Six-Year-Old Baojiao Is Busy in Building a Kingdom

Chapter 107: Tample

Hearing Wang Zhuangzhi's voice, Rong Qingyan suddenly opened her eyes, and opened the curtains to look at him.

"Sir, this car doesn't work very well. If I were to offer you a hundred taels of silver, would this carriage be able to go to the Qing'an Temple?"

Tomorrow morning, he will return to Beijing. He had finally come out today, and he was unwilling to meet Xiao Liu.

Hearing about a hundred taels, the groom who had just spoken to Wang Zhuangzhi hurriedly said, "You hired me to drive the carriage, there is no reason to change people in the middle of the road, give me half an hour, and I'll definitely feed those horses."

Seeing the open-eyed groom, he jumped out of the carriage and rushed into the nearby forest in search of hay.

Wang Zhuangzhi was stunned when he saw this. Sure enough, money is a good thing. The groom was just struggling to hold on, but when he heard that someone else took the money from him, he ran faster than the rabbit.

Rong frowned and instantly opened the curtain, and with the support of the magpie, he descended onto the Wang family carriage.

"Master, can you give me a ride with a hundred taels of silver?"

Even if there is no money, we can get a ride along the way after getting acquainted. Wang Zhuangzhi nodded and smiled and invited him to get into the car.

Nurse Zhao inside the carriage saw the young lady and the magpie getting into the other person's carriage, and she shouted anxiously: "Miss Si, there's still this old slave!"

Rong Qingyan rubbed her temples, and called out to the magpie.

The magpie heard this and rushed out and shouted: "Mother Zhao, you and the groom will be waiting here. Remember to feed the horse well, and you have to ride it while going down the mountain."

Mother Zhao's face changed several times when she heard that, and she scolded the talkative magpie half-dead, and waited to return home to see how she handled it.

Magpie and Mammy added: "What the servant girl said was what Fourth Miss meant."

Mother Zhao choked when she heard that, although she was dissatisfied, how dare she not listen to Fourth Miss, her attitude changed drastically, and she obediently responded with a smile on her face: "The old servant listened to Fourth Miss, Murai, please take care of Miss Si during this trip. If there's a delay, I'll ask you!"

Magpie smiled, "Mother, I understand."

The train started to go,

Jiaojiao saw two additional people coming out of the carriage, and she was happy that she put all the babies into the carriage.

The cloth bag that mainly held the Golden Buddha treasure was heavy and heavy, and it was too difficult for one person to carry it, so Jiaojiao put it in space casually, thinking that he would take it out after going up the mountain to find a place where there were no people.

Er Ya and Xiao Li were playing in the swimming pool in the backyard in the morning, they had never seen Rong Qingyan before, and they stared at her veil curiously.

Liu Zhihua did not have a good impression of them because of what happened in the morning, so he simply closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Three pairs of shining eyes stared at him through the veil. Looking around at the baby in this car, the white baby and the sticky rice in the middle were out of place.

Jiaojiao felt that she was looking at him, so she smiled brightly, waved her little hand and said in a candle-like voice, "Hello, sister ~"

"Well, you're very nice." Rong Qingyan's voice softened slightly, and she had a good impression of this white and glutinous girl.

Erya also began to ask boldly: "Sister, why are you covering your face?"

Rong Qingyan replied: "It's easier to travel."

Xiao Li shook his head, tilted his head and whispered to his sister, "Sister, he must have a scar on his face, or his face is too dark to see people."

"No, no, I see my lady every day. My lady's skin is white and has no blemishes. She's so pretty." The magpie hurriedly explained.

"Who are you?" Xiao Li tilted his head and looked at the magpie.

Before the magpie could speak, Erya noticed the mole around her mouth with her sharp eyes, looked at her strangely and said, "Sister, I recognize the mole in your mouth, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know that mole in your mouth, I heard the matchmaker say it was a delicious mole, sister, are you very nice?" eat?"

"Of course it's good. I like horseshoe cakes, butterfly cakes, and crystal mud cakes..."

Even though everyone thought they were talking in a low voice, the carriage was huge, and they saw the crows having fun chatting with them, and they felt relaxed upon hearing it, so they let go.

Qing'an Temple is located on the top of the mountain. Because of its remote location, few walkers come and go to worship Buddha.

When he reached the front yard of the monastery, Wang Zhuangzhi stopped his carriage.

The entrance gate of the Qing'an Temple was just a simple wooden door, not even guarded by monks.

"Miss, slow down..."

Murai took the lead to help the lady get out of the car.

"Darling, come and hug me." Jiaojiao was hugged by Liu Zhihua and got out of the car.

Erya and Xiao Li also ran out of the car, and they looked around curiously.

Erya was a little disappointed, and muttered, "This is a little different from the monastery I imagined. Are there not many monks in the monastery who chant the scriptures? Why is it so quiet here? It's scary."

"Sister, I think there's a monster here?" Xiao Li looked around warily, his small face filled with seriousness, and he pursed his mouth seriously, and those who did not know really thought there was a monster.

Erya snorted, raised her hand and knocked on her younger brother's forehead, "The stupid base, monsters are most afraid of this place, and they came here to seek their own death."

"Buddhist religion is the most taboo religion to make a scene, you two lower your voice."

Wang Zhuangzhi, who had tightened the carriage, came and said.

Er Ya and Xiao Li closed their mouths and did not speak anymore, they looked around with round eyes. Like them, there was Rong Qingyan and her maid, Magpie.

"Miss, do you think the place we're looking for is right? Why is the Qing'an Temple so depressed?"

Magpie looked at this place with a hint of hesitation. How could such a precious person like Liu Gongzi raise his body in such a place.

Looking at the dilapidated Shimen, he curled his fingertips and pursed his lips in silence.

"Come, let's look inside." Wang Zhuangzhi whispered.

A group of people passed through the wooden door and stepped one level after another. Their knees were a little sore and tired before they reached the other bright red wooden door.

At the same time, a young teacher who was carrying water happened to pass by, saw them and asked, "Are you here to worship the Bodhisattva?"

"That's right, little master, do you know where Master Xu Yi is?" Liu Zhihua asked with both hands.

The little master heard that he asked about the chairman again, so he shook his head and said: "If you want to worship the Bodhisattva, you can go to the courtyard by turning left at the small gate. As for our chairman, he entered the closed door to practice yesterday and saw no visitors."

Hearing this, Liu Zhihua and Wang Zhuangzhi looked at each other, feeling a little disappointed.

"Thank you, little lord."

After speaking, Wang Zhuangzhi led his family and walked towards the direction indicated by the little master.

Rong Qingyan did not move, but stopped the little master and continued asking: "Little master, do you know where Rong Liulang's training ground is?"

Hearing that, the look on little master Rong Liulang's face changed, he hurriedly shook his head while holding onto the water, "I don't know, I am a disciple outside of the courtyard, I'm a student outside of the courtyard, so I can't go into the yard."

After he finished speaking, the man left in a hurry.

Murai scratched his head and said in a low voice, "How can you talk about the Sixth Young Master, he is like a rat looking at a cat, how could the Sixth Young Master be so terrifying."

"Don't say much." Rong Qingyan's voice was a little serious.

Murai was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head, grabbed the tip of his shirt and said, "Miss, this slave is wrong."

"Okay, let's go to the yard first."