The Empress Dowager

Chapter 472 The Big Tree Attracts the Wind
Nangong Yue didn't wake up until noon.

"Miss, are you awake?" Dongmei said, laying the food on the table.

Nangong Yue let out a "hmm", got up and got out of bed.

Nangong Yue glanced at the dishes and sat down: "Where did the prince go?"

"Something happened in Biluo Temple, the prince went to help." Dongmei said.

"Did you find anything?" Nangong Yue asked.

"It seems that the money for sesame oil from Biluo Temple is gone. This Biluo Temple is full of incense, but I didn't expect to recruit thieves!" Dongmei said.

"Villagers from Biluo Temple gather here, and there are a lot of money for sesame oil. There will always be people thinking about it."

I'm afraid some people miss more than just money!
"Miss is talking about, what does an idiom say? A big tree attracts the wind..."

"The tree is big and the wind shakes the tree." Nangong Yue received it.

"That's right, that's the reason." Dongmei poured a cup of tea and handed it to Nangong Yue.

Nangong Yue took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, looked at Dongmei, and said with thin lips, "Go, come and see with me."

"Miss, what happened to Biluo Temple, how can you go? Besides, miss, you were frightened last night, so you need to rest more." Dongmei quickly persuaded.

"Why can't I go? Should I go? If not, I'll go by myself." Nangong Yue said, and walked out.

"Let's go, miss, wait for the servant girl." Dongmei said and quickly followed Nangong Yue.

There were many monks standing outside the main hall. Murong Yu and several respected masters stood on the high platform, looking down at the monks below the stage.

"Just now, the old man has explained the whole story to everyone clearly. You can find out if you did this. As the saying goes, when the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn back to the shore, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. If someone took those sesame oils Hurry up and return the money for the sesame oil.” Master Hongming clasped his hands together and looked at the young monks under the steps, squinting his eyes, this feeling is really good.

Nangong Yue listened to Master Hongming's words with a sarcastic smile, although she had never seen what Master Hongming looked like?But she could still distinguish that person's voice.

It turned out that the old monk who was with the young monk Yincheng last night was this Master Hongming.

The young monks under the steps looked at each other and talked a lot, but no one stood up and admitted that they had taken the sesame oil money.

It took a long time for someone to say: "Master, maybe the pilgrims outside took it..."

The little monk was talking, and suddenly everyone fell silent. Looking at the little monk, the little monk felt guilty for no reason.

"Yes, Master Uncle, how do you know that we got the sesame oil money?" A young monk asked taking advantage of the situation.

The pilgrims who came to offer incense were mixed, and there were all kinds of people, not to mention those who were thieves. It would not be an exaggeration to say that such people took the money for the sesame oil.

"This sesame oil money is guarded by a special person, and outsiders can't touch it, so we suspect..." Master Hongming looked at the host Zhiyuan and said.

He deliberately emphasized the word "we" to remind everyone that it is us, not me.

"Master, you have already said that this sesame oil money is guarded by a special person. The person who comes here to guard the sesame oil money is the most suspicious. Why don't you interrogate the person who looks at the sesame oil money first?"

Nangong Yue walked up the steps slowly, the sun poured down, covering her body with a layer of golden light.

Master Hongming glanced at Nangong Yue who was climbing up the steps, squinted his eyes, and said for a long time: "Amitabha, this benefactor doesn't know something. This old monk is the one who takes care of the sesame oil money."

(End of this chapter)