I just want salty fish [Transmigration Book]

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Belated double festival blessings, I wish you all a happy double festival! !The scumbag author squatted at home alone to code...

Come back for daily updates! !Thank you for reading. The previous chapters [-], [-], and [-] have been slightly revised, and they are generally unchanged. Some small details about how Ji Zheng and the emperor get along have been added. If there are any unclear points, you may need to browse them (sorry QAQ bow)

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Under the flickering candlelight, Ji Zheng could only see the figure of the person in front of him, barely covered by a light gray sackcloth, once the wind passed, the sackcloth couldn't hide the chill of early winter.The figure that landed on the vermilion lacquer pillar behind him was as broad and straight as a solitary pine on the cliff.

The sharp jaw line is faintly reflected in the candlelight.

Ji Zheng shivered violently, and his teeth trembled wildly.

Xuanqian is no one else, the original book stinks that he is the most eye-catching eminent monk, young and promising, deeply cultivated, and has been trusted by the royal family. He enters the palace three times a month to pray and chant sutras. Before and after the expedition, he would sit in meditation with him for three days.

He was supposed to be the successor of the next abbot, but this dignified monk did not become a monk for a few days, because he hated the faint emperor, and then returned to the common life to help Mingci Yue seize power. He once used the temple when Mingci was in danger. She had covered him, but as for the blackness that turned into hatred, it was after Ming Ciyue ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor...

How could Xuanqian happen to appear here, and what does the phrase "waiting for a long time" mean.

Just now, Ji Zheng pretended to embrace someone but her arms were still vacantly stretched in the air, and now she slowly fell down in embarrassment, "I'm bothering Master Qingxiu, I just admitted my mistake at Ye Hei, so I'm going to find a beauty..."

He didn't wait for Xuanqian to reply, he turned around and ran quickly along the corridor as if fleeing.His back was numb, as if there was a vague gaze staring at his spine.

There was no sound of footsteps coming from behind, but in the blink of an eye there was another ray of candlelight, stubbornly lingering in the cold wind.

Probably the noble lady hiding here, "Quick, beauty helps me..."

The lights were raised, and Ji Zheng could see clearly, there was a shiny forehead again, sword eyebrows and star eyes, a very sharp nose, and those eyes were extremely deep, half-closed and slightly opened to look at him.

Just now, Ji Zheng ran wildly for half a mile, but in the blink of an eye, Xuan Qian overtook him like a ghost in the night.

Ji Zheng took a deep breath and stood there motionless.

The monk's voice was extremely low, like the morning bell and evening drum in a mountain temple, "The Holy Majesty's eyes are not dark, but here..." He touched Ji Zheng's chest in the air with his hand.

It was agreed that the monks would not tell lies... Ji Zheng understood this time, the monk was calling him unscrupulous in a different way.

Ji Zheng suddenly realized that he hadn't abdicated yet, and this man hadn't returned to vulgarity yet. He, a tyrant, met a monk from his own royal temple, so there was nothing he could do.

"Okay, master, if you don't stay in the temple to pray for me, what are you doing in the back garden of the empress dowager at night!"

Xuanqian took half a step back and bowed slightly, "The Empress Dowager called Xuanqian this time to pray for the unborn little prince, but perhaps the poor monk has limited cultivation and cannot perceive the existence of the little prince's blessing."

Ji Zheng said seriously: "Oh, then you may have to ask Concubine Ying to feel his pulse."

Xuanqian turned a deaf ear to it, and pushed the door on the side of the corridor beside him, "Xuanqian wants to have a heart-to-heart talk with the Holy Majesty, to help the Holy Majesty solve his inner doubts, pray for the little prince, and pray for Dayan."

Ji Zheng poked his head and looked inside, shrinking his neck for a moment, the atmosphere inside was too gloomy, as if the Empress Dowager had prepared a meditation room for Xuanqian in her own palace to copy scriptures.At this time, the candles all over the floor seemed to be doing some sacrificial ceremony. It was obvious that Xuan Qian had already prepared them and was waiting for him to come.

However, Ji Zheng has no way of retreating, Xuan Qian is like an impenetrable wall, if he takes a step forward, Ji Zheng has to take a step back, like a small trapped animal in a trap, being forced in step by step.

As soon as I entered the house, the space in the house was closed and quiet, and there was the usual sandalwood incense in temples.Ji Zheng Huang seemed to have really entered the thousand-year-old ancient temple deep in the mountains. He began to quickly recall what he had done to disturb the eminent monk. To be precise, it was the evil deeds of the original owner.

"Is there anything you want to tell the poor monk?"

Xuan Qian sat opposite him, watching the flickering candles together.He didn't urge Ji Zheng, but Ji Zheng could feel the clear and identifiable indifference and disgust in the direct sight.

Ji Zheng swallowed her saliva, and forcibly supported the design, "Didn't I just forcibly occupy the land of Lingcang Temple to build a small garden, a few pieces of land, and I will return you double in the future."

Xuan Qian shook his head, "Oh really."

It does not appear to be the case.Ji Zheng thought for a while and said: "Didn't I just snatch a few of your tattered scriptures last time, and return them to you if you want them, and add incense money to you."

Xuan Qian shook his head, "I see."

Ji Zheng's scalp was numb: "Every time you chanted scriptures and prayed for blessings, I fell asleep. Next time I will go and listen to you knocking on the wooden fish."

Xuan Qian squinted at him, his eyes slightly surprised, and his expression became more and more dangerous.

Ji Zheng searched his mind and revealed everything about the original owner Chen Zhima's rotten millet.Yan Kingdom has a long tradition of worshiping Buddha, but the original master fears neither heaven nor earth, nor ghosts and gods, nor does he believe in gods. He has offended Lingcang Temple countless times.He didn't know what Xuanqian was pursuing, but he subconsciously stopped talking.

"Did your Majesty send the harem concubines out of the palace recently?"

Ji Zheng was taken aback for a moment, and heaved a sigh of relief, this wasn't the only good thing he did recently.He smiled lightly, and nodded casually, "It's a trivial matter, master doesn't have to..."

But seeing Xuan Qian's expression darken, he suddenly approached, "I'm tired of seeing them sent out of the palace, and want to re-elect a new batch of newcomers?"

Ji Zheng backed away hastily, "I won't choose anymore, I won't open the harem anymore."

Xuanqian was too close, and Ji Zheng could feel the sandalwood fragrance soaked in the monk's body for a long time, and the heat accumulated by long-term martial arts evaporated.

"Don't open the harem? How could the Holy Majesty's temper..."

It was so hard to do a good deed, but no one would believe it... Ji Zheng felt how successful he was as a tyrant.

"Just now, with open arms, he came towards Xuanqian, chanting the name of the girl's family, and kept looking for a beauty." From that face that had been restrained and frozen in a thousand-year-old ice layer Spouting these words became more and more discordant, scratching the ears of others word by word.

Ji Zheng explained: "I'm really not looking for Xuan Qian..."

Xuanqian expressionless: "Oh, so you are looking for Xuanqian?"

Ji Zheng: ...

"If you are so reckless and greedy for pleasure, where do you want to put your family, country and society in your heart?"

Xuanqian's breath was very cool when he crossed over, and suddenly he circled behind Ji Zheng again, making his hair stand on end.Ji Zheng wanted to cry but had no tears, he was shocked and wronged in his heart, everyone believed that he was tyrannical and greedy.

"Your Majesty... do you still want beauties?"

Don't want beauties... Could it be that he wants to quit drinking, sex and sex, and convert to Buddhism?

In the darkness, Ji Zheng only felt a flash of air behind him. He panicked and subconsciously covered his black hair, "Don't touch my hair!"

However, the hair was intact, but something icy cold was wrapped around his body, softly clinging to his body.

Ji Zheng had lingering fears, his middle clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and he was wearing a very festive red velvet jacket. Without even thinking about it, he tightened the monk's cassock that he put on, vented his anger, and fell down on his buttocks trembling. on the ground.

"Presumptuous, I am the Son of Heaven!" The Son of Heaven's voice softened a bit, he was clearly reciting the most terrifying name in the world, but his tone seemed to be begging for mercy, "You, you are so presumptuous, don't want me to donate land and land to you Is the incense burning?"

Xuanqian shook his head slowly, "Xuanqian doesn't seek anything outside of himself, but only hopes that the Holy One will wake up as soon as possible, work hard, and be able to afford the great Yanshan River."

Ji Zheng was dumbfounded.

It is estimated that only Xuanqian who doesn't want money or life dares to say this to the little tyrant, he doesn't take imperial power seriously at all.

No way, someone really expected what the little emperor who was emptied would do.It's been so long since Ji Zheng came here to play the role of a tyrant, it's the first time someone told him to change his ways. He gritted his teeth and stomped on the ground, "Do you know what I'm talking about! Why didn't I wake up, why didn't I work hard, come on, come on ..."

In the next moment, the candles all over the floor went out at the same time.

Ji Zheng's eyes widened suddenly, almost moistening his eye sockets.His mouth was covered with a hand, and the breath was in his ears, "It's cold in winter, tonight Xuanqian will sit quietly with His Majesty and pray for blessings for the little prince."

It turned out that there was a sound of footsteps passing by outside the door, it seemed that just a few noble ladies saw that the emperor had disappeared, and they were enjoying themselves playing.

"Come here quickly, the emperor can't be found! Those guards know that the emperor is playing around again, and they block the outside of the courtyard one by one, and no one dares to break in."

"Keep your voice down, and be careful not to be caught by him as a concubine if he hears it. I heard Aniang say that the emperor's temper is violent, and the girls who entered the palace before were not in his eyes, so they were driven back. Today, I have a look at the concubine sister. It's not like that, alas, Kong has given birth to a handsome gentleman's skin..."

"Stop talking nonsense, be careful that the walls in the palace have ears."

Several people walked lightly and glanced at the room at the same time.

Ji Zheng raised his head subconsciously, and held his breath. If someone caught him with this embarrassing appearance, then he, the villainous tyrant, could really shut himself up.

It's just that the moonlight was so clear outside the house, and Xuanqian forced the emperor to sit cross-legged by him in the dead silence inside the house, and he couldn't see anything clearly from the outside.

The noble ladies staggered away.

"They are all afraid of the Holy One." Xuan Qian said softly, he could clearly feel the trembling of the thin body in front of him, "but the Holy One is also afraid, if the Holy One works hard and does nothing wrong, what are you afraid of?"

Ji Zheng shook off his hand, and said angrily: "I am the emperor of this big swallow, they are naturally afraid of me, and you should be afraid of me too!"

Xuanqian paused for half a second, and his eyes were obviously a little bit disappointed, "It seems that the meditation tonight has not worked yet, Xuanqian is with the Holy One, the night is still long, I have already told the Empress Dowager that the Holy One has the intention to sit quietly and recite It’s over, please don’t worry, Your Majesty.”

The Empress Dowager is a person who believes in Buddhism and worships Buddha extremely.

That is to say, no one will worry about the disappearance of the emperor, and no one will "disturb" them to sit quietly.

As soon as the candles all over the floor were extinguished, the temperature in the room dropped instantly, and the lacquered wood floor was really cool in the winter moon.On weekdays, Ji Zheng leans on a walking chariot when she goes out, and leans on a soft chair when she returns home. She never stands when she can sit, and never sits when she can lie down.

He could feel the cold spread from the soles of his feet to his limbs, and after a while his legs became stiff as if he couldn't control it.

Xuanqian was right behind him, and the temperature emitted by the martial arts practitioners was as hot as spring.But Ji Zheng didn't want to take the initiative to post it even if he was killed.

There will be a winter solstice ceremony the next day, maybe Xuanqian will be able to let him go if he sits until dawn.

It seems that this monk is really going all out, and he is desperate.

In a daze, Ji Zheng suddenly remembered that before he left, he said "go and go back" in response to the clear words. The eve of the winter solstice should be a happy night for the whole family...

"...I have to go home for the holidays." Ji Zheng murmured to himself with his head down.

"Your Majesty?" Xuanqian frowned, and when he got closer, he checked carefully, and his expression became strange, "The Holy Majesty seems to have changed. I didn't expect to be able to say such things as going home for the holidays. Who is left in the family? How can I go back?" Who will you spend the holiday with?"

The bald man is alone, so he is looking down on someone!

Ji Zheng tried his best to pull himself together: "Huang..." Uncle turned a corner and almost blurted out.Not to mention who else can the emperor uncle talk about, the empress dowager must also be copying the scriptures and worshiping the Buddha, Ji Zheng racked his brains, but he couldn't think of any other relatives to talk about.

There was no sound of footsteps approaching the door, but there was a knock on the door suddenly.Even Xuanqian was taken aback, subconsciously doing the same to hold down Ji Zheng.

Through the small pavilion window of this meditation room, there was a figure of a person standing in the place where the moonlight should have fallen. The person stood in the cold, holding a lantern, and the whole body was sprinkled with bright moonlight.

The man couldn't see clearly against the light, but he seemed to frowned, staring at the room without blinking, that line of sight seemed to be able to accurately capture Ji Zheng's position in the vast darkness, achieving a clever The intersection of the four eyes.After a while, the knock on the door became more urgent.

At this moment, Ji Zheng's limbs were numb, and his consciousness was lax. He raised his head in a daze while he was almost fainted from the cold, and stared blankly.

When the bright moon dies, there is nothing like this in the world.