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Chapter 116: Small Broken Temple

The age of the small ruined temple is incalculable. It seems that it has been standing here alone in the memories of several generations of Song people.

There was no incense, no repairs, and no demolition. It was just slowly corroded by the years. Now it seems that even the shabby door panels have been removed.

Gao Wenchong and Wang Huan, two important officials of the imperial court, came here inadvertently and looked at the small dilapidated temple. The latter was somewhat absent-minded.

Gao Wenchong noticed the change in Wang Huan's expression and couldn't help asking.

"This temple has been in disrepair for a long time. The clay sculptures in the temple are beyond recognition, and the plaque on the door is also unclear. I don't even know which god is worshiped. Do you know if I can call him?"

Wang Huan shook his head slightly, with a self-deprecating smile on his face.

"I don't know, I just suddenly remembered that when I went to Beijing to take the exam, I was very poor. I had nothing but a box of books. In order to save money, I lived here for half a year. Time flies, forty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

, as if this ruined temple is still the same as before, unchanged at all."

The old man was filled with emotion at first, but then he felt mixed emotions.

When he was young, he was also a passionate scholar who devoted himself to serving the country. He loved this country and was talented and learned. After being nominated for the gold medal, he worked in officialdom for decades, from being a scholar in the Hanlin Academy to being a royal doctor. Although he stopped at the third rank,

But the power in his hands can make all officials fear him. Even the Prime Minister next to him is also under his supervision.

But even so, he was still conscientious and conscientious in his work for decades. He never took bribes or violated the law. No fewer than a hundred corrupt officials were impeached and dismissed from office under his hands.

As for him, he was brave enough to die at court and risked his family's lives to remonstrate with the emperor not to get close to the imperial advisor Lu Heng, nor should he surrender the Song Dynasty to the Twelve Divine Palaces.

Such a royal censor, looking at his life, deserves to be said to have a flawless life!

Gao Wenchong was slightly surprised. He had obviously known each other for many years, and this was the first time he heard his old friend talk about this past event.

As a result, he became more interested and smiled casually.

"So, we are wandering to your old Wang's former residence? Then we have to go in and visit. I want to see what a geomantic treasure the ruined temple where the Censor once lived is!"

Gao Wenchong laughed and walked inside immediately. Wang Huan also laughed, thinking that he was about to resign after many years of absence, so he might as well revisit his old place and recall the past without any worries!

The two of them walked hand in hand and approached the gate of the ruined temple. They vaguely smelled the aroma of bacon and felt even more surprised.

Could it be that there is a new owner in the temple?

The two looked at each other and smiled, and crossed the threshold with great interest. As soon as they entered the door, they saw a lot of bacon on display in the temple, and it was also smoked pork!

In addition, there was a cold-faced woman in green clothes sitting on the ground.

"Huh?" Gao Wenchong and Wang Huan were both a little surprised.

It has been a year since Bianliang City promulgated the beef policy. There have been no traces of live pigs in the city for many days, yet so much bacon is being made in this small ruined temple.

Moreover, who is this woman? She is so bold to disobey the holy order in the capital city of this country?

Gao Wenchong looked around with great interest, seeing that the bacon was shiny in color. Although it was smoked with ordinary herbs, it still exuded a pleasant meaty aroma. The production method was rough, but it still had the feeling of returning to nature.

The woman in green is naturally the Golden Elixir maid Xiao Qing. Five days ago, she made an appointment with Xie Changyuan to meet Princess Linyang, but when the time came, Xie Changyuan broke the appointment.

For this reason, Princess Linyang was furious and scolded Xiaoqing. The latter, also holding back a surge of rage, came to the ruined temple and waited for three days, intending to intercept Xie Changyuan.

"A monk can't run away from the temple!" Xiao Qing said in her heart.

Just now, when Gao Wenchong and two others entered the ruined temple, Xiao Qing also discovered them.

For a moment, the three of them looked at each other.




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