Chapter 18 Huang Gong Temple

Although these women felt a little uncomfortable, no one dared to say anything.

Apart from anything else, just allowing them to take shelter in the ancestral hall is a great favor.

The women and children left.

The streets are deserted nowadays.

Those who have some savings or other relatives in the county have already left and moved to their relatives' homes, and will not return until the evil spirits leave.

Those who have not moved out have to continue their lives. Those who need to work must work and those who need to work hard must work as hard as possible. Women and children are not allowed to even go out, for fear of accidentally inviting evil spirits into their homes.

After everyone left, Jiang Ling'er and her daughter packed up simply, picked up a package and left in a hurry.

Huang Gong Temple!
A super large ancestral hall in Qingshan County.

The person enshrined here is the first number one scholar in Qingshan County, who was also the first prime minister from Qingshan County to enter the cabinet. After his death, he was posthumously named "County Lord". Qingshan County was the fief of this "Huang Gong".

Huanggong Temple is also the ancestral temple of the Huang family, the largest family in the county. The Huang family that remains in Qingshan County is not the main family of the Huang family, but a branch that is specifically responsible for guarding the remains of Huanggong Temple. Today, the main branch of the Huang family is in the capital.

Unlike other families, the Huang family's ancestral hall is not closed. Instead, it is open to everyone to pay homage and worship, as a symbol of the literary style of Qingshan County. For two or three hundred years, this place has been very popular.

Even now, the county magistrate of Qingshan County is a member of the Huang family.

The place to buy incense for praying to the gods is the Huang Gong Temple.

As to why this place was chosen, it is unknown.

When the mother and daughter arrived outside the Huanggong Temple wearing face scarves, there was already a long queue.

In the entire Qingshan County, hundreds of incense sticks are sold every day, which can be called huge profits.

The two just lined up.

Some idle people around stared at the two of them with sparkling eyes.

no way.

Although the mother and daughter always wore face scarves when they went out, they came to buy incense to pray to the gods every day in the past few days, so naturally people noticed them.

woman!

single!

rich!!
what is this!
Obviously a fat sheep.

"Yan'er, from now on you are not allowed to leave your bow and crossbow with you whenever you go out!" Jiang Ling'er's face suddenly changed when she felt the gazes of these people, and she whispered to her daughter.

Zhao Yan heard this and nodded quickly, "I understand, mother!"

Panic!

Although some people stared at her in the past two days, they usually just glanced at her and then looked away.
Almost all eyes are on them today.

You can tell who these people are by looking at their clothes; they are gang thugs and street thugs.

After tightly gripping the crossbow in her hand, Zhao Yan'er's panic was slightly relieved.

After Jiang Linger finished speaking, she took out a token from the package in her hand and hung it on her body.

The token is not big.

There is a word "Song" written on the top and a word "Yu" written on the bottom.

As soon as the token appeared, all eyes on the two people disappeared instantly.

"unlucky!"

"It's not only related to the Song's martial arts school, but also to the old owner!"

"Yeah, it's not easy to find a fat sheep, but I didn't expect it to be that person's family!"

"Alright, having us watch here is just a routine matter. Anyone in the whole county who can afford to buy incense to pray to the gods must have some background!"

"Hey, I thought it was a good job at first, but I didn't expect it to be even more profitable than those firewood!"

The gangsters and young men looked away and began to murmur in low voices.

Jiang Linger couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw this scene.

This token belonged to the senior brother back then and had been kept in the tavern by her mother.

The fact that the tavern can continue to operate without anyone causing trouble has a lot to do with this token.

Some gangs doubted the authenticity of the token, but after asking, they found out that it was really that person's token. From then on, as long as they paid some fees, the gangs would ensure their normal operations.

After Jiang Linger's mother passed away, the eldest senior brother seemed to have forgotten the token. Although he no longer interacted with them, he did not take the token back.

Jiang Linger brought a lot of silver today, and she thought of the token, so she took it out from the tavern and put it on.

Feeling that the eyes focused on them had disappeared, Jiang Linger let out a long sigh and slowly loosened her grip on the crossbow.

Jiang Ling'er patted her daughter's arm, signaling her to relax a little.

After dawn, the gate of Huang Gong Temple slowly opened.

Four constables walked out from the door and stood on both sides of the gate.

He exudes an inexplicable aura.

Musha!
It is obvious that these constables are all warriors. That’s right, only those who have passed the first level are qualified to be constables.

Moreover, a warrior who has passed the first level may not necessarily be able to become a constable.

It seems that there are too many warriors, but in fact, any public position can be passed down from generation to generation. It can be said that even the positions of constables and police officers can be inherited.

Poor in literature and rich in martial arts.

Without enough money, one cannot support a warrior.

The first thing everyone has to do when entering is to burn incense to Huang Gong. There is an incense seller next to it. If you want to burn incense at Huang Gong Temple, you can only buy it here.

Moreover, the stall is a unique business.

Time passed quickly, and it was the turn of the mother and daughter. In the center of the main hall in the Huanggong Temple, they looked up and saw a huge statue about three meters tall, with a copper base and gold plating, sitting cross-legged in the middle.

It is said that this statue is Huang Gong.

He was wearing a Confucian robe, holding a scroll of scriptures, and looking at the book with focused eyes.

"Hurry up, don't waste time, and be sincere."

As the two were staring at the statue, an old voice nearby urged them.

The person who spoke was the priest of Huang Gong Temple.

The temple keeper is an old man with three long beards.

The old man had a kind face and spoke with a smile, without the arrogance of other people.

"Oh, yes, thank you, old man!"

"Yes, Grandpa Huang!"

Upon hearing this, the mother and daughter responded immediately, picked up the incense sticks in their hands, lit them, inserted them into the huge incense burner, and then burned incense respectfully.

"Grandpa Huang, my family needs six sticks of incense to pray to the gods!"

After burning incense, Zhao Yan took out an ingot of silver and a half and handed it to the temple priest.

"Ok?"

Looking at the silver in his hand, the temple keeper was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the mother and daughter, but did not say much. Instead, he took out six incense sticks and handed them to Zhao Yan. He looked at her meaningfully and said, "Girl, your ancestral spirit has been summoned! When you burn incense and worship in the future, you must be sincere!"

"Remember, ancestors should not be bullied!"

Hearing the temple keeper's words, Zhao Yan was stunned and her face turned red in an instant. She seriously suspected that the old temple keeper was calling her.

When she was burning incense just now, she was absent-minded and did not worship sincerely at all.

"Old sir, how do you know that my family has summoned the ancestral spirits?" Unlike Zhao Yan, who wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into, Jiang Ling'er heard something different.

Her ancestral spirits were summoned, but no one knew about it except a few neighbors nearby.

Now, do the temple priests who are so far away know about it?
"Haha, rely on your nose, smell it!" Looking at Jiang Ling'er who looked alert, the old man laughed and said. Then he urged the two of them: "Okay, hurry up and leave, don't delay others!"

"Mr. Huang."

Zhao Yan wanted to say something, but was pulled by her mother beside her and quickly left the Huang Temple with a wary look on her face.

"Tsk tsk!"

"Interesting!"

Looking at the mother and daughter leaving quickly, the old temple keeper shook the silver in his hand with a hint of amusement on his face.

"Mom, do you think Grandpa Huang is a liar? How can the ancestors smell it?" Zhao Yan said in a low voice after leaving the Huang Temple.

"I don't know, maybe!"

Jiang Linger was also puzzled. She shook her head, turned around and looked at Huang Gong Temple and said.

(End of this chapter)