novelraw Chapter 747 - Capítulo 747: 729: A Visitor from the Capital, Qin Family's Rehabilitation Is Imminent
Chapter 747 - Capítulo 747: 729: A Visitor from the Capital, Qin Family's Rehabilitation Is Imminent
Capítulo 747: Chapter 729: A Visitor from the Capital, Qin Family’s Rehabilitation Is Imminent
Cheng Ruolian never imagined that her escape from the draft would come in the form of becoming someone’s secular disciple, practicing while keeping her hair and luckily, this sort of secular disciple didn’t require her to become a vegetarian or wear a Daoist robe. However, she still needed to read and copy Taoist Scriptures, and if the temple were to hold a Law Field or conduct almsgiving, she should participate and help out when she was free.
Of course, if she wished, she could also occasionally stay at the Daoist temple to help organize the scattered scriptures in the Immortal Ascension Tower.
Cheng Ruolian also didn’t expect that one day in the future, she would meet her fated Prince Charming at the Qingping Temple, but let’s put that aside for now.
As show girls from all over were entering the capital, Qin Liuxi had already arranged the stronghold of Chi Zhenzi in the Northwest Region, just waiting to bring the old man over; it was just uncertain whether Feng Mu was guarding the Buddha Fruit or not.
At this moment, deep within Mount Sumeru, surrounded by clouds and mist, Feng Mu sneezed lazily and lay on a protruding rock on the cliffside, stretching and yawning, with nine fluffy tails gently swaying behind him.
His narrow fox eyes half-opened, and he gazed at a small tree beside him that resembled both a Bodhi and a Sal tree.
To say it was a tree, it had only a dozen leaves, but the leaves had a rainbow of colors, shining under the light as if the tree trunk were enveloped in Buddha’s light. At the top of the tree, there was an oval fruit, similar to a Bodhi seed, wrapped in a coarse outer skin. The ordinary-looking fruit at a glance revealed upon closer inspection a few hairline-thin grooves, barely revealing a hint of auspicious Buddha light.
When the Buddha Fruit ripens, the fine lines would burst open, revealing its true face.
Smelling the faint scent of the Buddha Fruit, Feng Mu sat up cross-legged and cast a Demon Art to shield the tree. To outsiders, it was just an unremarkable small tree growing on a cliff.
That heartless one, urging him to come before it was ripe, clearly fearing he would interfere with her ability to attract bees and butterflies.
And yet, he could only obey.
Life in the mortal world is tough indeed.
Feng Mu entered meditation with a hint of a smile on his lips.
But it was worth it.
In July, Qin Liuxi celebrated her birthday, this year was different from the last; everyone in the mansion, young and old, sent her birthday presents.
On the Ghost Festival, she presided over the Great Law Field in her capacity as the Junior Temple Master. During the day, there were almsgiving and the transcending of yin souls, the ceremony was solemn, divine, and heart-touching. Not only were many believers impressed, but the people of the Qin Mansion also felt something special in their hearts.
They now understood why they had never fully connected with Qin Liuxi; they were just ordinary women from inner quarters, while she stood on a pedestal as an awe-inspiring figure.
Yes, a year had passed, and unlike last year when they stayed in, this year’s Daoist temple event was mentioned by Qin Liuxi. Except for the immobile Old Mrs. Qin, Mrs. Wang, along with the womenfolk of the mansion, all came to attend the ceremony.
Watching the believers’ confidence and reverence for Qin Liuxi, Mrs. Wang and the others felt honored, while Qin Mingyue and her sisters felt complex emotions, their eyes filled with both envy and a touch of admiration.
But what made them feel the most complex was that those ladies who once avoided them at all costs were now warm to their family because of her.
Like Mrs. Yu, who took the initiative to bring the new Deputy Magistrate’s wife to socialize and greet them and even mentioned sending invitations for the autumn chrysanthemum viewing banquet; this was all thanks to the light of Qin Liuxi, the Junior Temple Master. Why? Because their names were frequently mentioned in connection with hers.
Yes, perhaps the social status of these ladies wasn’t as high as the Qin family’s in the past, but the Qin family had fallen from grace, shunned even by the holy figure, worse off than ordinary wealthy merchants, so having officials who were not afraid of avoiding contact and including them was very good indeed.
All this was thanks to Qin Liuxi.
“Big sister looks so majestic in that Magic Robe; can a Daoist robe look that good?” Qin Mingxin whispered to her elder sister Qin Mingyue.
Qin Mingyue replied, “Naturally not, if you look at other Daoists, their robes are not that luxurious; only because she is the Junior Temple Master does she have this honor.”
“Isn’t the Junior Temple Master supposed to inherit the Daoist temple? So will she really not marry in the future?” Qin Mingxin widened her eyes.
Qin Mingyue stayed silent, a thought suddenly surging in her heart—was anyone worthy of her?
No, would she be interested in anyone?
She looked up and saw Qin Liuxi taking a basket from the Daoist and starting to distribute blessing bags. Some were ecstatic, some kowtowed to her in deep reverence.
Her path was ultimately different from those of ordinary women.
This realization emerged in Qin Mingyue’s heart, and she lowered her eyes, feeling increasingly complex inside.
After conducting the Law Field and almsgiving for two days during the Ghost Festival, the reputation of Qingping Temple grew even more. Qin Liuxi then intended to have Master Chi Yuan go into seclusion.
However, someone arrived from the capital.
The visitor was an acquaintance, Lu Xun.
“Junior Temple Master.” Lu Xun greeted Qin Liuxi with a clasped hands salute.
Qin Liuxi was somewhat surprised and asked, “Mr. Lu, what brings you here?”
Smiling, Lu Xun said, “Aside from official duties, I was entrusted by someone to ask the Junior Temple Master for a favor. Additionally, I have some news to inform the Junior Temple Master about.”
“Oh?” Qin Liuxi poured him a cup of tea and asked, “What news would make Mr. Lu take such a trip?”
“Do you remember the mother and son who ate the Guanyin Soil? That Mrs. Yu has accused Chief Clerk Lin Zhao from Guanglu Temple of embezzlement, bribery, planting someone to create havoc during the great sacrificial rites in July of Kangwu’s twenty-fifth year, framing good and loyal officials, and even provided the location of the account books. The Ministry of Justice accepted the case, searched for evidence, reported up, and the Emperor was enraged, decreeing a thorough investigation.”
Qin Liuxi raised an eyebrow: “What, did Lin Zhao rush to rob Mrs. Yu of her child so soon?”
Lu Xun’s eyes shone brightly as he replied, “You know about this?”
“Have you forgotten what I live off? The Divine Fortune Teller counts on his fingers.”
Lu Xun: “…”
Look how proud you are.
He coughed once and said, “Lin Zhao’s wife had a miscarriage that damaged her health and she can’t conceive again, so he wanted to snatch back Lin Lang, forcing Mrs. Yu to accuse him of embezzlement.”
Qin Liuxi asked, “So, Lin Zhao’s embezzlement can really make the Emperor believe my grandfather was framed and thus rehabilitate us?”
Glancing around with the corners of his eyes, Lu Xun spoke in a low voice, “Just a minor Chief Clerk’s embezzlement won’t be enough to enrage the Emperor.”
Qin Liuxi looked over, waiting for what he’d say next.
“But if this embezzlement incident is linked to Prince Jia’s remnants, that’s a different story.”
Qin Liuxi lowered her gaze, understanding. If one were to ask who was the thorn in the side of the current Emperor, it would undoubtedly be his brilliant elder brother, Prince Jia. If it weren’t for the use of the Suppression Technique and the subsequent failed coup, who sat on the Imperial Throne might still be uncertain.
Right after the Emperor ascended the throne, there were quite a few courtiers loyal to Prince Jia. The Emperor had to spend a lot of effort to take control of the government. At that time, the court was highly unstable. It wasn’t until the Emperor used iron-blooded methods to deter the hundred officials that he secured the Imperial Throne, but Prince Jia remained a piercing thorn in his heart.
Such a taboo cannot be mentioned, let alone the suspicion that Prince Jia’s remaining forces are causing trouble, and even messing with the Great Sacrificial Rite – what are they trying to do?
Curiously, Qin Liuxi asked, “What, are there remnants of Prince Jia in Guanglu Temple?”
Lu Xun didn’t answer that question but simply smiled and said, “In any case, the Ministry of Justice is already examining this matter. Just know that the Qin Family’s rehabilitation is imminent.”