Chapter 379
At noon the next day, the people from the Censor House picked out two boxes of silver coins and went to Qingxin Temple.
There are only four monks in Qingxin Temple, the old host, the little novice, Qingchen, and Qingchen's senior brother, a total of four.
When they saw the four servants of the imperial censor's mansion carrying two big red boxes with a big red happy ball tied on them, they were all blinded!
The four people carried the boxes and walked to the middle of the courtyard to put them down. The old host and several of them came over. The old host pointed to the two big red boxes, put his hands together, and asked, "Several donors, what do you mean?"
One of the men also put his hands together and said politely: "Host, it's like this, our Master Wei is going to marry a girl, and the girl asked Master Wei to convert the betrothal gifts into these silver taels and send them to your Qingxin Temple. Sesame oil money!"
"Ah?" The elder brother, who was a little fat and dressed in a gray monk robe, looked surprised. "The two boxes of silver have to be tens of thousands of taels at least. Did your Master Wei hear it wrong?"
"Haha!" The man smiled, "We Mr. Wei heard right, he did convert the betrothal gift into silver taels according to the girl's intention and send it to you. Since it has been delivered, then we will go back first and return to our lives. !"
"Dare to ask who the girl's last name is?" Qingchen asked suddenly.
"It seems to be called Tang Yan'er, a few masters, let's say goodbye first!" The man saluted the other three and then turned away.
When Qingchen heard those words, her heart throbbed inexplicably.
The little novice pulled Qingchen's sleeves, looked at him and said, "Brother, isn't that female donor the same female donor who came to our temple a few days ago? I have never seen her before, so she just came. Once, why did Master Wei give us so much money for sesame oil?"
The senior brother asked, "Junior brother, do you mean that you have seen the female donor?"
The little novice replied: "Yes, brother, she came here a few days ago, but she didn't do anything at the time, not even giving incense to the Buddha, she just gave a few pieces of silver and left!"
The old host said: "Don't move these silver taels for the time being, Qingchen, Zhiming, you can carry these silver taels into the house, and when they are married, go and return these silver taels to that girl!"
Qingchen was stunned there, and he didn't listen to what the old host said.
He didn't understand why a girl like Tang Yaner would marry someone like Mr. Wei, knowing that Mr. Wei had a bad reputation...
and many more……
When did you care so much about her?
He doesn't even know her, no, he's only seen her once...
Heart... why does it hurt so much?
What the hell happened to him?
"Senior brother?" The little novice tugged at Qingchen's sleeve, and when he came back to his senses, he said, "Master asked you and brother to bring these silver coins back to the house, why are you in a daze again?"
The little novice remembered that when the female donor came to the temple that day, the senior brother was also in a daze. After what happened today, senior brother is still in a daze. Why does he like to be in a daze so much recently?
The little novice couldn't understand.
The old host touched his chin. When he looked at Qingchen, he squinted. He felt that Qingchen, who had always been indifferent, seemed to have changed. thing, is it...
"Okay." Qingchen nodded and moved one of the big red boxes into the house with his senior brother.
The old host looked at Qingchen's back with a solemn expression.
There are only four monks in Qingxin Temple, the old host, the little novice, Qingchen, and Qingchen's senior brother, a total of four.
When they saw the four servants of the imperial censor's mansion carrying two big red boxes with a big red happy ball tied on them, they were all blinded!
The four people carried the boxes and walked to the middle of the courtyard to put them down. The old host and several of them came over. The old host pointed to the two big red boxes, put his hands together, and asked, "Several donors, what do you mean?"
One of the men also put his hands together and said politely: "Host, it's like this, our Master Wei is going to marry a girl, and the girl asked Master Wei to convert the betrothal gifts into these silver taels and send them to your Qingxin Temple. Sesame oil money!"
"Ah?" The elder brother, who was a little fat and dressed in a gray monk robe, looked surprised. "The two boxes of silver have to be tens of thousands of taels at least. Did your Master Wei hear it wrong?"
"Haha!" The man smiled, "We Mr. Wei heard right, he did convert the betrothal gift into silver taels according to the girl's intention and send it to you. Since it has been delivered, then we will go back first and return to our lives. !"
"Dare to ask who the girl's last name is?" Qingchen asked suddenly.
"It seems to be called Tang Yan'er, a few masters, let's say goodbye first!" The man saluted the other three and then turned away.
When Qingchen heard those words, her heart throbbed inexplicably.
The little novice pulled Qingchen's sleeves, looked at him and said, "Brother, isn't that female donor the same female donor who came to our temple a few days ago? I have never seen her before, so she just came. Once, why did Master Wei give us so much money for sesame oil?"
The senior brother asked, "Junior brother, do you mean that you have seen the female donor?"
The little novice replied: "Yes, brother, she came here a few days ago, but she didn't do anything at the time, not even giving incense to the Buddha, she just gave a few pieces of silver and left!"
The old host said: "Don't move these silver taels for the time being, Qingchen, Zhiming, you can carry these silver taels into the house, and when they are married, go and return these silver taels to that girl!"
Qingchen was stunned there, and he didn't listen to what the old host said.
He didn't understand why a girl like Tang Yaner would marry someone like Mr. Wei, knowing that Mr. Wei had a bad reputation...
and many more……
When did you care so much about her?
He doesn't even know her, no, he's only seen her once...
Heart... why does it hurt so much?
What the hell happened to him?
"Senior brother?" The little novice tugged at Qingchen's sleeve, and when he came back to his senses, he said, "Master asked you and brother to bring these silver coins back to the house, why are you in a daze again?"
The little novice remembered that when the female donor came to the temple that day, the senior brother was also in a daze. After what happened today, senior brother is still in a daze. Why does he like to be in a daze so much recently?
The little novice couldn't understand.
The old host touched his chin. When he looked at Qingchen, he squinted. He felt that Qingchen, who had always been indifferent, seemed to have changed. thing, is it...
"Okay." Qingchen nodded and moved one of the big red boxes into the house with his senior brother.
The old host looked at Qingchen's back with a solemn expression.