After rebirth, I became a national teacher

Chen Qingzhu was taken to a room as warm as spring.

As soon as you come in, the delicious smell of food hits you in the face.

There was a round table in the house, with nearly ten dishes of pork, duck, chicken and fish on it.

In the cold winter, this table full of steaming and delicious dishes is quite attractive to people who have been relying on steamed buns to fill their stomachs for several days.

Beside the round table, besides the abbot, there sat a nun wearing a monk's hat, with beautiful features and skin as white as snow. There was a sufficient charcoal basin burning in the room. Although the woman was wearing a monk's robe, it was made of silk, slightly padded, and the collar was open to her chest, revealing her snow-white spring color and a bright red mandarin duck playing in the water bellyband. If you get a little closer, you can smell the sweet fragrance of the powder on her body.

Looking closely, the woman's face was fully painted with rouge, powder, eyebrows and lips.

When she raised her hands, she saw that she was wearing two jade bracelets of fine quality on both hands, and two golden gem rings on her fair fingers.

At a glance, I saw the dormitory behind the moon gate, a carved bed, a pink gauze curtain embroidered with a happy Buddha, and a peach-pink brocade quilt cover.

From people to objects, nothing looks like the pure Buddhism.

The woman was originally talking to the abbot with a charming smile, but when she saw Chen Qingzhu, she looked him up and down:

"Is this the new junior sister who came a few days ago? After taking good care of herself and dressing up, she is quite pretty."

The abbot said indifferently:

"You do have good aptitude, but I wonder if you have the same comprehension as me. Some people are stubborn, so it doesn't matter how good they look."

After saying that, his eyes fell on Chen Qingzhu:

"You haven't eaten enough these days, right? How does it feel to be hungry?"

"Of course it's uncomfortable." Chen Qingzhu replied.

The abbot smiled a little:

"If you are obedient, not only can you eat as much as you want from the dishes on the table, but you can also wear gold and silver like your Senior Sister Huiyun, and live a more luxurious life than you do in the mansion."

Chen Qingzhu looked at the jade bracelet on the hand of the charming nun, showing an excited look, and then greedily looked at the dishes on the table:

"What do you have to do to be obedient?"

The abbot glanced at her:

"I just went to the city with my master to perform a ritual to help some dignitaries get rid of disasters and solve their problems."

Chen Qingzhu naturally didn't believe it:

"Is it really just a ritual?"

The abbot said:

"You are not a virgin, so I will speak frankly. The misfortunes of the nobles can only be eliminated within the bed curtains."

Chen Qingzhu was shocked and said:

"Girls and boys should not sit together at the same table when they are seven years old. I am the concubine of Marquis Jingnan, so how can I easily meet a man from another family? Master, I am only here to pray for the Marquis's mansion. The Marquis will take me back soon. Please don't go too far!"

The abbot smiled sarcastically:

"Go back? It seems like you haven't woken up from the dream yet."

"I have seen many concubines like you who were sent here by the mistress! Not to mention that you were not favored in the first place, even if you were the favorite of the master in that mansion, no one can go back after coming here. If your marquis had any affection for you, he should have locked you up in the small Buddhist temple in the mansion instead of sending you to a Buddhist temple that has nothing to do with the mansion!"

Chen Qingzhu seemed to have suffered a great blow, but murmured:

"No, I don't believe it. The Marquis will definitely take me back!"

The abbot sneered:

"Someone, take her back and continue to wake her up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huiyuan and another strong nun came in and pulled Chen Qingzhu out.

After the people left, Huiyun commented:

"This person is short-sighted, not a fool. Master, there is no need to ask the people from the Discipline Hall to take action."

The abbot picked up the tea bowl and drank a sip of tea, saying disdainfully:

"She is indeed a wimp. It seems that if we starve her for a few more days, she will obey everything. When she comes to her senses, you can teach her well."

"Yes."

*

So, Chen Qingzhu was taken back and locked up again.

This time, she had finished her steamed buns and had to go hungry.

But she was not in a hurry. At most, she could catch a few mice and roast them. There was nothing else in Jingci Temple, but the mice were quite fat.

The one she had caught earlier also had its legs broken and was tied to the wall with straw.

Before you can no longer hold on, it is still important to practice.

Thanks to her previous shallow and greedy appearance, Jingci Temple did not persecute her harshly, simply not giving her food.

However, that night, when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, a slight thud suddenly came from the utility room.

Chen Qingzhu opened his eyes and saw something wrapped in straw paper lying on the ground near the window.

Someone threw something in through the gap in the iron-barred window.

When I opened it, I saw two steamed buns made of mixed grains.

Each one is only the size of a fist.

Out of caution, she broke off a little from each one and fed it to the mice, then continued to practice in the grass nest in the dark.

An hour later, he was sure that the mouse was fine and then he ate the steamed bun with the cold rain dripping from the window.

The next night, the same thing happened.

This time, Chen Qingzhu saw clearly the person who came in to steal things.

Under the moonlight, one could vaguely see a very long scar on the man's face, running diagonally across the entire cheek like a centipede.

"Thank you."

Chen Qingzhu said.

The man did not reply, and his figure quickly disappeared from Chen Qingzhu's sight. On the third night, he still gave her two steamed buns.

On the fourth night, the man did not throw anything, but instead tapped the bars on the window twice.

Chen Qingzhu thought she might have something to say to him, so he walked to the window.

This time she saw the kind-hearted man clearly. He was wearing tattered monk's clothes and had a weathered face covered with long, hideous scars.

Her expression was cold and hard:

"They may drug you tomorrow. If you don't want to submit, you can do what I did. However, those people will not let you go easily either."

As he said this, he handed in another paper bag, then turned and left.

Under the moonlight, her back was staggering, and it was obvious that one of her legs was lame.

Chen Qingzhu opened the paper package and found two steamed buns made of mixed grains and a piece of porcelain with sharp edges.

I understood her hint in my heart.

However, she probably won't be able to use it.

That night, it snowed heavily, and the next morning, there was a thick layer of snow in the yard.

The reason why she remembered the weather so clearly was because she was beaten to death on this day in her previous life.

Before that, she had endured seven days and seven nights of torture without even the chance to ask for death.

Knowing that someone from the Zhang family's direct lineage was coming, she would be executed today. She thought she would feel relieved, but in the end, the pain of being beaten by a stick was no more unbearable than torture.

In order to vent the anger of the Zhang family, Pei Xiao specifically instructed the executioners not to hit her in fatal places so that she would die quickly.

She was beaten with a hundred sticks.

The torture only tormented her skin and flesh, but the stick smashed her flesh, broke her bones, and shattered her internal organs. Every moment, she felt excruciating pain!

She watched her blood dye the snow beneath her red, becoming redder and spreading farther and farther, before she breathed her last in extreme pain.

She tried to tell herself that she would not fall to the same level as in her previous life, and that she would avenge herself and her daughter in her previous life in this life. Only then did she calm her surging emotions and continue to concentrate on circulating her spiritual energy.

After practicing until noon and feeling hungry, Chen Qingzhu banged on the door of the utility room.

It would take another eight days to reach the first level of Qi Refining, but Jingci'an would not have such good patience, so she had to take the initiative.