After the divorce, the prince suddenly plotted against me

Chapter 316 Moon Lao Temple
Song Yao wanted to trouble the Fu family, but Jun Yan asked Song Yao out today. On the one hand, he wanted to go shopping with Song Yao, and on the other hand, he heard from Eunuch Ma that a Taoist temple had recently opened in Chang'an City. Go to God and Buddha for marriage.

The old moon and ancient trees inside have special spirits.

So Jun Yan kept on doing nothing, and asked Mo Siyan to wait in the tent with a pale face, and took Song Yao to Yuelao Temple first.

Yuelao Temple was built on a high mountain outside Chang'an City, not far from Junyan's barracks, but it sat on the top of the mountain and had to climb up on its legs.

Song Yao: "..."

Love is really something that hurts muscles and bones.

Song Yao took a deep breath, holding on to her willpower to fight faster and stronger, and when Jun Yan wanted to carry her romantically, she swished to the top of the mountain.

Jun Yan with a loving father: "..."

That's it.

Seeing that Song Yao is very strong, it is really impossible to let Song Yao carry him, this can be regarded as an intimate communication.

It's just that Song Yao is so old, and this is the first time she visited Yuelao Temple. Once she went up the mountain, it was like Grandma Liu visiting a big manor, looking around.

Jun Yan and the masters in the temple looked at her suspiciously, and Song Yao tiptoed, pointing to the crooked neck tree on the edge of the cliff, wow wow, "In the past, I only saw the hero and heroine write their wishes in red silk and hang them on the tree. on, and then accidentally stepped on the air and fell off the cliff with amnesia! Junyan, this is the first time I have seen a real crooked neck tree, they are so good at doing business, look at the red silk full of branches, how much money will they make? what!"

Master in the temple: "???"

The master smiled and said, "Little friend, you are joking, what you are looking at is a tree full of silver, what I see is the sincere love in this world."

Then he looked at Jun Yan again, without a smile on his face, and raised his finger to the Yuelao Temple, "His Royal Highness, please follow me to draw lots."

Like this kind of Taoist temple that is supplemented by love and mainly makes money, in order to attract pilgrims, they all prepare lottery tubes in the gymnasium, and there are many signs made of bamboo and wood chips with sign words written on them.

Just like the name of Yuelao Temple, most of the people who come to the temple are young people, and naturally they are looking for their marriages. The master shook the dust and looked like an outsider. Temple, there are many rules and morals here that you may not understand."

"To ask for a lottery, one must be sincere. His Highness donated 5000 taels of silver, which is naturally full of sincerity. Second, it depends on the right time, place and people. Please burn three sticks of high incense and bow to the old man. Then the old man will hand over the stick. Take it with both hands, thinking about what you want in your heart, just shake the stick."

Jun Yan nodded, Song Yao's originally weak body paused, and he couldn't believe it, "5000 taels of silver? I can tell fortune-telling, whether I listen to people or nonsense, I can tell it—"

Why do you want to give money to outsiders and engage in these illusory things!

"...just a small amount of money."

Jun Yan raised his hand to cover the little girl's small mouth, "Didn't Jishan say that you can't tell your fortune? You will be struck by lightning."

"I can't count, can I still make it up? As long as the money can be given in place," Song Yao said shyly, "I can even believe in the words that I love you."

Jun Yan: "?"

"Before we co-authored, you told me that the fact that you believed that I love you was a lie?"

"That's not what you said, I believe it, but you also have to know," Song Yao analyzed to him, "If a woman believes in nonsense like I love you all the time and doesn't start a career, then she will be far away from her, and her husband will accept it." The concubine's day is indeed not far away."

"Similarly, from ancient times to the present, it is a nonsense to say that I love you, then such a nonsense must be followed by a demonic statement that I love you too. If this man believes that I love you in a woman's mouth, he will not engage in a career , indulging in love every day, then he is not very far away from wearing a cuckold."

Song Yao concluded, "Love can be done, but there must also be a career and self. Can you understand what I mean?"

Jun Yan understood, "You want to get both money and money."

Song Yao squeezed the corner of her clothes, shyly said, "You are so straightforward!"

Jun Yan held his forehead, determined not to continue talking with Song Yao, he walked to the futon, took a high incense, and bowed to Yuelao devoutly, his black black hair swept across his forehead, which made his delicate features a little bit An aggressive yuppie.

Gao Xiang was inserted into the censer, and as a big spender, Jun Yan took what the master handed over, which was different from others. The ones that were obtained by krypton gold were embroidered with gold-rimmed lottery tubes, interrupting Song Yao's movement of wanting to bang, "This Taoist temple It's quite reliable, just wait obediently and don't talk nonsense."

Then ask in my heart: the future of Song Yao and me.

Jun Yan's heart was quite sincere, and as he finished speaking, he really shook out a bamboo stick from the stick.

The small red characters appear below the bamboo sticks - "Xiaxiazi".

Standing aside, Jun Yan, who was a little distance away but could still clearly see these three words: "..."

Song Yao, who didn't notice Jun Yan's dark face at all, squatted next to the bamboo stick and looked at it very blindly, and said in surprise, "Want to sign? Jun Yan, your hands are so dark, isn't this sign doomed us to be in love with each other?" Is it okay?"

"..."

The little girl is really relentless when she gets angry, Jun Yan glanced at her, and got a little tempered, and then threw the blame, "Maybe Yuelao thinks that you are not sincere, and he thinks that I am not enough. Respect him. Stay away from me, I beg again."

Song Yao curled her lips and had no choice but to "papapa—" back ten feet away.

Following her movements, Jun Yan shook the bamboo stick, and not long after, another stick fell out of the stick tube. Song Yao had very good eyesight, and she could see clearly at a glance, "Is it a coincidence, isn't it, let's make a stick." !"

After a pause, he said with a serious and serious face, "Speaking of Jun Yan, is there a possibility that this matter has nothing to do with my attitude, maybe even Yue Lao thinks we are a pair struck by lightning?"

Jun Yan: "..."

Unable to suppress his own daughter-in-law, Jun Yan coldly glanced at Daoist Priest.

Daoist: "..."

He is in a hurry, he is in a hurry, he is in a hurry!

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, you did it!

The Taoist master was quick to gain wisdom, "Little friend! Little friend, don't make a fuss! Since our Taoist temple was established, we have always won three out of five rounds! Let the second chase the third! The first two signings don't explain any problems. Stick to it--"

"The harder it is?" Song Yao answered.

Daoist: "...you can shut up."

The Taoist priest really regretted that he didn't know in advance that Jun Yan was coming. He was procrastinating. He was planning to engrave a lot of "Shangshangzhi" before, but only eighteen pieces were engraved, but fortunately, there were only 22 sticks in the lottery. There are only four bamboo sticks, so he can forget it, as long as Jun Yan doesn't stinky hands, there is still a great chance of winning.

"His Royal Highness, please continue. The old man just didn't open his eyes to watch. Now that he is ready, you and this little friend will surely have a long-term and early baby."

Jun Yan picked up the bamboo tube and shook it expressionlessly.

Slender bamboo sticks fall from the bamboo tube.

This time there was no need for Song Yao to poke his heart, the man bent down and picked up the bamboo stick on the ground with his slender fingers.

Song Yao looked at him, glanced at the 'sign' in his hand from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help feeling, "Yue Lao is really dissatisfied with us two."

Jun Yan's eyes darkened, and the Taoist priest felt a gust of evil wind raging from behind him, and his desire to survive collapsed. It was the first time he saw such a hapless guy, "Why don't you win four out of seven rounds?"

Jun Yan remained expressionless, "Yes."

Coincidentally, after the words fell, Jun Yan once again drew the lottery.

Daoist: "..."

The Taoist leader was silent: "Is there a possibility that things will be reversed at the extreme, but maybe you and Miss Song can really get along well for a hundred years..."

"Squeak--" a sound.

Bamboo sticks were broken from it.

The Taoist leader felt that their Taoist temple's financial resources were also cut off, and they completely offended the biggest and best money-swindler father behind them.

Fortunately, Jun Yan adjusted quickly and didn't want to care about it.When talking to Song Yao, her tone can be called gentle, without much turbulence, "Man conquers nature, these crooked ways are just things to add fun to life, today's stuff is over, let's go, go back."

Song Yao didn't want the 5000 taels of silver to be wasted, "I haven't asked the Taoist priest to release the sign yet."

Jun Yan was expressionless: "The theory of ghosts and gods is pure nonsense, and feudal superstition is really unacceptable. Miss Song Six, your awareness is too low, you have to change it."

Song Yao: "...???"

Now my awareness is low, the key is that you didn't say that before!

*
When Song Yao and Jun Yan went down the mountain, Eunuch Ma was waiting at the foot of the mountain. When he saw Jun Yan, he rushed up to meet him, and was about to take them into the carriage when he heard the other party say, "Gu is the example of the prince in the world. Don't talk to Gu about such high-level ghosts and gods, if everyone believed in ghosts and gods, Dayong would have been finished long ago!"

Eunuch Ma: "..."

Eunuch Ma looked at Song Yao cautiously, and waved his mouth, "Want to sign?"

Song Yao gave him a thumbs up, "Be considerate, we have to give him more love and care for the man who lost his way when he was cheated of money when he first entered metaphysics."

Eunuch Ma sighed, "How many times did you get the lottery?"

Song Yao spread her hands, "I didn't get off to a good start today."

No wonder he looked like everyone owed him tens of thousands of taels.

Jun Yan was very annoyed when he heard the chatter below, and shouted from the carriage, "Song Yao, are you still coming up?"

What's the matter, after drawing four lots, she still wants to plan ahead of time to abandon her husband and son?You don't even get on the carriage, is it to avoid suspicion?
As soon as Song Yao came up, seeing his temper, he sighed, "Jun Yan, how old are you?"

She was a little helpless at his uncontrollable temper, and squeezed his hand, "It's just a lottery."

"Four." Jun Yan frowned and corrected her.

"That also only expresses one meaning, and it won't double the evil power."

Song Yao sat next to him, and said, "I told you a long time ago, I don't believe in this Yuelao Temple at all. People died in the place where the crooked neck tree was arranged, and the Feng Shui arrangement is not good at all. Fame is nothing more than publicity."

"What's more, whether we are good or not, this life is for us to live. Predicting the future does not mean that we will act according to the prediction in the future. Since Yuelao has brought us together, the next road is up to us Walk."

Song Yao rubbed Jun Yan's lips, "Don't be angry!"

Jun Yan was not so uncomfortable just now, biting Song Yao's lip, aggrieved, "Then you coax me."

"Okay," Song Yao coaxed him, giving him mother-like care, and patted him on the shoulder, "The hammer in the hands of a loving mother, swinging it on the body of the wanderer, before leaving, the hammer is dense, and I am afraid that the hammer will not be missed. Yaoer, mother loves you Comparing hearts."

Song Yao made a gesture of heart with her hand and handed it over.

Jun Yan: "...?"

Okay, Song Yao, I want to be your husband, but you want to be my mother, dreaming!

Jun Yan raised his hand and bullied him from head to toe.

After Jun Yan returned to the barracks with this fragile look, he took people to Fu's house.

The road to Fu's house is not easy.

In the eyes of many people, the Fu family has retired more than ten years ago and no longer cares about worldly affairs, so gradually, people don't talk much about the Fu family.

But in fact, the Fu family has the deepest background, and he made his fortune by selling some weapons that are not available in the market.

Mr. Fu of the Fu family is now the most influential person in the entire family. Many of the weapons he designed are still in use today, and they cannot be underestimated on the battlefield.

But when heroes are always twilight, Mr. Fu is old, and many things in the family can only be left to the eldest son slowly.

Who knows that he is not a particularly trusted eldest son, but he would cause such a big mess in the Fu family in the near future.

It's just that at this moment, Boss Fu, who didn't know that he was going to stab Lou Zi, was walking up and down with Duanmuxi. After confirming that Duanmuxi was a master through a few words, he wished to treat her as a guest, "...but I don't understand, are you How much I like the prince, and the magical weapons they created will be sold to the prince, they are very proud."

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Mo Siyan waited outside the barracks for a long time, seeing that Jun Yan was going to take Song Yao to Fu's house, he frowned immediately:
"Why do you bring a woman to discuss business, not to mention there are many guards in the Fu family. I heard that today is their annual competition, and the swords and guns have no eyes."

Mo Siyan's dissatisfaction was about to break through, but before Jun Yan could speak, Song Yao said, "Master Mo speaks so confidently, it seems that the wound on his body doesn't hurt anymore."

Song Yao raised his eyebrows, and Mo Siyan's face turned pale with anger.

He had just received a letter from Duanmuxi, so he naturally didn't want Song Yao to disturb her and Junyan.

He couldn't help but said, "What we're going to talk about today is the magic weapon. What's the use of you going there? Then we will offend Miss Duanmu, and we won't be able to buy the map of the Fu family's magic weapon. Both roads are blocked. What do you do, Your Highness?" Was transferred to the Ministry of War?"

Mo Siyan was analyzing the situation, hoping that Song Yao would retreat in spite of the difficulties.

"I understand," Song Yao said dryly, "According to what you mean, the magic soldiers were made by the Fu family and Duanmuxi, so what does this matter have to do with you. If you can go, why can't I go? "

Mo Siyan: "..."

Are you a barbarian?
Jun Yan glanced at him, Mo Siyan paused.

The master Song Yao jumped into the carriage, ready to leave.

Jun Yan said to her, "I received the news that there is indeed a competition at the Fu family's side. After a while, don't run around, and follow me." It saves him from causing trouble if he doesn't pay attention to the little girl.

Song Yao nodded, understanding, "Personal guards, I understand, I will protect you well."

Jun Yan: "..."

(End of this chapter)