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Chapter 751 Who will be the minister of Xinguanglu Temple?

The old Taoist priests and others had long known from Qin Liuxi that Grandma Liu had practiced Yin'er's destructive magic. She did not dare to kill someone in her village, but instead dragged her to the remote hillside and burned her.

Nowadays, the pile of black charcoal firewood mixed with gray ashes, illuminated by the rising sun in the morning, makes people feel uncomfortable in their hearts.

They suffered so much during their lifetimes and their bodies were still exposed in the wilderness after their death. What those people did was really not humane!

The old Taoist priest stepped forward, recited the Purana Sutra once, burned a few pieces of yellow and white paper, and then said: "Collect them all."

Sanyuan took out a pottery urn from his backpack, read a verse, and then started to collect the ashes mixed in the black charcoal and carefully put them in the urn.

The master and apprentice joined hands and collected all the bones of Du Juan's mother and son when it was approaching the second quarter of the morning. They did not leave, but just sat there and waited for Qin Liuxi to arrive.

Qin Liuxi didn't keep them waiting for long. After they waited for a small week, a few people arrived.

Sanyuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them.

I didn’t get deceived, I finally came.

Qin Liuxi saw the pottery urn wrapped in black cloth, looked at the charred area, pursed his lips, and said to Teng Zhao, "Let's get started."

Teng Zhao took off his backpack and started to get things. Sanyuan saw him and stepped forward: "What are you doing?"

"Give them transcendence."

Sanyuan was stunned for a moment, then he also helped, took out some food and lit incense candles.

Qin Liuxi sat aside and folded gold ingots. The old Taoist priest watched and saw that she moved quickly and the gold ingots she folded were of excellent quality. He looked at the sacrifices and sighed in his heart.

It is also a great good.

Qin Liuxi personally recited the rebirth mantra for Du Juan's mother and son, burned new clothes of gold and silver, and overcame all the suffering, and the resentment disappeared. Du Juan returned to her beautiful and gentle appearance, hugged her son, and thanked several people.

"Thank you so many heavenly masters."

Du Juan and the others left.

Qin Liuxi asked Sanyuan to carry the urn, find a place with beautiful scenery and bury it, and then set up a tablet with the names of Du Juan and Du Xiaobao written on it.

After dealing with these matters, the group of people went down the mountain towards Licheng.

When he came, it was the carriages and horses arranged by Lu Xun. After taking care of the affairs of the Wei family, he left first because of official business, so when he left, it was the carriages and horses arranged by the Wei family. Because there were more old Taoist priests and apprentices, Qin Liuxi had more preparations.

Got one.

As for why I didn’t take the Yin Road to get better, of course I taught and traveled on the road, not to mention that I had two disciples by my side, so how could I teach if I didn’t teach at this time.

So, along the way, Qin Liuxi caught two children and taught herb identification and skills. Sanyuan was a shameless person and knew how to seize opportunities. He ignored Teng Zhaowangchuan's jealousy and followed Qin Liuxi.

class.

In other words, he has been a disciple of Qingping Temple since then. It is normal for Qin Liuxi, the young master of the temple, to give lectures and teachings to the disciples in the temple.

Qin Liuxi was happy. Talent is important for those who join Taoism, but diligence is more important. Sanyuan himself will find opportunities to make progress. So what if she teaches her? She is still a person who teaches Qingpingguan. If she is asked, there are many such motivated Taoist priests.

It would be nice to have a hundred or ten.

There are so many people who can fight. It's great to think that anyone can carry the banner.

No, she has one more person to teach.

After Sanyuan listened to a few classes, he felt that there would be no harm without comparison. What he had learned before was all words, not skills.

Seeing how to better grasp the essence, how to introduce the door and use it for one's own use, there is always a feeling of enlightenment and enlightenment for those who watch the teachings. He also identified a lot of herbal medicines.

The old Taoist priest felt Sanyuan's sorrow, but he didn't feel guilty at all. The waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead. He had an old bone and was beaten to death on the beach.

Sanyuan: Bah!



As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, when Qin Liuxi and his party are slowly strolling back to Li City, the talent show in Beijing is already in full swing. It is the time when autumn is getting stronger, and there are more nobles in Beijing appreciating the autumn, so much so that in Beijing there is another

Things happened after dinner, such as someone's concubine and brother-in-law got their shoes broken, or someone's honest mother-in-law was actually an evil mother-in-law who knew how to tease her daughter-in-law. These are the most common things, and they would be gone after just a few days.

Already.

The most discussed topic was that Qin Yuanshan, the former minister of Guanglu Temple, made a mistake during the big sacrifice last year and was blamed by the saint. However, this year's sacrifice was worse than last year and almost caused the saint to be injured. After checking, it was found that the remnant of the former Prince Jia had done it, so

, the new Minister of Guanglu Temple has been wearing the third-level official title for less than a year. He was even more miserable than Qin Yuanshan. He directly ransacked his house and sentenced Qiuhou to be beheaded.

Some courtiers went to Mount Qin and Yuan Mountains, which was really an injustice. They should be pardoned from the crime of exile and restored to official status.

As for the position of the Minister of Xinguanglu Temple, although there are some evil factions, it is still fought over by various parties. After all, he is a third-rank official.

The saint was so noisy that he had a headache. He entered the harem and had nowhere to go. Although Concubine Meng had already sent her servants to say that the young prince missed his father and was always clamoring to go to court to pay homage to him.

The saint was a little offended by this move at first, but it became annoying after too many times, especially when An Chenghou, who was vying for the position of Guanglu Temple Minister, actually got involved.

The saint knows that he already knows the destiny, but the prince has not yet been appointed. There are so many princes, everyone wants to fight for it, especially the voice of establishing a prince is getting louder and louder. The prince's concubines are even more troublesome.

To compete for favor.

Today this person will give you a sweet soup, tomorrow that person will give you a stew, and the day after tomorrow the other person will tell you that he has made up a new dance.

Nothing is pure.

But when it comes to purity, there is no debate about it?

"Let's go to Changxin Palace."

That is Snow Concubine's palace.

When Snow Concubine heard that the saint was coming, she didn't do anything. She just asked the palace servants to prepare snow-water scented tea and a plate of chestnut cake. After getting dressed, she went to wait at the entrance of the palace.

When the saint arrived, I bowed and served him to his seat, then he personally made tea with boiled water. He spoke little as usual. There was also a faint fragrance of flowers and fruits in the palace, which was not as good as the luxurious spices used in other palaces, but it was refreshing and pleasant.

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When a cup of snow chrysanthemum tea was served, the sage smiled: "Why use chrysanthemum?"

Concubine Xue is not pretty. Compared to Concubine Meng, who is the most gorgeous in the harem, she is just like a little jade. Her temperament is as pale as a chrysanthemum, and she doesn't talk much. But when talking to her, she always gets to the point.

"Autumn dryness, chrysanthemums reduce fire." Snow Concubine pushed the chestnut cake over.

The saint smiled again, and followed the conversation by talking about who would be the Minister of Guanglu Temple. He also complained about who would be unlucky for this position. He almost started fighting over it. Finally, he said: "I'm old, and they can't sit still."

Already."

These words are somewhat cold.

Snow concubine didn't reply.

"Xuebi, tell me, who do I want to be the Minister of Guanglu Temple?"

Snow Concubine frowned: "You are not allowed to interfere in politics in the harem." Before the saint could say forgiveness, he added: "Also, I don't know who is who."

The saint laughed heartily. He had forgotten that this Snow Concubine was a poor girl with no natal family behind her and no children to fight for. She usually did not even associate with palace concubines. How could she know a few officials?

Xue Bin refilled his tea and said softly: "It's better to use old people than new people. It's better to use old people than new people. You can trust me."

The saint was slightly startled, should he use an old man?


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