Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 199

2020-11-19

Chapter 199 Unveiled

Back to Jiming Temple again, the red cloth hanging on the plaque and couplet has been slightly Some are worn out.

"It's time to reveal it!"

Fang Dou lightly sighed then said, as soon as the word "Jiming Temple" came out, it meant that he was in this world, and he has taken root since then, and wants to be with the past. The wanderer mentality said goodbye.

In the county government office, County Magistrate Guan Ziqing got the news, "I'm back!"

"He's gone, but this official has been waiting for a long time for a long time."

He had already made an agreement with Fang Dou to visit Jiming Temple in person to unveil the plaque, didn't expect this delay, and many days passed.

"Cai Constable, have you ever invited you?"

Cai Constable said, "Little Master Fang Dou, I will go with you to protect the safety of County Magistrate."

"It's a thoughtful consideration!"

County Magistrate nods the gift! "Okay, let's go together!"

"Don't forget to bring along "

......

On the day of the unveiling of the ceremony, Fang Dou did not invite a few guests, only a few from County Magistrate and Cai Constable.

County Magistrate and Cai Constable were the first to come and presented gifts one after another.

County Magistrate presented a calligraphy and painting titled 'Lotus Picture', which depicts a lotus leaf with a lotus root sticking out of the water.

Cai Constable's gift is a pine tree pot, which is quite artistic.

"Thank you so much!"

Fang Dou didn't expect, and the number of guests that followed was beyond his imagination.

"In Xiayiyang County, Mu Fucheng, I came to thank the little master for saving my family's kindness."

Mu Fucheng, who was previously persecuted by Qianqiu Society, wanted to give up the thousand years of his family's heritage. Turtle blood, but on the second day, I found that the people from Qianqiu Club quietly left.

It was only after inquiring around that it turned out that there was a Fang Dou in this county who killed several generals of the Qianqiu Club and scared the remaining members to evacuate.

Knowing that a few days ago, he only inquired about the location of the 'Jiming Temple'.

Fang Dou didn't recognize him, and said politely, "Mr. Mu is a guest. I'm sorry I can't entertain him. Please rest aside!"

The rich man, laughed, waved, "Bring it up!"

There were already sturdy servants, chirping, chirping, carrying heavy gifts.

"A three-legged copper tripod weighing thousands of pounds, and thirty brass candlesticks, congratulations to the Jiming Temple!"

"Three buckets of gold foil and gold lacquer, for the Jiming Temple! Temple congratulations!"

"Top Grade ten kilograms of agarwood, two hundred kilograms of sandalwood, and five hundred candles, congratulations to the Jiming Temple!"

"20 high grade Shu brocade , congratulations to Jiming Temple!"

"Three thousand pieces of glazed tiles, congratulations to Jiming Temple!"

"..."

The same kind of property was moved Come here, astonishingly speechless.

Cai Constable explained in a low voice, "The rich man in Yiyang County is one of the top wealthy households in this county, and his family has countless properties!"

County Magistrate nods, "didn't expect, the little master is also kind to him!"

"little master, here we come!"

Countless people in this county, get along and support each other, step over the grass, come Before arriving at the temple, he looked at Fang Dou reverently.

"I'm here to thank the little master for killing Lang Qi and avenging my unjust death of the child!"

A haggard middle-aged man kneeled in the open space in front of the temple, peng peng Three heads.

"Little master,..."

Two elderly couples came to thank Fang Dou with a basket of eggs, their sons and grandsons were killed by Lang Qi, Only two old men remained.

These are the people of this county. The children in their families were kidnapped and sold by Lang Qi, either dead or disabled, and they have absolutely irreconcilable hatred with him. When they learned that Fang Dou's Jiming Temple was inaugurated, they all came to congratulate him.

The people brought the most valuable things in their homes and wanted to offer them to Fang Dou. There were also poor people who came directly to kowtow and smashed the ground.

In a short time, the ground was covered with all kinds of eggs and rice, which the people were reluctant to eat and wanted to pay back, as well as gold-coated jewelry, rings, and so on.

Fang Dou sternly shouted loudly, "Take it away, take it all, I appreciate your kindness."

"The family is not rich, so there is no need to give me gifts. , go back and live a good life!"

The people knelt on the ground and begged Fang Dou to accept it.

"Hey!"

County Magistrate didn't feel good when she saw this scene. Although Lang Qi was a disaster, in the final analysis, it was the former County Magistrate's behind-the-scenes manipulation.

"Take the stuff back, or I'll be angry!"

Fang Dou pretended to be annoyed.

"Yeah, the little master doesn't lack all of your things, take them away!"

Cai Constable also stepped forward and helped Fang Dou to persuade the people of each family.

"Haha, little master, I'm late!"

Mr. Qian arrived slowly, with a radiant face, with a carefully prepared gift.

"These days, I have traveled all over the world and collected thousands of volumes of books for you, please accept them!"

On the way to the county seat, Fang Dou studied hard and fell in In the eyes of Qian Yuan.

After returning home, Mr. Qian used his connections to buy precious orphaned and remnants everywhere, and specially bought books that were not available on the market.

A random piece of paper is worth the same volume of gold.

In addition, there are also bookshelves made by famous carpenters, which are made of high-quality camphor wood. The texture is tenacious and soft, with a faint fragrance.

Books are kept inside, not only to avoid insects, but also to prevent mildew.

"Waiyuan, you're not a small writer!"

County Magistrate saw that many of the books that were transported into the side hall were unique and extremely valuable. Even he was a little moved when he saw it.

Qian Yuanwai modestly said, "As long as the little master likes it, it's worth it!"

Fang Dou is very happy, we have so many books, can we open a 'Book in the future? Collection Pavilion'?

"Little Master, I'll make my own decisions and prepare some tea and meals for your guests."

Fang Dou patted his forehead, almost forgot, the guests came from afar , can't you not drink a mouthful of water or eat a mouthful of food?

"many thanks, Qian Yuan is worried!"

After noon, other guests came one after another.

Most of these guests were in Lang Qi's case. The children at home were sealed in eggshells and were finally rescued by Fang Dou's 'scattered beans turns into soldiers'.

When they heard about today, they brought their family members, thinking of putting on a stick of incense and donating some sesame oil money.

But didn't expect that what is enshrined in the temple is not a Buddha or a god, but a scholar.

Some family members recognized it as a Confucian sage 'Qi Zi' on the spot.

"Confucian saints, that's similar to gods and Buddhas!"

"Come and say goodbye!"

The copper tripod presented by the rich man Mu finally came in handy , in the blink of an eye, there are incense sticks of different thicknesses.

The guests are like a revolving lantern. First, they call on Fang Dou and express their gratitude. Some even ask children to come and thank Fang Dou.

Fang Dou entertained one by one, feeling dry, how many guests are there?

It was all guests who came with a lot of gifts, so he had to cheer up and entertain.

In the afternoon, it's auspicious time.

County Magistrate held a corner of the red cloth in front of everyone and opened it gently.

The three characters of "Jiming Temple" appeared in everyone's eyes.

This is followed by a couplet of two lines.

“Three more lights and five more awakes!”

“The rooster sings the world!”

The crowd cheered!

"Good!"

"Good words!"

"Good writing!"

County Magistrate with a complacent face, plaque and The couplets are all written by him, and it is very gratifying that they can be recognized by everyone.

Suddenly, there was a sound from the far distance.

“Fuyuan Temple, congratulations to Jiming Temple!”

Anyone coming to Fuyuan Temple?

(end of this chapter)