Chapter 464 Donating Incense Money
"Jiuyue, do I look like a monster now?" Cui Yao saw herself in the bronze mirror. Her face was covered with green paste, which covered up the festering and bumpy face.
"Of course, it looks pretty good." Xiao Jiuyue looked at her face covered with ointment, which was like a mask covering everything on her face. She said, "Wait a cup of tea, and after you tear it off, your face will be much cleaner."
Once the festering wound is cleaned, the whole face will be much cleaner.
"Jiuyue, thank you." Cui Yao smiled. No matter whether her face could be cured or not, she would always remember this gratitude in her heart.
"You're welcome." Xiao Jiuyue said indifferently. She and Cui Yao chatted casually. As they chatted, Xiao Jiuyue discovered that Cui Yao's daily routine was the same as that of the monks in the nunnery.
Perhaps it is because of years of reading and reciting scriptures that the quiet Cui Yao has an otherworldly temperament, pure in heart and untouched by worldly affairs.
"Cui Yao, are you angry about the Cui family treating you like this?" Xiao Jiuyue suddenly asked.
Cui Yao was silent for a while: "I'm still angry."
That's good.
Xiao Jiuyue's anxious heart relaxed silently. If she was really pure and had seen through the world, how could she rekindle her relationship with her elder brother?
"Jiuyue, in fact, Cui Yu and the others attacked me because they thought they could still get in touch with the Xiao family. If I were useless, they would abandon me without hesitation. If I was useful, they would praise me. The Cui family is so realistic."
Cui Yao laughed at herself and took the initiative to speak. She raised her eyes, looked at Xiao Jiuyue and said, "Jiuyue, I heard that Brother Jialing is now the prince. In the future, his wife will definitely be of noble birth. I will pray for them at Qingfeng Temple and wish them a long and happy life together."
"What about you?" Xiao Jiuyue's eyes moved. She really didn't expect that Cui Yao didn't use her to show weakness and arouse Xiao Jialing's sympathy.
"Me? Of course I'll continue to practice at Qingfeng Temple!" Cui Yao said without a moment's hesitation. She raised her eyes, looked around the simple wing, and said, "I've been at Qingfeng Temple for two and a half years. Life here is poor, but my heart is remarkably peaceful!"
Xiao Jiuyue didn't say anything else. She stood up and said, "Time's up!"
Xiao Jiuyue stepped forward and slowly peeled off the ointment for Cui Yao. When the ointment solidified, it was torn off along with some dead skin.
"It hurts a little." Xiao Jiuyue could feel the tenseness in Cui Yao's body, but she didn't say a word until she peeled off all the ointments. Cui Yao didn't say a word.
Xiao Jiuyue raised an eyebrow and applied the cleansing lotion she had prepared long ago: "Whenever you feel uncomfortable on your face, apply a layer. This cleansing lotion is made with special herbs and can relieve the pain and discomfort on your face."
"It's cool and comfortable." When Cui Yao first peeled off the ointment, she felt as if her face was torn apart, and finally it felt like it was burned by fire. Now, after applying this skin cleansing lotion, she feels comfortable.
"Remember to take the medicine on time. I will come to apply the medicine to you in three days." Xiao Jiuyue reminded, and after leaving, he specifically instructed Cui Yao.
"Don't worry, I will." Cui Yao didn't want her face to be sore all the time.
When they were leaving, Cui Yao wanted to see them off, but Xiao Jiuyue refused, saying, "It's best for your face not to be exposed to the sun or wind right now. You should just rest here for the next few days."
Xiao Jiuyue left Cui Yao, but did not leave Qingfeng Temple directly. Instead, she went to see Master Jinghui.
"Amitabha." Master Jinghui, who had shaved her head and was wearing a nun's uniform, looked like a nun with an immortal air and was not tainted by the mundane world. Her eyes were calm and kind.
"Master Jinghui." Xiao Jiuyue had heard that Master Jinghui and the nuns of Qingfeng Temple often helped the common people. She looked around and said, "I would like to donate some money to your temple."
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"Master, this, this ten thousand taels of silver? This donation of incense money is too generous, isn't it?" When the young master saw the ten thousand taels of silver as incense money, he felt like he was dreaming.
There is the Da Ci'en Temple in front and the royal temple in the back. There are also various temples in Shengjing, such as Qingfeng Temple. If the late queen had not lived there, it would be difficult to even maintain daily expenses.
"Wuxiang, did you hear what the female donor just said?" Master Jinghui glanced at the young master and reminded him, "Don't reveal the female donor's identity or send someone to guard Cui Yao."
Cui Yao had not yet become a nun. Strictly speaking, she was only a half-nun in Qingfeng Temple. Unexpectedly, the other party was willing to donate so much money for incense offerings, which could be used to gild the Buddha's body. She was short of money before, but now, she finally had it.
They can also build a few more side rooms and expand the kitchen. The vegetarian food at Qingfeng Temple is delicious. If there are many pilgrims coming to eat, there will be more money from incense donations in the future.
Also, winter is coming again, and the porridge stalls must be prepared so that people nearby can come and burn incense and have a bowl of porridge.
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"Miss, you, even if it's for Cui Yao, you don't need to donate ten thousand taels of incense money!" Even Hua Qing, who had been following Xiao Jiuyue, had to say at this time that Xiao Jiuyue was generous!
Those who have no money can donate a few dozen or a hundred coins as incense money.
If there are some wealthy families, they may donate dozens or even hundreds of taels of silver. But for a family like the Da Ci'en Temple, they would donate a thousand taels of silver without blinking an eye, but that is probably a minority!
"Lianxin, Donggui, what do you think?" Xiao Jiuyue looked at Lianxin and Donggui with a smile.
"Miss, you have your reasons for doing this." Lianxin fully agreed with Xiao Jiuyue's approach.
Dong Gui asked, "Miss, is this because of the late queen?"
"Qingfeng Nunnery is where the late queen once lived. I donated 10,000 taels of silver. Firstly, it was to help Cui Yao, so that she could live a better life in the nunnery. Secondly, I heard that Qingfeng Nunnery sets up a soup kitchen every year to take in the homeless."
Xiao Jiuyue walked along the road towards Qingfeng Temple. He just saw an orphan girl who had nowhere to go. She was taken in by the master of Qingfeng Temple. Life is already difficult for women. If Qingfeng Temple continues to do better, I believe that more women will have a place to live, right?
I walked all the way back to the Xiao Mansion and just as I entered the bluestone alley, I heard some noise outside.
"Miss, it's Miss Yurong and Mrs. Fan." Lianxin recognized them immediately and exclaimed, "Why has Mrs. Fan aged so much?"
Fan is the second master's first wife, and is about the same age as the mistress. Fan used to have a plump figure, but now she is so thin that she could fall down in the wind. The wrinkles on her face make her look ten years older.
"Yurong, mother had no choice back then. Please help me. You can't just watch me die, can you?" The thin Fan grabbed Xiao Yurong with tears and snot, and knelt down on her knees.
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