Liaozhai Great Sage

Chapter 113 named.

"Young master, is one tael too much? The Taoist priest obviously didn't calculate anything, and he suddenly went mad and vomited blood. He almost scared people to death. I think it would be enough to give him ten cents." .”

As soon as she walked out of the side room, Du Chunhua tugged on Li Xiuyuan's sleeve and whispered.

Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "You are really good at budgeting, and you will definitely not spend money extravagantly when you are in the family."

Du Chunhua blushed immediately, and lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Actually, the maidservant also thinks it's too much, and the maidservant feels that a penny is enough." Xiaodie who was next to him immediately said the same.

Li Xiuyuan pinched her little face: "Okay, both of you are good, and you will live your life carefully. Whoever marries you will be blessed in the future."

Being molested by her young master so much, Xiaodie immediately blushed and lowered her head, not daring to raise her head, her heart beating non-stop.

"It's really strange, why this good idol suddenly cracked."

"Yeah, it was fine before, but when there was a sudden thunder just now, the idol broke. It couldn't have been in disrepair for a long time, and it was cracked by the thunder."

"It's really a bit evil, and the statues will crack."

At this moment, the statue in the Taoist temple, which looks similar to the bald Taoist, was full of cracks at some point, and the stones on it fell down rustlingly, peeling off in color, and completely lost its appearance.

Wherever I look now, there is still a statue of a god, but it is just a human-shaped stone, and there is no magic at all.

"So that's how it is." Li Xiuyuan glanced at it, suddenly in his heart.

"I said why this Taoist is already a person in the process of cultivation, why is he trying so hard to earn money? It turns out that it is not for his own food and clothing, but for his cultivation."

Looking at this god statue that has been affected by the scourge of heaven, Li Xiuyuan understood what was going on through the cultivation knowledge given to him by his former master.

What this bald Taoist practiced was not the way of immortality, but the way of god.

Incense becomes the way of God.

The way of immortality requires life and soul to cultivate, retreat and meditate, with no distractions, is the practice of an ascetic monk, and one has to go through various disasters before becoming a fairy.

But Shinto doesn't need it.

If you have enough incense, you will naturally become a god.

This bald Taoist opened the Taoist temple to accumulate incense, so that the accumulation of little can make a lot, and finally he can cultivate into the divine way.

But when the bald Taoist told Li Xiuyuan's fortune just now, he was backlashed by the Dao of Heaven. Now that the Dao of God has been cut off, the statue will naturally collapse along with it.

It can be said that this Taoist's way of cultivating Taoism has been completely broken, and it will never be possible to use Taoism to harm people in the future.

But all this is the bald man's own fault.

If he hadn't been greedy for Li Xiuyuan's 2 taels of silver and forced fortune-telling, he wouldn't have come to this point.

"Let's go."

Glancing at the cracked statue, Li Xiuyuan said.

"Hey, why did the Taoist priest suddenly pass out? I still want to ask the Taoist priest to give my child a good name."

At this time, a woman in her early thirties underestimated a little while holding a child about one year old, and walked out of the Taoist temple with some disappointment.

"The name is naturally chosen by the parents, why bother a Taoist to name it," Li Xiuyuan said.

The woman looked at her eyes and saw that the person speaking was a young man who was still a scholar, she immediately smiled embarrassedly and said: "That's the reason, but my family is all rough people, how can I choose a name? I'm afraid that if I don't get it well, it will make others laugh, and the children I get in the future will be worthless."

"Whether a child is promising or not depends not on the name, but on the cultivation of the offspring and his nature." Li Xiuyuan said.

The woman rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "You can tell from the son's tone that you are a scholar. He must be very knowledgeable. Can you give me a better name for this child?"

Then he looked at the child in his arms.

A one-year-old boy, well-nurtured, white and fat, with big bright eyes, one can tell that he will be a smart person in the future.

"Hehe." The boy saw Li Xiuyuan and giggled, stretched out his tender little hand and opened it to him, looking very close.

"What a beautiful baby." Du Chunhua loved her when she saw it, and couldn't help but walk over to tease her.

The child laughed whenever he was teased, and clapped his little hands from time to time.

"A very cute child, and also very smart. He has the potential to study in the future, and maybe even become an official." Li Xiuyuan nodded with a smile.

When the woman heard her child being praised like this, and she was praised like this by a scholar, her eyes narrowed in joy.

"Since there is fate, and you have spoken again, let me choose a name for this child. I don't know your last name?" Li Xiuyuan pondered immediately.

"Then I would like to thank this young man."

The woman thanked her first and then said: "My family name is Zhang, and my man's name is Zhang Gen."

Li Xiuyuan nodded: "Yes, the ancients said that ten people make a hero, a hundred people make a hero, a thousand people make a hero, ten thousand people make a hero, why not call him Yingjie? Zhang Yingjie."

"Zhang Yingjie? Okay, okay, this name sounds good. From now on, my child will be called Zhang Yingjie. Thank you, sir, for naming it." Mrs. Zhang thanked again and again.

"It's just a small matter, why bother to thank you." Li Xiuyuan said with a smile.

But Mrs. Zhang still thanked her several times, and even invited Li Xiuyuan to drink tea at her herbal tea shop, but Li Xiuyuan politely refused.

Mrs. Zhang waved goodbye, and the children in her arms followed suit, waving their chubby hands and saying goodbye to them with a giggle.

"What a cute baby." Du Chunhua couldn't help but said.

Li Xiuyuan smiled and said, "It's very cute, you can give birth to one for me in the future."

"Ah?" Du Chunhua was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then she reacted, her face turned red to the base of her neck, and she lowered her head again, almost buried in her proud chest.

"This, how can this matter be said here."

Li Xiuyuan smiled indifferently, but after all, it felt good to tease this maid.

"Okay, let's go. Now that we are all out, let's go for a stroll in the city and buy something to go back. Although everything is ready in the house, some things are still not ready. Young master, I am going to take the Juren exam soon. , I have to buy some books and paper, the previous salute was soaked in water, and now they can’t be used anymore, um, thinking about it, I have to go to the Town God’s Temple to burn incense.”

He still has some personal matters to go to Cheng Huang.

But let's forget about it in broad daylight right now, the Chenghuang will not come out in broad daylight, and will look for him at night.

Jibaozhai!
Along the way, Li Xiuyuan finally found a place that sold pens, inks, papers and inkstones. He looked up and saw a plaque that said Jibaozhai was hung on the door of the store, and there were scholars coming and going.

"Look inside."

Just as he was about to go in, he saw a scholar standing at the door of the store in a daze, looking at a notice posted outside the store, reading word by word: This store is recruiting copyists, and requires correct handwriting and good character , willing to bear hardships and stand hard work, the monthly money is twelve taels.

"Twelve?"

The scholar was overjoyed and shouted: "Where is the store? Does your store invite someone to copy books? I'll answer."

Li Xiuyuan glanced at the scholar and said in amazement: "Guo, Guorong??"

(End of this chapter)