Lan Jue paused in his heart and immediately bowed his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness and rewards, and your servants are despicable and your talent is dissatisfied, and you are afraid..."

Emperor Yongxuan stopped his slogan: "I have always trusted Lan Aiqing's talent and knowledge, and the common people Qi Tan went to the countryside. I was afraid that he would not repent and became more and more depraved. I thought that a wise teacher might be able to correct one or two. I originally thought that Lan Aiqing was the most suitable candidate, but he was in the Ministry of Rites and had a great responsibility. I cannot ignore Qi Tan's court alone. Just when I was taking leave, I asked my beloved. But I was still tired of my beloved during the holidays. The common people Qi Tan was so disgusted. I and Lan Aiqing said this, and I was really ashamed."

Lan Jue hurriedly said, "Your mediocre qualifications can be obtained from the emperor's trust, which is the blessing of me, and it is also the grace of the emperor to me. I must do my best to serve His Highness King Dai, but I am afraid that I will not be able to serve His Highness, and I will have the will."

This matter is indeed hot and indeed an opportunity.

It will definitely not take long for King Dai to be restored to the title of King Dai. With this experience of teaching King Dai to be ordered, his value and resume will be very different. When he has a prince and a teacher, he has more chances of being selected.

What does this mean, needless to say.

From this perspective, Emperor Yongxuan did give him a generous reward.

But this reward is really hard to get.

King Dai was arrogant and lawless in urination. When the flies in the imperial toilet saw him, they took a detour to him. When the prince Huai, who was respectful to the emperor and the queen mother, dared to call him the uncle of the lame prince. After the call, he still held his thighs and asked for things. King Huai didn't care, and gave him whatever he wanted. Among the many princes, he loved him the most and let him take the things in the mansion.

Such a darling king is just as old as a dog. If other kids were just a potato that was just released, he would have caught it from the oil pan.

How to discipline?

If the control is strict and offending King Dai, there will be no benefit in the future.

If you just let go, the grass grows and the birds fly, the vast fields are just right, and King Dai will definitely cause trouble.

If something happens, you will be implicated and punished.

It’s too good to be happy with King Dai, not very good.

If you grasp the degree of the matter slightly, you will be very dangerous.

Lan Jue's temples were pounding, not knowing whether to burn incense or paper for himself.

And, there is... Lan Hui.

Lan Jue couldn't refuse: "It's just... I went there with my bad son to visit my family's tomb..."

He originally planned to take advantage of his vacation to fulfill his responsibilities as a father, take Lan Hui to have fun, row, fish, ride horses, and fly kites.

Lan Hui was very excited about this trip. He forgot to pretend to be an adult these days. He often lay on Lan Jue's knees and asked how to fish and whether he would encounter tigers on the mountain. Wu Shixin told Lan Jue that Lan Hui was secretly throwing bullets to practice darts, and even published a book "The Legend of the Mountains and Rivers" from Lan Jue's study.

Suddenly being hit by this incident, what should I do if I get Huier?

Emperor Yongxuan said: "Is Lan Aiqing's son as old as Qi Tan?"

Lan Jue said: "My bad son is only nine years old."

Emperor Yongxuan smiled and said, "I'm four years old and not much. You can be a playmate. As long as Lan Aiqing, don't worry about Qi Tan taking him badly."

Lan Jue really thought, Master, you are right.

It is not easy to live with the prince, but Lan Hui is just the son of a third-rank official.

If you learn a trick from King Dai again and have a different curiosity about this world, such as Lao Song taking a bath while peeking at the back garden...

"The bad boy is stupid and afraid he can't stand accompanying King Dai..."

"What is King Dai? He is already a commoner Jing Qitan." Emperor Yongxuan was solemn. "I was about to tell Lan Aiqing that I would be wronged and be his teacher for the time being. I gave you a ruler. If there is any improper point, I will punish you if you should and beat you if you should."

Lan Jue withdrew from the imperial study with a ruler. Before leaving, Emperor Yongxuan said again: "Did Lan Aiqing take a leave on the first day of March?"

Lan Jue said: "Yes."

This is a disguised order, and the matter of Chabcharik must be settled before the first day of March...

Lan Jue sighed secretly and looked up at the sky above the cascading palaces.

Zhang Ping left the south city gate and went straight to Shounian Mountain along the way.

The road to Shounian Mountain is almost as wide as the official road. The trees on the roadside are also trimmed and arranged in an orderly manner. Not far away, there is a wooden sign indicating the direction, and the sign is also engraved with a smile bowing boy, which is particularly festive.

There is a mountain gate at the foot of the mountain with four words "Lingci Fudi" written on it. There is also a stone-carved boy on the left and carved carp on the left and Ruyi on the right, grabbing a bun on the top of the head, wearing a collar on the neck, red shirt and green pants, wrists and ankles, and barefoot on the two white clouds.

Judging from the new and old aspects of the mountain gate and these two boys, it should have been established in these four or five years.

The color of the boy's body, the gold powder on the collar and the hand and foot rings, has been brushed up recently, and you can still smell it when you get close.

There is a large copper incense tripod with eight big words "Gratefulness, filial piety, kindness and blessings" engraved on the abdomen. It was touched by the pilgrims. It was also engraved with dense small characters. The incense tripod stone tablets in the temple usually have the names of donors, but the incense tripods engraved on the name of the business name, Dafuyuan, Tianxiangtang, and Merit Residence...

Zhang Ping looked left and right, and sure enough, there were a row of houses on the open space under the mountain steps, separated by small doors and plaques and flag curtains of style. Merit, Tianxiang Hall, and great blessings...

There are various incense bunches, incense sticks, oil lamps, and paper-tied dolls inside the door.

Some door plaques and flag curtains have a vermilion flower with the upper left corner.

Next to the row of shops on the left, there was another small house with no door plaque. A single plaque was nailed with a plaque and a plaque was written on it. Zhang Ping walked over and saw two men in green robes sitting in the room. The robes looked like official robes. There were several lacquer plates on the table in front of him, and there were plaques of red plaques of different sizes.

Zhang Ping asked, and a man said that if he bought a card talisman from here, he could go to any store marked with ritual flower to change incense. A small card exchanged with a bunch of incense or a string of firecrackers, a middle card exchanged with a paper-branched boy or a sesame oil lamp, and a big card exchanged with a bucket of incense.

I bought the talismans and exchanged them for incense and offerings to the temple on the mountain, so as to save the effort to get all the way up the mountain.

Donate a card in Grandma's temple and you can eat vegetarian food. Donate two small cards, you can eat one meal, four dishes, one soup, sit at any place in the hall, and one table for ten people. Donate a card in the middle card, you can eat six dishes, one soup and eight people. Donate a big card, you can use vegetarian food in the inner wing, six people, one table for twelve dishes, and two soups. There are candies for grandma in front of the table.

"This is a special ritual room for the county government office, and it cannot be forged. I am the ritual room person, so I can exchange it with confidence without worrying. Before the plaque is used up, you can exchange it for money or use it next time. There are colleagues from the same office on the mountain. If there is a flaw in exchange for incense, the store will not exchange it, so you can come and tell us. Because it will be the first day of March in a few days, if you exchange it for more than six small cards, or a pair of middle cards, or a big card, you will give me a bag of incense or kowtow to the mountain to tie the bib."

The man said, carrying the incense-sacred cloth bag to Zhang Ping, and two lines of large characters were written on the silver-brown-patterned cloth bag—

"I worship my grandma on the mountain, and I respect the elders in my family. Fengle County Government Office House."

There is another line of small characters in the lower right corner behind the back, "Jinchang Fabric Donation System".

Zhang Ping thought carefully whether he would go up the mountain.

Since we are here, we are here.

Zhang Ping then paid for two small cards and led his horse up the mountain.

The steps up the mountain are also well-built, each step is not very high. When you go up the sixth step, there will be a flat slope, and then you will go up the sixth step. There is no moss on the stone steps. You can see that there are rough marks of being polished and roughly ground in the smooth trampling. There are several tea sheds along the way, which are very clean and tidy. There is also a spring water halfway up the mountain, which is clear and the three big words Fushouquan are engraved on the mountain wall. People who go up the mountain compete to scoop water and drink. There is a stone toad next to the spring, with its mouth wide open, and everyone throws coins into the toad mouth. There is a small shed next to the spring, an old man sells bamboo tubes and fat gourds with the word Fushou character engraved, and there are also Ruyi coins for throwing toads. Grandma's temple has been opened. A ritual card can be exchanged for two Ruyi coins or bamboo tubes, and two ritual card can be exchanged for one Fushou gourd.

The old man told Zhang Ping that there is a Fulai Bridge in front of Grandma's temple, and the Ruyi money you exchanged here can also be used as a golden bat on the bridge and a jade toad under the bridge.

Zhang Ping turned around silently and continued to lead the horse upwards.

Here you can already smell the incense smell on the mountain. The faint sound of the bell rang. A pair of women who looked like mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in front of Zhang Ping paused: "It's too late, I will definitely not be able to grab the spirit dew!" "I'll just go through the bell this time, I can catch up quickly." He exerted his strength and rushed forward.

There was also a group of women and children who surpassed Zhang Ping and rushed to the top of the mountain.

Zhang Ping accelerated his pace.

When they reached the top of the mountain, there were no more or less nine bells ringing. Zhang Ping saw a pile of black buzzing towards a stone platform. On the stone platform, there was a statue of a boy with a big bowl cast on his head. Several yamen runners and Taoist priests made a sound and asked the two of them to arrange in sequence. A small official wearing a green robe and a Taoist priest holding a whisk in his hand stood on both sides of the boy statue.

The little official said loudly: "Don't crowd, so-called spiritual dew is just a reflection of the sky, and dew is there. If you believe it, there will be nothing. If you don't believe it, there will be nothing. There is no need to be obsessed."

The Taoist also said: "A sincere heart will be blessed by gods and immortals, and sincere heart will be spiritual."

Everyone below urged, and several yamen runners put the ladder on the statue of the boy and held it. A Taoist climbed the ladder up, scooped out water from the statue of the boy and scattered it with the others.

Zhang Ping saw that there was a small house not far away, with bamboo-tube gourds hanging from the edge of the spring water.

He turned around outside the temple and found a few people to ask. The people were indeed full of eyes and their faces were red and said, "Grandma Temple is so powerful!" I ask for blessings and bring blessings, longevity and longevity, men get men, and women get women!

Zhang Ping said again: "I first arrived in Guixian County, but I don't know what the hell is. How dare I ask grandma who is the immortal?"

Everyone who was asked pointed to a stone wall: "Hey, it's carved there."

Zhang Ping walked from the stone wall and read a text on it—

"Grandma Cishou first appeared in the suburbs of Fengle County. She held her body and coffin and floated into a well. The farmer Jiao must be relocated to the burial and offered sacrifices, and then it became a temple. Those who prayed were able to respond effectively, and the incense became increasingly popular..."

Hundreds of words were written. The author was Mu Yesheng, a famous scholar in the capital.

It is four years ago when I look at the written year.
Chapter completed!