Song Menghua: At the beginning, ask to marry Sheng Minglan

Ming Lan was more than speechless.

Xiaotao looked at Danju.

"But it's too ugly. It would be better for my little father-in-law to exchange for a deal."

Jiaozi is the silver ticket of the Song Dynasty.

There are banks in the Song Dynasty that can save money, but the banks here have a very strange rule, there is no interest on saving money, and they have to pay a lot of 'custody fees'.

So why is there such a saying as digging three feet into the ground?

People in this period usually dig three feet into the ground and bury silver to save money.

Qi Heng didn't care about the storage fee.

For him, it is absolutely impossible for him to pay this IQ tax.

But this way.

The question came back to Minglan.

Danju hesitated: "Girl, what should I do?"

Ming Lan pondered.

"Return it intact, we can't keep it."

This is indeed what she is best at and the best way to deal with it.

Xiaotao nodded and went to close the box.

however.

Danju suddenly reached out to stop her.

"Wait... there seems to be words engraved here?"

The three of them involuntarily leaned over and looked inside the wooden box lid.

There, a poem is engraved impressively.

One cut plum.

"The fragrance of the red lotus root and the remaining jade in the autumn, lightly untie the clothes, and go to the orchid boat alone."

"Whoever in the cloud sends brocade books, when the wild goose characters return, the moon will be full on the west tower."

"Flowers drift by themselves, water flows by itself, one kind of lovesickness, two places of worry."

"There is no way to get rid of this feeling, so I lowered my brows, but raised my heart."

Love poems——

Xiaotao and Danju looked at Minglan in a daze.

Minglan's face seemed to be on fire.

a long time later.

"Quick, cover it!"

"Girl, do you want to return it intact..."

……

The first day is coming.

Bianjing city is full of joy and firecrackers everywhere.

This is Qi Heng's first Spring Festival in Song Dynasty.

Early in the morning, after the family finished their meal, according to the old rules of the Duke's Mansion, on the first day of each year, the whole family should also go to Daxiangguo Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings.

Qi Heng definitely lacked interest.

But when it comes to the family law of his ancestors, he will not disobey his parents.

Come to Daxiangguo Temple.

Qi Heng really saw that the horses and chariots of the Song Dynasty were like dragons, and the crowds were crowded.

Even in a place far away, the carriage was blocked on the road, making it impossible to move an inch.

see.

Princess Pingning is very experienced.

"Just get off here and walk over, the carriage can't move anymore."

The family got out of the car and walked.

Unexpectedly, Qi Heng's figure just appeared on this road.

Countless voices of greetings sounded back and forth in an instant.

"Young master face to face—"

"Yuan Ruo, are you here too?"

"Here, here!"

Burning incense on the first day of the lunar new year is not just the rule of his Duke of Qi's mansion, it is also the case for big families.

It's just that for scholars who don't talk about strange things, they are more low-key, and they choose a time period that is more particular.

Therefore, the Daxiangguo Temple in the morning is basically the dignitaries of Bianjing City.

Of course, there are people from the Nineteen Company among them.

Like Liu Jinglun from Shaoyanghou's Mansion, Qiao Qilang from Pingnanbo's Mansion, and so on.

But of course there are also those that do not belong to the Nineteen Company.

It's just that the rules of the Nineteen Company have been spread——

Anyone who makes mistakes will be kicked out, and newcomers will be added.

In this case, it's not the powerful family of the Nineteen Company, but they will only have a better attitude and get closer to Qi Heng.

Qi Heng cupped his hands one by one.

"Happy burning incense!"

Princess Pingning raised her head proudly, as if all the rich and powerful children were greeting her.

Especially the first few, when they saw her coming up, they even offered to make way for her while saying hello.

This made her vanity almost burst.

She never thought that one day, she would be able to enjoy such treatment.

She could never believe that this rebellious son of hers would bring her such glory!

While bowing her head reservedly and arrogantly in return, she sighed with emotion.

"My Yuan Ruo... really grew up."

The Duke smiled without saying a word.

……

Mahavira Hall.

Seeing that the Duke and his wife were kneeling on the futon, making a wish in an extremely pious way, Qi Heng finally couldn't bear it anymore and quietly retreated out.

speak up.

Now he has a wide range of records, and he also thinks of many anecdotes about Daxiangguo Temple.

such as.

If it is said that the power of the Song Dynasty is all in the court and the palace, then at least [-]% of the wealth of the Song Dynasty is in the hands of this group of monks.

Daxiangguo Temple is much more arrogant than the royal family of Zhao and Song Dynasties.

During the period of Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, there were countless warlords in the world, and they fought year after year.

At that time, whether in Jiangnan or Jiangbei, how many big households were not burned, killed and looted?

But no one dared to touch the Daxiangguo Temple.

——Buddha will blame!

——If you die, you will go to hell!

In addition, there are many monks here, and it is basically equivalent to a small warlord during the war, and no one dares to take their ideas.

For a long time.

accumulated over hundreds of years.

This group of monks is also very financially minded. They bought countless lands in the most prosperous Yanglou Street and Xiaoyu Street in Bianjing City.

There are thousands of hectares of fertile land and countless believers.

In a word, the Daxiangguo Temple itself is an invisible force that cannot be ignored in the Song Dynasty.

No one dares to move!

While wandering around, Qi Heng's mind wandered.

At this time.

Suddenly someone behind him patted his shoulder violently.

"Yuan Ruo!"

When Qi Heng turned his head, it was Gu Tingye.

He looked around and said with a smile: "Second Uncle also came to burn incense? Why do you only see you?"

Gu Tingye showed his white teeth.

"I'm not alone."

"There--"

Following his fingers, Qi Heng saw a soft and weak lady leading two four or five-year-old children, looking at them timidly.