Hongqiaofang is actually not noisy. It is a quiet courtyard. The only advantage is that it is very close to the prefect's Yamen, less than a hundred meters walk.
A man of about forty years old came out of the side door of the magistrate's office and knocked on the door.
"Mr. Yu, I have a new jar of peach blossom wine. I know you like fine wine, so I brought it to you specially. Please don't dislike it, sir." This man's surname was Liu. Although he was a moderate manager, he was still respectful.
As soon as the wine was served, Mr. Yu inside really stayed.
Mr. Yu is in his fifties or sixties, but he looks about forty years old. He has black hair and pale skin. Although he has an ordinary appearance, he has a good temperament. At first glance, he seems to have the air of a virtuous man. p>
But my usual behavior is not that of a master. Not only does she like fine wine, but she is also a bit lustful. At this moment, I am hugging a singer and drinking with her mouth to mouth.
There were several maids nearby, squeezing his shoulders and legs.
This rotten scene made Manager Liu twitch his eyes, thinking that this old man is really blessed.
It's a pity that they have face with the prefect. These maids and singers are obviously raised by the prefect's yamen. Even the housekeeper has to support them. He is such a small steward, so he can only say nice things and make them happy. p>
"I said, Lao Liu, when you come here, you must not only invite me to drink. Tell me, is there something wrong?" After drinking for three rounds, Mr. Yu held a wine glass in his hand, squinted his eyes, and asked directly.<
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After all, he is not stupid. With the appearance of Manager Liu, it is obvious that he will not go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything.
"You really know what's going on." When Manager Liu's purpose was revealed, he didn't beat around the bush and said with a smile: "Mr. Yu, it's like this. I do have something to do here, and I want to trouble you. I wonder if you have time.
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Mr. Yu looked at it with a half-smile but not a smile: "Tell me what it is first. If I can help, it doesn't matter if I do it. If I can't help, it's useless no matter what you say."
Manager Liu cursed secretly in his heart, with a bit of flattery on his face: "Don't worry, this matter is not difficult. I have a relative whose father died not long ago. For the sake of future generations, I want you to help me look at it."
Look at the cemetery..."
Before he finished speaking, he was rejected directly by Mr. Yu: "Manager Liu, you can just ask any Feng Shui master to handle this kind of thing, why don't you come to me?"
He sneered, obviously feeling underestimated.
Manager Liu had expected that Mr. Yu would not agree immediately, so he lowered his voice and said, "It is said that those who are capable work hard. As a relative, I only trust experts like you. No, as long as you are willing to go and take a look,
I’ll give you one hundred taels of silver and treat you to a drink.”
"One hundred taels?" Mr. Yu, who was just lying in the singer's arms with a disapproving look on his face, slowly sat up straight after hearing this number: "Really?"
"How can this be false? If you ask an expert like you to take action, if the number is lower than this, it is impossible for me to agree?" Manager Liu said hurriedly.
Mr. Yu stroked his short beard and pondered for a moment. Not to mention, he was really tempted.
One hundred taels is not a small number. Nowadays, apart from food, clothing and accommodation, a guest's annual income is only 20 taels of silver.
Two, it’s not easy.
Thinking of this, Mr. Yu nodded: "Since I am your relative, I will go there for your sake."
As if he was not interested in money, Manager Liu naturally would not lift the fig leaf and immediately said: "That would be great."
"When will we go?" Mr. Yu asked again.
Manager Liu was afraid of a long night and many dreams, so he immediately said: "It's best to go now."
"Time is so urgent? It seems that these hundred taels of silver are not so easy to get." Mr. Yu snorted with dissatisfaction. The words were a bit unpleasant, but he still stood up and ignored the singer. He just said to
Manager Liu said: "Let's go!"
Manager Liu cheerfully led the way. Anyway, this so-called relative was just a lie, and Mr. Yu couldn’t blame himself if he complained.
Knowing that Mr. Yu was stingy, even a small steward couldn't use the ox cart in the house, so he simply didn't bother and hired a car.
"Is the place far away?" Mr. Yu asked again before getting on the bus.
Manager Liu said hurriedly: "It's not far, but it's just outside the city."
Isn’t it far outside the city?
Mr. Yu's eyebrows suddenly drooped, but thinking of the one hundred taels of silver, he endured it again: "Call me when you get to the place. I'll take a rest!"
After saying that, he got on the bullock cart, occupied the place directly, closed his eyes and rested.
The oxcart can accommodate two people, but Mr. Yu’s position will be eliminated.
"Okay! I'd better be in front!" Manager Liu was unhappy, but he endured it for the promised introduction fee of fifty taels. He leaned next to the driver, and the ox cart started to move.
The ox cart left the city and headed straight for the place pointed to.
When we were almost there, Mr. Yu asked from behind: "Where are you running to?"
Are you asking now? Manager Liu made a slanderous comment and had to answer.
"Water Temple?" Mr. Yu was startled when he heard that the place he was going to was a water temple outside the city. This was strange.
Manager Liu explained: "There is a deceased person staying at my relative's house. I can't invite you, sir, to come to the house. How unlucky would that be? You are an expert, so naturally you are not afraid, but do you still want to go back home?"
"The Water Temple is not far from his home, and it is a place that can be found out by asking. Going there will save the coachman from not knowing him, which will waste time."
When Mr. Yu heard this, he realized that this was the truth and stopped talking about it.
There was nothing to say all the way. When we arrived at the place, Mr. Yu, who had closed his eyes and meditated in the cart before getting off the cart, opened his eyes.
Because Manager Liu was getting out of the car, he didn't see Mr. Yu's eyes flash red for a moment.
"Why do you feel something is wrong here?" Mr. Yu's originally lazy expression immediately changed a little.
"And I originally thought it was a fake temple, but I didn't expect..."
Is it true? When I passed by here before, the entire water temple had no aura and was dim. But now I can see that there is a aura flickering in front of me.
"Mr. Yu?" Outside the oxcart, Manager Liu asked in confusion.
Mr. Yu just got out of the car. The moment his feet landed on the ground, a trace of black air that was invisible to the naked eye rushed towards the water temple, but was blocked by white light.
"I didn't expect it to have some aura." Looking at the water temple in front of me, the initial surprise slowly disappeared.
Although there is no true god in this water temple, there is indeed some residual spiritual energy. It must have been that a true god has visited before. There is something interesting about such a place.
Mr. Yu twitched his lips, and when he looked at Manager Liu, there was a trace of scrutiny in his eyes.
I thought it was just an ordinary matter of making money, and I had to act according to the rules of the human world. It was by relying on these rules that I was able to live peacefully in the human world for decades, and my Taoism also improved accordingly.
I didn’t expect that it would be such a coincidence that we would meet at the Water Temple. Is this a coincidence or a test?
If you are tempted, go back to the prefect and you will beat another steward to death.