I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

The coachman shouted at the animals in a low voice, waved the whip in fear, and retreated little by little under the guidance of the guards.

"This must be some big shot from somewhere. This is quite a big scene!" Ji Xiaobei muttered to himself.

"Every year, many people from the capital come to Xishan Temple to pray for blessings at the Autumn Festival. I heard that there really were gods in Xishan Temple in the past, and even the emperor had been there..."

The knowledgeable Aqi came over and said.

Ji Xiaobei looked at him meaningfully and said, "You know a lot. Have you ever lived in Anzhou?"

Ah Qi scratched his head and before he could say anything, he heard the sound of horse hooves and a dozen guards on horseback came running towards him with swords in hand.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Behind the guards followed a luxurious carriage, which quickly passed by Ji Xiaobei and his group.

Everyone's eyes widened. It was the first time they saw such a spacious carriage. It was truly an eye-opener.

There are indeed many rich people in Anzhou City.

Several ladies nearby were whispering, "Someone from the capital has come again. He must be a high-ranking official. There wasn't such a big scene last year. Let's go in and take a look..."

People who were leaning against the path rushed to the temple gate.

At this time, two men who looked like servants came over here, bowed to Ji Xiaobei and said, "Miss, please follow me!"

Grandma Huang tilted her head and asked, "Where are you from? Why should I follow you? Who knows if you are a beggar?"

The servant stretched the corners of his mouth and smiled bitterly, "I, am not..."

Ji Xiaobei glared at the yelling Huang Po and comforted the frightened servant, saying:

"Don't be afraid, kid. Even if you are a beggar, you wouldn't dare to take a photo of me like this, right?"

The servant nodded solemnly to show his understanding and said, "I have been ordered to lead the girl into the temple. The seat has been arranged for you!"

Ji Xiaobei smiled with satisfaction: It was all thanks to that kid He Ye.

They followed the servant and went around in circles, finally entering through a small side door.

The Xishan Temple has been renovated very well, it is magnificent and solemn.

When Ji Xiaobei was talking just now, the servant thought she was a straightforward person. Seeing Ji Xiaobei looking around, he immediately explained:

"A few years ago, the emperor came to Xishan Temple to worship, which attracted high-ranking officials from the capital to come here to burn incense. In recent years, the incense has been very popular, and many local tyrants have donated money and materials. I heard that officials of all sizes in Anzhou have donated money to the temple..."

After they passed a few gates, they heard a lot of noise. After passing a rockery, they finally arrived at the open space of the main temple and saw a huge crowd of people.

Some were sitting cross-legged, some were standing, and there were bamboo baskets of offerings beside them.

There was a row of guards in front, separating the common people.

There was a shed behind the guards, which contained many tables and chairs.

The servant asked Shitou and the others to sit outside the shed, and let Ji Xiaobei and the other three women into the shed.

There were already several women sitting inside, talking and laughing with their heads down. Suddenly they felt the light in the shed dim, and they couldn't help but look up.

There were two old women and a man wearing a hat standing at the entrance of the shed, and it was impossible to tell whether they were a man or a woman.

The one who blocks the light is the person wearing the hat.

The women looked them up and down, and a young woman said dissatisfiedly: "This is the VIP seat, and ordinary people are waiting in the open space."

Mrs. Huang and Mrs. Lin turned around and were about to go out, but were stopped by Ji Xiaobei.

"Mom, we're in the VIP seats!"

The two women looked at each other, unable to believe what Ji Xiaobei said.

How come their faces are so big that they can sit in the VIP seats?

Unfortunately, Ji Xiaobei was too strong and the two old ladies could not break free and could only stand beside Ji Xiaobei.

Ji Xiaobei asked them both to sit on the chairs.

The two old ladies looked at the ladies, their faces embarrassed, and sat down on the chairs with half of their buttocks trembling.

Be prepared to leave at any time.

Ji Xiaobei pulled the chair next to the young woman and sat down without hesitation.

The women moved their chairs back a little, away from Ji Xiaobei.

The abbot of the temple has started speaking. First, the Minister of Rites burned incense and recited a prayer, then everyone kowtowed, and finally offered fruits.

Ji Xiaobei summarized it and this is roughly the process.

Ji Xiaobei didn't care. She was tired and thirsty after walking all the way, and she was busy drinking tea.

The renovated halls of Xishan Temple are majestic and magnificent, which means the temple is extremely wealthy. However, the tea here has no taste. The VIP guests actually drink such tea.

Ji Xiaobei leisurely took out a bag of tea and started brewing it himself.

The teapot is round and full, the spout is slender and elegant, the teacup is elegant and plain, and it complements the clear tea soup, while the curling hot steam carries a faint fragrance.

The whole shed was filled with fragrance.

The women all looked at Ji Xiaobei in surprise.

Ji Xiaobei was only focused on sipping the tea. The two old ladies also squinted their eyes, savoring the tea carefully, and occasionally glancing outside.

The host held himself in high esteem and recited the opening verses in full vigor.

Several people were surrounded by maids and women and entered the shed.

Someone stood up at the back and shouted, "Mrs. Song and Mrs. Liang are here!"

Ji Xiaobei spat out the tea foam in his mouth, turned his head and saw a magnificent golden head;

Well, here comes the walking jewelry rack!

She is not interested in Mrs. Song. She is interested in Mrs. Liang. I wonder how she reacts to Liang Yuyao's matter?

A young monk came to add more fruit, and a woman at the back asked, "Young Master, who is occupying the front seat? That should be the seat for Madam Song and Madam Liang!"

The young monk glanced at Ji Xiaobei and the others, swallowed the words on his lips, smiled and said, "Don't worry, Madam, I will ask my senior brother to come over right away. He arranged everything here."

After saying this, the little monk ran away.

The woman who spoke spat at him.

Several women admired each of the jewelry on Mrs. Song.

After a while, a slightly older monk came over, bowed and greeted them, and then exchanged pleasantries with Madam Song and Madam Liang, seeming to be very familiar with them.

As soon as he entered the room, he began to look at Ji Xiaobei and the other three. Ji Xiaobei pretended not to see him.

The young monk had a somewhat unhappy look in his eyes. He walked up to Ji Xiaobei and said politely and distantly, "May I ask your name, sir? The seats in the pavilion are reserved for the wives of officials. Why don't I take you to a spacious place?"

"Okay, let's go outside..." Mrs. Huang and Mrs. Lin had been unable to sit still for a long time. Just as they were about to stand up, Ji Xiaobei pressed them down on the stool with one hand each.

"This place is great. Someone brought us here and we wanted to sit in the VIP seats."

Ji Xiaobei was not polite at all.

The disdain in the young monk's eyes annoyed her. In a temple like a place where all living beings are saved, it was unexpected that the young monk spoke so unreasonably.

She won't leave!

After hearing what Ji Xiaobei said, the monk's face darkened. He bowed again and said coldly, "Donor, you are so unreasonable. The people who are maintaining order today are from the Xishan Defense Station. Anyone who does not abide by the temple rules will be arrested."