Wang Fu fell asleep in the carriage without realizing it. When she woke up again, she found that her parents and elder brothers were waiting for her in front of the main gate of the Marquis of Pingxi's mansion.
"Father, Mother, why are you waiting for me here?"
She hurriedly got off the carriage, ignoring her husband's eagerly outstretched hand and not even glancing at him, and ran towards the Marquis of Pingxi and his wife.
Behind him, Zheng Wen casually withdrew his hand and stood quietly, his fingernails digging into his flesh.
The powerful Marquis of Pingxi said in a deep voice, "Let's go in first and talk about it later," his eyes revealing excitement.
When Lady Hou saw her daughter, she felt both relieved and proud. Among so many noble families and ministers in the capital, her daughter had managed to catch the eye of the Princess of Qin!
"This time you really gave those gossipy bastards a good slap in the face. They said you weren't lucky, but I think they couldn't stand your good fortune."
The mother and daughter held hands, and Lady Hou looked relieved. Ever since her daughter lost her husband and then cursed him, some people had been gossiping non-stop.
Now things are great! Her daughter is very fortunate; the Qin princess herself said she has the best aptitude.
Once inside the main room, everyone sat down properly.
Wang Fu was not pretentious and recounted everything she had seen and heard in the underworld, eliciting gasps of astonishment.
"This is a great opportunity. You are my daughter, and you are destined to be involved in the court. I only ask you, what do you want to do next?"
Wang Fu couldn't help but raise her head, looking into her father's calm, unwavering eyes, and smiled slightly:
"I too shall go."
"Hahahaha!" Marquis Pingxi suddenly clapped his hands and laughed, startling everyone else.
“Good! Of all my children, you are most like me,” he said with emotion, adding that he often felt sorry for this daughter when she was at home.
She wasn't a son, but she possessed an innate ambition and intelligence.
As a woman in this patriarchal society, Wang Fu's life was already predetermined, but the arrival of ghosts and spirits gave her her greatest advantage.
In Chinese culture, "resembling a father" is the highest form of praise for children, representing the father's approval and affection for them.
Wang Fu was also moved at this moment, and it seemed that tears were about to fall, but she blinked and they disappeared quietly.
Marquis Pingxi took his son and daughter to the study to discuss the matter, while the others who remained paid no attention and continued their lively discussion.
The room was bustling with activity, but Zheng Wen, though present, was ignored by everyone. He didn't have the good manners to remain calm when treated poorly, and soon stormed off in a huff.
"What a bunch of idiots! They have a noble lady from the Marquis's mansion, yet they still dare to take in a whole house full of people," the heir's wife said disdainfully, which drew a chorus of agreement.
Lady Hou took a sip of tea, somewhat wistfully remarking that her daughter-in-law hadn't been this kind to her before…
This day was destined to be anything but peaceful. A dozen or so people returned from the underworld, and the stories and experiences they brought with them swept through the entire capital city.
The Goddess of Mount Tai, the Lord of Mount Tai, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, the River of Oblivion... all these novel elements subtly form a harmonious system.
After the emperor held a secret meeting with a group of important officials, the trend grew stronger and stronger, and the people became extremely interested in the afterlife.
Unbeknownst to them, the Great Jin Dynasty now had the Goddess of Mount Tai, and the Goddess... her master was incredibly powerful.
"We're lucky; even after we die, we'll still have connections," the simple, honest people thought to themselves, feeling they had gotten a good deal.
Because they felt guilty, they were even more obedient to the orders issued by the government.
For a time, officials in various places were surprised to find that the people under their rule were much more obedient, and that it was easier for them to do their work.
The court officials knew more, including the fact that the previous dynasty had collapsed in the underworld.
The concept of "yin virtue" is deeply ingrained in their minds. If they don't treat the people well and accumulate yin virtue in their lifetime, they won't be able to act arrogantly and domineeringly after death for long.
Officials also temporarily set aside their own selfish thoughts and joined the great cause of contributing to the prosperity of the Jin Dynasty.
For a time, it flourished.
………………
White Horse Temple.
They established themselves in the capital at the end of the previous dynasty and began spreading Buddhist teachings from the bottom up. Even today, there are still upper-class noblewomen who seek Buddhist guidance.
The abbot was chanting sutras peacefully when he was invited to the palace.
"Zen Master, is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva mentioned in Buddhist scriptures?"
The old monk, his eyes half-open, said, "Of course there is," and then began to explain, "The Ksitigarbha Sutra exists, but few monks study it."
Li Yue was not surprised to receive this statement; he never doubted its truthfulness.
What power does it possess?
The old monk seemed to be falling asleep.
"The Zen master doesn't even know?" Li Yue was a little angry. You're telling me you don't know about your own things? You must think I'm a fool.
The old monk said slowly, "Buddhism and Taoism were transmitted to the West, but many scriptures have been lost. This Bodhisattva only left behind this little bit of information."
Li Yue promised to rebuild the White Horse Temple and personally went to the temple to pay his respects to all the conditions, but the old monk still said he didn't know.
He only stopped when he got fed up.
Back at the temple, the old monk sat on a prayer mat, turning the prayer beads one by one.
In the stillness of the night, the old monk in the quiet room slowly smiled. The opportunity for Buddhism was about to arrive!
He sighed, feeling quite regretful, as he truly didn't know much about Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
The old monk naturally thought of the much-discussed underworld when the emperor summoned him to ask about this Bodhisattva.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva must be an important figure in the underworld, and the emperor must have heard of or even seen this Bodhisattva in the underworld!
Having realized this, if it weren't for his years of meditation practice, he would have immediately lost his composure in front of the emperor...
For many years, from young monks to old monks, presiding over the reading of scriptures and devoutly worshipping Buddha, I have never seen Buddha manifest.
Over time, he developed a rebellious idea: there is no Buddha or immortals in the world, only deluded mortals.
But his long-held faith prevented him from thinking that way.
At this moment, the old monk felt an unprecedented sense of joy and exhilaration. There really was a Buddha; they just weren't qualified to see him.
"The most important thing now is to be on good terms with the Goddess of Mount Tai," the old monk muttered to himself.
What is Ling Xiao doing, disturbing the spring waters? Unpacking the rewards!
"The Spring Song Set is nice."
"Energy potion, bad luck charm, disfigurement suit, tsk tsk tsk, I like it."
"Fertility pill, fertility pill, a bottle of cola, youth potion, fertility pill"
The more Ling Xiao smoked, the more resentful she became. "Why are they all fertility pills?! Is the God of Rebirth running an infertility hospital?!"
She said confidently, "Isn't this a palace intrigue movie set? You're saying that the most important thing for concubines is not beauty, but having children!"
This fertility pill is practically a nuclear bomb! It's not that you're unlucky, it's that you're incredibly lucky!"
Although she managed to smooth things over, Ling Xiao was still grinding her teeth in anger.
When she's unhappy, she needs to vent.
Li Yue seemed to sense danger and quickly became busy with political affairs every day, no longer even visiting the harem.
Empress Wen is a model of magnanimity and virtue, so there's no point in bullying her!
She would wander around the inner palace every day with a group of palace servants, looking for someone to bully.
At this time, General Su Lie, who had just defeated the Southern Barbarians, was leading his army back to the capital...
This young, brilliant general, with his strikingly handsome yet piercing face, wore a solemn expression.
Holding a series of intelligence letters, his expression grew increasingly strange. "Has His Majesty reached the age where he fears death...?"
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