Everyone sat down, and soon the monk came on stage and began to preach Buddhism.
There are many terms in Buddhist scriptures. Jiang Mingzhi has never been good at this and cannot understand them. But she still sits there quietly and listens. She thinks that as long as she is sincere, Buddha should take care of her.
"Mingzhi!"
Suddenly, Feng called her name. Jiang Mingzhi looked up and met Feng's malicious eyes.
"What's the matter, ma'am?"
Feng smiled and pointed to the monks distributing peach wood branches in the distance. "Go get a few branches. I heard that the peach branches are dipped in holy water from the temple and have the power to bring good luck and ward off evil. It would be great to take some home."
For this kind of thing, instead of asking the maids or the old women to go, she had to go. Jiang Mingzhi keenly sensed Feng's abnormality, but did not refuse. If she did not go, how could Feng continue to act?
Jiang looked at Jiang Mingzhi's back as she went to get the peachwood stick, and muttered like one of those street women who gossips about others behind their backs, "Look at her, she really thinks she's someone important."
She didn't dare say such things in front of Jiang Mingzhi. Couldn't she speak quickly now?
"Just stop talking!"
Feng glared at Jiang in feigned anger, "You know what to say later, right?"
"I know, I know!" Jiang nodded impatiently, "Yes, I'm back."
Jiang Mingzhi handed the peach wood branch he retrieved to Mother Duan. Mother Duan took it reluctantly and held it in her arms. Didn’t the eldest lady have Qingtang and Ping’er by her side? Why did she have to hold it? She was from the lady’s room, not a servant in Mo Chunyuan!
Most of the people in the awning were noble ladies with delicate figures. Jiang Mingzhi sat down, took a sip of the tea that Qingtang had just poured, and looked up to see someone looking over here. It was a maid in green with double buns. The maid looked familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere.
However, because of the distance, Jiang Mingzhi couldn't see clearly. He wanted to take a few more glances, but the maid turned her face away quickly and didn't turn around for a long time.
"Mingzhi!"
It was Feng's voice again. Jiang Mingzhi was a little annoyed. He looked up at Feng, without saying a word, waiting for her next words.
Such blatant impatience made Feng feel that as Jiang Mingzhi's biological mother, she had never seen even a little respect in Jiang Mingzhi's eyes.
But thinking about what she was about to say next, she suppressed her displeasure and continued, "Before I came here, I discussed it with your father and decided to invite the master chef from Daci Temple to perform a ritual at home today. A lot of things have happened at home recently, and your father and I both think there's something evil going on. What do you think?"
Since when did Feng ask her for help? Jiang Mingzhi found it a little strange. She raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Since it is the decision of my wife and father, then please go ahead."
Seeing that everything was going according to her expectations, Feng smiled and nodded, revealing a look of relief. "Since you agree, mother is relieved."
After saying that, he sighed, "It's just that I just asked the master, and the master said that it's best to keep the two of you far apart for now, otherwise when the evil spirit is dispelled, it's easy to accidentally hurt you or Zhen'er."
"Then Madam, are you planning to send Third Sister out of the house?"
Jiang Mingzhi asked knowingly.
Feng was choked and revealed a guilty look. "Mingzhi, I was just about to discuss this with you. You know, Zhen'er is young and naive, and has a reckless personality. If she went somewhere else, she would definitely cause trouble. So I wanted to discuss with you whether you could live with your uncle Feng first."
Then, as if afraid that Jiang Mingzhi would refuse, he hurriedly said, "Don't worry, it won't be too long, three days at most!"
Three days? Jiang Mingzhi repeated it silently in her heart. Three days could do a lot of things. Ruining her reputation, or... taking her life?
But the former is more likely. As for the latter, she felt that Feng Shi would not be stupid enough to cause a death in the Feng family. Otherwise, not to mention Feng's uncle, even Jiang Shi would not agree to it.
"You are the most sensible child. You don't want to embarrass me and your father, right?"
When Feng said this, it was obvious that she would not give Jiang Mingzhi any reason to refuse. Jiang Mingzhi thought about it and actually agreed.
"Okay, I'll trouble you, Madam Jiang."
When Jiang heard Jiang Mingzhi agreed, she was delighted and didn't care how Jiang Mingzhi addressed her. She smiled and said, "It's not a bother, it's not a bother. Why are you being so distant with us, kid? We are in-laws, we are all family!"
The sudden kindness and the uncharacteristic affection left Jiang Mingzhi with only one thought in his mind: there must be something wrong when things are out of the ordinary!
Feng was in a good mood at the moment. She suddenly pointed to the noble lady who was listening to Buddhist teachings not far away. She took Jiang Mingzhi's hand and approached her with a friendly look, whispering, "Come on, I'll take you to meet some people. These people are all familiar to your aunt Feng."
Then he added, "You haven't been out much in recent years, and you don't have any close friends. The young lady in their family is about your age. If you can strike a rapport with her and become her acquaintance, you'll have someone to hang out with in the future, and you won't be lonely!"
What? Is Feng rewarding me for being well-behaved and not causing trouble for her?
Jiang Mingzhi found it funny, but since she didn't want to hit someone who smiled at her, she didn't refuse. She wanted to see if the person who was familiar with Jiang could be a good person!
"Sister Qin!"
Feng pulled Jiang Mingzhi forward. The woman in the indigo-colored Ruyi Hangzhou silk spring gown turned around and saw that it was Feng. She smiled a little bit without much enthusiasm, nodded slightly, and pointed to the seat next to her for Feng to sit down.
"Hey, where's your sister?"
Feng sat down and asked Qin, while pulling Jiang Mingzhi to her side, saying with a smile: "Sister Qin, this is my family's eldest daughter Mingzhi. She has rarely gone out in recent years and doesn't recognize many people. I saw that your little sister is also well-behaved, so I wanted her to come and recognize people!"
Qin is the wife of the Marquis of Changyuan. Jiang Mingzhi had met her at the wedding banquet at Prince Jin's Mansion last time, but he didn't say hello at that time. Besides, hasn't Qin always been at odds with Feng? How come they can get along today?
The wife of the Marquis of Changyuan, then her daughter must be Han Qingyue, Jiang Mingzhi thought of this and found it really interesting!
She followed Feng's instructions and paid her respects to Qin as a junior. Qin had met Jiang Mingzhi last time, but when she saw her again this time, she felt that the girl seemed even prettier, with a better complexion and better spirits.
This is natural. These days, Jiang Mingzhi has been asking Butler Zhou for good things under the pretext of needing tonic because of her injuries. She chooses the best food and everything she uses. Even Butler Zhou feels a little pained, but he dares not say much. How could her complexion be bad? After all, she was poisoned in the past and lived in such a shabby yard where no one lived. It was heartbreaking just to think about it.
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