After a while, the housekeeper came in with a man wearing a hat and black clothes.
When Master Yan saw the man, a smile appeared on his face, he politely said hello, and then introduced him to the emperor.
When the man saw the emperor, he bowed his hands and bowed briefly, then walked to the Taishi and whispered a few words.
After hearing this, the Grand Master said to the Emperor: "Your Majesty, the venerable members of the Gangye Youmeng told me that they know how to break the magic of controlling ghosts..."
When the emperor heard what the grand master said, his eyes suddenly lit up and he became interested. He glanced at the man next to the grand master and asked eagerly: "How do you break it? Come on, let me hear it..."
The man glanced at the Grand Master, and then said slowly: "You can ask the Taoist monk from Zhongfu Temple to stand up and do this... You need to prepare an ancient Bagua mirror and a three-foot-square Bagua chart, and you also need dragon whiskers. Fengfa..."
"This ancient Bagua mirror is hard to come by. Where can I find it? It's also hard to find the dragon beard and phoenix hair..." The emperor was a little frustrated after hearing this, and his expression became much gloomier.
That night, the venerable leader of Youmeng smiled disapprovingly and said, "The ancient Bagua Mirror is in the Weiyuan Escort Bureau... and the dragon beard and phoenix hair... as the name suggests, it is the emperor's beard and the queen's hair..."
Hearing this, the emperor breathed a sigh of relief, but still subconsciously touched the hair on his temples and asked with some worry: "This... I am the True Dragon Emperor, how can I give my hair to others so easily? What's more? My hair is used for witchcraft. If something goes wrong, will it affect my luck and the destiny of the country?"
The man in black laughed loudly when he heard this. He was about to ridicule the emperor, but was stopped by the grand master's eyes.
The grand master coughed lightly, patiently analyzed the purpose of removing the hair for the emperor, and repeatedly assured that it would not have any impact on the emperor's health and luck.
The emperor reluctantly agreed to pull out a few hairs and use them to cast spells, and then he asked uneasily: "Does your Majesty know which eminent monk in Zhongfu Temple is worthy of the important task? I will summon him to the palace immediately..."
Venerable Ye Youmeng smiled and said: "The current abbot, Master Huiyuan, is the best candidate..."
"Oh..." The emperor nodded thoughtfully, and then said to the Grand Master: "Ai Qing, please immediately send someone to ask Master Huiyuan. I want to summon him personally..."
The grand master nodded and asked the housekeeper to immediately take the emperor's handwriting and personal entourage to Zhongfu Temple to bring Master Huiyuan into the palace.
After the arrangements were made, the three of them talked secretly for a while, and then the emperor and the queen hurried back to the palace. Venerable Ye Youmeng also said goodbye and left. After seeing off all the guests, Master Yan went to the study with deep thoughts and sat there all night.
The housekeeper took the people to Zhongfu Temple outside the city overnight.
This ancient, solemn and mysterious temple built in the previous dynasty is located halfway up the mountain. There are not many tourists during the day, and it becomes even more deserted at night.
The housekeeper took several of the emperor's personal followers and stumbled along the mountain road for about an hour before arriving at the mountain gate.
After the housekeeper asked the monk at the gate to report, he followed the monk into the main hall and saw Abbot Huiyuan, who was nearly fifty years old. He was kneeling on a futon, knocking on wooden fish and reciting scriptures.
Hearing the footsteps, Abbot Huiyuan stood up slowly, bowed slightly towards the butler, clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and then asked the butler to sit down on the seat next to him.
The butler returned the gift with his hand, and then conveyed the Grand Master's wishes to Abbot Huiyuan.
Abbot Huiyuan looked at him with a smile, but politely declined the invitation. The housekeeper was a little surprised and continued to lobby Abbot Huiyuan.
Abbot Huiyuan remained unmoved, insisting that he was an outsider and did not want to get involved in court disputes or cause trouble in the world.
The butler had no choice but to take out the emperor's handwriting. The host looked embarrassed, closed his eyes slightly, remained silent for a long time, and still firmly rejected the invitation from the royal family.
The butler had no choice but to put away the emperor's decree, and walked away angrily with a sullen face.
The emperor, who was waiting outside the mountain gate, saw the butler walking out with a sullen face, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask. After hearing the butler's reply, the followers were shocked and annoyed. They clamored to break into the mountain gate, tie up the old monk who didn't know how to lift, and send him to the palace.
Although the housekeeper was also very dissatisfied with Abbot Huiyuan's choice. However, he rationally stopped the impulsive emperor's entourage and persuaded them to leave Zhongfu Temple.
Those personal followers were cursing before leaving, threatening to show the old monk some awesomeness in the future. The monk guarding the door was startled, feeling a little uneasy for no reason.
In Weiyuan Escort Agency. Everyone ate listlessly. Even Zheng Miao and Nangong Yue, who were usually the most lively talkative people, picked up the food in their bowls without saying a word.
Ning'er looked at the solemn expressions of the adults, silently put down her bowls and chopsticks, and went to the backyard to play with Cuju in her arms.
Su Qiqi couldn't help but feel a little sad when she looked at the scene in front of her.
It seems that I still lack experience in the arena! Let the escort agency fall into the disputes of the court again! Let your relatives and friends follow you into danger again and again! Although neither my father nor the other friends complained, I still felt very ashamed!
Qin Chuan saw that Su Qiqi was in a low mood and knew that she was probably blaming herself again. He sat down hurriedly with his rice bowl, trying to find a relaxing topic to talk about Su Qiqi.
Zheng Miao and Yan Ruoyu also came over, and the three of them chatted for a while. Seeing that Su Qiqi was still distracted, they sighed helplessly and chatted about the recent rumors.
"I heard that a heroine who can control ghosts has appeared in the capital..."
"Yes, I also heard that she is related to Princess Jingbei..."
"That's right, it's said that she is lurking in the capital to avenge the unjust death of Imperial Master Xuanyuan..."
Zheng Miao and Yan Ruoyu discussed without restraint. When Qin Chuan heard this, he quickly stopped him and said, "You two, don't be so gossipy. It won't be good if it spreads..."
Zheng Miao rolled her eyes at her brother and said, "We only talked about it in our own house, and we didn't spread it everywhere..."
When Ouyang Qi saw the Qin brothers and sisters starting to fight again, he hurriedly came over to smooth things over: "Haha, just talk about it in your own house, but be careful about what you say and do when you go out..."
Zheng Miao glared at him and said angrily: "Huh! I know how to be with Xini..." After that, she continued to talk to Yan Ruoyu about the rumors of the "ghost-controlling" heroine.
It wasn't until Su Qiqi asked them if they wanted to go shopping together to relax that they shut up.
Qin Chuan and Ouyang Qi looked at the three women leaving, smiled at each other, and shook their heads helplessly.
Su Qiqi and the others went shopping, bought some rouge, gouache and seasonal fabrics, and then went to Lebaozhai, an antique store on the north side of Zhengyang Street.
When the three of them walked in, they found that the place had changed a lot. Not only had the layout changed, but the store manager had also changed. The original snobbish shopkeeper was no longer there, replaced by a dark, thin old scholar.
As long as Su Qiqi and the others took one more look at any antique, the old scholar shopkeeper's eyes would light up and he would come over to introduce it.
Su Qiqi listened with great interest, but Zheng Miao and Yan Ruoyu couldn't stand it. They simply hid out and went to the sesame cake shop next door to buy cakes.
