Fortunate Young Gentleman

Xing'an Temple is located in the suburbs of the capital. It is one of the largest temples in the capital.

There are many gods and Buddhas enshrined in the temple. There are constant incense all year round. People go to the temple to pray for blessings and fortune, ask about illness and eliminate disasters. I don't know when it started, but there was a rumor among the people that Xing'an Temple is very effective in praying for marriage. If a woman sincerely offers incense, she will definitely find a good husband within a year.

For this reason, most of the pilgrims who come to Xing'an Temple are unmarried young women. Even princesses of the royal family and daughters of powerful families in Beijing will come here to ask for divination and marriage.

The first day of the first lunar month every year is the temple fair day of Xing'an Temple, and it is also the day with the most pilgrims. If you come late, you will have to wait in a long line for an hour.

At this moment, the neat team in front of the temple gate suddenly dispersed, and everyone gathered in a circle, pointing at the figures inside.

Several young men of obvious status fell to the ground, with more than ten men who looked like guards standing in front of them. Opposite them was a woman. The woman did not carry any weapons, but she made the more than ten men on the opposite side feel like they were facing a great enemy.

Just now, everyone saw clearly that when these young men were pulling and tugging at a woman who came out of the temple, this female knight saw injustice and kicked them to the ground with a few kicks, which led to the current stalemate.

A young man got up from the ground, not bothering to shake off the dust on his body, pointed at the tall woman, kicked the guard in front of him, and said angrily: "What are you still standing there for, take them down!"

"This is a peaceful place in Buddhism..."

"They are so bold, aren't they afraid of the punishment from the Buddha!"

"Shh, keep your voice down, we can't afford to offend these people!"

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While everyone was talking in a low voice, the guards had already approached. Tang Yaoyao looked back at Fang Xiaoyue and the strange woman and said, "You stand behind."

The young man saw the guards drawing their weapons and approaching slowly, and immediately said, "Put away your weapons. If you hurt the beauty, I will only hold you accountable!"

It was him who asked to draw the sword, and it was also him who asked to put away the weapons. The guards cursed in their hearts, but still honestly sheathed their weapons.

A guard rushed over quickly and flew back at an even faster speed.

After Tang Ning kicked the guard away, he stood in front of Tang Yaoyao and Fang Xiaoyue.

Tang Yaoyao crossed her arms, walked in front of him, and whispered: "Can you do it?"

In a one-on-ten fight, Tang Ning would naturally be defeated, but if they really let go, he would not be afraid of ten more Tang Nings. The poison technique taught by the old beggar can do more than just make Xiao Jue have diarrhea.

He glanced at Tang Yaoyao and said, "Stand behind."

"Stop it!" Before the guards could move, a voice suddenly came from behind. The young man walked forward, looked at Tang Ning, and asked, "Does Lord Tang know this girl?"

Tang Ning frowned and looked at him, and asked, "Who are you?"

The young man bowed and said, "My father is Marquis Yanping."

Tang Ning shook his head, "I don't know him."

The young man's face showed embarrassment, and he said, "Last time at the banquet of His Royal Highness Prince Kang, I met Lord Tang once."

He glanced at Tang Yaoyao, then looked at Tang Ning, and said, "It's a misunderstanding. Since she is Lord Tang's friend, let's just forget about it. We have something else to do, so we'll leave first..."

Several people walked out of the crowd in disgrace. Tang Yaoyao looked at Tang Ning and asked, "Your friend?"

"Not familiar." Tang Ning shook his head. He did know a lot of people at the banquet of Prince Kang, but he didn't know these people. It seems that they are not important people.

The plain-clothed woman behind Tang Yaoyao looked at her, bowed, and said, "Thank you, young lady, for saving us."

Tang Yaoyao waved her hand and said, "Those guys may not have left yet. Why don't you wait here for a while and go back with us."

The team returned to normal. Tang Ning wanted to wait for them outside, but Tang Yaoyao insisted on dragging him to line up together. As a married man, he still wanted to find a marriage partner. However, considering Tang Yaojing's temperament, in case she caused any trouble after he left, Tang Ning still stood in front of him.

The people around were still discussing what had just happened.

"The one just now seemed to be the youngest son of Marquis Yanping."

"The youngest sons of Marquis Changxing and Earl Yongchuan are also here..."

"These powerful families are really lawless. In the holy land of Buddhism, they flirt with common women in public. Do they still have the law in their eyes?"

"Hey, you don't know, now the court respects King Kang, and their families all support King Kang, so why should they care about the law..."

Tang Ning was in the queue, and naturally heard these mixed voices.

These days, as King Kang's status in the court has risen, the powerful officials of King Kang's faction have finally raised their heads and are less scrupulous about doing things. Even if something really happens, the officials in the court will give King Kang a face and not make too much of a fuss.

On the other hand, those who support Prince Duan and the Tang family are all keeping their tails between their legs. Once they are caught, people will come one after another to beat the fallen dog.

In this world, whoever succeeds will be the most arrogant. In essence, there is not much difference between Prince Duan and Prince Kang.

Somewhere outside the temple, a young man exhaled and said angrily: "After suffering such a big loss, are you just going to let it go?"

The young man who spoke just now waved his hand and said, "What else can we do? His Royal Highness Kang thinks highly of the Tang man. It's okay to offend him. If you make His Royal Highness Kang unhappy, you will suffer when you go home."

The young man sighed and said, "What a pity. The young lady is very pretty. You can't find this type in the brothel."

The young man smiled and looked at the people queuing not far away, saying, "Don't you just like pure girls? There are so many here. Why hang yourself on a tree?"

"You sound like you don't like them. You're tired of playing with the girls in the brothel. Don't you want to change your taste..."

"It's time, it's time, go draw a lot first." There were many people queuing in front of him. After finally getting his turn, Tang Yaoyao quickly surrounded him and went in.

I don't know why Tang Yaojing is so interested in drawing lots. When I stepped into the hall, it immediately became much quieter. The air was filled with the smell of incense. A young monk stood in front and asked with a smile: "Excuse me, are you asking about your future or marriage?"

Tang Yaoyao replied before Tang Ning: "I'm asking for marriage."

The young monk pointed to the left and said: "Please come here to ask for marriage."

Several people walked to a lottery tube. An old monk looked at him and said: "Please draw a lot from the tube."

Tang Ning didn't need to ask for marriage, so he made way for Tang Yaoyao and said: "You come."

Tang Yaoyao waved his hand and said: "You draw one first."

Tang Ning didn't care at all, so he drew one and looked up.

"A perfect couple? A perfect couple like gods and goddesses. What more could a husband ask for?" He looked at the number on the lot, looked at the old monk, and asked, "What does this lot mean?"

The old monk was stunned, then put his hands together and said, "The donor is really blessed. This lot is the king of lots. Those who draw this lot will be a perfect couple, a perfect couple like gods and goddesses, and live together for a hundred years without having to look for a good match."

Tang Ning is now living a happy life and having a happy marriage. This lot is quite accurate for him.

He took out a silver ingot from his arms and put it in the merit box beside him.

"I want to draw too!" Fang Xiaoyue ran forward with some anticipation, drew a stick from the stick tube, and read: "The orioles are singing on the island of the river, the beautiful lady is the ideal match for the gentleman... Brother Tang Ning, what does this stick mean?"

"I didn't expect that the young donor is also a person with great fortune." The old monk showed a look of surprise on his face, but soon recovered and said: "This is the first stick, which is a very auspicious stick. The spring tree is home to the birds, which is just right for pursuit. The man and the woman will get married, and the matchmaker will help them. If you ask about fate, it is a rare good match. If you ask about marriage, you will live together until old age."..

Tang Yaoyao couldn't wait to draw a stick, looked at it, and asked: "It is like a phoenix leaving Qinlou, and clouds gathering Wushan... …”

The old monk looked at her and said, “The phoenix has left Qinlou, the lover has left, the clouds of Wushan have also gathered, the girl’s beloved is about to go far away, and the matter of marriage still needs to wait and see. ”

“What do you mean?” Tang Yaoyao looked at him and asked, “What is this lot?”

The old monk put his hands together and said, “This is a bad lot.”

Tang Yaoyao frowned and said, “I’ll draw another one!”

The old monk shook his head and said, “Female donor, you don’t know, the first lot is the standard for asking for lots, and it’s meaningless to draw again.”

When she came out of the temple, Tang Yaoyao was not in a good mood. If she put herself in Tang Ning’s shoes, she might not be very happy either.

There are only one in ten bad lots in the lot tube, and she drew a bad lot at once. Her fortune is beyond ordinary people.

Looking at her dejected look, Tang Ning patted her shoulder and comforted her, “Don’t believe everything the old monk said. If he really understood marriage, he wouldn’t be a monk in the temple…”