Chapter 6 — Stealing Purple Qi to Exchange Peach Blossoms

Perhaps she was a lovesick orphan girl, miserably waiting for her husband to betray her for three years, crying every day, and finally crying so much that the love token changed color. But he, that ungrateful husband, still had an aggressive attitude and came to the door to ask for his crime. It's really worthless. Surely he is thinking so.

“Okay.”

Tham Thanh Chau sighed softly and waved his hand.

“There is no need to repeat the past.”

He really believed it. Master and I silently exchanged glances. Solved.

"So... Sir National Teacher, please look at this temple..."

The teacher asked tentatively.

“No more destruction.”

Tham Thanh Chau replied.

“Not only will I not destroy it, I also want to personally write the words for the temple.”

Is this what you want to support us? My master and I were immediately happy.

“Thank you, Sir National Teacher!”

Tham Thanh Chau walked to the front of the altar, picked up a pen, and wrote the three words "Thanh Phong Quan" on the paper Tuyen had prepared. The brushstrokes of dragons and phoenixes dance, with an extraordinary aura. After writing, he put down his pen and his eyes fell on the emerald piece.

“This item, I will take it away temporarily.”

He carefully picked up the jade pendant, wrapped it in red cloth and put it in his chest.

“From now on, I will visit you two often.”

After speaking, he turned and left. Watching him loudly leave with his guards, my master and I both breathed a sigh of relief.

“Master, where did you get that emerald piece from?”

I asked curiously. Master smiled triumphantly.

“A few days ago, a foreign minister brought it to me, saying it was a thanksgiving offering for praying for my son to be successful.”

He patted my shoulder.

“Disciple, remember carefully. As long as we ourselves do not feel ashamed, the person who will be ashamed will be someone else.”

I feel this statement is extremely reasonable. The risk has been eliminated. Not only can we protect the Taoist temple, we can also cling to the great National Teacher tree. The future of Thanh Phong restaurant is extremely bright. But I rejoiced too soon. The next day, Tham Thanh Chau came again. He didn't bring any guards with him, he just came alone. In his hand he also carried a box of food.

“A Nguyet, I brought you some breakfast.”

He stood outside the door of the temple, his expression a bit unnatural. Master and I were both stunned. What is he… what does he want to do? ## 9 Tham Thanh Chau gave me the food box.

“This is the most famous cinnamon flower cake in the capital.”

I looked at him, then turned to look at the master. Master winked at me. Take it. I had to accept the food box.

"Thank you, sir."

“Call me Thanh Chau.”

He corrected my words. Me: “…” This development doesn't seem quite right.

"Sir National Teacher, you handle hundreds of thousands of tasks every day, so why do you have time to come to our small temple?"

The master laughed, trying to reconcile the atmosphere. Tham Thanh Chau looked at me and said seriously:

“I came to make amends.”

Offset? Master and I looked at each other.

“The past three years have made her suffer.”

Tham Thanh Chau's eyes were filled with guilt.

“From now on, I will treat you well.”

He said it very sincerely. I understand. He believed the story about "Tuong Tu Le", and now he comes here to make up for the "lovelorn woman" that is me. My scalp is numb. This misunderstanding is big.

“Sir National Teacher, you are too talkative.”

I said dryly.

“Now we live very well, not miserable at all.”

“No, she is very miserable.”

Tham Thanh Chau looked at me with sadness.

“A weak woman like you has to support an entire temple So big, you still have to cry day and night for me, how can you not suffer?"

He pointed at my face.

“Look at her, she has become thinner.”

I bowed my head and looked at my body. I have lived in luxury for the past three years and have clearly gained more than ten pounds. Master stood next to him, trying not to laugh until his face turned red. I glared fiercely. All are good stories made up by people! From that day on, Tham Thanh Chau really came every day. Today give me breakfast, tomorrow give me cloth, the day after tomorrow give me jewels. The things he gave were about to fill the back yard of Thanh Phong restaurant. He not only donated things, but also competed for work. Chopping firewood, carrying water, sweeping the yard. A righteous and upright National Teacher actually came to our temple to do the work of a servant. The pilgrims were all stunned and amazed. Everyone is constantly speculating about the relationship between me and the National Teacher. Rumors quickly spread throughout the capital. My teacher and I suffered indescribably. We just want to make money, not men! That night, I discussed countermeasures with my master.

“Master, this cannot continue.”

I said.

“If this keeps up, he will move into the temple completely.”

The master also looked gloomy.

“You can't chase him away, you can't scold him either. What to do?

After all, he is the National Teacher, we cannot offend him.

“There's only one way left.”

I made up my mind.

“Tell him the truth.”

The teacher was frightened.

“What? Are you crazy? If he knew the truth, wouldn't he grind our bones to ashes?”

“Long pain is not as good as short pain.”

I said.

“This misunderstanding must be clearly explained. If he comes every day, how can we still do business?”