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Chapter 311 Fate

"Relationships are something you have to work hard and fight for yourself. A broken sign can mean nothing. It's all money fraud. In the future, we will build a temple, invite a few monks, and write all the signs in the sign tube.

The signature must be more than the money they charge for incense..."

This is actually a very profitable business. Tang Ning has even thought of ways to make money. What everyone wants is a good sign, a happy mood, and naturally more money for incense. She can also sell some small items that have been blessed by eminent monks.

Yes, the investment is small and the return is high, which is more cost-effective than opening any store.

Tang Ning was comforting Tang Yaoyao like this, but when she turned around, she saw several monks looking at them, with somewhat unsightly expressions on their faces.

"Let's go, let's talk about it when we get back..."

He decided to comfort Tang Yaoyao on the way back. If he got into a fight with the monk in the temple later, he didn't know if Tang Yaoyao could withstand the Arhat Formation or the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation by himself.

As soon as a few people walked out of the temple gate, they saw a group of people walking in front of them.

Chen Yuxian looked at him and said in surprise: "Ning'er, why are you here?"

Tang Ning said: "There is no one at home, so Xiao Yueyao and I will go out for a walk."

Mother-in-law took Xiao Ru Xiaoyi and the others to two temples. Since they met, Tangning waited for them to finish before going back together.

When he walked into the temple gate again, Chen Yuxian looked at Tang Yaoyao and said, "I heard that seeking marriage here is particularly effective. Yaoyao, you should ask for a fortune teller here..."

Tang Ning rubbed the center of her brows. Fairy Tang was upset after asking for the lottery, but her mother-in-law's words made all his talk just now in vain.

After they finished worshiping the Bodhisattva and asking for their fortunes, Tang Ning was taken by a young monk to a wing in the backyard. There were fast meals provided for pilgrims and a temporary resting place.

It is said that it is provided for pilgrims, but in fact only a small number of people can enjoy this preferential treatment, and this small number of people do not care about the vegetarian meals in the temple.

Therefore, Tang Ning was the only one in the Zen room. He was not picky about food and had been through hard times for quite some time. The green vegetable and white porridge tasted quite familiar.

Besides, he had eaten a small bowl of Tang Yao Jing's boiled dumplings for most of the day, and he was a little hungry at the moment. No matter how bad the vegetarian meal was, could it still be as bad as Tang Yao Jing's dumplings?

Tang Ning was in the Zen room, eating green vegetables and white porridge with gusto. Outside Xing'an Temple, an extremely luxurious carriage slowly stopped.

Two figures got off the carriage. The older woman looked at the dazed girl next to her and said, "It's hard to get out of the palace for once. Be happy. Don't worry about things you haven't decided yet."

She pointed to the temple next to her and said, "I heard that asking for fortune-telling in this temple is very effective. I'll take you to see it and ask about good or bad luck."

She held the girl's hand and walked into the temple. Not long after, a monk came out to welcome them and respectfully invited them to a quiet room.

The woman held the girl's hand and comforted her: "I have asked my father. The court has not started discussing this matter. Before the Yuan Dynasty, the court was in recess. There is still half a month left. What might happen?

What happened?"

The girl was obviously worried and in a bad mood, and kept her head down and silent.

"Amitabha..." Not long after, an old monk walked in and said, "This poor monk has met Princess Pingyang and Princess Anyang."

"Master, there is no need to be polite." Princess Anyang looked at him and said with a smile: "I brought the princess here this time because I want to ask for a lottery. However, there are many people in front of the temple. We have special status and it is difficult to show up. I wonder if Master can do it?"

Just for convenience?"

"Amitabha." The old monk nodded, looked at a young monk behind him, and said, "Mingxin, go get the lotus tube."

The young monk ran out of the meditation room and quickly took out a lotus tube.

The old monk looked at her and said, "Your Highness, please draw a lot from it."

Princess Anyang looked at Zhao Man and whispered: "Take one."

Zhao Man looked down at the lottery tube, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and pulled out a lottery.

The princess of Anyang leaned over and read: "How about I go to Tailai, which is so close, and leave the gentleman to the mountain for a while? If I hear good news about tigers and rabbits, I am determined to be busy and have nothing to do..."

"This is the lottery from above." The old monk said: "Your Highness, the princess, is indeed a person with profound blessings."

"Did you hear that? Master said it was the best sign." Princess Anyang patted Zhao Man's hand, looked at the old monk, and asked, "Master, what is the meaning of this sign?"

The old monk clasped his hands together and said: "This hexagram is a sign of blessing in misfortune. Everything that is bad in advance is good in the end. The explanation is: Change hemp to get silk, strike people's feet to see clearly, and get good fortune due to disaster. I don't know what the princess wants to ask.

?”

Princess Anyang looked at Zhao Man who was still in a daze, turned around and asked: "What if you are asking about marriage?"

The old monk thought for a while and said: "The hexagram says that the princess's marriage will be in the year of the tiger and the rabbit, which is the first two months of this year."

A look of surprise appeared on Princess Anyang's face. She looked at Zhao Man and asked, "Master, can you be more specific?"

The old monk nodded and said: "This is the sign of Hai Palace. Yinmao is wood in the east, fire is in the south at noon, gold is in the west in Shenyou, water is in the north of Haizi, and Hai is in the north... According to what the sign says, the princess's marriage will be in

North, and within these two months.”

Princess Anyang clasped her hands together and said, "Thank you, Master, for clearing up the confusion."

"Amitabha." The old monk recited the Buddha's name and said, "If nothing happens to the princess, I will leave first."

Princess Anyang stood up and said, "Master, walk slowly."

After the old monk and the young monk left, Princess Anyang looked at Zhao Man in surprise and said: "This sign says that in the first two months of this year, your marriage will be in the north, and the Kingdom of Chu is in the north..."

All of this is fate, Xiaoman, why are you worried? Maybe the Prince of Chu is really your rightful husband..."

Zhao Man did not show any joy on her face. She stood up and said, "Sister Anyang, I want to go out for a walk alone."

Princess Anyang said: "I will ask two guards to follow you."

Zhao Man shook his head and said, "No, I won't go far."

After she walked out of the room, Princess Anyang looked at the two guards behind her and said, "Don't let the princess appear within ten feet of you."

"Yes!" The two guards responded and immediately walked out.

"The fortune-telling lottery here is really effective. My cousin's second daughter asked for one at the beginning of last year, saying that her marriage would be this year, but she got married at the end of the year."

"Isn't that right? I asked for one for my daughter last year. The master said that her marriage would be in the south. Then the matchmaker came to the door and she was indeed talking about a family in the south..."

"The good ones are accurate, and the bad ones are also accurate. Widow Wang from our village asked someone to sign a lottery, saying that her marriage was not going well. The next day she found out that her husband had a vixen outside..."

"Isn't she Widow Wang? Where did she get her husband from?"

"If you don't find out, you will become a widow..."



The front hall of Xing'an Temple is crowded with pilgrims, but the back hall is extremely deserted. Only distinguished guests can enter.

A figure looked dazed and walked aimlessly in the temple. Today was a temple fair, and there were many female pilgrims in the temple. Those who could enter the backyard were all of special status, but no one stepped forward to stop them.

The figure walked somewhere in the backyard, looked up, and saw the three characters "North Wing Room" written on the plaque above.

The aroma of porridge wafted out from the side room.

There was a strange sound, and she rubbed her belly, and then she remembered that she hadn't eaten anything all day today.

When I smell the faint aroma of porridge, I feel extremely hungry in my belly.

She stood at the door of the wing, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Tangning had just finished a bowl of porridge, and when she was filling up the second bowl, someone walked in from outside the door. He raised his head and glanced casually, then lowered his head to continue eating. The next moment, as if he thought of something, he raised his head again.

He started and looked over.

He saw Zhao Yingying standing at the door, staring directly at the porridge in his bowl.

He thought for a moment, handed over the bowl in his hand, and asked, "Would you like a bowl?"


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