What bad intentions can a temple blessing have?

Chapter 39 Yang Chan: Men can’t be too rich
Temple of the Goddess.

After some hard talking, Ma Wen took his reluctant father away from Qingshan Lake and came all the way here.

"Son, you said you were possessed by an evil spirit, but in my father's opinion, there is nothing wrong with you."

Until now, Magistrate Ma still felt that his son was making a fuss.

"Father, as the saying goes, it is better to believe that something is true than to believe something is not true, that is, there is no evil. Just think that your son has had a nightmare these past few days and come to worship God for peace of mind."

Ma Wencai did not refute, but just followed his father's words.

"My son is right."

Magistrate Ma also felt that it made sense. He was usually busy with official duties, so this trip was just to accompany his son.

The father and son walked into the Goddess Temple while chatting and laughing, completely forgetting that not long ago they were arguing by Qingshan Lake.

The Temple of the Goddess is not big and looks very clean. Only pilgrims in twos and threes gather in front of the statue of the Goddess to burn incense and pray.

In addition, another place is very lively.

Marwen took a quick look and was stunned.

I saw Jiang Qi wearing a bright red Taoist robe, setting up a divination stall in the corner of the main hall of the Goddess Temple, interpreting fortunes for pilgrims coming and going.

This is the proper meaning of temple blessing and one of the main duties of temple blessing, but Jiang Qi's place is a little different.

There were more people gathered around Jiang Qi's small trigram stall than there were pilgrims offering incense, and nine out of ten of them were young women.

Ma Wencai swore on his own happiness for the rest of his life that those women were definitely not there for fortune-telling.

He glanced in Jiang Qi's direction for a few times, and then withdrew his gaze. The most urgent priority now was not to eat the melon, but to solve his own problems.

the other side.

Jiang Qi also saw Ma Wencai who came to offer incense, but he only glanced at it and then continued to deal with the pilgrims around him.

"My dear devotee, the Goddess Temple has only been open for three days and has only appeared twice on the trail, but you have already been here four times."

Jiang Qi looked at the rich lady in front of him who was wearing a silk ribbon and a pretty blushing face, and said helplessly: "The good believer asked for marriage four times, and all of them were signed. The hexagram shows that the good relationship is in the northeast of the capital. A good marriage will lead to a happy life and grow old together."

"Ah, Miao Zhu actually remembers the slave family coming here several times."

Obviously, this rich lady's focus is ridiculously skewed.

"Next person."

Jiang Qi waved his hands helplessly. Faced with such a handsome dog, he really had nothing to do.

The rich lady sighed a thousand times, stood up, turned around, and walked to the back of the line to continue queuing.

Obviously, this lady is planning to meet Jiang Qi for the fifth time.

Jiang Qi shook his head helplessly and continued to deal with the next pilgrim.

It has to be said that Huashan Mountain is indeed a place with outstanding people. Even the mortals here have better fortunes than ordinary mortals.

After working until night, Jiang Qi finally finished dealing with all the pilgrims, except for the last one.

"Brother Jiang, could you please help me solve this sign?"

Ma Wencai held a stick in his hand and waited in line all afternoon. It was finally his turn.

"Brother Ma, have you been waiting in line all afternoon?"

Jiang Qi took the sign and asked with a smile.

"Since we have already come to offer incense, it would be better to have peace of mind if we do it in one step."

Ma Wencai sat in front of Jiang Qi and said with a smile: "Besides, I have gained something this afternoon."

After saying that, Marven took out his bulging money bag from his sleeve and said, "Every time I'm about to get in line, there will always be a girl who spends money to buy my seat."

"Give me half."

Jiang Qi said very naturally.

"Ok?"

Ma Wencai shook his head in disbelief. He counted half of the items and put them in front of Jiang Qi.

Jiang Qi skillfully swept it into the drawer and picked up the sign in Ma Wencai's hand again.

After taking a quick glance, Jiang Qi threw it into the lottery tube.

"I told you that you wouldn't understand it. Anyway, it's not a good sign, but it's not a bad sign either."

"It's good to be safe." Ma Wen finally heard the implication of Jiang Qi's words and breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood up, bowed his hands to Jiang Qi, and said, "Thank you so much, Brother Jiang, for this time. If it weren't for Brother Jiang, I would probably have no good end."

"so."

After saying that, Marven touched the other sleeve, and inside was a thick stack of gold leaves.

"This is a little incense money from me. Please don't dislike it, the goddess."

These words were spoken by Ma Wencai to the statue of the Goddess.

Then Jiang Qi watched helplessly as he put the pile of gold leaves into the merit box.

Jiang Qi wanted to say: Give me the money!

However, he couldn't move.

The person who lives in the statue of the god knows Jiang Qi very well.

Ma Wencai put the gold leaf into the merit box and bowed down devoutly again.

"Ugh"

Jiang Qi regained control of his body and sighed, but found that Ma Wencai was walking towards him again, holding a pile of thin gold leaves in his hand.

"Brother Jiang, thank you for your hard work."

"It's just a small gift, please don't dislike it, Brother Jiang."

"Brother Ma, walk slowly!"

Jiang Qi stood at the door of the Goddess Temple, reluctant to say goodbye to Ma Wencai.

After all, it is really rare to see such a wealthy and generous person who has committed an injustice.

Needless to say, Ma Wencai is indeed a pretty good person.

Let me ask, if you don't love her to the core, who can tolerate your fiancée visiting Bai Yueguang's grave on her wedding day?

Everyone in the world is sighing at the Butterfly Lovers, but who knows that in this era, parents' orders to matchmakers not only restrict women, but are also insurmountable rules for men.

Be it Butterfly Lovers or Ma Wencai, they are all part of the tragedy, and no one is right or wrong.

After Jiang Qi sighed a few words in his heart, he turned around and returned to the Goddess Temple.

"Just now, did you want to swallow my aunt's money?"

As soon as he walked in, he saw Yang Chan standing in front of his statue, looking at Jiang Qi with a smile.

"What are you talking about, aunt? Isn't my nephew's money your money?"

Jiang Qi called out to Tianqu, and the next moment he felt his sleeves lighten.

The pile of golden leaves that had not yet been warmed appeared in Yang Chan's hand, and was then thrown into the merit box.

"Men can't be too rich, that's what your grandma told me."

Yang Chan said with a smile.

"But aunt, I'm only 15 years old."

Jiang Qi tried to resist.

"Your classmate is also 15 years old, but marriage is already on the way."

Yang Chan smiled and changed the topic.

"Auntie, are you talking about Ma Wencai?"

Jiang Qi saw that he was talking about serious matters and stopped joking.

Just now, Ma Wencai asked about blessings and misfortunes, and the interpretation was no blessings and no misfortunes, but he did not ask about marriage, so Jiang Qi was not sure.

"Yes."

Yang Chan glanced outside the female temple and saw a red line on her hand.

"The other end is within the academy."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Qi's expression changed.

So, in the end, Butterfly Lovers is still a tragedy.

(End of this chapter)