One touch and one silence

"I know, I know! Thank you, Taoist Priest!"

After saying that, he took out a clean handkerchief from his bosom, on which there were only a few copper coins that could be counted at a glance.

Nanzhi saw the embarrassment on the woman's face and spoke to her casually.

"One copper coin is enough. If you return home and take good care of yourself, your child will come back to find you as his mother."

Always give this person hope to live.

"Thank you very much, Taoist Priest!"

The woman's tears fell involuntarily again, but this time, she was crying with joy.

She heard the answer she wanted.

The woman stood up from her chair, walked to the side, and kowtowed to Nanzhi respectfully.

Nanzhi did not refuse. This man was feeling guilty. Since it could make her feel less guilty, it was just a lie. She didn't mind saying something to comfort her. It was not excessive to accept her gift.

Nanzhi watched her steps as she walked back, and her feet felt stronger, so she withdrew her gaze.

When she gets back, she will have to ask someone to check the entrance of Dali Temple tomorrow to make sure it is not bullied.

At this moment, an old woman was sitting in front of Nanzhi, and Nanzhi looked at the old woman.

He was wearing coarse linen clothes and a grey turban on his head that covered half of his hair. His clothes were also patched in many places.

"Hello, Chief Taoist!"

The old woman took the initiative to greet Nanzhi.

"Hello, old man!"

"What do you want to count?"

"I want to calculate when my granddaughter will come back. She has been out collecting herbs for half a month and hasn't come back."

"It used to be two or three days at most, but now it's been half a month."

Nanzhi: ????

"Old man, why don't you go find someone from the government office to look for it?"

The old woman had an embarrassment on her face. "Master, you don't know, I don't have any money, so they don't want to come."

"I really have no other choice. I heard from them that the Taoist priest at Qian'an Temple is very good at fortune-telling and that money depends on one's heart. That's why I came here with such a thick face."

Nanzhi understood now.

I felt a little angry at those people in Kyoto who took money but did nothing.

These people eat the taxes paid by the people, but they don't do anything to help the people. They even dare to complain about not working because they don't have money?

If this happened in my own world, a case would be filed within 24 hours, and a large number of uncles in hats and rescue personnel would be dispatched to look for the person.

The more they compared, the angrier Nanzhi felt.

And I am still angry but powerlessly.

Don't ask her why she doesn't think about changing the world. Don't be silly. Although her identity is here, her identity in the dark is also here. If she jumps out, let alone the life she has now.

I'm afraid I'll die faster.

Of course, she did not have such great ambition to change the customs of the Da Ling Dynasty, and she believed that she did not have such ability.

The only thing she did was to try her best to help those poor women in the Da Ling Dynasty to live a better life and to clear up the grievances and all the injustices she encountered.

Use the existing power and status to strive for fairness and justice and make the truth known to the world.

Nanzhi suppressed the anger in her heart and maintained a smile on her face.

"Which government office did the old lady report the case to? Which lord is in charge of the area?"

Wait for her!

"Master, please don't ask. We, the lowly people, cannot talk about the affairs of the government."

The old woman obviously didn't want to cause trouble, and Nanzhi understood.

She said no more, "Please lend me a hand, old lady!"

The old man stretched out his hand in front of Nanzhi, and Nanzhi realized then that the old man's hands were cracked from the cold. There were cracks of varying sizes on his hands, even on his thumb.

The palms of his hands are covered with calluses, and you can tell at a glance that this old man is still working hard on the farm even at such an old age.

When she reached out her hand, the life she saw suddenly became clear.

This old woman was a pitiful person. She lost her husband at a young age, who died in the battlefield. She raised a son with great difficulty. But not long after the son got married, he was eaten by a tiger while hunting in the mountains.

His wife could not accept the blow and fainted on the spot. The young couple was very loving. The woman originally wanted to follow her husband, but was told that she was pregnant.

In desperation, the woman forced herself to stay strong until the moment of the birth of the child, but she finally followed her husband.

The old woman raised her granddaughter little by little using rice soup.

This little girl has been a smart child since she was young, perhaps she inherited her father's talent.

I have a natural yearning for mountains and forests.

I learned some medicinal herbs from a doctor in the town, and when I was eight years old, I dared to go to the mountains with others to dig herbs.

In his previous life, when he heard the news of his granddaughter’s death, he couldn’t accept it and died on the spot.

So she didn't see what happened afterwards, or how her granddaughter died.

However, since he knew that the little girl was with someone else at the beginning, Nanzhi had some idea in his mind.

As for those yamen runners who ignored people, just wait for her.

"Madam, please go directly to the Dali Temple and find Yuan Shaoqing. Just tell him about this matter and he will definitely take care of it for you."

"Just say that a certain Nan Shaoqing asked you to go find him. I am a good friend of that Nan Shaoqing, so he will definitely take care of it."

Nanzhi comforted the old woman softly, sighing in her heart, "Alas! This person is obviously very good, kind, and has never done anything harmful to others, but she has to go through so much suffering."

Nanzhi suddenly understood that the hemp rope should be broken only when it is thin.

It's been half a month, I'm afraid something must have happened to him a long time ago, alas!

If it was earlier, maybe it would be possible.

She knew a little about collecting herbs, but as for climbing mountains, there were all kinds of cliffs and she could fall to death on the spot if she wasn't careful.

The old lady thanked Nanzhi with tears of gratitude, and handed all the copper coins in her arms to Nanzhi before leaving.

Nanzhi knew that these already belonged to the old woman.

She took a copper coin from it, smiled and said to the old woman, "Madam, one copper coin is enough, go!"

After Nanzhi finished speaking, he looked at the long queue of people behind him and said.

"Today's fortune telling is full, please come back tomorrow."

After she finished speaking, she called out to another team that had been waiting for a long time.

"You can come here."

Nanzhi no longer cared about anyone else.

Soon, a woman sat in front of Nanzhi. The woman was a little shy and wore a veil.

Are you afraid of being found out?

Nanzhi looked at the maid beside the woman and couldn't help but sigh. It was good to have someone running errands. The servants and maids stood there in line while the master drank tea, ate snacks, and watched the fun.

I’m so happy!

Of course, this excitement is not hers, it makes her even happier!

"Please extend your hand, ma'am!"

The woman obediently raised her hand in front of Nanzhi. Nanzhi stared at the woman's hand. It was as slender and white as mutton-fat jade. Each finger was round and full, like a carefully carved work of art, exuding charming charm, cute and beautiful.

Nanzhi suddenly understood the psychology of people who are obsessed with hands.

When Nanzhi put her hand on it, her face turned green in a short while.