A master of metaphysics is farming.

Chapter 132 Reunion

The temple is magnificent, and the plaque hangs high – Longguang Temple.

The temple was filled with the smoke of incense and was completely silent. A two-zhang-tall Buddha statue stood solemnly, its golden body illuminated by candlelight, its compassionate gaze looking down upon all living beings.

Inside the quiet temple, the sound of footsteps echoed, neither hurried nor slow.

The footsteps came from a second-floor room behind the temple. There was no candlelight, only moonlight, which illuminated a figure that was not very tall.

The man was dressed in gray clothes, which looked simple on the surface but were actually made of high-quality fabric. He had a fair complexion, a long beard, and a strange, cold look in his eyes. His mouth was stretched open, revealing the thin flesh on his cheeks.

He lowered his eyes to look at the ground. "It's been a long time since I've left the palace, and a talented person has actually come to the capital."

Where he stood barefoot, several white lines intertwined, converging to form a magic circle, on which were also drawn diagrams in ink.

That's a map of the capital city.

The entire capital city was within the magic array, and in the due northwest position, a silver nail was driven in, which was the abandoned house.

He bent down and casually picked up a silver nail, playing with it between his fingertips. "I'll have to find a time to try it."

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The next morning, Zhu Nan had already prepared the carriage.

Xiang He boarded the carriage in a daze, and He Sui'an handed her a cup of refreshing tea. "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"It's more than just bad..." She raised her hand to rub her temples, her brow still furrowed. "It's so noisy, my head is about to explode, how can I sleep well..."

No one knows what Qi Xin said in front of the memorial tablets, but these wronged souls were agitated for most of the night. If Xiang He hadn't lost his temper, they would have kept making a ruckus until morning...

Her eyes were a little dark, and she leaned against the car wall with her eyes closed to rest. "I'm hungry, let's go get something to eat first."

"it is good."

As the carriage reached the main street, Xiang He, still dazed, stepped off. He Suian, worried that she might slip, stayed close by her side, watching her closely.

The group stopped at a small stall for a quick bite, and the early risers also took their seats.

"Didn't you hear it? I live nearby, and I really heard the wailing."

"Are you dreaming? What sounds could you hear last night when it was raining?"

"That's right, why don't you go and pay your respects at Tianyun Temple?"

Xiang He looked up and saw an elderly woman who looked just as listless and distressed. "Why don't you believe me..."

“I live right next door to you, how come I didn’t hear it? You must be too tired lately, working less at night, and you don’t earn much anyway.”

The old woman gave her companion a reproachful look, "I'm not talking to you anymore."

He Sui'an also noticed their conversation, finished the last mouthful of porridge and put down the bowl, "Is it related to the abandoned house last night?"

"Probably..." Xiang He yawned. "She's been having a run of bad luck lately, so she could probably hear it, but whether she was a complete shut-in last night is unknown."

After eating, the group left, feeling warm all over and their slightest bit of drowsiness vanished.

They were strolling down the street to digest their food when they reached the city gate and were about to board their carriage when they heard shouts behind them. They turned around and saw Qi Xin rushing over, nearly tripping.

"I...I went to your house to look for you...but you weren't there...phew~"

He ran fast and was panting heavily.

Xiang He turned to look at him, "We're not leaving Beijing, what's the rush?"

Qi Xin was still panting heavily, wiping his face and staring intently at Xiang He's large umbrella. "I...I just had something to ask you...you guys..."

Knowing what he wanted to do, Xiang He remained calm. "Don't rush, I have something to do today. Let's do it another day..."

"He Yatou!!!"

A shout came from behind, and the group turned around to see three familiar figures running towards her.

The newcomers were beaming with joy, and Xiang He immediately waved to them, "You really did come to the capital!"

Xiang Huiying rushed towards her, grabbed her hand, and jumped up and down excitedly, "We've finally met! It's been such a long journey!"

"My butt's gone numb from sitting so long!" Wang Rongxing rubbed his legs as he walked over. "He's grown so much in just a few days! And how are you, sir?"

"Young Master Wang, it's been a long time."

"You thought it was still the same as before!" Jiang Xinyue skipped over, looking Xiang He up and down. "Your face is much rounder now. It seems the master is taking good care of you~"

Hearing her teasing tone, she glanced at He Xi and said, "Eat and drink as you please, you can't skimp on yourself. Why didn't you send a message beforehand?"

"Hehe, it's quite a coincidence that they said they'd greet us at the city gate."

How is things at home?

Xiang Huiying smiled and said, "Don't worry, everything's fine! Even Fourth Grandfather's family doesn't dare to mess with us, after all, we're on good terms with the county magistrate's daughter!"

"Thanks to Miss Zeng's kindness."

"Your ninth sister also helped, and your second uncle's family didn't make things too difficult for you."

"That's good." Xiang He handed the large umbrella to He Suian. "Has Xiang Lianhua gone back?"

Xiang Huiying shook her head, "It's really strange, I haven't heard any news about her."

At this moment, Wang Rongxing stepped forward and said, "Never mind her. You've all prepared carriages. Where are you going? Want to go together?"

"Let's go to the Zhenjun Temple outside the city."

Seeing that they were about to leave, Qi Xin hurriedly said, "Miss Xiang! I'll come with you too!"

"This young master is...?"

"Qi Xin."

After exchanging greetings, Xiang He boarded the carriage that Jiang Xinyue had come in. "You men are going to Sui'an, so we young ladies need to have a proper chat."

He Sui'an had already boarded the carriage and leaned out to look at Xiang He, saying, "You can just follow behind."

"Row."

The six men split into two carriages and headed out of the city. Xiang He inquired about the situation at home and was told that everything was fine.

Huiying's trip was at the urging of her grandmother. Although her skills were not yet fully developed, she should take the opportunity to come to Beijing and see for herself.

“Aunt Zheng gave me a letter of recommendation, asking me to find an embroiderer at Qingcai Workshop and learn the craft from her.”

Her hand, which was resting on the cloth bag, moved slightly, and she smiled at He, saying, "That's quite a coincidence, I know where that house is." Then she looked at Jiang Xinyue, "So, what about you two? Have you prepared the money to do business?"

“It’s not that simple,” Jiang Xinyue said, lifting the carriage curtain to let the breeze in. “Father told me to check out the capital first. After all, opening a restaurant in the capital is a huge business, and there are so many different kinds of food there. It’s not certain if it will work.”

“My father didn’t tell me what I should do, but if I wanted to open a clothing shop and make a sure profit, he would approve.”

Master Wang is a very honest man. Xiang He chuckled, "There's no such thing as a sure thing in business. Do you have a place to stay? If not, you can stay at Sui An's place for now, and then we can make further plans."

"We can go see if there are any houses nearby. We're making a scene, but we can't disturb him."

For a branch of his family, which was not his own, to be able to become a branch of the Xiangran workshop, his father had a relatively harmonious relationship with the main family.

"Okay, we'll ask Xing Ji when we get there."

Xiang Huiying looked at the scenery outside the car. Even outside the city, there were still many rest stops.

What are we going to the temple for?

"Just going to take a look."

Xiang Heping's face remained calm and expressionless. Wang Rongxing and Jiang Xinyue exchanged a glance, both guessing that she must have a purpose for coming here.