During the primary phase of the imperial exam, the most bustling place in the capital was the temples, with an exceptional number of people leaving the city to pay their respects to Buddha every day.
Yang Zhumu, watching his sister write calmly, said, "Everyone is going to burn incense and worship Buddha, and since we have a carriage, should we also go and pay our respects?"
Zhulan, "....Brother, sincerity is what truly matters. Rushing to seek Buddha's aid at the last minute is not the way."
Yang Zhumu thought indeed it was true; one cannot fool Buddha. Their family seldom burned incense or worshipped Buddha, and to start begging now might be seen as insincere, "We won't go, we won't."
Zhulan had completely forgotten that she herself had sought Buddha's aid at the last minute before.
