Chapter 320

The snow in the prince's house is getting thicker and thicker, and the chill in the study is getting thicker and thicker. The array seems to have lost its function.

I don't know how long it took. Prince Jingxin spoke again. His voice was a little cold and said, "I really don't know what to do to satisfy my father and Emperor."

Liang Taifu said, "just like now, it's best to do nothing."

Jing Xin glanced at him and stopped talking.

He understood what Taifu meant. If he didn't do anything, he would naturally not do wrong. Then his father had no reason to expel him from Chaoge city.

With the support of the Zhongzhou school and yimaozhai, we naturally have the support of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty. No matter how strong our father and emperor is, we also need to rely on all officials to govern the country. We should always consider their attitude and the discussion of the world.

But now after receiving this letter from Bu Laolin, can I still do this?

Liang Taifu said, "you can't hide this matter. Your highness wrote a letter in person to write down all the details of this matter, and then please send a letter to immortal Yunmeng Mountain."

Jing Xin's eyes showed a determination and said, "that's it, but this letter must be sent to immortal Bai in person."

Liang Taifu said, "there is another thing that must not be known to Zhaili."

Jing Xin got up, saluted Liang Taifu and said, "you can only trouble Sir here."

Liang Taifu said, "I will communicate with Mr. Bu in private."

He had studied in yimaozhai for many years and had the same friendship with Bu qiuxiao, the current leader of yimaozhai, but he was not confident that he could persuade each other.

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In another two years, Chaoge City ushered in another spring.

The fat shopkeeper appeared in the prince's house again. He seemed to be getting fatter. I don't know how people like him can be lenient.

This time, he directly gave Bu Laolin's conditions: "Your Highness, please help us send someone into Taichang temple."

Hearing this, Liang Taifu's eyes became a little cold and said, "when you tried to enter Taichang temple, you caused the anger of the righteous sect, and then there was the extinction of Yuntai. Do you think I might agree to your request?"

"This is not the time, and if the Taifu is not at ease, he can use prohibition."

The fat man smiled and said, "we just want to send a letter to someone inside. We can't do anything else."

Liang Taifu was silent for a moment and asked, "is that all?"

The fat man said, "that's all."

Liang Taifu looked into his eyes and said, "you should know the fate of the messenger."

The fat man said, "the messenger himself knows."

Liang Taifu said, "you are also a messenger, so are you ready to die?"

The fat man looked fearless, smiled and said, "the letter paper can be turned over and written on one side. It doesn't have to be torn off on the spot."

Liang Taifu also smiled and said, "such a big event, what is wasting some stationery? When you go back, you must be torn off."

The fat man thought and said, "maybe so."

Liang Taifu took a step forward, got closer to him and said, "are you willing?"

"Twenty years ago, I was seriously ill and had no medicine to cure. Cloud dreams were hard to find. The Moqiu road was far away. I was bound to die. I was lucky to survive only after I was given a fairy pill."

The fat man said, "I have lived well with my family over the years. Even if I die now, I still earn money. How can I not be reconciled?"

Liang Taifu said, "I can make you live better."

The fat man smiled and said, "if you believe, you should have the consciousness of faith. Leave."

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It has been almost three years since Lu Ming left the Chaoge city. There is still no conclusion whether to return to the dynasty as an official or take refuge in the Castle Peak.

Duke Lu sat in the house with a tea bowl in his hand. He looked out the window at the spring. He occasionally thought about his son's recent situation. He still thought about it more often.

Everything is normal in Taichang temple. Every few days, prisoners will go to the place where the sun is not visible in a black cloth car.

Until today, no one can escape from the town demon prison, and even none of the bodies have been sent out.

What is the situation of well nine now?

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The second prince, Jing Yao, was two years older.

The content of Gu qingjiao also extended from reading to practice.

But Jing Yao is the blood of the emperor and the inheritance of the fox demon. His practice is much more troublesome than he expected.

Gu Qing was not sure, so he went to ask imperial concubine Hu. Unexpectedly, imperial concubine Hu knew nothing.

Hu Guifei's Taoism is not shallow. The problem is that she is born with Taoism.

Before Zen enlightenment, she was extremely ignorant. If it weren't for Zhu Guizhu's helper, she would have died long ago. How could she know how to practice fox demon.

Looking at the embarrassed appearance of concubine Hu, Gu Qing sighed silently, thinking that she had let Xiaohe learn from her. I really don't know what she thought.

He suddenly had an idea and sent the letter originally intended to be written to Shenmo peak to ask for help to his martial sister to Guocheng temple through the secret channel of his family.

...... In Guocheng temple, when Liu was ten years old, he was surprised and happy to receive Gu Qing's letter. After reading it, he handed it to Xiao He. After reading the letter, Xiao He was very angry and said, "he teaches the prince in Chaoge city. The scenery is infinite, but we grow vegetables in the monk temple. It's just that we need our help. Who's the credit at that time?" Liu shisui knew that she just stayed here too long and was a little boring. She complained casually, smiled and left the house. Sure enough, Xiao He finished complaining. He took out a new stationery and began to answer Gu Qing's questions. She saw very clearly that no matter what Liu's future would be at the age of ten, Shenmo peak should be Gu Qing's. Liu left the garden at the age of ten to help in front of the temple. Only in the winter two years ago did he know that many patients in Chaotian mainland would go to Moqiu to ask the monks of Guocheng temple for treatment. The number of monks in Guocheng temple is limited. Naturally, they work very hard and basically have no rest. The words are bleak. Many patients often die before they can see the yellow wall of Guocheng temple. The death of Moqiu has become an idiom in the world. Fortunately, in addition to medical monks, there are also many monks who are good at doing Dharma in Guocheng temple. On the way away, the dead could hear at least a passage of the past. The monks in the law hall do not cure diseases or do anything. They just interpret scriptures and uphold laws. In other words, the monks here only study and practice miracles to protect the Dharma. They naturally have a high status in Guocheng temple and are not disturbed. Yin San likes this kind of quietness very much. Xuanyin's father didn't come out from the ground for a few years, but he still feels a little lonely. So every morning he would go to the kitchen of the front temple to have dinner and listen to the fat monk arguing with others. For several years, he was familiar with the fat monk. One morning, he handed the fat monk a paper bag without trace. The fat monk opened the paper bag and found that it was a roasted dog leg. His saliva almost flowed out and thanked him“ I'm best at making dog legs. " Lao Zu smiled, patted him on the shoulder and turned away. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.