What to try your luck, it's like gambling.

The noble lady laughed in her heart, feeling that this new master, looking at the rules, was unexpectedly very interesting.

Although she didn't know why Liu Zhangshi was squeezed out, she also knew that a place like Si Fangdian suddenly changed the head of the matter, which must be related to the power struggle behind it.

Chaofang Palace is related to the inner court, and it cannot be underestimated that it can win.

She said cooperatively: "Okay! ”

A hundred sticks were put back into the holder, and they began to shake, and the last one that fell out was a white stick.

Qingyu said in a regretful tone: "It's a pity that I didn't win the lottery, and Madame will come back next month." ”

The lady said in her heart, she was not disappointed at all, and replied with a smile on her face: "It's still a little bit less fate!" ”

Qingyu put back the sign holder and instructed the disciple to take the peace charm: "Madame is the first person to shake the lot, and fate is naturally no better than others." The hall master has instructed that the first sign will give a peace charm regardless of whether it is won or not. Madame, take it home, and if you need to make a wish one day, bring a peace charm, and the flower goddess will help you fulfill your wish. ”

There is nothing unusual about the peace charm, but the small sachet containing the charm is exquisitely made, and there is a refreshing fragrance on it.

The noblewoman thanked her and told her maidservant to take it.

The others listened interestingly and followed along.

The probability is not high, and none of the people in the group won the lottery.

But everyone joined in the fun, and no one cared about it, laughing and leaving together.

……

Since handing over Si Fang Palace, Ling Yang Zhenren has moved to Luoying Pavilion in the northwest corner.

This place is remote, surrounded by flowers and trees, but it is more humane than before.

However, it is not a happy thing for people to rob the good main hall.

Sending the nobles away, Lingyang Zhenren returned to the pavilion and took the flower tea from the disciple.

She took two sips, and her dry throat from preaching for too long was much more comfortable, and then asked, "Si Fangdian is still like that?" ”

The disciple replied, "Yes, Master." ”

Thinking of what happened over there, she couldn't help laughing: "Senior Sister Qingyu thinks that she has been a guest for a long time, and she hasn't gotten used to coming over. I heard that in the past few days, no matter who goes to incense, she recommends that people shake the flower god stick. ”

Ling Yang Zhenren frowned.

If it had been before, she wouldn't have taken any flower signs seriously at all.

But now, as long as I think of the person who is the master of the temple, I feel a sense of fear.

When she first came, Hua Yu didn't take it seriously, but she was slapped in the face the first time, and lost her life the second time.

It was not enough to kill Hua Yu, she also came to the door in the middle of the night to threaten, and took away Si Fangdian from her uncle.

What's more, because of this, he had to give a new incense pill to the eldest princess, and was reprimanded by the people sent by the palace......

What the hell did this girl come up with? What is the purpose of this flower god stick?

"Master, you don't have to care." The disciple said, "They came up with such a flower god lottery, just to grandstand." If you want to shake the lot, how can no one untie the lot? Is it true that everyone is there for the lottery? Those words of the signer are expensive! There are also peace charms and evil money, all of which are matched. Just like that, I still want to grab pilgrims from the front hall and dream! ”

Ling Yang Zhenren glanced at her: "Do you think she made this to rob pilgrims?" ”

"Or else?" The disciple looked taken for granted, "Although Si Fang Hall is the main hall, you can't earn much money for sesame oil with just incense and candles." ”

Ling Yang Zhenren shook his head.

That girl, how could it be for money.

It's really for money, she doesn't need to come to Chaofang Palace at all, and it's not better to stay in the Chi family.

"It's not for money, it's for fame?" The disciple continued to speculate, "Doesn't she want to marry Gaomen?" Maybe the reputation will spread and fool one or two superstitious old ladies into marrying her home as a disciple of the god of flowers? ”

Speaking of this, the disciple found it amusing, and covered his mouth and laughed.

Ling Yang Zhenren couldn't figure it out, so he could only wave his hand: "Keep staring, and say it as soon as there is any change." ”

"Yes."

……

Qingyu finished her chores and had nothing to do.

At this time, I heard Hanyu's surprised voice: "Senior sister! ”

She turned around and saw Ji Yun coming to the temple.

"Senior sister!" Qingyu stepped forward, "Why are you here?" ”

"Idle and bored, come and see."

Seeing that there were only two or three pilgrims in the hall, he asked, "Or is there no one who shakes the flower god lottery?" ”

"Yes." Qingyu wondered, "Speaking of which, these days, there are not a thousand or hundreds of people who shake lots, how can there be a chance of one out of a hundred, but no one wins?" ”

Chi Yun smiled: "If you can't shake it, it's because fate is not enough." The flower goddess is so busy, of course, it is not easy to make a wish. ”

Qingyu thinks about it.

Another pilgrim came in, and Qingyu invited her to sit in the apse and receive her herself.

In came a young woman, no more than twenty years old, with a pretty countenance but in a depressed spirit.

"Good people." Qingyu stepped forward to salute, and her gaze passed lightly.

She was used to being a confidant, and she could see the weirdness at a glance.

This young woman was obviously dressed expensively, and she knew that she must have come from a wealthy family by looking at the clothes, but she was alone and didn't even bring a girl.

The young woman smiled reluctantly and said, "Fairy Gu, I'll come to offer incense." ”

Qingyu ordered her disciple to fetch incense and candles, and watched her kneel in front of the statue and bow respectfully, extremely religious.

When she got up after worshipping, there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

Qingyu's heart moved, and asked, "The good man seems to have something difficult, but he wants to shake a lot?" Maybe the flower goddess will help you achieve your wishes. ”

The young woman shook her head and said, "I have come to worship God, but I want peace of mind." There are so many difficult things in the world, where can the gods manage it? ”

As he spoke, he stuffed the sesame oil money into the merit box and was about to leave.

"Good people." Qingyu took the stick holder and handed it to her, "I don't know if you have heard of the new rules of our Si Fang Palace, in this stick holder, only one is a flower god stick, and the next one is a white stick." If you win the flower lot, you are a lucky person. If you don't have hope, you won't be disappointed if you want to win the lottery, will you? ”

Such a long paragraph boils down to one sentence: draw for nothing, and don't suffer losses.

The young woman sighed, thinking that this fairy girl was so enthusiastic, just smoke it, it really can't suffer a loss.

She reluctantly took it, knelt down again in front of the idol, and shook the lot.

Finally, a sign fell out of the holder, she picked it up and looked, there was no sign on both sides, only a few flowers were drawn at the end of the sign, and it seemed that the white sign was drawn.

She handed it to Qingyu and said, "Farewell." ”

Unexpectedly, he was stopped, and Qingyu was very surprised: "Good man, you have won the flower god lot!" ”

The young woman was stunned.

Qingyu took out the other signs and showed her: "Look, there is nothing on the other signs, they are all white signs, only this one has flowers on it, it is the flower god sign!" Good man, your luck has arrived! ”