Chapter 317 Happiness is not shared

Pan Yun is not here, but Miaohe is.

When Master Qian arrived at the mountain temple, Miao He was squatting on a rock with a bowl in his hand, gnawing on a bone. When he saw Master Qian coming, he said, "My master and junior uncle are not here. My master uncle is in the Taoist temple on the mountain."

Master Qian stood in front of the temple and looked carefully at the pots and stoves in the square. He asked Miaohe, "Why are you the only one gnawing on bones?"

Miao He said sadly, "Because I was the only one gnawing on it, Master Uncle and Third Senior Brother disliked the bones because they had no meat on them and were unwilling to gnaw on them. Junior Master Uncle took Master Senior Brother and Miao Zhen out, but didn't take me."

At this point, Miao He became even sadder and emphasized: "Master Junior won't take me with him."

Mr. Qian reluctantly comforted her and asked, "Where did they go?"

Miaohe: "Fucheng."

Mr. Qian immediately said, "That's too much. How can we go to a place like the capital without bringing Taoist Master Miaohe with us?"

Miao He couldn't help but speak up for Pan Yun again, "Little Master Uncle didn't mean to not take me with him, it's just that the Mountain God Temple is going to hold a temple fair, and there are many things to do, so I have to stay and take charge of the situation."

Master Qian was amused in his heart, "Young Taoist Miaohe is really amazing. He is able to preside over such a big event at such a young age."

Miao He said proudly: "What's the big deal? My junior uncle is even more amazing. She is already a temple priest at a young age."

As they were talking, Wang Feiyin came down the mountain carrying a few vegetables. Seeing Master Qian, he stroked his beard and said with a smile, "No wonder we heard the magpie calling so early this morning. It turns out that a distinguished guest has come."

Miaohe: ...In such a cold day, are there magpies on the top of the mountain?

Wang Feiyin said yes, he stuffed the vegetables to Miaohe and said: "Don't be like your elder brother, who swaggers around the village all day long. It's not easy for the villagers to grow vegetables, and you are almost eating all of them."

Miao He took the dish and said, "It was given to me by kind people because they thought I was cute."

"Yes, yes, you are so cute. Hurry up and put the vegetables inside so they don't freeze."

Miao He turned around holding the vegetables and said, "There are only a few vegetables on the mountain. When Master and Fourth Uncle come back, there will be nothing to eat."

"Just buy more..." Wang Feiyin smiled at Master Qian embarrassedly, "This kid is just too worried. He's always worried that the Taoist temple has no money. He saves here and there. Even when buying bones, he has to choose clean bones without meat. I heard from the butcher that these are usually used to feed dogs."

Qian Dahong, who sent his father to chat and eat melons: ...

I always feel a little pain in my wallet.

Miaohe who put the vegetables out: …

What happened that made her want to bark twice?

Wang Feiyin took Mr. Qian on a tour of the mountain temple, actually just to let him watch the villagers working in the temple.

Mr. Qian's eyes slid from the villagers' hands, feet and clothes, and finally stopped at the fire they were sitting around. He asked, "How much firewood does it take to spend in a day?"

Wang Feiyin was about to answer when he saw someone walking on the road, so he motioned to Master Qian to go and see, “That’s it, so the children have to go up the mountain to chop firewood every day.”

Mr. Qian and his son turned their heads and saw Tao Yanbai coming down the mountain with two middle-aged men in tattered clothes, each carrying a bundle of firewood on their backs.

Tao Yanbai threw the firewood on his back to the ground, untied the rope and kicked it to spread out for drying.

The two middle-aged men did not have his strength, so they put down the firewood and spread it out one by one to dry.

Mr. Qian knew about Tao Yanbai's medical skills, and he felt sorry for him. "Little Taoist Master Tao, do you still need to learn medical skills? It takes too much time to chop wood. Why not just buy wood or hire someone? There should be many people in this village who are willing to go up the mountain to chop wood and sell it, right?"

Wang Feiyin sighed and said, "He is now equivalent to an apprentice in a medicine shop. He doesn't make any money. The temple fair costs a lot of money. Now he can only help the mountain temple do this to save money."

Mr. Qian was quick to speak and immediately asked, "Does the temple fair cost a lot of money? How much is left?"

Wang Feiyin sighed.

Master Qian took his hand and said, "Master Wang, Taoist Pan saved my life. We have such a relationship, is there anything you can't tell me?"

He said to his son, "Tell me how much money you need and I'll find a way."

Wang Feiyin held his hand and said, "Master Qian is indeed as Junior Sister said, a rare and kind man since the beginning of the world. No wonder God favors him so much."

Mr. Qian felt so relaxed and happy after being praised that he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

Qian Dahong: “…”

When he saw that his father actually believed it, he looked incredulous. Isn't it obvious that such words are lies?
But his father had already gone to the utility room hand in hand with Wang Feiyin.

Oh, the utility room now serves as a granary, a workshop for Pan Yun and others, and now it has one more function - to greet distinguished guests coming to the temple fair.

Wang Feiyin carefully introduced to Mr. Qian the main expenses of their temple fair and the preparations their Taoist temple had made for the temple fair.

"My junior sister is naive. Seeing that the weather this year is unusual and many people in the county are having a hard time, she thought of holding a temple fair to pray for the people. She had a simple idea but didn't expect so many people to come," Wang Feiyin sighed. "She is young and soft-hearted. She doesn't want to disappoint people, so the temple fair is getting bigger and bigger, and the cost is getting bigger and bigger."

Master Qian sighed and said, "The young Taoist priest is too kind-hearted, but a kind heart is better than an evil heart."

Wang Feiyin nodded: "So I am very pleased." Mr. Qian lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before saying: "I am willing to donate another sum of money to the mountain temple."

Wang Feiyin shook his head slightly and said, "Mr. Qian has already given a lot to the people of Yushan County. How can we ask him to pay more?"

Mr. Qian thought about it again and nodded, "That makes sense. I'll pay a little more, and I'll ask someone else to pay for the rest."

Wang Feiyin raised his eyebrows, "What did Master Qian say?"

Master Qian said, "Master Fang and his men have just gotten into trouble, so they should be willing to spend money to do some good deeds."

Wang Feiyin's lips curled up slightly, "I'm afraid that Master Fang and the others have something on their mind. Alas, Junior Sister is just unlucky. She happened to go to see County Magistrate Ming that day and was seen by others. People outside made wild guesses and linked her to the recent disturbances in the county."

"But at her age, how could she care about these things?" Wang Feiyin said, "Mr. Qian, do you think she is wronged?"

Master Qian sighed inwardly. That was why he wanted to find Pan Yun to chat. It was not fun at all to chat with someone like Wang Feiyin. It was a well-known matter that forced him to agree against his will.

He has connections in the county government. If Pan Yun hadn't brought Su Dashan to Mingren, the forced labor would never have happened.

During the time when no one entered the study, who knows what she and Mingren said?
This made County Magistrate Ming so angry that he investigated the matter from inside to outside.

This time, it was not just Mr. Fang and his men who suffered the robbery. From the county lieutenant to the clerk in the yamen, everyone was reprimanded and severely punished by Mingren.

Mr. Qian came to Sanqing Mountain specially, not only to chat with Pan Yun, but also to remind her to be careful when going to Yushan County next time, so as not to get put in a sack while walking.

People like Mr. Fang might still have some concerns. The county officials she had offended could torment her in every way, and some of them might even put a sack on her and beat her up.

But after arriving, he found that his worries seemed a bit unnecessary.

Wang Feiyin said, "The temple fair is short of money, so she went to the city to claim the prize."

Master Qian: "At her age, can she claim the prize?"

"When it comes to catching criminals, it's up to whoever catches them. Although my little sister is young, her skills are first-rate. She can barely be considered an expert in the martial arts world."

Mr. Qian opened his mouth in surprise. Okay, so no one in Yushan County could put her in a sack.

Wang Feiyin: "After the Shangsi Festival, she will continue to study at the Longhu Mountain Academy. She will be away from home for another year. Alas, such a large mountain temple depends entirely on an old man like me to support it."

Mr. Qian: ...Very good, I understand. Even if someone in Yushan County could put her in a sack, they couldn’t because she’s not here.

Moreover... this old fox Wang Feiyin knew everything that happened in Yushan County. He just made the first move and proposed to invite Mr. Fang, the county lieutenant and his clerk to participate in the temple fair. Obviously, he had a way to deal with them.

Mr. Qian actually had a way to convince Mr. Fang and others, but he had no way to deal with the officials in the county government.

Those people were very proud, but also had a rough and unruly spirit. They insisted on fighting, and there was nothing he could do.

But it is obvious that Wang Feiyin does.

Master Qian agreed without even thinking, "I'll organize a party and invite them to come here to worship the mountain god. When the time is set, I'll have someone tell Master Wang."

Wang Feiyin thanked him with a smile.

Master Qian asked, "When will Taoist Pan come back? How many days has she been out? Has she caught the criminal?"

Wang Feiyin smiled but said nothing, "Master Qian, don't worry. Although my junior sister is young, she is very reliable. A wanted criminal is nothing to her."

Mr. Qian felt that what he said was very ambiguous. How could a mere crime be just a mere one?

But Mr. Qian said nothing, silently accepted his statement, and led his son away.

Did Pan Yun catch the criminal?

Of course it's...no more.

It’s not that Pan Jun doesn’t have the ability to defeat others, but... she can’t find someone to defeat.

Wang Cong took five sacks of copper coins to the government office to exchange for silver, and sent the remaining ten sacks to the money shop. When he came out, he was free of weight except for a stack of silver bills.

Wang Cong found Pan Yun and Miao Zhen squatting on the street, bought two buns for them to eat, and squatted beside them. "The reason why wanted criminals are wanted criminals is not only because they can fight, but also because they can hide."

Pan Jun held the bun in his hand and raised his head, looking hopeless. "How can we find a wanted criminal in this huge crowd?"

Miao Zhen had a blank expression on her face: "My junior uncle asked me to come and identify the wanted criminals from the streets, but he didn't say there would be so many people on the streets, and the criminals might not be there."

Pan Jun was sad, "God knows where they hid?"

Miaozhen was also sad.

Only Wang Cong was happy. In less than three days, he earned more than five hundred taels.

(End of this chapter)