He hoped his method works.

The three people in the main room were sitting together peeling chestnuts. The chestnuts that Yu Jinyue brought back before were still left, and they had no time to clean them up. He didn’t know why they thought of these chestnuts. Now one of them was slowly peeling a chestnut.

Here, only Yu Jinyue was the main force. Yu Jinlan and Yu Zhining were just bystanders.

The sun was shining outside, and he didn’t know why they wanted to sit in the main room.

 Meng Yunshu lifted the curtain, walked in, glanced at them quickly, and went to the bedroom. As soon as he opened the door, he suddenly turned around and said to Yu Jinyue: “Xiao Yue, go get the carriage and go to Cuiyu Temple with me.”

Yu Jinyue asked puzzledly: “Brother-in-law, what are you going to Cuiyu Temple for?”

Meng Yunshu, who was rummaging through the jade tablet in the bedroom, answered without raising his head: “Burn incense.”

Burn incense. Although Yu Jinyue didn’t understand why he suddenly wanted to burn incense, he still obediently put down the knife in his hand, sat up and shook off the debris on his body. He rubbed Yu Zhining’s head, “Be good, wait for your third uncle to come back. You and your aunt go play.”

“Okay.” Yu Zhining opened his eyes wide and threw the half-peeled chestnuts in his hand back into the bamboo basket. He didn’t want to peel them anymore, but seeing that his third uncle and aunt were busy, he couldn’t say it. Now that his little uncle was going to take his third uncle out, he didn’t have to peel them anymore.

 Yu Jinyue couldn’t help laughing when he saw his neat movements. This kid must have been unable to sit still.

He picked up the bamboo basket and put it under the bamboo frame with a smile. Before he could get up, he heard Yu Zhining shouting happily, “Let’s go play.” Then his sister yelled at him to be careful.

Yu Jinyue thought that he really couldn’t wait any longer. After putting it away, he turned and went to the backyard. When he went there, the horse was eating hay. Yu Jinyue gently touched his mane and said apologetically, “Xiao Hei, I’m going to torment you again.”

Meng Yunshu’s voice urging him came from the front yard. Yu Jinyue hurriedly responded. He untied the horse’s traction rope, pulled it out, and put a cart on it outside the stable.

Meng Yunshu stood in front of Yu Jinhuai. He touched the jade card hidden in his chest, and asked hesitantly, “Is it possible?”

Yu Jinhuai said bluntly: “Abbot Huiguo is trustworthy, and he still owes me a favor. He will help me with this matter concerning Mobei.”

“But…” Meng Yunshu frowned and clasped his hands: “We have no evidence.”

Based on the favor alone, would the abbot be willing to go to the prefect to help them deliver the letter?

Yu Jinhuai also knew this, but now they could only give it a try. The prefect of Weiping Prefecture has always believed in Buddha, and Abbot Huiguo of Cuiyu Temple is often invited by him to discuss Buddhism. Starting from Abbot Huiguo is the fastest and most effective. At this point, they can only fight for it.

“Go.” Yu Jinhuai saw Yu Jinyue waiting on the side, looking at Meng Yunshu and said.

——

Cuiyu Temple is on the hill between the prefecture and the county. Because the local prefect likes to worship Buddha, the road leading to Cuiyu Temple is very flat and wide. Even so, it took them an hour to reach Cuiyu Temple.

 Cuiyu Temple is very popular. On the way there, Meng Yunshu found that there were many people along the way, and even some rich people’s carriages, which shows the influence of Cuiyu Temple in the local area.

The vermilion gate was open, and a plaque was hung on the door. The three large characters in red and gold added majesty to the temple.

Meng Yunshu had no time to appreciate the scenery in the temple, and went straight to the wing room that Yu Jinhuai told him about. He asked Yu Jinyue to follow the little monk to burn incense, and he followed the host to the courtyard of Abbot Huiguo. After getting permission, he went in. When he came to the temple, Meng Yunshu couldn’t help but lighten his steps, even if he was anxious.

When he went in, there was a Buddhist scripture in front of Abbot Huiguo. He held the Buddhist beads in one hand and twisted them while chanting. He didn’t open his eyes until he knelt on the cushion.

“The donor came with a token, and the favor I owed was finally paid.” He said kindly, touching his beard.

 “Abbot.” Meng Yunshu nervously took out the letter he had prepared and pushed it in front of Abbot Huiguo, saying anxiously: “I hope the abbot can deliver this letter to the prefect, and ask him to deliver it to the palace as soon as possible.”

He spoke in a low voice. He looked at the monk opposite him anxiously, hesitating for a while, and still told him about the disaster in Mobei as Yu Jinhuai instructed. He could not produce direct evidence, and he became less and less confident. Huiguo opposite him still listened to it with a normal expression, without any doubt in his eyes, as gentle as a spring. He took his letter and said calmly, “I will definitely live up to the trust of the donor.”

Meng Yunshu heard his calm tone and believed that he would definitely do it.

After finishing his work in the temple, Meng Yunshu lit a stick of incense for the people of Mobei before leaving, and took out his only three wen to donate, asking for peace of mind.

 Standing under the Bodhi tree, Huiguo watched him leave and ordered the little monk following him to prepare a carriage to go to the prefect’s residence. He asked another little monk to take some money and some food to the prefectural city to find the little beggar and spread the news that a master predicted a snowstorm in the far north.

The far north of Xia Kingdom only has one city, Mobei.

After giving the order, he rode out of the temple in a carriage, almost leaving with Meng Yunshu one after the other.

The letter Meng Yunshu handed him was on old letter paper he bought from a store. It was written in simplified Chinese about the snowstorm in Mobei. There were only four words on the letter – Mobei Snowstorm.

In order to make it easier for Lu Ruan to know that it was written by him, he also drew the shape of corn.

The ancients believed in ghosts and gods the most. The more bizarre the story was, the more firmly they believed it. It can be said that as long as they believed it, their method was half successful.

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Today, he was busy with Mobei affairs, and the originally planned oden was put on hold. He only made fish balls, and the big bones he bought had not yet been boiled into soup. Lying on the kang at night, Meng Yunshu was always thinking about when Lu Ruan would come to the store, and how Ritu and his tribe were doing? How was Mobei?

He tossed and turned in the quilt. Yu Jinhuai, who was sleeping beside him, reached his hand out of the quilt and accurately found his right hand and held it in his palm.

“Go to sleep.” They had done what they could do, and everything that followed could only be left to fate.

Meng Yunshu was suddenly grabbed by his hand, and his body stiffened in an instant, not daring to move. He stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open, not knowing how to react.

Since coming to the Yu family, he and Yu Jinhuai had as many intimate moments that they could count on one hand. A few days ago, when he went to Aunt Sun’s house, Aunt Sun saw that he was thin and warned him to eat more and take good care of himself so that he could have children in the future. At that time, he did not react for a while, and only realized the meaning of Aunt Sun’s words after a long time.

To put it bluntly, it means to take good care of yourself so that you can have children in the future. God knows that he has long forgotten that his body is a ger who can give birth to children. When he thought that he would get pregnant in the future, Meng Yunshu suddenly felt bad and wanted to escape from here immediately and find a place where no one was to live alone, but he clearly understood his current situation.

 Thinking of this, Meng Yunshu suddenly struggled to break free from Yu Jinhuai’s hand. He turned over with his back to him, and pulled up the quilt to cover himself tightly, leaving not even the back of his head to Yu Jinhuai.

Even if he turned around and closed his eyes, all he could think about was whether Yu Jinhuai wanted to have a baby with him by holding his hand? Once he had this idea, he couldn’t fall asleep.

There was only one thought in his mind, should I ask him?