Helian Chi glanced at her lazily: "Miss Mu, this is not a provocation. If the Mu family doesn't want to live anymore, they can just say so directly. Why send a stupid little girl to test it?"

"you--"

"What does Miss Mu want to say? Refute? Explain? Make up?" Helian Chi sneered and said with disdain, "Zhuo Liu, send Jingzhao Yin away."

Miss Mu's bright eyes blinked again and again, full of anger. When she wanted to protest loudly, Zhuo Liu covered her mouth.

Helian Chi drooped his eyelids, turned back, and ordered Qiu Zhe who was beside Helian Sheng: "Take your master back home. Tell him everything that happened today without missing a word."

Qiu Zhe: “Understood.” - The Dragon Boat Festival in Zhaoyang County is no less celebrated than that in the capital.

Helian Yu was chewing some glutinous rice dumplings dipped in sugar, and seeing that Fang Zhengjin was the only one eating differently from everyone else, he quietly moved closer.

"Fang Fang, what are you eating?"

Fang Zhengjin quickly put the jiao shu in his hand behind his back, and said in a veiled manner: "Your Highness, I only want to eat sweet jiao shu."

"Really?" Helian Yu said again, "I don't believe it."

Fang Zhengjin: “…”

Helian Yu dodged and went behind her, taking the jiaoshu from her hand: "Fresh meat jiaoshu?"

"Your Highness knows?" Fang Zhengjin said cautiously, "My maternal grandparents live in the south. I had pork-fried glutinous rice dumplings at my maternal grandparents' house once two years ago and fell in love with them. But my family members don't quite accept it."

"Normal." Helian Yu returned Fang Zhengjin's glutinous rice dumplings and pressed her to sit down. "There are also fresh meat, ham, egg yolks and the like in the palace, but because of taste and customs, candied dates, red dates, and white glutinous rice glutinous rice dumplings are more common."

"Master loves to eat fresh meat dumplings." Helian Yu complained, "Also, he eats buns and dumplings, but definitely not those pointed ones."

Fang Zhengjin almost burst into tears: "Does he drink salty soy milk?"

“…Sweet.”

Fang Zhengjin held back his tears: "Forget it, no one understands me."

Helian Yu patted her shoulder and said, "You were born in the wrong area."

Fang Zhengjin nodded with tears in her eyes: "Your Highness understands me."

Helian Yu picked up the sweet corn and took a bite: "Hmm."

Fang Zhengjin: “…”

After eating the glutinous rice dumplings, the sun passed noon and everyone at the banquet was served drinks and scented tea of ​​their own taste, which was really comprehensive.

The little maid hurried over and gave Ci Dong a wink. After Ci Dong went over, the two of them whispered to each other and Ci Dong returned to Helian Yu.

"Master, there are a few monks outside begging for alms." Ci Dong whispered, "I want you to go out and meet them."

"Monk?" Helian Yu thought for a moment and stood up, "Take some white horned millet and go out to take a look."

Ci Dong took a golden plate, put a pile of glutinous rice dumplings on it, and followed Helian Yu. Fang Zhengjin and others entertained the guests on behalf of Helian Yu.

Outside the county government gate.

Seven monks stood separately, with their right hands raised in front of their chests, chanting "Amitabha".

The main door opened, and the guards rushed out first, surrounding the monk. Then, Helian Yu appeared under the protection of the guards.

"Monk, you can beg for alms from countless people, but you chose to find our county government. I guess there is something important that you have to tell us." Helian Yu went straight to the point.

The leading monk was old and frail, with clear eyes. He stepped forward and bowed, "Amitabha, the donor has bad luck in his life and is weak and frail. I cannot bear it, so I come here on the Dragon Boat Festival to break this bad luck."

Ci Dong: ??? Is there a time when the master is so obedient? It's rare! It's a pity that the national teacher left early. If he left a few days later, I would have heard it!

The old monk's eyes showed a kind of compassion for all living beings: "Donor, why bother yourself with trivial matters? Buddha and Bodhisattva hate to see people suffer the most."

"Really?" Helian Yu asked back, "Three years ago, there was a severe drought in the Central Plains, and five years ago, there was a flood in the south of the Yangtze River. Did the Buddha and Bodhisattva protect the world?"

"Donor, life is a test. Only by enduring hardships and accumulating blessings can you achieve reincarnation and happiness in the next life." The old monk said kindly, "Donor and Buddha have a predestined relationship. It is the Buddha who guides me and enlightens you."

Helian Yu stepped back hurriedly: "Don't try to persuade me. The beautiful nuns in the Taishan Nunnery are as good as the skinny horses in Yangzhou. How dare you defile this temple? Come on! Capture them!"

Old monk:???

"Why do you want to embarrass me, benefactor?" The old monk finally realized that Helian Yu had never believed him from the beginning. "I came here to enlighten you under the guidance of the Buddha, but you are so stubborn!"

Helian Yu was surprised: "When the Buddha guided you, didn't he tell you that I was stubborn and unyielding?"

Ci Dong raised her hand to support her forehead. Her master was too playful. If it weren’t for the real Buddha coming down, her master would not believe in the so-called guidance and advice.

Old monk: “…”

"Pretending to be a monk to commit fraud, he was sent to the government office for torture and confessed all his crimes!"

At Helian Yu's command, the guards captured the monks.

“You are—”

The guard covered the monk's mouth and warned him in a low voice: "How many heads do you have to chop off?"

Helian Yu turned around, looked at Ci Dong, and said, "Wait for Chang An to come back and ask him to come see me."

"clear."

When Ci Dong turned around, he looked deeply in the direction where the monks were taken away, and sighed that one crisis after another was about to come.

That night.

There was a knock on the door, accompanied by a voice: "Master, Chang An wants to see you."

Helian Yu was wearing a pink undershirt and pants, stepping on the clean carpet, and hurriedly said, "Come in."

Chang An pushed the door open and saw Helian Yu was barefoot. He had no choice but to remind him, "Your Highness, the ground is cold."

"No problem." Helian Yu climbed onto the couch, crossed his legs, and waved his hand. "Did you see any active monks while patrolling the city these days?"

Chang An lowered his eyebrows and thought, "I can see them once or twice a day. If you say they are active, then maybe it can be considered that. There are monks in all four cities, southeast, northwest, and northeast. In the past, there were monks begging for alms, but Chang An never thought about it carefully. Now it seems that there is indeed something wrong and unreasonable."

"Have you heard their arguments?" Helian Yu pulled the corner of her clothes with her small hands, her big black and white eyes were bright and clear. "It's probably about doing good deeds and enduring hardships. If you do this and that, you will be able to reincarnate and become a rich man or a high official in your next life."

Chang An couldn't help but look up: "As Your Highness expected. But isn't this originally a Buddhist doctrine?"

"Indeed." Helian Yu leaned against the low table. "Only in troubled times do we need this kind of public opinion about suffering and enjoying happiness in reincarnation. Zhaoyang County cannot reach such a chaotic level. You should pay attention when patrolling the streets these days and see who is behind them to stir up public anger."

"Understood." Chang An lowered his eyes, and had already come up with a plan in his mind, "Master, please go to bed early. Chang An will withdraw first."

"Um."

Chang An went out of the door, and Ci Dong came over: "Get another basin of hot water for the master to soak his feet. If the cold air enters his body when the weather gets cold, he will definitely get sick."

"Okay." Ci Dong nodded and asked softly, "Is this serious?"