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Someone came over and took their horses over to feed them, then led the guards to eat while welcoming Xie Wanqing and the rest to their quarters.

"The little temple is simple and crude. Thank you for your understanding, Second Miss." The monk who was leading them settled them down, putting his palms together. Soon, a young monk came up with some food.

In the end, Hanshan Temple was still a temple, so the food was naturally not as sumptuous as Marquis Anyang's Mansion.

Xie Wanqing had just recovered from her sickness, and just when she needed to recuperate, how could she just eat these things? Seeing this, Mama Zeng felt that something was amiss, but she couldn't say it in front of the monk, and only kept her words to her stomach.

Yue Xin remained silent at the side.

Xie Wanqing thanked the monk and began to eat calmly. The monk saw that she didn't seem to be in any mood to stay away from him, so he calmed down and left.

Although some wealthy families would say that it was as if they were drinking and praying, in truth, within a few days, they were already clamoring about where to eat and what to eat. It was difficult for them to do all this for the monks in the kitchen.

If it was only this, then why did they come to the temple on the mountain to pray? They were here to torture these monks.

Therefore, every time they heard that a rich family had come to pray for their blessings, the monks would always look miserable.

As a result, when the monk received the news that the Second Miss s with Marquis Anyang's Mansion were coming, his heart tightened. Seeing that it was such a young child, his brain grew even bigger.

Even though their new host had said that if they ever again disliked that person, they would directly send him out to pray for blessings. But they were usually honest monks who ate and recited scriptures. How could they have the guts to do so? At most, they would think about it and have yet to put it into practice.

Seeing that Xie Wanqing was well-behaved and not picky when it came to eating, he finally felt relieved. Regardless of whether Xie Wanqing would suddenly cause a ruckus in the future, it was all in the past today. What happened in the future could be discussed later. This was just as their new host had said. Doing things for one day and bumping into each other for one day, it didn't matter what happened behind him.

Although it was all perverted logic, it was not without reason.

In that room, Xie Wanqing completely did not expect that in the monk's eyes, she had already become a flood and fierce beast, and the Hanshan Temple was so fresh and delicious, she had just recovered from her illness and ate well, so she quickly finished her meal.

After she cleaned her hands, the Mama Zeng advised: "Miss, your body has just recovered, how can you eat these vegetarian snacks day after day. Why not send a guard down the mountain to buy meat dishes?"

In the end, the Mama Zeng was wary that this was a temple, so she did not tell the monks to make meat for her.

Xie Wanqing knew that Mama was doing this for her own good, but she had said that she was only here to eat and recite scriptures to pray for her Marquis Anyang's Mansion, so she could only eat and recite scriptures.

Currently, Xie Wanyun and Concubine Fang were staring at her from the shadows, like ghosts and demons. She could not afford to make the slightest mistake, or all her efforts would be for naught.

Therefore, she shook her head and said, "There's no need Mama. I've already eaten a lot of big fish and big meat at the Hou Mansion, and changing tastes are also good. Otherwise, it would be a waste if Bodhisattva knew that I secretly ate meat and meat. "

How could the Mama Zeng not know that she was here to pray, but there were many people who came here to pray. Which one of them was actually reading scriptures through meditation, and that was all they were doing?

Who would have thought that Xie Wanqing would be so stubborn, the Mama Zeng could only advise: "Young miss is still young, as long as you are kind, the Buddha will bless Marquis Anyang's Mansion."

Seeing Xie Wanqing still refusing, she could only give up.

From then on, Xie Wanqing stayed in the Hanshan Temple, and the guards followed her.

Usually when she woke up in the morning, Xie Wanqing would go recite a scripture or sit under the window and write a scripture. However, the monks inside the temple were all surprised as they had never seen such a wealthy young miss before.

Even the new host was shocked by the monk's words. They even said that Xie Xianqing must have been fated with Buddha or had thoroughly understood the Dharma, or else a seven-year-old child and the daughter of a rich family would be able to recite buddhist scriptures. It was simply unimaginable for this young master to not make a ruckus every day and still be able to recite buddhist scriptures.

"Maybe she's a fool?" Du Fa giggled.

The monks at the side disdained, "Host, have you ever seen a fool who can read Buddhist scriptures?"

"As long as someone teaches me, I will naturally be able to do so. Perhaps I will be even better at reading than you guys."

"Yeah, I went to bring them food yesterday and saw that the buddhist scriptures copied by that young lady are much more neat than the one you copied." A monk spoke up.

Du Fa was so angry that he threw the buddhist beads at them, and when the monks saw him take action they immediately scattered and ran away.

Du Fa had not been here for long, he thought to himself, since it was given to him by the Emperor, he should go take a look, and not see if it was worth it. But who knew that when he came to the temple, he would be given a gold robe, pushed out to meet various kinds of people.

He found the host from before and pushed him out to meet the believers. He himself took the task of copying the Buddhist scriptures every day, but pitifully, he had never copied so many Buddhist scriptures in his life before, and those monks even thought that he copied them not seriously.

After continuously copying scriptures for about seven days, Du Fa felt that his hand was about to break. There was no one who wanted to talk to him. Shen Yuan did not come to see him.

Now that he heard that the Second Miss had come, wasn't the Second Miss the Xie Wanqing he saw at Shouxi School back then?

Du Fa felt that he finally found someone to talk to.

Mama Zeng extended his hand to receive the food in his hand, but that monk refused. She smiled and said: I am old acquaintances with Second Miss, now that we have met here, no matter what, it is fate for us to meet each other. No matter what, we should at least meet each other once, right?

Mama Zeng had a bad impression when she saw Yue Yang's mischievous smile. She thought to herself: "Since when did my clan's young miss ever know a monk like this, you should stop spouting nonsense here! "Give me the food and leave. Otherwise, don't blame me for calling the guards over."

How could Du Fa be willing to listen to her? He shouted towards the house: Thank you Second Miss, your old friend is here to visit, you must at least meet me once!

Seeing that he was being so presumptuous, the Mama Zeng opened her mouth to call for the guards, but suddenly, Xie Wanqing's voice came out of the house: "Mama, let him in."

Hearing that, Du Fa went around the Mama Zeng and entered the house.

"Long time no see, Master Du Fa." She poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of him.

"Why are you here?" Du Fa did not accept her tea, but stared at her and asked her instead. He kept having the feeling that the meeting between the two wasn't a coincidence, and was most likely something that Xie Wanqing had planned for.

Seeing this, Xie Wanqing did not hide anything from him. She asked Xie Huaixing to ask Shen Yuan where Master Du Fa was currently, and Shen Yuan said that he would host the event with Hanshan Temple. That's why she came today.

Du Fa raised her head and drank the tea that she passed to him, then said: "I suddenly remembered that I haven't finished copying my own Buddhist scriptures, so I won't disturb Second Miss anymore."

As he spoke, he got up to take his leave.

How could Xie Wanqing let him go so easily? She pulled his cassock and said: "Xiqing helped Master Du Fa, and now that it's Master Du Fa's turn to help, why are you leaving?"

The person who Du Fa used her name to lie about her Shouxi School before, although this matter made her name famous, it still made her an enemy of many.

The Shouxi School was established by the founding emperor, and the students inside were either rich or noble. There were all kinds of talented people who were diligent, but Du Fa's single sentence could not compare to her, a seven year old girl. Daughter of Concubine of the Marquis Anyang's Mansion, how many complaints could everyone have against her?

Xie Wanqing believed that Du Fa knew about all these, so she only stared at him with her black eyes.