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Wang Gui's errands lasted for more than half a month and finally made progress.

Zhu Gaoxu bolted the door of the study, sat in front of the desk and wrote quickly, reorganizing what Wang Gui wrote because the eunuch remembered it was too confusing. Wang Gui stood beside him, and answered Zhu Gaoxu's question from time to time.

The commander Zhang Xin will go out and when to get the value up and down, these basic situations are no problem.

"He went to visit a prostitute, but he had never been to a brothel?" Zhu Gaoxu asked without raising his head.

Wang Gui said: "I haven't been to brothels these days. This person seems to be a place where there are not many people. Every time I quietly go to an alley on Zhonglou Street to find a fixed family prostitute."

Zhu Gaoxu nodded, wrote the words larger and focused on marking them.

It is not uncommon to be an official and prostitute in this era. We have to wait until the Xuande period to severely attack, so that everyone will restrain themselves.

In the report, Wang Gui also wrote about Zhang Xin’s mother’s activities. She had been to Lingquan Temple in the West Mountain twice to burn incense and worship Buddha; and four times to Renshou Pharmacy in Renshoufang to take her pulse and get medicine.

Zhu Gaoxu asked, "What medicine did Zhang's mother take?"

Wang Gui looked ugly and hesitated: "I forgot to check..."

Zhu Gaoxu immediately raised his head, looking unhappy. Wang Gui suddenly said, "Although I don't know what medicine she took, I know her symptoms, my head hurts, dizziness, and I wake up from dreams at night."

Zhu Gaoxu asked, "Are you sure?"

Wang Gui nodded constantly: "It's been hot recently, and the old injuries under me seem to have relapsed, and it's not very easy. That day, I went to the pharmacy in Renshoufang and got a few pairs of medicine. I said, "The old woman was lucky just now, what disease did she suffer?" The doctor told me!"

"Very good!" Zhu Gaoxu put down his pen, stood up and paced back and forth in front of the bookshelf.

After a while, his movements suddenly became faster, and he turned around and sat down, continued to write quickly, wrote many words, marked Arabic numerals, and drew some arrows.

He wrote for a while, looked up at Wang Gui, "Wang Gui, you don't have to stay here. Go shaved your hair, get a set of broken monk clothes, and come back to report."

"Sister... I want to shave my hair?" Wang Gui blurted out with a sad face.

Zhu Gaoxu looked at his face, his tone slowed down, and said kindly: "Although your body, hair and skin cannot be damaged by your parents, you have even cut your eggs, and you still care about what your hair is? If you shaved your hair, you can wear a hat and it will grow up soon!"

Wang Gui lowered his head, touched his crotch quietly, and replied, "Yes."

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Zhu Gaoxu couldn't help but say something more, "Since Zhang's mother believes in Buddhism, it will be the 19th day of June in two days. When Guanyin Bodhisattva becomes a monk, Zhang's mother will definitely go to the temple. The opportunity is rare, we have to meet her for a while."

Wang Gui hurriedly said, "I obey the order."

Zhu Gaoxu stayed in the study for a while. Seeing the sun outside the door wafting and the sun was no longer so hot, he decided to go out. He walked out of the front hall and saw that the person on duty today was Veda.

This handsome middle-aged man with a shoe-tight face was bored and listened to the sound of drums at the You hour. As soon as Zhu Gaoxu came, he hurried out to pay a visit.

Zhu Gaoxu's "direct line" has a total of three civil and military personnel. In comparison, two military generals are more reliable than those civil officials because middle and lower-level military personnel have fewer ways.

...In the early morning of June 19, Zhu Gaoxu and Wang Gui, who were wearing monk's clothes, had already arrived at Lingquan Temple.

Lingquan Temple is an ancient temple built during the Song Dynasty. The incense is still very prosperous. The sky is not clear, and the outside of the temple is already bright. The black smoke and incense ash burning from the incense candle are everywhere. The wind blows all over the sky, and it hits the face, making people unable to open their eyes.

Zhu Gaoxu took Wang Gui to wander among the buildings like tourists. They had already discovered Zhang's mother. But there were seven or eight men and eight men and women around Zhang's mother. He did not dare to act rashly for a while, and walked around in places not far or near to look for opportunities.

As the sky gradually became white, Zhang's mother and others came to a noisy place, which was a place for vegetarian food.

Although it was early in the morning, it was very lively. The chores and pilgrims gathered here to have dinner. The chefs and business traveled together are the most lively places in the temple now.

But Zhang's mother and her group did not stay in the canteen. They passed through a gatehouse and arrived at another place that was not so messy. This place was also a place for vegetarian food, but the temples were divided into different levels. They had identities and had many incense money to worship, so of course they could not eat with a group of mixed people.

Zhu Gaochi looked at the vegetarian room where Zhang's mother entered. Seeing that several people were standing outside the door, he returned to the hall hall with Wang Gui. Zhu Gaoxu asked Wang Gui to buy some porridge, steamed buns and pickles, and sat down and started eating first.

Wang Gui stood beside him, looking stunned, but did not dare to sit down and eat.

Zhu Gaoxu chewed the steamed buns in his mouth for a while and swallowed them. He reached out and picked up a bowl of porridge, and raised his head: "Please take it and bring it in. Don't worry, I won't finish it alone, I'll keep a serving for you."

Wang Gui said: "I dare not, I dare not."

"Go." Zhu Gaoxu urged in a deep voice.

...Wang Gui had a bald head, lit six "sweet scars" with black ink, and held a bowl of porridge in his hand, then walked through the hall and headed towards the vegetarian room.

Sure enough, the slave at the door just glanced at his head, and there was no intention of stopping it. Wang Gui pushed the door with porridge and closed the door casually.

"Oh, I'm really fast." Zhang's mother said.

Wang Gui gave a one-handed gift and placed the porridge on the wooden table, "Wait for a moment, and other things will be served soon."

Zhang's mother nodded indifferently, counting Buddhist beads in her hand.

Wang Gui walked to the door and suddenly turned around and said, "Did the donor have a headache on his left side recently, dizzy, and he still can't sleep well at night, and he has many dreams?"

"Ah?" Zhang's mother raised her head suddenly, "How did the monk know?"

Seeing this, Wang Gui walked back and frowned and looked at Zhang's mother's face. "The donor's face is full of evil spirits. Someone at home offended the kingly spirit in the north!"

Zhang's mother said in surprise: "How do you say this?"

"Amitabha!" Wang Gui closed his eyes and said, "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed..."

Zhang's mother immediately took out a small inlay of silver from her arms and put it on the table.

Wang Gui shook his head and said, "What is the use of things outside my body? But the donor respects my Buddha and has a kind face... My Buddha is compassionate, so I will say something more. The more offensive the king's aura, the more disasters it will be. I am afraid that the whole family will suffer a bloody disaster!"

After Wang Gui said that, he turned around and left without taking the money.

...When Zhang's mother came to her senses, she hurried to the door and opened the door. She looked around and saw where was the monk just now?

After a while, the person who delivered the meal came, but it was not a monk. Zhang's mother asked him, and the person who delivered the meal said, "The person who delivered the meal must not have a monk."
Chapter completed!