The charming empress is too good at fishing, and the ruthless emperor has fallen

The carriage traveled slowly and leisurely for half a day before finally arriving at Fatan Temple in Mao'er Mountain.

The temple is built on the mountainside. The mountain road is not difficult to walk, and the horse-drawn carriage can travel smoothly all the way.

When the carriage stopped, Jing Shu lowered the curtain and got off the carriage one after another with Qi Mingzhu.

Lu Zan and Qi Jin also got off their horses and came to their side.

At this time, the maid sent by Princess Qing was already talking to the young novice at the temple door. I don't know what she said. The young novice nodded to her, and then came to Jingshu's side with the maid.

"Miss Ying, I have already made an agreement with this young master. He will take you to see the host later. The princess has something to do and is waiting for me at the palace, so I will leave first." The maid said, and said to her. Jingshu blessed herself and left in a carriage.

"Female donor, please come with the young monk." Seeing this, the young monk immediately said to Jingshu.

"Then I'll have you, little master." Jingshu curled her lips, looked at him, and stepped into the temple.

Today, there seem to be an especially large number of pilgrims coming to the temple to offer incense.

As Jingshu walked along, he saw an endless stream of pilgrims coming and going.

Not long after, the little novice monk led a few people up the steps and climbed to the main hall of the temple where gods and Buddhas are enshrined.

Here, many people are already seriously offering incense.

Jingshu saw that there was a monk who was here to interpret the fortune-telling, so she said to the little novice: "Little master, I want to pay homage to the Bodhisattva here first."

"Female donor, please." The little novice monk said and waited patiently.

Jingshu stepped forward and asked Liu'er to get some silver to add some incense. Then she took a stick of incense from the monk on the side and bowed to the compassionate Bodhisattva in front of her with a pious and earnest expression.

Then, she drew lots again, picked up the lot and asked the monk to interpret the lot.

"The female benefactor has signed the lottery. Something bad may happen next. It seems that we have to ask our host to help with the method to turn bad luck into good luck." The monk glanced at the signature and said, Looking at Jing Shu, his eyes looked up and down on her body, and he caught a glimpse of her protruding belly. A flash of lust appeared on his face, and then he pretended to be serious and said, "However, this signature tells the poor monk that women The donor’s pregnancy must be a boy!”

When he said this, behind Jing Shu, Qi Jin, Qi Mingzhu and Lu Zan all showed a trace of mockery.

All three of them knew Jingshu's life experience.

From her lineage, the first person to look up must be a daughter.

Jing Shu also had a somewhat half-smiling look on her face.

She heard what the monk was saying.

Just listen to him say: "Over the years in Fatan Temple, many women who are unable to conceive have come to ask for a child. As long as my brothers and I work hard, we will be able to conceive nine times out of ten. This little girl is so beautiful. She looks like she has been loved by a man, but the baby in her belly is not a boy, and if my brothers and I try harder, she will be pregnant!"

"I don't know what to call this master?" Jing Shu asked.

"The name of the poor monk is taboo." The monk replied with a smile on his face.

"Okay, Master Jijie, I will remember you." Jing Shu glanced at him, then turned and left.

But when he turned around, a cold murderous intent flashed across his eyes.

It had to be said that since leaving the palace, this was the first time that she had such a strong desire to kill someone.

"Female donor, please follow the young monk this way." At this time, the young monk who had led the way stepped forward and said.

Jing Shu glanced at him, nodded, followed him around to the other side of the hall, went out through a door, walked along the verandah, and walked all the way to the backyard of the temple.

There are also several Buddha statues enshrined in the backyard.

Further back, there are Zen rooms.

The little novice monk led the three people around, and finally came to the largest Zen room. He knocked on the door, and a powerful voice inside said: "Come in."

"Female donor, please come in. Our host is waiting for you all in the room." The little novice monk opened the door and said to Jingshu and others.

Jing Shu responded and stepped in.

Lu Zan, Qi Jin, and Qi Mingzhu followed inside.

I saw that there was also a Buddha statue enshrined in this Zen room. However, this was not the majestic Buddha statues outside, but a happy Buddha.

When Qi Mingzhu saw the statue of the Happy Buddha, she stared at it carefully with some curiosity.

Qi Jin pulled her to the other side, not allowing her to look, and then looked at Jing Shu.

Jingshu glanced indifferently from the golden statue of Happy Buddha, and then looked at the middle-aged monk who was sitting on the Arhat couch in front of the window, meditating with his eyes closed, that is, the abbot of Fatan Temple. He had celebrated the celebration before. The Master Jikong mentioned by the princess.

Her guess was absolutely correct.

This Fatan Temple says it is about praying for children, but in fact it is about practicing joyful meditation.

However, Joy Zen is a dual practice Zen method and is not accepted by the public.

But in Jing Shu's view, these so-called monks didn't know how to practice Zen at all. They were clearly using Happy Zen as an excuse to deceive women from good families and do dirty things between men and women, which was extremely hateful.

At this time, Master Jikong had also opened his eyes and looked at the people in front of him.

His expression was calm, but in his heart he looked at these handsome men and women with some amazement, especially when he caught a glimpse of Jing Shu and Qi Mingzhu, his heart was ready to move.

Lu Zan caught a hint of lust flashing through his eyes, and immediately narrowed his eyes dangerously, a murderous aura passing between his eyebrows.

"Several donors, please sit down. I heard from the princess that Miss Ying wants to pray for the fetus in her belly, but is this the case?" After a moment, Master Jingkong said, with a sanctimonious look on his face.

"That's right." Jing Shu sat down at the side, "I was asking for a fortune in the main hall just now. Master Ji Jie said that my fortune is a lower fortune. He said that Master Jingkong has a way to resolve it. I wonder how Master plans to resolve it for me."

"There is a way to resolve it, but I'm afraid the others have to avoid it." The corners of Master Jikong's lips curled up, "This method of my monk is quite secretive and should not be exposed to outsiders."

"Oh? Could it be that what the master said was joyful Zen?" Jingshu was too lazy to make excuses with him and directly exposed him.

"Miss Ying knows about Happy Zen?" Master Jingkong saw that there was no disgust on her face, and he thought she was willing, and his eyes immediately lit up.

I thought in my heart, yes.

Princess Qing wrote a letter, saying that Miss Ying is a licentious woman whose belly was made bigger by some wild man. She is the most suitable person for Huanxi Chan, and tells him not to worry about her identity at all, as a licentious woman like her , when she tastes this joyful Zen, she will not be willing to do anything to him, and will treat him as her husband from now on.

"There is a golden statue of the Joyful Buddha placed in the master's room. How could I not know?"

Jing Shu heard his thoughts and immediately glanced at him with a half-smile and said bluntly, "However, the master has deceived so many innocent women and cheated so many men with this joyful Zen. How many times has Master Jikong died?" Only in this way can all sins be washed away in front of the Buddha. I really don’t know this.

"No, I made a mistake. The sins committed by a perverted monk like you cannot be washed away. Even if you die, you cannot atone for your sins, so you should be made worse off than alive."

As soon as she said this, Master Jikong's expression suddenly changed violently!