I became an immortal in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 149 Selling Incense at the Temple, People Seeking Incense
Jiang She smiled.

"There's no need to offer incense."

Pei Zezheng took three sticks of incense from the servant's hand, and he was surprised.

After thinking for a few seconds, Pei roughly figured out the reason.

Mr. Jiang and the City God hit it off immediately and were quite familiar with each other, so there was no need for friends to offer incense between them.

He then asked the other people.

"Would you gentlemen like some? This is incense I bought from a shop; it's even better than what's sold in temples."

The thin old man selling incense stood nearby, glancing at him. Seeing that he was richly dressed and followed by several servants, he merely grunted and said nothing.

Li Bai and Yuan Danqiu reached out to receive it.

The Du family uncle and nephew expressed their gratitude and also offered a gift.

Pei looked at the other old man who hadn't spoken yet. His hair and beard were completely white, his skin was as thin as a cicada's wing, and he moved with a trembling gait. He was wearing a robe embroidered with wild deer and grass patterns. It was hard to say how old he was, but he must have been at least eighty or ninety.

Young Master Pei's tone became more respectful as he asked with a smile:

"Would you like some incense, sir?"

The Old Deer Mountain God glanced at the gentleman and said with a smile.

"Give me a stick!"

Pei then handed over three sticks of incense.

There were many people praying in the hall. They waited for a while before taking turns holding incense and going forward to worship.

Incense sticks are lit, and ashes pile up in the incense burner.

Standing inside the temple, Jiang She could hear many sounds.

Pei Langjun himself picked up three thick sticks of incense, lit them with the nearby kerosene, and a wisp of smoke rose up into a cloud of incense smoke, eventually reaching the statue.

That's what I'm reciting.

"By the City God, I have come with my wife today to pay homage to the City God and the Judge, and to offer incense. The paper has already been placed in the ancestral hall, to be passed down through our family. Thank you for your guidance, City God..."

Pei Langjun continued to recite it in his heart.

You can never have too many worships.

He also promised his good health, the harvest from the farm, his children's academic progress, and his wife's improved temper... all of these things.

He spoke very slowly and for a long time.

If someone behind him is in a hurry, he will move aside to make room for them to pray.

Jiang She was looking around inside the temple.

The temple was packed with people; it seemed like half of Yanzhou had come to join the fun. Whether rich or poor, dressed in fine clothes or simple coarse cloth shirts, many people spent money to buy incense.

The old man selling incense is doing very well.

Incense sticks were also divided into different grades, some costing five coins, some thirty coins, and some large incense sticks costing over one hundred coins.

A woman arrived, dressed in tattered and thin clothes, walking unsteadily, with slightly red eyes. She was slender and tightly gripped the hand of the girl beside her. After glancing at the incense sticks spread on the table for a while, she cautiously asked:
"how much is it?"

The old man twirled the woman's wrist, then looked at her daughter who was clinging to her.

His tone was slightly flippant.

"If you want, you can have it for free."

The woman only asked, "Is the City God efficacious?"

Sincerity will naturally bring results.

The woman hesitated for a moment, then touched the girl's coat.

She thought for a few moments, then counted out four coins from her bosom, and then felt around on her person, taking out one coin from her pocket. She counted very slowly, wiping the coins very clean.

Then hand it to the incense seller.

Jiang She suddenly spoke up.

"I have some incense sticks here. Madam, would you like to take one?"

The woman raised her head.

It was a scholar in a blue robe who spoke these words; his face was gentle, and his tone was calm. It was as if he were just saying it casually.

Beside her.

The girl also raised her head, her eyes bright and black, wearing a padded jacket, her little face dusty and gray.

The woman hesitated.

"I dare not take your money for nothing."

Jiang She smiled.

"I've given you this incense for free."

He asked a servant from the Pei family to bring him incense sticks. Jiang She, being observant, noticed that the servant was also accompanied by a girl, and brought a total of six incense sticks. Both mother and daughter could offer prayers.

He handed it over.

Their incense looks expensive. The woman didn't dare accept it.

He quickly bowed, raised his hand in greeting, and then had the girl thank him as well.

His tone was incoherent: "Thank you, sir... You are a kind person. I will go before the City God to thank you and hope that the City God will bless you..."

Jiang She avoided the question, softening his tone considerably.

"My lady, go and pay your respects."

Seeing the girl's bright black eyes, his eyes crinkled into a smile.

"Please, young lady."

"Is the City God efficacious?" The girl's voice was childish, with a hint of timidity and hesitation.

Jiang She spoke gently, saying the same words as the old man selling incense.

"Sincerity brings results."

The two then went to pay their respects, with Pei Langjun beside them, who had not yet finished making his wish.

The old man selling incense, hearing this, glanced at the mother and daughter and sneered. "I said the same thing, but why didn't you listen, you whore? Does it really matter if a handsome young man says it?"

The woman trembled when her identity was revealed.

Facing the majestic statue, holding three sticks of incense in her fingers, she dared not turn around to look at the young man.

Jiang She remained expressionless.

She remained calmly standing in front of the temple, her gaze sweeping over the old man selling incense without lingering. She stroked the cat in her arms and waited for Pei Ze and the others to finish their prayers to the City God.

The temple burns with incense, and people have their own desires.

Each has its own difficulties.

Jiang She overheard a few of the woman's wishes, but to avoid offending her, he didn't listen closely.

The woman and her daughter kowtowed deeply before the statue of the deity, with incense smoke rising in front of them.

Finally, she carefully got up, straightened the spot where she had been kneeling, wiped away the barely noticeable dust, and left with her daughter. She walked up to Jiang She and bowed.

"You're too kind, my lady."

The girl looked at Jiang She, her eyelashes fluttering twice, and then she suddenly mustered up the courage to speak.

"I was very sincere just now!"

He had barely finished speaking when the woman carefully pulled him away.

Stepping high across the threshold.

A biting wind howled outside the temple. The woman, her clothes taut, moved with a light, ethereal gait, clutching the girl's hand tightly. The two figures, one tall and one short, disappeared into the sea of ​​worshippers and onlookers.

Jiang She withdrew his gaze.

The old man selling incense was still muttering something in my ear.

The mountain god had no particular wish; he simply went to the temple and casually offered a stick of incense.

I met Jiang She.

I exclaimed, "Sir, you have such a kind heart..."

Pei Zexu's wish was also nearing its end, and he had already talked about his children's children.

the end.

Pei then added another sentence.

"I also ran into Mr. Jiang..."

Suddenly, a divine light, invisible to the naked eye, emanated from the statues enshrined in front of the hall. Soon after, three figures floated out of the statues and looked around the hall.

It looked like they were searching for something.

Jiang She and the mountain god raised their heads.

Li Bai grabbed Yuan Danqiu and spoke in a low voice.

The City God quickly found the figure in the blue robe.

He led the civil and military judges and bowed respectfully.

He apologized:
"I had no idea you were here, sir. I have failed to greet you properly."

The civil judge and the military judge also raised their hands in salute.

The old incense seller was still grumbling to Jiang She, complaining that he had almost gotten away with a romantic encounter, but the other man had ruined it. He muttered under his breath, wishing he could peel the other man's face off.
"Young master, you're such a busybody, I doubt even the City God would accept your incense!"

"I've been selling incense here for over ten years, how could I not know what the City God likes..."

The City God's ears twitched.

He glanced behind him, a smile returning to his face, and followed Jiang She out of the temple.

【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)