[Comprehensive] Shining like the sun and the moon

The Qin family is a foreign relative, and the daughter of the Qin family is in charge of the middle palace. She has untiring favor and has a son.

But it's just such a coincidence.

The third prince is only over seven years old this year. Although the children of the royal family are precocious, they have not yet reached the mind of an adult. Someone with a heart deliberately guides them, framing them with words, seducing them with clever words, and adding fuel to the flames. Lost dignity, and gossip, cursing the country will be in danger.

As soon as this incident happened, everyone in the court was shocked.Some people asked about crimes in the palace, and some people invited the national teacher to come out. When the national teacher saw the third prince, he said that he had been taken away by the evildoer, and the evildoer had already risen in reincarnation.

Now that it has been shaken, the critical moment is for Queen Qin to show her will by death. After all, when the courtiers forced the queen to death, it would be hard to hear it.

Because of this, the third prince saved his life for the time being. At this time, he was imprisoned in the Changde Hall in the palace. Outside the hall, there were hundreds of eminent monks chanting scriptures day and night, in order to wash away the evil karma of the third prince.

Tan Zhao: ...Why doesn't this person change his career to become a screenwriter?

What kind of evildoer was reincarnated and could be reincarnated as a prince, and he was also the son of the middle palace? !This is not a joke, the underworld and the way of heaven are not blind, these are the emperor's reserve, how could something go wrong!

System: To be honest, every time I see you step into the palace, I feel a little terrified.

[speak English. ]

System: Host, don't make trouble!

Nonsense, he was clearly doing it for the pleasure of helping others, and he did not cause trouble. Host Tan refused to admit it, and even took advantage of the night to sneak into the palace.

Visiting the Imperial Palace at night, one of the tourist attractions, is fine.

Tan Zhao pointed his toes and stepped into the palace wall.The luck of this dynasty is still very prosperous, and it will not be a big problem to pass it on for another 200 years. He can see the golden light frequently appearing above the palace from a distance, and under this golden light, there is also a tiger in another side hall. The trend of the dragon plate.

Is it difficult-

Before getting close, Tan Zhao heard the sound of a group of old monks chanting scriptures, and looked at a group of bald heads from a distance.

Tan Zhao stuffed two balls of cotton into his ears, found a gap, and entered the Hall of Changde.

The hall was unexpectedly dark, and there was a strong scent of sandalwood on the tip of the nose, and in this smell, there was a vague smell of blood.

Tan Zhao sniffed again, and followed the smell.

Changde Hall is not big, and the decoration is simple, but the roof of the hall is very high, giving people the feeling of a huge birdcage. The sound of chanting outside is not only not peaceful, but will make people fall into boundless fear.

Tan Zhaozhi frowned at such a "punishment" against a seven-year-old child.

Tan Zhao stopped in his tracks, because he had already seen where the smell of blood came from.The small body, probably his nephew Uncle Xiao, actually looks a bit like Qin Guanbao. Of course, if Qin Guanbao was thinner, he might look more like him.

At this moment, the child is nestled on a futon, staring down at a pair of scissors in his hand, which may be used by palace people to cut candles. Tan Zhao smelled the smell of wax oil, but now the small pair of scissors ...has become a tool for children to "mutilate themselves".

Judging from the arm with the sleeve exposed, there are no less than a dozen bloody scars on it.

Huh?strangeness.

System: No, you are not surprised.

[Your reaction, I understand. ]

The system immediately became quiet as a chicken, but someone Tan had already got the answer he wanted, mainly because the aura of the third prince was really "monstrous", but his blood was very clean.

It can be said that it is very strange that two completely different perceptions are piled on one person.

"Mother..."

The third prince murmured softly, touching the scar on his arm with his small hand, his voice was very soft, but it gave off a feeling of bleeding.

It didn't feel very good, just like the entire Changde Hall, Tan Zhao raised his head to cover all four corners, only to feel that the roof of the hall above his head seemed to be eating people.

After staying for a while, seeing that the third prince was not in danger of life, Tan Zhao did not choose to show up rashly, but left quietly.

Except for the main hall, Tan Zhao let out a long breath.

At this time, the sun was about to rise, so Tan Zhao simply ran to the imperial dining room to "steal" a breakfast, then found a secluded cold palace, sat on the ridge of the roof and watched the sunrise while eating breakfast.

Alas, this is the only thing that makes people nostalgic about the imperial palace. There is really nothing to say about the craftsmanship of the imperial chef.

"This benefactor, is it delicious?"

"Pfft—cough cough cough!" Tan Zhao almost spat out a mouthful of crab roe buns, why didn't this man move at all!However, based on his strong self-control not to waste food, he still swallowed it back.

"Is it tasty?"

It was a bald monk, in his thirties, with a smiling face, and his bright eyes looked at the food box he put on the roof.

But Tan Zhao didn't dare to take it lightly. He wasn't bragging. After so many worlds, he was very sensitive to people and other existences, but this monk... he didn't notice it at all.

This is definitely a ruthless person.

Based on the slight desire to survive, Tan nodded his head, and even gave up a clean place beside him: "The craftsmanship of the royal chef is naturally excellent."

The monk got the answer he wanted, and sat down with a smile, but his sitting posture was a bit strange, with his legs crossed, and he looked generous, not at all like a monk who obeyed the rules of the monk.

But there are many monks who don't follow the rules in this world. After all, the Buddha didn't stipulate that monks can't cross their legs, so Tan also bent his legs relaxedly.

As it turns out, crossing your legs is contagious.

"Master, this gold and silver corner element, or banana filling, soft and sweet, do you want to try..." Based on the principle of being a thief and accomplice, Tan Zhao decided to drag him into the water. I have already consciously twisted one and threw it into my mouth.

This is obviously a very self-made monk master.

The monk chewed it casually for three times before swallowing it. After eating, he commented: "It's so sweet, it's not as sweet as mine...the bananas from my hometown are delicious."

"..." Then you ate three in a row, with an expression of enjoyment.

But no matter what, Tan Zhao relaxed a lot since everyone sold the stolen goods together. Anyway, the gods were supporting him when the sky fell, and he didn't notice the monk's malice towards him. He lazily watched the rising eastward rising red sun.

"Are you also here to see the third prince?"

The red sun shone over and hit the man's side face. Tan Zhao was a little surprised at the man's directness, but he still said stubbornly, "No, I'm just greedy, and I came to the palace to eat imperial food."

The monk paused, with a happy smile on his face: "Whether others believe it or not, I... I believe it."

...Your suspicious pause is very frightening.

As we spoke, the sun had already risen completely. It was bright red, hanging in the sky, and it made people feel warm just looking at it, but in the palace, the sun was always cooler.

"Master, are you here to congratulate?"

The monk nodded: "Isn't that right, let's eat for a living."

This is true, Tan Zhaoyi said happily: "Whether others believe it or not, anyway, I believe it."

"Hahahahaha, you have such a temper, I... I like it!"

The way a monk likes people is to invite them to eat. I don’t know what kind of magic they used, but they moved all the gold and silver horns from the imperial dining room. Tan Zhao looked at the basket of gold and silver horns and wiped his forehead silently. cold sweat.

This is really a heroic master.

But if you don't eat for free, Tan is obviously a master who wants to make more money. He not only wants gold and silver corners, but also wants the Wuzhen Shaomai that has just been steamed by the imperial dining room.

The monk waved his hand, and the two ate a bellyful.

"Oh, satisfied!" Tan Zhao patted his stomach, and the sun had already risen at this time, but there is always a place where the sun under the sky can't shine.

Forget it, let's move bricks after eating.

"Master, there will be a time later."

The master waved his hand and said goodbye very perfunctorily.

Met an interesting monk, Tan Zhao turned to Lenggong, ready to see the national teacher who condemned the third prince as evil, but just passed a side hall, he saw a... stripped naked monk.

This monk also happened to have a face in his 30s. What's more, he just had a very hearty breakfast with a monk with the same face.

System: Hahahahaha, are you surprised or surprised?

[Actually, it’s okay, some guessed it. ]

The third prince had an extraordinary background at first sight. When something happened, all kinds of monsters and monsters would definitely come. Even someone like him who was on vacation would come and get involved. The stage is really huge.

It is not so much a battle for the succession of the royal family in the world, but a game duel with magical means.

In the friendship of a meal, Tan Zhao hid the monk better for others, then clapped his hands, and was about to leave when he felt the little ancestor who had slept on his shoulder all night woke up.

"You can be regarded as awake, food can't wake you up, the fruit has been eaten, it's still the fruit of the imperial dining room~" he touched Fengli's small head.

Feng Li was so angry that he akimbo: "Chirp, chirp!" No way!

"Not what?"

"Chirp, chirp! Haw!" The little ancestor jumped in anger, jumping from Tan Zhao's left shoulder to his right shoulder. The monk was so bad that he not only prevented him from waking up, but also ate his fruit.

This was really pissed off. It was the first time Tan Zhao saw such a lively little ancestor, so he smiled and took out a golden fruit from his bosom and handed it over, and coaxed him softly before calming down.

"Haw!" Don't talk to that monk any more!

"All right, all right, your ancestor is the biggest."

Tan Zhao laughed, but what he didn't expect was that the face slap came so quickly, like a tornado of love.

"You little beast, you also hold grudges too much. If you want to save the past years, my grandson can..."

Facing the rising sun, a hairy-faced monk monkey wearing a familiar cassock lay reclined on the eaves. Although his face was covered with hairs, it did not affect the meaning of joking in the slightest.

Tan Zhao's eyes lit up, and he quickly took out a pen and paper from his pocket.

What?Slap in the face, don't care about those details :).