The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 172 Lingguan Temple, Engagement (Additional chapter for Alliance Leader Ruo Xingkong)

"Cough cough!"

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang was almost choked by saliva and coughed continuously. He was shocked to the point of being burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

What the hell?
How many more children should we have?

Come on, it seems like I just held a woman's hand a few days ago, and now you tell me how many more children I should have?
"I haven't finished yet. After giving birth to the children, you need to choose one to send to the Shen family. I will train it as the next head of the family."

"Although it's hard for him, everything in the Shen family will belong to that child."

There was a hint of weirdness on Zhang Jiuyang's face.

Hard?

It is quite hard, inheriting billions of fortunes when you are born. With the Shen family's financial situation, even if you are a prodigal son, it would be difficult to squander it all.

"Xiaojiu, what do you think?"

The old lady looked at him with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

If Zhang Jiuyang was willing to marry into the Shen family, she wouldn't mind supporting him in managing the Shen family's business, but she had seen countless people, and after just one look at him at the birthday banquet, she knew that Zhang Jiuyang would never agree.

A true dragon cannot be raised in shallow water. After all, the Shen family is still a little small for him.

Feeling the expectation and pleading in the eyes of the white-haired old man, Zhang Jiuyang's heart softened. He nodded and said, "Madam, if one day I really..."

"If I really marry Yue Ling, I will keep my promise."

My future child, I'm sorry, Daddy is incompetent and can only let you inherit endless money, endless houses, endless treasures, and countless servants when you are born...

Of course, Zhang Jiuyang’s real plan is to delay. Who can predict what will happen in the future? Given Yue Ling’s personality, she will probably not choose to get married.

Hearing that Zhang Jiuyang finally agreed, the old lady was very happy and said yes repeatedly.

"By the way, old lady, there is something I would like to ask you for help with. Yue Ling should have told you about it. What do you think?"

What he was referring to was the matter of spreading the incense of the spiritual officials.

The old lady waved her hand and laughed, "Silly child, isn't the thing you want already in your hands?"

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned, and then his eyes fell on the deeds in his hand.

"The Wanfu Theater will be performing a big play called The Spiritual Official Conquers the Demons. It will be performed for nine consecutive days, and then it will be performed in various places in Yangzhou for charity."

"In every Shen's teahouse in Yangzhou, there will be a storyteller who will tell your "Records of the Spiritual Official Conquering the Demons", a total of thirty-six chapters, for a month."

"As for that Ganquan Mountain..."

The old lady smiled faintly and said, "I have already contacted the government and will soon pay for the construction of a Taoist temple on the mountain to worship the statue of Wang Lingguan. As for the selection of the temple priest, it is up to you to decide."

"In addition, I have asked all the bookstores in Yangzhou to print Mr. Liao Zhai's "Records of the Spiritual Official Conquering the Demons" overnight. It will be available for sale throughout the city soon."

After this series of moves, Zhang Jiuyang was speechless.

It turned out that the old lady had already prepared everything.

This is not a land deed, it is simply a magical tool that helps the visualization picture collect incense!
I believe it won’t be long before he will be able to obtain the next inheritance!
"Thank you, old lady!"

Zhang Jiuyang bowed and expressed his sincere gratitude.

"Don't be too busy thanking me."

The old lady smiled and said, "During this period of time, you should spend more time with Ling'er and cultivate your relationship. After all, you will be married next month."

"um, I--"

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly froze there, the rest of his words were stuck in his throat, he couldn't utter a single word.

He felt as if he was struck by lightning, the kind that was struck by five bolts of lightning.

Getting married next month?
"Oh, I am really old and confused. I forgot to tell you that I have already written to Ling'er's parents about you and her. They also agreed to your marriage and asked you to go to Jizhou to get married next month."

The old lady slapped her head and laughed.

Zhang Jiuyang was completely stunned. Seeing the unstoppable smile in the old lady's eyes, how could he not know that he had been fooled!

People become better with age!
The old lady deliberately didn't mention this matter, and then made an agreement with him that if he and Yue Ling got married, they had to have more children and choose one to be sent to the Shen family to take over the position of head of the family.

Zhang Jiuyang originally wanted to postpone it for a while, as no one could predict what would happen in the future. However, he did not expect the other party to suddenly say that they would get married next month.

No, Yue Ling’s father, are you so impatient to marry your daughter off?
How worried are you that your daughter won’t be able to get married?

Before Zhang Jiuyang could say anything, the door of the ancestral hall was pushed open with a bang. Yue Ling rushed in holding the hilt of a knife, her eyebrows raised and her pretty face full of anger.

The prince's hair and beard stood on end, his body trembling slightly, he stood there motionless, a bitter smile on his face.

I was numbed by the electric shock!

"Grandma, I've already said it before. How can we have a home if the demons are not destroyed?"

"Since the day I joined the Imperial Observatory, I have never planned to get married!"

The old lady tapped the ground lightly with the dragon-headed cane in her hand and said in a deep voice, "Ling'er, don't be so presumptuous."

Yue Ling walked up to Zhang Jiuyang, stood up to protect him, and said, "Grandma, please don't force him, otherwise we will move out of the Shen family."

The old lady smiled faintly and said, "Ling'er, believe it or not, without my order, no inn in the whole Yangzhou would dare to let you stay there, and no brokerage would dare to sell a house to you."

"Then live in the government office. The Imperial Observatory is handling the case. Who dares to say no?"

Yue Ling was also very confident. With the identity of Minglie Hou and the support of the Imperial Observatory, even if the Shen family was a local snake, she was still a fierce dragon crossing the river.

The old lady's eyes narrowed and she said, "Ling'er, this is the will of our parents and the words of the matchmaker. Not only do I agree to this, but your parents also agree to it. Do you want to be unfilial?"

Yue Ling snorted coldly and was about to speak when a hand suddenly grabbed her. The warmth of the palm startled her.

"Stop arguing for now."

Zhang Jiuyang held her hand again, stood side by side with her, and said to the old lady: "Okay, let's get married."

Yue Ling's pupils froze, and she looked at him in shock. The old lady's anger instantly subsided, and she smiled.

"That's right, Xiaojiu is still sensible."

Zhang Jiuyang added: "But the wedding time next month is too tight, please ask the old lady to write another letter to give us some time."

The old lady nodded and smiled, "Okay, then three months. After three months, you can go to Jizhou to get married."

Yue Ling wanted to say something, but Zhang Jiuyang squeezed her hard and she chose to remain silent.

She believed in Zhang Jiuyang.

Seeing that her granddaughter, who was angry just now, had become so gentle and quiet, the old lady showed a smile in her eyes.

Sure enough, one thing comes down to another.

"Madam, I will take my leave now."

"Still calling me old lady?"

she quipped.

Zhang Jiuyang could only bite the bullet and yell, "Grandma."

"Hey!"

The old lady laughed loudly and looked at Zhang Jiuyang with an extremely kind look. She kept watching the two of them walk away hand in hand and until their figures disappeared into the night, she withdrew her gaze.

She sighed softly.

"That young girl back then, in the blink of an eye, is getting married too."

"I'm finally getting married."

The former is a sigh of emotion, while the latter is like a big stone falling to the ground.

She turned around and looked at the ancestors of the Shen family. She seemed to have thought of something, put her palms together, and asked, "Ancestors, why didn't you accept Xiao Jiu's greeting just now?"

Dozens of spirit tablets began to tremble, as if they were somewhat excited.

The old lady frowned slightly. Could it be that the ancestors were so pessimistic about Xiaojiu?
After thinking for a while, she took out a talisman and lit it over the candle flame. The next moment, the talisman ashes fluttered in the cold wind and finally fell to the ground, forming a big word.

Fairy!
The old lady looked at the word in a daze. Even though she had experienced many storms, she couldn't calm down for a moment.

The word "immortal" has two meanings. The first is that Zhang Jiuyang is an immortal, and they cannot bear his worship. This is absolutely impossible. Although there are nine realms to ascend to immortality, she has never heard of anyone who can cultivate to the illusory ninth realm.

If Zhang Jiuyang was at the ninth realm, then let alone the Shen family, even Daqian would be nothing in his eyes. Even if the emperor wanted to marry the princess to him, he would be marrying above his station.

Zhang Jiuyang couldn't be in the ninth realm, so the only explanation left was the second one.

Zhang Jiuyang has the potential to become an immortal, or he may be the reincarnation of a legendary immortal!

How can a mortal bear the worship of an immortal?

When she thought of this, she was in a trance for a long time.

It turns out that the vibration of the spirit seat just now was not due to dissatisfaction, but...

Terrified!

……

"Zhang Jiuyang, what do you want to do?"

After walking away, Yue Ling suddenly pulled his hand away and asked in a deep voice.

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled, saying, "I can see that you and the old lady both have the same stubborn temper. In the situation just now, can the problem be solved by continuing to argue?"

"Do you dare to draw your sword against your grandmother?"

Yue Ling opened her red lips slightly, but said nothing.

Not to mention that she was in the fifth realm, even if she was in the sixth or seventh realm, she would never dare to use force when facing her grandmother who doted on her when she was a child.

Just as Zhang Jiuyang said, there is no point in arguing any further.

"But three months later...are we really going to get married?"

"Is it a bit... too much?"

When Yue Ling thought of the word "marriage", her heart became complicated. She felt a little annoyed, but also had an indescribable emotion that kept interweaving and making her feel mixed.

"Just calm down now, my great General Yue. You are usually quite smart. Why are you so stupid now?"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled and said, "We agreed to go to Jizhou to get married in three months, but the question is, what if something delays us?"

"The Imperial Observatory has so many cases. If you just pick one as an excuse, it will drag on for three months to six months, and then six months to a year. If you keep dragging it out, won't this matter fail?"

"The point is, it is not appropriate to fall out with the Shen family now. If I want to deal with the Painted Skin Master, I need the power of the Shen family."

"If you can't bear the little things, you will ruin the big plans."

Yue Ling looked at him and said calmly: "Your method is good. It avoids conflict and achieves the goal."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly and said, "So it's right to listen to me, right?"

"That's right, but..."

Yue Ling's voice suddenly turned cold, and her jade hand pressed towards the hilt of the knife at her waist. Although she did not deliberately use her magic power, she exuded an invisible aura.

Looking at Zhang Jiuyang's smug smiling face, she snorted.

"Are you so happy that you won't marry me?"

Zhang Jiuyang: “???”

……

ps: (Thanks to Ruo Xingkong for the 100,000 reward, which gave this book another leader. He is an old friend who subscribed to the previous book. Thank you for your support. Love you!)
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