On the twenty-third day of the tenth month of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, Beijing City, Chenshi. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This day is a small year, the strong smell of the year permeates the entire ancient capital, diffused on the faces and bodies of every city people, people are looking forward to the arrival of the Chinese New Year's Eve, whether poor or rich, expensive or cheap, from this day on, until the fifteenth day of the first month, will enjoy the annual festival.

In addition to cleaning the courtyard homes to welcome the festive season, more people are coming to the streets, wandering among the shops and stalls full of various items, looking for what they need to use. Occasionally, a few children cheered and played in the crowd, or a few firecrackers were set off from time to time, making the smell of the New Year even stronger......

Although it was only early hours and the sun had just come out, the streets were already full of people. And this has also led to many wealthy and noble families having to slow down their journeys, follow behind the pedestrians, and move forward slowly.

Zhang Jingyun and Luo Yueying, two women, with two personal maids, sat in such a very spacious carriage, looking out through the gap in the low-hanging curtains, with gentle and happy smiles on their faces.

The two of them didn't come out to buy anything, and with the current status of the Yang family, they didn't have to come out to buy New Year's goods in person. The purpose of their trip was to go to Tanzhe Temple to offer incense.

Since Yang Zhen returned to the capital a few years ago, he and Zhang Jingyun also became relatives and completely settled down, the most important thing for the second daughter is only one thing - to give birth to their own children for their Langjun, so that Yang Zhen can have a future.

What puzzled them was that it had been three years, and if you added the time they had been together before, it would be longer, but their stomachs had never moved, which made the second daughter feel a little stressed. Although Yang Zhen didn't say anything himself, and no one else dared to chew this tongue in front of the second daughter, the pressure from himself still made the second daughter always think about how to conceive a child. When the medicine stone or anything didn't work, all they could think of was to pray to the gods and Buddhas.

In the past two years, every fifteenth day of the new year, or some important festival, the two women will take a car to Tanzhe Temple to offer incense and pray to the goddess of mercy there. This year's Chinese New Year's Eve will naturally be no exception.

Of course, with the current identity of the second daughter, it is impossible to go to Tanzhe Temple to incense only four masters and servants, and around the carriage, there are also five or six guards with big shoulders and round waists.

In fact, according to the meaning of Zhao Xiang, the leader of the guards, they could disperse the people standing in front of them, so that the two ladies could arrive at the temple to offer incense faster. However, the two women immediately denied his request, they were not bullying tempers, how could they do such a thing.

So the carriage could only follow the crowd and swayed forward, and it took a long time to reach the largest and most famous temple in the capital. At this time, there were already countless pilgrims inside and outside the temple who were offering incense to the Buddha.

The arrival of this group did not cause much reaction from the pilgrims, after all, there are too many dignitaries and dignitaries in Beijing, just today, there are many ladies and ladies of powerful families who come to offer incense, and the people have long been accustomed to seeing it.

However, after seeing them, the intellectuals in the temple still greeted them with a smile: "It turned out that the two Mrs. Yang arrived, and the little monk was polite." As a monk in the temple, he needs to remember the appearance and identity of those wealthy believers who often come to offer incense, so as to win more incense money for the temple.

The two women hurriedly returned the salute to him, and after paying a considerable amount of incense money of hundreds of taels of silver, they were accompanied by the monk and went inside. First, in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, they entered the incense with other believers, and then walked inward, seeing the Buddha and worshipping the Buddha, until they reached the final goal of their trip, the Guanyin Hall.

At this time, there were other pilgrims in the hall who were pouring incense, and according to the general rule, the two women should go in and offer incense as they did, and then pray for a while. But at this time, it reflects their identity and the benefits of constantly giving the temple sesame oil money.

I saw that after the monk went in and made arrangements, not only the female pilgrims inside quickly retreated, but the pilgrims outside also avoided elsewhere for the time being, and the Guanyin Hall gave way to the two women to pray alone.

As for Zhao Xiang and a few other guards, it was naturally impossible to follow the two ladies to disturb them, so they stood at the entrance, waiting for them to come out, and at the same time to block the pilgrims who didn't know what was going on. This kind of thing, as a person who has always protected Zhang Luo's second daughter, is already a familiar process.

Seeing that there were these guards guarding the temple gate, the monk did not stay long, and after confessing his sin, he also turned around and took his leave. After all, there are a lot of believers who come to the temple to offer incense today, and he has a lot of other nobles who need to be greeted.

As soon as the monk left, a guard pouted and said, "Brother Zhao, to be honest, although we and our adults are not low, their income is much worse than that of this temple." Just the incense money, I feel that there are not tens of thousands of taels in a day, not to mention that there are countless temple properties in this temple...... Monk's. ”

Hearing that there was an insult to the monk in his words, Zhao Xiang couldn't help but glared at him: "Don't think about this all day long, we just need to take care of ourselves." Such a big temple has its own difficulties in survival, how can we talk about it casually, if it is heard, it will only cause trouble for the two ladies. ”

"Yes......" The man saw that his leader was angry, and immediately accepted it humbly and lowered his head.

"Boss, in fact, if you want me to say that this matter is indeed a bit unfair, not to mention us, which of the peasants in this world is not more tired than them, but what is the result? They are good, but they don't even have to pay taxes, and they can enjoy the huge temple property......"

"It's hard for adults to talk about such things, let alone us. If you don't accept it, you can find a night to come into this temple......" someone laughed amusedly.

"Silence." Zhao Xiang saw that the more the brothers said this, the more unseemly they became, and his face sank, and then he saw a gray-clothed monk carrying an oil canister over, and hurriedly reminded him.

Only then did everyone stop and put on a solemn appearance. What made them a little apprehensive was that the monk actually walked straight towards them, as if he had heard their words, which made Zhao Xiang's face unconsciously embarrassed.

But soon, they breathed a sigh of relief, the monk didn't mean to reason with them, just rushed to them, pointed to their oil can, and said: "A few donors have invited, the little monk was ordered to add oil to the oil lamp inside, I don't know if it is convenient to enter?" ”

Although the two ladies were still praying in it, this was his family's temple after all, and the monks were doing their job, and a few guards were not easy to obstruct, and they generally only blocked the other believers. So he nodded and said, "Little master, please take care of yourself." ”

The monk saluted them again, and then stepped in.

After such a interruption, the topic just now was naturally not good to continue, and several guards became a little bored. But soon, they had something to do, because a few brightly dressed men and women strode up, and they didn't see a few guards of satellite TV, so they had to go directly to the Guanyin Hall, which was obviously also incense.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiang hurriedly stepped forward and blocked their way at once: "Everyone, please stay, my wife is incense inside, you want to go in, please come back later." ”

"Huh? What is this? This Tanzhe Temple is still not open in your house, and you dare to stop us? Do you know who we are? These people obviously also have some identities, and when they saw the movement of the guards, they were immediately annoyed, and asked with a straight face.

"Although this temple is not opened by us, we have this rule, you know each other and hurry away, otherwise be careful to suffer." Several of the guards didn't have a good temper, and immediately glared and fired back.

"Hey, it's really a big shelf, are we still afraid of you?" Seeing this, those people were even more angry, and immediately rolled up their arms and sleeves to step forward to make a move.

Zhao Xiang is still the most calm, seeing this, he stepped forward, first held down the pilgrim who was about to rush first, and then touched his hand in his sleeve, and then took out the waist card of Jinyiwei and shook it in front of him: "Do you still want to make trouble?" ”

Jin Yiwei's current reputation in the capital is very great, and even the old figures of Shangshu Pavilion have to avoid three points. Therefore, when the pilgrims who were still a little angry saw it, they immediately softened, and they hurriedly bowed their hands and apologized to several guards.

Zhao Xiang was very unimpressed by the previous performance of Hou Gong, and just waved his hand and told them to retreat. As long as these do not disturb the two ladies in the church, he will not pursue it.

In this way, a few people retreated as if relieved.

After this fuss, several of the guards returned to their duties and did not say anything more. But after staying like this for a while, someone whispered: "Boss, something is wrong." The two ladies went in to pray to the Buddha and prayed, so they didn't come out. Why didn't the monk who added oil to the lamp come out? ”

The words "......" made Zhao Xiang's heart tighten suddenly, because those guys made a fuss and really neglected this.

The more he thought about it, the more problematic it became. It was a matter of the safety of the two ladies, and he didn't care about disturbing them, so he quickly turned around and went straight into the Guanyin Hall.

And after entering it, Zhao Xiang and several other guards were stunned on the spot.

It's just that in this Guanyin Hall, the two maids have fallen to the ground and died, but the two ladies and the monk have long since disappeared......

Because I recently read Prince Ma's "The Twelve Hours of Chang'an", my heart has been itching, so I had the idea of being a toddler in Handan, and I have a story from this chapter.

If you have watched the American drama for 24 hours, you will know that the next step will be the protagonist's adventure experience in twelve hours, that is, twenty-four hours, passers-by decided to follow these two works to try to let Yang Zhen experience this long twelve hours in this book, I hope not to mess up!!

In Prince Ma's book and American dramas, every hour is almost the same, but passers-by should not have such a great ability to control, and the online article does not have so much time for me to make adjustments, so each next hour will be longer or shorter depending on the content, but it must be an hour for the whole chapter.

I hope you can support this crazy and adventurous idea of passers-by, thank you very much!!!

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