Chapter 190 A Deep Fate
In the Taoist temple.
Under the old locust tree.
An old man and a young boy are playing an unfinished game of chess.
Shi Shu was waiting by the side, and was about to bring the poured tea to King Jing and the old Taoist priest, when suddenly a gust of autumn wind blew by.
Dust and broken leaves fell in a cloud of rain.
Shi Shu frowned slightly, it seemed that the tea had to be brewed again.
Right at this moment.
The old Taoist waved his sleeves, picked up a palm-leaf fan, fanned the two cups of tea on the table, and waved them aside...
All the dust and leaves were carried by the wind and flew straight out the door without a trace left.
With another turn of his hand, the two doors slammed shut.
Shi Shu widened his eyes and looked down at the tea in the cup.
There was not a trace of dirt on the water, and there was even a shallow whirlpool on the surface.
King Jing was stunned for a moment. What a powerful Taoist!
He picked up the teacup, raised his cup and said with a smile: "Immortal, please!"
"Please." The old Taoist nodded slightly, picked up the tea and drank it all in one gulp. After finishing, he handed the teacup to Shi Shu, who was still in shock. "Another cup, please."
Shi Shu came back to his senses and became even more respectful to the ragged old Taoist priest, and hurriedly poured tea.
The old Taoist drank several cups in a row.
King Jing then took the ball down and casually said, "Immortal, what did you just say was a pity?"
He and the Taoist priest met because of his niece.
After I went back that time, I always felt that the old Taoist was unfathomable. There was always hidden meaning in his words, he would say half and leave the other half unsaid, making it hard to understand, but I couldn't help but want to explore it.
So I came to Qingyun Temple again.
He happened to meet an old Taoist playing chess, and the two were evenly matched.
This is how we became chess friends.
The old Taoist priest with a white beard stroked his beard and looked at him with a half-smile. "I met a little girl. She originally had an excellent destiny. However, because she committed evil in her previous life and helped the evil in this life, her best destiny was ruined. Don't you think it's a pity?"
"Well, what a pity!" King Jing looked at the chessboard and said absentmindedly, "It turns out that people's fate is not fixed..."
"Of course not."
King Jing felt the burning gaze from the opposite side.
He suddenly raised his head and saw the cunning look in the old Taoist's eyes.
He stood up and personally poured a cup of tea and offered it to her. "Immortal, I'm here this time because of my niece. She's been making a fuss lately, wanting to go back to the capital. She's been so picky about food, refusing to eat or drink, and is even sick... You suggested letting her become a nun. Is that true?"
The eldest sister gave the child to him, but unexpectedly the child became sick and he didn't know how to explain to her when he returned.
"Do we really have to send her away? But she is still so young." King Jing sighed and murmured a few words.
Not to mention that he couldn't bear it, even the Cao family would not agree.
Her father and grandmother had to come over crying and making a fuss.
The eldest sister did not like Prince Consort Cao, and the two of them lived in separate houses since their child was born, one in Cao's house and the other in the princess's house.
Most of the time, my sister met him to look after the children.
So until now, the Cao family has only Jiayue as their only child, and they treasure her like the apple of their eye.
If Jiangzhou wasn't so remote, I'm afraid their whole family would have followed us here.
King Jing asked, "Is there any way for the immortal to make her stop being picky about food?"
The old Taoist with white beard twitched his brows.
He smiled and said, "My dear friend, you call me an immortal, but I am not a real immortal. I can't take care of the little kid's food and drink..."
King Jing smiled awkwardly, thinking that he was desperate and trying all kinds of treatments.
The old Taoist continued, "I can only say that the girl's virtue is unworthy of her position. She cannot bear the blessings and fortune. It is best for her to leave that blessed nest as soon as possible. That's all I have to say. You can think about it yourself."
His eyes fell on the little girl beside him. "Look at this little girl. She can cure your niece's illness. She... is blessed with great fortune..."
There was a golden light on the little baby's head. He must have done a lot of good deeds in his previous life, but did not have a good ending, so he came here.
But strangely, the little baby's aura was very similar to that of the boy in front of him, as if they had a deep connection.
King Jing frowned and thought.
Jia Yuede is unworthy of his position and cannot bear the blessings...
What... does this mean?
He wanted to ask, but the old Taoist with white beard would definitely not tell him.
Then he heard the old Taoist ask him, "My friend, who is this girl to you?"
Madam Lu went to the farm at the foot of the mountain to investigate, and left the little one with him to take care of. The little guy fell asleep on his shoulder.
It is really easy to raise.
Jiang Miaomiao has the habit of taking a nap. If no one calls her, she can sleep all afternoon.
She can fall asleep outdoors by lying on someone she knows or by giving her a piece of grass and a pillow.
At this moment, he was occupying the old Taoist's recliner, covered with King Jing's cloak, sleeping soundly with his legs spread out, and snoring softly.
His saliva flowed onto the brocade robe.
Xier held a round fan and stared at the little bug, not allowing it to get close to the young master.
King Jing was not surprised at all that Miaomiao was blessed with great fortune.
He looked at the little cub and touched her face lovingly. "This is my neighbor's little girl. Did the immortal see anything?"
The old Taoist with white beard was a little surprised, "Just neighbors?"
He wouldn't be wrong. This girl had a very good destiny. Her eyebrows were somewhat similar to the boy in front of him.
From a distinguished background...
Moreover, she was covered in golden light, which could even turn misfortune into good fortune for those around her.
Is a blessed person.
"Why does the immortal ask this?" King Jing felt that there was something else behind the old Taoist's words.
The old Taoist priest started to play dumb again, saying, "This doll has a deep connection with you..."
King Jing smiled.
How could it not be deep? Without Miaomiao's family, he wouldn't even know where he would be now.
On the way back, King Jing kept pondering the Taoist's words.
"Shishu, what do you think the Taoist priest meant when he said Miaomiao could cure Jiayue's illness?"
"I think it's better to let them eat together. People say that children enjoy eating together." Last time, little Miaomiao poured a bowl of soup on her head and made the little princess obedient.
It is very effective.
King Jing pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Then... go back and try?"
Cao Mansion.
After being beaten with a stick, Nanny Yan, whose injuries had healed, continued to serve Princess Jiayue.
She took out something wrapped in oil paper from her bosom and handed it to Cao Jiayue, "Princess, come, eat quickly."
Cao Jiayue pushed aside the oil paper and her face lit up with joy. "Ah! Roast chicken! I love roast chicken."
"I'm glad you like it. This was secretly bought from Yipinju by someone I asked." Nanny Yan said as she wiped her master's mouth.
She felt sorry for her master and didn't want her to stay in Jiangzhou.
She didn't want to stay either. If she stayed any longer, she was worried that she would never come back.
But as a servant, she had no right to say anything, so she could only let the little princess suffer.
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