The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 152: The Zen Temple Turbulence Was Caused by Her Again

All evil spirits will stir up trouble, disrupt human order, and reverse yin and yang. If this can be done to eliminate evil and suppress evil, it will surely be a great merit.

Jiang Che knew that it was a good thing to gain merit, but he couldn't help but pour a basin of cold water on him: "If it's a powerful one, with your body, I don't know if you can beat it. You'd better be careful and don't let the evil spirit use you as a supplement."

After all, no matter how powerful she is now, her soul is still incomplete. If she wants to cultivate to the top, there will inevitably be limitations. If she gets herself into trouble by accident, then she’s doomed.

"Any evil spirit that comes out of the world must be a powerful one. The Xuan clan will not turn a blind eye to it, right? If I can't defeat them, then I can just follow them and drink some meat soup, right?" Lang Jiuchuan calculated with his eyes narrowed.

Jiang Che thought, would you be satisfied with just drinking the broth? I feel like you are trying to steal the credit. When the other person is almost done, you go up and make a fatal blow, so that you can get most of the credit?
Yeah, thinking this way, the number of paragraphs is a bit too dirty.

However, it feels that being a little dirty doesn’t matter, the most important thing is merit!

Living is the kingly thing!
The carriage of the Marquis of Kaiping stopped at the gate of Huguo Temple. There was a monk waiting for them. Lang Jiuchuan looked at the last person in the donkey cart, Zhuang Quanhai, and said to Jianlan, "Let someone take them down to find a place to settle down. After we have settled them here, let them come to talk to me."

Jianlan knelt down and bowed, then went to make arrangements herself. Soon, servants from the mansion took Zhuang Quanhai and the others downstairs to settle them down.

Lang Jiuchuan came to Cui, and Cui asked, "What is that?"

"I am the shopkeeper in my shop."

Cui’s eyes widened. Shop, what shop?
Lang Jiuchuan added: "The old lady gave me a shop, which will open after the Lantern Festival."

When Cui heard that it was given by the old lady, she was not surprised. She was the one who cared about Lang Jiuchuan the most in the Marquis' Mansion, otherwise she would not have moved to the manor with her when he was a child despite everyone's objections. If she had not suffered from Alzheimer's disease later, she would probably have lived with Lang Jiuchuan all the time.

Cui lowered her eyes and asked casually, "What do you plan to run? I also have a few dowry shops and farms, and I have some managers and shopkeepers. Do you need them?"

Lang Jiuchuan glanced at her and said calmly, "My shop sells things that others can't make."

Cui looked over again, but asked nothing and followed the receptionist to the Zen temple that had been reserved in advance.

However, after walking for a while, something seemed wrong.

Cui frowned and looked at Nanny Cheng beside her. The latter also had some doubts, so she took a few steps forward and asked the monk who was in charge of reception.

"Our mansion has reserved Jingchan Temple every year. This direction doesn't seem to lead to Jingchan Temple, right?"

The monk in charge of reception put his hands together, chanted a Buddhist name, and said, "Amitabha, this year Jingchan Temple has been reserved by another donor, so the Cijing Temple is reserved for your family."

Madam Cheng's face changed slightly, and she said, "We had already booked the residence two months ago. How can you change it just like that? Moreover, we have been living in Jingchan Temple for the past ten years. Even if there is a change, someone should have come to discuss it with us. But now that we are at the temple, you are telling us that the temple we booked has been changed?"

Cui's expression was very ugly. She hated such sudden changes. The rules were not set like this.

Jingchan Courtyard is in a great location and is considered an independent courtyard, located in the center of the temple. It is quiet and elegant, and is very suitable for meditation. However, Cijing Courtyard is not an independent courtyard. It is very large, but located closer to the periphery of the temple and the bluestone road to the back mountain. It is noisy and dangerous, not to mention that it is shared with other people, which is inconvenient.

Of course, these other people are not ordinary civilians. Ordinary people cannot live in such a Zen temple, nor can they afford the incense oil. Those who can live here must be the families of powerful officials in the capital, and most of them are of low rank. But no matter what, they are sharing the place with other families!

Cui has been a widow for many years. She has been living in seclusion all these years and doesn't like to interact with people. It is still the same now. She doesn't want to share a courtyard with anyone.

She didn't expect that the courtyard where she had lived for at least ten years would disappear just like that.

Is it because the old marquis is gone and the Kaiping Marquisate’s decree to inherit the title has not been issued yet, is it because others look down on the Lang family, or is there someone against her?
The middle-aged receptionist said: "This is really an unfortunate incident in the temple..."

"The Kaiping Marquis's Mansion donates a lot of money every year, and you only say it's an unfortunate coincidence?" Cui said coldly, "If the temple had sent someone to inform us in advance, we would have made other arrangements. Now that we are here, you say it's an unfortunate coincidence, which is too unconvincing."

The monk in charge of reception forced a smile and said a few nice words, but one could not help but hear the impatience in his words.

"In previous years, I could live in Cijingyuan, but not this year. Cijingyuan is close to the periphery and is noisy. The distinguished guests in the mansion come with me to burn incense. If a pilgrim barges in and scares her, how will it end?" Cui refused to give in and said, "I can give up Jingchanyuan, but you need to arrange a Zen courtyard near the inner part for us."

Upon hearing this, the monk in charge of reception looked at Lang Jiuchuan. Although she was wrapped in a thick cloak, her face was thin and only the size of a palm. Her complexion was not very good, and she looked quite frail. He couldn't help but frown.

When Lang Jiuchuan heard Cui's words, his eyebrows moved. He took a step forward, looked at the monk in charge of reception and asked, "Who occupies that yard?"

The monk in charge of reception looked at her and didn't take her seriously at first, but her dark eyes and terrifying gaze made him feel scared, so he subconsciously replied, "It's the Third Madam of the Loyal and Brave Marquis's Mansion and a few distinguished guests."

The Mansion of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery, that is Concubine Qi's maiden home. Cui frowned. In previous years, she had never heard of the Mansion of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery coming to the Huguo Temple to burn incense on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and even wanting to stay there, and they happened to occupy the Jingchan Temple.

Lang Jiuchuan was reminded by the general and realized who the Mansion of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery belonged to. It turned out to be the maiden family of the imperial concubine who had asked for the title of county lady for Qi Xinyu.

My enemy's friend is my enemy. So, did the other party want that Zen temple on a whim or was it a deliberate targeting?

"There are more than just this Zen monastery in the temple, why do you have to choose this one? Is there something special about it?"

Although it was just a cold question, the monk in charge of reception broke out in a cold sweat. He smiled and said, "It was the Fourth Miss Qi who wanted that courtyard and even brought the imperial concubine's handwritten order."

Well, it was really intentional. Could it be that she heard about her curse on Qi Xinyu and knew that Cui came to burn incense every year, so she was targeting her?
It was her fault again, what a sin!
"What are you all standing here for? You're blocking the way here. Will you let people go or not?" An arrogant voice with a dissatisfied tone came from the left side behind them.

Lang Jiuchuan turned around and saw the arrogance displayed by that group of people, as well as the word "Qi" embroidered in gold and silver threads on the guards' uniforms, and his eyes narrowed.

They are from the Qi family.

I wish all women good health, happiness and abundant energy and blood!