The Dark and Foolish King: The Fierce and Crazy Concubine Has Infinite Strength

"So Master, what is going on? Before you left, you told us that we would see each other again in ten years. Did you know that you would travel through time? Did you also know that we would travel through time as well?" Zenmu sat next to Puxuan and asked him curiously.

Pu Xuan smiled and nodded, admitting his guess, "Master has studied Qi Men Dun Jia and Zhou Yi Bagua deeply, so I can be said to be able to tell fortunes.

"So, I, the master, had already predicted that this adventure would happen in your destiny, and I also predicted that you would be like me."

"Then Master, what happened after you came here? Are you responsible for the glorious prosperity of Tang City?" Chanmu asked.

Pu Xuan only said that everything was fate. When he came here, there was a civil strife in Tang City. After learning about the situation, he found that the city lord was not a foolish and incompetent person.

He wanted to govern the country and be a wise monarch, but unfortunately he had no talent and was unable to do so, which led to more and more chaos in Tang City.

Pu Xuan couldn't bear to see this paradise on earth, Tang City, suffer disaster, so he went to the city lord and spoke boldly, wanting to help govern Tang City.

Xia Younan and the others learned what happened next from Jun Ziyao.

"So that's how it is. Then Master is really a blessing from heaven for Tang City!" Xia Younan sighed sincerely, and understood in his heart why Tang City's policies were so advanced.

"That's right," Jun Ziyao also quickly responded, "My father and the people all said so. They said that Master is the lucky star sent by God to save Tang City!"

Several people praised Pu Xuan, and then Xia Younan became interested. While rubbing Pu Xuan's shoulders, he asked him curiously: "Master, I was young and ignorant at that time and didn't know how to ask, but now I am really curious.

"What was your status before you became a monk? How did you adopt us brothers and sisters? And how did you raise more than 30 of us children by yourself? Where did you get the money to support us?"

These questions are not only what Xia Younan is curious about, but also what everyone present is curious about.

So after she asked the question, everyone fell silent, their inquiring eyes fixed on Pu Xuan, waiting for him to tell them about his past.

When they asked, Pu Xuan did not refuse. He took a sip of the tea from Zen Mu and told them about his past.

Pu Xuan said that his father was a wealthy businessman who was as rich as a country, and he was the only son of the businessman.

Logically, he should have lived a carefree life with a silver spoon in his mouth, but accidents happen and he suddenly fell seriously ill when he was five years old.

The disease was so severe and strange that the businessman searched all over the world for famous doctors but none of them could cure him.

Just when he was dying, a monk came. After seeing Pu Xuan, he asserted: This boy was born with the appearance of a Buddha and has a connection with Buddha. He must become a monk in this life to be safe.

No one should have believed such a fallacy, but the businessman saw that his son was only breathing his last breath, so he gave his son to the monk with the mentality of trying everything possible.

It is strange that after the monk took Pu Xuan in, he did not seek a doctor or ask for medicine. He just shaved his head and accepted him as his disciple.

Pu Xuan, whose life was originally hanging by a thread, miraculously recovered and his body returned to normal condition.

The merchant now believed it completely. Although he was reluctant, in order to save his son's life, he had to give his son to the monk to adopt him.

Afterwards, the monk took Pu Xuan back to the temple and taught him to chant scriptures, meditate and practice Buddhism. During every festival, he would take Pu Xuan home to visit his parents.

In this way, Pu Xuan grew up under the influence of Buddhism, and the merchant couple passed away one after another when he was in his thirties.

The merchants had been doing business for their entire lives and had a fortune to their names. Puxuan was their only son, so naturally, the fortune fell into Puxuan's hands.

Pu Xuan regarded money as dust and did not take the huge sum of money seriously. It was not until the war and famine that he realized that money can save lives!

In that era, the people who were devastated by war and famine were suffering terribly. Every family had to tighten their belts to make ends meet, and a bag of rice or a bag of noodles could be exchanged for a living person.

The wild vegetables on the hillside were pulled out until not even the roots were left, and all living creatures that could move in the water were captured and eaten.

In this environment where everyone is in danger, ignorant people still want to continue their family line by having children one after another.

But after giving birth, they found that they could not afford to feed their children. Some children starved to death due to lack of food, and some people were too cunning and did not want their children to starve to death, so they threw the problem to others.

First, a couple placed their child at the gate of the temple where Pu Xuan was. They thought that the monks were compassionate and would not watch their son starve to death. They would definitely find a way.

Just as they expected, Pu Xuan and the master picked up the child and took him into the temple, where they fed and fed the child well.

This made the child's parents very happy. They returned home happily and recommended the temple to their neighbors and friends, saying that the temple on a certain mountain provided food and drink, and the monks would help feed the children.

As soon as the news came out, it spread like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, spreading throughout the area for miles around.

Those who were poor and could not afford to raise children were overjoyed. They threw their children at the gate of the temple overnight and used moral blackmail to force the monks to raise their children.

I was thinking in my heart that I would take the child back after he grew up.

From then on, children began to appear in front of the temple where Pu Xuan worked. Sometimes two children appeared at a time, and sometimes even more than ten children appeared at a time.

Although Pu Xuan and his master felt helpless, they had no way to deal with it. They were monks and they certainly could not stand by and watch people die. They could only accept everyone who came to them.

During that period, the number of children in the temple reached more than 500!

So many children need enough food and enough people to take care of them.

How could the temple have so much money? So Pu Xuan used the inheritance left to him by his parents to feed the more than 500 children.

A few years later, Pu Xuan's master passed away, people survived the disaster, and parents who could afford it began to bring their children home one after another.

But the temple became famous overnight, like a free orphanage, and became a perfect place for some parents to abandon their children. Some people even drove thousands of miles to abandon their children.

Zenmu and thirty-three other people were born in modern times. Their parents did not want to or could not raise them for various reasons, so they followed the wind and threw them at the gate of the temple. Once they left, no one ever looked back.

Pu Xuan still had no regrets and raised them with great difficulty using the huge inheritance left by his parents.

More than 30 brothers knew that their parents would not come to pick them up and gave up hope.

They grew up in the temple since childhood, had an understanding of Buddhism, and had deep feelings for the temple and Pu Xuan, so they became monks together and became Pu Xuan's disciples.

At this point, the life stories of Pu Xuan, Chan Mu and others became clear.

Xia Younan listened quietly, tears welling up in her eyes.

How ridiculous! Children abandoned in times of war and famine were all picked up by their parents, but these children abandoned in peacetime have no relatives to take them home.