Jueyuan bowed to Li Boyang and said, "So you are teachers from Songyang Academy. I was rude. But this place is quite far from Songyang Academy. What brings you two to Huangjue Temple?"
In ancient times, scholars never held a low social status and were respected wherever they went.
"Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. I am currently traveling around the world with my teacher. Only after traveling along the way have I realized that I was just studying behind closed doors before."
Zhang Junbao and Grasshopper both showed envious expressions. Indeed, it was their first time leaving Shaolin Temple. In just one month, they had only seen the hustle and bustle of the mortal world for two days, and they felt that the whole world was different from what they had imagined.
Unfortunately, this time we are almost at the end. After participating in the blessing ceremony, we will return to Shaolin Temple. We don't know if we will have another chance to come out. So we are a little envious of Liu Bowen who is going to travel the world.
"Why did the master travel thousands of miles from Shaolin Temple to Huangjue Temple?"
Jueyuan explained, "We are only resting at Huangjue Temple for one day. Tomorrow we will set off for the Quanzhen Sect to participate in the blessing ceremony of Master Qiu Chuji."
Liu Bowen immediately understood. Qiu Chuji was also known as Changchunzi. His reputation was not only known in the martial arts world. Qiu Chuji was a truly famous figure. Both the Mongol Yuan Dynasty and the Jin and Song Dynasties before it held him in high esteem.
The reputation of the Quanzhen School had reached the point where any Taoist priest from the Quanzhen School would receive preferential treatment from the government wherever he went.
The group chatted amongst themselves in the side room, each taking turns to say something.
Time flies, and the sky is gradually darkening.
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Chapter 80 Miss Shen
Early the next morning.
Knock knock!
A knocking sound came from outside the side room.
"Esteemed benefactors, you may now proceed to have breakfast."
"Master, hurry up and go eat. We'll be on our way after we finish eating."
Zhang Junbao's stomach growled, making him look somewhat embarrassed.
The door opened, and it was Zhu Yuanzhang who knocked.
Zhu Yuanzhang, with a friendly smile, didn't urge anyone and quietly waited for everyone to come out at the door.
"What's so good about the vegetarian food in this run-down place?"
Ba Chi'er looked disdainful and showed no intention of moving, clearly not planning to eat.
Jueyuan smiled and shook his head, then walked out of the room.
"Let's go, grab something to eat, and then we'll hit the road."
Seeing Liu Bowen standing to the side waiting for his opinion, Li Boyang said something indifferently.
"Esteemed benefactors, if you wish to linger at our temple after breakfast, then..."
When Zhu Yuanzhang saw the person from the side room come out, he subtly gave a reminder.
Everyone could tell that what this guy was trying to say was that if they wanted to stay longer after dinner, they would have to pay the bill first.
Led by Zhu Yuanzhang, the group headed to the dining area.
At this time.
A horse-drawn carriage slowly approached outside the gate of Huangjue Temple.
The carriage was draped in silk on all sides, and the windows, inlaid with gold and jewels, were covered by a pale blue crepe curtain, making its splendor imperceptible.
The horses pulling the carriage were also extraordinary, well-proportioned and tall, with shimmering coats. Their most distinctive feature was the long, flowing mane that cascaded down their necks, some thick and black, exuding power and majesty.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this carriage alone is worth more than a thousand pieces of gold, and its owner must be either very rich or very powerful.
The carriage stopped at the entrance of Huangjue Temple. A young woman, around ten years old, stepped off the carriage. She had her hair tied in a double bun and had a fairly pretty face. She was dressed in a dark green pleated skirt, but was dressed as a maid.
"Miss, we've arrived. Please get out of the car."
After the woman dressed as a maid got out of the carriage, she lifted the carriage curtain.
The woman in the carriage, supported by her maid, stepped down gracefully. She appeared to be around twenty years old, tall and elegant, dressed in a blue emerald green dress. Her features were exquisite, and her almond-shaped eyes exuded a quiet, scholarly air.
After getting off the carriage, the woman looked up at the plaque of Huangjue Temple and said, "Cui'er, this time you've come to offer incense on behalf of your father to pray for Master Qiu Chuji. Remember to be sincere, or it won't work."
The maid named Cui'er lowered her head and replied casually, "I know, my dear Miss Shen, you've said it a million times already. We'll just give you more money."
It turned out that the woman in the carriage was Shen Rong, the daughter of Shen Wansan, the richest man in Jiangnan.
Shen Rong slapped the maid Cui'er on the forehead and scolded her, "Where did you learn these crooked tricks? You're not allowed to say that when we go inside."
"What brings you two to Huangjue Temple?"
Before the two even entered the gate of Huangjue Temple, the temple's guest master came to greet them.
Shen Rong bowed to the guest master and said, "Master, we have come to pray for blessings."
"Please follow me, benefactor."
The usher glanced at the carriage parked at the door, then at the two men's attire, and with a slight smile, said politely.
Led by the attendant, Shen Rong and her maid first went with him to get incense and candles. Then the attendant told them which Buddhist temples they should go to for prayer before leaving.
Huangjue Temple Dining Hall.