Mr. Tang was originally a member of the Ministry of Revenue. He had been an official in Beijing for twenty years, but he could not be promoted. He simply retired and returned home. With his years of savings in his official business, he bought some land in his hometown and became a free farmer.
Over the years, Mr. Tang has cultivated his character and studied poetry and books, and has accompanied his wife to the temple to worship.
At his age, he did not insist on his own ideas, studied at home and went to the temple to worship Buddha.
However, the disaster has caused chaos to make Tang House a mess.
He was old and was extremely precious, but he didn't expect that his only beloved daughter would get crazy, and the specific situation was even more shameful.
"Let me go, let me go!"
On the bed, her graceful body kept twisting, her body was wearing only a layer of gauze, and her mouth kept making tempting moans.
The usually dignified lady of the Tang family is now full of laughter and struggles desperately, singing that tune from time to time.
"What kind of convention does it have to be?"
Mr. Tang was so angry that he stamped his feet. The wife was holding a handkerchief and sobbing.
The maid and servants were driven far away. They could not see such a scene. There were too many people and talkative things. If it spread, the lady would not have to be a human being in the future.
"Come on Master Zhenye!"
Master Zhenye is a monk from a nearby small temple. He was invited to chant scriptures in the house. It happened to be the same, and he used his magic weapon to calm the crazy lady.
After a moment, a monk walked over quickly, sweating profusely.
"Hurry up, Ying'er is crazy again. Master, save her!"
When the lady saw Monk Zhenye, she was like catching a life-saving straw and begging desperately, "Ying'er is only sixteen years old. Now she is crazy. Do these shameless things. How can she marry out in the future? Master, show your compassion!"
The bitterness appeared on the corner of Monk Zhenye's mouth and patiently advised, "Donor, I will do my best, but it's too difficult for me to ask the monk from Fuyuan Temple to come!"
"We have invited it, but there has been a big event in Fuyuan Temple recently, and the monks cannot escape."
Mrs. Tang beat her chest, "I am only at my age, but if he makes any mistakes, I will not live anymore!"
Mr. Tang was even more calm and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, "Master Zhenye, you helped you last time. My little girl had already settled down, but she suddenly became serious today. Please take a look!"
Monk Zhenye nodded, "I do my best."
He tore off two balls of cotton, stuffed them into his ears, then turned his back and walked back into the room.
Miss Tang was still rolling on the bed, moaning louder and kept shouting, "Let me go, I want to find him, let me go!"
Monk Zhenye sighed, took out a wooden fish from his arms, threw it out with his backhand, drew out a beautiful parabola, and landed on the bed seven or eight meters away, which happened to fall on Miss Tang's forehead.
The wooden fish emitted a circle of soft light, and Miss Tang became much quieter, and her hands, which had been struggling violently, began to calm down.
If you look closely, Miss Tang's wrists and ankles were tied with satin strips, and her hands and feet were subjected to violent friction, and they were red, swollen and broken, making them look bloody.
Monk Zhenye sighed, and then his expression changed drastically.
A clatter came from my ear and the wooden fish cracked.
"Not good, something big is not good!"
Monk Zhenye quickly stepped out of the room and bowed to Mr. Tang and his wife, "I am helpless. Mr. Tang asks Gao Ming for another request. If you want to be quick, Miss Chi will be unable to save her life!"
His changes were unexpected to Mr. Tang and his wife.
"Master, you?"
Monk Zhenye shook his head repeatedly, "My wooden fish magic weapon was originally quite powerful, but I used it twice in a row and it was very exhausted. I just wanted to suppress the lady's condition for the time being, but this time the counterattack was too powerful."
"The wooden fish magic weapon cracks and can only last for half a day. After half a day, if there is no expert to save me, please feel sorry!"
The lady cried out, "What should I do if the master? Mr. Zhang's daughter was tied up by a rope because of madness. She broke her bones and died of blood."
"Our Ying'er can't!"
Mr. Tang gritted his teeth, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Master Zhenye, I have troubled you these days. If you have any trouble at home, I won't leave you much."
He sent Monk Zhenye to the back door and asked his servants to provide money, grain and cloth, "I would like to ask Master Zhenye to keep it confidential."
Monk Zhenye refused a few times, "I can't save the order from the daughter, so I don't have the attitude to accept it. Please rest assured Mr. Tang, monks will never speak randomly."
After seeing off the monk Zhenye, Mr. Tang turned around and ordered the servants to close the door, and no visitors were allowed to come in.
"But, go and get the plum vase on the bottom of the shelf in my study!"
The old housekeeper with gray hair and hair was following him since Mr. Tang went to Beijing for the exam. He was definitely a confidant. Hearing this, his face changed, "Master, this..."
"You won't go!"
Mr. Tang turned around and left, wiped the corners of his eyes, and returned to the door again.
"Master, what should I do? Even Master Zhenye can't save Ying'er. Let's go to Fuyuan Temple again and beg those masters!"
The lady cried so hard that her handkerchief was soaked, "We offer so much incense money every year, they can't stand it and refuse to save her!"
Mr. Tang closed his eyes and said, "Do you think I don't want to? I've already inquired. Fuyuan Temple is about to receive a monk. The monks from all over the temple cannot be pulled away. It will be useless to come to ask for it at this moment."
He had been an official in Beijing and knew the truth. It was like in winter in the capital. When the emperor came to patrol the city, the government had to drive the beggars and vagrants out of the city in order to keep the streets clean. No matter how many people were frozen to death, they could handle the errands.
In any environment, at any time, there will be victims to please the superiors!
The difference is that the one who is now sacrificed is his daughter, Mr. Tang.
At this time, the butler held the plum bottle and couldn't bear it, so he walked over gently, "Master, bring the things!"
The lady was in tears. She had never seen the plum bottle before and asked, "What is this? Is it a spiritual medicine given by the court?"
Mr. Tang gritted his teeth and spit out two words, "Poison wine!"
There is a bird in the world called "王", with black body and red eyes, purple and green feathers. It uses poisonous snakes as food in its life, and its feathers are one of the most poisonous items in the world.
No matter whoever takes a sip of poisonous wine, he will die without exception.
When Mr. Tang was an official, he knew the dangers of the officialdom. If he was not careful, he would be crushed to pieces and accumulate this poisonous wine. Once disaster strikes, the whole family will drink poisonous wine and stop it.
He was lucky enough to have a good ending. He hid the wine in the study and had not moved. Unexpectedly, he moved it out after all today.
The lady instantly realized that she was going to poison her daughter. She was both panic and fearful, and grabbed Mr. Tang with both hands.
"Master, you can't. Even if you don't have any tiger poison, Ying'er is your only daughter!"
The lady knelt softly on the ground, grabbing Mr. Tang's clothes, "Let me drink it. If you die, you won't have to see this tragic incident!"
Mr. Tang's eyes were filled with tears, "Madam, let Ying'er be relieved!"
The couple was speechless. After a moment, they hugged their heads and cried bitterly.
Suddenly, the butler rushed forward quickly, "Master, Madam, the servant sent out is back!"
Mr. Tang's eyes were red, and then he realized that he had left a wave of servants, waiting at the gate of Fuyuan Temple. Seeing the scene in front of him, he actually invited the "high monk" back!
"Open the door, please come in!"
Chapter completed!