Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

Chapter 45 Qixia Temple Asking for Signs

Chapter 45 Qixia Temple Asking for Signs
After Zhu Biao left the Ministry of Rites, Hu Weiyong did not stay at the Ministry of Rites for long and quickly returned to his house.

It was night, and Hu Weiyong had a rare drink.

Moreover, before asking Concubine Ji to accompany the wine, he drank the home-cooked dishes, braised pork, and pig ears prepared by the chef in the house, and drank happily.

Although it was a bit troublesome to deceive Zhu Biao in the Ministry of Rites before, the effect was good after all.

This father and son are actually quite easy to fool!
As long as you don't violate their taboos, and if your opinion can be beneficial to Daming, then in their eyes, you will be the best long-term employee of Lao Zhu's family.

Although Zhu Yuanzhang was murderous and Zhu Biao was shrewd, one thing is that they were also generous when they should be.

Compared to Zhu Yunwen, that good-for-nothing kid, these two men are the real candidates to be emperors.

Therefore, how could Hu Weiyong, who had improved his impression points in front of Zhu Biao, the heir to the imperial power, and made a good excuse for his failure in the scientific examination, not be satisfied.

It was night, and Hu Weiyong, who was drunk even if he was not drunk, slept so comfortably.

As a result, when I woke up in the morning, I remembered that there was good news today. Tomorrow was a day off, so I could have another day off.

Beautiful!

As a worker, don't you just relax during the holidays?

This is also the time. The rule for officials of the Hongwu Dynasty is that one day of holiday is given every five days, which is called Xiu Mu.

But this rule, let alone the Yongle Dynasty, was changed several times in the Hongwu Dynasty itself.

But these things have nothing to do with Hu Weiyong. He just wants to enjoy the paid vacation at the moment.

In the evening, Hu Weiyong had just put on his home clothes and sat at the dinner table after another day of hanging out in the Etiquette Department. His niece Hu Xinyue, who was eating with him, suddenly said in a hopeful voice.

"Uncle, Xinyue wants to go to Qixia Temple tomorrow to ask for a fortune. I wonder if uncle will allow it!"

Hu Weiyong was stunned when he heard about Qixia Temple.

"Xin Yue, why are you thinking of going to the temple to ask for a fortune? I don't seem to be someone who knows how to pray to gods and worship Buddha in the past! Those Buddhist monks are all deceiving people."

Hu Xinyue rolled her eyes when she stopped talking.

My uncle has no respect for Buddhism at all.

But she could only pretend that she didn't hear, and replied instead: "Returning to uncle, Xinyue is thinking that Xinyue's marriage is full of twists and turns, so it is better to go to Qixia Temple to ask for a fortune."

"At that time, please ask the master in the temple to help you decipher the lotus. It will make Xinyue feel at ease!"

When Hu Weiyong heard this, he suddenly understood.

Oh, it turns out that this girl is not very religious, she is just looking for psychological comfort.

He smacked his lips, thought about it for a while, nodded and said: "Okay, it just so happens that my uncle has a rest tomorrow, let's go together, just to relax!"

"Don't think too much about your marriage. Anyway, my uncle will help you choose a husband who is good to you!"

"Don't worry!"

Hu Xinyue nodded slightly, smiled at Hu Weiyong, and then buried her head in her mouth and started eating the food.

Hu Weiyong felt inexplicably worried when he saw how his niece seemed to be eating elegantly but actually had a huge appetite.

Tsk, this is a bit difficult to handle.

The food in the house is good, especially since he has a heavy taste, so it is best for him to cook.

He himself farmed, exercised, and practiced hand-to-hand combat with a bunch of concubines every day, which consumed a lot of money, so he was naturally fine.

But my little niece has only been in the house for a few days. She never leaves the house without taking a step forward. After eating and drinking every day, her little face, which was originally a little baby fat, has become rounder to the naked eye. A little.How can this be good?

In the Central Plains, since the Tang Dynasty, even in later generations, fatness has never been regarded as beautiful.

If my niece really becomes that plump and beautiful Yang Yuhuan, wouldn't it be even harder to find her husband's family?
Thinking of this, Hu Weiyong suddenly felt that tomorrow's trip to Qixia Temple had a few more goals.

At least let this girl walk more and exercise more.

One night passed.

The next day, after breakfast at the house, Hu Weiyong took his niece and boarded a carriage to Qixia Temple.

Accompanying him were ten guards from the mansion.

This is not Hu Weiyong's nonsense, but for safety reasons.

Not long after, the carriage that was swaying all the way finally stopped. Hu Weiyong jumped out of the carriage and looked up.

"Oh, it is indeed a thousand-year-old temple. It certainly has a certain magnanimity here!"

"Xinyue, let's go, let's make arrangements for you first!"

Hu Xinyue did not go out alone. As the niece of the Hu family, she was naturally followed by the maids arranged by the family.

When Hu Xinyue heard Hu Weiyong's remarks yesterday, she knew that her uncle had no respect for Buddhism at all.

He simply knelt down and saluted Hu Weiyong and said, "Uncle, please take some time to relax in this temple. My niece has a maid to accompany her. She will ask for the signatures first. If everything is done, she will wait for my uncle in the carriage!"

Looking at the niece whose face was covered by a veil because she was walking outside, and the two maids beside her, Hu Weiyong felt that nothing would happen in Qixia Temple, so he waved goodbye.

The two uncles and nephews parted ways at the entrance of the temple. One went to the front hall to worship Buddha and ask for fortune-telling, while the other wandered around with his hands behind his back.

There is something Hu Weiyong said that no one has ever said, that is, he actually visited Qixia Temple in his previous life.

However, the Qixia Temple at that time was naturally very different from the temple in the early Ming Dynasty.

But it was this comparison spanning hundreds of years that made Hu Weiyong even more interested.

I haven't been out for a long time, so I decided to go out and relax today. It's really not bad.

However, while walking around, Hu Weiyong discovered that there were too many scholars in this temple.
Is this a monk temple or an academy?

In other words, today's monks do not wear monk's robes and are not ordained, but instead wear scholar's robes and hair crowns?
After taking a closer look, I walked over to a few pious-looking scholars and listened carefully, and I understood.

It turned out that the government examination was about to come, and these students felt that this year's examination was too sinister, and it seemed unreliable to just study hard, so they simply came to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha.

After all, if the right path is unreliable, maybe the crooked path will work wonders.

After figuring out the situation, Hu Weiyong didn't laugh at them.

In your previous life, didn’t you still burn incense and worship Buddha before taking the college entrance examination?
During the final exams in college, didn’t you do the same stupid things like forwarding koi fish and sending out good luck?

At the end of the day, it’s just about peace of mind, it doesn’t matter.

Hu Weiyong smiled and continued walking around the temple.

Unknowingly, I walked to a corner and saw a group of students gathering in twos and threes.

From the looks of it, it didn't look like they were discussing some knowledge, but rather it looked like they were having a poetry meeting.

Hu Weiyong had never seen this kind of excitement before, so he rushed over impromptu.

(End of this chapter)