When they arrived at the foot of Nantai Temple, Xiao Cunyu got off the carriage.
She patted her three-foot sword, released the ghost of the old woman in the APP Inn, and ordered the other party to kneel three times and kowtow nine times to go up the mountain to worship the gods.
The Nan Tai Temple has a positive atmosphere and evil spirits are hard to enter, but the old woman's ghost is protected by her three-foot sword. As long as the other party does not stay too far away from her sword, it will be safe.
The old woman was very pious.
Even as a ghost, one can tell that she is a good mother.
"You walk too slowly..." Zhou Jingmao muttered softly.
Of course he wanted to shout loudly, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince actually followed him step by step, not even bothering him, so he didn't dare to act rashly.
"Can you guys walk faster? This is my first time here, so of course I have to be more pious." Xiao Cunyu continued to make excuses for himself.
Kneeling down...that's impossible.
Too tired.
But she has to accompany the ghost of creating "achievements" for herself. This is professional ethics.
"No problem, it's a good opportunity to see the scenery here." Ying Huaiji was very easy to talk to.
Even he himself didn't understand why he was so fond of the Seventh Young Master of the Xiao Family. Perhaps it was because she was young and looked innocent, or maybe it was because she was unscrupulous, unlike other people in the world who were always filled with various emotions when looking at him.
Her behavior is indeed a bit lawless, but it makes people feel safe and comfortable.
"Yes, the scenery... is quite nice." Zhou Jingmao also flattered awkwardly from behind.
"Brother Jingmao, you should kneel three times and kowtow nine times, so that you can show your sincerity." Xiao Cunyu suddenly thought of something and said to Zhou Jingmao again.
She was not saying this to insult her brother, but out of genuine concern for him. He had been plagued by many disasters and misfortunes recently and had been quite unlucky. Coming to worship the gods would benefit him, and if he was more sincere, the benefits would be even greater.
“…” Zhou Jingmao was so angry that his liver ached.
Only he, with his good temper, could tolerate this pretty boy!
If it were that shameless Hang Gengyuan, the pretty boy would have been skinned alive long ago!
"Kneel down then..." Zhou Jingmao glanced at the prince and bowed obediently.
When he was a child, he heard his mother tell the story of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...
My mother said that the prince was very smart when he was young, and both His Majesty and the late Queen Mother loved him very much. He himself never took advantage of his favor and became arrogant. The ministers who taught the prince all felt that he would become a wise ruler when he grew up.
The prince was so young at that time, but a person’s character can be seen from his age. Everyone says so, which proves that the prince was really a good person.
Unfortunately, he was sent for proton therapy.
His mother said that on the day the prince left the capital, he kowtowed to the emperor and the late empress with his small body, and then left with firm steps without any complaints.
He was still a little child at the time, but he was able to do all this without crying or making a fuss, which was really rare.
What's more, he had suffered humiliation in Changguo for so many years, and even on the first day after returning to Beijing, he asked to be deposed without any complaints.
It is precisely because of this that both his ministers and the people of the world protect his position.
When Zhou Jingmao was a child, he loved listening to his mother telling stories about the prince. Later, his mother passed away and no one told him stories anymore. Now that he can see the protagonists of those stories with his own eyes, how can he not be excited?
He kowtowed every nine steps, and did it sincerely.
Fortunately, the steps of the Nantai Temple were not too high, and the group arrived there soon.
"Give me the banknotes. I will go to donate the incense money myself." Xiao Cunyu extended his hand to Zhou Jingmao, feeling very happy without even blushing.
"..." Zhou Jingmao's mouth twitched twice, and he took out a large sum of money in a low voice, "You, you should also save some money..."
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