There was even an adult who had been in the old position for more than ten years, but was promoted, which made the adult cry on the spot. He thought that when he went back, he must ask his wife to donate more to Shantang. This donation of silver is not a big deal. At the end of the year, although the court prohibited the purchase of officials, is there still less business to buy officials every year? How many people know how much silver I spent during this period? This time it was only ten thousand taels of silver, but it was a flat handful of silver on the official position. It was impossible to spend as much money as it was.

Prince Jun lifted his chin very high, and Chen Dingshan also looked arrogant. Lin Shangshu always smiled humbly. Fortunately, he asked his wife to donate a sum of silver. In fact, he didn't think too much at the beginning. He just thought that the Lin family had suffered a great disaster, but later it turned danger into safety. This sum of silver must be donated. But he didn't expect that he showed his face in today's court and was praised by the emperor. Judging from the emperor's intention, he would probably be promoted again.

As expected, this life cannot be forgotten.

God still blesses kind people.

The ministers who were not praised were increasingly dissatisfied with their wives. They were obviously invited by Princess Jun. Could it be that they thought at midnight that they just wanted their little money, something with long hair and short knowledge. Look at them, they could be promoted if they lost 10,000 taels. Why was it not their turn to do such a good thing? Even if they donated 50,000 taels, they were willing to get the visit of Master Jingkong and get the honor of the emperor. But the face of the emperor's house was so great.

After the minister who was praised, he praised his wife a little after returning home. Of course, the relationship between the couple became even more harmonious. He hurriedly donated some, and the more they had to donate, the better.

At the door of the Good Hall, there is a good person who has donated the names of the people who have donated the silver on it. The rankings on it are changing every day, and the silver above is also the silver above.

Master Jingkong is a paradise. He has always been unmoved by money. Every donated silver is published so that those good people can learn about it.

Luo Henglu poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Master Jingkong.

"I want to thank you this time."

"No need," Master Jingkong took the cup and said with a smile, "Even if you don't look for me, I will be able to help. I'm afraid it will be cold again in winter, and I don't know how many people will be frozen to death. Now that I have such a good hall, I don't have to worry about whether I will freeze to death and starve to death."

"I will help you stare at Shantang," Luo Henglu also poured himself a cup of tea. He stranded his sleeves, his movements were casual but also had some calm and nobleness. The young man had a handsome face, calm and soothing, his eyebrows were as good as before, and he did not have a trace of aggressiveness.

"What time have you updated now?"

Master Jingkong put down the cup again, and he was a little uncertain for a while.

“Twenty-fourths.”

Luo Henglu gently shook the teacup in his hand, "What, why did my uncle ask me about my age?"

And this uncle made Master Jingkong laugh again, "You kid, haven't called me uncle for a long time." Master Jingkong gently plucked the Buddhist beads in his hand. He became a monk at a young age and was used to it in his life, but he had always had a good relationship with this little nephew. Of course, Luo Henglu was also the one who stayed with him the most.

"Yun Yi, you are really old," Master Jiang Kong stopped his nephew's cheek, which looked particularly like a god. "If your mother was here, I'm afraid she would slap you in the face. Your father had already learned to walk when you were like you."

"Well..." Luo Henglu also chuckled, "Uncle should know that I don't like staying in Beijing, so I really didn't think about this."

Now it is time to think about it. Master Jingkong stretched out his hand and placed it above Luo Henglu's head, which also made him dye his body with some fan fragrance. The fan fragrance was reunited, and fate came naturally.

"You have another disaster in your life, and someone must stop you."

"I will naturally block my calamity."

This is what Master Jingkong has always told him that he has a kalpa, and no matter what this kalpa is, he will deal with it himself without needing others.

"But you should get married, too," Master Jingkong knew that this nephew might not even get married, so he was unwilling to get married. But even if he didn't get married, this thing would always happen and would always happen.

"Yun Yi, you are born with hardships, but she has many disasters in her life. Only by blocking your disaster will she be peaceful. You really don't want to know who she is and what she looks like?"

"When did my uncle become a charlatan?"

Luo Henglu has always disbelief of these divine power words. Perhaps Master Jingkong can assert that the future and knows the ability of life and death, but he has always just determined that the fate of a person is always in his own hands.

His life cannot be controlled by heaven.

"Is there really no one in your heart?" Master Jingkong didn't believe that it was a human being, and there would always be a moment of being moved. Luo Hengwu was no exception. He was a little cold-hearted and said coldly, but he didn't want to leave it, so he was really heartless and despairing.

Love is born from people. If a person has no love, then living will have no meaning.

When people eat grains, they have all kinds of emotions, and sentient beings means nature.

Luo Hengli gently stroked the cup in his hand with his fingertips, "It seems that there is nothing."

"I promised your mother," Master Jingkong still felt uncomfortable and heavy when he thought of his sister who died early. However, the dead were gone, and the living was like this. He only wanted their heroic spirits to rest in peace. Perhaps they had already been reincarnated as human beings, but they would no longer meet again.

"Yeah," Luoheng didn't know, "What have you promised her?"

"Promise to see you marry your own children."

Master Jingkong stood up, still tugging his Buddhist beads in his hand.

"If you don't want to do it anymore, I can only ask the emperor to give you a marriage."

"Can you try it uncle?"

Luo Henglu just raised the corner of his lips. The emperor could give him a marriage or let him marry a woman casually. However, no girl liked to live a life of widowhood.

He was not very passionate about men and women.

Master Jingkong just smiled, but there was a sense of profoundness in his eyes.

There is nothing absolute in life unless you are a god, but you are not a god or an immortal. As a human being, there will always happen unexpectedly in life.
Chapter completed!