inspire-indiana Chapter 175 Each Has His Own Worries
Chapter 175 Each Has His Own Worries
"A-choo..." At this moment, Princess Eleven suddenly sneezed.
"Ah..." Zhou Chang subconsciously bent down to pick up the fallen gold collar.
It is precisely because of the positional advantage that the ability to pay attention with eyes, hands and heart has reached perfection.
The transmission is completed the moment the finger touches it.
"Ding, congratulations, the transaction is successful, and you get a commission of three thousand taels." You could hear a pin drop, and Zhou Chang could also hear the prompt sound of the viewpoint system in his mind.
[Level: Upper Nine-Three]
【Commission: -7,944,350 taels】
【Order: 337】
Everyone didn't hear the sound of the collar falling, so they all went to look for it on the ground, but there was nothing there.
Zhou Chang waved his sleeves to clear the information in front of him, and pretended to do the same: "I just bought something empty, how come it's gone? Imperial sister, did you see it..."
Princess Eleven did not answer, but jumped up from the cushion: "It has worked, it has worked. If you are sincere, it will work. The Buddha and Lady Yaoji have agreed to my request."
Concubine Xu stood aside with tears streaming down her face, unable to speak, and went over to hug her daughter tightly.
The audience was filled with praise and the news spread quickly again.
After that, the Eleventh Princess recovered from her illness without any medicine and was happy all day long.
The number of treasures sent to Jingming Palace increased day by day.
The Imperial Household Department had no choice but to temporarily add four more altars on both sides of the central altar.
After hearing the name of Master Shusheng, many people insisted on passing the treasures they sent to him through his hands.
Master Shusheng refused many times at first, but later, as the devout believers were too enthusiastic, he could no longer refuse. He had to put on the airs of a highly accomplished monk, but in reality he served as the master of ceremonies.
He went through them one by one patiently, muttering something, and then placed the things on the altar.
Those who have offered treasures come here every day, only watching to see if their treasures are still there.
As a result, Zhou Chang had no chance to take action and could only feel depressed.
However, after the Eleventh Princess' "miraculous appearance" that day, she recovered from her illness without any medicine within a few days.
To this end, he even made a big announcement in front of Emperor Lin and helped Zhou Chang to promote himself in the harem for free.
After that, more and more people gathered inside and outside the Jingming Hall to watch and worship, even regardless of gender. Many people devoutly chanted scriptures and kowtowed every day, thinking that since the things they offered did not disappear, it was because their hearts were not devout enough.
As more and more people came to kowtow and pray, many people even followed the monks in chanting and blessing, day and night.
Only Zhou Chang was anxious and staring, but he could not think of a good solution.
September 29th is the anniversary of the death of Prince Yi’s mother, Concubine Lan.
Zhou Chang also realized that a month in this dimension is either twenty-nine days or thirty days.
Early in the morning, Zhou Chang's consciousness gave in, and he followed Prince Yi's consciousness to lead Aunt Jing, Uncle Qiu and Skinny Monkey, opened the door to the main courtyard of the rear hall of Prince Yi's Mansion, and came to the main hall to burn incense and worship.
After the worship was over, Zhou Chang walked into the palace leisurely, chanted scriptures for half a day, and then slipped out, bumping into Tang Mao, the supervisor of the imperial guards.
Tang Mao stepped forward and bowed: "Greetings to His Royal Highness Prince Yi. Your Royal Highness Prince Yi, have you been reciting sutras these days and have you worked hard?"
Zhou Chang didn't want to pay attention to this, and asked: "Where is your commander-in-chief? Why don't you see him?"
"The commander-in-chief has been very busy these days. The Imperial Household Department has added so many altars. In order to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the chaos to do illegal things, the Imperial Guards have dispatched a separate team to guard the Jingming Palace." Tang Mao replied.
"Does Governor Tang not believe in miracles?" Zhou Chang asked again.
"I believe it, why not?" Tang Mao replied, but his expression showed that he was half-believing at best. "Especially our commander-in-chief, even when he was so busy, he didn't forget to offer sacrifices."
Whenever Zhou Chang mentioned the commander-in-chief of the imperial guards, Sun Chuliang, he couldn't help but think of Concubine Qin, Sun.
She went into the palace every day these days, but rarely saw the twelfth prince Feng Suo. She heard that he was locked up in the lecture hall and Concubine Qin strictly forbade him to come here.
Even so, Feng Suo still slipped out once, hugged Zhou Chang, and begged him to take him to make a wish to see if it would come true.
Zhou Chang dragged the person back by force. The main reason was that she didn't want to lie in front of the child.
Jingming Palace belonged to the previous dynasty, so there is nothing we can do about it.
Zhou Chang asked about the harem again: "By the way, I heard that the masters of Dafu Temple were arranged to sleep in Baohua Hall. Is that also under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Guards?"
Tang Mao nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty, please be careful about the rogues sneaking into the palace. Everyone entering and leaving the palace must be checked carefully every day."
When it comes to guarding against thieves, Zhou Chang has to admire Emperor Lin, mainly because he was the one who took advantage of the situation more often.
She also once fantasized that it would be great if there was a way to steal all the "supplies" at once.
Unfortunately, the imperial guards are heavily guarding the place, and the security is getting stricter day by day. Even if you take out a fly, it will be seen. What's more, these treasures are simply impossible to transport.
Zhou Chang felt sad and guilty. If it didn't work, she could only give up.
Last time, she "sold" a lot of golden Bodhisattva statues in the Baohua Hall of Dafu Temple. Did the believers get what they wanted afterwards? Now there are these people in the palace. If she continues to "sell goods" like this, I don’t know how many people’s wishes she will have to bear.
After chatting for a few more words, Zhou Chang sent Tang Mao away and took the skinny monkey to walk around the Baohua Palace twice more.
"Huh? Isn't it Master Yuanjue's turn to preside over the rituals today? Master Shusheng should be resting in the meditation room." Zhou Chang unexpectedly met Shusheng with a disciple. They were still far away, and he didn't know why he was also wandering outside the Baohua Hall.
Zhou Chang was about to go up and talk to him, but he saw Shusheng had a sad face, and was talking to his disciples while shaking his head, seeming to be very worried, so he stopped again.
But the skinny monkey said, "I'm afraid he's worried."
"Do you know what he is worried about?" Zhou Chang was surprised.
The skinny monkey said nonchalantly, "What else can I worry about? Your Majesty, it has been a long time since the day when Concubine Xu and Princess Eleven's offerings appeared in spirits. No one has appeared again."
Zhou Chang had forgotten to ask what the skinny monkey's attitude was towards the apparition. Now he didn't need to ask, he could see the clues directly.
"These past few days, Your Highness may not have noticed that Master Shusheng has been muttering to himself all day long at the ornaments on the altar. He seems to be chanting with his eyes closed, but when he occasionally opens his eyes, he cannot hide his disappointment, just like a person who is facing a table full of delicacies but cannot eat them." The skinny monkey has always disdained those gold, silver, jewelry, and jade ornaments.
Zhou Chang really didn't pay attention. He was so busy worrying that he didn't have time to pay attention to others. But he couldn't figure it out: "What does this have to do with Master Shusheng's worry?"
The skinny monkey sneered, "How can I not worry? The offerings have piled up like a mountain, and it has been so long, and no miracles have happened. If in the end, all these things are offered in vain, won't it be said that Master Shusheng's magic power is not enough?"
"This..." Zhou Chang was surprised again, but he didn't know whether she should agree or disagree. "There is not a single cloud in the cloudless sky;"