Because a Mr. Xie was found to come up yesterday, Tang Ning did not sit at the desk again on that day. Therefore, when he went to solve the signature with the shaking out signature, some people saw that the Tang master of yesterday was missing, and the one sitting there was a famous Mr. Xie with a hat and a two moustache.
"I don't think it's a monk named Tangshi who unties the signature here? How can you get to know Mr. Zhang? " Someone couldn't help asking.
"Yes! What's going on? Why is it not the one yesterday? "
"Amitabha, benefactors, master Tang is leaving tomorrow, so this is Mr. Jiexie of Hanshan Temple. It's the same with him to untie the autograph." Said a middle-aged monk.
When he said this, the people looked at each other in awe. Although they felt that the people who understood the signing were not happy, they still took the signature to Mr. Xie. The Mr. Xie had some skills in his body. He said it in a right way, which made the people smile and willingly took out the money to pay the cost of signing.
Tang Ning, who was free, went to see the seriously injured old monk and asked people to cook medicine for him. After carefully taking care of him, she also turned to the front gate of the temple. Looking at the Pilgrims who were going up the mountain, she couldn't help smiling.
At the same time, in the town some distance away from here, the Yang family, that is, the old man's family, was full of Yang family leaders.
"You can't do that, old man! The original decision was overturned by a little monk. It is impossible to say that there is disaster in the house! Our Yang family is a respectable person in the town. How could there be any disaster? According to my opinion, this trip still has to go. This is related to the future development of our Yang family. If we miss this opportunity, I'm afraid there will be no next time. "
A middle-aged man said, the voice sonorous and powerful, obviously, not satisfied with the arrangement of things so because of a little monk's words and disrupted.
"Father, let's go with the original plan! This opportunity is really too rare, if we give up like this, it is really a pity, father, or try it! This is a rare opportunity for our Yang family. " Another middle-aged man said, his eyes fell on the old man, hoping he could agree.
"Master, do as you planned! If we don't feel at ease, we can bring more people, so that we don't have to worry about what will go wrong on the way Another said.
Listening to them all holding on, the old man paused for a moment and took a deep breath. Then he said, "in this case, let's go according to the original plan! Send more guards to follow, so that it's safer. Even if there's something wrong, it won't be a mess. "
"Good." In this regard, other people have no opinion, and naturally we should.
After the crowd dispersed, the old man was still worried. He thought of what the master Tang said. So he called a confidant and told him, and he went directly to Hanshan Temple.
At noon, the monks invited Tang Ning to the meditation room. After he sat down, they said, "master Tang, the old master of the Yang family sent someone to specially send a large amount of sesame oil money."
Hearing this, Tang Ning shook his head and said, "it's a pity! The robbery of his family still needs blood. "