At noon the next day, people from the Imperial Palace took two boxes of silver and went to Qingxin temple.

There are only four monks in Qingxin temple, including the old master, the little monk, Qingchen, and Qingchen's senior brother.

When they saw the servants of four Imperial Palace carrying two big red boxes with a big red joy ball tied on them, they were all blinded!

The four men carried the boxes to the middle of the courtyard and put them down. Several of them came over. The old host pointed to the two big red boxes, folded his hands and asked, "benefactors, what do you mean?"

One of the men also put his hands together and said politely, "host, it's like this. Our Lord Wei wants to marry a girl to go through the door, and the girl asks Wei to convert the betrothal gifts into silver and send them to Qingxin temple as sesame oil money!"

"Ah?" He was a little chubby. The elder martial brother in the grey robe was surprised. "These two boxes of silver must be tens of thousands of taels at least. Did you hear that wrong?"

"Ha ha!" The man said with a smile, "we, Mr. Wei, did not get it wrong. He really converted the betrothal gift into silver according to the girl's intention. Since it has been sent, we will go back to report the order first."

"Who is that girl's name?" Qingchen suddenly asked.

"It seems to be Tang Yan'er, some masters. We'll leave first!" The man saluted the other three, and they all turned away.

Qingchen heard that sentence and felt a puzzling pain in her heart.

The little monk pulled the sleeves of Qingchen, looked at him and said, "elder martial brother, isn't that the female benefactor who came to our temple a few days ago? I have never seen her before, so she only came once. Why should we ask Lord Wei to give us so much sesame oil money? "

The elder martial brother asked, "younger martial brother, do you mean that you have met the benefactor?"

The little monk replied, "yes, elder martial brother, she came a few days ago, but she didn't do anything at that time. She didn't even give incense to the Buddha. She just gave a few pieces of silver and left!"

The old host said, "it's better not to move the silver for the time being. Qingchen, Liaoming, take the silver to the house. When they get married, they will return the silver to the girl."

Qingchen Leng was there, and he didn't listen to a word of what the old host said.

He didn't understand why a girl like Tang Yan'er would marry a man like Wei, who had a bad reputation

Wait

When did I care so much about her?

He didn't even know her, no, he only saw her once

Heart Why is it so painful?

What's wrong with him?

"Elder martial brother?" The little monk pulled the sleeves of Qingchen, and when he came back to his senses, he said, "master asked you and your elder martial brother to take these silver back into the house. Why are you so dazzled?"

The little monk remembers that when the benefactor came to the temple that day, the elder martial brother was also in a daze. After this happened today, elder martial brother is still in a daze. Why does he like to be in a daze recently?

Little monk can't solve it.

The old host touched his chin and narrowed his eyes when he looked at the dust. He felt that the indifferent dust seemed to have changed. Before, he would never be in a daze, let alone take care of things like this, don't you

"Good." Qingchen nodded his head, and with the elder martial brother, he carried one of the big red boxes into the house.

The old host looked at Qingchen's back, his face was a little dignified.

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