mesbooks Chapter 272 A True Immortal Descending to Earth, Making an Unerring Prediction
Chapter 272 A True Immortal Descending to Earth, Making an Unerring Prediction
The woman's cries were deafening. "Taoist priest, my husband has passed away. He left us so young! Waaaaah!"
Zhai Rong noticed that she was about the same age as the Fifth Concubine, and assumed that her husband must be in his prime, just like her father. She couldn't help but feel some sympathy for him.
She reached out and handed the woman a handkerchief.
"Your husband...died young?" Zhai Rongyu asked.
“No, that’s not it,” the woman sobbed, wiping away her tears. “My husband died at the ripe old age of 108.”
Zhai Rongyu: ...
"Give me back my handkerchief."
The woman placed the handkerchief on the table with a wronged expression and pushed it towards Zhai Rongyu. "Don't laugh at me, Daoist. Although there is a big age gap between my husband and me, we are very much in love."
"With him gone, I'll be all alone in this world from now on! Waaah—"
She started crying again as she spoke.
Zhai Rongyu tapped the table. "What's the matter?"
"Am I not human?"
"Those millions of people in Longyan are just like radishes and cabbages in the field, they don't count?"
The woman choked, "I...I didn't mean that."
"What I mean is that I'm lonely! Daoist Master! Such a big house, empty and desolate, with only cold silver notes! Daoist Master, do you know how much pain I'm in!"
The Boundless Divine Turtle kicked the tabletop fiercely with its front claws.
His beady eyes shone with a look of deep sorrow and indignation.
It wailed inwardly.
Come on! Transfer your pain to me! Make me suffer!
Zhai Rongyu chuckled softly, her slender index finger leisurely twirling the ribbon.
She looked up at the woman.
"According to the laws of the court, widows cannot remarry and are forced to live a lonely and miserable life, guarding their solitary graves. You just said that your house is empty and you probably don't have any children, so you're suffering because you have money but can't spend it, right?"
In ancient times, a widow who spent money on pleasure and lived a life of extravagance would inevitably be criticized and gossiped about.
The woman wiped away her tears, somewhat embarrassed.
“What the Taoist priest said is true.”
“My husband left me a lot of money, but I can’t spend it recklessly because of what others think.”
"It hurts, it hurts so much!"
Zhai Rongyu expressed her deep understanding.
“I know that what’s more painful than dying with money left over is being alive and having money, but not being able to spend it.”
The woman nodded, her eyes blurry with tears.
"That's exactly the point!"
“Look,” Zhai Rongyu said, glancing at her from head to toe, “you go and build a widows’ courtyard, specifically to house widows. When the sisters are all together, expenses will naturally increase, and you’ll have somewhere to spend your money. With more people, it will be more lively for you.”
"People will also praise you for benefiting all living beings."
The woman was moved to tears and placed a gold ingot in front of Zhai Rongyu with a clatter.
"Thank you for your guidance, Daoist Master!"
She rushed out, her fatigue gone, and her face radiant.
When the Boundless Divine Turtle saw the gold ingots on the table, its eyes lit up, and it pounced on them, waving its limbs.
The little head rested on it, feeling very safe.
Zhai Rongyu's lips twitched, and he flicked the tortoise shell with his index finger. "You were just complaining about me, but look at yourself now. How are you any better than me?"
The Boundless Divine Turtle narrowed its beady green eyes, hummed twice, and turned its head away from her.
Zhai Rong sighed and rubbed her forehead.
"Next!"
A beautiful young woman walked in, her face streaked with tears.
"Master! My beloved has broken his vow and become engaged to someone else, but I can't forget him. I'm in so much pain!"
“He’s bad luck for you,” Zhai Rongyu added slowly, without even lifting her eyelids, “He’s bad luck with money.”
"Thank you, I'm out of there."
The girl had only been inside for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea when she left with a relieved expression.
Those queuing outside were all amazed and exclaimed in surprise.
This Baopu Taoist Temple is indeed something special!
"Next!"
"Taoist priest...Miss Zhai?"
Zhai Rongyu looked up.
Wow, isn't that Di Chong?
Di Chong sat down excitedly in the chair. "They all say that you opened this Baopu Taoist Temple. I didn't believe it at first, but I never expected to actually see you here!"
"Miss Zhai, you must save me!"
Ever since Miss Zhai predicted he would fall into a trap, he has had complete faith in her abilities! She's practically a deity descended to earth, with unerring accuracy!
Zhai Rongyu: ?
This doesn't sound like a serious matter.
Di Chong scratched his head awkwardly, "Hehe...the imperial examination is coming up soon, so I thought I'd come and offer my prayers."
Zhai Rongyu: ...
"So, you didn't study? Instead, you came here to ask for blessings?"
[You're drenched in sweat, bro.]
"It's no use reviewing," Di Chong pouted, grumbling. "Every time I cram at the last minute, Buddha always kicks me when I'm down, showing no mercy whatsoever!"
Zhai Rong smiled slightly.
"So that's why you came to the Taoist temple to offer incense?"
Di Chong chuckled and said, "That's not entirely true."
“I have thoroughly studied Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism before I decided to come to your Baopu Taoist Temple.”
"Oh?" Zhai Rongyu raised her eyebrows slightly. "You have such a level of understanding? You comprehended three levels in one go?"
"Come on, tell me, let me see what you've figured out."
She rested her hands on the table, propped her chin on her hand, and listened attentively.
Di Chong spoke confidently.
"I'm not afraid of Miss Zhai laughing at me, but after many years of research, I've concluded that the philosophies of these three schools can all be summarized in two words."
Confucianism: Pick it up.
Buddhism: Let go.
"Taoism: Take them down!!!"
"I figured Taoism was perfect for my exam! So here I am." He puffed out his chest, looking quite confident.
Zhai Rongyu: ...
She lowered her head, supporting her forehead with her hands to suppress a laugh.
[Don’t say it. You really shouldn’t say it. ]
This guy has a knack for understanding.
Di Chong, with tears welling up in his eyes, slumped onto the table. "Miss Zhai, you are all-powerful! Please think of a way to save me! If I fail this exam, my father will definitely beat me to death!"
Zhai Rongyu: "Do you really want me to come up with a solution?"
Di Chong nodded vigorously: "You really have to think about it!"
Zhai Rongyu: "Okay. Go back and change your name. Don't call yourself Di Chong anymore. Change it to 'Guo'er' and I guarantee you'll pass the imperial examination."
Di Chong: ...
He looked miserable. "Miss Zhai, are you just making fun of me?"
"How is this making fun of you?"
Zhai Rongyu waved his hand disapprovingly, "If you want things to succeed, you need a firm Dao heart. Go, Guo'er, hurry up and flip through a few more pages of the book."
She smiled, revealing shallow dimples.
According to Tianmu, the Dichong Fude Palace is shining brightly, which suggests that there may be a turning point in the imperial examination.
But I can't tell him directly, otherwise, given his nature, he won't even read a single page of the book.
Di Chong immediately became dejected.
In the end, he still has to go back to school... Waaah! He's so pitiful!
Zhai Rongyu waved his hand, "Next!"
……
The sun is westward.
After sitting for a day, Zhai Rongyu's mental strength had recovered to 40%.
She searched everywhere for a cup, her mouth dry.
[Sister Huaying just said the little teacup was right here, but I can't find it.]
She reached under the table to grab the hidden compartment.
There were footsteps at the door.
Zhai Rong didn't even look up. "What troubles this fellow Daoist?"
"Master, my wife has not returned. What should I do?"
Zhai Rongyu was taken aback, then suddenly looked up and saw Jun Ce looking at her with a resentful expression.