Chapter 925: Kitchen God Statue
Lu Song had already checked the Xie family, and he returned to this house.
When the Xie family saw what he was holding, their faces changed.
"what are you doing?"
Qingmu and Lu Anfan also looked at him, but saw that Lu Song was holding a somewhat faded painting of a stove in his hand.
Lu Anfan recognized that this was the one that had been pasted next to their stove, saying it was the Kitchen God.
Did Lu Song take down someone else’s portrait of the Kitchen God?
He was a little confused. Why did he tear up the painting?
This is indeed a bit rude to others, isn't it?
"Brother Lu Song?" He called out in a low voice, wanting to ask him what he meant.
"There are some problems with this painting. I have to take it back to show it to my senior sister." Lu Song said.
"This is a portrait of the Kitchen God. How could there be a problem? You, how could you be like this? Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Kitchen God?"
Mother Xie was so anxious that she started coughing again and again, and struggled to get off the kang to get the portrait back.
"There really is a problem. Although I can't tell what the problem is, Senior Sister will definitely be able to see it. If she thinks it's okay, I will send it back to the Xie family." Lu Song said this to Lu Anfan.
Lu Anfan nodded.
Anyway, this is the elder sister's junior brother, so he naturally believes it!
"Uncle Xie and Aunt Xie, just trust Brother Lu Song. If there is really no problem, I will definitely return the painting to you. You still need to take good care of your health now."
Lu Anfan was responsible for trying to persuade them.
"If you don't listen, then I will have no choice but to return to the camp and tell Lieutenant General Xie everything about you."
After these words were spoken, no one in the Xie family dared to object.
It's obvious that they are under control.
When they came out of Xie's house, the wind and snow outside still showed no sign of stopping.
Lu Song sat in the carriage, feeling very worried.
"This snowstorm is really unusual."
How can it be so heavy and rain for so long?
And the snow had been falling for a long time before they arrived here.
It was really hard for the common people to get through this.
They returned to the firm.
When they saw Sizhen, everyone was stunned again.
"Amitabha." Si Zhen greeted them all, and then looked at Lu Anfan with some curiosity.
"This donor seems to be suitable for joining our Buddhist sect."
He said it very frankly.
He couldn't explain why, but he felt that Lu Anfan seemed to be almost at peace.
Lu Anfan: “???”
He looked at Si Zhen, then at Lu Zhaoling, feeling inexplicably aggrieved.
"Big sister, I have no plans to become a nun."
Could it be that the elder sister is going to ask a monk to take him in?
Seeing that he can't make a name for himself in the military camp, you want him to change his career and become a monk? Have you found him a junior apprentice?
Lu Zhaoling stroked his forehead.
"Master Sizhen probably likes you. No one asked you to become a monk."
Sizhen chanted "Amitabha" again.
"Donor Lu, I am a monk. I didn't say I like this donor. I just think he has some affinity with Buddhism..."
Lu Anfan gritted his teeth.
“I won’t become a monk.”
He said he couldn't become a monk, so how could he have a connection with Buddhism? Nonsense, he still has a sister and relatives.
Does becoming a monk mean that he really has nothing?
He doesn't want it.
"Okay," Lu Zhaoling interrupted them, "How are they?"
Although she was asking questions, her eyes were already on Lu Song.
"Brother Lu, what did you take?"
Lu Song breathed a sigh of relief, "I said that Senior Sister would be able to see it at a glance."
He placed the rolled-up portrait on the table beside him and unfolded it.
"This is pasted next to the Xie family's stove. It's said to be a picture of the Kitchen God."
"Nonsense, how can this be a statue of the Kitchen God? It's the God of Plague!" Lu Zhaoling scolded after just one look, "And it's a scribbled God of Plague!"
"Why did you draw the Kitchen God's fairy clothes and think he was the Kitchen God? That face is the God of Plague."
Everyone was shocked by these words.
Is this the God of Plague?
Is this the plague god who has been mistakenly identified?
Who puts a plague god sticker at home?
"This..." Lu Zhaoling sighed, "Next to the stove? Eating the food cooked there will harm your health."
Because, this portrait was painted with the juice of some poisonous grass and the ashes of incense offered to evil gods, and it was not drawn with ordinary pen and ink.
Who is so wicked as to sell this kind of portrait as one of the Kitchen God to the people?
When Zhou Shiyue heard this, his expression changed slightly.
He immediately thought of a deeper level.
"Qingfeng, take someone to check whether this family is the only one that has this kind of portrait, or whether many people in the city have it."
Zhou Shiyue called Gan, the steward, and asked, "Have you seen this kind of Kitchen God statue?"
Manager Gan came over to take a look and immediately shook his head.
"Your Highness, I have never seen one. But there are indeed many people in Shuning City who have the habit of pasting the image of the Kitchen God at home..."
"Qing Feng, go now. Go and see it directly."
"Yes."
Qingfeng immediately took his men out.
Gan Zhenning brought over some hot tea and felt a little emotional when she saw them hurrying out again.
It's really not easy for the prince and his men. Even in such a heavy snowstorm, they can't even rest. They are so busy.
"Senior Sister, why can you recognize that this is the God of Plague at a glance?" Lu Song was very curious at this moment.
Ordinary people should only recognize the general idea, the immortal clothes, the immortal crown, and the approximate appearance. It would be hard to tell at a glance that this is not the Kitchen God, right?
The senior sister was able to see it at a glance, and he really admired her.
"In fact, the gods don't always look the same," Lu Zhaoling said, "but they have their own magical powers, so they can be distinguished."
Have it?
Lu Song looked left and right but couldn't figure it out.
"Practice slowly, you will see it sooner or later." Lu Zhaoling comforted him.
Zhou Shiyue asked Qingmu, "How is the condition of that family member?"
Aoki said, "The Xie family members are all very ill, but it seems that the disease will not be passed on to others..."
"Xie family?"
Read it once a week.
The Xie family has someone serving as a general in Shaguan City.
"What's the name of the deputy commander you mentioned?"
"Brother-in-law, his name is Xie Weian." Lu Anfan replied quickly.
Xie Weian......
"What's wrong? Do you know each other?" Lu Zhaoling asked him.
Zhou Shiyue shook his head.
"I don't know them, but I don't know why, but I always feel that this Xie family is a little unusual."
"If they are the only family with such paintings, then they are indeed unusual." Lu Zhaoling said, "If they are really ordinary, who would go to such great lengths to harm their family?"
Gan Zhenning brought over some hot tea and was then taken out by her father.
"Okay, the prince and the others are busy with important matters, so you should stay away from them and don't come over so often. If there are some things that are inconvenient for you to hear, it will be troublesome for you to hear them."
Manager Gan gave some instructions and went off to do his work.
Gan Zhenning turned around to prepare dinner for tonight when she saw Yin Yunting, covered in snow, walking in.
He was originally dressed in white clothes and a white rabbit fur cape, and now there was snow on his head and shoulders, and there were dots of snow between his eyebrows and eyelashes, making him look like an immortal.
Seeing him walking so slowly, Gan Zhenning's heart was pounding.
But she came to her senses immediately.
Hey, this is the princess’s junior brother!
They won't stay here for long, so she can't lose her heart, or she will be devastated by lovesickness in the future!
"Miss Gan, is my senior sister still in the small hall?" Yin Yunting walked up to her and asked softly.