[Qing Chuan] I will be the national teacher for Kangxi

Without waiting for Mingzhu to say anything, the steward at the side already said, "Hey——"

The steward was older than Mingzhu, and couldn't bear the stimulation at once, rolled his eyes, straightened up and fainted from fright.

"Hey——" Mingzhu instinctively supported her, half-supporting the steward, looking at the transparent Rong Ruo, her heart was in a mess.

It happened so suddenly that he didn't know for a moment whether he should pay attention to the matter of his son's having and disappearing first, or whether the manager was scared to death.

Qingyang stepped forward very enthusiastically, and his attitude was much more sincere than when he first entered the mansion. He asked the steward to look at it: "It's okay, it's just that I'm old, and my yang energy is low, and I was rushed by the yin energy. Just passed away."

Qingyang was a little embarrassed to admit the mistake: "It's because I didn't think thoroughly. If I had noticed this situation with the old man in charge, I asked him to avoid it first."

Let the ghosts be seen in the daytime, the blessing is naturally to enhance the yin.The steward was bumped by Rong Ruo's blessed Yin Qi, not only was he fainted psychologically, his soul was also a little unstable, and his tricks were loose, which vaguely meant that he was connected with Yin Qi.

"For the sake of the old man, I'd better send him out of the yard, and I'll seal up the memory of this ghost encounter along the way." Qingyang asked for cinnabar, and wrote a talisman in his palm, taking the yang energy of the world at this time, and reorganizing the trick of loosening things. After sealing it, the memory of bumping ghosts was removed.

It is said that people who have run into ghosts are more likely to run into ghosts again, because they have memories of the previous time, and usually have low courage, so it is easier for ghosts to sneak in.

"Look at this accident..." Qingyang scratched his head after finishing everything, and said shyly, "Otherwise, I'll make a magic circle for your house to keep evil spirits away and keep your home safe—this time No more money from you."

As Qingyang said, he still showed pain in his eyes, and took a deep breath.

This is a big lump of wool!Blame me for not being careful, blame me for being too soft-hearted.

Mingzhu looked at Qingyang dumbly, and then at the son behind Qingyang: ...then I still need to thank you? ? ? ? ?

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The manager's accident temporarily calmed down Mingzhu's mood.Qingyang specially helped to close the door, and the father and father of Nalan's family went to the eaves to express their hearts.

In fact, I can't say anything, because of the destruction of the book of life and death, Nalan Rongruo has been stranded in the mansion for more than ten years. What I wanted to say and didn't want to say when I just died, I have been unable to hear or see him all these years. Pearl said.As for Mingzhu, his emotions are much more complicated, and he has many things to say and ask:

Have you been at the mansion all these years?Then no one can hear or see you, are you lonely?Why haven't you gone down to reincarnate, is there any obsession?Do you know how much dad misses you all these years?That being the case——

You fucking managed to meet your father and me, and you told me that you were going to a Taoist temple to run a private school? ! !

Nalan Mingzhu almost spat out the words "unfilial son", when she heard the eldest son call out emotionally: "Father."

"..." All the emotions in Nalan Mingzhu's heart almost turned into tears.

It doesn't matter whether he runs a private school or not. If he can break the barrier between life and death, what else can he ask for?Touched, Mingzhu took a step forward and held Nalan Rongruo's hand: "My son!"

Nalan Rongruo said with a worried face, "Father...in the future..."

Mingzhu: "Go ahead, if private school is what you want to do—"

Nalan Rongruo: "Could you not let the servant girl burn books and show political affairs to my son? My son is dead, so I just want to read some poems and songs..."

Pearl: "..."

Nalan Rongruo: "..."

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Mingzhu never expected that he invited a meal and spared his son for nothing.

I don't know what ecstasy soup that Taoist poured into Rong Ruo, no matter what he persuaded, Rong Ruo was determined to go to that narrow alley and become a private school teacher.According to Rong Ruo, the narrow alley is still a slum, and there is not even a place to run a private school, so, how do you teach this?His son Jin Yi Yu Shi has lived for so many years, even after his death, there has never been a shortage of incense, paper money, and books. Mingzhu feels distressed to go to such a place all at once.

"Hey, what do you say don't attract people's eyes and ears. Neither the second child nor the ninth child came to see the master off, showing no sense of loyalty! ——Ah? What are those two boxes?" The eldest prince sat in the restaurant by the city gate, looked out, It was Master Qingyang's team.

Obviously there were only two carriages when they came, but there was another one when they went back, and there were people from Nalan Mansion lifting the boxes, which looked quite heavy.

Mingzhu felt a little pain in her old face, and said vaguely: "... son."

Yinyin: "What?! Louder!"

Mingzhu said angrily, "Silver! Two boxes of silver!"

Lost and regained, most afraid of gaining and losing again.My son said he wanted to open a private school and go to a poor place, but Mingzhu couldn't stop him, so why don't we prepare more money?

How did Yinfei know about this little secret that happened in Nalan Mansion, even the memory of the steward was erased: "Hi!" The eldest prince's bear paw stuck to Mingzhu's shoulder, "I'll tell you earlier! The money is fine. If you don’t listen to me, why don’t you obediently give the money now?”

Mingzhu was so choked that she wanted to stare, but soon she couldn't help but look at the convoy that had already driven out of the city, her expression uncontrollably showing deep reluctance.

The son who was lost and found again did not see him for a while, and he had to send him away after saying only a few words.How much he wanted Rong Ruo to stay!But the great cause has not been accomplished, and Rong Ruo's heart is not in the court, so instead of forcing him to watch him go through this muddy water, it is better to send him away, go to the small Taoist temple, and be the private school teacher that Rong Ruo wants to be.

His son is blessed by heaven, meeting someone as noble as Master Qingyang, and being able to re-enter the world of the mortal world, what more could he ask for!But, after all, is it regretful...

Yinfei didn't know that Mingzhu was reluctant to be tolerant, but he thought he was reluctant to part with money. Seeing Mingzhu's expression was really painful, he comforted him: "Hey, you should also be more careful. Money is something outside of you..." He recently saw copper coins and his eyes twitched People in green can say this with equanimity, as if they already have the demeanor of some masters, "If it's gone, it's gone. It's fine if you don't lose anything important!"

Mingzhu: …………… Woo!

This business trip was quite fruitful, and Qingyang Jinguan yelled: "Come on! See me come back with a rewarding experience!"

Not only brought back one plus two full three boxes of silver, but also abducted a private school teacher.

Thinking of this, Qingyang suddenly lowered his head to look at the box, and murmured: "That's right... His Highness the Ninth Prince is really picky! Helping him solve such a big case, just give him a box of silver? It's not as generous as Master Mingzhu, who treats guests and donates money." .”

Nalan Rongruo just floated down from the carriage: "..."

Qingyang just said casually, and in the next second his attention turned to Chen Yuanyuan: "——At this time, Yuanyuan, why are you looking back! Didn't you say that the restaurant is open? Isn't it the time when business is booming? when!"

Chen Yuanyuan didn't know that Qingyang would come back today, she just came back to fight Oboi's house, so as to stabilize her daily incense. Hearing this, she hurriedly covered her stomach and raised her sleeves to cover her face: "It's just inconvenient time..."

"...You don't want me to be an ass!! How can a female ghost have a monthly letter!" Qingyang stood up suddenly, standing on the tall chariot, "Your monthly salary has been deducted!!"

Chen Yuanyuan seemed to be dying in an instant: "How can you be so cruel, boss, I have made arrangements!"

A shopkeeper with real wrists, how can she keep an eye on the business in person for a moment, she is fishing on purpose, and she is going to take the opportunity to clean up the employees.

"..." Qingyang still looked suspicious, but slowly slid down from the carriage, "Let me introduce you, this is brother Nalan Rongruo."

After talking about the newcomer, Qingyang pointed to the temple and said to Nalan Rongruo: "The radish hidden in the vegetable field is Aobai, Ao Zhongtang. And this female shopkeeper pretending to be a moon letter is Chen Yuanyuan."

"..." Nalan Rongruo was stunned, on the one hand because of the identities of these future colleagues, but also because of what they did...

The old faces of Oboi and Chen Yuanyuan were all exposed by Qingyang, one blushing and thick-necked jumped out of the vegetable field, the other was blush, but without exception, they all looked at Nalan with scrutiny and precaution. Tolerance.

Chen Yuanyuan opened her mouth and came: "Oh, my sister really loves Mastiff. Not only must I take out the incense for the Yin soldiers, but also my sister and me. Starting today, I will add one more person."

Oboi was teased by Chen Yuanyuan a few times. Although he knew in his heart that he was trying to sow discord, he said it was an indisputable fact. He immediately shouted in a rough voice: "Mr. Private School? Hmph, I don't care. This vegetable garden is my territory. That room is the residence of this little girl, where do you want to live, you can find it yourself!"

Aobai was secretly holding back his thoughts, Qingfu Temple is only this big, the vegetable plot is equivalent to the yard, and if the kitchen is removed, then there will only be the main hall, side halls, and huts left?The backyard is the bathhouse of the little Taoist priests, which is also a restricted area.

"Incense, too." Chen Yuanyuan's tears came as soon as he said it, "It wasn't enough..."

"..." Nalan Rongruo gradually revealed a bewildered expression.

Mr. Nalan, who is too elegant, is out of tune with the house fighting scene.

Qingyang said with pity: "Don't join forces with them, keep your original intentions, I will prepare incense for you alone, and your tablet will be placed in a private school."

What a gentleman who emerges from the mud without being stained, and who is clean but not demonic!In Qingfuguan, they are rare animals and must be taken good care of.

"...!" The two ghosts on the side almost showed a fierce look when they heard it, but fortunately they thought they couldn't beat this Taoist priest, so they barely held back.

Chen Yuanyuan forced a smile and said, "Master, let me tell you about the restaurant!"

"Wait a minute!" Qingyang ordered Oboi's yin soldiers to move the silver to the temple, and personally returned the memorial tablet of Wu Linggong and the small statue of the master ancestor one by one.It's just that when tidying up, I found those gadgets that the eldest prince forced, such as rattles and cloth tigers, "...just put them in my room."

While talking to himself, Qingyang picked up the small box and planned to go to his hut.Just after taking half a step, I felt that the back corner of my clothes was being pulled: "Who is it, mastiff? Are you a rattle... Shizu?"

Although he couldn't see the master's figure, but the strength was very firm and pulled him to the main hall, pulling Qingyang back again and again: "No, no, master, these are going to be put in the main hall??? Too bad So solemn!"

Nalan Rongruo still stretched his neck curiously, wanting to see what was going on, but the two new colleagues were more conscientious now, one rushed up to cover his eyes, the other floated over to plug his ears, the three ghosts huddled together, silently hid in the kitchen.

"Master Zu," Qingyang couldn't help but wanted to ask again, "Which one are you?"

Qingyang obviously felt the force pulling him, and then the wind blew up, and he finally opened his eyes, the box in his hand was long gone, and the Qingfu Temple was also quiet, as if people were walking through an empty building.

Qingyang: "..."

With a stiff face, he walked to the side of the statue in the main hall, looked behind the statue, and indeed saw the box.

Chen Yuanyuan bravely shouted softly in the kitchen: "Boss—are you ready? Check the account book!"

...All right, no one has the guts to enter the main hall anyway, so they have nothing to do and look behind the statue.Qingyang walked out of the main hall without a word, only to be greeted by Chen Yuanyuan, and Wu Linggong, who had not been seen before, also appeared from the side hall, with mysterious smiles on his face, obviously ready to discuss merit and praise.

Chen Yuanyuan cared most about the belongings she got. Eighteen boxes of jewels and ledgers were carried with her sleeves. Seeing the five spirits approaching with their hands behind their backs, she smiled meekly: "Speaking of which, the five spirits are more powerful, and they are the ones who brought us to our restaurant. Wealth, positive wealth. It’s a coincidence that those cooks who defected here, all of them came out after being underappreciated in their old employers, or came out after encountering disasters, looking for a living everywhere. Many of them have been wasted for several years. , In terms of ability, they are all excellent, calm and able to do things well. Once our restaurant opened, such rare and hard-to-find talents came from all directions, and it must be the God of Wealth's credit."

"Hmm..." Zhao Gongming twirled his beard, "If the little girl can tell you, just say more."

Chen Yuanyuan smiled sweetly: "Master, look at this account. I have made a separate list. They are all rich and noble families. For some reason, You Qinhuai discovered our restaurant. The food tastes very good, and I spent a lot of money. Yinliang, I said that I will bring more friends to eat in the future. Yuanyuan I have wandered in Qinhuai for so many years, but I have never seen such a good thing in any restaurant. It must be thanks to the God of Wealth!"

"Hey, it's also due to the contributions of my brothers." Zhao Gongming said generously.

Chen Yuanyuan laid the groundwork several times, and finally it was the most important part: "I have also put in a lot of effort. Fortunately, I have learned a lot in various restaurants over the years. I know how to control people and how to control them. After the restaurant opens , although there were some small troubles, but luckily they were all dealt with. I also developed a lot of contacts through the restaurant. If there is any need in the future, it will be convenient to manage..."

While speaking, Chen Yuanyuan seemingly unintentionally pointed her slender finger to the total income of the account, smiled reservedly, and waited for the boss's compliment.

When Qingyang saw the amount, he was really overjoyed: "—OK! Although it's not enough to reshape the golden body of Master Sanqing, the eternal lamp and five offerings in the main hall can be replaced with new ones!"

Chen Yuanyuan: "——????"

What's the matter, she, did she hear wrongly just now, the boss never said that they would reshape Sanqing's golden body, haha, how could it be possible, there are three statues, each nine feet—although Chen Yuanyuan is a ghost, but suddenly felt Myocardial infarction.

The faces of the five Linggongs also changed drastically after hearing this. Just as they were about to say a few beeps, they unconsciously glanced at Xuan Ang's back. I can curse secretly in my heart: ...Damn, look at how you are so happy!

Qingyang was still breaking his fingers excitedly: "There are still treasure covers, curtains... all replaced with new ones! The best! As the saying goes, although a sparrow is small, it has all internal organs!" Taking advantage of his excitement, he said, "Brothers, don't worry, when the main hall is finished decorating, there will definitely be a side hall at that time—oh!!"

A wind came out of nowhere near his head, and smacked the back of Qingyang's head with a slap, making him dizzy—but it didn't hurt.

But Liu Yuanda couldn't see it. Hearing the voice, he was so distressed that he swallowed bitterly and said, "No need, don't say let..." Under the stare of that person, he had to be vague, "I'm angry."

Don't shoot!If the filming of this little Jingui is ruined, how can the Taoist sect find another disciple with such excellent talent and all-round abilities?

--well!Why did it develop to this point today!

Liu Yuanda wanted to sigh.In the beginning, they just liked Xiao Jingui's detachment, and felt that it was better to be enshrined by him than by those mediocre people.I didn't expect to rush things, rushed to the end, really entered the view, and accidentally became the gatekeeper of the side hall. Do they still want to resign?can theyDo they dare?

Qingyang scratched his head, wondering: "Master, why are you making a surprise attack again. Didn't you just leave after taking the toy?"

Zhao Gongming silently slandered: What a fart, you are pretending to be dead when you are asked.

Qingyang sighed: "Okay, then let's build the screen wall first."

The shape of Taoist temples combines the characteristics of many traditional buildings.

Generally speaking, Taoist temples built in urban areas should have front buildings such as screen walls, archways, and mountain gates, as well as main halls and side halls dedicated to gods, huts for Taoist priests, and even landscapes for pilgrims to visit.

Among them, the screen wall is the shadow wall, also known as the screen wall or the Xiao wall.

Generally speaking, the gate is facing the hall, which is unlucky in terms of Feng Shui. In order to avoid qi rush, such a wall has to be built outside or inside the door to avoid evil, store wind and absorb qi.

Narrow alleys are limited by the terrain. It is immoral to build a wall outside to block the road. It is better to build a screen wall inside the door.

Chen Yuanyuan was stunned for a long while, and then burst into tears with a groan: "So much money is... no." Feeling the threat of his life, Chen Yuanyuan changed his words humbly, "You, don't you want to live in a better house?"

Qingyang was shocked: "Don't destroy the happiness I finally had!"

If Sanqing were not worshiped, Qingyang wished that the house was only as big as a bed and a futon, and it would be so convenient to clean, and other main halls and side halls would be redundant.

Chen Yuanyuan saw that the curve could not save the country, so she had the courage to say: "Then, where do we live?"

Before, Oboi slept in the vegetable field, and she slept in the kitchen, and with Nalan Rongruo, the house would soon be overcrowded.

Qingyang pondered for a moment: "Then allow you to carve statues on the Xiao wall! Attach it to it."

Chen Yuanyuan almost couldn't hold back the tears: "?????"

What's going on, could it be that my tear offensive has no effect? ​​How can the little boss say such merciless words!

The main hall is so luxuriously decorated, so they deserve to live on top of the wall?

Zhao Gongming could see what Chen Yuanyuan was thinking at a glance, and his suffocated anger suddenly turned: "We don't look like us yet!"

Qingyang stepped on his heart ruthlessly: "Hey, are you also fighting on the wall? Didn't even look at the master and didn't respond."

Chen Yuanyuan really wanted to cry: "I worked hard to earn money..."

Qingyang looked back suspiciously, and analyzed rationally: "Yes, my monthly salary is less?"

No, on the contrary, because Chen Yuanyuan is a girl, she gave an extra [-]% bonus every month for taking care of her.No employer is so good, the salary is paid according to the salary, and [-]% of the annual interest is also given for nothing.

Qingyang said frankly: "I persuaded you to put jewelry into the construction of the restaurant and you didn't do it. Why should I hire the staff for accommodation? I didn't take advantage of it. I didn't agree at the beginning...Eh?"

Qingyang paused, then suddenly slapped his legs: "I didn't say that food and drink were included at that time! You give me the incense fee."

Chen Yuanyuan: "..."

Aobai had already pricked up his ears, sniffing the incense and came over: "Here for the old man, the incense fee! This little girl picks up the incense from the old man! The old man works hard as a coolie, and he doesn't even have a monthly salary."

When dealing with Oboi, Qingyang was not as gentlemanly as Chen Yuanyuan was. He only moved his mouth but didn't move his hands. It’s not that you forgot how to look forward, so you’re shameless enough to harm a child, the prince is still a baby, so you should bully him! Everyone has said that migraine is the root of the disease since childhood.”

Qingyang beat Oboi hard: "You bully the child, you are shameless, putting you in the watch is to give you a chance to probation, and see what will happen to you when you go to the underworld. How dare a mere reform-through-labour prisoner ask for wages???"

Nalan Rongruo was stunned, couldn't help but hide back, and said dully: "I, I just need pen and ink..."

Qingyang: "Listen!! You learn from Rongruo!!"

Aobai lifted his face out of the ground, and together with Chen Yuanyuan, he cursed inwardly: "Learn what a fart!"Of course he doesn't want anything, just incense, and a private school to live in, such a good treatment, it seems like he is wronged!

Regardless of what the ghosts and gods in the temple think, Qingyang opened the private school anyway.

The house I bought directly outside the narrow alley, I cleaned it up, and bought a batch of desks, chairs and teaching materials. There is still a whole box of Mingzhu's silver left.

Aobai and Chen Yuanyuan were also persuaded at this time: their own father invested money for his own son to buy land and a house, what do they have to say?

Oboi belongs to the family that no one worships and does not get a salary, so he can only be poor. Chen Yuanyuan has a lot of salary, but he is not willing to spend it, and he will die with Oboi's incense.

Qingyang knocked on the doors of the neighbors in the narrow alley one by one, saying that Guanli opened a private school, free of charge, and taught children to read for free.

"...It's not Taoist scriptures, it's the kind of book that is used to take the imperial examinations." Qingyang emphasized that he was afraid that his parents would misunderstand.

"..." As the nearest neighbor to Qingfu Temple, the boss of the Li family was the first to be notified. After listening to Qingyang's story, he was stunned for a long time, and then his body shook violently, and the man burst into tears. When he came down, he knelt down and wanted to worship, "Master, master!"

He didn't know what to say. He wanted to thank him, but his vocabulary was not enough to express his gratitude. He wanted to say that he was very excited, but he couldn't speak.

Qingyang was taken aback, flashed quickly, and said in one fell swoop: "Brother, Brother Li, you are older than me, and we are not related by blood, nibbling on the head can shorten my life."

The boss of the Li family who took off on the spot: "..."

Originally attracted by the big news of the Li family, all the neighbors were very excited when they heard it: "..."

Master, what kind of strength is this, to lift an elephant with bare hands.

The parents were so excited that they took their children by the hand and said that Master Qingyang is good, you must study hard, etc. Only the children said: "..."

Why, I didn't see how cruel the beautiful brother was before!At most, when they were making a fuss, the wind would blow them away, and they would just run back by themselves.

That night, several children had trouble falling asleep again, tried to escape from the house at night, and were beaten by their parents.

Early the next morning.

The parents in the narrow alley stepped onto the street where the private school was located with a little anxiety and timidity.

There are prosperous restaurants and teahouses everywhere, and all the children of rich families pass by.They were wearing patched clothes that leaked air, they were out of place, and fear and uneasiness arose in their hearts: ... Is the school really here?

When they said it at the beginning, they didn't feel it. Now that they are in the field, they shrink back a little.

Nalan Rongruo and Qingyang were already waiting at the gate of the private school, both of them had slightly weird smiles on their faces.

Rong Ruo's eyes shine: students, students, I finally have students, I want to teach them all the knowledge I have learned in my life, ah, let me think about it, there are so many books, so many books to teach...

"..." The children were terrified, turned around and wanted to run away, but were brutally pushed into school by their parents.

"Tiger! Study hard!"

"Glorious ancestors for our old Cao family, bastard!"

"Niuniu, seriously learn that... arithmetic! The master said that the restaurant will open a branch in the future, and female shopkeepers and female accountants will be recruited!"

children:"………………"

No, no, they want to play in the mud more.

Recalling the painful experience of being tortured by the tireless and inexorable noise of the brats for so long, and having to recite the Qingjing Sutra so often that his tongue was almost tied, Qingyang slowly sat down on the futon and smiled lightly: "Didn't everyone say that they love playing in Qingfu Temple because they want to hear me recite scriptures? Today I will read a section of "Wenchang Sutra" for everyone..."

Nalan Rongruo cooperated tacitly, and was full of energy and vowed to teach the first class of Gui Sheng. Accompanied by Qingyang's chanting, he started a powerful knowledge indoctrination...

After half an hour.

Nalan Rongruo stopped to give lectures, "Well, everyone, take a break and continue after half a cup of tea."

"..." The children were all dead. They continued after hearing half a cup of tea, and several of them twitched a few times like dead frogs that had been electrocuted.

Qingyang only felt a sense of relief, and the former headache collapsed into pleasure.

Qingyang asked everyone in a soft voice, "I read the scriptures you want to hear, are you happy?"

children:"…………"