Jingniang left Daxiangguo Temple and returned to her Yuzhen Temple.
She went back in a sedan chair carried by two people, and she looked a bit like a Taoist priest. She wore a veiled hat and a white veil to cover her face; she wore a wide Taoist robe with a Bagua pattern on the back. The robe was ridiculously wide, and she was probably the only one who could wear it in such a hot day, but it still couldn't cover her figure, mainly because her chest was pushed up too high, making her chest look empty and making the clothes look even looser and ill-fitting.
If it weren't for the wide robe covering her, her attractive figure with a slim waist, straight waist and voluptuous body would probably be too eye-catching.
Yuzhen Temple is not far from Daxiangguo Temple, and it is not easy to find a small piece of land in this area. If she had not received support from Lady Huarui when she was practicing in Mount Emei, she would not have been able to build this Taoist temple and would have had no place to stay in Tokyo.
Many years ago, Jingniang's father was a retainer of a big merchant in the south, so she had seen the Semites from far away when she was a child. The Semites brought all kinds of gods, but she didn't believe in any of them; the reason for not believing was very simple: she didn't think the Semites' gods could have any say in the affairs of the Jade Emperor and the Supreme Lord Lao.
The wealthy merchant her father worked for was a ruthless man, but he was still willing to defend his master at the cost of his life. He told Jingniang: To make a living, one must either be the master of everyone; if one cannot be the master, one must be loyal to the only master regardless of everything, and never be indecisive or ask why. Only in this way can one live a fulfilled life. Her father may not know that his words and deeds have planted seeds in the young Jingniang's heart, and they are slowly taking root.
Jingniang couldn't change herself after she grew up. In her mind, the most important thing in life was to choose a master, then entrust her life to him, and be loyal to him until death. In order to be extremely loyal, this person must of course be her husband, and everything else would be saved.
That's why she followed Zhao Kuangyin for no reason, because she had decided to follow him that year.
Jingniang was rejected at that time. She wanted to commit suicide to prove her loyalty after returning home. Later, she survived and, with a glimmer of hope, she left home again to find Zhao Kuangyin. However, Zhao Kuangyin refused and only allowed her to be his sister.
Perhaps because of the stimulation, Jingniang later did some bizarre things that made Zhao Kuangyin stay away from her.
She found a way to establish the Yuzhen Temple in Tokyo and recruited a group of women to serve as Taoist priests.
There are few normal women among these women. If they were good-looking girls from good families, they probably wouldn't come to this broken Taoist temple to seek a safe life, let alone believe in the Queen Mother's Religion. It would be foolish for them not to find a good family and marry a husband to raise children. Among these people, some are ignorant and ugly women, like the black woman who specializes in delivering letters to Jingniang, whose hands and feet are thick and almost as black as Zhao Kuangyin; there are also young and beautiful women, but they are definitely not good girls. They all have their own misery and it is really hard to endure life. For example, Yulian almost joined the Queen Mother's Religion. The experiences of those people are similar to Yulian's. Anyway, they are all unlucky.
Jingniang did not despise these women who were almost abandoned by the world and could not survive. She took them in and made them live together like a family under the same happy dream. Because they kept chanting words to praise the Saint Aunt every day, the believers now firmly believed in Jingniang's deified identity and believed that she was a fairy beside the Queen Mother, who came down to earth. If they were pious, everyone could become a fairy, with fairy-like beauty, a fairy palace with jade buildings, and fine clothes and delicious food. In the fairyland in the clouds, there are only flowers and joy; there is no abandonment or persecution.
The government never paid much attention to them. If it weren't for the emperor's order to destroy all the unnecessary temples and Taoist temples to save resources, the government probably wouldn't bother to care about Yuzhen Temple because they really didn't do anything bad, nor did they force good people to join the religion; the believers were all abnormal people, and if they were driven away, where would they go
Once, the government wanted to send people to disperse them, but two of them committed suicide on the spot, saying that they wanted to leave the Saint Aunt and die. The government officials quickly gave up and settled the matter peacefully.
When Jingniang entered the backyard of the Taoist temple in a sedan chair, everyone was still sitting cross-legged in the courtyard to worship the sky. In the middle was a bronze tripod with smoke curling around it. The female Taoists gathered around the tripod and chanted poems that were so simple that they sounded tacky: Thank you, Queen Mother. Thank you, Queen Mother of Heaven, for being wise, fair, and omnipotent. If anyone dares to disrespect her, her bones will be crushed to dust. Queen Mother sent Saint Aunt Yuzhen down to earth to save people from suffering.
There were forty or fifty people chanting. Jingniang started from scratch and was able to support dozens of people, and she had not done anything illegal. She was quite capable.
When the crowd saw Jingniang appear, they hurriedly bowed down beside the sedan chair and called out, "Saint Lady!"
Jingniang did not need to respond, and entered the house where she practiced magic without saying a word. Then she summoned her trusted attendants to discuss the situation.
Now Jingniang was full of anger and confusion, like a rootless duckweed floating on the water. Zhao Kuangyin seemed to have completely rejected her, but she didn't know if there was any room for redemption. Even a little hope would make her feel better. She couldn't figure it out for the time being, but the current situation was imminent: if no one in the government helped, the Yuzhen Temple that she had worked so hard to build would be demolished.
Zhao Kuangyin was unwilling to contribute. Jingniang simply told her subordinates.
Several of them were pretty good looking, and Jingniang didn't want to see ugly people serving her all day. When they heard this, they also became worried. One of them said: "What should we do? If the Taoist temple is demolished, we will have no place to stay and no income. How will the fifty or sixty people make a living?"
The four of them discussed for a while, but were at a loss. So many people had no place to live, and they were going to eat up all the food. They were all women, so what could they do? It was indeed a very troublesome and serious practical problem.
At this time, the youngest girl said: Do you still remember Yu Lian who lived in Yuzhen Temple for a few months
Everyone said that they still remembered her, but they didn't know what the young lady meant by mentioning her, so they hurriedly asked.
The young lady seemed to have forgotten her worries, and her face lit up with joy when she started gossiping: When Yulian was in the Taoist temple, she mentioned a lieutenant of the imperial guards named Shao Ge'er. You may not know this, but I love to hear about these interesting things. Why did Yulian go back after living there for a while? Because Shao Ge'er came back and was promoted to a high position. The next day, he brought a hundred people to the market to marry Yulian in a grand ceremony. It was a grand ceremony, with a hundred cavalry guards. I was curious and asked someone to find out what position Shao Ge'er was promoted to, such as the inner palace guard, the governor of some state. He was quite a big man, wasn't he
Someone blurted out: Yu Lian is already like that, and there are still high-ranking officials willing to marry a man named "Brother", she must be young, right
The young lady said: I don’t know about that. Anyway, Yulian has moved into the former courtyard of the Fu family, which is not far from here. I heard that the courtyard was awarded to Shao Ge’er by the Queen herself.
Suddenly, several people thought they had a solution. One of the women immediately said: "Yulian is here with us, and we treat her well. If we ask Yulian to ask Shao Ge'er to help us with the government, maybe Yuzhen Temple will be fine."
Lian Jingniang also thought that this method was worth a try. According to her experience, it was very likely that a female Taoist priest would succeed in deceiving a noble lady, so she ordered her attendant to do it.
After her men said goodbye and left the pass, Jingniang's attention returned to Zhao Kuangyin. She recalled what Zhao Kuangyin had said several times before, and she was even more heartbroken.
Something in her heart seemed to be slowly collapsing. She didn't believe in the Queen Mother and Saint Aunt, and didn't know what she was living for. She took off her Taoist robe, revealing a white fairy dress with patterns, and lay listlessly on the wooden couch, not wanting to do anything.
She slept exhausted and tired, and woke up in a tangled mood again.
It would be better to listen to Zhao Kuangyin's words, hand over the temple master to his men, and go home. But Jingniang didn't want to go back when she thought about her bad reputation in her hometown. What should she do
Feeling uncomfortable, she thought of the Forget Worry Powder she made the previous month. The pill was not good for the body, but it would make one feel light and comfortable. This was the ancient book of the Wei and Jin Dynasties that she got from Mount Emei, and she made it according to it. It is said that the famous scholars of the Wei and Jin Dynasties had nothing to do all day long, so they took this Forget Worry Powder and felt like they were floating in the air. Jingniang thought that taking too much of this pill was not good, but it was a good medicine when she felt very uncomfortable, so she just had to take less.
The uncomfortable time is now. Jingniang has almost no pressure. What does it matter if it is good or not? She just eats to death and doesn't worry.
She stood up, took a pill, poured some water and swallowed it. But she didn't feel anything for a while, so she didn't worry about anything and took two more pills.
After taking three pills of Forget Worry Powder at a time, the effect of the drug started to take effect soon. Her face gradually turned red, and a charming smile appeared at the corners of her mouth. At first, it was light, and then the effect of the drug became stronger and stronger, and her vision was blurred. She had no idea that she was in the mortal world, and only felt that she had entered the fairyland; she had even forgotten who she was and what she did. She had a vague feeling in her heart that happiness and worry-freeness were the real thing, and the world was just a dream.
At this time, a woman's voice outside the door said: Saint, things are going well. Yulian promised me that she would find a way to help us and repay her kindness. She had already persuaded the donor Guo, but the donor Guo said he was worried that we were a cult; he didn't want to help the evil, and said he would first find out our situation before he was willing to help. Although we didn't do anything bad, we didn't have a certificate from the government.
There was no response from inside, and the woman outside the door said again: Why don't the Saint Lady invite him to come and see it with his own eyes and see if he believes it or not.
Jingniang, who was half lying in the room, had no idea what the people outside the door were saying. She didn't even know what Yuzhen Temple was. When she heard the sound, she responded with a delicate voice.
When the person outside the door heard the response, he said, "I understand. I will ask him to come over right away. So that Mr. Guo can understand that we have only done good things, not bad things."