand the cause and effect of his own heaven and earth, and the laws of heaven and earth do not allow people to understand the law of their own fate.

To this day, with this burst of cause and effect, he suddenly thought of the Song Mansion, and couldn't help touching the back of Song Yao's head. Memories flooded his mind all of a sudden, and he had to think deeply about whether what happened that night really happened Pass.

After all, the matter of Feng Ming is of great importance.The way of the world favors boys over girls, but Daoist prefers daughters, and the one who wins the fate of the phoenix will be able to stand on his own as the emperor.

The master was afraid that someone with a heart would want to use some insidious means to seize luck, so he cast a spell on the other party to protect and hide the other party's fate.

Therefore, Jishan couldn't tell whether Song Yao had the fate of a phoenix, and he couldn't judge whether she was stolen from the dragon and turned into a phoenix.

"I said Monk, you put all your effort into bringing me here just to ask if there is a scar on the back of my head? Could it be you who made this scar for me?"

Song Yao narrowed his eyes, and became more and more sure of the other party's guilty look.

"Wow, Ji Shan! It's a pity that people say that the family members are merciful. I don't think you are merciful at all! You left me with scars first, and threatened me with force to come to the alley with you later!"

The more Song Yao thought about it, the more angry she became: "I tell you, this scar has hurt me! Every time I think about myself being bald, crying every night, I can't sleep at night! You know how terrible this scar is to a girl Do you know how many times I hanged myself because of this scar?!"

Ji Shan really panicked, "Poor monk, poor monk... I don't know."

"Of course you don't know, you don't know anything, after all, you only care about yourself, just like you don't care if there is no lion in the lion's head, knowing that you have hurt me, but you can still touch my scar as if nothing happened! You let me every minute Every second I think that I am bald, I am not a complete woman, and I have several hairs less than others. But you, you can stand there without seeing it, it is so cruel!"

"...Help!" Ji Shan was dumbfounded, the female benefactor really could say wow.

Every word and every sentence seems to be going crazy, but it is so philosophical, jumping back and forth between vexatious and elegant conversation.

"Help? I'll save you, but who can save me? This poor man who was hurt by you! Thanks to my dedication to the Buddha, the disciple of the Buddha treats me like this!"

It doesn't rain very much when Song Yao does thunder, but Jishan seldom encounters a showman like Song Yao. He doesn't know the dangers in the world, and he has some doubts about Song Yao or the daughter of the eldest lady. He lowered his head and said:
"Female benefactor, it's the fault of the poor monk. Maybe the poor monk accidentally dripped wax oil on your head when you were young and left a scar."

In Buddhism, causality is the most important thing. He is not completely sure about Song Jinse and Song Yao. He can't conclude that the two children are wrongly hugged just based on the scar. He must first write to the master and let him find out.

But this trace of cause and effect in the Great Way of Heaven and Earth has already reminded him to make up for Song Yao.

So he said in a low voice: "The poor monk apologizes to you. After you die, how about saving you day and night?"

Song Yao: "???"

"Do you hear what you're talking about?" Song Yao stretched out her green little finger, counted people up and down, and said, "You're dressed in resplendent gold and jade, and you have meritorious deeds, how can you kill me with anger just by opening your mouth! 1 Ten thousand taels, give me 1 taels and the story will be over!"

"1 taels?" Ji Shan's eyes widened, and he was so frightened that he almost ran away: "The poor monk is so old, he has never seen so many taels of silver!"

"Lingyin Temple is supported by the royal family. Every year, many nobles in the palace spend a lot of money to donate. Have you ever filled your pockets?"

"Money is something outside of the body. If you don't bring it with you when you die, you don't take it with you when you die. The poor monk always regards money as dung\soil! How can it be possible to fill one's own pocket!" Ji Shan said righteously.

It sounds so good, but it's not that I don't have money.

Song Yao turned to leave.

However, the other party stopped her first, insisting that she give her a chance to apologize.

"Take your money, you have no money, go for your sex, you become a monk. If you are like this, it will be very difficult for me."

You know, there are no difficulties that can't defeat Song Yao, and she usually doesn't do difficult things first: "Let's eat a wonton, and we'll talk about it after eating the wonton."

Her stomach protested with hunger.

Ji Shan thought for a while, and had no choice but to follow Song Yao back to the shop.

Song Yanzhi had been waiting there for a long time, and when he saw the two of them coming back, he hurried up to meet them, "How about it, Yaoyao, did this bald head bully you?"

Song Yao waved her hand, motioning everyone to sit on the vacated tables and chairs, and told Song Yanzhi the whole story, "...Probably he wants to make up for me, and I'm wondering what I want him to do to make up for me."

"Then don't be in a hurry, think slowly, and you will always think of a way to torture him." Song Yanzhi said empathetically.

Ji Shan: "..."

Just when Ji Shan was very heartbroken, there was a sudden "dong" sound outside the wonton shop, followed by the sound of crackling and chaos.

Ji Shan raised his head, and when he felt the evil spirit lingering in the shop, his eyes darkened, something happened!
A plainly dressed woman outside the shop shouted, "Old Wang, your wontons are foaming at the mouth!"

Lao Wang, who was fishing for wontons, and his wife hurried out, and the wonton shop was already crowded with people.

"I said, Old Wang, what's the matter with your house! Could it be that the wontons are not clean enough! Did they eat people to death?"

"This is the sixth time this month. Last time, someone tripped over your chair, and his head was broken! It's really evil, hurry up and find someone to look at!"

"That's enough, don't make sarcastic remarks, everyone, hurry up and take this man to the clinic for treatment!"

……

The man called Old Wang paled, grabbed a handful of money from the money box, and rushed out.His wife, Wang Shi, looked at the pan full of wontons and cried out, "Oh my God! What crime did I do!"

The dough and stuffing of the wontons were made overnight by her, and they were not at all unclean. How could people be eaten like this?

After a lifetime of hard work, six incidents in just one month cost most of the family's savings.

(End of this chapter)