Fortunate Young Gentleman

"Relationships are something you have to work hard and fight for. A broken sign can mean nothing. It's all money fraud. In the future, we will build a temple, invite a few monks, and write all the signs in the sign tube. The signature must be more than the money they charge for incense..."

This is actually a very profitable business. Tang Ning has even thought of ways to make money. What everyone wants is a good sign, a happy mood, and naturally more money for incense. She can also sell some small items that have been blessed by eminent monks. Yes, the investment is small and the return is high, which is more cost-effective than opening any store.

Tang Ning was comforting Tang Yaoyao like this, but when she turned around, she saw several monks looking at them with somewhat unsightly expressions.

"Let's go, let's talk about it when we get back..."

He decided to comfort Tang Yaoyao on the way back. If he got into a fight with the monk in the temple later, he didn't know if Tang Yaoyao could withstand the Arhat Formation or the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation alone.

As soon as a few people walked out of the temple gate, they saw a group of people walking in front of them.

Chen Yuxian looked at him and said in surprise: "Ning'er, why are you here?"

Tang Ning said: "There is no one at home, so Xiao Yueyao and I will go out for a walk."

Mother-in-law took Xiao Ru Xiaoyi and the others to two temples. Now that they had met, Tangning waited for them to finish before going back together.

When he walked into the temple gate again, Chen Yuxian looked at Tang Yaoyao and said, "I heard that seeking marriage here is particularly effective. Yaoyao, you should ask for a fortune teller here..."

Tang Ning rubbed the center of her eyebrows. Fairy Tang was upset when she asked for the lottery, but her mother-in-law's words made all his talk just now in vain.

After they finished worshiping the Bodhisattva and asking for their fortunes, Tang Ning was taken to a wing in the backyard by a young monk. There were fast meals provided for pilgrims and a temporary resting place.

It is said that it is provided for pilgrims, but in fact only a small number of people can enjoy this preferential treatment, and this small number of people do not care about the vegetarian meals in the temple.

Therefore, Tang Ning was the only one in the Zen room. He was not picky about food and had been through hard times for quite some time. The green vegetable and white porridge tasted quite familiar.

Besides, he had eaten a small bowl of Tang Yao Jing's boiled dumplings for most of the day, and he was a little hungry at the moment. No matter how bad the vegetarian meal was, could it be as bad as Tang Yao Jing's dumplings?

Tang Ning was in the Zen room, eating green vegetables and white porridge with gusto. Outside Xing'an Temple, an extremely luxurious carriage slowly stopped.

Two figures got off the carriage. The older woman looked at the dazed girl next to her and said, "It's hard to get out of the palace for once. Be happy. Don't worry about things you haven't decided yet."

She pointed to the temple next to her and said, "I heard that asking for fortune-telling in this temple is very effective. I'll take you to see it and ask about good or bad luck."

She held the girl's hand and walked into the temple. Not long after, a monk came out to welcome them and respectfully invited them to a quiet room.

The woman held the girl's hand and comforted her: "I have asked my father, but the court has not started discussing this matter. Before the Yuan Dynasty, the court was in recess, and there is still half a month. What might happen? What happened?"

The girl was obviously worried and in a bad mood, she kept her head down and remained silent.

"Amitabha..." Not long after, an old monk walked in and said, "The poor monk has met Princess Pingyang and Princess Anyang."

"Master, there is no need to be polite." Princess Anyang looked at him and said with a smile: "I brought the princess here this time because I want to ask for a lottery. However, there are many people in front of the temple. We have special status and it is difficult to show up. I wonder if Master can do it?" It’s convenient?”

"Amitabha." The old monk nodded, looked at a young monk behind him, and said, "Mingxin, go get the lotus tube."

The little monk ran out of the meditation room and quickly took out a lotus tube.

The old monk looked at her and said, "Your Highness, please draw a lot from it."

Princess Anyang looked at Zhao Man and whispered: "Take one."

Zhao Man looked down at the lottery tube, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and pulled out a lottery.

Princess Anyang leaned over and read: "How about I go to Tailai, which is so close, and leave the gentleman to the mountain for a while? If I hear news about tigers and rabbits, I am determined to be busy and have nothing to do..."

"This is the lottery from above." The old monk said: "Her Royal Highness, you are indeed a person with profound blessings."

"Did you hear that? Master said it was a lucky draw." Princess Anyang patted Zhao Man's hand, looked at the old monk, and asked, "Master, what's the meaning of this lot?"

The old monk clasped his hands together and said: "This hexagram is a sign of blessing in misfortune. Everything is bad in advance and good in the end. The explanation is: Change hemp to get silk, strike people's feet to see clearly, and get good fortune due to disaster. I don't know what the princess wants to ask. ?”

Princess Anyang looked at Zhao Man who was still in a daze, turned around and asked, "What if I'm asking about marriage?"

The old monk thought for a while and said: "The hexagram says that the princess's marriage will be in the year of the tiger and the rabbit, which is the first two months of this year."

A look of surprise appeared on Princess Anyang's face. She looked at Zhao Man and asked, "Master, can you be more specific?"

The old monk nodded and said: "This is the sign of Hai Palace. Yinmao is wood in the east, fire is in the south at noon, gold is in the west in Shenyou, water is in the north of Haizi, and Hai is in the north... According to the sign, the princess's marriage will be in North, and within these two months.”

Princess Anyang clasped her hands together and said, "Thank you, Master, for clearing up the confusion."

"Amitabha." The old monk recited the Buddha's name and said, "If the princess is fine, I will leave first."

Princess Anyang stood up and said, "Master, walk slowly."

After the old monk and the young monk left, Princess Anyang looked at Zhao Man in surprise and said, "This sign says that in the first two months of this year, your marriage is in the north. Isn't Chu in the north..., all this is fate, Xiao Man, why are you still worrying? Maybe the prince of Chu is really your ideal husband..."

Zhao Man's face did not show any joy or happiness. She stood up and said, "Sister Anyang, I want to go out for a walk alone."

Princess Anyang said, "I'll let two guards follow you."

Zhao Man shook her head and said, "No, I won't go far."

After she walked out of the room, Princess Anyang looked at the two guards behind her and said, "Don't let the princess appear ten feet away from you."

"Yes!" The two guards responded and walked out immediately.

"The fortune sticks here are really effective. My cousin's second daughter got married at the end of last year after getting a fortune stick at the beginning of last year. The fortune stick said that her marriage would be this year. She got married at the end of the year."

"That's right. I got a fortune stick for my daughter last year. The master said that her marriage would be in the south. Later, the matchmaker came to her house and said that it was a family in the south..."

"Good fortune sticks are accurate, and bad fortune sticks are accurate. Widow Wang at the head of our village got a bad fortune stick saying that her marriage would not be smooth. The next day, she found out that her husband had a vixen outside..."

"If she's not Widow Wang, where did her husband come from?"

"She became a widow after she found out..."

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The front hall of Xing'an Temple is full of pilgrims, but the back hall is unusually deserted. Only distinguished guests can enter.

A figure walked aimlessly in the temple with a dazed look. Today is a temple fair. There are many female pilgrims in the temple. Those who can enter the backyard are also of extraordinary status, but no one stepped forward to stop them.

The figure walked to a certain place in the backyard, looked up, and saw the three characters "North Wing" written on the plaque above.

The fragrance of porridge wafted out from the wing.

A strange sound came, and she rubbed her stomach, then remembered that she had not eaten anything all day.

Smelling the faint fragrance of porridge, she felt extremely hungry.

She stood at the door of the wing, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Tang Ning had just finished a bowl of porridge and was about to serve the second bowl when someone walked in from outside the door. He raised his head and glanced casually, lowered his head and prepared to continue eating. The next moment, as if he had thought of something, he raised his head again and looked over.

He saw Zhao Yingying standing at the door, staring at the porridge in his bowl.

He thought for a moment, handed the bowl in his hand over, and asked, "Would you like a bowl?"