Aunt Chen is back from the world of cultivation

There is a heater in the car, so she doesn't have to worry about being cold.

When it comes to important matters outside, Old Madam Yuan always gives him face.

Although there were many things to say, the deal between the temple master and his old man had already been reached, and they could not go back on their word.

Even though he felt uneasy, he had no choice but to let him fulfill his promise.

After saying goodbye to Chen Qingzhu and Huiyun, Old Madam Yuan left the reception hall.

After watching her walk away, Censor Yuan turned around and bowed respectfully to Chen Qingzhu:

"Master, you saved my wife, so you are my great benefactor. Just tell me what you want me to do."

He already looked like he was ready to be ordered around.

When he came to Cihang Temple, he had already made up his mind that no matter what the temple asked him to do, he would do it.

Even if it goes against principle.

Anyway, he is over sixty years old and doesn't have many years left to live. From now on, he will just consider himself dead.

"Sit and talk."

Chen Qingzhu's tone was gentle.

Censor Yuan sat down as he was told.

Chen Qingzhu said:

"What I just said was just to ask you to quickly give your wife the elixir to avoid delaying the illness. Censor Yuan asked me what I wanted you to do. Actually, there is really nothing for you to do."

Censor Yuan looked surprised.

Chen Qingzhu looked at him with admiration and continued:

"I just respect the character of Censor Yuan as a man and an official, and I am doing this for him. Censor Yuan's reforms saved the people from disaster. The court did not give you due rewards for your achievements, but the heavens will not forget your merits."

At this point, Chen Qingzhu smiled slightly, "You can consider this as a reward from me on behalf of Heaven."

Censor Yuan was stunned by her words.

His reform measures were all beneficial to the common people and harmful to the interests of the powerful.

From the very beginning, it was opposed by many court officials, dignitaries, gentry and even many scholars.

At the beginning, the people did benefit from it, but as it was implemented for a long time, it gave corrupt officials more and more excuses to exploit the people.

Countless curses came pouring in. Under the instigation of the powerful, the people called him a treacherous minister who was harming the world, and demanded the abolition of the reform and his beheading.

Sometimes, he even doubted himself and wondered if he had done something wrong.

But now, there is a superior with great means and astonishing abilities who tells him so confidently that he has saved the people from disaster and that the Heaven will remember his merits!

The ambition that had long dried up in Censor Yuan's heart was suddenly filled with a feeling of relief, as if a long drought had finally brought rain.

He quickly came to his senses.

Even if the other party really chooses to help him because of what he did in the past, a favor is owed and you cannot accept it as a matter of course just because the other party gives you a way out.

"The fairy dew is precious, how can Yuan accept it calmly?"

The immortal master looked thoughtful for a while before he smiled and said:

"If Censor Yuan really feels uncomfortable, then just go back to being yourself."

Before she establishes her own territory, she has no use for him for the time being.

It would be better for him to continue to serve as an official in the court and restore his reputation. If he can benefit the people, it will also be a credit to her.

As for the day when she rises up in rebellion, she is confident that she can make him know who the wise leader is.

At that time, she would be able to gain a wise minister who would be famous all over the world.

This can greatly improve the reputation of any overlord who controls a certain area.

Censor Yuan frowned slightly.

When all the new policies he had worked so hard for were abolished, he no longer had the heart to participate in state affairs.

The reason why he accepted the post of Right Censor-in-Chief of the Southern Capital was to help the current emperor and put on an act for the world to see, so as not to anger this narrow-minded emperor and bring disaster to his family again.

Now, does the master of the temple want him to return to the vortex of fame and fortune?

Chen Qingzhu stood up, looked at Censor Yuan with encouragement, and said loudly:

"The current court cannot allow the censor to realize his ambitions. But the people of the world still need good officials like you."

"If we can't save the millions of people in the world, then we can start by saving the tens, hundreds, or even thousands of people within our reach. How about that?"

Censor Yuan’s old body shook violently.

Over the past ten years, he had been so frustrated that he lost all his ambition and was no longer willing to get involved in court affairs. When he was demoted to the Southern Capital as an imperial censor, he reported for duty.

I have never thought about what the master said.

Is it only worthwhile for him to save millions of people?

Aren’t the lives of those oppressed people before us worthless?

Is he too concerned with character and reputation and forgetting his original intention of entering the officialdom?

He was really blinded by one thing and had been possessed for many years. Only now was he awakened by the master's words!

After coming to his senses, Censor Yuan looked at Chen Qingzhu with genuine admiration in his eyes.

From the moment he learned that she had organized her followers to provide disaster relief, he knew that this temple master was not what he had thought.

She has divine power, but she is not supernatural. Instead, she cares about the common people and is willing to do her best to seek welfare for the suffering people.

One is to try one's best to save the victims, and the other is to persuade him to return to the court.

Guanyin, who saves people from suffering.

Such a temple master is worthy of being the divine messenger appointed by Master Cihang!

"Thank you for your guidance! Yuan knows what to do next."

Seeing his face suddenly brighten up, Chen Qingzhu showed a satisfied smile, waved his hand, and another bottle of fairy dew flew in front of Yuan Yushi:

"Take this bottle of nectar. It can strengthen your body and prevent colds."

"No, no, no, Master, this is too expensive!"

Censor Yuan quickly refused.

"Yuan Yushi is a rare good official. He needs to live for a few more decades to benefit more people. If he dies of a cold due to the cold weather, it will be a loss to all the people in the world!"

Then, she said solemnly without question, "This is also a gift from me on behalf of the Heaven. You must drink it."

It would be a pity if such a capable and virtuous minister like Yuan Yushi died so early.

Under the pressure, Censor Yuan subconsciously picked up the elixir and drank it.

In a short while, I felt warm all over, and I felt lighter and lighter, as if I were ten years younger.

When I came to my senses, I felt ashamed:

"Master, this..."

Why did he drink it for some unknown reason?

I haven’t repaid the previous favor yet, and now I owe the temple master another big favor.

Chen Qingzhu waved his hand, not caring much:

"This is nothing to me. Well, go back and stay with your wife. I want to practice in seclusion."

This is already an order to expel you.

Censor Yuan didn't know what to do, so he had to leave first.

Huiyun happened to run into him when she was coming back from seeing Old Madam Yuan off. Seeing that he looked a little at a loss, she was secretly curious.

As soon as everyone left, Huiyun ran to Chen Qingzhu impatiently and asked curiously:

"Master, what did you ask Censor Yuan to do? He seems to be in a difficult situation."

Chen Qingzhu did not hide anything from her and told her the conversation they had just had.

Huiyun couldn't help but laugh and tease:

"It seems that the abbot really admires Master Yuan, and even asked us at Cihang Temple to make an exception and do business at a loss!"

Chen Qingzhu raised his lips slightly and said meaningfully:

"I admire him, but it's not necessarily a loss-making deal, right?"

Even if he ultimately failed to meet her expectations, she didn't feel at a loss.

Just think of it as Chen Qingzhu, who was once an ordinary citizen, expressing his gratitude to this good official who cares about the world and works hard to save the people.

Besides...

"Who is Yuan Yushi? With his character, he will not default on his debts. The more favors he owes, how can he tolerate not paying them back?"

People like this are soft-hearted and do not respond to harsh treatment.

Only by retreating in order to advance, and taking things step by step, can you gain his true loyalty.

This is enough for now.

Huiyun looked at the determined smile on the face of her own abbot and seemed to understand something.

Although I still don’t understand what the master of the temple is planning, it is definitely a big game.

As a subordinate, she can only wait and see the amazing results.