Two days later it was time for Jincheng’s monthly incense gathering.
If it were normal, the streets of Jincheng would already be crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder. It would be difficult for people to pass, let alone horse-drawn carriages.
Now there are only a few people on the streets of Jincheng. Every house is closed. Carriages can occasionally be seen passing by on the streets. They are all wealthy families who are deeply rooted in Jincheng and do not want to leave. They rush to the largest temple in Jincheng to burn incense and worship Buddha, praying for this blessing. The disaster will be over soon.
There were also people from poor families among them. They also went to pray to God to bless them. They also got up early and rushed to Putuo Temple.
Putuo Temple was originally in disrepair for a long time, but as Jincheng extends in all directions, Jincheng becomes more and more prosperous and lively, which makes Putuo Temple very popular. After dozens of abbots, Putuo Temple has now been accepted by the royal family as a royal temple and has been repaired. Luxurious style.
Today's Putuo Temple has long been reborn and famous.
The closer you get to Putuo Temple, the more pilgrims you can see coming to burn incense, and people from other counties also come here.
An Xiyue and his party got out of the carriage leisurely because they found out that Mrs. Ma, as a great philanthropist, would bring a group of concubines other than the horseman to Putuo Temple to donate money and pray to the Bodhisattva to protect Jincheng's safety.
Ma Dachuan is rich, and no matter how much money he donates, it is just a drop in the bucket for him. However, for ordinary people, the money donated by Ma Dachuan is enough for ordinary people to eat for several lifetimes, so the news of Ma Dachuan's donation is When word spread, everyone rushed to Putuo Temple.
He is even more grateful to Ma Mansion and treats Mrs. Ma as a living Bodhisattva. Who would have thought that Ma Dachuan is actually the moth that gnaws at the foundation of Jincheng. Without profiteers like Ma Dachuan, the people of Jincheng would live a much better life.
Suddenly, a bright figure appeared in everyone's sight.
I saw Lin Jingxian wearing a white gauze skirt wrapped around her graceful waist, and wearing a white gauze curtain hat on her head. Her beautiful face was like a shadow, with a hazy and mysterious feeling, which instantly attracted many pilgrims. Frequently frowning and admiring.
"Miss, Jincheng is really big, and it's really grand here."
The maid followed Lin Jingxian closely, holding an umbrella to protect her from the sun. Along the way, they seldom traveled around and accompanied the eldest lady to do good deeds. Although the scenery was endless, they were also very tired. They had to work with her every day. The refugees came into contact and suffered from this torture for almost a month as they walked from Kyoto to Jincheng.
It's rare to relax and have fun in Jincheng. Everyone's face naturally has a flowery smile, which is in sharp contrast with other pilgrims.
Pilgrims passing by looked at and exclaimed: "Which lady is so beautiful?"
"Yes, yes, even the maid is stunningly beautiful. It's really pleasing to the eye."
Pilgrims who came from afar to offer incense recognized her as the fairy who had served porridge in Linxian County. They all looked at her in awe and screamed: "I saw this fairy in Linxian a few days ago. Why did you come to Jincheng to give porridge to the village? Tsk tsk, this is the real living Bodhisattva, a living Bodhisattva with beautiful people and kind heart."
At the same time, even the maids around Lin Jingxian also followed suit. They all raised their necks like peacocks, sweeping away the dissatisfaction and resentment of the previous days.
Immediately, Lin Jingxian walked up the mountain with a more graceful step, a smile on her face, twisted her waist, and went to the Bodhisattva in person to donate a staggering amount of sesame oil money. This caused another commotion from the pilgrims, who all cheered. .
