Mr. Xia’s explanation for his understanding of these is that he has been studying abroad over the years with foreign countries.

Although it is normal to take notes after studying, he has always been cautious and is unwilling to leave any possible handles for outsiders.

So, after thinking about it, Mr. Xia Si did not hand over the notes.

Anyway, he said that the imperial physicians took it themselves, and they didn’t need their own notes very much.

The father and daughter haven't had dinner together for several days. Now they are on the table, and they don't pay much attention to the rules. It's just that the father and daughter are really not necessary to pay attention to it.

So Master Xia Si smiled and talked about the things outside, and Xia Ting listened with his ears.

"My uncle has returned safely. I always feel that I have to go to the temple to fulfill my wish, otherwise I will never feel at ease. Will Dad have time tomorrow?" Xia Ting originally wanted to test whether his father has time.

Now that he heard his father say that he could finally take a few days off, he knew that the other party should still have plenty of time in the past few days.

In this way, there is no need to test it.

After hearing Xia Ting's words, Master Xia Si raised his eyebrows lightly, looked at Baoqing and Baolu who were cooking quietly, and responded loudly: "Of course, you are not at ease, and Daddy feels uncomfortable. It just so happens that he doesn't need Dad to come forward in the past few days. Daddy will accompany you to White Horse Temple tomorrow."

Mr. Xia is not stupid. When it is cold in Xia Ting, she doesn’t like to go out. After all, she still cherishes her body very much.

Nowadays, the requirement to go out is mostly due to the task.

Just check in at White Horse Temple?

What to look at?

A group of bald monks?

Then what planet people have this hobby?

Master Xia Si doesn't know much about the check-in system, but as long as it can prosper Xia Ting, let him listen to it safely and live for a long time, even if he is asked to check in to Fanbian now, Master Xia Si will be ready to set off immediately!

After dinner, the father and daughter went to the guest room to chat. Even if Mr. Xia was the father, it was not convenient to go in at night.

Therefore, it is best to talk and chat in the guest room. The maid is waiting outside, and she is not afraid of people who don’t have eyes talking nonsense.

After sending Baoqing and the others, Mr. Xia lowered his voice and asked, "Task requirements?"

"Yeah." Xia Ting responded lightly, then told Master Xia Si about his task requirements this time, and at the same time he couldn't help but complain. He had no task requirements before, so he allowed her to perform freely, but the last two times, either the duration or the number of people who came into the camera.

Listening to this request, Master Xia Si was thinking in his mind whether he would come here temporarily or what would happen.

And this appearance score is eight. What kind of data is it?

Through Xia Ting's popular science, Xia Siye has already known that appearance means good-looking.

The appearance is eight, which probably means that the face is particularly beautiful.

It’s not possible for relatives or followers, otherwise he can still make up the numbers.

If relatives are not good, then you need to find someone else. Who should I find?

The monks in White Horse Temple don’t know what they look like…

Mr. Xia discussed with Xia Ting and decided to go to White Horse Temple tomorrow. Mr. Xia will protect each other all the way, so the old lady will definitely let it go.

The next day, the weather was good, and it took more than ten days to keep cloudy. Today I rarely saw the warm sun.

Mr. Xia Si asked the old lady for instructions early in the morning and got the other party's permission, so he began to arrange the matter of leaving the house.

The temperature is good today, but Sha Ting is not wrapped very tightly, but it is okay not to wear it, but it must be brought with you, so there are a lot of items prepared in the carriage.

Because he also needed to donate money for incense to burn incense, Xia Ting prepared some silver notes.

The amount was also discussed with Master Xia Si last night. One thousand taels, in addition to fulfilling his wish, it can be regarded as praying for Zizhou.

When Xia Ting went out, he saw Ding Yanrong quietly looking at her from behind the pillar, with her little mouth raised high, and she looked very aggrieved.

Because she was only affected, and there were many things in the mansion recently, Mrs. Ding Er could not watch her at all times, so Ding Yanrong still had the chance to run out of the yard quietly.

But want to leave the house?

That must be impossible!

Ding Yanrong was still thinking about going to the Taoist temple in the city to refine alchemy, but unfortunately she couldn't get out, so she could only watch Xia Ting go out in the end.

White Horse Temple is the largest temple in Zizhou City and the most incense-popular.

Recently, there are many people going up the mountain to pray for blessings. Xia Ting and his daughter are walking slowly along the carriage. When they arrived at the foot of Baima Temple, there were already many pilgrims coming and going.

I asked for sincerity, and after getting off the carriage, I walked up the mountain all the way.

White Horse Temple is located halfway up the mountain, a long distance from the foot of the mountain.

This distance is quite long, and Xia Ting has been here many times, so he naturally knows it.

My sick body, even if it is a little stronger now, cannot help but make such a struggle.

So Xia Ting didn't make things difficult for him. He sat in a carriage and went up the mountain from the mountain road on one side in a low profile.

There are also many cars on the mountain road, most of which are going up the mountain, and very few people go down the mountain. I can see a carriage for a long time.

The carriage walked slowly for a long time before reaching the entrance of the White Horse Temple.

The coachman found a quiet place to park. Xia Ting and his father got off the carriage and walked towards the main hall.

Perhaps because of the recent earthquake, the incense of White Horse Temple is in full swing. Not only is the abbot very busy, but the little novice monks in the temple are also busy and don’t touch the ground.

Xia Ting and the others entered the hall in a low-key manner, burned incense, donated incense and oil, and then moved freely.

The temple is not restricted by everyone's actions. There are no shameful things hidden in the quiet place of Buddhism, so the pilgrims can walk freely.

Xia Ting came with the task, so he had to go back and forth to see if there were any handsome men, regardless of age, as long as they met the requirements.

996 said it will lose its appearance. As long as the conditions meet, it will make a sound reminder to help Xia Ting complete the task as soon as possible.

Although it was not cold in Zizhou after winter, the breath inhaled was ice. Baoqing and the others were worried and put on Xia Ting's curtain fence. Although it was only a thin layer, it could block a little cold air.

Through a layer of cloth, Xia Ting looked at the outside world, and it was all blurry.

As for the handsome young man, he couldn't see clearly. Fortunately, his father was still by his side, otherwise he would have to leave blindly. It was up to 996 to choose it himself.

There were many pilgrims, but Xia Ting had nowhere to find the one who really met the conditions after a long time of traveling.

As they walked, the father and daughter walked to the backyard with their maids.

Mr. Xia Si was about to say that there were probably pilgrims who lived temporarily in the backyard, and even the little novice monk could not see one, and it was hard to find one that met the requirements. They might as well go to the front hall for more.
Chapter completed!