The marshmallow thought for a while and said, "are you ok?"

Ah Zhao asked, "what's ok?"

Marshmallow answered: "the man was approached by the emperor two months ago. The emperor announced his identity. In the beginning, the ministers in the court were not very close to the male Lord, but in the past two months, they have been subject to the male Lord's aura The male master's great talent is under the outline. "

"Everything is perfect." Finally, the conclusion is made.

A Zhao: "it's just

She looked at the marshmallow for three seconds.

"You know what I'm asking."

"The system can only roughly detect part of the situation related to the man and the task," said the Committee wrongly. This, emotional, not in the scope of marshmallow business

A Zhao: "it's just

She rubbed her forehead with some headache: "forget it, when my mother comes, I'll ask her."

-

in a quiet mountain outside the capital.

Zhan Ming is standing here.

There was a temple here two months ago, and now there is a temple.

The temple where he lived was burned. How many things were involved in this? How could the emperor not know?

The palace was furious and found out a number of clans. King Xin, king of Wen, was sent to a fiefdom. King Yu, who had always been a favorite in the palace, was stripped of the title of Lord and put in prison.

The emperor loved his grandson, whom he had not seen for many years, and knew that he had a deep affection for the place where he grew up. He sent skilled craftsmen here to imitate the previous temple and rebuild a temple, planting trees and paving grass.

There was no sign that half of them had been burned.

But it's different.

After seeing Zhan Ming for a long time, his entourage felt uneasy: "Your Highness?"

Zhan Ming shakes his head: "I'll stay here tonight."

The entourage was in a hurry: "Your Highness, this is not safe. We should rush back to the capital as soon as possible..."

Zhan Ming looks at him from the side of his head and successfully blocks the words of his entourage.

It is said that his highness TAISUN became a monk when he was young. He has a deep Buddha nature and has developed a cold nature that no one is allowed to enter.

However, from this royal highness, the attendants did not see the compassion of the monk at all. On the contrary, he felt that his highness was like a jade carving. Although it was gorgeous and noble, he was cold and cold, and had no popularity at all.

That look over, although can't see how severe, but inexplicably let people shiver, dare not speak more.

"You are all outside. You are not allowed to come in without my command." Walking to the door of the familiar courtyard, Zhan Ming's eyes trembled and said faintly.

"Yes."

The door of the courtyard was closed behind him.

The yard was silent.

Zhan Ming walks slowly into the room.

Open the door.

Bed, table, stool, green cloth Futon.

There are even two scriptures on the table, one of which has been opened a few pages and spread out in a corner.

The people sent by the emperor are really fierce. They are so powerful that they can't see that they are not half right.

But even if you can't see it, it's still fake. Fake and real are different.

Zhan Ming swept the room without expression and went out.

He went into the yard, went to the stone table that had been sat down countless times, and sat down.

From the afternoon, sitting to dusk, and then to the willow head on the moon.

He just sat quietly, not saying a word or moving.

Unfortunately, the yard is still this yard, but the benefactor who often lives in his yard doesn't come.

After a while, Zhan Ming looked up and finally got up.

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the third shift.

See you in the evening ~