Fortunate Life of the Rural Beauty

He is still a monk, and he is still a master. What a stingy thing to say.

Chen Afu secretly slandered and said disapprovingly, "Master is an eminent monk and should be compassionate. Why are you so fussy about it?"

Wu Zhi returned to his masterlike manner, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, fate gathers and disperses, all are destiny. Lao Na Lai can't reveal too many secrets, he has to focus on the key points. Lao Na Lai wants to remind the female donor. What’s more, it’s best for the little benefactor to live in seclusion and never let him see anyone he shouldn’t. Within two years, he cannot be allowed to leave within a hundred miles of your home. Otherwise, it will be a big disaster.”

When Chen Afu heard this, he was a little frightened and quickly gave him the bird's nest and leaves. Said, "Master, what are the people who should not be seen..."

Wu Zhi stopped her and said, "This is what Lao Na said. The female donor will know after she goes back and thinks about it." He stretched out one hand to make a gesture of invitation, and held the "treasure" in the other hand. He couldn't see enough. Look.

Is this a farewell?

I don’t know what important secrets that child carries, and who he shouldn’t meet. Seeing that Wu Zhi didn't even look at him, Chen Afu knew that he would never be able to ask anything else, so he had to walk towards the door with a heavy heart.

Just as he arrived at the door, the old monk behind him spoke again, "If the female donor can bring a few more of these leaves to Lao Na next time, Lao Na will give the female donor a few sticks of peerless incense. Also, these delicious snacks , Braised food, I will give more to Lao Na in the future, and it is best to add more of that seasoning. Lao Na will be happy eating it and will not let the female donor suffer."

Chen Afu looked back at him. At this time, the old monk had raised his head, his eyes shining again.

Cake seller, this old monk has a dual personality? Or do eminent monks always have an unknown side?

Chen Afu was a little confused. She nodded and walked out the door.

Dabao had been taken to the hall by the young monk. When he saw Chen Afu, he ran over and grabbed her cloak, as if he hadn't seen her for a long time. No matter how precocious a child is, he will still be afraid in a strange environment. He pouted and shouted, "Mother, mother." Then he rubbed his face against her belly.

Thinking of the old monk's words, Chen Afu held Dabao's little hand tightly and said, "Dabao, remember, don't run around, don't talk to strangers, and always stay by your mother's side."

No matter what Chen Afu said, Dabao would nod vigorously like a good boy.

The young monk said, "The master asked the young monk to escort the female donor out of the temple."

Thinking of the unkindness of the princess just now and what Chu Lingxuan said, Chen Afu thanked her. She had already guessed who that woman might be.

Several people came outside, and only Alu and the two guards were left in the pavilion. The first few people have left.

Chen Afu was wondering again who that man looked like. He looked like Chu Lingxuan.

He looked at her in surprise, perhaps noticing that the cloak belonged to Zhaojun. He can remember even a single cloak, so he should remember more bits and pieces, right?

No matter how much he remembers, he provoked the woman he shouldn't have provoked, drove his first wife to the nunnery, and allowed that woman to cause her granddaughter to become autistic. Such men are despising.

Alu also saw Chen Afu and ran over quickly and asked, "Sister, did you tell me where our uncle is?"

Chen Afu whispered, "Master only said that my uncle should still be alive, but he didn't say where he is."

Several people walked towards the temple. Just in case, I didn’t want to worship the Bodhisattva here anymore, so I quickly went to Yingxue Temple.

They had just walked a short distance in the verandah when they saw the princess and a group of people coming towards them.

What a bitter enemy!

Chen Afu lowered his head, covered half of Dabao's face with one hand, and turned around. He whispered to the two guards, "That woman is a princess, protect the child." Then he pushed Dabao and Alu towards them calmly.

The two nursing homes quickly grabbed a child each and turned around and walked in the opposite direction. Chen Afu and the young monk kept some distance away from them and left quickly.

The princess also saw Chen Afu and said to the servant, "Go and bring me that woman."

The two ladies trotted to catch up with Chen Afu and said in an imposing manner, "My master wants to see you, let's go."

For the first time, Chen Afu experienced the helplessness and grief of being oppressed by power. In this society without human rights, she is just a commoner and would not dare to challenge the imperial power no matter what. It's better to walk over by yourself than to be passed over by two women. What's more, Dabao must be protected from these noble people.

She winked at the two nurses who wanted to come over, and followed the two women to the princess. The little monk also followed her.

The young monk also comforted her and said, "Don't be afraid, female benefactor. This is Lingyin Temple and people will not act recklessly."

Arriving in front of Princess Rongzhao, Rongzhao sneered, "Oh, it's a 'distinguished guest'. Why, you've become a guest so quickly?"

Chen Afu knew that he couldn't offend her, so he had to lower his head and bend his knees to her.

Rong Zhao looked Chen Afu up and down again and said in a cold voice, "She has a foxy look and is not a good person at first glance. Give her ten slaps and see who else she dares to be a guest in the future."

The young monk quickly protected Chen Afu and said, "This is the pure land of Buddhism. You cannot hit people at will. This female donor is a guest of Master Wu Zhi and a distinguished guest of our temple."

Chen Afu was almost furious. He cursed the old bald donkey secretly. He should have found a smarter monk to escort her. Didn't this add fuel to the fire? It seemed like she wouldn't be able to run away after this beating.

The princess's face became even darker, she sneered twice and said sternly, "I just like to slap 'distinguished guests', give me twenty slaps."

A woman used her strong body to block the young monk and said loudly, "No one in the world should be a prince. No one else can control whoever our princess wants to punish, no matter where it is. Young master, I advise you to be young." Mind your own business.”

Another woman who looked like Grandma Rong picked up her thick slap and hit Chen Afu on the face. Chen Afu suddenly closed his eyes.

Why didn't that slap come off? Chen Afu opened his eyes and saw a big hand grabbing the woman's arm. It was the man who was in the pavilion before. To be more precise, he should be the Marquis of Chu, or the Consort of Chu.

As soon as he exerted force, the woman staggered back a few steps. He let go of his hand again, took out a white ropa, wiped his hands, and then threw the ropa on the ground. He said coldly, "Let's see who dares to fight."

The old lady quickly bowed and said, "Prince-in-law."

Seeing this, the princess stepped forward and said softly, "Chu Lang, this foxy boy..."

The Marquis of Chu said warmly, "Rong Zhao, this is the pure land of Buddhism. If you beat someone here and are impeached by the censor, the emperor will blame you." His voice lowered again, "What is the purpose of our trip? We just paid our respects. If you beat a Bodhisattva, you beat someone in front of the Bodhisattva?"