Man Bao couldn't help but turn his head and look at Bai Shan. When he turned his head again, the two of them smiled hugely at Magistrate Tang, so bright that they almost blinded Magistrate Tang.
Although he knew he shouldn't, Magistrate Tang couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine, as if there were ants crawling quickly along his back, and he shivered.
Magistrate Tang's eyes flicked between the two of them and asked: "But I remember that the government school usually has a three-day holiday on February 2nd. You came back yesterday and leave tomorrow?"
Bai Shandao: "I took two extra days off."
Magistrate Tang looked at him suspiciously, "Just to celebrate February 2nd?"
Bai Shan nodded and said, "Master Tang is here too. He is obviously very interested in the temple fair here. We come to the temple fair every year. If we don't come this year, it will feel like we are missing something."
Magistrate Tang smiled and stood up from the stone, "Since it's such a coincidence, why don't we go together?"
Man Bao nodded repeatedly and said enthusiastically: "We are familiar with this place. Magistrate Tang, can we be your host and take you around for a good tour?"
Magistrate Tang smiled and nodded.
The group of people walked together.
When Magistrate Tang saw that they were climbing up the mountain without taking a break, he couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you tired?"
Man Bao and Bai Shan turned to look at him and hesitated: "Master Tang, are you tired again? How about we take a break?"
Magistrate Tang raised his head and looked at the looming Taoist temple not far away, and said firmly: "No, I'm not tired."
So a group of people continued walking, but Magistrate Tang explained, "The mountain road here is relatively steep, so walking is tiring. Like Qixia Mountain, I climb it every year, and I can walk up the mountain in one breath."
"Really?" Man Bao glanced at their mountain, then thought about Qixia Mountain, and reluctantly agreed, "Yes, you can get on the bus at Qixia Mountain, but here we can only rely on walking, but we are used to climbing.
I don’t feel tired.”
Magistrate Tang asked curiously, "Do you often come here to climb mountains?"
"Yes," Man Bao said: "Every year on February 2nd, the temple fair, the Dragon Boat Festival in May, the Ghost Festival in July, the Double Ninth Festival in September, and the annual incense offering all require a visit to the Taoist temple. In the past, Mr.
He will also take us to climb high and look far."
County Magistrate Tang looked condescendingly at the stream of people still moving at the foot of the mountain, then thought about Mr. Zhuang's age, and sighed: "Mr. Zhuang is in good health."
Man Bao and Bai Shan nodded together, and then looked at Magistrate Tang vaguely.
However, the two of them are now planning to ask for something from him, so they can only praise others. How can they attack each other?
Man Bao praised him easily, "Mr. Tang, you are also very good. You see, the people climbing the mountain with us are still used to farm work. They have to rest twice on the way up."
Bai Shanze racked his brains and thought for a while, "Everyone is sweating a lot and is a little embarrassed, but you are still so handsome."
Magistrate Tang glanced at Bai Shan and said, "If you don't know how to praise others, then don't praise them."
He took out the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then opened the folding fan in his hand to fan himself.
Man Bao watched his folding fan tangle, and after a while he said: "Master Tang, it is not good to fan when you are sweating, and it is still cold in spring right now, which is not good for your health."
When County Magistrate Tang remembered that she was a doctor, he stopped holding the folding fan in his hand. He closed it calmly and asked, "How long until we arrive?"
"It won't be long. Just walk a little further, and this section of the road is very gentle."
Magistrate Tang then followed Man Bao and the others forward. As they went a little further, the road became smoother. Magistrate Tang saw many people coming up from another road. Most of those people were young and strong, carrying many people on their backs.
Holding an old man, or reaching out to support the old man.
Magistrate Tang couldn't help but exclaimed, and Manbao explained: "That's another road. That road is gentler and easier to walk. We usually take that road when we come to burn incense."
Magistrate Tang asked: "Then why don't we take that route?"
Man Bao said: "Because the scenery on that road is not as good as this one, and it is also narrow. Magistrate Yang invited the rich people in the county to build this road together, so it is easy to walk on."
Magistrate Tang didn't feel it was easy to leave at all. He looked at Bai Shan and asked, "Did your family also pay for it?"
Bai Shan nodded, "A little, but my family's income is small, my cousin, and the Zhang family and Liu's family in the county have the most income."
Magistrate Tang looked at him and said with a smile: "You are a rich man."
Man Bao nodded with deep understanding, and then said: "Local tycoon."
Bai Shan glanced at her and said nothing.
The Taoist temple is full of incense and bustling. Regardless of whether they bring incense or not, everyone who comes here must kneel down and pay homage.
Rich families, such as the Bai family, the Zhang family, and the Liu family, will also give some charity money to Taoist temples.
Of course, their treatment is also different. They go up the mountain to offer incense, and Taoist Shouguang and others free up the remaining rooms in the temple for them to rest.
There are not enough rooms, so they have built two new rooms in the past two years specifically for guests.
There is no way, the Taoist temple is becoming more and more prosperous, and more and more wealthy people are coming. They can't behave too shabby.
After using the money given by the pilgrims to repair the house, and the house was given to the pilgrims to live in, Daoxu quietly said to Manbao, "This money is equivalent to returning to them through our hands, but we are tired."
Ichiban. It’s so unworthy.”
Man Bao asked: "With so many people coming, is there no charity money left?"
"Yes, yes, it's just that the master used the money to buy rice, flour and medicinal materials. When the lay people who came up the mountain asked for medicine, the master gave it to them."
Man Bao said: "This is worth it."
Daoxu said: "But we are exhausted. Recently, we have copied less and less scriptures, and we have less time to meditate."
Dao He on the side said: "It can be seen that Man Bao is more suitable for cultivating Taoism than you. You have been blind for so many years on the mountain, and you still can't see things as clearly as Man Bao."
Dao He asked: "You are a poor Taoist, what do you do with money? It is useless to save it, it is just waste thread, it is better to spend it, take it from good people, and use it to good people."
Even Bai Shan couldn't help but applaud Dao He, saying: "Peace of mind has a long way to go."
Daoxu was unconvinced, "Money can be used for many purposes. At least we can eat meat, right? We are not bald donkeys. We don't have to stop eating. We can buy a lot of delicious food."
Man Bao burst out laughing and said, "Be careful next time Master Jiajie comes, I will tell him."
Daohe said she was "a complainer."
Dao He said: "Eating too much meat is not good for you. Don't always think about your appetite. Ask Manbao, is eating too much meat good for your health?"
Man Bao said: "It's not good for your body, but it's good for your mouth and heart."
Daoxu and Bai Shan laughed together with Manbao, while Daohe stood aside and watched them silently.
Man Bao was familiar with the people in the Taoist temple, but she looked at the flow of people inside and said to Magistrate Tang: "I guess there is no room for you to rest, but I know the little Taoist priests there. If you don't mind, I will go to theirs."
Have a rest in the room?"
Magistrate Tang looked at her and said, "I'm a little scared that you are so polite all of a sudden."