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When Lan Lingyun saw my smiling face, she couldn't help but laugh at me. "It's just a little brother, and Miss just kissed Second Master like that. If it's her own child, I don't know what to do!"

I couldn't help but feel sad.

Actually, I've always wanted to have a child of my own, but neither in my previous life nor in this one.

The green bandit noticed my displeasure and snorted. "Hurry up and get the water for the little miss, I don't want to stay here and chew around!"

Lan Lingyun stuck out her tongue, went out to get some water to help me wash up and take a rest.

The next morning, he got up early and changed into a set of plain clothes. He put on some linen and went to his grandmother's room for breakfast. After that, he arranged for all the women to get on the carriage.

According to Master Jingwen's calculations, the time her mother breathed her last was the exact opposite of the time she was born. It was not suitable for her to stay at home for too long as it might attract ghosts and evil spirits to pester the people at home. He had no idea where he had gone, so he sent the news of the funeral to Grand Manager Du in the capital. Since there was no reply, he could only leave his mother at home for seven days, and the remaining four days would be spent outside the city, at the Great Huai Temple. By then, his father would be back in Quanzhou and he would have to decide how and when he would be buried.

Grandmother and Aunt Wang got in the first car, and Mother Song and I got in the second car, and Aunt Mo and Mother Du and a maid beside her got in the third car, and Grandmother and Aunt Wang's maid got in the fourth car, and I left Lu Kui at home to take care of Aunt Chen, and followed behind the carriage outside the courtyard as we clattered our our our way out of the city.

Along the way, there were many familiar people who knew that today, they would deliver their mother's coffin to the temple, either by sending their nephew to pay their respects, or by sending a steward to set up a hut by the side of the road to express their condolences. Every time, Manager Lu would bring his three younger brothers to pay their respects and thank them.

Fortunately, the time when he fell into the coffin was not very long ago.

The reason why Great Huai Temple is still flourishing in this city, whether it is us merchants' homes or rich officials, we are all willing to offer incense or invite people to our homes to do things, it is inseparable from the wise wisdom master's understanding of the affairs of the world.

For example, this time, Wisdom Master knew that the Yang Family was a long way to his Great Huai Hua Temple, and there were a lot of people visiting him on the way, so it was unavoidably noon. Moving the coffin, getting up, fixing the coffin, praying for the incense, all in one or two hours, was not enough. If he dragged it past lunch time like this, but if he set it too late, it would inevitably be too late to return to the city. If it was already past curfew, he might even have to stay outside the city for the night.

It could be seen that to become a Daoist Master Fang, one had to possess a certain level of shrewdness that allowed them to be knowledgeable about the affairs of the world.

Knowing that we were coming today, the temple had already closed its doors, and the pilgrims who came to pay their respects were already there. We rode our carriages past the gate, and descended the steps in front of the Great Hall of Light.

Master Wisdom Master greeted Manager Lu. By his side, there was a man of honor standing half a step away, holding the letter in his arms. Behind him, all the servants in the outer court were standing with their hands spread open, along with a few tall and sturdy bald monks. Aunt Mo, who was accompanying me to help my grandmother get out of the car, turned pale at the sight. She grabbed a handkerchief and pulled it left and right.

I know that she was worried that Zhou Baimu had clumsily hurt her letter.

But now was not the time to talk to her.

After welcoming my grandmother out of the car, I hurriedly took out a veil hat to cover my grandmother. Grandmother raised her eyebrows and said, "At my age, I don't need these false etiquette anymore!"

Thinking that my grandmother was about to leave home and become a resident, I didn't care about these small details. I quickly smiled and nodded, passing the screen to Lan Li behind me.

With the support of Aunt Wang, the grandmother led the women to the men in front. I took the opportunity to fall back two steps and stand shoulder to shoulder with Aunt Mo.

"Aunt, don't worry. The one holding the letter was someone from my courtyard." I smiled and pointed out the identity of Zhou Baimu.

The meaning behind his words was that Zhou Baishi was a very cautious man. It's taboo to insert someone who's a butler into the outer court, but I dared to directly recommend Zhou Hundred Wood to the head manager of the outer court. Of course, he has some outstanding abilities.

For some reason, Aunt Mo could only nod her head, but her expression didn't relax at all.

I silently speculated for a moment, but I couldn't figure out why Aunt Mo was so upset. I simply ignored her and walked a few steps forward to chase after my grandmother.

Master Wisdom Master and Grandmother talked about buddhist arts for a while, pretended to be surprised, and praised Grandmother, "I didn't expect this old lady to have such a root of wisdom, but this is the first time I've seen such a thing." Smiling, this old man took out a string of Bodhi seeds from his sleeve, and gave them to Grandmother, "This is the knot on the Bodhi tree planted by my master. He offered it to the old lady for ninety-one days in front of the buddhist temple!"

Grandmother is the most senior member of the family, and Master Wisdom Master and Jia Cheng are walking right and left with her into the Great Hall of Treasures. We, the ladies, are following behind her, while Manager Lu is following behind us with his family letters and family letters.

In the end, Jia Yi and Jia Xin were still young. When they saw me and Aunt Mo, they both wanted to come and find us. I looked back and saw Yuki looking at me with a pair of sparkling eyes. She grinned and tried to come to me, but I shook my head at him. The letter was still at an ignorant age. Manager Lu didn't manage to coax his mother for a long time before he started to cry. Aunt Mo felt sorry for her son, so she tried to walk in that direction, but was stopped by me.

After staying in the outer court for seven days, I told my mother to not send back any inappropriate words. I didn't believe that Manager Lu would just let him cry like this.

As expected, the person from the Zhou family walked out from the crowd, hugged the letter and coaxed him a few times, then took a candy out of his bag and fed it to him. Then he said something to him in a soft voice, and after a while, he quietened down, and the person from the Zhou family rubbed his head, whispering a few words to him.

I smiled and nodded.

I had intended for the Zhou family to be her mama in charge if Aunt Chen gave birth to a daughter, but if she gave birth to a son, then I would let Hong Yu, who had already been married off, go. Now she seemed to deserve the job.

I turned my head and wanted to tell Aunt Mo a few words, but I coincidentally saw Aunt Mo staring blankly at the black mass of people behind us. I didn't know what she was looking at, so I called her a few times before recovering.

"What are you looking at?" "How can he be so lost in thought!"

I also followed Aunt Mo's gaze, only to see a bunch of bald monks.

"I'm fine!" "I'm fine!"

I thought that Aunt Mo saw that her letter was no longer that dependent on her and was a bit of a glutton, so she didn't pursue the matter. He quickly followed his grandmother into the Great Hall.

After we paid our respects to Sakyamuni and were led to the small courtyard on the west side of the temple by Master Wisdom. In the middle of the room hung a letter with the words "Six Ancestors' Hui Neng" written in calligraphy. On the table in front of him was a clay vase with a wild chrysanthemum in it.

Master Wisdom Master walked the female servants to the main hall, and stopped entering the inner rooms. He gave his grandmother a bow and said, "Please rest here with the female benefactors!"

He could tell that this small courtyard was specially prepared for the ladies who came to offer incense.

Grandmother smiled and exchanged a few pleasantries with Grandmaster Zhitong before sending him off. When she returned, she saw a young monk around seven or eight years old pouring water into a teapot on the table.

"Go and call your brothers in!"

Aunt Wang helped her grandmother to sit on the kang in the inner room. Her grandmother spread out her large clothes as she instructed her.

It seemed like grandma wanted to rest first.

"The Su Zhai here is also very famous. I believe Master has long since prepared this."

Seeing Mother Du behind us, carrying a large bundle, I guessed that she must have moved the bed sheet in, so I hurriedly said to Grandmother.

Grandmother shook her head. "I ate a few boxes on the way here, so I'm not hungry. Take the aunts to eat!"

I was surprised.

Northerners did not need to save boxes, it was a rule in Jiangnan to bring food with them on the road.

I was about to ask when I saw Aunt Wang, who had made the bed for my grandmother, give me a wink with her back to me.

I quickly shut my mouth and went to help my grandmother get rid of the chaste ring. My grandmother was resting in the inner room, and I told the people who were following my grandmother to take care of them before I left with my two aunts.

"When the old lady came, she had steamed lion's head, fried minced fish, roasted pork noodle, and fried noodles with okra."

Aunt Wang whispered as she stood under the eaves and tugged on my sleeve.

I didn't expect Grandmother's appetite to be so good!

He was afraid that he would bump into a Bodhisattva while eating meat in the temple.

I couldn't help but laugh when I imagined my grandmother sitting in the carriage and eating a box of food in front of Aunt Wang.

It was fortunate that she could think of such a thing!

"Do the two aunts want to use it first, or wait for me to find my brothers and use it again?"

I escorted my two aunts to the west room.

"Wait for xiaojie to return!"

Aunt Mo was probably thinking about her son. As she spoke, she looked at Aunt Wang, as if asking for her opinion.

Aunt Wang was an easygoing person who could do anything. She smiled and nodded at me.

Aunt Mo accompanied me to the entrance of the courtyard. With a worried expression, she said to me, "Miss, I'm afraid you're going to meet someone familiar!"

How did she know?

Two days ago, Zhou Baimu came in with King Qi's note, inviting me to meet him in the meditation room of Master Wisdom Master of the Great Huai Temple. Only now did I know that this extremely intelligent master was also one of King Qi's men.

"How is that possible? How could I possibly have any acquaintances in this temple? "

My heart was in turmoil, but I didn't dare show it on the surface. I could only guess at Aunt Mo's intentions with my words.

"This child is an infatuated person, just like his master."

Aunt Mo sighed and shook her head. She mumbled something, bent her knees and bowed to me before she turned and left.

I stood in front of the courtyard door for a long time before the autumn wind realized that she wasn't talking about King Qi.

To be able to be called "this child" by Aunt Mo and then mentioned by her master, she had to be Jiang Mingjiang, the young master who pretended to be the downtrodden young master in charge of the opera.

Why didn't I see him!

"Miss, Panason asked the boy."

A boy about eight or nine years old ran up to me with a smile when he saw me standing in the doorway.

This is the signal King Qi gave me.

"Yun Chen doesn't know where."

I took a deep breath and said the second half of the code.

Today, my two 'lovers' have finally arrived at the same place.

The little boy with a shaved head bowed deeply towards me. He no longer had his previous playful and playful attitude as he respectfully led me deeper into the mountains.

The meditation room was located in a dense bamboo forest. It was autumn, but the bamboo was still verdant and tall. Entering the bamboo forest, he felt a sense of warmth.

On the bamboo bed by the door sat two people, one in white jade and the other in green robes. In the middle was a small red clay stove with a pot of water boiling on it.

"What a pity! This old monk has a pot of water!"

Qing Yi was sitting straight in front of the kind-looking master with the white beard. She smiled as she looked at the steaming hot water on the stove: "Your little companion really came at the right time. You just happened to miss the Plum Blossom Snow Water that Old Na hid for five years."

With that, the old monk smiled and tried to get up from the bamboo bed. He hurriedly had a small child squat down to help him put on his shoes. His attitude was solemn and his movements were agile.

King Qi rose to his feet as well and bowed deeply towards Zhi Tong. "Many thanks, Uncle Wang!"

Uncle Wang?

Upon hearing King Qi's words, Wisdom Master paused for a moment, then growled, "That was countless years ago. This old man doesn't remember it at all!" Then, without waiting for King Qi's reply, he took the child's hand and led him away.

I suddenly remembered that when the late Emperor ascended the throne, he was supported by the twelfth son of the late Emperor Taizu. At that time, this Twelfth Prince was both courageous and skilled in painting, and he was doted upon by the Ancestor. It was once known that the late emperor had intentionally made him his Crown Prince. Unexpectedly, this Twelfth Prince was a modest gentleman who advocated for the "establishment of a leader" according to the teachings of a saint. Taizu's first wife, Ma, injured her son during the war and had no children. His sixteen sons were all born from concubines, including the late emperor, who was the eldest son of Grand Concubine Song.

Even though the late emperor was the eldest son of the emperor, his talents were insufficient. Thus, the position of crown prince was left hanging in the balance. In the later stages of the Grand Ancestor's life, the imperial court was in turmoil because of the struggle between his sons. It was all thanks to the assistance of the Twelfth Prince that he was able to ascend to the throne. However, this Twelfth Prince was extremely unlucky. The late Emperor had already suffered from an acute illness less than a hundred days after he ascended the throne. Emperor Xian, with utmost grief, buried his younger brother under extremely high standards. He even built his own mausoleum next to the main mausoleum, meaning that they were still together in the afterlife. However, rumours had it that the Twelfth Prince had left home and gone into seclusion because he had learned that the late emperor had a flying bird that hid in his bow.

Could it be that the person in front of him was...?