Mr. Jiang Ershi is the first-ranked handsome man in Ankang, and is even more amazing in Quanzhou. Now he has won the martial arts and destroyed the Yasha Village. There are many people in Quanzhou who want to marry the girl to him to fill in the house.

Just yesterday, the wife of Quanzhou County Magistrate came with her fifteen-year-old daughter. When the little girl stared at her elders and wanted to feed herself, Jiang Liu felt very complicated.

Dad is still young, so it is normal to marry again. He just wants Jiang to leave it to the girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. This is really too difficult for you.

When talking about remarrying, Mr. Jiang looked unhappy, "It's enough for you to have a father. What do you want your stepmother to do? I rejected the princess. Long live to know that I will not marry again in this life. What dares they do to me? Remarrying is impossible!"

It is possible to have a few more obedient and beautiful concubines in the house! Jiang Liu knew his father’s mind best, but his days are still long in the future. Will his father meet someone who will touch him again? It is completely unpredictable now. Besides, this is not something Jiang Liu can do.

Now, she just wants to go back to her hometown to see her, "Dad, Liu'er-want to go to Qingxi County."

Mr. Jiang asked casually, "What's fun about Qingxi?"

"Qingxi - famous tea, you can buy it for grandmother - uncle and third uncle." When it comes to Qingxi's tea, Jiang Liu is particularly proud. Her hometown is the tea capital of China. She has heard people say since she was a child that Qingxi's Beiyuan tea was very famous in the late Tang Dynasty. The oolong tea made by Qingxi people during the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty was even more famous in the world!

Mr. Jiang Er said "Oh", "Didn't you see the tea that your father bought? Qingxi tea can also be bought in Quanzhou, so there is no need to go there."

Jiang Liu puffed up his cheeks and said, "I want to go-Qingxi."

"Then Liu'er tells the truth to her father, why do you want to go to Qingxi?" Mr. Jiang turned his head and looked at his little daughter with a smile.

Didn’t you say that I can go wherever I want? Jiang Liu whispered, “Go to Dongyue Temple, incense – effective.”

"Who did Liu'er tell me?" Hearing this, Erye Jiang was a little surprised.

"These few days - the person who came. Liu'er wants to go." Jiang Liu said vaguely.

Dongyue Temple is at the foot of Fengshan Mountain in Qingxi. "Fenglu Chunyin" is still ranked first among the eight scenic spots in Qingxi after a thousand years. She has been to Dongyue Temple many times. I remember that this temple was found at the end of the Tang Dynasty. Later, it was rebuilt and expanded several times and became the Sana Scenic Area a thousand years later. This time and space were divided at the end of the Tang Dynasty, so there should be Dongyue Temple. If you find Dongyue Temple, you can find your home.

"Okay, let's clean up and leave and go to Qingxi." Mr. Jiang was very easy to talk to.

Jiang Liu's eyes were immediately filled with light, "Well! Daddy-so good."

"Silly girl, who's good for daddy? Your brother?!" After the trial, Mr. Jiang, who was relaxed, was about to take a walk casually. Since Liu'er wanted to go to Qingxi Dongyue Temple, then go to Qingxi Dongyue Temple. However, Mr. Jiang recalled for a while and remembered something, "Guo Jingping seems to be from Qingxi. We may meet him if we go."

Jiang Liu asked, "Wu Jieyuan?"

After the scholar passed the Martial Arts, if he wanted to go to Beijing to participate in the spring examination, he could be sent to Beijing by the local government, so the first place in the provincial examination was also called Jie Yuan.

Mr. Jiang nodded, "If you meet me, just say a few words. If you don't meet me, we won't go to find him. That man looks like Huyantu."

Jiang Liu...I understand, Dad dislikes others for being ugly...

It doesn’t matter whether or not to look for Guo Jingping, as long as your father is willing to treat her to Qingxi.

After a few days of social engagements, Mr. Jiang was also tired of it. After he had decided to go to Qingxi, he immediately sent someone to pack up the gifts. The gifts sent from various places were given to the Jiang family by Mr. Jiang, leaving only some expensive packaging boxes, stuffed them into the carriage, and set off with light load.

In the carriage, Mr. Jiang Er looked at Jiang Ling, who was crowded with his daughter, and was very annoying. After driving him out to ride a horse, he pulled his daughter over and hugged her in his arms, chatting in a mess, "Dad has someone to find out that there is no Dongyue Temple in Qingxi."

No? Jiang Liu's eyes widened, no!

"There is only one Five Mountains at the foot of Fengshan Mountain. Maybe Liu'er misheard it." Mr. Jiang didn't care much, "Whether it's a temple or a Taoist temple, it's okay to go in and sing incense sticks, but you can't make a wish. Kang'an is too far away, so it's hard to come back to fulfill his wish."

If a wish is effective, Jiang Liu knew that his father said it was reasonable. But if she really found Dongyue Temple, she would not not not make a wish. Jiang Liu asked his father for advice, "Liuer - make a wish, explain - after it is effective, just write a letter - come back, ask someone - help - fulfill the wish, is it OK?"

Mr. Jiang's eyes lit up, "This is a good idea, let's do it!"

It took only a hundred miles from Quanzhou to Qingxi, and it arrived in two days. After resting in Qingxi City for one night, the next morning, everyone rushed to Fengshan Wuyue Temple under the guidance of locals.

Because she disliked the view in the car was not wide enough, Jiang Liuyang took her to ride a horse with her father, searching for traces in her memory all the way.

The Fengshan peak here seems to be taller, but the outline of the mountain does not change much. There are also a few streams of water left on the mountain and birds crowing on the trees, which are all things that are not in my memory.

"Young Master, the Five Mountains have come to see you." The guide stopped.

Jiang Liu followed the direction he pointed and found a dilapidated Taoist temple in the dense forest at the foot of the mountain. There was no sign of Dongyue Temple in a thousand years later. However, although this dilapidated Taoist temple was completely ancient and blended with the dense forest of Fengshan, without any sense of incongruity.

The more Jiang Liu looked at it, the more he felt that this was the place where monks and Taoists practiced, rather than the empty temple for tourists to enjoy.

"Father." Jiang Ling, who had got off the horse, walked to the side of Mr. Jiang Erma, raised his hand to signal Mr. Jiang Erma to hand over his sister to him.

"I'm not afraid that your sister will press you down." Mr. Jiang Erli lifted his daughter up, leaned over and handed it to his son, and reminded him with concern, "Help it, don't fall."

In the past few days, Jiang Ling, who had not been holding her sister, walked forward with her sister for a long time before she put her down and walked forward with her hand.

When she knocked on the broken wooden door of Wuyue Temple and walked towards the front hall under the guidance of the Taoist boy, Jiang Liu looked carefully, trying to find something familiar, even a stone brick, but unfortunately she didn't find anything.

Until he entered the front hall and saw the clay statue of the enshrined person wearing a green robe and holding a sun-Taiming Seal in his hand, Jiang Ling's eyes immediately lit up, "Dongyue-Emperor!"

It is rare that someone comes to send incense money, and the little Taoist boy was extremely enthusiastic. "The little layman said it well. This god is the Emperor Rensheng of Tianqi, Taishan, Dongyue. The Emperor of Dongyue governs all spirits and controls the power of good and evil in the world. He controls the right and wrong in the Yin Mansion, punishes evil and punishes evil, and pays the death of the spirit to live. He pays more attention to Emperor Dongyue to ensure peace."

Jiang Liu, who came from a thousand years later, looked up at the god who wrote down the life and death. He was incense at the foot of Fengshan a thousand years ago, and was still worshipped at the foot of Fengshan a thousand years later. He asked him to tell his parents a thousand years later that although his arms and legs were not easy to use, he lived a good life. Can he do it?

Seeing his daughter looking at Emperor Dongyue in a daze, Mr. Jiang Er asked the wet nurse to give the Taoist boy some incense money and take her to worship.

When he kowtowed and stood up, Mr. Jiang Er looked at the bald monk walking out of the side door of the front hall, jumped up and asked, "Why are you here!"

The monk who looked similar to Lu Zhishen asked in a muffled voice, "Why can't I be here?"

Mr. Jiang pointed to the little Taoist boy next to him and said, "This is a Taoist temple! You are a monk!"

"Who said that monks cannot hold orders in Taoist temples? It's rare and weird!" The monk gave Mr. Jiang a blank look, stretched out his palm-clad fan and said to Jiang Liu, "Girl, come here and let me see it."
Chapter completed!