Qing Hua shook his head in confusion.
She really doesn't know.
Xu Manjin understood and said with a smile: "They are all folklore. It is normal that the imperial concubine does not know about it. The temple does exist, but it is not a temple that we can see, but the power of belief of the common people. My mother once told me
I have said that the reason why Si Lingzhou is called Si Lingzhou is because Si Ling is the god in the hearts of the people of Si Lingzhou. Every year when families offer sacrifices to the gods of heaven and earth, the god they worship is Si Lingshen."
"So the so-called temple actually exists in everyone's heart. As long as you pray sincerely, you will be blessed by the gods."
"So that's it..." Qing Hui really didn't expect that to be the case.
When she was in the Duke's Mansion, there was nothing to do with women during the sacrifices. Every time she went to the ancestral hall, she always went to the ancestral hall when she was punished by Mrs. Zheng to kneel down. Mrs. Zheng taught her to take care of the housework. Although she had also mentioned the sacrifices,
But it was all arranged in a certain way, and there was never any mention of praying to gods or Buddhas.
Thinking about it, Mrs. Zheng herself felt guilty, so how could she ask God?
Later, when she was in the Regent's Palace, she was always in a state of half-asleep and half-awake, and she had no chance to pray to Buddha or God.
"I understand, thank you."
After receiving the instructions, Qing Hui immediately said goodbye to Xu Manjin and left Qiyue Mountain.
When they returned to Heng Garden, the eldest princess of Xiangyang was not there, so Qing Hui followed the nanny in charge to the yard prepared for her by the eldest princess of Xiangyang. After washing herself, she took a nap.
When she woke up, the sun had already set.
She stretched and walked out of the room, then heard a taunt,
"It's already this time, and you still want to sleep. It shows that you don't care much about Xiliang."
Qing Hui turned around and caught a glimpse of that stinky kid from Qing Luo standing in the living room at some point. He still had the stinky expression on his face as if she owed him millions of taels of silver. However, he looked like a decent person and was dressed in flowing green clothes.
Jinyi, the jade crown on the head is also inlaid with East beads.
"Tsk," Qing Hui reached out and picked up the fruit on the table, took a bite, and lazily sat down on the chair, "I didn't put any thought into it, where did the thought come from?"
"Huh," Qing Luo snorted and turned away, as if he didn't want to talk to her.
At this time, Xiao Hui jumped in, ran to Qing Hui with a face of surprise, and lifted her legs very flatteringly: "Master, wake up, this garden is really big and beautiful, I haven't grown this big before."
Have you ever seen such a beautiful place? Is this your home? They say you are a royal concubine, so is this a palace?"
"Country bumpkin." Qing Luo retorted, then sat on the chair, looking outside, as if he didn't even notice the master and apprentice.
Qing Hui was too lazy to answer her and asked Xiao Hui: "Ning Fengxu is back?"
Xiao Hui nodded: "Master Ning went to see that... eldest princess."
Qing Hui stared at Xiao Hui for a moment, waved to her, and whispered something in her ear. Xiao Hui patted his chest: "Master, don't worry, I will take care of this little thing."
After finishing speaking, Qing Hui didn't even wait for him to speak again, he stood up and ran out in a hurry.
The wind, wind, fire and fire are like a rabbit.
Qingluo turned to stare at her: "Are you asking for God?"
Qing Hua blinked.
Sure enough, the next second, Qing Luo sneered: "If praying to God was helpful, Si Lingzhou would not be in this situation."
Qing Hui looked at him thoughtfully.
This is not without some truth. Not to mention the many wars in the past and the number of gods and Buddhas that the struggling people prayed to. In the past three years of drought in Lingzhou, the people were desperate and prayed for rain and tried their best.
Not even a drop of sweet rain comes from it.
In the end, Lian Xueyin didn't know what method he used to get through the rain with all his injuries.
If praying to God was useful, there would be no wars or natural disasters in the world.
"You'd better give up these unrealistic ideas. Why don't you ask me to kill that Mo Xuanling faster." Qing Luo said coldly.
"If your method works, I can kill him myself. Do I still need you?" Qing Hui rolled his eyes.
"Don't forget that you are in Si Ling Continent now. Let's not mention that your strength has been greatly reduced. You can walk freely in the world now because you are bound by the laws of heaven. If Mo Xuanling is the destined person,
, if you kill him, you will be the first one struck by the thunder."
"So what?" Qing Luo looked disdainful.
Qing Hua said "tsk", this boy in the second grade is the second grade boy.
His mind is full of destruction.
It's not peaceful at all.
At this time, Ning Fengxu walked in, looked around the two of them, and asked Qing Hui: "What happened?"
Qing Hui glanced at Ning Fengxu, then looked at Qing Luo, and shook his head: "Speaking of which, when I was in the illusion, I saw someone who was still somewhat stable. I never expected that this tens of thousands
As the years have passed, I have become more and more childish. There really is no progress.”
Qingluo was still older than Li Guang at that time, but as time passed, the reincarnated Li Guang became more mature and steady.
"you!"
Qingluo stood up awkwardly.
Ning Fengxu turned to look at him and said helplessly: "Sit down."
Qing Luo glared at him unhappily: "None of your business!"
"Her business is my business." Ning Fengxu replied.
"Humph!" Qingluo carried his stick and went out.
After he went out, Qing Hui told Ning Fengxu about his visit to Qiyue Temple today: "Actually, what Qing Luo said is right. I also think that praying to gods is useless, but Si Lingzhou is blessed by the four spirits. Since
Your Majesty has left, and there is no destiny set in the past. In the end, new people of destiny will appear to bring peace and prosperity to Silingzhou. Times like this are also the time when people need faith. By then, even if Silingzhou
The spirit does not choose the destined people, so we only need to use illusions to make them believe it, and in the end, isn't it the same?"
In fact, Qing Hui doesn't know whether the Four Spirit God Control works, but whether it works or not is not that important.
The important thing is to make people believe that the Four Spirit Gods really exist, and the people chosen by the Four Spirit Gods are the ones who can lead them to peace and prosperity. By then, Four Spirit Continent will naturally usher in a stable period.
Her goal was achieved.
This was the idea she had after hearing what Xu Manjin told her about the temple.
There will be temples only if you have faith. If you can really choose that person in this way, then it is destiny, and Heaven itself will recognize it. If you cannot choose, then relying on the power of faith, you can still make Heaven recognize this person.
people.
Qing Hui stared at Ning Fengxu, and Ning Fengxu understood instantly.
Smiling and nodding: "I understand."
If no god from the temple is invited, and he and Qing Luo are allowed to use illusions to deceive people, even Mo Xuanling will have to admit defeat.
Chapter completed!