Transmigration: A Farm Girl's Brocade-Chapter 73 - Asking for Help_1

Chapter 73: Chapter 73 Asking for Help_1

Chapter 73: Chapter 73 Asking for Help_1

Qian Yixiu looked beautiful, but the most excited was Qian Yeejin. He scrutinized his sister from every angle and nodded, saying, “It should be like this, Young ladies should dress up beautifully. This way, when you go out, it also brings honor to us men.”

Qian Yixiu couldn’t help but scoff inside; that bear child always had a talent for covering his own face in gold.

Lady Wu was ready to lead the younger siblings and the little monkey out with a large basket on her back when trouble arose again.

Monkey Brother wouldn’t move, sitting on the ground being stubborn. It pointed at Qian Yixiu’s new clothes, then pinched its red fur, baring its teeth and wailing.

The Qian family could now understand its “mute language”—it was jealous of Qian Yixiu’s new clothes.

Qian Yixiu had no choice but to go back to the room to find a set of old clothes and small pants for it to wear. Though they were a bit too large, she rolled up the sleeves and pant legs a few times, and tightened the waist with a string; they could barely fit.

Monkey Brother was at first pleased, but upon wearing them, realized the clothes were dull and patched, making them unattractive, and it wasn’t willing anymore.

Qian Manxia coaxed, “Monkey Brother, be good, I’ll make you new clothes later.”

Cheng Yue echoed, “Yeah, we’ll make you new clothes.”

Qian Yeejin then said, “What a little man you are, making such a fuss over new clothes—it’s so embarrassing.”

Monkey Brother wasn’t happy and continued to jump up and down, causing trouble. Qian Yixiu became anxious and said, “Didn’t we all say we’d make you new clothes when we get back? Why are you still causing a scene? Though these clothes are old, they still cover your ugly butt. If you’re going to make such a fuss, then you won’t go meet the little monk with us.”

Monkey Brother, wanting to see the little monk, had no choice but to compromise. Still angry with Qian Yixiu, it didn’t hold her hand but instead clung to Qian Yeejin’s hand as they walked out. It wore rags and wiped away tears with one hand; the sight was truly pitiable.

Even Lady Wu, who had been reluctant to make it new clothes, couldn’t bear not to now.

Upon entering the village, they saw groups of people walking towards Xiding Mountain in twos and threes. The miserable Monkey Brother stole all the attention, and nobody noticed Qian Yixiu in her new clothes, leaving Qian Yeejin feeling somewhat gloomy.

When they reached the center of the village, which was the road in front of Qian’s Main Courtyard, they stopped. They watched Qian Yeejin head east for private matters, while Lady Wu, holding the little monkey and leading her granddaughter, went north to Xie Huzi’s House.

Lady Wu, Madam Xie Huzi—Lady Lan—Qian Mandie, and the wife of Manhe—Lady Wong had already agreed days before to meet here and share a donkey cart to Xiding Mountain.

There were already five people seated on the donkey cart, along with a few baskets. Everyone laughed and played with the little monkey, complimenting Qian Yixiu as well.

Qian Mandie envied and smiled at Qian Yixiu, “Xiu’er is handsome, and dressing up makes you even more handsome.”

Lady Wong praised the tiger cub basket as attractive. Qian Yixiu, pleased, said, “This was made by my mother; I hope it can sell for a good price today.”

A woman picked up the tiger cub basket, exclaiming in amazement, “Isn’t Lady Cheng simple? To think she’d managed such a coincidence?”

Realizing her faux pas, she blushed and awkwardly laughed, “I’m sorry, Sister-in-law Wu.”

Qian Yixiu rolled her eyes and snatched the tiger cub basket back, placing it into one of the baskets.

Upon reaching the base of Xiding Mountain, they disembarked from the donkey cart. The place was bustling with pilgrims and small vendors doing business, and also macaques begging for food from the visitors.

Suddenly, an unbelievable scene unfolded—the macaques, as if startled by something, started to collectively panic and scramble up the mountain. At first, there were a few, then dozens, and later on, hundreds formed a line to escape to the back of the mountain. Some pilgrims screamed and dodged out of the way, while others who were slower nearly got pushed off the mountain.

Everyone was amazed and had no idea why this was happening.

Qian Yixiu had a plan in mind and quickly pulled off the cloth covering the cage and wrapped Monkey Brother up in her arms.

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They had climbed the mountain path for about a quarter of an hour when the terrain gradually became more gentle. The place was bustling with noise and crowded with people; peddlers were shouting their wares on both sides, and ahead was the famous Daci Temple of the Great Qian Kingdom.

Qian Mandie and a few others went to find a stall to sell their goods, while Qian Yixiu said she wanted to take Monkey Brother to the temple first to visit the little monk.

Lady Wu disapproved and said, “Yixiu, we’re here on serious business, to sell goods before playing around.”

Qian Yixiu pulled Lady Wu and said, “We are here on serious business.” She then whispered to her, “Yixiu has a way to make more money, Granny just follow without saying a word.”

Lady Wu knew her granddaughter was clever and chuckled as she tapped her little head.

When they arrived at the entrance of the temple, they saw a little monk, about eight or nine years old. Qian Yixiu approached and said, “Little Master, I am looking for Little Master Hongji. I have brought Monkey Brother especially to see him.”

The little monk also recognized Monkey Brother and brought his hands together in greeting, “The little reverend uncle lives in the back courtyard’s meditation rooms, little benefactor, please follow me.”

Qian Yixiu knew that Hongji was of high rank but hadn’t expected him to be of her grandfather’s generation.

They followed the little monk, turning left and right as they made their way to the back courtyard. Monkey Brother, returning to a place he had visited before, was so excited that he was calling out and jumping around, and in the blink of an eye, he had run out of sight.

The little monk laughed and said, “Don’t worry, little benefactor, the little monkey has stayed in the temple for over two months and is familiar with every place. He surely ran ahead to the little reverend uncle’s meditation room first.”

They arrived at a small courtyard and saw Little Master Hongji standing at the Moon Gate, laughing and holding Monkey Brother. The courtyard was decorated with white walls and black tiles and had several crimson diamond-shaped wooden windows set in the walls, nestled among splendid greenery. This place was definitely one of the finest residences in the temple.

Despite having guessed that Little Master Hongji was a ‘second generation official’ of the temple, the situation suggested that his status might be even higher than she had imagined. Having connections in the court makes work easier, and today’s matter, with his help, was likely to be successfully accomplished. Qian Yixiu felt secretly overjoyed.

When he saw them approaching, Hongji put down Monkey Brother and greeted Lady Wu with hands clasped, “Good day, lady benefactor.” Then to Qian Yixiu, he said, “I had been planning to visit your home to see Monkey Brother a few days ago, but my master said you would definitely come to the temple today, so I have been waiting here.”

“To think that your master could predict that we would come to the temple—it is no wonder he is an esteemed and wise monk,” Qian Yixiu exclaimed in surprise.

The little monk said unabashedly, “Of course.”

After exchanging a few pleasantries, they gave the original handcrafted monk shoes to Hongji. The little monk held the shoes, his eyes and eyebrows curving into a smile; the shoes were not only attractive but also cool to wear.

Then, Qian Yixiu whispered a few words into Hongji’s ear, “… Little Master, I’m begging you.”

Hongji looked puzzled and said, “You’re so strange. There’s so much space outside for you to sell your goods, why insist on selling them inside the temple?”

Qian Yixiu had intended the high-end strategy for her products right from making them, aiming to chase after the rich and noble folks’ palanquins to sell. Now, having made an acquaintance with the temple’s ‘second generation official,’ she could take a shortcut. Besides, she had another plan in mind. If she could pull off that one thing, her family wouldn’t have to fear Yama Raja Xu anymore.

She replied, “How can selling outside be the same as selling inside the temple? My family’s goods are high-end, grand, and classy; naturally, they cannot be sold alongside those ordinary items.”