Ever since these two people were sent into official career, Xu Jianguo has never contacted them once. This time it involves the affairs of Qingyun Temple, so it shouldn't be a problem to ask them for help to find out.
What he was most worried about was that someone might have taken a fancy to the land of Qingyun Temple, or that someone might have other ideas about it.
Due to the limitations of the times, Xu Jianguo was unable to buy the land use rights of the hill where Qingyun Temple was located, so he had to think of other ways.
But there is no point in thinking too much now. Everything will have to wait until Fu Bo comes back after finding out the news before making any plans.
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Two days later, it was December 31, 1971.
News about Qingyun Temple came from Fu Bo.
Xu Xiaoqi told Fu Bo the news after she had inquired about it.
The group of people who went to the foot of Qingyun Temple Mountain before were from the Taoist Association of the government office.
In addition to the people from the association, there were also several staff members from the administrative office and Fu'an County accompanying them.
The purpose of their visit was to register the information of the Taoists in Qingyun Temple. In other words, they wanted to bring Qingyun Temple under the management of the association.
However, the group wandered around the foot of the mountain of Qingyun Temple for several days but still could not find the way up the mountain, and finally had to return empty-handed.
As for how the people in the association knew that there was a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, Xu Xiaoqi was unable to find out, but she thought that someone from another Taoist temple must have known about it before and passed it on to the ears of the people in the association.
After hearing the news, Xu Jianguo felt relieved. He asked Fu Bo to tell the old Taoist priest the news. The specific choice would depend on the old man himself.
Because tomorrow is the Gregorian New Year, the institute only works half a day today. Everyone's face is full of smiles and looks very happy.
In the morning, Xu Jianguo gathered three deputy directors and some people from the administrative and logistics departments and held a small meeting with them.
The main content of the meeting was the work arrangements during the holiday period, which included the storage of documents and materials, fire prevention and theft prevention.
After the meeting, Xu Jianguo took Zhao Changshan and Liu Yang to the cafeteria to have lunch, and then drove directly back home.
Because tomorrow is a holiday, Xu Jianguo has already made an appointment with several old men and women to have a reunion dinner at his home as usual.
So he had to arrange for Du Yu and Xu Xiaoshi to prepare in advance. At the same time, he was always thinking about the affairs of the Taoist Association and was preparing to go to Qingyun Temple in person to take a look.
After returning home, Xu Jianguo took the ferocious Xu Ping'an from Du Yu's arms and carried him directly back to the space.
All the ingredients that would be used tomorrow had been prepared in advance by Fu Bo. After Xu Jianguo checked that there were no problems, he took Xu Ping'an to the Seven-Star Teleporter in the second courtyard and stood on the Tianquan Star Position.
With a flash of white light, the father and son appeared in the Sanqing Hall of Qingyun Temple.
Faced with the sudden change of environment, little Xu Ping'an, who had already adapted to it, did not feel any discomfort. Instead, he stared around with his big eyes.
When the little guy saw the statue of the Three Pure Ones enshrined above the main hall, his face was slightly stunned, and then he clapped his hands and giggled.
Logically speaking, this was not Xu Ping'an's first time to Qingyun Temple, nor was it the first time he saw the statues of the Three Pure Ones, but a situation like today had never happened before. This made him a little puzzled. He looked at his son in his arms for a while, then looked at the three white-bearded old men above, and shook his head helplessly.
Xu Jianguo placed Xu Ping'an on the cushion on the ground, then cleaned up the offerings on the altar and replaced them with new offerings. Considering that tomorrow is the Gregorian New Year, he also placed a jar of Fu Bo's homemade white wine on the altar.
After preparing everything, Xu Jianguo took out the incense, lit it, bowed three times respectfully, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.
Looking at his father's expression, Xu Ping'an also climbed up from the mat and bowed in the same way.
Just as the father and son bowed at the same time, a golden light shot out from between the eyebrows of the three statues and headed straight for Xu Ping'an.
After the three golden lights met in the air, they entangled together, forming a rune full of mysterious aura. Then, in the blink of an eye, they drilled into the Baihui acupoint on the top of the little guy's head silently.
After Xu Jianguo finished burning incense, he was about to turn around and carry Xu Ping'an to the backyard of the Taoist temple to find the old Taoist priest.
But when he saw his son, he was suddenly stunned. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the little guy seemed different from before, but he couldn't tell what was different. It was very strange.
However, Xu Jianguo didn't take it seriously, thinking it might be his illusion, so he carried the little guy and left the Sanqing Temple.
The old Taoist Xuanjue was very happy when he saw Xu Jianguo and his son. However, when he held Xu Ping'an in his arms, he was slightly stunned. Then he looked at the little guy in his arms carefully, and after a moment he burst into laughter.
"Master Dao, what's going on with you?" Xu Jianguo, who was standing aside, asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Ping'an is a blessed child!" said the old Taoist priest, holding Xu Ping'an in one hand and stroking his beard with the other.
"Nonsense, of course my son is blessed, do I need you to tell me that?" Xu Jianguo rolled his eyes at the old Taoist priest.
Seeing this, the old Taoist priest said angrily, "You know shit. When I say blessed, I mean Ping An, the child is blessed. He is destined to be rich and powerful in this life!"
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