After the old lady said this, the smile on the little girl's face became much stiffer.
Perhaps it was because Xiao Cunyu's gaze was too open, the little girl also saw her when she turned her head, and was stunned for a moment.
The old lady also felt the same as her granddaughter, and followed her gaze to glance at Xiao Cunyu. Then she snorted, "What's the use of a man being good-looking? You must not be as confused as your sister!"
When the little girl heard this, she quickly looked away.
Xiao Cunyu was close enough that she could hear everything clearly.
But she was a little curious about what kind of noble man this old lady had her eyes on?
Cui Qiao said that this family was from a royal merchant family... There was also a surname on the carriage, Duan, which she had never heard of, and she didn't know what business the family was in.
Since they were female relatives, Xiao Cunyu didn't want to get too close to them. He handed the horses to the steward who was in charge at the foot of the mountain and went straight into the Taoist temple.
Today we are lining up to donate money.
There is also a special person outside the Taoist temple who is responsible for recording the amount of donations and the identity of the donors, and posting them on both sides of the temple's outer walls at any time.
Xiao Cunyu leaned over to take a look and was truly amazed.
The lowest donation here was at least one or two hundred taels of silver, and those who donated only a few dozen taels probably weren't even qualified to be on the list.
The imperial merchant Duan family donated one thousand taels of silver.
Reading further, Xiao Cunyu finally knew who the noble person the old lady was talking about.
The Crown Prince donated 6,000 taels of silver, Prince Rui and Prince Qin each donated 5,000 taels, and later on there was even the name of a member of the Wu family, who donated 500 volumes of books.
Wu Deshen had obtained hundreds of thousands of taels of silver in Jiangding, so naturally he didn't dare to donate a few thousand taels now, as it would make people think that they still had dirty silver in their hands. But this was a good opportunity to restore their reputation, and they had to show off in order to restore their image in the hearts of the people.
"The prince is here today too?" Xiao Cunyu grabbed a little Taoist priest and asked.
The young Taoist priest glanced at her warily, his eyes fixed on the sword at her waist. "I remember you. You've been here before. You were the master's distinguished guest, and you stole his sacred stone..."
"Nonsense, that was a voluntary transaction, not robbery." Xiao Cunyu immediately retorted.
This temple master is a bit unkind. Is this how he teaches his disciples?
The young Taoist priest looked unconvinced, but still said, "Your Highness's whereabouts cannot be disclosed."
Xiao Cunyu understood that he couldn't say it, because that meant the person was there.
Xiao Cunyu donated the banknotes in the name of his eldest brother, and then followed the three generations of the Duan family, grandparents and grandchildren.
Today the abbot will personally preach, and when he receives these kind-hearted people, if he sees someone with a "predestined relationship", he will also come forward to give some pointers.
A master-level figure like him rarely gives guidance to others, so many people come here today for this illusory fate.
Many people had already arrived. When it was the old lady of the Duan family's turn, the master of Qingfeng Temple frowned slightly.
Something seems to be wrong.
"Good man, have you been unwell recently?" The abbot of Qingfeng Temple is still very capable.
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Duan's face finally showed some joy, and she quickly said, "Old Immortal, have you figured it out? Could it be that I'm really possessed by an evil spirit?"
"Good man, is there a soul of an unjustly killed person in your house? Looking at your body, it is probably the revenge of the resentful soul. Good man, you can stay in the temple for a while. I will ask someone to perform a ritual for you to see if it can bring peace to this soul." The master of Qingfeng Temple said, and asked the Taoist boy next to him to guide and take the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren downstairs.
The old lady breathed a sigh of relief. After coming to this Taoist temple, she felt a little more relaxed.
"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor..." Xiao Cunyu suddenly stretched out his head and winked at the master of Qingfeng Temple.
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