Chapter 113

In the king's Dynasty, there was no king with a different surname, and the Duke was respected. There are now a total of 27 princes in the court. Naturally, their ancestors have made great contributions to the imperial dynasty. However, with the passage of time, the contributions of those years will always fade. Some princes have no real power in their hands and are gradually marginalized. In a few years, I'm afraid they will become pure furnishings.

As his Majesty's companion when he was young, although he Guogong was not as low-key as Lu Guogong, he gave people a feeling that he could never be shaken, but at least there was no need to worry about these. The most obvious manifestation of the holy family was that he, not others, was sitting in the drizzle of Jingjue temple.

Jingjue temple is not only the other courtyard of the Imperial Palace, but also the private Temple of the king family. He is not here to pray for his majesty today, but to entertain a distinguished guest on behalf of his majesty.

He was not worried about his power and status, but he was worried about whether he could not get up tomorrow if he sat on the wet and cold ground for too long - Futon had not sat for many years. If he had not had a lot of experience when he studied in yimaozhai in his early years, he felt that he might fall down at any time.

Thinking of this festival, he couldn't help but have some stomach Fei to the distinguished guest. He immediately thought about the intimate magic power of the other party in the legend. He was slightly nervous. He quickly silently announced a few Buddhist names, piled up a smile, and looked into the depths of the quiet room covered by heavy curtains and white smoke to express his thanks again.

"Zen Zi is willing to drive lotus here to solve the problems of Buddhism for his majesty. He is more willing to preside over the plum blossom meeting in person. This is really the glory of the imperial court."

The breeze came slowly and took away the residual fragrance in the quiet room.

I don't know how Zen Zi reacted to these words. The eminent monk of Guocheng temple and the Duke of he made a noise and said these nonsense that must be finished.

He Guogong looked deep into the quiet room, pondered for a moment and asked, "I heard that Qingshan sect went last night. Is that really the other residence of immortal Jingyang?"

The opening of the cave in the hooligan mountain last night could not be concealed from the imperial court, but just like many great monastic sects, the imperial court also thought it was false and did not send anyone at all. But just this morning, some obscure news came out, and Guocheng Temple didn't hide it.

"That's just a joke played by two real people."

Zen's voice is clear and ordinary, but it is enough to make the listener respectful.

In today's world, who is qualified to tell the story of two qingshanzong real people in such a calm tone?

Duke he pretended to be surprised and asked, "the man under the auspicious cloud?"

Zen said, "it should be after my old friend, so take care of it."

He Guogong wants to look at the nine peaks of Qingshan mountain. Your old friend should be the disciple on Shenmo peak. It really has something to do with immortal Jingyang. However, since Zen Zi personally confirmed that it was not Jingyang immortal's cave, he didn't think deeply. He casually said: "there should be no outstanding figures among the green mountain disciples participating in the Plum Blossom Festival this year. It's inevitable that he has some regrets. He doesn't know when the closed disciple of the green mountain leader can come out."

Compared with Luo Huainan, Zhongzhou Pai Bai Zao, Tong Yan and Tonglu, the three generations of Qingshan disciples who have never been to Nanshan, Gu Han and Jian Ruyun do look a little shabby. Although it is said that Zhao Layue will come, she is young and has a special identity.

An old monk of Guocheng temple said gently, "isn't there another well nine?"

He Guogong didn't notice that before saying this sentence, the old monk took a look at the depths of the quiet room and said with a smile: "I heard that this son did well in the sword test of Qingshan, but how to catch up with figures such as Luo Huainan and Bai Zao, the most important thing is that he has to participate in the chess club to challenge Tong Yan. It's really interesting."

The room was quiet and no one laughed with him. The scene was very boring.

He smiled awkwardly with the Duke, and thought of another important thing. After hesitating again and again, he said, "the imperial concubine wants your blessing outside the temple."

This is the meaning of seeking to see.

Several old monks of Guocheng temple and the abbot of Jingjue Temple looked deep into the quiet room.

White smoke swirled, and Zen Zi's true face could not be seen.

After a moment of silence, Zen's voice sounded again.

"When I lived her, it was both mercy and fate. Today, she is blessed. Why do you want more? See you again. "

He Guogong understood what he meant and dared not speak any more.

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There is a locust forest outside Jingjue temple. There are several carriages parked in the forest. Looking at the simplicity and low-key, we can know from the number of bodyguards around that the identity of the people in the car is very important.

The breeze falls with drizzle. Although it is deep spring, it is still a little cold.

A eunuch came out of the car and motioned the bodyguards to return to the car to take shelter from the rain.

This is Jingjue temple. Now there are dozens of eminent monks of Guocheng temple. Where should we be so careful.

"That is, the mother is kind-hearted, and even these little things are on her mind."

Said a mammy in the car.

There was a beautiful woman sitting by the window. Her face was very beautiful. There was a beautiful feeling between her eyes, but it also gave people a feeling of innocence. There was a temptation that men could not resist.

She is the most beloved concubine Hu in the palace these years.

"I also came from a poor family. I know what it's like to be in the rain in the mountains. If Zhu guixinshan hadn't saved my life from the sanxiu, I would have died."

Hu Guifei showed a sad look on her face. She thought about the words she had told the Duke to follow her. She clenched her teeth and said, "if you don't see it, you'll disappear. I don't believe it less..." she was going to say a few cruel words. She was afraid that the people in the temple would listen. After all, she had respect and love for Zen son. When she exported, it became another meaning“ I don't believe no one else can help this palace! " The mammy turned her eyes and said, "do you want to invite Zhongzhou pie?" Few people know that concubine Hu is very close to Zhongzhou sect. Last year, the Xihai sword sect held a four seas banquet, and the Zhongzhou sect made an exception to send the disciple named Xiang Wanshu, which was her influence. Hearing this, Princess Hu not only didn't like it, but looked suddenly cold and said in a harsh voice, "if you say this again in the future, go out of the palace by yourself." The mammy somehow offended the master and quickly knelt down to beg for mercy. Concubine Hu Guifei is a smart person. She knows that she can try to invite Zen son to come forward with her love in those years, but she must not use Zhongzhou school, because Guocheng temple has a close relationship with Qingshan sect, and Zhongzhou school and Qingshan sect have been facing each other for many years. Not to mention the momentum, they are not in favor of each other. The orthodox sect is the foundation of the imperial dynasty of the human race. If she picks out from it because of her own affairs and even really causes any trouble, don't say that she is just a high-ranking imperial concubine who has just been favored for several years. Even the empress, I'm afraid she will be directly abolished and put in the cold. A palace maid said softly, "Lord Shi said a few days ago that the Qingtian Division has been staring at the Qingshan sect." Imperial concubine Hu said angrily, "how dare the Qingtian division treat the Qingshan sect? You know, that is the descendant of Jingyang immortal. Our palace just wants her to admit a mistake, but it doesn't work! It's said that the man named Jing Jiu is going to challenge Tong Yan. I'll see how he ends! " Chaoge city was shrouded in drizzle. The people waiting in line outside the city gate have put on hats. Well nine became no longer eye-catching. The city guard took the slightly wet guide from him and asked, "where are you from? What are you doing in song city? Well nine said, "go home." According to the investigation of Shangde peak, the home of Qingshan disciple Jing Jiu is in Chaoge. In fact, his home is really singing. After 20 years, he returned to Chaoge city again with much less emotion than last time. The last time I met him in Chaoge city was a winter snow, and this time it was a spring rain. When he was in a small mountain village, he learned that spring rain is as expensive as oil. For people living in Chaoge City, spring rain is also like oil, which makes Qingshiban road very slippery and annoying. Of course, the spring rain will also attract many good sentences from poets. Jing Jiu doesn't care about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Naturally, he can't write poetry, but he likes spring rain. Whether it is the spring rain falling on the awning boat, the eaves or the hat. It's like he would move into the house to sleep on a snowy day, but he had to leave the window open. In a sense, he is a living poetic man, but he doesn't know it. Wearing a hat, he walked in the streets of Chaoge city. He ignored the ubiquitous array atmosphere and looked through the rain and fell elsewhere. For example, the ripples in the beggar's soup bowl under the eaves are stirred by the rain. For example, the young woman on the wupeng boat under the bridge who is preparing boat dishes is fanning the fire of the small mud stove. For example, a girl who forgot to bring her umbrella ran by the alley. Her temples were full of little Pearl raindrops. There is a quiet courtyard deep in the alley. The cornice of Taichang temple can be seen not far away. Shangde Feng found it very clear that the ancestor of Jingjiu once served a former Emperor, so it is very natural that his home is here. The wooden gate of the courtyard is very old. The moss at both ends of the stone steps is wet by the rain. Everything seems so peaceful. Well nine hesitated for a while before walking forward. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.