Liu Qingge had a lot of thoughts in her heart at the moment.
Aunt Xia was tortured terribly in her Liu family, and she never said a word about her father. Even Feng Nantian didn't know whose child her mother was pregnant with.
Lin Pianran called her Qingzhao as soon as he saw her.
Food for thought indeed.
"Go and check, go and check for me, who is this Qingzhao?" Liu Qingge said in a deep voice.
"Yes." Qingshu responded immediately.
Liu Qingge gave orders to Qingshu and took Cuiliu to the monastery at the back.
White Horse Temple is already very popular with incense, and aristocratic families often worship Buddha statues here, but most of them do not bring them back, but place them in the temple to receive the incense every day.
As soon as Liu Qingge explained her purpose of coming, the monk in the temple asked her to wait aside.
Not long after, I saw a young monk walking towards me. There was an air of elegance between his brows, as if time had not left any trace on his face. His eyes were as deep as the sea, as if he could see everything in the world. , dressed in plain monk robes, with elegant temperament, giving people a peaceful and profound feeling.
If it weren't for the identity mark on his body, Liu Qingge wouldn't have believed that person was actually the abbot.
The abbot gently twisted the beads in his hand and was shocked when he saw Liu Qingge. He stared at Liu Qingge for a moment before coming back to his senses and said, "This benefactor, do you want to welcome a Guanyin back?"
Liu Qingge nodded, performed Buddhist etiquette and said, "Master, I wonder if I can do something convenient."
The abbot smiled and said: "Yes, yes, but can you satisfy my curiosity?"
Liu Qingge was startled. She didn't know what kind of curiosity she could satisfy the abbot.
But looking at the shocked look on his face just now, it seemed as if he saw some secret from her.
She suppressed the doubts in her heart and said with a calm smile on her face: "I wonder if there is any place down here that can satisfy the abbot's curiosity."
The abbot waved his hand, and all the monks retreated. He looked at Liu Qingge and said with a half-smile, "I have never seen a person with Feng Ge and the Son of Heaven in his body." Life."
As soon as these words came out of Cuiliu's mouth, he pulled out the long sword from his waist.
"Don't be rude." Liu Qingge put Cui Liu's sword back into its scabbard and said to the abbot, "Master, you know how to read faces."
"In the past, I always felt that I could read people's faces, and I could tell a lot about that person with just one glance. It wasn't until I met the donor that I realized that I was very ignorant."
Liu Qingge smiled and said: "Well, since the master is very talented and has little knowledge, don't read people's fortunes from now on. If you don't get a good look, you will be killed. I'm afraid it won't be good."
The threat in his words was palpable.
There seemed to be no fear in the abbot's eyes: "Sikong has never been afraid of death in his life."
After saying that, he laughed, and that hearty laughter seemed a bit weird in this temple.
Sikong?
It seemed that she had heard this name in her previous life. A few years after Song Jingrong became the crown prince, he made Sikong the national counselor.
Now it seems that Sikong may actually have some abilities.
"Master is not afraid of death, but it is not good to involve others."
Seeing the smoke filling the air, not long after, two monks pushed the door in with the Buddha statue: "Abbott, the Buddha statue is here."
Liu Qingge took a look and saw that the face of this statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva was lifelike. At a glance, he seemed to be able to feel the compassion and power of the Buddha statue, which made people feel admiration and gratitude.
She bowed: "Thank you, Master Sikong."
It's like nothing happened before.
Sikong smiled meaningfully: "You're welcome, Shopkeeper Mu, just don't forget to send the incense money tomorrow."
He said this just like a businessman.
"It's easy to say. I will find someone to take the Buddha statue away today, and I will send the incense and money together with it." Liu Qingge bowed and left with Cuizhu.
After the two of them got on the carriage, Cuiliu said, "Master Sikong looks like an accomplished man. How come he talks so much about incense and money? He seems so vulgar."
"Why, it doesn't meet your expectations as a master monk?"
"Indeed, it's a bit inconsistent."
"If you knew that the abbot of White Horse Temple helps refugees every year, you wouldn't say that."
"Young Master, how do you know this?"
Liu Qingge smiled awkwardly and said nonsensically: "Master Sikong is famous far and wide. I just heard others talk about it."
"I didn't expect Master Sikong to be so kind-hearted." Cuiliu sighed.
It was already Shenshi when the two of them returned to Qingfeng Tower. As soon as she stepped into the restaurant, she saw Xuanyuan Langge waving to her upstairs.
Liu Qingge smiled, then went up to the second floor and took a brief glance. He didn't expect that Xuanyuan Langge came alone today.
"Brother Xuanyuan, why are you here drinking alone today?"
"I asked the waiters at the shop. They didn't know where you had gone, so they wanted to wait and see here. I didn't expect you to come back at this hour." After saying this, Xuanyuan Langge glanced at Liu Qingge cautiously. A bit of a daughter's twist.
Liu Qingge smiled and said, "It's not a big deal. I just went out and burned a few sticks of incense."
"Oh, it turns out that Brother Mu still likes Buddhism!"
this……
Liu Qingge was a little embarrassed by Xuanyuan Langge. When she went to burn incense, Xuanyuan Langge seemed to love Buddhism and forced her to idealize a series of behaviors.
"It's not that... even those of us who do business will go to the temple to worship."
What Liu Qingge said was true. Regardless of their differences in beliefs, business owners in Zhongzhou all like to burn a few sticks of incense.
"Well, which temple did Brother Mu go to?"
"White Horse Temple."
"I have heard that Master Sikong of White Horse Temple is not an ordinary person."
After hearing this, Liu Qingge exclaimed inwardly that this Master Sikong was indeed not an ordinary person. If it weren't for her, Master Sikong would have become a national master.
It’s not strange to be able to tell that she has the destiny of an emperor. Even though she is dressed in men’s clothing, it can be said that she has the destiny of an emperor and at the same time that she has the destiny of a Phoenix.
It can only be said that Master Sikong does have some abilities.
Thinking of this, she nodded and said, "Indeed."
She asked again: "Brother Xuanyuan came to see me today, but what happy event is there?"
"My official position has been reduced, and I am the supervisory censor." Xuanyuan Langge's eyes were filled with excitement.
As a supervisory censor, his official position was not high, but he had some real power. He could be said to have a bright future, not to mention that Xuanyuan Langge was the legitimate son of the Xuanyuan family.
"Congratulations, I'm the host today, why don't you just get drunk and rest."
"You can rest after getting drunk..." Xuanyuan Langge raised his eyes and looked at Liu Qingge, feeling bitter in his heart.
He really wanted to get drunk and rest...
This way you don’t have to have so many weird ideas anymore.
He couldn't tell others about the depression in his heart.
The person in front of him who disturbed his mood did not react at all.
Does he really like men?
