Aunt Chen is back from the world of cultivation

Qin Zhenniang's husband's family was a farming and reading family in the southern capital city.

Her husband, Qiao Shiyou, was a scholar in his early twenties. Naturally, the family did not have much extra money, and they only had a three-story house in the capital city of Nandu.

The Qin family married Qin Zhenniang to him not for money, but in the hope that he could pass the imperial examination or even become a Jinshi, so that the Qin family would have more support in the future.

Therefore, in order to take into account the self-esteem of Teacher Qiao, Qin Zhenniang now lives in this small house with three courtyards with her husband's family and servants.

Of course, this was only on the surface. In secret, Qin Zhenniang gave the Qiao family a lot of subsidies.

When the doorman saw the father-in-law coming, he immediately went in to report. Not long after, Qin Zhenniang's husband, Qiao Shiyou, hurried out with his wife to greet his father-in-law.

Teacher Qiao has regular facial features, fair skin, and is quite tall. He also has a scholarly air, so he can be described as a handsome man.

Qin Zhenniang and Madam Qin had very similar facial features, with an oval face, slender eyes, and fair skin with a rosy glow. She was a pretty lady, but the only flaws on her face were the dark brown spots on her cheekbones.

Teacher Qiao said politely:

"Didn't mother-in-law come to pick up Zhenniang to burn incense today? How come father-in-law is here too? Father-in-law, come in and have a cup of tea!"

Qin Fushang said:

"If you have time today, go with them, mother, son, grandparents and grandchildren. You don't have to drink tea, you should go and burn incense early."

Qiao Shiyou passed the imperial examination at the age of seventeen and had taken the imperial examination once, but failed. He knew very well that in Jiangnan, where literary culture flourished, he would need the full support of his Yue family to achieve higher honors, so he had great respect for his father-in-law.

He learned from Qin Zhenniang that his mother-in-law spent one or two thousand taels of silver to ask an unknown female Taoist priest to treat the spots on Zhenniang's face, but she was actually very unhappy.

That one or two thousand taels of silver could have brought him so much glory by spending it on meeting friends or attending poetry competitions, but he wasted it on such useless things.

Moreover, as a scholar, he considered himself knowledgeable and did not believe in such superstitious things at all.

"Since my father-in-law is going with me, I don't worry about my mother-in-law and grandmother continuing to be deceived. In my opinion, it doesn't matter if Zhenniang's face doesn't get treated. I am not a superficial person, so how could I let such a small matter affect the relationship between husband and wife? You really don't need to waste too much on this."

He didn't realize that after saying this, Qin Fushang's face had turned dark. He just didn't refute it for the sake of his face.

After hesitating for a moment, Qiao said:

"Why don't I accompany Zhenniang to the incense burning today? I can also chat with my father-in-law on the way."

This will enhance their relationship and make the father-in-law more willing to spend money on him.

Unexpectedly, his father-in-law, who always valued him, did not accept the olive branch he extended this time, but instead said indifferently:

"Studying is more important. You still have to go to school in August. Why waste your precious time on such trivial matters as burning incense?"

Teacher Qiao didn't want to appear to be trying to please the Yue family too much, so he had to give up.

Qin Zhenniang actually wanted her husband to go with her, but she was afraid that it would interfere with his studies, so she didn't insist.

When he got on the carriage, he complained to his mother and grandmother:

"Dad, why don't you let my husband go with you? He is a scholar and has a lot of knowledge. It would make me feel at ease to have him accompany me."

She admired her scholar husband very much, and under the influence of him, she no longer believed in such supernatural things.

Old Madam Qin actually couldn't stand this self-righteous grandson-in-law.

Hearing this, he rolled his eyes and said:

"Don't do that! If a pedantic person like him says something unpleasant and offends the master of the Divine Envoy Temple, our family will suffer a great loss!"

"Also, didn't your mother tell you not to tell anyone else about the abbot's affairs? How come it looks like Master Qiao knows about it, too?"

"My husband is not an outsider." Qin Zhenniang felt uncomfortable when she saw her grandmother belittling her husband because of the temple master, and couldn't help but say:

"Grandma, is the abbot so arrogant? He can't even listen to a question?"

Although she had heard from her mother about the magical powers of the abbot, she had never seen it with her own eyes, so she did not have much awe for the mysterious abbot.

Old Madam Qin was so angry when she heard her tone that she said coldly:

"In order to treat your face, your mother knelt down to beg the temple master and promised a thousand taels of silver as an offering to get this opportunity. You actually don't appreciate our kindness at all and turned a deaf ear to our instructions!"

"Let me make this clear first. If you offend the abbot today, you will no longer be recognized as your grandmother!"

Hearing her speak so seriously, Qin Zhenniang couldn't help feeling aggrieved, and her eyes turned red in an instant.

She had just given birth a month ago, and she was still upset about the freckles and was very emotional.

Mrs. Qin felt a little distressed, but she was also afraid that her daughter would do something bad, so she quickly tried to smooth things over:

"Mrs. Zhen, what you said is really disrespectful to the abbot! People with abilities naturally have tempers. We spent a lot of money to get the abbot to agree to treat your face. If you offend her because of your bad attitude, not only will you not be able to treat your face, but you will also ruin the family's affairs!"

Then he said to Madam Qin:

"Mother, Zhenniang has never seen the master's ability, so she is naturally not that respectful. Show her the new tooth the master gave you, and she will believe it."

Old Madam Qin opened her mouth to show Qin Zhenniang her new teeth, and then told her about her first visit to Cihang Temple. Qin Zhenniang was stunned for a moment and was very emotional.

"It seems that the world is so big that nothing is impossible. There are actually people with such abilities in the world."

She began to doubt her husband's previous assertion that there was no way in the world that there would be such an unreasonable method.

Arriving at Cihang Temple, the four members of the Qin family burned incense in the Cihang Hall, presented offerings worth 1,200 taels of silver, and sat in the reception hall for about two quarters of an hour before they saw Chen Qingzhu, who had stopped practicing.

Qin Zhenniang saw her grandmother and mother stand up and greet her. Even her father humbly stepped forward to pay his respects.

"I am Qin Dafu, and I am here to meet the Master of the Divine Envoy Temple!"

The young and elegant master of the temple was very calm in the face of his father, a wealthy businessman who was one of the most famous in the southern capital:

"Are you the head of the Qin family?"

"I dare not let the master of the temple call himself the head of the family, but I can indeed make the decisions in the Qin family. If the master of the temple has any instructions in the future, just ask someone to pass the message to Qin Dafu."

The temple master nodded slightly, without saying anything polite, and turned to look at Qin Zhenniang:

"Is this the one who wants to remove the freckles?"

"To answer the abbot's question, it is my daughter!" said Mrs. Qin.

Infected by the atmosphere, Qin Zhenniang also stood up and saluted respectfully:

"My humble wife Zhenniang pays respect to the abbot."

The master waved at her:

"Come here, I'll remove your freckles."

Qin Zhenniang walked over in a daze.

The temple master stretched out his white jade-like hand and pointed his index finger at her cheek.

She didn't know if it was because she was a little nervous, but after a moment, she felt her face slightly hot.

After about an incense stick of time, the temple master withdrew his hand and said:

"Okay, get some water."

Then he ignored her and went straight to wash his hands.

The mother, who had been watching the whole process, came over immediately.

"Zhen Niang, let me wipe your face."

As he said this, he took out a handkerchief and wiped her face.

She looked at her mother's hand and saw a large brown stain on the white handkerchief.

Qin Zhenniang was a little confused:

"Why is my face so dirty?"