Chapter 620: Chapter 620: Lion’s Big Mouth Demand Chapter 620: Chapter 620: Lion’s Big Mouth Demand There was no helping it. Ever since this place beca a Royal Monastery, it had been a long ti since they had entertained any worshippers from outside.
In these three years, they had conducted rituals exclusively for the Forr Emperor, and every master was almost able to recite the sutras from mory.
It was no wonder that the Reception Master was so eager to recomnd their services when two new visitors finally arrived.
Bai Junjun and Li Wenli exchanged a glance, and returning seven days later suited them just fine.
After all, based on what they understood from their journey up the mountain, the chances of getting what they ca for today were slim.
As a representative, Li Wenli wrote down information about both of their fathers and even their Clan.
The Reception Master solemnly took the information, “Rest assured, both benefactors. We will handle this matter thoroughly to ensure peace in both the Netherworld and the mortal realm. Please take a look at the donation amount.”
While speaking, the Reception Master opened a small booklet.
Bai Junjun glanced at it casually, and just that glance nearly made her gasp in shock.
“One thousand taels of silver?”
If she rembered correctly, this was a monastery, right? Had these people lost their minds, daring to con her?
The Reception Master smiled calmly, “I know, you must think it’s too little. But given the hardships of the current tis, even if families like yours have spare cash, it shouldn’t be spent recklessly. It’s best to save so silver coins for unexpected needs.”
“…” Bai Junjun: No, she hadn’t thought that.
Li Wenli also helplessly massaged his forehead, “Isn’t this one thousand taels… a bit too much?”
“What do you an?” the Reception Master asked, his face a blank slate.
He had been good at debating from a young age, so the Abbot had appointed him as the Reception Monk to liaise with the faithful, a position akin to the Shopkeeper in an inn. It was the first ti in nearly forty years of service that the Reception Master felt unable to fathom the thoughts of worshippers.
Not to ntion that these two friends were brought by the Princess Consort, but just considering the Bai Family, there was a ti when the Family Head of the Bai Family had co to make a donation and had given as much as a hundred thousand taels, let alone a re thousand, which truly wasn’t much.
The mind of the Reception Monk went through a thousand twists and turns, preparing to continue guessing the intentions of the two.
Bai Junjun spoke calmly, “We were referred here by Prince Hanying. Can’t we get a discount?”
“Er…” The Reception Monk was embarrassed, “Regarding the donation, naturally, the more the better. The more you give, the more it shows your devotion.”
Both parties were at an impasse, with Bai Junjun struggling between giving and not giving.
Finally, it was Li Wenli who slamd the table, “One thousand taels is indeed not much; it is a trivial matter for us.”
With these words, he took out a bulging purse from his sleeve. Inside were ingots of fifty taels each, adding up to twenty in total.
This one thousand taels had been a reward given just yesterday by Yuwen Luanfei. Bai Junjun hadn’t even ward to the silver before Li Wenli spent it.
“Fox!” Bai Junjun pounced with a look of distress, ready to confront Li Wenli.
Li Wenli patted her hand calmly to soothe her, “It cos from the people and goes back to the people. If it can do so good for our fathers, no amount of money is too much. Miss, wealth scattered cos back anew.”
Bai Junjun paused, sensing there was more to Li Wenli’s words than t the eye.
And the Reception Monk had no idea, simply nodding and agreeing with a smile, “The gentleman is right. One must give to receive. Today’s one thousand taels will surely bring back ten thousand taels in the future.”
“The master speaks truly,” Li Wenli agreed wholeheartedly.
Once the Reception Master had counted the silver coins and registered them for the ritual services, their journey was essentially complete.
As the Reception Master seed quite eager to send them down the mountain, Li Wenli said, “We ca all this way up the mountain. How about you do us a favor, master, and let us light incense for the Bodhisattva and pray for luck? What do you think?”
“This…” The Reception Monk hesitated.
It wasn’t that he was unwilling, but he too was in a difficult position.
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