Chapter 65 Fortune Telling

"What good stuff?" Zheng He was curious.

"Mother, you don't need to know. You won't understand even if I tell you." Yun Ransheng didn't want to say more. The women in the harem just had to please the emperor.

"Okay, I'm leaving. Don't worry, mother, I will make you the most noble woman in the world." Yun Ransheng was very confident.

"Okay, mother, wait." Zheng He smiled.

"By the way, mother, let grandpa check where the Feng family got the 500-year-old ginseng."

"Okay, tomorrow mother will ask your grandmother to enter the palace."

Yun Ransheng was very skeptical. Does ginseng really have such a great effect?

​​I have never seen it in my previous life, nor have I heard of such a high-aged ginseng.

Isn't ginseng just a tonic?

But what he didn't know was that the ginseng that Feng Tianxing took out was full of spiritual energy. Maybe he didn't believe that there was really a world of cultivation in this world.

On the second day, Song Shuqing received Eunuch Ming from the harem again.

Every time, Eunuch Ming, the chief steward of the harem, was invited.

It can be seen that the empress valued the Feng family.

Song Shuqing was very happy to learn that they were going to the temple.

She hadn't been to the temple for a long time. The reason why the lady could come back was that the gods pointed the way. Although she knew that the lady knew the way herself, she had a first impression. In her heart, the gods pointed the way.

Then she had to go to fulfill her wish.

Feng Tianxing was very happy to hear that they were going to visit the temple.

She had been back to the Marquis' Mansion for almost four months and had never been to the temple.

She was looking forward to it.

Early in the morning on the second day of September.

Feng Tianxing got up when Song Shuqing called her. She usually stayed in bed for a while.

Feng Yuanjie went to school, and now her mother is with her every day, and she is happy every day.

Feng Yuanhan asked for leave from school, and he wanted to be a guard to protect his mother and sister.

When they arrived at the city gate, they waited first.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, they saw a team of palace guards escorting a gorgeously decorated carriage slowly approaching. There was also a smaller carriage behind, which was obviously for maids.

Wu Miaozhen didn't want to be high-profile, so she only brought twenty guards and two big maids.

But the empress's departure from the palace cannot be kept low-key.

Which family in the upper class in the capital didn't know about it?

Song Shuqing led the two children to greet them.

As a result, when the curtain was lifted, the empress and her mother and son were all inside.

"You two brothers, get on the carriage to the Feng family. Madam Feng, Tianxing, get on quickly." Wu Miaozhen's son is not popular now, but little Tianxing is popular.

"Mother, I want to stay." Yun Ranqing looked at his mother pitifully, but unfortunately his mother couldn't see his expression.

"Mother, talk to Madam Feng about your true feelings. What are you talking about here?"

Yun Ranqing got off the carriage with grievance.

"Tianxing, come, auntie has prepared lotus cake for you." Wu Miaozhen was happy when she saw Feng Tianxing.

This child made her like him for no reason, without any reason, and not because she could see the face of the fourth prince.

[Thank you, auntie, queen. ] Feng Tianxing happily took it and started to eat it.

Well, sweet but not greasy.

"Madam Feng, you should know what happened yesterday. Thank you. If it weren't for the ginseng you gave me, the Queen Mother would have..." Needless to say, the two knew what was said afterwards.

"Your Majesty, you are not to be thanked. This is also the Queen Mother's luck."

"Madam Feng's generosity in giving gifts is beyond my expectation. I will remember this kindness. Alas..., the Emperor did this for a ginseng... It's good for you. Lord Wu'an treats you as he did at the beginning." The Queen had a hard time speaking and envied Song Shuqing.

But once she entered the palace, she was trapped in it for the rest of her life.

In fact, all married women are like this. It depends on who they marry.

"Your Majesty..., the Emperor had no choice." Song Shuqing was also present at the time. The Emperor was indeed too heartbreaking, but he was the Son of Heaven, and the evidence was "conclusive."

Fortunately, the concubine was very capable and found the ginseng.

She didn't know how to comfort the Empress.

"Let's not talk about it. Fortunately, both princes are filial."

Feng Tianxing felt emotional as she listened to the two women. Not to mention this mortal world, even in the world of cultivation where she used to be, most female cultivators still have to rely on male cultivators or families to survive.

[How about deposing the Emperor and letting the eldest prince take the throne? Xiao Hei stepped in and got it done in an instant.] Feng Tianxing thought so. For her, it was too easy to accomplish this.

If it weren't for the master's words that she couldn't do anything rash, there was nothing she couldn't do.

Song Shuqing was shocked.

He reached out and hugged Feng Tianxing, patting her back, fearing that she would really do that.

The lady must not have such thoughts.

In Song Shuqing's eyes, the emperor was still a wise monarch. He gave the queen all the respect she deserved.

But the struggles in the palace were everywhere, making it hard to guard against.

"Your Majesty, that matter must be someone targeting you or the two princes. The emperor was just being used. You should think more open-mindedly. Now that the eldest and second princes are about to reach adulthood, some things are inevitable. It is better to make plans early."

Song Shuqing said this, which was considered a surrender.

The two chatted while the carriage moved slowly.

It took about half an hour to arrive at Linghua Temple.

The abbot Master Zhenyuan had already been waiting at the gate with a group of monks.

Master Zhenyuan looked to be about fifty years old, wearing a gray cassock, which made him look a bit like a Buddhist.

The Queen is coming, so of course the place has to be cleared.

"Amitābha, I pay my respects to the Queen, and to the two Highnesses, Madam Feng and Miss Feng." Zhenyuan came forward to greet them. "

Master, there is no need to be polite. I am sorry to bother you today." "You are most

welcome. Please come in, all the distinguished guests."

Master Zhenyuan personally led the group into the mountain gate.

Wu Miaozhen and Song Shuqing worshipped all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Linghua Temple very devoutly and gave incense money.

Today, the Queen came here to relax, and she had something else to ask the presiding master.

Finally, the few people were led to the presiding master's meditation room and sat down.

The little nun served tea and left.

"Master, I came here today to trouble you with something."

"Amitabha, please tell me, Queen." Zhenyuan put his hands together.

"My fourth prince, I think you know his situation. But I don't know why for so many years. Please give me some advice and calculate his fortune." Wu Miaozhen pulled Yun Ranqing in front of her.

Zhenyuan had only heard that no one could see the fourth prince's face before, and today he saw it for the first time.

It was just as people said.

In fact, he had been observing this boy since he first saw him. When the Empress took him to burn incense and pray for blessings, he had been following a little kid.

But he could not see anything.

"Empress, when it comes to fortune-telling, I am not the most accurate in the temple. Master Wuyuan is."

"Oh? Then can we ask him to tell the fortune for the prince?" Wu Miaozhen really didn't know this.

"He is here, I will ask him to come."

About a quarter of an hour later, an older monk walked in from the door. He had a kind face and was about seventy years old.

After greeting, the old monk took out a set of fortune-telling tools from his arms without saying a word: a tortoise shell.

It was polished very smoothly.

"Your Highness Ming Wang, please write a word on the tortoise shell." Master Wuyuan handed the pen to Yun Ranqing, but did not dip the pen in ink.

Yun Ranqing took it, looked at Feng Tianxing, and wrote the word "天".

Master Wuyuan put the turtle shell into a bamboo tube, shook it, and threw it.

The turtle shell fell out of the bamboo tube.

But...