Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

Xuanjing Temple, located on the hillside of Yunwu Mountain outside Shengjing City, was originally just a small and unknown Taoist temple, but it became famous after Taoist Lingxuan became the national teacher. Over the years, the temple has been prosperous and has been expanded several times. Now it has become quite large and spectacular.

As the sun rose and the first ray of sunlight illuminated the earth, several carriages from the Jing'an Marquis Mansion had arrived at the foot of Yunwu Mountain.

The mountain was steep and one had to walk up the mountain, so the people in the carriage got off one after another.

Xie Qingli's eyes were gloomy. She lifted the curtain and looked outside. It was a late autumn morning, the air was fresh, the morning dew was slightly cool, and a chill hit her face. She took a deep breath and slowly got out of the car with the help of Leng Shuang.

Xie Qingrong, who followed out, shuddered as soon as she stuck out her little head, and quickly retreated into the carriage. She put on a cloak before getting out reluctantly.

In the largest and most luxurious carriage in front, Xie Jingliang carefully helped Madam Xie out of the carriage. Two servants were already waiting with a sedan chair, and Madam Xie sat in it.

Xie Qingli's eyes swept lightly over the cars in front. Xie Jingliang carefully helped Old Madam Xie out of the car. Immediately, two servants came forward carrying a sedan chair, and Old Madam Xie sat on it.

Xie Tingxuan jumped off the carriage quickly. He no longer looked lifeless. Today he didn't have to study, nor did he have to stay in the house. He was extremely excited and ran quickly towards Madam Xie and Xie Jingliang.

But after just two steps, he sat down on the ground, holding his feet and howling, "Grandma, Father, Xuan'er's feet hurt, ah ah ah, it hurts so much!"

Old Madam Xie and Xie Jingliang immediately frowned. Ever since the Mid-Autumn Festival family dinner, Xie Tingxuan had been complaining of foot pain every now and then, but countless doctors he had consulted all said there was nothing wrong with his feet. Everyone in the mansion believed that he was pretending.

Xie Qingqi was so angry that her face turned blue. Her father had just taken in a young and beautiful concubine, and his heart would definitely gradually lean towards her. The situation of her mother and her siblings was worrying, and her brother was so ignorant that he was simply a hopeless case!

She quickly stepped forward and gently kicked Xie Tingxuan, saying coldly, "Hurry up and don't pretend your feet hurt just to be lazy! Climb the mountain sincerely, and your prayers will be answered."

Xie Tingxuan glared at Xie Qingqi and yelled, "You are my biological sister, but you don't believe me. Get out! Ahhh, it hurts!"

A trace of disgust flashed in Xie Qingyao's eyes. If Xie Tingxuan, this waste, delayed today's important event, she would never let him off easily!

She walked gracefully to the side of Old Madam Xie and said softly, "Grandmother, Second Uncle, we can't miss the auspicious time to burn incense and pray for blessings. Since Brother Xuan'er has a sore foot, why not find a strong servant to carry him up the mountain."

"Maybe Brother Xuan'er isn't sick, but has run into an evil spirit. Why not ask the Taoist priest at Xuanjing Temple to help him..."

Old Lady Xie nodded, thinking that Yao'er was thoughtful. Xie Jingliang also felt sorry for his son, so he ordered a servant to carry Xie Tingxuan on his back.

Xie Tingxuan lay on the servant's back and looked at Xie Qingyao with gratitude. Among so many relatives, only Sister Yaoer believed in him. From now on, he would only regard Sister Yaoer as his only relative!

After arguing for a while, the group finally set out to climb the mountain.

An hour later, the solemn and majestic gate of Xuanjing Temple slowly appeared before everyone's eyes. The three big characters "Xuanjing Temple" on the plaque were vigorous and powerful, which made people feel awe.

At the gate, a Taoist priest stood with his hands behind his back. He was dressed in a long, green robe, his beard flowing, and his eyes piercing, as if he could see through all illusions. At his side, two handsome young Taoist priests stood respectfully, their expressions solemn.

The Taoist priest was none other than Xuancheng, the receptionist at Xuanjing Temple. He lowered his eyes and looked down coldly at the people at Jing'an Marquis's Mansion. He asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?"

Xie Jingliang dragged his sore legs and struggled to move two steps forward. A smile appeared on his face, and he bowed respectfully and said, "Master, I am Xie Jingliang, the younger brother of Marquis Jing'an. This is my mother and the younger generation in the mansion. I have come here today to burn incense and pray for blessings. Thank you for your help!"

Taoist Xuancheng nodded coldly and led everyone into the temple.

Aunt Hua was in a state of confusion, unsure whether to call off her original plan. If she killed Xie Qingli, would the masked man kill her and Yao'er? Her mind wandered, and soon she fell behind the team.

A young Taoist priest quietly approached Aunt Hua from behind and whispered, "Who is the target?"

Aunt Hua was startled and bit her lips hard to prevent herself from screaming. She turned her head to the side and met the delicate but cold eyes of the little Taoist priest. She turned back in panic and walked slowly forward as if nothing had happened.

She closed her eyes, steeled herself, and whispered, "The one in the lilac-colored clothes in front."

The young Taoist said nothing and walked quickly towards the woods next to him.

Beads of sweat covered Aunt Hua's forehead. She had already put the little note back under the teapot last night, untouched, as if she had never seen it before! She wondered if the man in the black mask would believe her explanation.

She took out a handkerchief and quickly wiped the sweat from her forehead, then hurried forward to chase after him. She didn't notice that Leng Shuang quietly slipped out from the woods behind her.

Taoist Master Xuancheng naturally knew that today's burning incense and praying was just a pretext to lure people here. Now that his goal had been achieved, he was too impatient to bother with socializing, and instead directly led everyone in Jing'an Marquis Mansion to the main hall, Sanqing Hall.

In the Sanqing Hall, there are wisps of green smoke, and the statues of the Three Pure Ones are lifelike, with a distant charm and solemnity, making people want to worship them.

Old Madam Xie quickly ordered people to bring out the prepared offerings, and then gave Xie Jingliang a wink.

Xie Jingliang quickly pulled out two thousand taels of silver from his pocket, held them in front of Taoist Xuancheng with both hands, and said respectfully, "Master, this is the incense money prepared by the Jing'an Marquis' Mansion. It's a token of respect, please accept it!"

Taoist Xuancheng glanced at the banknotes in Xie Jingliang's hand and nodded calmly, but he was very happy in his heart. He had thought that a small fourth-rank official would not bring much benefits, but he turned out to be a fat sheep.

The young Taoist priest behind him bowed and took the banknote, his attitude unconsciously becoming more warm.

Everything was ready. Old Madam Xie led her children and grandchildren to kneel upright on the cushions and pray in their hearts.

Among them, Old Lady Xie was the most sincere and prayed the most. Sometimes she asked the Heavenly Lord to bless the marriage of Xie Jingyuan and Xie Qingyao, sometimes she asked Xie Jingliang's new concubine to get pregnant soon, and sometimes she prayed that Xie Tingxuan would return to the right path. She actually forgot about Xie Qingman.

After the incense-burning and blessing ceremony, Taoist Master Xuancheng had already ordered the guest rooms to be prepared. He nodded slightly to Madam Xie and said in a clear voice, "The guest rooms are ready. Madam, please go and rest for a while. After the vegetarian meal, the master of the temple will give a sermon to everyone."

He turned to look at Xie Qingli and the others, his lips curled slightly, and he said calmly: "As for these young people, they can visit the temple. The autumn scenery inside the temple is extremely unique, which is rarely seen in Shengjing City!"

Old Madam Xie was already exhausted, so she said to Xie Qingyao, "Yao'er, take the sisters for a walk around the temple! Remember, you must abide by the temple rules and don't cause trouble for the Taoist priest!"

Xie Qingyao took the order and led everyone out of the hall...