Chapter 485 - 257 Lobbyist_2
An hour and a half later, Qian Yixiu was almost too tired to move but finally reached the mid-mountain Daci Temple.
Abbot Hongyuan of Daci Temple had been waiting outside the door. Prince Consort Pan exchanged pleasantries with Master Hongyuan for a bit before entering the temple, where several people entered the main hall to offer incense for the Elder Princess.
After offering incense to her grandmother the Elder Princess, Qian Yixiu also offered incense on behalf of Cheng Yue. Silently she thought to herself, although she was not the original host, she would use all her power to make her little mother live a happier and more joyful life...
Afterward, Prince Consort Pan donated a thousand taels of silver as incense money to the monastery, and Qian Yeejin, representing the Qian family, donated another five hundred taels of silver as incense money.
Abbot Hongyuan personally accompanied them to Master Beikong’s Zen monastery. The group crossed the Small Stone Bridge and from a distance could see the Little Monk waiting at the courtyard gate.
The Little Monk was no longer chubby and looked clear-eyed and handsome, soft and refined. Were he not wearing monk’s robes, and instead donned a hat, he would be the very image of a graceful and handsome young gentleman.
Qian Yixiu thought back to several years prior, when the plump Little Monk sat on the big stone in her family’s courtyard pretending to be profound, and suddenly felt a sense of sentiment as if watching a younger brother mature.
Qian Yixiu had always felt that there was something special about the Little Monk, something that the domineering teenagers like Qian Yeejin and Uncle Liang did not possess, not even the genteel Zhang Yang or Song Huaijin. That was tranquility, which might be an innate temperament or perhaps nurtured by the Old Fairy.
Seeing them, the Little Monk waved and began to smile, deepening the two dimples on his face.
He first greeted Prince Consort Pan with joined hands and a bow, saying with a smile, "Master Pan." Then, he greeted Qian Yeejin and Brother Jie, and finally, with a beaming smile, he said to Qian Yixiu, "Sister, is auntie well? Did she bring anything for me?"
Prince Consort Pan chuckled to himself, thinking it wasn’t wrong for him to call Yixiu ’sister,’ but calling Yueyue ’auntie’ made the relations sound more distant than they were.
His elder brother in the faith, Abbot Hongyuan, scolded with a smile, "Little Brother, what are you saying, how can you ask Little Benefactor for things?"