Unlike the fairy girl in the eyes of outsiders, when De Miao returned to the room, he immediately became another person. He said he was a Taoist nun, but rather a noble lady who liked to enjoy it.

Demiao's bedroom is very spacious. When you enter the door, you will see a sandalwood screen. The screen is painted with white cranes and green pine trees. It looks elegant from a distance. If you look at it from this perspective alone, it is in line with her identity as a Taoist nun.

However, this screen is seven feet long, and the whole screen is made of sandalwood, and the paint is even more lifelike. It is obviously from a famous artist. It is not about handmade, but only about such a large sandalwood material. If there is no thousand taels of silver, it is impossible to buy it.

And what kind of Taoist nun can afford such a luxurious screen? Is it a princess who becomes a monk or a concubine who has a hair?

Bypassing the screen, a huge rosewood book case attracted the eye. The book case was nearly meter long and five feet wide. It was not like a book case, but like a judge in a yamen.

There are two stacks of paper at the corner of the book case. The thick stack is more than a dozen pieces of famous master's Dharma stickers, and the thin stack is the best ribbed rice paper o

Next to the rice paper, a vermilion pottery inkstone is arranged in a straight manner. Its shape is simple and cloud patterns appear. Its purple light appears layer by layer like dragon scales. It is obviously very expensive.

In front of the inkstone, a yellow oval bamboo pen holder stands. The pen holder is carved with three friends in the year and winter. The patterns are slightly blurred, and the corners are smooth as if they have been used for a long time. It is obviously an antique.

There are three brushes inserted in the pen holder. Although these three brushes look ordinary, if they are seen by experts, they will inevitably be incredible, because these three brushes are all Xuancheng Zhuge pens. If you meet a literati who likes this, you may not refuse even if you ask them to give them a full amount of money to exchange for.

On the other side of the table, there is a white porcelain plate with a square ink on the plate, which is only four inches thick. There is a faint rosin that is revealed without getting close to it. It is obviously not an ordinary product.

Not to mention the rosewood book case, just talk about the four treasures of the study and the name stickers on this case. If there are not a few thousand taels of silver, it is impossible to buy it.

If anyone who is uninformed enters this door, he may think he has accidentally entered the study room of a scholarly family!

The four walls of the room are covered with calligraphy and paintings. At least five or six red seals are printed on the lower corner of each calligraphy and painting. Needless to say, these are all calligraphy and paintings of famous artists.

De Miao's bed is also very big. It is better to say it is a high bed than a bed. A few people sat down on the bed at the same time, and there was no crowding.

At this time, De Miao was squinting his eyes slightly on the couch. The bun on his head had spread out. He was piling on a girl's legs, enjoying the soft pressing and pinching of the other's little hands. Her legs were also placed on the legs of two pretty and tender little girls, enjoying their light hits and slow knocking.

She closed her eyes and enjoyed it while falling, but a Taoist priest holding the account book stood not far from the head of the bed, nodding and bowing to report to her.

This Taoist priest is no other person, the young Taoist priest who drove away the servant Mo Yan before, but at this time there was no trace of contempt and disgust on his face, only flattery and flattery o

"Mr. Li donated another fifty taels of spice oil this time. I asked the younger one to hand you over. Please give me time to come to the house to pray for the old lady. I also donated seventy taels of silver from the rice shop in the north of the city. I said that the only boy in his family has been in a state of depressed spirit recently. Please help me see when you have time. Mrs. Li is here too today."

The Taoist priest reported in a low voice, but Demiao squinted his eyes and fell on the couch to enjoy it. Except for occasionally snorting to indicate that he heard it, he would think she was asleep.

After a while, the Taoist priest put away the account book in his hand and smiled flatteringly: "Fairy, that's it. Today's indulgence and oil cost a total of 397 taels. In addition, Mrs. Liu gave 30 taels and wanted to offer a lamp in front of Sanqing."

De Miao closed his eyes and nodded slightly: "Yeah, I understand o"

After waiting, seeing De Miao did not give any more instructions, the Taoist priest wanted to turn around and leave, but hesitated for a moment and lowered his body. He said with some tentative temptation: "In addition, the Zhou Daquan also gave a deposit of fifty taels, saying that he wanted to pay 100 taels of silver. Please do a ritual for his old man in three days."

De Miao frowned and thought for a while, opened his eyes slightly to look at the Taoist priest: "Three days later, don't I remember that there was a ritual from the Li family?"

"But, the Li family is only willing to pay twenty taels of silver o." The Taoist priest looked disgusted and then returned to flattery: "Fairy, what is your current identity? How can twenty taels of silver worthy of your value? So I took my own initiative to push the Li family's rituals. What do you think, fairy?"

De Miao nodded slightly, closed his eyes again, and said with satisfaction: "Well, you have done a good job, then you can go with me."

It seems that it is a great honor to be able to do rituals with De Miao, and it may be any other benefits. The Taoist priest was surprised and nodded with excitement: "Thank you for the promotion of the fairy, my disciple will definitely work hard."

"Yes!" De Miao smiled faintly on her face, obviously very satisfied with the other party's attitude o

Seeing that she seemed to be in a good mood today, the Taoist priest was not in a hurry to leave. He turned his eyes and remembered an interesting thing and said happily: "It's funny to say that the poor are getting more and more courageous these days. Today, there is a boy named Zheng's family, saying that his master is a censor. Today, he is over the seventh day. I hope you can do rituals for him without spending any money. Do you think it's interesting?"

Hearing this, Demiao opened his eyes wide and looked at him in shock: "You said, your surname is Zheng? Censor?"

"Yes, it's the madman who was killed in the street that day, you"

The Taoist priest said with a proud look on his face. He stood up suddenly, waved his hand and slapped him hard, angrily: "Idiot! Where is he now?"

The Taoist priest was stunned by being beaten, covered his face and looked at Demiao blankly, and said quietly: "Online, Innhouse o"

Demiao glared at him fiercely and cursed: "Bastard, I'm going to make a big deal! I'll settle the score with you later."

After saying that, she stood up anxiously, walked to the inner room to change into Taoist robe, and at the same time said, "Why are you still standing stupidly? Go and ask someone to prepare the car and you guys, prepare the incense table lamps and candles for the rituals, let's go now."
Chapter completed!