Chapter 460: Unlucky Ji Laosan

At the same time that Mrs. Ji said at home that she was going to incense, many people in Beijing and the wives of high-ranking officials and nobles were also talking about going to Qixia Temple to offer incense.

Lee House

Mrs. Li got the report from the mother-in-law next to her, and her eyes lit up and said, "Is there really a phoenix in Qixia Temple?"

"It's true, ma'am, don't miss the opportunity! If the eldest lady wants to enter the palace, this is a good opportunity!"

Listening to the words of the grandmother beside her, Mrs. Li hurriedly ordered, "Let people go to Qixia Temple quickly to arrange some trouble, and tomorrow we will bring Zhujun with us, so that she can get close to the phoenix!"

Mama hurriedly said "yes"!

Before leaving, Mrs. Li continued to instruct, "Take that hillbilly with you, and what she learned from the national teacher may be able to build momentum for my daughter!"

Mama bowed her head and replied "yes", and then curled the corners of her lips, "It's still Mrs. smart, that little girl from the countryside is going to go to the Royal Academy at the beginning of the year, and she will have to learn art from the national teacher later, and the time to live in our house is not much, if you don't make good use of it at this time, let alone when!"

Mama's words made Mrs. Li feel very comfortable, waved her hand, and let her go.

Ji Youcheng is in a very bad mood today, he had a conflict with Zhu Xiuxiu last night, which caused him to have a hangover and not wake up, and when he woke up today, he received news that his two boxes of gold were missing.

He just asked Lao Qi to help him find it, but he was cut off by Ji Lao Er again.

He was thinking about having lunch, and he was anxious to go to the Yuelai Inn with his subordinates to have a look, and the old lady came to him again!

There is no way, so I can only go to Qixia Temple in person.

The courtyard presided over by the superintendent of Qixia Temple was overcrowded at this time, and when Ji Youcheng came, there was basically no place to put his feet.

"Go! Hand me my post!"

Ji Youcheng ordered the little guy who came with him.

The little guy squeezed into the crowd and squeezed out again not long after, and said to Ji Youcheng with a depressed face, "Childe, people don't give face, saying that the guest house has been booked by others."

"All booked? Is this Qixia Temple incense so prosperous?"

Ji Youcheng muttered suspiciously, thinking that it was no wonder that the old lady asked him to come to take care of it in person, it turned out that the incense was flourishing here.

"You take this to preside over the temple, and say that as long as he can arrange a courtyard for us, I will donate double the sesame oil money when I go back!"

The little guy took the bulging purse away, and when he came back, he handed him a sign in his hand, "Childe, it's done."

The corners of Ji Youcheng's mouth twitched when he heard this, thinking to himself, the monk also saw the money, and his purse only contained fifty taels of broken silver, and he actually got it to the guest house.

The master and servant walked down the mountain and came to a resting tea stall, Ji Youcheng and the little servant sat down and called the store to serve tea, and then he took out his purse from the cuff, and his brows were furrowed.

Then he turned his cuff out and looked for it, and his face changed, "I...... Have you seen the money bag I just gave you, and how much silver it contained?"

The little guy smiled when he heard this, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, "Third son, you are really generous, the purse is full of silver tickets, all of them are one hundred and two, not to mention dozens of them, the presiding officer of the temple saw that his eyes were shining, and he immediately gave the sign of a medium-sized guest house to the villain, and said, thank you for the compassion of the son, next time you gild the Bodhisattva, you must give our old lady a first-class guest house, and the old lady can live as much as she wants!"

Ji Laosan's mouthful of blood was stuck in his throat, and he almost didn't squirt out!.