"If we can't save the millions of people in the world, then we can start by saving the tens, hundreds, or even thousands of people within our reach. How about that?"

Censor Yuan’s old body shook violently.

Over the past ten years, he had been so frustrated that he lost all his ambition and was no longer willing to get involved in court affairs. When he was demoted to the Southern Capital as an imperial censor, he reported for duty.

I have never thought about what the master said.

Is it only worthwhile for him to save millions of people?

Aren’t the lives of those oppressed people before us worthless?

Is he too concerned with character and reputation and forgetting his original intention of entering the officialdom?

He was really blinded by one thing and had been possessed for many years. Only now was he awakened by the master's words!

After coming to his senses, Censor Yuan looked at Chen Qingzhu with genuine admiration in his eyes.

From the moment he learned that she had organized her followers to provide disaster relief, he knew that this temple master was not what he had thought.

She has divine power, but she is not supernatural. Instead, she cares about the common people and is willing to do her best to seek welfare for the suffering people.

One is to try one's best to save the victims, and the other is to persuade him to return to the court.

Guanyin, who saves people from suffering.

Such a temple master is worthy of being the divine messenger appointed by Master Cihang!

"Thank you for your guidance! Yuan knows what to do next."

Seeing his face suddenly brighten up, Chen Qingzhu showed a satisfied smile, waved his hand, and another bottle of fairy dew flew in front of Yuan Yushi:

"Take this bottle of nectar. It can strengthen your body and prevent colds."

"No, no, no, Master, this is too expensive!"

Censor Yuan quickly refused.

"Yuan Yushi is a rare good official. He needs to live for a few more decades to benefit more people. If he dies of a cold due to the cold weather, it will be a loss to all the people in the world!"

Then, she said solemnly without question, "This is also a gift from me on behalf of the Heaven. You must drink it."

It would be a pity if such a capable and virtuous minister like Yuan Yushi died so early.

Under the pressure, Censor Yuan subconsciously picked up the elixir and drank it.

In a short while, I felt warm all over, and I felt lighter and lighter, as if I were ten years younger.

When I came to my senses, I felt ashamed:

"Master, this..."

Why did he drink it for some unknown reason?

I haven’t repaid the previous favor yet, and now I owe the temple master another big favor.

Chen Qingzhu waved his hand, not caring much:

"This is nothing to me. Well, go back and stay with your wife. I want to practice in seclusion."

This is already an order to expel you.

Censor Yuan didn't know what to do, so he had to leave first.

Huiyun happened to run into him when she was coming back from seeing Old Madam Yuan off. Seeing that he looked a little at a loss, she was secretly curious.

As soon as everyone left, Huiyun ran to Chen Qingzhu impatiently and asked curiously:

"Master, what did you ask Censor Yuan to do? He seems to be in a difficult situation."

Chen Qingzhu did not hide anything from her and told her the conversation they had just had.

Huiyun couldn't help but laugh and tease:

"It seems that the abbot really admires Master Yuan, and even asked us at Cihang Temple to make an exception and do business at a loss!"

Chen Qingzhu raised his lips slightly and said meaningfully:

"I admire him, but it's not necessarily a loss-making deal, right?"

Even if he ultimately failed to meet her expectations, she didn't feel at a loss.

Just think of it as Chen Qingzhu, who was once an ordinary citizen, expressing his gratitude to this good official who cares about the world and works hard to save the people.

Besides...

"Who is Yuan Yushi? With his character, he will not default on his debts. The more favors he owes, how can he tolerate not paying them back?"

People like this are soft-hearted and do not respond to harsh treatment.

Only by retreating in order to advance, and taking things step by step, can you gain his true loyalty.

This is enough for now.

Huiyun looked at the determined smile on the face of her own abbot and seemed to understand something.

Although I still don’t understand what the master of the temple is planning, it is definitely a big game.

As a subordinate, she can only wait and see the amazing results.

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