A few days later, Li Xing invited me to the Fahua Temple outside the city to offer incense.

In fact, when he made this request, I was very tempted to refuse.

The main thing is that I studied Marxism-Leninism, materialism, and suddenly I was made to believe in theism, which is completely inconsistent with my education.

But when I thought about it, I could be sent to this ancient world by something I didn't know what it was, or what else was impossible, and the materialism of my faith began to waver.

And some heroines who have crossed over, generally go to the temple and meet some peerless monks, and then all beings are confused, only he knows that the heroine is not a person of this era, and he will tell the heroine very well: If you come, you will be safe, you will just stay in this ancient time.

In this way, it is useless to find this high monk, but it is better to talk than nothing, what if he can show me the way?

I always feel that people like me don't seem to be useful at the moment, I can't spoil the harem alone, let the emperor take only one scoop of water for me to drink three thousand weak water, scatter the harem, and be a demon concubine who brings disaster to the country and the people or a virtuous and virtuous queen, because my identity as the original owner is related to the emperor, and Li Xing has no intention of usurping the throne, of course, as far as I am a person who is afraid of death, Li Xing really dares to have such a meaning, I will definitely escape far away. All in all, it is impossible for me to have a life-and-death love with the emperor that lingers to the end of the world.

It is even more impossible to help the emperor calm the world, open countless plug-ins, the walls are flying all over the sky, and at present, there is only one prime minister who says that he is in love, it looks like it is still fake, how do you need to look at it, he has already made me thorough, isn't it obvious enough?

Well, the heroines who generally cross over have the above two paths and have a mission given by God, so they can't go back, even if they want to go back, they have to abuse the emperor and don't want to go again.

And on me, it seems that at present, there is no trace of this mission at all. So, with good hopes, I decided to try my luck, in case the monk also saw that my crossing was meaningless and showed me a clear path?

So the next day, Li Xing and I embarked on the journey to Fahua Temple.

Li Xing didn't accompany me in the carriage this time, and rode a white horse, which looked very majestic, and was simply the legendary Prince Charming, so in addition to the prince and Tang Seng who rode the white horse, there may also be prime ministers.

Along the way, some little girls blushed and whispered.

It is said that the beautiful man Pan An, every time he goes out, countless girls throw melons and fruits into his car, and then every time he goes back, he has a cart full of fruits.

When I saw it for the first time, I sighed that fortunately, Pan An was born in the Jin Dynasty, and at that time the terrible fruit had not yet been introduced, if it was modern, a durian was estimated to be enough for him to drink a pot.

I don't know if the prime minister in front of me can compete with that Pan Anbi in popularity, I thought about the next time I go out with Li Xing, should I put up a sign on the carriage, writing: Say you love me, you will vote for fruit!

I couldn't help but laugh out loud, and Green asked me, "Madame, what did you think of, so funny?" ”

I told her what I had just thought, but she was a little sneering: "Madame, you must not do this, otherwise the Prime Minister will be sad." ”

I didn't care, and pointed outside: "I see that Prime Minister Li Dacheng enjoys the love of the women along the street." ”

As if she had suddenly figured out something, Lu Yi smiled: "Madame, this is vinegar?" ”

I propped my head and tilted my head to look at her: "I'm jealous, where do you see that I'm jealous?" ”

Lu Yi said to me with a flattering smile: "If Madame doesn't care about the Prime Minister, how can she care that the Prime Minister is watched by other women, and how can she come up with such an idea to imply that the Prime Minister will hide herself when crossing the street in the future?" ”

I flicked her head: "Green, green, it's a waste of your brain not to write." ”

Lu Yi covered his forehead: "Madam, don't laugh, the slave maid has never read, writing books is something that only literati can do, and the slave maid only wants to serve a good lady." "Beat my leg as you say.

I'm very useful: "Sycophant." ”

Fahua Temple is located in Cuihua Mountain, five miles away from the capital, the fireworks on the mountain are prosperous, there are many good men and women who come and go, and the carriage stops a large number.

At first glance, it is a place where sesame oil money is abundant, and then look at the little monk who received us, white and clean, the little face is fluttering, and the food is good at a glance.

It is estimated that the monks of other temples can only eat bran, and they may have egg noodles for every meal, although they are all vegetarian, the difference is still very large.

I secretly pulled his sleeve, he paused slightly, turned his face over and asked me, "What's the matter?" ”

The monk who received us was just a few steps ahead, and he always had to avoid bad things about others, so I pulled him to stop a few steps, moved farther away from the monk, and leaned closer to the ear of Li Xing and said, "How much sesame oil money do ordinary noblewomen, uh, for example, of my level?" ”

Li Xing looked at me funny: "Madame's shop is making money every day, do you still care about this sesame oil money?" ”

"Nonsense, how can I make money every day, and I can't reach it in a month."

"Okay, but a few dozen taels of silver, Madame also has to feel distressed?"

I silently calculated in my heart, what is the concept of dozens of taels of silver, premature life, it turned out to be more than 10,000 yuan, this ancient bureaucracy, one by one, these officials have been raised as losers, no, they are defeated by the country, they are defeated by the country.

"I'm going, so much, I don't think we can condone this kind of behavior, a few dozen taels is enough for poor people to live for a long time, do you know that when I had no money, I painted people, and a piece was only one tael of silver."

"What Madame said is, why don't we give it?"

"It's not like that if you don't give it, let's give an auspicious number, 666 Wen, how about it?"

I remember once I went to the temple to offer incense, donated 50, and it hurt me, and then I saw a person who seemed to have a little money to sell 666, and immediately understood that I was far from having money.

came to this ancient time, and finally mixed up with the rich class, donating 666 I think it's already interesting enough, enough to meet my needs for pretending to b.

I decided to do just that, we must curb the comparison between the rich and narrow the gap between the rich and the poor, in case the Buddha only cares about the people who donate more money, and ignores the poor people who donate less money, isn't it the sin of those of us who are rich.

I did a good job of psychological construction for myself, and I really let my maid really only donate a 666 text.

When the little maid came back, her face was a little pale, probably she was compared with the little maid of other families who went to donate, there are many noble ladies who came to incense today, and the generous estimate is more, and there is harm when there is comparison, the little maid probably has not yet put the balance in her heart, I can also understand.

It's just that I can laugh at myself, but others can't.

As soon as we walked to the bamboo grove behind the temple, we heard people talking.

The object of the conversation is just me, and the content is nothing more than that, I donated sesame oil money today and only donated 666 money, shabby to death, it is really a small family, as if I have never seen money, what if I marry the prime minister, it is not the same as a hillbilly, and so on contempt, and then pretend to be hypocritical with a handkerchief to cover my mouth and laugh.

I just said, what kind of noble ladies can't make friends with this group, it's not at the same frequency at all.

They only think about spending money, I only think about making money, can it be the same?

There is also a person who says right and wrong behind his back, so he doesn't worry that the person concerned will hear it?

One or two are like this, and I think it's not very cool to catch others saying right and wrong like this, and it will cause me to doubt my own character, although I never intended to change it.