Ji Xiaolan: Kill Qianlong at the beginning

Mo Li said, "If they can go, why can't I? What are you talking about? Be careful or I'll slap you to death."

Liao Fan smiled and said, "No, that's not possible. Our small nunnery has its own rules. Please forgive me, Master Mo."

Mo Li smiled and said, "Haha, well... okay, okay, if you can't do it, then you can't do it. I'm tired too, so I'll take my leave first. Bye."

After saying that, he strode out the door. Zhao Qing followed him and whispered hurriedly, "Just like that."

Mo Li said: "We'll come back later, we'll come back later."

Le Fan said, "Master Mo, can we make a good connection? My small temple needs to be rebuilt. No matter how much you accept, it will be a blessing."

Someone immediately brought writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone.

“Uh…” Mo Li hesitated, touched his purse, and said, “Okay, okay, but I don’t have any silver.”

Le Fan said, "It doesn't matter. Even a copper coin is a token of my appreciation."

Mo Li said "OK" twice, picked up the pen and started writing on the paper.

Le Fan asked, "Where is my wife?"

Mo Li said: "No, she doesn't have to."

"I'll come too." Zhao Qing picked up the pen and started writing on the paper.

Seeing this, Mo Li said, “Zhao Qing, stop messing around.”

Le Fan said, "Master Mo, since Madam Mo has formed a connection with Buddha, please don't try to stop her."

Mo Li felt somewhat helpless. He said "Okay" twice, then said, "Then we'll be leaving. Goodbye."

"Goodbye, benefactors." Le Fan saluted with one hand, bowed, and watched the two men leave.

The two of them left Jixiang Temple.

Mo Li said, "You keep messing around. Sooner or later you'll get into trouble."

Zhao Qing said, "How could I be so silly? That nun was so weird, I was just teasing her."

Mo Li said, "There is a ghost in this nunnery."

Zhao Qing said: "I said it a long time ago."

Li Qiye said, "Alright, let's go find Xiaoyue. Let's go."

Holding Zhao Qing's hand, they walked together in a certain direction.

……

He Shen was standing and reading a book. He took two steps and said, "Let's talk about the Book of Songs today."

Walking up behind Du Xiaoyue, he said, "Poetry expresses one's thoughts and describes things."

Du Xiaoyue sat at the table with her chin in her hands, not saying a word.

"But, in the end..."

He Shen was interrupted by Du Xiaoyue before he finished speaking: "Don't talk about it, Master He, I don't want to listen today."

He remembered something, put his hands down, looked at He Shen, and said, "Master He, I want to ask you, have you sent anyone to look for our brother Li?"

He Shen laughed and said, "It doesn't matter whether you look for her or not. Xiaoyue, don't you think about it? Your Mo Li has come to this wealthy place in the south of the Yangtze River. He might fall in love with some beautiful woman and go to the peach blossom forest with her. It's all possible."

Du Xiaoyue looked at him and said, "You are not allowed to slander our brother Li maliciously."

He Shen smiled and said, "You are still angry. Okay, okay, I won't say anymore. Um... then let's take a rest."

As he said this, he closed the Book of Songs, feeling a little at a loss.

Du Xiaoyue said: "You sleep in the inner room."

Heshen said, "Of course, of course. Okay, okay." He walked towards the inner room.

As soon as he entered, Du Xiaoyue blocked the door with a cabinet.

He Shen saw this and said, "Xiao Yue, what are you doing?"

Du Xiaoyue said, "I used the cabinet to block the door. Didn't you say that when you come to this land of wealth and gentleness, who knows what lustful thoughts you might have?"

He Shen said, "Oh, how is that possible?"

He walked to the door and pushed it open, "You really got in my way."

Du Xiaoyue said, "Hey, stop pushing. If you push again, I'll block the bed here."