Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 562
Mu Xiang smiled, pushed him away and stood up, "He has this temperament, now he is the gatekeeper, it's good, this temper scares away many people who send greeting cards, lest they have nothing to do, and think of Prince Xiang's mansion Day trip!"

There were quite a few people who came to send greeting cards, some were for He Liancheng, but most of them were for Mu Xiang.

This was the richest, most powerful, and most dedicated man in the Southern Jin Dynasty who quickly rose up in the capital and quickly occupied him.What a demeanor this is, there must be someone who would like to have a glimpse of her beauty, and also want to establish a relationship with her.

For example, let the children and grandchildren of the family serve in the army. Before, they could not find a way out. Now, they have a breakthrough.

After Mu Xiang tidied up her clothes, she called them in.

The door opened, Da Fei pushed the little monk in, then turned his back to him, and closed the door.To shut himself out, not in.

If the master wants to talk, it's better to listen less, because if you listen too much, your life will be lost!
"Thanks to the benefactor for the food, the little monk is very grateful," the little monk was still a little nervous, and he didn't dare to look up when he entered the house.

He Liancheng said in a deep voice: "I am the Southern Jin Kingdom, and I respect the Buddha. How did you fall into the position of pretending to be a Taoist priest? Where are you a monk? Where is the temple?"

Although the little monk didn't look up, since he stepped in, he knew that there was a noble person sitting in this room, "Returning to the benefactor, the little monk and the master are both monks of Leiming Temple."

"Leiming Temple?" Mu Xiang exclaimed, she didn't even realize how sharp her voice was at this moment, she was a little shocked.

Although He Liancheng was also surprised, he was calmer than her.

The little monk was puzzled, and then realized that he might have said something wrong, and said cautiously: "Yes... is there any problem?"

He Liancheng grabbed Mu Xiang's hand, signaling to stay calm.

Mu Xiang looked at him, and quickly realized her gaffe.

Yes, how strange, just hearing the name of Leiming Temple, why should she be excited and shocked?

"It's okay, just sit down and continue talking," He Liancheng waved to the little monk, signaling that he doesn't need to care.

The little monk hesitated several times before sitting down.

He Liancheng continued to ask: "Go on, don't worry, I won't do you any harm. The abbot of Leiming Temple and I are old acquaintances, but you just say it's okay."

"Oh, yes, I seem to have heard of it. Are you the king of Xiang? I lived in seclusion with my master since I was a child, and I don't know much about the affairs of the world. When I go out of the mountain, I don't know anyone. I beg for food all the way. I don't know how. Yes, I’ve come to the capital,” said the little monk, scratching his head in embarrassment.

"How is Leiming Temple now?"

"It's gone," the little monk cried suddenly, wiping his eyes with his sleeve, "I live in the back mountain with my master, and when I slept until dawn, the little monk smelled the thick smoke and got up quickly, only to find that the master was not there. I searched all the way to the gate of the temple. At this time, it was dawn. The young monk watched clearly. The whole temple was almost burned to ashes. The brothers and sisters didn’t see any of them. Only the young monk stood there alone. The young monk wanted to rush in to rescue But the gate of the temple was burnt down, and when the little monk climbed in, he searched for an hour before he found the master in the water tank, and he was dying at that time."

Mentioning the past that he didn't want to face, the little monk trembled all over.

Mu Xiang brought him a cup of tea, "Speak slowly, don't worry!"

"Thank you, benefactor," the little monk held the tea in both hands, and nodded to Mu Xiang.After drinking the warm and slightly bitter tea, the little monk felt his body warmer, and continued: "Young monk and master, we waited at the gate of the temple until evening, when we happened to meet a fishing boatman passing by and took us away. The little monk didn't know the way, so he stopped and stopped with the master. Somehow, he came to the capital. The little monk wanted to see a doctor for the master, but the monk couldn't make money, so he pretended to be a Taoist priest. Some money, to see a doctor for the master, definitely not intentionally to deceive people!"

He Liancheng frowned slightly, and made a signal to the door, "Go and investigate the matter of Leiming Temple, in detail!"

"Yes!" I couldn't see anyone, but I only knew that there was wind passing by.

Mu Xiang doesn't care how he checks, she is more concerned about another matter now.

"Where is your master now?"

"Master..." The little monk lowered his head.

Half an hour later, a low-key carriage drove into the slums of the outer city. This is the poorest place in the entire capital, and it is also the place where beggars are most concentrated.

According to He An, this place used to be a Guanyin Temple with a lot of incense, but because of a fire, the surrounding area within a mile was burned to ashes.

After that, Guanyin Temple moved to the outskirts of the city, and it became a place where slums gathered.

At night, many homeless people are on both sides of the road, or use old door panels, or use straw to build a simple grass shed.

In fact, compared with the refugees during the war, the slums today are quite normal.

Most of them are vagrants, and those who have been in prison, have no work to do, and are homeless. Of course, more of them are beggars.

The beggars here are all gangs and factions, there are very few retail investors, and they are also organized and disciplined groups.

What surprised He Liancheng was that as soon as they came in, many people recognized Mu Xiang, or to be more precise, they respected Mu Xiang very much, and their eyes were shining when they looked at her.

He An quietly walked beside Grandpa and explained to Grandpa.

Within a few days after Madam came to the capital, she ordered him to find the place where beggars were most concentrated in the city. First, he would give them quilts, and then Madam brought all the quilts that were not used in the house and were eliminated to the beggars.

Afterwards, some food was delivered one after another, especially during the few days when the house held banquets, the leftovers, and even at the end, Madam even quietly invited them to eat.

After going back and forth, the lady established a good relationship with the beggars.

In fact, there is another thing that he never dared to tell He Liancheng.

On the third day in the capital, when Mu Xiang went to the street, she met a nobleman bullying a beggar. The man held a piece of silver in his hand and forced the beggar to lick the dust off his shoes.

The young beggar was unwilling, so he was beaten severely.

(End of this chapter)