Chapter 57 Worship in the Confucian Temple
Qin Wuyan was about twenty, with a gentle and jade-like temperament, and he didn't look like an academy student.

Qiao Muyao asked doubtfully: "I wonder if Mr. Qin is going to pay homage or just join in the fun?"

Qin Wuyan said: "Of course it is to worship. I heard that the Confucian Temple in Fengxi is efficacious. It is rumored that before the old meeting, Mr. Li Ge specially went to the Fengxi Confucian Temple to worship after a long journey. Since he is here, he has to worship. , in order to pray that our country’s cultural heritage will continue.”

From his tone, it didn't sound like he was asking for it for himself.

Thinking of how Shopkeeper Xu and the other people in the Yamen had bowed to him just now in the Yamen, Qiao Muchao suddenly became curious about his identity, "Isn't Mr. Qin a scholar?"

Qin Wuyan smiled lightly, "Wealth, fame and fame are all other things, Qin is just a wandering cloud and a wild crane."

Seeing that he refused to say anything, Qiao Muyao didn't want to ask any more questions.

As for going to the Confucian Temple, she was not someone who liked to join in the fun, let alone with such a strange young master.

Qiao Muyao refused without hesitation: "Thank you, Mr. Qin, for your kindness. I won't go to the Confucian Temple."

"I heard that there are many experts in the art of divination gathered there. Madam Qiao doesn't want to ask for a divination for your husband to ask about the future?" Qin Wuyan said.

Thinking of the fortune tellers who drew lots in the temple in her previous life, Qiao Muchao shook her head firmly.Most of those so-called capable people were half-assed liars, and she didn't want to be taken advantage of.

Qin Wuyan was a little disappointed, "Actually, I want to make friends with Mr. An. Qin has approached him several times, but he was always cold and refused to pay attention."

Just talking about how he would be courteous for nothing, Qiao Muyao was relieved to know that he just wanted to make friends with An Jingchen.

But he still couldn't help but ask: "I wonder why Young Master Qin is looking for him?"

A warm smile once again appeared on Qin Wuyan's handsome face, "Ms. Qiao may not believe it when I tell you that. The last time I saw him, I felt an indescribable feeling of intimacy.

Qin has always loved making friends. The last time I said goodbye to you, I went to visit him specially, but to my surprise, he actually stayed behind closed doors.Qin admitted that he had never offended him, and later went to look for him several times, but the way he refused to see others seemed to be like seeing an enemy..."

It turned out that the ice cube face was not just indifferent to herself, Qiao Muyao was amused by his description.

"Haha, don't worry about Mr. Qin. He is indifferent by nature. He may think that you and Jin Yuzhong are not good people together."

Qin Wuyan didn't know that An Jingchen was hiding under a tree that day and was jealous, so he immediately understood after hearing these words.

"It turns out that Mr. Jin and I are not familiar with each other. We happened to meet him at the dean's house that day, and he volunteered to take me to see Mr. An."

It turns out that he wanted to see An Jingchen that time. Qiao Muyao asked, "Is it possible that you have known each other for a long time?"

Qin Wuyan shook his head, "Brother Yang fell ill last time at Fengxi Residence. I found out that he was rescued by Mrs. An, so I went to the dean and wanted to express my gratitude to Brother An. Jin Yuzhong happened to be there, so he offered to take me to see him. Unexpectedly, he went to the academy and saw you and Brother Jin having a conflict. He thought you were in a bad mood, so he didn't bother you."

He had never told anyone that he was An Jingchen's wife, not even Xu Yinian, so how did he know?
Qiao Muyao asked doubtfully: "Who did you listen to?"

"Xu Yinian!"

Qiao Muyao was startled, "I don't seem to have mentioned it to him."

Qin Wuyan couldn't help but laugh and said: "I heard from shopkeeper Xu that Mr. An once went to Fengxi Residence and asked about your situation. Why, Mr. An didn't tell you?"

No wonder he knew about Fengxiju, and also knew that he was treating Mrs. Xu's illness.

Unexpectedly, that guy seemed cold and would secretly inquire about her in private. Hearing this, Qiao Mu Yao suddenly felt sweet in her heart and wished she could see someone right away.

Then he smiled lightly and said, "With his cold temperament, he always has something to say in his heart and refuses to say it. Since Mr. Qin wants to find him, let's go to the Confucian Temple now." Qin Wuyan cupped his fists and thanked him, looking not far away. He was riding in the carriage, but he frowned and said, "I wonder if Mrs. Qiao would mind traveling with Qin?"

Although Qin Wuyan refused to reveal his identity, his temperament and demeanor made him look like he was either rich or noble. Even if no one disliked him, what else could he dislike?
Besides, it’s not like she never took a ride with a man in her previous life. Qiao Muchao smiled heartily and said there was no problem.

"Then I have wronged Madam Qiao." After Qin Wuyan got in the car, he cupped his fists and saluted before sitting down.

Within a moment of burning incense, the carriage stopped in front of the Confucian Temple in the west of the city.

There were many horse-drawn carriages parked on the path in front of the temple, and only a few women stopped to ask questions in front of the stalls where doctors asked for divination or drew lots for fortune telling.

Seeing the two people coming side by side, those so-called capable people immediately shouted enthusiastically: "Young lady, are you going to worship with your husband? The sacrificial ceremony has already begun, and I can't go in. Why don't you take the opportunity to ask your husband a question?" .”

What look?
No matter how you look at it, they are not a couple!

Qiao Muyao was about to get mad when Qin Wuyan smiled lightly and said, "She is my adopted sister."

The man was taken aback for a moment, and quickly apologized that it was his blindness.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Qin could speak so well, and Qiao Muyao's affection for him only increased a bit.

From a distance, you can hear the chime of bells and bells in the temple, the sonorous sound like striking gold and jade, which is solemn and solemn without losing the purity.

The ancients have always attached great importance to sacrifices, and I heard that sacrifices in Confucian temples are even more solemn.

She had never seen such a formal sacrificial ceremony before. Qiao Muyao was very curious and followed him up the stairs.

Seeing that he was about to reach the door, Qin Wuyan asked suspiciously: "Could it be that Mrs. Qiao doesn't know that women are not allowed to participate in this kind of sacrificial ceremony?"

Qiao Muyao smiled awkwardly, "How can I, a country person, understand this? I just heard the fairy music and wanted to go in and join in the fun."

"You... are you really so curious?"

Seeing her nodding, Qin Wuyan turned around and said, "Then follow me."

Qiao Muyao was wondering when she saw Qin Wuyan leading her around to the back door, passing through the backyard and bypassing the side hall. When she was about to reach the front hall, she was blocked by a temple priest.

The temple blessing asked Qiao Muyao to leave, but Qin Wuyan opened the folding fan in his hand with a "pop" sound, "Qin's adopted sister wants to watch the ceremony, senior brother, please arrange a place for her."

Looking at the conspicuous stamp on the fan, Miao Zhu quickly clasped his fists in salute, and respectfully invited Qiao Muchao to watch the ceremony in front of the window lattice in the palace.

An Jingchen didn't like to participate in such complicated rituals since he was a child, but the dean of the hospital mentioned it, and Yu Zi'an cordially invited him.

Since he couldn't avoid it, he could only do it perfunctorily. An Jingchen was staring at the sculpture in front of the hall to distract himself, but saw Qin Wuyan appearing at the door with his wife.

It’s that Qin guy again!

An Jingchen's sharp eyes like a falcon suddenly burst out with a frightening cold light.

What a restless woman!
You didn't just stay at home, but you followed a man to the temple. Do you really think that the marriage certificate doesn't count?

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