Chapter 173

Tian Yuqiao helped design a sketch of Nanshan Temple according to the appearance of the temple he had been to in his previous life. However, such a design is unprecedented. At least in this era, there are still no temples on such a large scale.

When Fang Wenhao reported the drawing to all levels and sent it to the big prince, the big prince was not a bag of wine and rice. Naturally, he also had a strong interest in the drawing.

After thinking about becoming an emperor, I might as well build such a Chuang Tzu outside and raise some wild flowers inside. Isn't it fast?

However, when he saw the Tallinn behind him and the mausoleum of his twelve emperors, he immediately frowned. The heart secretly "bah" twice, and the heart said that fortunately, it was all finished. In short, it was a mausoleum, but surrounded by incense, it was still not suitable for hiding Jiao in a golden house.

After giving up the idea, he was not interested in the drawing, so he handed it to one of his bodyguards.

"Go, take this thing back to the Imperial City, ask your father for instructions, and see if you can practice like this."

The bodyguard took the drawing and rode back to the imperial city overnight.

Because things have changed here, the original pattern has been broken, so the project on the mountain has stopped. All the 500 people under Lao Jiu helped dig stones and cut down trees on the mountain.

After a month, the imperial city finally brought the imperial edict of the old emperor.

The prince didn't expect that his stingy father agreed!

"Hum, it's too much. He didn't hesitate to fight for such a little hairy child. He even used such a big pen." the big prince was so angry that his chest swelled.

The two charming little beauties around him put a peeled grape in his mouth and sent a glass of wine to his mouth.

"Emperor, why do you have to be angry with the old emperor? It's not just right now. You've done this thing well. At that time, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty will not be impressed with you?"

"Yes, emperor, not only can't we covet the money this time, but also we should repair the Nanshan Temple beautifully, so that the old man can know your filial piety and your brotherhood to your brother."

The beauty really spoke differently. The big prince was right when he heard it. Why don't he give in to his favor and build the temple beautifully, which can be regarded as a show of his feelings as a big brother to his twelve younger brothers.

The most important thing is that before, there were a group of old immortals, just like flies, buzzing around his father's ears all day, saying that he had a heart of disobedience or something. Now he will do it well and see what those old people dare to say.

"Well, what the beauty said is right. I'll repair the mausoleum for the twelve younger brothers this time. Maybe the old man can come and check it in person. If he doesn't do it again, he can stay here. Ha ha, ha ha, come on, beauty..."

As soon as the prince was happy, he even hugged two beauties and began to turn clouds and rain.

When Lao Jiu learned that the eldest prince agreed without saying a word, and handed over all the second appropriation of the imperial court to himself, he couldn't believe it.

The heart said that the great prince has changed his sex or something? I didn't embezzle a penny. Since the top didn't move the silver, the scar naturally didn't dare to move, so he handed all the silver to Lao Jiu intact.

Lao Jiu naturally did not dare to move the money, so he summoned people and decided to build a large-scale construction.

When huikong learned about it, he was so happy that his mouth hung up to his ears.

"OK, OK. I didn't expect that my senior brother left me such a big family business. It's good. It's really good."

Seeing that he was a little proud, Fang Wenhao reminded him, "master, since the temple was built by the emperor, it belongs to the royal temple. What you just said can't be said outside."

"Amitabha, my little brother is right to remind me. Alas, people who have lived for two lifetimes just talk differently. Tut Tut, the world is hot and cold. It's hard to feel the feeling of dragon and tiger lying down now."

Hearing what he said, Fang Wenhao looked at huikong with new eyes and dared not make a mistake in front of him.

Although the old monk eats meat and drinks a little out of tune, he has real skills. How can he know that he is a man of two generations? Was it because he was on the south mountain that day?

Fang Wenhao's face was constantly changing. At this time, the old monk huikong sat cross legged and meditated. The old monk had already settled down.

"Every time my martial uncle drinks too much wine, he will say some strange things. Hehe, brother Hao'er, please don't put it in your heart." Yuanji said helplessly.

"It's all right. Will your martial uncle be the abbot here in the future? You'll have to help take care of the tombs of the twelve princes in the future." Fang Wenhao looked a little depressed.

After all, there is his own body buried there. Although he has been reborn now, he still hopes that his own body can be taken care of by others.

"Well, that's certain. We will take good care of the tombs of the twelve princes. After all, the imperial court helped us carry forward Nanshan Temple. Now we should help take care of the tombs of the twelve princes." Yuanji said.

When Fang Wenhao went down the mountain and told Wang the good news, Wang was stunned.

The small broken temple with only three rooms on the mountain is going to become a grand temple. It's like a dream.

Tian Yuqiao said with a smile, "Hey, mom, I knew it would be so easy for the emperor to promise. I should have designed more halls."

Tian Yuqiao really regretted it. She didn't expect that the old emperor should pay so much attention to the little prince who rode on the street.

Fang Wenhao drew from the corner of his eye and said, "fortunately, you didn't add so much, otherwise it's estimated that the emperor couldn't agree. This is a lion's big mouth. Even the Royal Cemetery doesn't have such a large scale."

"Ha ha, I'm just kidding. Don't be too serious." Tian Yuqiao said.

The little guy doesn't care about these things now. He has his own new favorite ~ ash.

The family's wealth is too arrogant and charming, and Jin is inseparable from Tian Yuqiao. No matter how the little guy bribes, Jin pays little attention to him. Only the little milk dog ash, who has just been a full moon, is very sticky and nice now.

The little guy is now with gray and greasy all day. One person and one dog are inseparable.