Mao Mingxuan smiled and helped Chen to walk towards the temple gate.

Religiously incense in front of the Buddha, Chen took the birthdays of Mao Mingxuan and Zhao Furong to find the monks in the temple.

The master of the bitter vows has been in the temple for many years, and although he is not the presiding officer, he is highly respected. Most of the things like this kind of counting eight characters are done by him. And he didn't agree easily, only three times in a month.

When Chen asked Mrs. Zhang to go to Zhao's house to propose, she had already asked people to inquire. The Master of Bitter Vows has already given people two times this month. I came here today, and I don't know if this third chance will fall on them.

The monks in the temple heard about Chen's intention and said with a smile: "The donor is also destined. The Master of Bitter Vows has not been in line with others for the past two days, and there is still one more chance. ”

Chen suddenly laughed and said, "That's a good feeling!" I'm still worried! ”

The monk smiled and led Chen and Mao Mingxuan to the back of the Bitter Ring Master's room.

When I got to the outside of the house, I faintly heard the sound of chanting scriptures coming from inside.

"The morning class of the Master of Bitterness is not over yet, so the two donors will wait for a while." Monk humane.

Chen nodded again and again, did not speak, and stood silently outside the door. Mao Mingxuan also stood on the side, waiting patiently.

After a while, the sound inside stopped, and the monk who had just been leading the way came up and knocked on the door.

"Come in." A slightly old but calm voice said.

The monk pushed open the door, went in to pay his respects, and after a while, he came out to welcome Chen and Mao Mingxuan in.

The bitter precept master was kind and kind, not only his hair was all white, but even his eyebrows and beard were white, and he looked a little bit fairy-like and bone-inspiring.

"Hello Master of Bitter Ring!" Chen folded his hands and saluted.

"Two donors, please take a seat." The Master of Bitter Ring smiled.

Mao Mingxuan nodded slightly and sat down with Chen.

"Master, this is the birthday of the two of them." Chen respectfully handed the purse with the eight characters of the two people's birthdays written on it to the master of the bitter ring.

The master of the bitter ring took it apart and looked at it, and said with a smile: "Today, I can combine the eight characters for Wenqu Xing, which can be regarded as the luck of Lao Qu's three lives." ”

Mao Mingxuan was slightly stunned, it was the first time he had met this master of bitter precepts, how could he know that he was the champion? In Yangzhou, he didn't parade the streets like he did in the capital. Although the prefect invited many well-known figures in Yangzhou to wash the dust for him, it is not so much that even the monks in the temple know about it, right? Is it really from the eight characters? Then this bitter vow is really capable.

Chen said with a happy face: "The master is really powerful!" The dog is the new champion of this year. Do you see the eight characters of these two people together? ”

Mao Mingxuan actually didn't believe much in the eight-character theory, but everyone in the world was like this, so he followed Chen's arrangement. It's just that I didn't expect that as soon as this bitter precept was spoken, it made him doubt his faith.

This will make him, like Chen, have some expectations for the next words of the bitter abstinence.

"A match made in heaven." The Master of Bitter Vows said.

Although there were only four words, Chen had already breathed a sigh of relief, and the joy on his face was even worse. But a trace of disappointment flashed in Mao Mingxuan's eyes. That's too simplistic.

"Even so, if the husband and wife are harmonious and the family house is prosperous, it is necessary for the champion and this girl to respect and love each other and work together." The Master of Bitter Vows said again.

This sentence actually applies to all families, but at this time, the master of the bitter precept specially advised, and it seems to have another deep meaning.

Mao Mingxuan only responded respectfully and didn't say much. Chen wanted to ask more, but in the face of the bitter precepts, she didn't seem to dare to ask more.

"Thank you, Master of Bitter Ring." In the end, Chen said this.

The master of the bitter ring nodded slightly, and said: "The eighth day of the first month of the next month is an auspicious day, and it is appropriate to get married." ”

Is this even the day of his wedding given? Mao Mingxuan couldn't help but look at this bitter precept twice. Chen Shi was overjoyed, and said with a little excitement: "Thank you, master!" I'm so worried I don't know which day to choose. ”

The Master of Bitter Ring smiled slightly and nodded slightly.

Chen took Mao Mingxuan to leave.

Out of the meditation room of the master of the bitter ring, Chen said: "Ming Xuan, the master of the bitter ring never gives people the day of the wedding. ”

"Why?" Mao Mingxuan was surprised.

Chen shook his head, "I don't know." Even these eight characters are counted as three per month. Today, he took the initiative to count an auspicious day for you, which is really rare. ”

Mao Mingxuan didn't care, and said with a smile: "Eniang, is it too much to rush on the eighth day of the next month?" ”

"No, no, no. You're leaving home at the end of next month, and it's just right to get married! Chen hurriedly said: "Your Ama will ask the craftsmen to come back today to repair it, and it will be completed by the end of this month." ”

Mao Mingxuan couldn't say anything. He also knew that if he didn't get married before taking office, Chen and Mao would probably not be at ease.

The six ceremonies of the big wedding, Nacai, Mingming, and Najib have all been completed. The rest is to accept the levy, the invitation, and the welcome.

The Chen family had long thought about marrying Mao Mingxuan, so this dowry had been prepared for a long time. Now that the eight characters have been combined, you can send a dowry gift to your door.

When Mrs. Zhao heard that the Master of Bitter Ring had chosen a wedding date for the two, she was also very happy. There are high-ranking monks who choose the date, and they feel that this marriage is different.

As a result, both families are busy, just waiting for the marriage on the eighth day of the next month.

Naturally, this movement cannot be hidden. How many people in Yangzhou City sighed. Such a good son-in-law, why was he preempted by the Zhao family?

However, when I think of the relationship between the Mao and Zhao families, many people will understand. The two have not moved before, so I think there is a tacit understanding for a long time.

When the prefect's wife heard about this, she thought about Fang Ruoyu, who was grounded, and only said: "No luck." "I didn't say anything more.

In the capital, a letter was sent to Uncle Chen's mansion.

Today he happened to be resting, and when he heard that it was a letter from Yangzhou, he couldn't wait to open it.

Su Shi also stretched his neck to look at it, and urged: "Master, let's see what the eldest sister said in the letter?" ”

Chen Junjie looked at it for a while, and his brows furrowed.

Su Shi saw that his expression was wrong, so he said, "Eldest sister doesn't agree? ”

"The eldest sister said that she had already seen someone for Mingxuan in Yangzhou, although she had not crossed the Ming Road, but the two families already had a tacit understanding, and it was not good to refuse." Chen Junjie said.

Su has never been very optimistic about this marriage. But now her daughter is looking forward to it, and her father is obviously bent on facilitating it. As a result, the Mao family refused, and she suddenly became angry in her heart.

"The eldest sister is really. Where are there any good people in that small place in Yangzhou? Don't look at what kind of talent we Ruzhu are! ”

"You didn't drag this thing like this?" Chen Junjie glared at her and said, "If I had sent the letter a year ago, the marriage would have been decided a long time ago!" Why not be preempted by others! ”