After a house full of cannon fodder read my voice, the whole family went crazy.

The Qiao family has a distinguished status, so the Zen room they stay in is naturally above grade A.

As soon as Qiao Wanshu entered the door, she couldn't help but let out another "Wow".

Different from the simple and quiet Zen room in her impression, the decoration here is more luxurious and luxurious than the Zen room in her prime minister's mansion.

Green smoke curls from the ivory-carved incense burner, and there is a statue of Avalokitesvara in imperial emerald jade Maitreya and the finest Hotan mutton-fat jade.

The bed was covered with a silk brocade quilt, and the quilt cover was tribute-level double-sided embroidery.

Even the Four Treasures of the Study are the most valuable brands everywhere.

This Zen room gave her the feeling of being jeweled and rich!

When Mrs. Qiao looked at Qiao Wanshu, there was only a piece of golden ingot swirling in her eyes. She immediately smiled and narrowed her eyes, jokingly saying: "Every time Shu'er sees jewelry and jade, her eyes straighten."

"But are you dazzled by the wealth here?"

Qiao Wanshu nodded, then shook her head.

It's not like she hasn't seen the world before. The Qiao family is much richer than here.

But, with such a luxurious layout, is this still a peaceful Buddhist place?

Mrs. Qiao heard her voice and was afraid that she would be misled and have some disrespectful thoughts. She quickly used the introduction of what she just said to explain: "Shu'er, you have to know that it is not just ordinary people who come to the temple to offer incense."

"There are also many princes, nobles, and wealthy businessmen."

"They often donate their wealth and jewelry to temples. Over time, they accumulate sand into a tower, and a little becomes a lot."

Of course Qiao Wanshu also understood these truths, so she listened a little absent-mindedly.

[To be able to accumulate so much wealth, Master Hongzhen really has a lot of skills. 】

[The face is also very stunning, amazing! But...this can't stop him from eating people! 】

[Let me think about it, the most famous person who was eaten by him should be Feng Shizi from the Duke's Mansion in the east of the city! 】

Mrs. Qiao was shocked.

She had heard this koan before.

At that time, Prince Feng went to Fulong Temple to offer incense, and after listening to Master Hongzhen's lectures and advice, he actually came up with the idea of ​​becoming a monk.

Immediately after writing a letter to the family, he wanted to become a monk in Fulong Temple.

I heard that Master Hongzhen said that since his fate in the world is over, it is better to practice in a temple and then become a monk again after his fate in the world is over.

From then on, he stayed in the temple, and occasionally letters from home were sent back to the government.

Could it be that he was eaten as Shu'er said?

There was an inexplicable chill in her heart, and she suddenly felt that the green smoke curling up in front of her eyes and the burning candles seemed a little eerie.

A burst of noise suddenly came from outside the Zen room, interrupting Mrs. Qiao's thoughts.

She walked to the door and opened it, and suddenly two people came in.

If he hadn't reacted quickly and jumped out, he might have hit Mrs. Qiao.

She took a closer look and saw that it was Qiao Jingchen and Qiao Jingyue who blocked the door just now.

"Jing Chen, Jing Yue, if you don't go back to your meditation room, why are you blocking my door and shouting?"

Qiao Wanshu also followed behind. Under the protection of Mrs. Chen and the nanny, she stumbled over, stood by the door, looked around, and shouted with a smile: "Grandma!"

The old lady took a closer look and discovered that there was also Old General Chen, sitting cross-legged at the door with a long sword in his arms.

"Father-in-law, you... what are you doing?"

Mrs. Qiao was completely speechless.

It's just that the two grandsons behaved strangely, but the old general, who had always been calm and steady, also became a little strange.

"Grandma, haven't we heard recently that there are many bandits and bandits in the mountains, so we are worried about the safety of you, mother, and Shu'er. So we decided that it would be safer to stay at your door."

Qiao Jinyue's mind was quick and he immediately came up with a good excuse.

A young novice monk who came to deliver vegetarian snacks said with an expression of embarrassment: "Dear donors, the meditation rooms for male and female pilgrims in this temple are separate. It is really against the rules to put them together like this."

"Besides, there are monks, soldiers and monks in this temple, who can protect all pilgrims."

Qiao Jingchen said: "After all, I only have one girl like this. Which of my grandmother and mother is not my closest relative?"

"I can't entrust their safety to others."

Then the argument started again. Before Mrs. Qiao could open her mouth, she saw Master Hongzhen floating over with a group of monks.

"The young monk heard what General Qiao said and can understand it."

"It's human nature to care about your loved ones. As long as it doesn't violate Buddhist precepts, some rules are not unreasonable."

"Since you are really worried, I'll let you down tonight and set up a tent in this courtyard to rest."

His speaking voice is extremely magnetic, even if he is just talking about ordinary things, it is as if he is preaching scriptures, and has a strange persuasiveness.

Qiao Wanshu hid behind her elder brother Qiao Jingchen's legs, only sticking out half of her head, just in time to meet Master Hongzhen's smiling eyes.

She felt cold and thought to herself: [It’s broken! Isn’t this the way I look when I see delicious food? 】

[Is it possible that not only am I the target of his meal, but even my grandmother and the others? 】

【I want to get a table together! 】

One sentence made everyone in the Qiao family start to panic.

Although it sounds ridiculous no matter how you listen to it, everything Qiao Wanshu has said so far has come true one by one.

They couldn't help but secretly increase their vigilance.

Soon, General Chen and others set up a simple tent in the yard.

But no matter whether they are people inside or outside the house, they are destined to have no sleep tonight.

No matter what thoughts I had in my mind, I still had to follow the original plan of coming to the temple.

Mrs. Qiao took her female relatives to offer incense, pay their vows, and listen to scriptures and sermons.

Time flew by so quickly, and soon night fell.

Qiao Wanshu kept insisting on refusing to sleep. It was useless no matter who said it.

Even if she was so sleepy that she kept nodding her head, she still had to hold her eyelids with her fingers.

But she was still young after all, so she fell asleep on the pillow not long after, and even snored lightly.

Mrs. Qiao tossed and turned, her mind always echoing the words Qiao Wanshu said during the day.

She suddenly heard someone whispering in the yard, and the moving figures were reflected on the windows.

Unable to sleep peacefully anyway, Mrs. Qiao decided to go for a walk in the yard.

She put on her clothes and got out of bed, walked to the door and just opened the door, she saw Qiao Jingchen suddenly pulled out the sword and shouted sharply: "Who!"

Mrs. Qiao was startled and frowned: "Jingchen, why are you so irritable!"

Qiao Jingchen quickly sheathed her sword and apologized, then asked tentatively: "Grandma, why didn't you go to bed and why did you come out?"

Of course Mrs. Qiao couldn't say that it was because she heard Qiao Wanshu's inner voice that she couldn't sleep and went out for a walk.

When she saw General Chen and Qiao Jinghan also emerging from the tent, she suddenly came up with an excuse.

"Jingchen, have you ever heard of some rumors about Master Hongzhen?"

"I have heard about it among some noble ladies before, and I always feel that everything will not come out of nowhere."