Chapter 1426

Shen Qingci passed the fenglun king, and his face became more and more clear. Only the words he said in his mouth were like knives, which made fenglun King's heart rise one by one.

"I really want to thank you, princess. If it was not for the prince, I would not have stolen the iron melting skills in your country. Thanks to the iron melting skills, those firearms were able to exist."

"So thank you, Lord."

Shen Qingci saluted the king fenglun.

What's the matter with such a great favor, Lord fenglun, can't you accept this sentence of thanks?

Then, with a few breaths, the king of fenglun turned his eyes and was already fainted.

The smile on Shen Qingci's face is falling down bit by bit.

Then he took his cape and hat on his head and walked out of the prison.

As for what the Lord fenglun intended, no one will know about it in this lifetime.

The so-called art of longevity is indeed in her hands, but no one can know it.

Shen Qingci came out. When the warm sun outside fell on her eyes, her trembling eyelashes lifted up, like a butterfly flying, secluded and sprinkled for generations to come.

She raised her hand, but also took that wisp of Qing Yang, and then slightly raised the sleeve, but left a piece of fragrance.

In 625, Dazhou fought with cangtao, and became famous in the battle of Damei, becoming the first of the four countries.

Then there will be peace in the world for at least a hundred years. After a hundred years, whether there will be a share of the world will be beyond their control and worry.

In this world, if we unite, we will divide; if we divide, we will unite.

At that time, they will have done the past, and later generations will have their descendants. They just do what they want to do, and the rest will be left for future generations to say.

They have done what they can and can't do. In such a peaceful and prosperous age, what they give to future generations is also the trace of warmth and spring left by them for the world.

At this moment, it seems that all the flowers are in full bloom and the garden is full of spring.

On this day, master Jingkong made a special French ritual for the wife of the Duke of Wei and the biological mother of Princess Shuo. It was the day of her death.

Master Jingkong came over and gave them a Buddhist ceremony.

Shen Qingci also put his hands together, "hard master."

"It should."

Master Jingkong said with a smile that his white face was pure and ruddy, and he didn't need it. Just like he was in his twenties, this skill was a little white faced one, although it was a bit disrespectful to describe a Taoist monk in this way.

But Shen Qingci didn't understand why the king of fenglun just took a fancy to her at the beginning, and tried his best to get her to cangtao. Why didn't he take the little white faced monk away?

"What's wrong with Lao na?"

master Jingkong asked Shen Qingci with a smile.

Master, can we be modest?

Shen Qingci really doesn't want to pick his stab, but if she doesn't pick others, she will stab herself and return it to the old nun. It's also a success to call a poor monk. No, is master Jingkong poor or poor? If he doesn't have money, he needs ten thousand taels of silver, and he hasn't been soft.

At this time, a small dot came out from behind Shen Qingci.

He also reached out his little hand to master clearance.

"Uncle, hold it."

Master Jingkong's eyes were like water flowing at this time. He stretched out his hand and easily picked up the little girl, and then quietly her small face.

"Well, it looks good. Do you have a good meal? "

" yes. "

Fruit son nods his small head forcefully, "fruit son is very hard to eat meal."

That's good. Master Jingkong is indifferent to anyone and everything. Only the children who died of Shen Qing are special. Maybe this is the so-called stepparents.

At this time, he was an ordinary uncle, not a famous eminent monk.

The empty mage put the child in his arms down, then released her little hand, and then touched her small head.

The fruit son also understood to run over, two small hands are to hold the mother's hand, only a pair of big eyes are looking at the master of the clearance from time to time.

Master Jingkong put his hands together again and recited the name of Buddha.

"This child is the kindness of God to Da Zhou."

Especially for such a beautiful and lovely little girl. If the elder sister is not here, he will be the only uncle in the future. He must be the one to take care of him.

A little monk came over with a small white porcelain vase in his hand.

Master Jingkong took the vase and put it in front of Shen Qing.

"What is this?"

Shen Qingci took it and opened it. It was also placed under his nose. He smelled a faint smell of medicine, which seemed to be a mixture of various flowers.

It is light, fragrant and clear.The clearance mage closed his hands together.

"A hundred kinds of fragrance, a hundred kinds of dew, a hundred kinds of flowers, a hundred kinds of flavors."

Shen Qingci's eyes widened slightly.

"You know?"

"Heaven's chance."

Master Jingkong laughed, "don't use that method any more."

He then looked at the white porcelain cup and said, "this is what I asked the monks in the temple to pick in this mountain. This mountain is unique. There are hundreds of flowers and honey. There are also hundreds of incense and hundreds of dew. At this time of every year, I will give it to you."

"The Lou family's daughter cherishes the world and will protect the people. Please treat me kindly."

"And..." He laughed again. "Remember to donate more sesame oil money. The monks' shoes need to be changed, and the way down the mountain needs to be repaired."

The little monk on one side lowered his head more and more.

Master is master.

It takes money.

It's just, crazy.

Shen Qing gave the white porcelain vase to Daxiang on one side. He also carried her daughter and left. She was moved for a long time. It turned out that it was for silver.

The old monk, all of them have gone into the money hole.

"I thank Princess Shuo very much."

The master of Jingkong then gave a light salute to Shen Qingci's back.

"Master, they didn't tell us," the little monk whispered to remind master Jingkong.

"She'll give it."

Master Jingkong still laughs. "She's not bad for silver. She's also a good Samaritan. All the expenses of xiangjue temple in the future are hers."

"You go to calculate where we need money here. We can't let go of all the corners. Make a list and send it to the Shuo palace. Remember to write more."

Master Jingkong gave another command, "don't forget the same thing. The mountain is very miserable. When the man is in a good mood, he has to go up some more, otherwise it will not be good for him in the future."

"Why not

The little monk doesn't understand.

As long as the master opens his mouth, what kind of silver can't be obtained?

"They may not be able to come back for a long time," master Jingkong sighed. "Who can I ask for it? Now I need more money this time. There are too many places in the temple that need money."

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