Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 563 Comments

"I don't have that kind of fate. Ma Chun'er, that lazy woman, couldn't even help to fix the salt jar when it fell over..." Aunt Liu's embarrassed expression suddenly turned into anger. She cursed while carrying the backpack and hoe and walked away.

Song Ying was satisfied. He picked up the pork, carried the basket, and walked slowly towards Uncle Song's house.

After winter comes, the daybreaks become later and later, until the beginning of the morning hour, when some duck-egg-blue light seeps through the fog, illuminating the white frost on the grass leaves.

"It's frost, no wonder it's so cold." Song Ying rubbed his hands, put away the book, and said to Tangtang who was lying on the lakeside: "Don't lie there, there are few fish today. Come on, I'll go back and cook some meat for you."

Tangtang stood up angrily, shook off her wet hair, rushed out from beside Song Ying's feet, and ran ahead.

The man and the cat came out of the willow forest, walked up the gentle slope, and saw that the shop door was actually open.

Song Ying was a little surprised because their shop only opened at the beginning of the Si hour. In the cold winter, it was sometimes even open at the end of the Si hour.

When she was almost at the door, she heard Yan Xing's loud voice, "You haven't eaten yet?"

"Not yet." Song Tian's voice sounded absent-minded.

Song Ying brought Tangtang in and saw Song Tian pacing back and forth in the shop, while Luo Yanxing was in the kitchen at the back, and the two were shouting at each other through the window.

She was a little amused, "Why are you here so early?"

"Oh, my sister, you are finally back!"

Song Tian rushed over as if he had seen a savior, "What exactly did you want to do when you asked me to brag about the efficacy of Qingfeng Temple in the county government office?"

Song Ying raised her eyebrows. "Did Mrs. Chen send someone to Qingfeng Temple?"

Seeing her expression, Song Tian became even more anxious. "Madam sent someone to Qingfeng Temple yesterday afternoon. After they came back to report, Sister Lianqiao hurriedly took out some old ginseng from the warehouse. It must be that Madam's old illness has recurred.

Sister, what exactly are you and Taoist Master Yuanrong planning? Why did it bring up my wife's old illness?"

Song Ying raised an eyebrow, "Are you worried that I'll get you into trouble and lose your job?"

Song Tian paused, his anxiety turning into embarrassment, "How could that be? I'm just worried about your plan.

Yesterday afternoon, Aunt Zhang came to see Feng Qige in person. After we closed the door, I don't know what they said. Then Feng Qige took a few of us to the Lingguan Temple. When we came back, I saw that Feng Qige looked quite happy.

As he spoke, he observed Song Ying's expression, hoping to see something from her face.

Song Ying frowned, a hint of worry and helplessness flashed between his brows.

He understood her expression, but he still didn't understand what she was planning. He could only tell that his wife's actions were not to her liking.

Song Ying sighed secretly. She thought that since it was about the most important offspring, Mrs. Chen would just give up Yuan Shan. However, she didn't expect that Mrs. Chen was so obsessed with Yuan Shan, or rather, Yuan Qing, that she actually went to Lingguan Temple again.

For a person who believes in gods and Buddhas, this is actually quite disrespectful, but Mrs. Chen still did it. It seems that she is determined to get Yuan Shan.

In this case, it would be difficult to turn down this marriage without directly refusing it.

I don’t know how magistrate Chen is. Will he suppress Yuan Qing for this matter like the magistrate that Shen Zhuangyuan met back then?

Song Ying turned around and closed the door, and walked inside while thinking: Let Yuan Qing and Yuan Shan know about the meeting so that they can be prepared.

"Sister, so what are you guys conspiring about?" Song Tian asked, chasing her.

"Knowing too much won't do you any good. You shouldn't have rushed here so eagerly. This matter is very secretive. You just spread a few words for the common people to talk about. Even if you weren't mentioned, someone in the government would have spread the news. They wouldn't have suspected you."

"What else will you do next?"

"Just do your job and I won't get you into trouble."

Without getting a definite answer, Song Tian was still worried, but Song Ying didn't want to say more, so he had no choice but to go back after dinner with a heavy heart.

The inner residence of the county government.

Sandalwood incense curled up from the gilded Boshan stove. Mrs. Chen Xie leaned on the soft couch. Although the match made in Lingguan Temple yesterday was a good one, the Taoist priest of Qingfeng Temple's words that it would affect her offspring were like a thorn in her heart, making her feel uneasy and anxious.

Finally, footsteps were heard and Lian Qiao came in carrying a tray with a post on it with a heart-shaped knot tied with red silk.

Mrs. Chen's frown relaxed, and as a result, Ji was able to wrap the comments in red silk.

"Madam, the results of the collaboration between the county's Yin-Yang scholar and the blind man Wang from the south city are out." Lian Qiao smiled. "I was anxious and asked too many questions. They said a lot, but I couldn't remember them all. I only remember the four words 'luanfengheming'."

Mrs. Chen's brows finally relaxed completely. She reached out and took a note, untied the red silk and opened it. This note was approved by the Yin-Yang official in the county government. Mrs. Chen used to look down on these menial jobs, thinking that they were just making a living and didn't actually have much ability.

But when she saw that the approved conclusion was similar to the comments made by the abbot of Lingguan Temple yesterday, she realized that she had been wrong. This small official also had some real skills.

However, the official scholars only verified the basic conflicts and did not approve the detailed fate; looking at another one, the one approved by Blind Wang could hardly fit on a piece of paper.

Her fingertips brushed over the words 'The young master's destiny is dominated by fire, and the young lady's destiny is characterized by water and earth, which is a perfect harmony. The family will surely prosper in the future', and a smile finally appeared on her face.

What she wanted was prosperity for her family.

Seeing this, Nanny Zhang smiled and said, "Let me tell you, the Taoist priest from Qingfeng Temple was just a blind cat that stumbled upon a dead mouse. Lu Xu has studied hard for many years and always takes first place in the examinations at the academy. It's normal for him to get the first place. It's not the Taoist priest's credit.

If he was really that capable, Qingfeng Temple wouldn't have remained unknown."

Lian Qiao nodded repeatedly in agreement, "Yes, I've asked someone to inquire. In Qingshui County, people used to love going to the Lingguan Temple, saying it was efficacious. Many people have never heard of Qingfeng Temple before."

After a pause, she said angrily, "How dare this swindler like the Ox-nosed Taoist priest deceive my lady? I will tell the master right away and ask him to teach that Ox-nosed Taoist priest a lesson!"

Mrs. Chen thought for a moment and said, "Forget it. After all, he is a Taoist priest and serves the Tianzun. If we don't believe his advice and go to the temple instead, it will be disrespectful to the Tianzun. If we embarrass the old Taoist priest again, it will anger the Tianzun and that will be bad."

Because of her son, Mrs. Chen worshipped gods and Buddhas, asking for blessings from all kinds of gods and Buddhas. She was also very careful and polite when dealing with these outsiders.

Nanny Zhang nodded repeatedly and scolded Lian Qiao for being unstable.

Mrs. Chen fiddled with the Buddhist beads on her wrist, the sandalwood beads sliding against each other, making a subtle friction sound. "Go prepare some money for the incense offerings and send it to Qingfeng Temple tomorrow. Just say…" She paused, "Just say thank you for the Taoist priest's trouble in judging our fortunes. We appreciate it."

Nanny Zhang's eyes were tearful as she understood that her mistress was afraid of offending the gods and causing the young master to suffer retribution.