"Master, where is Taoist Master Lexu, I am still waiting for your order." Madam He looked around and there was no one nearby, and she said softly.

Gan said softly, "The antidote is mixed in, and the amount is only half."

Madam He responded and stopped talking.

But Gan stopped: "Call Shi Zhongyu to send a letter to Tongtong, and ask Tongtong to go to Dacien Temple to pray for the emperor."

"Pray for blessing?" Lin Yutong immediately understood what Gan's meaning. The prince left the capital and had to be a 'filial daughter' himself!

Shi Zhongyu smiled: "The scenery of Dacien Temple is different from the scenery of this hot spring villa. You just think it's a different place and a different mood. You're always bored in the same place."

Lin Yutong, who was depressed, didn't care about this. It would be fine to go to Dacien Temple. He happened to find someone for the Fourth Master who could talk to him to relieve his boredom. Those monks who have attained enlightenment should have many common topics with the Fourth Master in Buddhism.

"Then pack up and leave." Lin Yutong agreed very quickly.

Dacien Temple is the most famous temple in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Although the temple is so hard that it depends on who it is compared with. After all, it is a princess, and the temple attaches great importance to noble people. Even if it is a vegetarian, it has a unique flavor.

She couldn't sit still when she asked her to sit here and recite scriptures. Instead, Lin Yutong had a different interest in the tofu shop in the temple. Every day, she grind beans and made tofu with the monks in the temple. Listening to them chanting scriptures, she felt much calmer for no reason. Seeing that she was interested, the Fourth Master also followed the monk to the springs of the valley to fetch water every day. The soy milk boiled with this spring had no fishy smell of beans, and it had a sweet and sweet feeling.

The two of them used their own tofu to worship it in front of the Buddha, and sent it to the palace to add vegetables to Gan and Emperor Yongkang. Even Guo Changhe got a lot.

Lin Yutong could even imagine what kind of expression Guo Changhe would have. He couldn't finish his own tofu, so who would care about tofu? Even the tofu made by the princess was tofu.

The weather was getting colder, but Lin Yutong felt that the amount of tofu that the tofu shop had to make every day suddenly increased a lot. And the quantity was increasing day by day.

"Is it because fresh vegetables are getting fewer and fewer?" Lin Yutong asked the monk who was in charge of the tofu shop.

The monk shook his head: "Your Highness doesn't know anything. Now there are many scholars living in the temple who come to take the exam, so they naturally consume more."

Lin Yutong then suddenly realized that some poor students could not afford to stay in the inn, so they came to the temple to stay. They helped copy Buddhist scriptures in the temple in exchange for daily meals. Lin Yutong didn't understand why those dramas always said that they had been taking the exam for three years. But now they are used to such things. Many scholars barely got enough money to enter the capital, but when they arrived in the capital, food and accommodation were all problems. It would be fine if they passed the exam, but if they couldn't pass the exam, many people didn't even have the money to go back. These people would have to stay in the capital to make a living and save money. But when they saved enough money, they would have to pass the three years. They wanted to go back. This was the year of the competition again. They had to hold on to the exam again.

This is the status quo.

On that day, Lin Yutong and the Fourth Master went out in a common suit and went to Ci'en Town at the foot of the mountain.

Ci'en Town is only an hour away from the capital and is close to Daci'en Temple. Therefore, this town is much more prosperous than other places.

The signs of restaurants and teahouses in the town are mostly related to temples. If you can’t eat vegetarian food in the temple, many people are willing to have a meal in the town. So, if you ask carefully, there are relatives who have turned several corners in this restaurant and become monks in the temple, and they are also a hot-headed monk who are always making in the kitchen. Otherwise, how can this secret recipe for vegetarian food come from? Let’s write it, whoever arranges it well will have a business more prosperous.

Today, the Fourth Master and Lin Yutong brought Guiwu and Sanxi to the largest vegetarian restaurant in the town, Huai'enju.

I don’t know who this name is for his kindness.

Without asking for a private room, I sat in the seat next to the window in the lobby. I casually ordered a few signature dishes from the shop and listened quietly to the sound of the market.

The dishes were served quickly. Lin Yutong moved her chopsticks and frowned as soon as the dish was in her mouth. No wonder the vegetarian dishes in this restaurant tasted good. It turned out that there was meat. The chicken and mushrooms were cooked and dried and ground into powder, just use chicken essence. No wonder the vegetarian dishes were more delicious than other stores. I can only say that this restaurant is more cunning than other stores.

After tasting two, Lin Yutong and the Fourth Master stopped moving their chopsticks.

Lin Yutong asked Sanxi to go out to buy a few vegetarian pancakes from small stalls. She turned around and saw the Fourth Master looking at the innermost side of the lobby and leaning against the table in the corner of the wall.

The feeling of this table makes people feel weird.

Sitting on the person was a scholar in his twenties. His clothes were washed white. Although there were no patches, it was obvious that his family was very poor. Seeing that his arm was only touched on the table, he carefully raised his arm, as if he was afraid that the remaining oil stains on the table would touch his body. This behavior immediately made people feel that the clothes on his body were probably the only ones that could be worn out.

Opposite him, a rich middle-aged man, wearing a ring on his hand, unable to hold his fat hands even more. He held the teacup, his face was neither smiling nor angry, pretending to be majestic. The clothes on his body were made of silk. Lin Yutong guessed that this should be a businessman.

On both sides of the young man, there was a middle-aged man with a mustache, who was thin and thin, wearing a robe made of cotton cloth. Lin Yutong couldn't tell whether this man was a accountant or a ruling master.

With his back to Lin Yutong, he looks big and round, and he is dressed in a short dress. He is either a bodyguard or a bodyguard.

This is strange, there are four people in a table and four professions. How can this not be looked at by people?

It is said that birds of feathers flock together. What is the situation with these four people?

Lin Yutong looked at the Fourth Master and couldn't help but become interested.

Zhao Xun was really angry when he sat here. He felt the gaze of others, and he felt even more uncomfortable.

The table was silent strangely, and he knew that they were all waiting for his answer.

"Mr. Zhang is honored to me," Zhao Xun said slowly, "But this imperial examination in the imperial examination, the capital is full of talents. I am not as confident as Mr. Zhang, and I believe that I will definitely go to high school. Therefore, I have to take your kindness. When I really go to high school in the future, I will thank Mr. Zhang for this auspicious statement."

Zhang Baocai blinked the mung bean eyes, and the fat on his face jumped a few times. He seemed to have not expected Zhao Xun's rejection. After a while, a little anger appeared on his face: "Ju Ren Zhao, you have thought about it. With my support, even if you don't pass this subject, we will continue to do the next subject. I will have enough money for you. But if you miss me, if this subject is not accurate, you will not even have the money to return home. If I guess correctly, you will definitely be in no way."

Lin Yutong felt a little confused when she heard this, so she looked at the Fourth Master, "What is this for? Invest in advance?"

The Fourth Master sighed, "I won't blame you if you are accustomed to it in the future." His chin pointed at the table, "Don't look at that table, the boss's voice is the biggest. In fact, he is the one who is not involved in trouble. The one with a bearded between the two is the master today. He is holding two families with one hand. First, among these candidates, choose a person with a promising future, likely high school, and poor family, and then find the price. He is this middleman. From this examination to the time he took office, all the expenses were covered by this merchant."

"What about this little mustache?" Lin Yutong asked, "What benefits can he get?"

The Fourth Master smiled and said, "He is trying to find an obedient boss for himself and become a master. The one with a big and round waist is the captain who will be prepared in the future. Do you understand?"

Lin Yutong suddenly realized that as long as he was a scholar of study, someone would be willing to invest. Not only did he give money, but even the team of officials in the future would be ready. As long as you are responsible for the exam, the rest of the matter will be handled by the people below.

But people are short and weak! In this way, these officials will become pawns in the hands of others.

The Fourth Master sneered: "This kind of habit has been found in all dynasties and dynasties. There are fewer people in the capital like this. Most of them have been decided in their hometowns. From the moment they went out to take the exam, there were a group of people who wanted to rely on them. If they really passed the exam, they would have some skills, but they could tear off such a group of blood-sucking worms from their bodies. If they had a little short of the methods, they would be just like the official master who was performing on the stage, and they would be a fancy dress. They would not have any real power."

Lin Yutong's expression gradually became solemn. It is said that the collusion between officials and businessmen is quite solid. I have to be very cautious!

As I was talking, I heard a 'clang' sound, the sound of the stool falling to the ground.

Lin Yutong looked over the sound and saw the scholar standing up with a cold face, swaying his sleeves and leaving.

The Fourth Master gave Guiwu a look, and Guiwu followed the scholar out immediately.

And the conversation at that table came intermittently.

The obese businessman who was called Mr. Zhang by the scholar might find this movement a bit embarrassing, so he complained: "I said I would find a private room, but Zhao Xunfei would not go. It would be a lifetime of poverty. I said, Master Hu, can we change someone else, why do we have to do it? There are so many talented people in the world, and they may not have to hang themselves on a tree. Such a tough and unrestrained attitude will be difficult to control in the future..."

Master Hu thought to himself: You know nothing!

There are so many talented people in the world, but can you know them all? Do you know them well? Can you know if he has real talent? Besides, do you think it's so good to find a soft boy? Some people cry when they can't help them. He would rather find someone with a tough personality and stand up. No matter how smart and capable this master is, he still has to hide behind the scenes. The big things have to be dealt with by the men themselves. When they meet a public

The master who looked at the master's face at any time was really happy. He thought so in his heart, but there was a warm smile on his face: "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, if you have a clear mind, you can still let him run away? Don't worry, he has a place to live tonight, but it won't be certain tomorrow. It doesn't matter if he doesn't agree, we always have a way to ask him to agree. If you have money, there is nothing that cannot be done with money."

Mr. Zhang immediately laughed: "Let's go! Let's go back to the capital first. The food here is clear and the soup is not watery, what's the fun?"

Master Hu then said to the big man opposite: "Lin Da, stay." As he said that, he winked.

Lin Da stood up and saluted: "Don't worry, make sure you do it properly."

Seeing the three of them leaving the restaurant, Lin Yutong's face would not look good. If she really chose such an official, the court would have been ruined from the root.

After paying the money, the two of them got up, turned around the street for a while, then went up the mountain and returned to the temple. As soon as they entered the temple, they saw the monk standing by the door, chanting Amitabha in his mouth, but holding an oily chicken leg in his hand. He had a little anger on his face and said to Zhao Xun, who was standing opposite him with a embarrassed face: "In a pure Buddhist place, how can the donor... bring these... in... sin! sin! Amitabha."

Zhao Xun's face turned red, "Master! This is definitely not what the lower one is doing. I am not afraid of the master's jokes, I have no points in my lower body. Even if I am greedy, I can't afford it."

As soon as the monk showed a little hesitation on his face, Lin Yutong heard footsteps. When he turned around, he saw a thick woman holding two chicken feathers with dust and blood. When he saw the chicken legs in the monk's hand from afar, he rushed over with a "screaming" sound, "I said, why are the big flowers in my house gone? It turns out that they have all entered the belly of you, the wine monks. What kind of Buddha do you recite? You are compassionate, but you have such a killer..."

The monk from Zhike sang the Buddha's name again, but did not explain it to the woman. He only looked at Zhao Xun with a little anger, "I think the donor is just greedy for his desire to be disrespectful to the Buddha. Unexpectedly, he even stole their property. The little temple really can't tolerate you. The donor still leaves... The Buddha who saves him is used to it."

Zhao Xun's face was suddenly full of anger: "Master, although I am poor, I am also a scholar and I know etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame. You are really wronged by a good person by making a case like this."

The monk Zhike shook his head: "The little monk didn't believe it either, but donor Li, who was in the same room as the donor, saw with his own eyes that you were stealing meat in the temple... So what do you say?"

Li Shizhu?

Zhao Xun's face suddenly turned pale.

The monk Zhike waved his hand: "Donor Li and you have always been close to each other. His words should not be false."

As he was talking, a young man came from behind the side hall. When he saw Zhao Xun, he bowed: "Brother Zhao, you can't lie in front of the Buddha. I'm sorry."

Zhao Xun pointed at Li Shizhu: "Okay, okay! Li Shizhu, you are so good! You have received so much money from the surname Hu and have done such a prudent thing!"

A little angry ejaculation appeared on Li Shizhu's face: "Brother Zhao is looking down on me! How could that mere money be bought?"

Zhao Xun still wanted to speak, but he didn't expect the woman to rush over and hug the box at the foot of Zhike Monk and refused to let go: "If you steal my chicken, this box will be used as a mortgage. When will you pay back the silver? When will this box be returned to you?"

It turned out that this box was a monk who brought out Zhao Xun's luggage. In the scholar's box, except for two ragged clothes, it was a book. When the imperial examination was about to be held, everything could be thrown out, but the book could not be thrown out.

Zhao Xun quickly stopped him: "Auntie, I really didn't steal your chicken."

The woman looked at Li Shizhu: "You classmates said you stole it, and you still want to stumble!" As she said that, she slapped her thighs and sat down on the ground and started crying, "Are you a scholar who kills thousands of swords or a scholar? I have never seen a scholar who steals chickens and eats in the temple..."

The tone was twisting and winding, and in a short while, many people gathered.

Li Shizhu took out a string of copper coins from his body and stuffed them to the woman, "Auntie, my classmate is just a moment of confusion. You will forgive me. I will pay you the money and you will return the box to him. You can't ruin a person's bright future for this, right?"

The woman weighed the money in her hand, then stopped crying and pushed the box over: "You young man still looks like a scholar, but you don't look like that... you look like a sage, but you're a black man... I'm still a scholar."

Li Shizhu smiled, a hint of compassion flashed in his eyes, and turned his face and looked heartbroken, and handed the box to Zhao Xun: "Brother Zhao, although we have a close personal relationship, right and wrong are the bottom line we stick to. Without the preparation to destroy our relatives for justice, we will not be qualified to be an official!"

"Okay!" Someone around him shouted, "After that, he shouted loudly."

Lin Yutong and the Fourth Master watched Li Shizhu's performance silently. It has to be said that except for the poor performance, this person is better than Zhao Xun. They have all kinds of scheming and tricks. The key is to make ruthless moves. They can also climb up as a step towards their friends. This is because they know that there is a princess living in the Great Ci'en Temple, so they want to use public opinion to manage their reputation. As long as the princess knows his reputation, even if she cannot pass the exam, as long as she has a noble person, she can still become an official.

The Fourth Master and Lin Yutong walked over and saw that the monk was about to salute, Sanxi gave a wink and stopped him.

"Your name is Li Shizhu?" asked the Fourth Master.

Seeing a couple coming with extraordinary demeanor, Li Shizhu hurriedly replied: "I don't know what a virtuous couple?"

Before the Fourth Master could speak, someone beside him started to cheer: "Look, I know that this Juren is about to pass the exam, so I have come to flatter him. Why didn't anyone ask the scholar who steals the chicken? It's better to be a good person!"

Li Shizhu had a humble smile on his face: "Everyone praises you, please drink when you wait for the day of high school." As he said that, he looked at Zhao Xun: "Do you think so, Brother Zhao?"

Before Zhao Xun could answer, Lin Yutong sneered, "I don't know if he can go to high school." Her eyes looked up and down Li Shizhu, "Ah... I can tell you now that Jinke... has no chance with you!"
Chapter completed!