Since returning to the Jiang family from Xiao Yizhu, the two days have passed in a flash, and when the little girl Qingguo was ready to fight with the young lady who loved the bed, she found that her own young lady had woken up early after two days.

When Qingguo entered the room and saw that Jiang Tingliu was already sitting in front of the dresser, he almost didn't throw out the things in his hand.

Jiang Tingliu woke up for a while, and when she saw Qingguo, she urged her to dress her up quickly, and also designated to dress up for her today, Qingguo was confused and combed her braids and changed her narrow sleeves according to Jiang Tingliu's instructions, if she wasn't wearing pants, she would definitely be scolded by Mrs. Jiang, and Jiang Tingliu didn't even plan to wear a skirt.

Jiang Tingliu dressed up soon Mrs. Jiang's girl came to call people, and when Qingguo followed to the main hall, she knew that last night Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang were both caught in a nightmare, and after waking up, they felt that they wanted to go to the temple to worship, and it happened that five days later was the Bodhisattva's birthday, and Mr. Jiang waved his hand and decided that the whole family would go to Baofeng Temple in Yuntai Mountain outside the city to live for seven days, and the whole family would pray for blessings together, praying that the Jiang family's business would be prosperous and smooth this year, and the family would be healthy.

Qingguo was surprised after hearing this, if it weren't for Mrs. Jiang's strict rules, she couldn't help but stare at her young lady to express her inner shock.

Jiang Tingliu was very calm, she dressed up early today to be plain and convenient for activities, so she didn't even have to go back to the house to change her clothes, and leisurely drank a bowl of tea and waited for her departure.

An hour later, the masters of the Jiang family, large and small, and the concubines of each room were finally ready to go, Jiang Tingliu deliberately lagged behind, and watched the Wang family and the other two concubines get into the carriage behind him, and then boarded his car.

She was in the same car with the fourth lady Jiang Tingmei, and the two sisters sat down on the left and right after greeting each other, and the two were not close, and they were sitting in a carriage at this time, and they were speechless, and finally Jiang Tingliu fell asleep leaning on Qingguo, and the two sisters really arrived at the foot of Yuntai Mountain without saying a word.

This Yuntai Mountain is a high mountain outside the city, the highest peak is covered with clouds and mist all the year round, and the road to the peak is also quite steep, only some people who particularly pursue the "artistic conception" will be willing to take the time to climb up, and the Baofeng Temple with strong incense is on the third highest peak of Yuntai Mountain, and it has never been allowed to go by car, but in order to facilitate the pilgrims to go up and down, the mountain road leading to the Baofeng Temple is paved with bluestone, and the altitude is not high, so even if the female pilgrims stop and go, they can reach it smoothly.

The Jiang family has a big business, the head of this travel can be bigger than some down-and-out nobles, Baofeng Temple does not allow vehicles to go up the mountain but does not prohibit manpower to carry the sedan chair, so the Jiang family and his party abandon the car here to change the sedan chair, continue to go up the mountain comfortably.

The sedan chair has been carrying them to the bluestone platform in front of Baofeng Temple, and the feet of the Jiang family's golden and expensive people have only touched the ground, in fact, Baofeng Temple has not allowed the sedan chair to fall at the door of the temple, but Mrs. Jiang said that since she came to worship the Buddha, she still had to be sincere, and she had to rely on her own feet to walk to the temple door to worship the Buddha.

Jiang Tingliu sneered in his heart, the position where they got off the sedan chair was only a hundred steps away from the temple gate, how heavy could such sincerity be? But this is the Jiang family husband and wife, and they are willing to act when they are not next to the interests of real money, but they are all perfunctory.

It's no wonder that he has become the richest man and is still looked down upon by many families, the so-called three generations of clothing and five generations of food are really good.

However, Jiang Tingliu slandered her belly, she herself has always been a lazy lord who can lie down and not sit, can sit without standing, and even if she stands, she will definitely raise her hands in favor of walking a few steps less - except when shopping.

Then again, the Jiang family is looked down upon by many people, but money can make ghosts grind, and money can also have several small courtyards prepared all year round in Baofeng Temple, which is difficult to find in the first courtyard of incense.

Therefore, the Jiang family and his entourage quickly settled down in their respective courtyards, and heard the host say that Zen dream interpretation is an activity for adults, and as long as there are girls and ladies with a few young masters and young ladies to follow, the back mountain encircled by Baofeng Temple can move at will.

Jiang Tingliu was not interested in the back mountain of Baofeng Temple, as soon as she entered the house, she lazily leaned on the head of the bed, thinking about her plan while watching Qingguo clean up, and after a while, she heard Jiang Tingmei's voice going out.

The Jiang family has a total of five perennial courtyards in this Baofeng Temple, one for the old man Jiang and Mrs. Jiang, one for the eldest young master Jiang Muqin and one for the second lady Jiang Tingdan, one for Jiang Tingliu and Jiang Tingmei, and one for the three concubines, but because the courtyards of this Baofeng Temple are all the same courtyard structure, although they are shared, they also have their own small spaces.

And although the five courtyards of the Jiang family are not the best courtyards of Baofeng Temple, the geographical location is definitely not bad, the surrounding quiet scenery is excellent, and there is a corner gate leading to the back mountain.

After resting for a while, it was soon time to make an appointment with Xiao Yizhu, Jiang Tingliu sent Qingguo to invite the Wang family over, and he exchanged the set of twilight needles that he had long liked in the system mall, wrapped it in silk and put it away, and handed it to Xiao Yizhu after a while.

After a while, the Wang family followed Qingguo, and the Wang family seemed to relax a little when they went out, as long as she and Jiang Tingliu didn't do anything excessive in this important place of Buddhism, Mrs. Jiang would not blame them for moving around occasionally, and the Wang family had just seen that Jiang Tingmei and her biological mother Zhao had gotten together, so she was more relieved.

Wang didn't expect that Jiang Tingliu didn't ask her to chat, but to take her to the back mountain for a walk, you must know that although they are concubines, they can't move around at will, at most, they can follow Mrs. Jiang to listen to Zen, and Mrs. Jiang has to take the initiative to mention it, as for what she can do to go to the back mountain, it is absolutely impossible.

However, with Jiang Tingliu's invitation, it was different, Wang felt more and more tired and weak recently, and thought that it might be better if he could go to a different place, so he only hesitated for a moment and agreed.

Things went more smoothly than Jiang Tingliu thought, Jiang Tingliu was happy in his heart, and he was more interested when he pulled Wang out of the corner gate and walked towards the back mountain, and he chattered non-stop, which made Wang feel better spirited.

Wang only looked at the mountain scenery for a while and kept staring at Jiang Tingliu, several times because he saw that the god was still tripping under his feet, and finally Jiang Tingliu asked Qingguo to help Wang not let her fall, and said angrily: "Mother, what are you doing looking at me like this?" I'm embarrassed. ”

A voice made Wang's face pale, and he hurriedly covered Jiang Tingliu's mouth: "Don't shout nonsense, if you are heard by Mrs., you will have to eat the head again." ”

Jiang Tingliu wrinkled her nose and shook her head: "It's not in the house here, and I didn't shout to the whole world, besides, you are the mother who gave birth to me, why can't I call you?" ”

Jiang Tingliu said something to the Wang family very ironing, but the days of being entangled in rules for a long time made her still dare not relax, and for a while she felt moved and afraid, her eyes were red, and when she touched the top of her daughter's head and wanted to say something, a male voice sounded and scared Wang so much that she almost fell to the ground.