"It's not an urgent matter." Li Xin replied, signaling Ning Hai, "Go out and have a look."

"I don't know if the uncle of the Jiang family has recovered. When he first got on the boat, he said it was a very hot..." Ning Hai said while following Li Xin downstairs.

"Don't worry about him, there is someone to take care of him on the other end." Li Xin replied, but his response was not the same as Ning Hai said.

The sacrificial team walked along the busiest streets in the capital, and slowly walked towards Bao'an Temple in the east of the city.

Qu Juren was buried behind Bao'an Temple. Before, Mr. Hu took the money and Mr. Jiang came forward and repaired Qu Juren's tomb. He also donated a lot of money to Bao'an Temple and performed several rituals.

Li Xin was impatient to follow Zhang Yang's extremely sacrificial team and first arrived at Bao'an Temple. He went to the temple to rejoice. The monks were wearing robes and were already performing rituals for Qu Juren. Since Li Xin entered the temple, he also went to the Qu Juren to sing incense sticks, but he didn't know how to pray for blessings.

Until now, he can confirm that Mr. Hu and the Qujuren, whose ancestral home is from Taiping Prefecture, are the hands and feet of Ning Yuan and Wen Erye, but he has not yet figured out how to do this. There are too few things he can inquire about. These two people, one died more than ten years ago, and the other left Beijing for more than ten years. They were both unknown juniors at that time, so how could they find out?

Li Xin came out in rejoicingly, and Ning Hai greeted him and whispered: "Master, the monk in this temple said that it was Ning Qi's place in front of us. Ning Qi, the sixth master of the Zhou family, and the seventh master of the Mo Xiang family, have just passed by here."

Li Xin raised his eyebrows slightly, then smiled, "Let me see where is Ning Qi's rejoicing?"

Ning Hai was stunned, "Although this place is not far from the east gate, there is nothing to be happy about except Bao'an Temple. Ning Qiye often brings this because there is a large area of ​​woodland not far east. It is best to slip his dogs, not necessarily..."

"Today I must be watching the fun. Send someone to look for it quietly, don't be alarmed." Li Xin interrupted Ning Hai's words, ordered without explaining it.

Ning Hai hurriedly chose a boss to go and find where Ning Qiye was rejoicing. When he returned to Li Xin, he felt a little enlightened in his heart. There was probably something wrong with the ritual that Uncle Jiang did. The old man knew, Ning Qiye knew, and the old man knew, but he didn't know.

Ninghai stuffed a piece of silver to the monk Zhike. The monk Zhike took Li Xin and his party to the bell tower next to him. Soon, he brought tea and snacks. Li Xin stood outside the bell tower window and looked at the direction of the city gate. Soon, the solemn and noisy sacrificial team of Mr. Jiang left the city and walked into Bao'an Temple.

It took a long time before Changsui came back to report: Ning Qiye and his group were not happy nearby, so they brought the group of smooth dogs to the woodland east to put rabbits and dogs.

But Ning Qiye and his party came back earlier than usual. When they arrived at the entrance of Bao'an Temple, the too large sacrificial team could not squeeze into the temple. They spread out from the entrance of the temple, almost blocking the road. As a player who never missed any excitement, Ning Yuan suggested that it would be better to go in and watch the excitement. On Saturday, he stood in the saddle and looked in. When he heard this suggestion, he was just in his mind. Before he could finish his words, he had already jumped off his horse and rushed straight to the temple with a whip.

Mo Qi was also a good-looking and lively person. Su Zilan was in vain. Most of the other seven or eight families were very lively. Everyone jumped off their horses, gave advice and comments, and rushed into the temple.

Li Xin looked down at the crowd of trousers coming in from a high position. Ning Hai looked down from Li Xin with his toes, and while reading, he introduced, "... the one with a green long robe is the fifth young master of the Legislative School of the Ministry of Rites... the one with a silver-blue shirt is the nephew of the prefect of Xing. He followed him to study in the capital. He heard that the book was not very good..."

Behind Mo Qi is Mo Xiang, behind the Young Master Zhou Liu is the Duke's Mansion and Concubine Zhou, behind the Wu Master Jie is connected to the Minister of Rites Jie, behind Zhao Mingxuan is Zhao Shilang, and Sun Hanlin's eldest grandson Sun Bangrui... Ministry of Rites, Beijing Government Office, Hanlin Academy...

Li Xin looked at the young masters and sons around Mr. Jiang who were lying in a storm and chanting the sacrificial text with emotion. These people were carefully selected by Mr. Ning Qi?

What does he want to do?

"Master!" Ning Hai pulled Li Xin, and Li Xin turned around and saw Ning Yuan shaking his precious whip with one foot on the threshold. Looking at him, it seemed like he was bowing his hand and raising his whip. "It's a great place to be condescending here, Brother Li."

Ning Yuan was talking while crossing the threshold, and looked around. He stood in Li Xin's position just now, tilted his head and looked for a while, and said, "It's so deep and touching!"

Li Xin winked Ning Hai. Ning Hai understood and stepped back to the door and guarded him. Li Xin walked to Ning Yuan, "Is it your work?"

"Yeah." Ning Yuan answered very readily. Li Xin was stunned by his eloquence, and then asked, "Is there anybody like Qu Ju Ren?"

"Of course!" Ning Yuan looked back at Li Xin, "If you are a fake, this Qu Juren has a handsome character and talent, but unfortunately he has a short life. Qu Juren is from Qingyang Town, Taiping Prefecture. Before entering Beijing for the exam, he had already married and had a daughter. I heard that Qu Juren's daughter is both good-looking and well-educated, and is of the same age as the prince of the Jiang Boye family, and is very matched."

Li Xin was stunned when he heard this, "Is this true?"

"Of course! The eldest girl of the Qu family, but Mr. Wen saw it with his own eyes. Mr. Wen said that he was born with the prince of the Jiang family, and he had a pair of them!" Ning Yuan held up two index fingers and gestured together.

"Is this Qu Juren chosen by the Second Master to you?" Li Xin blurted out, Ning Yuan raised his eyebrows, and a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes. He laughed a few times, and did not answer Li Xin's words.

"Where is that Mr. Hu? Is there anybody?"

"Of course!" Ning Yuan turned the whip and looked very contented.

"The Hu family is not far from the capital. If you want to inquire, it will take only three or four months to go back and forth."

"Three or four months, autumn has passed, and winter has passed, so I'll ask. I'm afraid of people asking for it, my master, I'm afraid of people asking for it?" Ning Yuan turned around, "Today's matter is not very lively. It's just now. If Brother Li likes to watch the excitement, if there is still a lively event as beautiful as today, I'll send someone to talk to Brother Li."

"Thank you then!" Li Xin bowed to the end and said solemnly. Ning Yuan blew, "Brother, what do you thank? Your business is mine. We both have no need to be polite. Okay, I should leave, don't go."

Ning Yuan bowed his hand and turned around and left. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!