With one word, Qin He stopped in his tracks.

Lisheng shrine?

Isn’t that just building a temple?

This moment seemed to have opened up the Ren and Du channels of Qin He's thinking.

Yes, Xianyun Temple can build statues of gods to gather merit, so why can’t we also build a temple in the capital?

Fang County has a population of more than 200,000 people, while Dali Capital has a population of three million, and the entire capital is no less than five million.

How much merit can this gather?

Well done, it's almost inexhaustible.

"Steady, steady, don't wave!"

Qin He was overjoyed, but he turned around and said to the housekeeper with a look of regret: "Old housekeeper, if you give me half of the family wealth, I will go if I have the ability. Today I will make it clear. I shouldn't be honest with you."

There is nothing you can do, so you should ask someone else to help you and don’t waste your time here."

When the old housekeeper heard this, a look of disappointment suddenly flashed across his face.

In fact, when he offered half of his family wealth and Qin He refused, he already had doubts.

With half of the Liang family's wealth, how could anyone not be tempted by a truly capable person?

After holding on for more than a day, this is the result.

Is it really possible to go to Feiyuwei to ask for help?

But the master refused to give in, saying that if he hired Feiyu Wei, his career would be over.

Helpless, the old housekeeper could only get up and walk back in despair.
Chapter completed!