Aunt Chen is back from the world of cultivation

When Old Madam Yuan returned to the Censorate, Censor Yuan had already returned from his shift and was stroking his beard and drinking tea in the main hall.

The Yuan family had no money to buy or rent a house, so they lived in a house allocated by the court. It was not very big, but it was very close to the Inspectorate.

He would report to the Inspection Office every day and always come back early.

I haven't seen my wife since I came back these few days, and I can't help but feel a little strange:

"Madam, where have you been these days? Why do you come back so late every day?"

Old Madam Yuan said:

"Of course I'm going to think of a way to solve Mo Niang's problem."

"Have you found any reliable young people?"

At this point, Old Madam Yuan sneered:

"With our family in this state, there won't be any promising young men willing to marry our Lady Mo."

Censor Yuan sighed, stood up and prepared to go to the study.

Whenever talking about Mo Niang's marriage, my wife would always blame him for being too stubborn and not willing to give in to His Majesty.

But Your Majesty is not a wise ruler and does not support his reform measures. If he were to give in and admit his mistakes, he would be letting down the Queen Mother's kindness.

"You stop!"

Mrs. Yuan shouted.

"I went out this time and found a master who can heal Mo Niang's face. However, it is not easy to ask a master to help. I need your help."

As he spoke, he recounted the abilities of the abbot of Cihang Temple, the rules of Cihang Temple, the grudge between Cihang Temple and Marquis Jingnan, and also talked about the idea proposed by the Qin family.

After hearing all this, Censor Yuan frowned, his eyes full of coldness:

"What kind of hidden master is this? He is a messenger of God, but he is just a narrow-minded and greedy villain!"

"Just looking at their indifferent referral system and the recognition of devout believers, they want to squeeze every pilgrim who comes to their door and suck their marrow out of them! If you want me to be used by them, you're dreaming!"

Censor Yuan has been active in the officialdom for decades, and has fought battles of wits and courage with countless treacherous officials. He is naturally not short of political tactics and has his own persistence. How could he be willing to be manipulated by others?

After hearing what Old Madam Yuan said, he became extremely disgusted with Cihang Temple's practices.

Madam Yuan was stunned for a moment when she heard this, before she understood why he reacted so strongly.

I couldn't help but sneer:

"Why would you give us such astonishing divine power for free? Just because you, a stubborn old man, have such a big face?"

Then, with a bit of sadness,

"Even if the master wants to suck my marrow out of my bones, I am willing to do it as long as it can heal Mo Niang's face. But now, even if I offer my old bones, it is far from enough. I can only come to you for help."

"For the sake of our daughter's only child's lifelong happiness, please temporarily put aside your pride and persistence, okay?"

She looked at him imploringly.

Censor Yuan flicked his sleeves and turned around:

"I will never be manipulated by such a treacherous villain!"

A heart full of grief and indignation suddenly surged into Old Madam Yuan's heart because of this ruthless rejection:

"Yan Tongzhi is not as high-ranking as you, but he is willing to take the risk of offending the Marquis of Jingnan Mansion for the sake of protecting his family. He is prepared for a rainy day and still loves his family to this extent."

"What about you? This is about Mo Niang's lifelong happiness. The only hope is right before your eyes, yet you are so heartless that you stand by and watch!"

"What use are you? In these years, apart from your official reputation and your ambitions, what have you done for this family?"

"If I hadn't followed you into exile in Lingnan, and hadn't suffered a miscarriage due to the long journey, how could I have been childless and had to watch you take a concubine and give birth to a bastard?"

"If our daughter hadn't been so frightened by your imprisonment, she wouldn't have died of long-term illness and worry!"

Every word hit the aging heart of Censor Yuan accurately.

He and his wife have been childhood sweethearts and have been married for decades.

When he was still a poor scholar from a farming family and hadn't even passed the imperial examination, she promised to spend her life with him and resolutely married him.

He swore that she would be his only wife in this life and he would never let her down. When he became rich, he would make sure she lived a good life.

But for decades of ups and downs in his official career, she had always followed him, suffered hardships, lived in fear, and wandered around.

He couldn't even keep his oath of never betraying someone.

Ten years ago, the emperor and the empress dowager were fighting, and the empress dowager was completely defeated. He was imprisoned as the leader of the empress's party, and caused their only daughter to die of worry.

He really feels sorry for his wife.

Censor Yuan fled in panic.

Old Madam Yuan choked up:

"The earth has buried us up to our necks. How many more years can we protect Mo Niang? Please lend me a helping hand, okay?"

Not getting a reply, Madam Yuan became very anxious.

This is the only hope that allows Mo Niang to marry, have children, and have someone to rely on for life like a normal woman. She must not give up!

So, at dinner time, Censor Yuan was informed by his servants that the old lady had not eaten and said she wanted to go on a hunger strike.

He asked his granddaughter Mo Niang to persuade Old Madam Yuan to eat, but she failed.

At night, he was unsurprisingly locked out and had to sleep in the study.

At breakfast the next day, Old Madam Yuan was still on a hunger strike and refused to even leave her room.

Mo Niang was worried about her grandmother's health and asked the servants privately:

"What happened to Grandma?"

Because of the birthmark on her face, she was very sensitive and timid. She noticed that something was wrong between her grandparents and became very anxious.

She learned from the servants that her grandparents seemed to be arguing about her and mentioned her lifelong happiness, and she burst into tears.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't been born with such a face, how could my grandmother still worry about me at such an old age?"

Sometimes, she even felt that she didn't deserve to live in this world.

But if she committed suicide, how could her grandmother bear such grief?

After thinking for a moment, she went to her grandmother's room again to persuade her to eat.

Old Madam Yuan still refused.

Mo Niang said:

"Grandma, you really don't have to argue with grandpa over me, and you don't have to worry about what will happen to me in the future. When you go, I will go with you."

"Now, we should live happily and harmoniously every day, okay?"

Hearing this, Old Madam Yuan finally couldn't help it. She opened the door and hugged Mo Niang and burst into tears.

"My poor Mo Niang..."

Looking at the grandparents and grandchildren crying together, Censor Yuan's heart was also in pain.

After a while, he sighed.

"Alright! Alright! Madam, isn't it enough that I promise you?"

Old Madam Yuan raised her tearful face and looked at him in surprise.

"Only this time!" Censor Yuan emphasized.

Old Madam Yuan nodded repeatedly:

"Just one shot should be enough!" She believed in her husband's ability.

Censor Yuan glared at her unhappily:

"You've always been in poor health. You've already been hungry for two meals. How can you bear it? Go eat!"

*

After confirming that Censor Yuan had sent the impeachment memorial against Marquis Jingnan to the capital, Old Madam Yuan went to Cihang Temple the next day and informed Huiyun of the matter.

Huiyun was extremely surprised.

It did!

Now, the tough-minded Censor Yuan, who had never been involved in government affairs, was actually willing to wade into the muddy waters of the imperial court again just for the sake of his granddaughter's face.

Even two days ago in the morning, Madam Qin came to take credit, saying that she had suggested Madam Yuan to impeach Marquis Jingnan.

She also felt that the master's control over people's hearts was indeed exquisite and meticulous. Even the backup plan was not used, and things developed exactly as the master had expected.

However, she was still unsure whether the plan could succeed when it reached Censor Yuan.

Unexpectedly, within just two days, Old Madam Yuan personally delivered the good news.

Huiyun had many feelings in her heart, but her face remained calm and composed, with a hint of praise:

"Mrs. Yuan's kindness is very kind. I will tell the abbot."

Seeing that she was not enthusiastic, Old Madam Yuan thought she had made a wrong bet.

When I heard the word "excellent", my uneasy heart settled down in my chest and my eyes became moist.

Now, all we have to do is wait for news from the capital, and then Mo Niang’s face will return to normal!

With a normal face, Mo Niang can choose from a much better family than before.

She could finally rest assured.

*

At lunch time, Huiyun reported the good news to Chen Qingzhu.

Chen Qingzhu was not surprised by this, he just nodded slightly to indicate that he understood.

"Master, you are not surprised at all?"

Seeing her reaction, Huiyun couldn't help but speak.

Even she herself didn't realize that she was speaking more and more casually in front of Chen Qingzhu.

Chen Qingzhu smiled slightly:

"Didn't I tell you that once a fish enters my net, it usually won't escape?"

Huiyun thought back and realized that the abbot had really said this.

At that time, she thought the master was too confident. Now, thinking about it, she really underestimated his ability.

My admiration for Chen Qingzhu deepened.

Then curiously asked:

"Then the outcome of the temple master's attack on Censor Yuan is also a sure thing?"

"Yuan Yushi is the leader of the Hou Party. Will Your Majesty read out his memorial in court?"

Even though Yuan Yushi was a second-rank official and could report directly to the emperor without going through the cabinet, the emperor might still keep his memorials secret.

Chen Qingzhu said affirmatively:

"of course."

In her previous life, she was a wandering soul for several years. Because she was worried about Rong Niang, she followed the Jingnan Marquis' family into the capital.

Since Zhang had a younger sister who was a favorite concubine, she had been to the palace many times and met the current emperor many times.

This person is narrow-minded, stubborn and suspicious, but he attaches great importance to reputation.

Regardless of whether Censor Yuan is a member of the Queen's party or not, Pei Xiao will be in trouble based on what he did in the Southern Capital.

What's more, given the temperament of that emperor, the fact that Censor Yuan was the leader of a faction behind the emperor would only make him pay more attention to this petition, in order to demonstrate his open-mindedness in recruiting talents.

This time Huiyun no longer questioned Chen Qingzhu's words, and smiled and said:

"Then I will wait for good news with the master!"

After saying this, Chen Qingzhu instructed:

"The Jingnan Marquis' Mansion does not need our attention for the time being. We should focus on consolidating and developing more devout believers. For the newcomers, please pay more attention to their and their families' other needs."

Beauty and skin care have already made a name for themselves, so there is no need to waste too much spiritual energy on it. Depending on the degree of piety of these people, you can choose one or two to satisfy them and continue to inspire other believers.

But what is more important is to become famous for curing diseases and saving lives.

Among the powerful figures in Nandu City, except Pei Xiao who is young and promising, all of them are in their forties or fifties.

As we get older, we are more or less plagued by diseases.

These powerful people are the devout believers she wants.

Her new goal for the next period of time was to make them worship her as a deity.

Huiyun understood:

"Master, rest assured, I will pay more attention."

Having said that, within just ten days, I had the opportunity to display my abilities.