Jianling

Ever since Meng Xing moved into the side hall of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he had never seen his noble elder brother again. Originally, he thought it would be a big deal to spend more time with this man who missed his younger brother. There are seldom times when he doesn't get what he wants.

Unexpectedly, Chu Jingshen was well aware of his soft-eared problem. He didn't go back to Yangxin Palace for half a month and stayed in the concubine's bedroom every night.

When Chu Jingshen walked to Chu Wanzhen's bedroom, Chu Wanzhen had just received a letter from the prince's brother, and immediately took some powder to make her eyes red, and when she saw Chu Jingshen, she sobbed profusely, tears streaming down, and secretly pinched the roots of her thighs His hands are also merciless.

"Father, are you willing to see me?"

Chu Jingshen pinched the center of his eyebrows irritably, and scolded: "What about me, what did you learn when you went out?"

Chu Wanzhen followed the good: "I know I was wrong. I have learned the sword, the knife, the spear, and the halberd. Now the sword is better than the cold water, and the sword is infinitely better than the blue. When it comes to guns and halberds, the world is unprecedented. None of the eleven can fight."

Chu Jingshen understood, her own daughter learned the incoherent hooliganism from her cousin.

"What do you want to tell me?"

Chu Wanzhen took a deep breath, she knew that the gag just now was her last cleverness, but Chu Jingshen obviously didn't like it, and when she said what was in her heart, she might die without knowing how to die.

But what kind of person is Chu Wan? Since he was born, he has committed crimes knowingly and regards death as his home: "I want to tell you that it is wrong to detain a son-in-law, and if you want to be imprisoned, you should come to my bedroom."

As she expected, Chu Jingshen's serious and indifferent expression changed instantly.

"Nonsense!" Chu Jingshen jumped up as soon as he sat down, his eyes darkened with anger, and his hands started to move again to smash things. I can't even find the teacup, "You...you show me some shame! Do you want to find a son-in-law? Okay, I will find it for you. The king of the northern barbarians who doesn't stop in the north, you marry me and get married! Save a day Seeing you every day makes me upset, the queen and I will wipe your ass, and you want your brother to wipe your ass again?!"

Chu Wan was really used to being scolded by him, so she immediately shrank her neck, tears streaming down her face, but Chu Jingshen didn't like this this time, after all, being a son-in-law is definitely not a joke, especially recruiting his own cousin to be a son-in-law, it's so absurd However, he could not refuse because of this, Emperor Chongde was still his father no matter how ignorant he was, and he was still a generation of emperors no matter how greedy, he could not let it be known to the world, so that Emperor Chongde would be criticized by thousands of people after his death.

At any time, we must insist on the statement that Prince Gong's son died prematurely, and the name Chu Jingxing must never reappear in the world.

"Why not? Master, he is handsome, has high martial arts skills, and is knowledgeable. Baopuzi is the emperor's benefactor, and master is Baopuzi's apprentice. Isn't this background inferior to those idiots in Huadu?"

Chu Jingshen got a headache from her quarrel, and shouted: "Shut up! I make my own decision about your marriage, and it's not your turn to intervene!"

"Why can't I intervene in my marriage? I want to be with Master!" Chu Wanzhen was also anxious, and hurriedly yelled, "Father, you keep your word, why are you like this!"

Chu Jing took a deep look at her, and suddenly asked, "Do you know... Chong Chongxuan's son?"

Chu Wanzhen was taken aback for a moment, not expecting him to change the subject so quickly, and stammered for a moment: "Ah? He... he is my junior brother, you know. He is just an ordinary person, and his sword skills are inferior, compared to Erchen's." I don't know how much."

Chu Jingshen seldom asked her about Jianghu affairs, and in the past, she only cared about whether she was satisfied with her basic necessities of life when exchanging letters, and she didn't mention a single word to Shen Shenxuan. conflict.

Although Shen Zhongxuan has had a grudge with her for a long time, he has never harmed her, except for Yundu's refusal to let her get angry that night, Shen Zhongxuan did not treat her badly.

Chu Wan really hoped that Chu Jingshen was just out of curiosity, but no matter how ignorant she was of the world, she could still guess the great grace of heaven, how could she take the initiative to care about a fledgling young swordsman just out of curiosity.

Unless he wants to recruit Shen Chongxuan into the pagoda——Chu Wanzhen has only a half-knowledge of the internal affairs of the pagoda, but she can guess some methods of power rule. Of course, those tricks will not be open and honest. Meng Xing didn't know how sad she would be if Shen Zhongxuan got involved in the pagoda for her own affairs.

"... Ordinary people? Poor swordsmanship?" Chu Jingshen looked at his favorite daughter, chuckled a few times, and said, "He is the son of Blood Guanyin, a man who is drunk with swords. A few days ago, this Mr. Shen killed his enemy with his hands, the cold water is evil."

Chu Wanzhen was stunned, subconsciously lowered her head, and heard Chu Jingshen ask coldly: "Or, my daughter's martial arts are so high that even Han Shuisha is no longer in my eyes?"

"...No, I don't dare." Chu Wanzhen swallowed, "But how could Zhong Xuan be Han Shui Sha's opponent... Someone must help him? Is it Feng Lin? Feng Lin promised that Master would avenge him...Father, you have worked so hard every day, and I am so worried about your health. Why do you have to worry about the affairs of the court and the Jianghu? Break things..."

Chu Jingshen snorted coldly, stood up and flicked his sleeves and said, "You are glib. You are also a teacher of Ding Ding Jian, so I don't think you have made any progress at all!"

"Father!" Chu Wanzhen hurriedly got up and said with concern, "Why do you suddenly care about Shen Chongxuan? Is there a shortage of pagodas? Why don't you ask your son to help..."

Chu Jingshen was very annoyed: "I have my own plan, you feed me obediently, and you are not allowed to interfere with Meng Xing and Shen Chongxuan's affairs, otherwise you are rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and I will let the crown prince be punished for you."

Chu Wan was so anxious that she jumped around in place and wanted to defend herself, but seeing Chu Jingshen before leaving her bedroom, she suddenly looked back and stared at her with a bit of sadness in her eyes.

Chu Wanzhen's heart was chilled by that look, and she felt a palpitation inexplicably. The moment Chu Jingshen's bright yellow clothes pushed the door out, the sun was full of rays of light, as if the evening sun was about to end, and the afterglow of loneliness rushed into her arms.

"...Father?"

Chu Jingshen shook his head, and said loudly: "Shi Lian, take good care of Princess Shunning, and report any abnormalities at any time."

Never had her father ever shown such a disappointed look in his eyes. Chu Jingshen has always been like a god and Buddha who looks down on all beings without emotion or anger, always calm and aloof.

Chu Wan felt inexplicably sad, looked at the thin figure leaning against the palace gate, and whispered, "Shi Lian, is that you?"

The figure moved slightly, and Shi Lian's gentle voice sounded immediately: "Young monk is here, what is your Highness' order?"

"Shi Lian, Father, did something happen to him?"

Shi Lian responded to her peacefully: "Your Highness is overthinking, His Majesty just doesn't want you to go astray."

"Wrong way?" Chu Wan was really puzzled, and asked, "I just like Master, so is this wrong way?"

Shi Lian was silent for a moment, then quietly asked: "Does Your Highness really like the Drunken Sword?"

"Master is beautiful, has a good personality, and is unparalleled in martial arts. Who wouldn't like him? Father is too stubborn." Chu Wanzhen muttered and complained, then remembered something, and whispered, "By the way, Shifu Lian, have you ever liked someone? Whether you have a good personality or martial arts, if you like someone, you can easily succeed in courtship, right?"

"...Amitabha." Shi Lian didn't expect her thoughts to escape so quickly, and quickly suppressed the chaotic heart, and said softly through the door, "Your Highness, this little monk is a monk."

Chu Wanzhen sighed again: "Yes, master is also a Taoist priest. But monks don't kill animals, you two are more cruel than the other."

Shi Lian chuckled, and said silently: "If the little monk doesn't kill, how can he help His Majesty protect the common people in the world?"

Chu Wanzhen pressed against the door boredly, and chatted with him without saying anything: "Then you said, didn't the father promise to hand over the pagoda to the hall in the future? Why don't you let the hall use its hands and feet now?"

Shi Lian recalled Princess Shunning's recorded wrongdoings in the past three years, and persuaded her with conscience: "Your Majesty is at the peak of spring and autumn, and I don't want you to be involved in murder."

"Shi Lian..." Chu Wanzhen whispered, "Isn't this palace very untrustworthy?"

"What do you mean by your highness?"

Chu Wan really thought about it, and then said: "When encountering danger, Master always protects Shen Chongxuan, and Shen Chongxuan protects the main hall. That day Cheng Zijian went crazy, and both Master and Shen Chongxuan were injured, only the main hall was unscathed. ... Cheng Zijian dared not hurt the hall, but Master and Shen Chongxuan are still worried, is it because the hall is too weak?" She paused for a long time, and then said, "It's the same in the palace, everyone is afraid of the emperor. Brother Huang and this hall are very respectful, but Brother Huang has moved to the East Palace and can share the government affairs for the emperor. This hall is still proud of the favor of the emperor... Everyone does not believe in this hall. Master is out of responsibility and heavy Xuan is kind by nature, and the rest of the people who approach the hall are all to please the father."

"Your Highness," Shi Lian interrupted her for the first time, and the calm and docile Zen Master showed a little anxiety for the first time, "Your Highness, why do you think so?"

Chu Wanzhen casually picked at the pattern on the door, and said casually, "Because it's all true."

"...Little Monk has never thought so." Shi Lian whispered, his voice was as gentle as ever, but he changed his usual ambiguous attitude, and rarely responded firmly, "You are Da Wanchao The most respectable princess—this is what this little monk thinks since he first met you."

Since he was still an unknown little monk, since he was selected as the next Shilian, since he entered the palace for the first time to meet the saint, under the guidance of the former abbot, he met Emperor Wu Sheng, from he obediently walked into the pagoda, and bumped into the climber. From the time when the distant spring light illuminated his eyes, he had quietly betrayed his Buddha amidst the pious sutras of the monks.

He was born and grew up in the pagoda, but he never thought about the suffering in the world for a moment.

Just because his faith does not lie in the Tathagata, let alone sentient beings, his refuge lies within the palace walls, above layers of jade majesty, in places that are unthinkable, unreachable, and unseen.

"What did you say?"

"The little monk said," Shi Lian closed his eyes slowly through the door, far surpassing the piety when chanting sutras, "the little monk enshrines to you, eternal loyalty."

The author has something to say: Shi Lian really has his own ideas... At first, he was just a tool person, although the dual merchants and explosive martial arts skills are excellent, but there is no emotional push line machine.But it’s really easy for me to lose control of the character, probably because the outline is not detailed enough55555