After rebirth, I became a national teacher

Not long after packing his luggage, Chen Qingzhu was packed up and taken out. He was stuffed into a small carriage with green curtains and sped away towards Jingci Temple.

Chen Qingzhu was on high alert all the way.

The journey to Jingci Temple is long, and it is possible that Marquis Jingnan or Zhang would kill her on the way.

Fortunately, she was worrying too much. Marquis Jingnan and his wife had no plans to act so quickly, and the carriage arrived safely at the gate of Jingci Temple.

The sun was about to set at this time. When they saw the carriage stop in front of the gate, the young monk guarding the gate immediately came out to greet them. When they heard that we were from the residence of Marquis Jingnan, they immediately went to invite the abbot.

Marquis Jingnan was one of the top ten most powerful people in Nandu City, and naturally he was also a guest of honor in all the major temples in Nandu.

Jingci Temple is just a medium-sized temple, and the female members of the Jingnan Marquis family rarely visit it.

Not long after, the abbess, Master Ci'an, came to greet them in person with a few of her trusted disciples.

Master Ci'an was a female monk who was about 40 years old and somewhat plump. She wore a grey monk's robe and a long string of Buddhist beads around her neck. She had a friendly smile and looked very kind at first glance.

Seeing the shabby green-curtained carriage, Ci'an's eyes flashed with disappointment, but she quickly concealed it and bowed, saying:

"Amitabha! I wonder if you have any advice for me?"

The nanny who brought Chen Qingzhu here pointed at Chen Qingzhu and said:

"This is Aunt Chen from our family. She has come here to practice and pray for blessings at the order of the mistress."

Nun Ci'an gave Chen Qingzhu a quick look.

She is an expert in this area and has a very sharp eye.

It can be seen at a glance that although the woman in front of him has a dull complexion and is very thin, her facial features and bone structure are all excellent. If she takes good care of herself and dresses up, she will definitely be an excellent product.

Looking at her attire, she was wearing an old, heavy cotton robe that looked quite bulky. She only had a silver hairpin from head to toe, and didn't even have a single decent piece of jewelry.

She doesn't look like the powerful mistress at home at all.

Besides, if he was going to practice and pray for blessings seriously, why would he rush here at such an hour without even bringing a maid?

It's obvious that he had committed a serious mistake and had been severely punished by his family.

Generally speaking, if something can be sent out, don’t even think about going back.

As expected, the old woman who followed handed over a purse and said meaningfully:

"Please take good care of it!"

Nun Ci'an twisted her purse expertly, feeling the special texture of the banknote, and the smile on her face became even more intense:

"Tell Madam to rest assured, everyone in the temple will do their best!"

He then signaled with his eyes to a nun behind him who had an ordinary but smart look to ask Chen Qingzhu about his background.

After the handover between the two parties was completed, the two maids and the coachman left Chen Qingzhu and returned to the marquis' mansion to report.

After watching them leave, the nun who had asked the question came over and whispered to Ci'an:

"I have no relatives in Nandu. I was originally a slave bought from outside."

Ci'an looked at Chen Qingzhu carefully again and said:

"She has a very good foundation. She needs to work on her temper first. Huiyuan, arrange for her to move to the utility room in Xiyuan."

The nun named Huiyuan walked up to Chen Qingzhu and said in a cold voice:

"Come on, I'll take you to your residence."

They didn't even avoid Chen Qingzhu during this discussion. They were sure that she had no one to rely on and would never leave Jingci Temple again.

Chen Qingzhu watched the whole process coldly and was not surprised at all.

As early as when she was a wandering soul in her previous life, she already knew what Jingci Temple was.

If not for this, she would not have chosen to come here on her own initiative.

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Jingci Temple is divided into two parts: the front hall and the meditation room.

Ordinary pilgrims can only worship and burn incense in a few front halls, and only "big customers" who have donated more money will be invited to the Zen room in the backyard to drink tea and eat vegetarian food.

The meditation room and the front hall are separated by a high wall, and two doors, one in the east and one in the west, are opened on top.

The meditation rooms on the east and west sides are also separated by walls and are not connected to each other.

The eastern Zen room is for pilgrims and nuns in the temple, while the western room is for other nuns and newcomers like Chen Qingzhu.

Chen Qingzhu followed Huiyuan and another nun into the nunnery.

As he walked, he coughed bitterly.

Huiyuan could not help but frown and looked back at her, seeing that her face was flushed from coughing:

"Your cough seems to be quite serious?"

Chen Qingzhu said quickly:

"No... I don't have tuberculosis... cough cough cough... I... I just caught a cold... cough cough cough... I'll be fine after taking some medicine..."

That look was simply a case of trying to cover up one's own guilt.

Huiyuan subconsciously took a few steps back, then hurriedly reported to the abbot.

After a while, he came back with a cloth cover on his face and gave one to the nun who stayed behind.

The two men protected themselves and then led Chen Qingzhu into the meditation room called West Garden.

The area of ​​Xiyuan is very large. First, there is a courtyard which is the kitchen of the nunnery. After passing through a moon gate, there are two quadrangle courtyards with more than ten meditation rooms. The houses in the innermost quadrangle are more scattered and the courtyard is also larger. There is a big bell hanging under the corridor of one row of houses. Obviously, this courtyard is also used as a gathering place for monks and nuns in the nunnery.

As we walked along, it was clearly the evening class time, but we did not hear any chanting. We only saw several nuns in the yard doing chores such as chopping wood and carrying water.

Everyone, regardless of age, respectfully called the nun leading the way "Sister Huiyuan". But Huiyuan seldom responded, but just walked forward with Chen Qingzhu without looking away.

It is obvious that although this person is not very old, he has a very high status in the nunnery.

Some people also secretly looked at Chen Qingzhu, who was still wearing secular clothes, with a flash of pity in their eyes.

The two men brought Chen Qingzhu to a small row of houses a little distance away from the main meditation room and pushed open one of them.

The smell of dust hit me in the face. The room was filled with various sundries that had not been used in the nunnery for a long time. There was no bed, only a pile of straw.

Huiyuan said coldly, "You will live here from now on. You are not allowed to walk around in the nunnery and disturb others."

This is exactly Chen Qingzhu's purpose.

She should seize the time to practice, and it would be best if she lives alone without being disturbed by external things and trivial matters.

After Huiyuan finished speaking, he naturally reached out to grab Chen Qingzhu's bag, and said righteously:

"You are here to cultivate yourself, so don't keep those worldly filth that cholera your mind around you."

After opening the bundle and searching through it, naturally, only a few small silver ingots, some copper coins, and inconspicuous jewelry were found inside. Apart from that, there were only a few underwear, an old winter coat, and a few palm-sized hardened steamed buns.

The two men were unwilling to give up, so they searched Chen Qingzhu again. Naturally, they found nothing. In the end, they even pulled out the only silver hairpin on her head.

Chen Qingzhu did not resist at all throughout the process and looked very docile.

Whatever they had taken away, she would quickly take back a thousand times, so there was no need to create unnecessary conflict over such a small piece of property.

"Bah! Poor bastard!"

Huiyuan and his men left cursing, and locked the door with a bang before leaving.

Chen Qingzhu walked to the door and made sure that the people had gone far away. Then he picked up a steamed bun in the dim light, broke the middle seam that was glued with rice, and took out a walnut-sized piece of jade from it. He did the same with the rest.

She had long known the practices of Jingci Temple.

When he returned to his yard, he saw that the jade piece on his chest was broken into pieces by Pei Xiao's kick, so he simply put the broken pieces in the steamed bun.

Now that I've been searched, I naturally have to take them all out and keep them hidden close to my body.

Time passes quickly during practice.

No one from Jingci Temple brought her food, and she was only given a can of water every day.

Chen Qingzhu didn't care about it at all. After using the mice caught in the house to verify that it was non-toxic, he ate the steamed buns he brought with him with water to barely fill his stomach. Apart from that, he practiced every minute.

Three days passed in a flash, and the spiritual energy in the body accumulated slowly but steadily.

The progress was similar to her previous estimate. It would take half a month to break through the first level of Qi Refining. So far, there were still eleven days left.

However, the people at Jingci Temple did not have such good patience.

Chen Qingzhu could only pretend to have tuberculosis for a short time. She was busy practicing and could not pretend to cough all the time.

To the people at Jingci Temple, isn't this a sign of improvement?

If it can get better, then it can't be tuberculosis.

That morning, the door was pushed open with a bang.

Huiyuan rushed in aggressively and said to Chen Qingzhu who was hiding in the haystack:

"The abbot has something to ask you. Come with me!"