MTL - The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension-Chapter 319 Bai Sanqing

  Chapter 319 Worshiping Sanqing

  319 worship Sanqing

   After the group picked up Zhao Zhitong, they went directly to the examination room.

  At that time, the examination room had already been unsealed. When they arrived, candidates began to come out one after another.

   "Qiao Muchen, Zhao Yue, here, here."

   Far away, Zhao Zhitong saw Qiao Muchen and Zhao Yue coming out side by side, and waved his little hand to call them.

  The two also saw Zhao Zhitong and the others, the tiredness on their faces instantly disappeared, and they walked towards them quickly with a smile.

  Qiao Muchen asked: "Tongtong, you came out of the princess mansion. How is it? Has the Princess been cured? Did the princess make things difficult for you?"

  Wei Zijian said immediately: "No, no, my master is amazing. The princess even said that she would hold a teacher appreciation banquet for our city government, but my master refused."

  Qiao Muchen smiled: "It's fine."

  Having not seen the two for a long time, Zhao Zhitong seemed a little excited: "How are you guys? Is it cold in the examination room? Are you tired now? Are your hands not stiff when you write?"

  She was still very worried that the two of them were in the examination room. She had heard that although it was spring, the examination room was still very cold.

   Eating, drinking, and drinking were all inside, and Qiao Muchen's body was very afraid of the cold, so he was a little worried that he would not be able to bear it.

  Zhao Yue said first: "No, no, we brought the knee pads that my aunt made for us, but it's warm, not cold at all."

   Wei Shulan folded her arms around her chest, rolled her eyes at Zhao Yue and said, "Yes, you have rough skin and thick flesh, you'll be fine if you freeze it, but Qiao Muchen is not a rough guy like you, so what are you going to answer for him?"

   "Hey! Who do you say is a rough guy?"

  Being so disliked, Zhao Yue expressed his dissatisfaction: "You know, I'm a jade tree facing the wind, and I'm suave, and there are too many girls chasing me. How dare you call me a rough guy."

   "Oh." Wei Shulan expressed no interest in listening.

  Zhao Yue was instantly stimulated by Wei Shulan, like a rooster with fried feathers, and began to desperately prove to Wei Shulan that he is very attractive.

  Zhao Zhitong couldn't help laughing. When did the two start, they would just pinch each other like this when they met. However, she wasn't worried. She knew that the two didn't really dislike each other, they were just bickering.

   "Qiao Muchen, are you cold?" Zhao Zhitong ignored the two arguing, but looked at Qiao Muchen and asked.

  Qiao Muchen couldn't help but smiled and said: "It's not cold, and I'm not tired now, and my hands are not stiff when writing articles. Do you have any questions?"

  Zhao Zhitong couldn't help laughing, shook his head, and said stupidly: "It's gone."

  Qiao Muchen would be like this every time, answering her questions one by one, no matter how many times she asked at once, he would never get annoyed.

  No matter how many times he was interrupted, he still remembered her question.

  Although Qiao Muchen and Zhao Yue said they were not tired, they were still worried that they were too tired, so they let them rest at the inn that day, and planned to go out to play again the next day.

   Wei Shulan said that there is a Yuqing temple in the capital, which is very effective, and they will go to worship tomorrow.

   Several people readily agreed.

  After a day of rest, the next morning, after eating breakfast, the group went to Yuqing Temple together.

   "There is a peach grove in the backyard of Yuqingguan, and it is the season when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and many young masters and ladies come to enjoy the flowers.

  The most important thing is that there is a marriage tree in Yuqingguan, which is said to be very effective. Therefore, Yuqing Temple has constant pilgrims all year round. "

   Wei Shulan chattered endlessly, introducing Yuqing Temple to Zhao Zhitong.

  Zhao Zhitong also listened patiently, and asked questions from time to time: "Marriage tree? What is it used for?"

Wei Shulan explained: "Of course it is used to seek marriage. It is said that if you write your name and the name of your sweetheart together and hang it on a tree with a red string, you will get the red thread held by Yuelao. Get married."

   "Oh, that's it." Zhao Zhitong nodded: "It turns out that the marriage is obtained by seeking."

  Wei Shulan nodded: "Of course, marriages are all obtained from Yuelao."

   "Oh, then I kind of want to see what the marriage tree looks like." Zhao Zhitong was very curious about it.

  Wei Shulan: "Then we'll go there in a while!"

Zhao Yue on the side shook his head and sighed, disappointedly said: "You girls, just believe that some are not, if it really works, how many people's names are hung on that tree, is Yuelao busy? ?”

   Wei Shulan glanced at him: "Some people, if they don't have a sweetheart, they are just sour, Tongtong, please ignore him."

  Zhao Yue: "Who do you say is bitter, who says I don't have a sweetheart."

  As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yue stopped.

  And Zhao Zhitong over there became interested in an instant, and hurriedly asked: "Wow, Zhao Yue, who is your sweetheart, who is it? Do I know him?"

   Oh, her good friend has a sweetheart, why is she so excited.

   Wei Shulan on the side put on a look of indifference, humming, but his ears were pricked up to listen.

Hearing Zhao Zhitong's question, Zhao Yue's eyes subconsciously fell on Wei Shulan, and then he snorted coldly and said: "No, I'm talking nonsense, I've lived among thousands of flowers, and not a single leaf touches my body, my lord." I'll just be someone else's sweetheart."

  Zhao Zhitong performed a performance: "...cut."

  It’s boring, I thought I could eat melons.

  Zhao Yue glanced at his friend and reminded: "Hey, why don't you ask Qiao Meiren, he must have a sweetheart."

After finishing speaking, he whispered to Zhao Zhitong: "Let me tell you, when I was in the examination room, I saw him standing in the corridor, looking at the moon and secretly smirking, this is a typical performance of a sweetheart. "

   Zhao Yue's whisper was completely invalid, and Qiao Muchen who was on the side heard it all.

  Zhao Yue smiled badly: "Hey, Qiao Muchen, come and share, who is your sweetheart."

  Qiao Muchen said calmly, "Oh, I suddenly remembered that when you were drunk, you hugged the pillar and said who you liked. Let me think about it..."

  Zhao Yue's old face froze, how could he forget that he had a handle in Qiao Muchen's hands, and wanted to make fun of Qiao Muchen.

  Therefore, Qiao Muchen was immediately stopped from saying: "Alas, alas, I was wrong, don't think about it, Miss Qiao is reciting poems to the moon."

  Qiao Muchen smiled at Zhao Yue: "Oh, I drank and fell asleep that day, and I didn't hear anything."

  Zhao Zhitong and Wei Shulan looked at these two people strangely, and their intuition told them that there must be ghosts between these two people.

   While speaking, they had arrived at Yuqing Temple.

  Entering the Yuqing Temple, you can see a steady stream of pilgrims.

   Wei Shulan suggested: "Why don't we first pay homage to Sanqing, then go to the marriage tree, and finally go to the peach grove."

"no problem."

  All three agreed, so they went to worship Sanqing first.

  Zhao Zhitong naturally seeks the safety of his family and friends, so that his friends can be on the list.

   After kneeling and worshiping, the four of them retreated from the Sanqing Hall.

  Wei Shulan: "Tongtong, what are you asking for?"

  Zhao Zhitong: "Family and friends are safe, Zhao Yue and Qiao Muchen can be on the list, how about you?"

   Wei Shulan smiled: "Same, Qiao Muchen, what about you, what do you want?"

  (end of this chapter)