Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

Chapter 663: Following Cause and Effect

That day when Shen Zheng went to Quanyang Temple to worship Buddha, she looked at Jue'an for a moment. Just as she was about to step forward, Jue'an clasped his hands together, bowed, turned around and left.

It was obvious that the other party recognized her, but he implicitly rejected her request for conversation.

She didn't understand what Jue'an meant if she was forced to understand it from the perspective of "Buddhism".

Perhaps it can be called...

“The two of them are not destined to be together yet”?

But when did Xu Zhubu see Jue'an?

Shen Zheng asked. Xu Zhubu thought for a moment, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and recalled: "When I was donating incense money in the side hall, Master Jue'an happened to be there, and... he recognized me, and then he said that the twelfth is a good day."

"I don't find it strange that he recognized you, but I don't think it's strange that he recognized me..." Xu Zhubu suddenly frowned, "It's strange to say, at that time I thought it was not strange that he recognized me, but now that you mentioned it, I feel..."

"You have never been to Quanyang County, let alone Quanyang Temple. How could he recognize you?" Shen Zheng expressed his doubts.

Xu Zhubu nodded: "As far as I can remember, I have never seen him."

As they talked, the topic of their conversation turned increasingly towards metaphysics.

Shen Zheng shook her head. "Forget it. Don't think too much about it. Buddhism emphasizes the law of cause and effect. If that person really has wisdom...it's not something we can control. If he said twelve, then it's twelve."

When Jue'an looked at her, there was a smile in his eyes without any malice, so she didn't want to delve into it.

Doesn’t Buddhism emphasize compliance with cause and effect?

What she and Xu Zhubu were doing was based on their true intentions and the consequences of their actions, so they were naturally responsible for that.

Hearing her say this, Xu Zhubu's frown relaxed a little, and he said with a smile: "My lord, when you said this, you sounded like a high monk, and there is something mysterious in it."

Shen Zheng turned around in confusion, then raised his hand to touch his head, "........This is still for you, I still have to walk in the world."

Xu Zhubu was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "Then I will follow you too."

As the two were talking, Liang Fu came over, dusting off his clothes. "Sir Shen, everything is ready. When are we going to start the trial burning?"

Shen Zheng pondered for a moment and looked up at the sky.

If glass is calcined in a kiln, it usually takes half a day, or between one to two hours, to calcine minerals such as white sand into a plastic form.

It was now the Shen time, which was about four o'clock in the afternoon...If she and Liang Fu tried to cook today, they would probably not be able to make it in time for dinner at the county government office.

But Abbot Jue'an's words greatly aroused Shen Zheng's curiosity. She wanted to stay in the cloth workshop for a while on the twelfth day of the first lunar month to see what the "twelve good things" that Jue'an mentioned were.

Is the weather good?

Or is everyone just lucky today?

Or is this day.....an unexpected surprise in it?

It sounds a bit metaphysical, but Shen Zheng feels that he should go.

Then...the "wasted" time must be found elsewhere.

"Please prepare it." Shen Zheng said to Liang Fu, "Light up the stove first, I will be here soon."

Liang Fu agreed immediately and walked towards the blast furnace room.

The temptation of calcining glass was too great for him, and he was afraid that Shen Zheng would not want to try it today.

After Liang Fu left, Xu Zhubu was about to ask to go back to the county government office so as not to waste their time, when he heard Shen Zheng ask, "Has the red envelope for the start of work been sent out?"

A few days ago, she asked Xu Zhubu to prepare a red envelope for the start of work. Unlike the year-end gift, the amount of the red envelope for the start of work was not large, only 120 coins, in order to bring good luck.

"It has been sent out." Xu Zhubu took out a bulging red envelope from his bosom and said with a smile, "I haven't opened it yet. They accepted the red envelope and wanted to come to the printing house to see you. I might."

Shen Zheng was stunned, her lips slightly curved, "They come here to make a fuss, which delays things. Let them go to the government properly."

After Xu Zhubu left, Shen Zheng went to the well to wash her face, dried it with her sleeves, and then went into the blast furnace room.

After the firewood ignited the charcoal, the temperature of the entire blast furnace room rose rapidly. It was clearly winter, but Shen Zheng and Liang Fu put on summer clothes before everyone else.

Under the high temperature, Shen Zheng wrinkled her nose, feeling a ball of fire entering her body from her nasal cavity, wandering through her internal organs, burning her so much that she couldn't help but gasp and exhale heavily.

On the other hand, Liang Fu seemed not to feel the heat at all, his expression was calm, he even picked up the charcoal tongs, opened the furnace mouth, and continued to shovel the charcoal.

Shen Zheng gritted her teeth upon seeing this.

The old man is in such a strong body, she can't let him down at the critical moment!

She went forward and placed the raw materials in the order they were to be put into the furnace. The approaching heat made her breathing become more rapid.

Liang Fu was shoveling charcoal with one hand, and with the other hand he took out a dripping wet cloth from the basin beside him and handed it to her, "Does it feel bad?"

When Shen Zheng saw the wet cloth, she took it quickly and wiped her mouth and nose like a camel seeing a source of water in the desert.

Liang Fu smiled and said, "You are new to the furnace room. You have been able to hold on for so long. You are already in good shape. If you really can't stand it, go out and take a breath. Don't try to be brave."

Shen Zheng repeatedly wiped her mouth and nose with a wet cloth, but to little effect.

I don’t know if it was because the breath she exhaled was too hot, or because the temperature in the furnace was baking the entire room, but the wet cloth was stained with a little warmth.

On the other hand, Liang Fu's cheeks were clearly reddened by the fire, but his expression was still calm, and he even had the leisure to talk to Shen Zheng: "I am not trying to comfort you with these words. The furnace room is different from other places. It takes time for our bodies to adapt. People with good physical fitness may only need a few days, but those with poor physical fitness..."

Shen Zheng heaved a long sigh of relief and asked him, "How many days will it take?"

She felt that she might have a "poor physical constitution".

Liang Fu seemed to have thought of something, with a smile on his face: "I feel dizzy every time I enter the furnace room. I can't adapt to it at all."

"......" Shen Zheng's face turned pale when she heard this, and she struggled to ask, "Is there really someone like this?"

"You think there aren't any?" Liang Fu put down the charcoal tongs and began to count on his fingers: "In the Ministry of Works alone, I have seen... well, three. These are just the ones I have seen with my own eyes over the years. There must be others I don't know about. They look healthier than you, all young and strong men. As soon as they entered the furnace room, they looked like 70-year-old men, with red faces and swollen necks, and they kept coughing. In the end, I had to help them out."

When Shen Zheng thought of that scene, his expression became strange.

An old man with gray hair, nimbly helped a weak man up...

She can't do this!

If she were seen by everyone in the printing house, where would she keep her face?