Zhe Furong: After widowhood and rebirth, she was pampered by treacherous ministers

Chapter 236 Chengen Temple is being challenged
After Danqing saw the homing pigeon in his house, he walked to the middle of the courtyard and stretched out his hand.

The carrier pigeon landed steadily on Danqing's arm. Danqing first gently stroked the carrier pigeon's head. After the carrier pigeon made a clear cry, he took out the letter from the carrier pigeon's feet.After feeling the letter being taken out, the pigeon immediately flew into the sky.

Before he opened the letter, Danqing saw that the person writing the letter was Song Yan, and he knew it was about Miss Jiang.

"Knock knock." Danqing knocked on the door of the main hall, "His Royal Highness, there is a letter from Song Yan, which should be about Miss Jiang."

Gu Mo quickly opened the door, grabbed the letter in Danqing's hand, and unfolded it.

"Cheng'en Temple..." Gu Mo lowered his head and murmured, his brows slightly furrowed, with not only doubts but also worry on his face.

Then Gu Mo raised his head and looked at Dan Qing, who was turning his head away and not daring to glance at the letter.

After Gu Mo hurriedly changed his clothes, Dan Qing had already prepared the carriage in front of the mansion.

After getting on the carriage, Gu Mo began to speculate on the time when Song Yan would deliver the letter. At this time, Jiang Yue was probably almost at Chengen Temple.Gu Mo suddenly became anxious, opened the curtain of the carriage, and told the driver to go faster.

"You guys! Don't touch me!" Jiang Yiqiao struggled, and kept shouting, "Do you know who I am? How dare you treat me like this! My family is not good! Ah—" before saying anything After that, the monks and nuns were afraid that she would hurt herself by trying to break away, so they gently let go of Jiang Yiqiao.

But who knew that she was still struggling after being released, like crazy, unable to stand firm for a while.But before the nun and monk who held her had time to hold her steady, she fell face first.

There was a lot of movement, and the people in the whole temple looked at her again, and everyone stood still, motionless.

Only the few ladies who accompanied Jiang Yiqiao rushed over and helped Jiang Yiqiao up from lying on the ground.

"Ugh——" Jiang Yiqiao had never suffered such grievances since he was a child. He immediately looked at his injured arm and started crying.

This put the monks and nuns in trouble. They stood aside helplessly and looked at each other.

"Sister Qiao'er, you! Your face is all covered in flowers!" one of the ladies yelled loudly.

Jiang Yiqiao trembled when he heard this.

"What...what?" Jiang Yiqiao was helped up by them and stood weakly leaning on the person next to him.He stretched out his hands and wanted to touch his face with both hands in fear, but he didn't know what happened to his face, and he didn't dare to touch it. He only felt severe pain in a few places.

The master cried out for trouble in his heart, calmed down, and stepped forward on behalf of several monks and nuns.

"Donor, they really didn't mean to... Amitabha." Master Tai said, then raised his hands and murmured a prayer.

"The poor nun asked the doctor from the temple to come and take a look at the donor. Please wait for a moment." After saying this, the master turned around.

"How can a doctor in this shabby temple treat someone with the status of Sister Qiao'er?" A woman next to Jiang Yiqiao suddenly stood up. She didn't believe that Jiang Yiqiao, the daughter of the richest man in Shengjing, actually wanted to do this. Reduced to the point of letting the doctor who ruined the temple look at his injuries. In the whole of Shengjing, the Jiang family was so rich that they could do whatever they wanted except in the palace.

Jiang Yue couldn't stand it when they made things difficult for Master Tai, so she stepped forward to help persuade them.

"Miss Jiang has been pampered since she was a child. I'm afraid she has never suffered such an injury. If you don't let the doctor come over to take a look and give some medicine to Miss Jiang, but instead have to wait for the doctor from Shengjing City to come over, I'm afraid Miss Jiang's wound may be infected. The risk will increase. At that time, Ms. Jiang should be in more pain than now."

As soon as these words came out, the man did not dare to speak. He turned his head and looked at Jiang Yiqiao, wanting to see what Jiang Yiqiao meant.Jiang Yiqiao was extremely afraid of the pain. When Jiang Yue said this, she immediately expressed her willingness to let the doctor from the temple come and take a look.

"Master, let your doctor come over and take a look." Jiang Yiqiao said with difficulty as sweat broke out on his forehead.

The injuries on her body are the most important now. As for Jiang Yue, as well as the nuns and monks in the temple, they can settle the accounts one by one when she is better.

Seeing that Jiang Yiqiao agreed, the master immediately turned around and asked the nun to find the doctor.

Although Cheng'en Temple has a large source of tourists, there is a steady stream of incense money.But in the temple, the nuns and monks are relatively healthy due to their self-cultivation, and the guests rarely have accidents in the temple, so they only have a doctor with average medical skills.

The doctor took a closer look at Jiang Yiqiao's injuries, then waved his hand and asked several monks to come over.

"What's wrong? Doctor? Is it serious? Will my face return to its original appearance? Will my legs be unable to walk?!" Jiang Yiqiao saw that the doctor's every move was very sensitive, and his face Overflowing with despair.

"..." Jiang Yue closed her eyes and rubbed her temples helplessly.

"Miss, what's wrong? Are you tired?" Ye Zi whispered worriedly, "Have you been standing here for too long? My servant will help you go to the room to rest for a while. Will the doctor also take a look at the lady later?"

"It doesn't matter, I'm fine." Jiang Yue patted Ye Zi's hand.

"Ms. Jiang, these are just ordinary injuries from falls. There happen to be some herbal medicines in the backyard of Chengen Temple that can be used. I will go find Miss Jiang and pound them into medicine and apply them."

"Doctor, is it true? But I still feel so much pain. Did the doctor make a mistake? This shouldn't be cured by ordinary herbal medicine..." Jiang Yiqiao heard the doctor say that his symptoms were not serious and they were all minor injuries. , feeling that he was a little embarrassed just now, and said reluctantly.

"Seriously." The doctor was also a little embarrassed. He wanted to get up to pick herbs for Jiang Yiqiao, but Jiang Yiqiao pulled him away.

Jiang Yiqiao rolled his eyes, thought of something, and started to attack the master beside him again.

"Today, it was someone from your temple who threw me. Do you agree?" Jiang Yiqiao asked the master.

Although she was a little unjust, she was indeed the one who asked someone to pull Jiang Yiqiao away, otherwise he would not have fallen. The master must admit it.

"Yes." Master Tai bowed his head and said in shame.

"My father is the richest man in Shengjing, and no one here knows it." As he said this, Jiang Yiqiao looked around arrogantly, and stopped moving his eyes in front of Jiang Yue.

Jiang Yue was not afraid at all, and silently looked back at Jiang Yiqiao with coldness, but a sinister smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Jiang Yiqiao's mouth.

For just a moment, Jiang Yue thought she was wrong. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yiqiao had a bad idea the next moment.

She turned to the master and said arrogantly: "If you offend me, do you know how much less the incense money of your Chengen Temple will be this year? At that time, I may ask my father to directly level your Chengen Temple!"

"Donor...what does the donor want to do?"

(End of this chapter)