Quick travel god stick demeanor

When Liang Dong walked out of the gate of the Shen residence, he looked up and saw a solitary moon in the sky, no stars and no clouds, he thought, tonight you are just like Dong, alone, without companion or companion?

The cool night wind blew over, which cleared up his feverish mind, and he was no longer only immersed in the love of his children.

The concubine of the Shen family calculated that Yue'er was ahead, but Yue'er rebelled against the general.After all, it was their fault that disturbed the peace of Fahua Temple.Then the next moment, the meticulous planner was framed and lost his innocence.

But why would Dong and Liang Yiwen be involved?

***

Early the next morning, Liang Yiwen went to Fahua Temple with gifts.At that time, Xie Ange had just had breakfast.

Tutuo and travellers, who get up early, use iron plates or wooden fish to announce the dawn along the street. With the sound of shouting and the crowing of roosters, they walk through the streets and alleys and fly into thousands of households.

When Liang Yiwen was led by the little novice to meet the abbot, he walked into the simple and quiet courtyard, and saw tall tea trees with lush greenery and luxuriant branches. Fascinated.

Liang Yiwen felt as if he had seen an exquisitely conceived and peerless picture scroll. The combination of monks, trees and books seemed so harmonious and natural.

However, no matter how superb a painter is, it is difficult to describe the implication of being out of dust, and the smell of books that seems to be right under the tip of the nose.

The little novice came to the side of the monk and whispered a few words.

His throat rolled a few times, Liang Yiwen felt a rare tension, his hands and feet became stiff.God knows, even if he went to see his father, he would not be so concerned about gains and losses.

After the little monk finished speaking, he left quietly under Xie Ange's gesture.

Xie Ange put down the scriptures, raised his head slightly, and raised his eyebrows and eyes, revealing his sharp facial features.

Liang Yiwen almost held his breath, this is too young!

He didn't look like an elder at all, and no one would suspect that he was his peer.

But once he saw this face, Liang Yiwen didn't doubt the blood relationship between them at all, especially the pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to be drawn with fine brushwork. Feng, majestic and beautiful, is exactly the same as the people in the Nanliang royal family.

Xie Ange looked at this stiff young man who was almost at the same arm and feet, couldn't help laughing, and flicked his sleeves, "Benefactor, please sit down."

Under the empty tree, there was a futon, a low table, and a pot of tea and two teacups on the low table.

But in Liang Yiwen's view, these things were originally there.

- It's just a little illusion.

Liang Yiwen sat down on the futon, took the cup of green tea, and drank heavily.

"Ah... hiss... hot..."

Xie Ange: "..." Are you so thirsty?

Seeing his appearance, Xie Ange had no choice but to pour a glass of cold water and put a green pill in it. After the pill melted, he handed the cup to him.

After Liang Yiwen gulped down the glass of water, he felt a burst of coolness spreading from his mouth, and the pain of scalding quickly disappeared without a trace.

He felt surprised, "Huh? Okay? So fast?"

After this oolong, the strange atmosphere between the two subsided a lot.

After Liang Yiwen apologized, he couldn't wait to ask about Xie Ange's heroic experience in these years, such as how to kill the enemy, how to save people and so on.

Although the image of Xie Ange did not meet his imagination—a majestic face, a tall and strong figure, and a heroic character, this did not prevent a young man from giving full play to his imagination.

On the surface, Xie Ange even looked a little handsome, very much like those helpless scholars - of course he was not.

But it's impossible for him to lift up his monk's robe and show this silly roe deer his eight-pack abs!

Xie Ange was deeply depressed.

Moreover, in his opinion, Liang Yiwen's question was not appropriate enough.

Since Xie Ange had saved someone, it meant that someone's life was in danger.Xie Ange never felt that such a life-threatening accident could be shown off.

Every life is worthy of respect.

Maybe, Liang Yiwen didn't have bad intentions.He's just a slightly reckless young man who doesn't know how to understand the pain of others. He's just out of curiosity, which can't really be called a bad thing.

But Xie Ange himself did not intend to use other people's misery as a topic of conversation in order to satisfy his curiosity.

For the sake of his lack of malice, Xie Ange picked and said some not-so-scary content to satisfy the stupid roe deer's strong thirst for knowledge, and then chased away the guest mercilessly.

If Liang Yiwen was more interested in the beauty and happiness of the journey, Xie Ange thinks he would be more willing to share these beautiful experiences.

Liang Yiwen, who was unaware of this, was foolishly happy, and left contentedly.

Just as Liang Yiwen left on the front foot, the little novice who passed the message on the back foot came again.

"Abbot, just now a female benefactor who has been in a coma has been sent to our temple. The masters who are good at medicine have all seen it, but they can't see the problem, so I specially asked the monk to come and invite the abbot to come."

Xie Ange sighed, flicked his sleeves, put away the items under the tree, and went to the meditation room.

In the distance, before stepping into the meditation room, Xie Ange saw a room full of great monks, all of whom were medical masters in Fahua Temple.

Their expressions are not nervous, but a little puzzled.

"No, judging from the pulse condition, isn't this just falling asleep?"

"Amitabha, brother, there is no one who can sleep for seven days and nights without eating or drinking."

"Who said there is no one? The abbot can definitely."

"The problem is, the abbot is a disciple of Buddha, but we are mortals."

"..."

To be honest, when it comes to medical skills, Xie Ange is by no means the highest level in the temple.

But he has a high level of cultivation and a strong spiritual sense, so he can directly see the focus of a person's disease. This is a much more convenient and clear method of diagnosis and treatment than feeling the pulse, so he can quickly prescribe the right medicine, and often receive miraculous effects—— No matter how bad he is, he can still use spells.

For ancient Chinese doctors, the first and most important step in seeing a doctor is to judge the patient's condition. The genius doctor Bian Que also specially summed up the four diagnosis methods of seeing, hearing, asking and feeling, which shows the importance of this step.

As a man with cheating, Xie Ange directly skipped the first step. Over time, his medical skills became supernatural. It is not an intractable disease that the monks can't solve, and it is rarely brought to him.

"I've met the abbot." The great monks said in unison.

Xie Ange nodded, glanced over the long couch, and saw a beautiful woman lying on it, with curved willow-leaf eyebrows and soft facial curves, she looked soft and affectionate, but her peculiar hump on her nose and straight lips , It also shows that this is an extremely assertive woman.

Undoubtedly, she is beautiful, even though she is pale, she still can't hide her beauty.

The man standing before the collapse was extremely handsome. He looked at the sleeping woman worriedly and affectionately, without giving anyone else a look.

His image is extremely embarrassing, with an unshaven beard and a dusty body after a hard journey, but this does not diminish his charm, but weakens his aggressiveness in appearance, making him look like a wandering swordsman , leisurely and melancholy, but closer to the world.

The greetings from the great monks awakened the man, and he hesitated for a moment when he saw Xie Ange—is this person really reliable?

But in a split second, so fast that others could not see clearly, he restrained his disrespectful attitude, only glanced at Xie Ange, then turned his head and continued to look at the woman, as if nothing was enough.

With his back to everyone, Zheng Shaohua looked tired and said in a hoarse voice: "This is my wife—Liu Yumei. She has been in a coma for no reason since seven days ago, and she hasn't woken up until now. I heard that the master of Fahua Temple has superb medical skills, So come here for help."

"If my wife is safe and sound, I would like to donate half of my family property as sesame oil money to the Buddha, and I hope the masters will do their best."

Although Zheng Shaohua is busy with travel and dust at this time, he is extremely confident.His clothes are made of the best materials, and every piece of jewelry on his body is priceless. The average family wealth is enough to buy more than a hundred Fahua Temples.

As long as these monks have foresight, they will definitely be moved by the monstrous wealth, so they will use the bottom-of-the-box medical skills to save his wife.

He had already inquired clearly that there was a miracle doctor hidden in Fahua Temple, who could bring the dead back to life.

Zheng Shaohua's voice was full of repressed pain, it was extremely affectionate.

Even the single monks in the room couldn't help showing sympathy.

But Xie Ange raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a sarcastic smile.

There is no benevolence of doctors at all.

***

Royal study.

Liang Dongdao: "Shen's nature is gentle and gentle, and she is respectful and cautious. She is a good woman. My children and ministers only hope that they can be united with her forever, grow old together, and hope that their father and emperor will be perfect."

The emperor looked deeply at his eldest son who was not enterprising.

Shen Shi, the daughter of the emperor's important ministers and the granddaughter of the great general, her status can be described as precious.

"Since Mrs. Chen is a beautiful woman, if you are such a famous woman, wouldn't it be a waste of her to match you?" the emperor said bluntly.

Liang Dong was his eldest son, and he had placed high hopes on this eldest son.

Dong Zhe, extremely also.

The son of heaven, the building of the country.

It's a pity that Liang Dong lived up to the name and his expectations.

Clever is a bit clever, but his conduct is bad, he bullies men and women all day long, spends his time in a playful way, and is unbearable to be a king.

Liang Dong shook his folding fan, his phoenix eyes were smiling, and the corners of his mouth curled up. He was coquettish and suave, and said indifferently: "I am the king, and she is the minister. There is only a reason why she is not worthy of me. How can there be a reason why I am not worthy of her?"

——Yue'er, Dong swears, this is definitely not what I mean.

"Father, aren't you a fool?"

Although the words are very annoying and unworthy of beating, this is the consistent style of the prince of Nanliang.

Since he wanted to abolish the elders and establish the younger ones, the emperor treated him tolerantly and tolerantly. He only sneered when he heard the words, and said somewhat disheartenedly: "Zuo Zhuan said, rewarding and celebrating the punishment and prestige is called the king. Just you? For the king? Or count?" Alright, let's talk about it later!"

The eunuch on the side watched his nose and his heart, just pretending that he didn't hear the most honorable father and son scolding each other at all.

In the palace, if you want to live long and well, sometimes you have to be deaf, blind and dumb.

At night, the emperor went to rest in the queen's bedroom and mentioned this matter.

The queen smiled softly, and said empathetically: "Your Majesty, the young Mu Ai, it's human nature, the eldest prince is also at this age, it's due to the negligence of my concubine, who didn't consider his lifelong affairs."

"Young Mu Ai?" The emperor snorted coldly with disdain. Did the group of Yingying and Yanyan in the backyard of the eldest son put on a good look?

"Zitong has a heart."

Hearing this tone, the queen's smile became more real.

"The child of the Shen family, the concubine has also seen it. De Rong's words and deeds are all good, but——" The queen paused, a little embarrassed.

"Just what?"

"It's just that she is like the moon god of the Guanghan Palace, she has a slightly colder temper, and I'm afraid she is a little out of this world." Under the night, the queen said tactfully.

The emperor was silent, and the queen was not embarrassed, she continued speaking naturally.

"On the other hand, the granddaughter of the Great General has the most lively and lovely personality, and she is very delicate and pretty. She is a perfect match for the First Prince. She will surely be prosperous and harmonious in her daily life."

"I think that evildoer is determined to marry Mrs. Chen, and I'm afraid it will waste your time." The emperor said in a deep voice.

What is deserted?I'm afraid it's almost the same if he is aloof and ignorant of world affairs.Marrying such a woman is better than marrying a Bodhisattva back home!

At least the Bodhisattva can bless you for a safe journey after receiving incense.

That's why Zitong thought about being a loving mother all day long, so she used to cover up the good things said by the rebellious son, what a loving mother has many failures!

The queen laughed lightly, "Your Majesty's words will really hurt the courtiers and concubines. Marriage between a man and a woman is the order of the matchmaker according to the words of the parents. The courtiers and concubines are just doing their duty. How can it be called a heart?"

"The Eldest Prince is the eldest son of His Majesty. He has a noble status, but he has not had many heirs so far. When he marries a concubine this time, he should have a few side concubines, and spread the leaves."

It would be an understatement to say that Liang Dong didn't have many heirs. He didn't have a single child at all, which wasted the delicate flowers in his backyard.

The emperor was dissatisfied with the eldest son, and a large part of the reason came from the heirs.

Playing songs every night, just blooming but not bearing fruit, the emperor sometimes had to suspect that the eldest son's body had been hollowed out.

How can such a prince be a monarch?

"Ms. Shen, dignified and virtuous, can be regarded as the main concubine. Mrs. He is blessed with good fortune, so she should be the side concubine. Your Majesty, Mrs. Shen and Mrs. He happen to be cousins. This Ehuang Nvying is also a good story."

Having been in the palace for so many years, the queen knows the emperor well, and she speaks every word with reason and sincerity.

The queen felt that she was really a motherly heart, and there was no more competent stepmother in this world than her.

Shen Shi and He Shi are all noble girls from famous families.

The emperor is the lord of the world, and he has the capital to be proud.Although he seems to dislike his eldest son, and usually scolds him from time to time, he can't stand others' dislike of his eldest son.

My son, I can dislike it all I want.

However, others can't do it, and it's not good to say a word.

Therefore, the empress never speaks ill of the eldest prince, she only speaks good things, and is only a worthy empress.As for the application of eye drops, some people are willing to do it for her.

This is the charm of power. You don't have to do it yourself at all if you don't want to do it. Some people are willing to do it for you.

The emperor praised: "It's hard for you to think so thoughtfully for him."

After being silent for a while, he said again: "I have wronged you all these years, and I always think about him, but I don't see him acknowledging it. Ah Wen is also grown up, and it's time to start a family and start a business. You help him take a good look at him and choose a good wife."

"What Your Majesty said... Don't worry, Your Majesty, the concubine will take good care of Ah Wen."

The queen tried her best to restrain herself, not to reveal an ecstatic tone, and replied in the usual gentle tone.

In terms of establishing a career, Ah Wen has already received an errand.As for a virtuous wife, do ordinary concubines need "virtuous"?Only the mother of a country is truly worthy.

What is the difference between the emperor saying this and directly promising the throne?

Her Ah Wen, the day has finally come.

Finally, there was no need to bow down to the useless eldest prince, the empress was so excited that she almost wanted to cry.However, her expression was still so gentle and moving, as if she didn't hear the emperor's implication at all.

The emperor was even more satisfied with this.