Tyrannical Wang’s Beloved Wife

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"Yes, it must be a feast for the eyes." Jing Hao is obviously very interested, thinking about it, "I invite Jia Jiejie, Yuan Cousin with Yingshuang, people are also busy. I will post to them. ""

Jing Hao is not a drag-and-drop person, saying that action will act.

Gong Hao hoped that she refused. She refused. The living king could not blame them for their ineffectiveness. Unfortunately, this excuse can be said to just poke the girl’s weakness, once again “helping to abuse”, sighing in the heart: girl, You are so excited, but you take the initiative to enter the wolf's nest, into the tiger's mouth!

While writing a post, Jing Hao said: "When I go to report with my grandmother, I will ask my grandmother if I want to go together. My grandmother has been away from Beijing for so many years, and I am very sorry for many places in Beijing."

"It’s still a girl’s filial piety.” There is Mrs. Luo’s wife. She wants to leave the girl with her. It’s justified. Naturally, it’s not easy to place a bill. The King of the King wants to start, and he has to consider it, although Gong Yi never thinks As long as there are too many people, you can stop him, but in the absence of a way, you can only use this to masturbate.

"This has nothing to do with filial piety. Just think about it and think that my grandmother will probably be like this."

Jing Hao wrote a good post and took it directly to the main courtyard. She proposed to go to Bailong Temple to play with incense. Mrs. Luo naturally did not disagree. She had no problem for the time being. It was not very good for the Taolin of Bailong Temple. Careful, she missed the vegetarian meal of Bailong Temple. "For so many years, the cook was only changed early, I don't know if it is that taste."

"It’s the so-called essence to abandon the dross, maybe the taste is better." Jing Hao smiled.

"Oh, that's right, maybe it's better. When did you negotiate with your handkerchiefs?"

"It’s clear."

"As soon as you talk about flowers and plants, your girl is also anxious." Mrs. Luo’s lady emptied her.

"The granddaughter is so hobby." Jing Hao did not feel anything wrong with this. "If the grandmother feels inappropriate, it can be slow, and the post has not been sent out anyway." Although the beauty is cut, it will not wait for more. Not for two days.

"No, it's clear." Mrs. Luo directly called someone from around to send a post.

Later, Jing Hao thought of another question, "Grandma, do you want to ask other sisters whether to go together?" I didn't think of them at the beginning, isn't it good? Jing Hao began to reflect on himself. After all, it is not in Qi'an, but the girl who needs to go out from time to time to release the wind is not only one of her, but also there is no place for freedom in the capital.

"No, they are not in the capital for a month or a half. They all watched it, and they all played. Maybe they had already been there when the peach blossoms were opened. I asked people later. Just ask you four times."

"Well, listen to my grandmother." Can not be with Luo Jingying, Jing Hao naturally more happy.

Jing Hao sent out the post will soon have an echo, the person responsible for sending the post directly brought back the reply, all said to go.

The fastest is still the highest in the door, Sun Yijia. According to common sense, the post sent to the government office will have at least the next day to have news, but Sun Yijia said to the porter after returning home yesterday, if there is Luo Shangshufu. When someone looks for her or sends a post to her, she will directly lead her to her. Therefore, Sun Yijia directly met the Luo family. I was very happy to receive the post from Jing Hao. Don't say that I went to Bailong Temple to see flowers. Even if I saw weeds in the suburbs, I would be happy to reply. I will go to Luofu as soon as possible.

The other two are not so complicated and not so troublesome. In addition, they are the people of the Luo family. The two concierges did not dare to neglect, and they all saw the master.

Here, Jing Hao just finalized the trip, and Li Hongyuan also arrived at Bailong Temple.

To say that Li Hongyuan is in the flower market, he is absolutely perfect. He has involved most of the officials in the entire capital. Among the most powerful emperors on the bright face, no one can be alone, not only that, but also caused them once again. The fierce battle, mutual suspicion, and as the culprit, after the water was stirred up, the clap of the hand was not counted, but no one doubted him.

Vaguely guessing that he may be his handwriting, no matter how much emotion in his heart, not a half sentence, just repeatedly telling himself, following such a master, even if the scope of his ability to display has been reduced a lot, may even become a People who need to do things without talking, don't give birth to dissent.

In the woods hidden in the side, Li Hongyuan looked at the magnificent temple filled with Buddha's incense, and his thoughts were somewhat scattered.

Bailong Temple is a temple dedicated to the royal family. Apart from some special days, it is also open to the people. Therefore, the perennial incense is flourishing, and its presiding over the dust is the highest level of the world, so that it is almost daily. The door is in the city.

The dust master's fortune-telling is very accurate. However, he counts up to three times a year, and he has to be a good person. Otherwise, it is the Holy Spirit who can't let him make an exception. Putting it on some people, the so-called relatives are probably the ones who look pleasing to the eye, but the master of dust is not. He is here, regardless of whether he is high or low, and he measures whether he has a relationship or not, even without relying on his eyes.

Every year, countless people expect to become a good person in the dust master's mouth, not only want to know their own destiny, but also hope that the dust master can change his life. That's right, in the rumor, the most powerful part of the dust master is that he can change his life.

No one knows where this rumor comes from, but the world is convinced that it is not the power to force the master to change his life. However, not long after, the man died, knowing that the man was simultaneously criticized by several masters: Although the fate of the road is bumpy, it is the phase of longevity. When you are dead, you are still not in the right years. For a time, those who are eager to move are stunned and afraid to act. When faced with the master of dust, they all have respect, and it is natural to let him count or give pointers. Can't and not force.

However, in the dust master here, there are still a few rules, not counting the national transport, not too close, not a distant event.

The so-called state affairs are naturally understandable, and the shortcomings are things that will happen in a short period of time. The world is changing rapidly. The things that are close to you are counted and difficult to change. If it is not a distant matter, it is not predicted. Things after a hundred years, long-term, powerless, can not be counted, can not be counted.

Master Dust is not the kind of person who sees the dragon without seeing the tail. Although he will leave Beijing from time to time, it will never let people completely disappear. It is a noble person or a special person who wants to come to see you. He, listening to the Dharma, he will not avoid self-confidence.

Li Hongyuan and the master of dust, in fact, can be regarded as old acquaintances, not only in this life, past lives, the years he sat on the throne, if not the dust master from time to time to open him, I am afraid his suffocation will be heavier, kill More people, the name of the tyrant, I am afraid that not only in the court, but in the world.

In this life, after he opened the palace at the age of sixteen, he found the master of dust in the first time. He said nothing. He only asked: Can the king be compensated?

No one knows if the dust master is seeing anything. He just said to him: "Wang Ye is obsessed with obstinacy. It is like a magical obstacle. It is that the poor can't say it, and the prince will give up his obsession?"

"No." Li Hongyuan of the teenager's skin replied very simply.

"Which is the case, if you can and can't care, when it is time, you can naturally know."

Li Hongyuan no longer asks, and does not let the dust master fortune telling him. Occasionally, he finds the dust master to play chess, drink tea, or talk about talking about Dharma. In fact, Li Hongyuan is quite proficient in Dharma. He has always dismissed Dharma. Even in the dust masters, he has been given nothing. The rumors are frequent, and the dust master laughs every time, until Li Hongyuan finishes it. Laughing words: Wang Ye knows Dharma and can find other remarks to refute Dharma. In exchange for Li Hongyuan, a cold voice.

Li Hongyuan only took Mu Gonggong with him. After standing for almost a quarter of an hour, he went directly to the backyard of Bailong Temple without causing the attention of others. The Master Dust had already taken people there. Dressed in robes, kindly and kind, with long white beards, it looks like the age is not small, but the face is ruddy, the eyes are not as muddy as the average old man, but it is as clear as a baby, even incredible, The eyes are just watching you quietly, as if you can make people feel calm and calm.

The master of the dust has folded his hands together. "The poor have seen the prince." The monks behind him followed the ceremony.

"The master does not need to be polite." Li Hongyuan also paid a gift, relatively entangled in the shackles of the palace, and now it is completely like a person, there is a world of difference.

The group went directly to the small courtyard where Li Hongyuan was used to, and opened one of the rooms. It was clean and simple, and the aroma was overflowing. The natural burning was the most superior sandalwood.

On both sides of the low table, Li Hongyuan sat opposite the master of the dust. Shami quickly sent tea. This is the unique tea of ​​Bailong Temple. It is a hundred-year-old tea tree. The annual weight is very small. The tea from the tea picking to the final product is all done by the master of the dust. Perhaps it has been dyed with the sacred Buddha. In the past life, after Li Hongyuan became the emperor, he overbearing all the tea. Yes, fortunately, the dust master is open-minded and never cares about him. He wants to give him.

Li Hongyuan looked at the faint smog in the cup. The taste of this tea is very unique. It tastes bitter, and then it is sweet. After swallowing the tea, the mouth is filled with fragrance. It is really endless aftertaste, and more importantly, the role of calming the mind.

"Wang Ye is in a good mood." Master Dust said.

"Masters are eye-catching, naturally nothing can be mastered." Li Hongyuan did not care about returning.

"Wang Ye can get what he wants." The master of the dust turned and said, from his mouth, but not a bit blunt.

Li Hongyuan paused and raised his head. "After six years, how did the master suddenly say this? Compared with the original, the attitude of the master is very different."

"Wang Ye got the wish, it is the good fortune of the world."

"The master is very serious."

"Wang Ye’s heart is most clear, and this is not a vain statement."

Li Hongyuan was obsessed with entanglement, he was relieved of his wish, his obedience was eliminated, his heart was smooth, and everything was peaceful and obsessive. The longer he was, the deeper the devil, and he did not know what would happen. The storms and the innocent people are the ones who say that they can’t lose their senses on any day, or let them do whatever they want. It’s hard to say that they won’t make a living. Although he does not want to be crumbling, it is to have time to enjoy with Jing Hao, Jing Hao can not get, he naturally has a lot of time, saying that the world is more chaotic, he is more happy, then there is something to pass the time No, there is no doubt that it will be intensified compared to the previous life.

"That kind of dare to ask the master, is this king originally able to get what he wants, or are you prepared to change the life for the king?"

"Six years ago, I still saw flowers in the fog, and many uncertainties, Wang Ye made a clear road."

"So, it really is still man-made. - It is these two days, she will come to Bailong Temple, the master may wish to marry."

"Wang Ye is hoping that the poor will endorse the girl?"

"All in accordance with the rules of the master, the king does not force."

"The three words of "not insisting" will come from the mouth of the prince, and it is really rare."

"In her body, the king insists that he does not insist, and the master is very clear."

The dust master nodded. "Wang Ye’s heart is not changed, and the good or bad is not around."

The door of the wing was gently ringed. "Master, the old donor at the foot of the mountain asks for it." A crisp young child's voice.

"Amitabha, I know for the teacher, and you will let the old donor wait for a while." Then he looked at Li Hongyuan with a clear eye. "Wang Ye is free, and he will come when he is poor."

Li Hongyuan glanced at him. "You really are still the same, pretending to be kind and compassionate. For a civilian, you can leave the king. If you want to leave, you will not have to come again. The king is quiet and quiet." It is because of the sorrow of the dust master, and he is angry. After all, the words are no longer respected. In fact, the master of dust is more special for him, and he is relatively tolerant.

"Amitabha is a compassionate lord. If the lord does not allow it, the impoverished will not be so daring."

"You old monk also learned to slick your tongue?"

“The monks don’t swear.”

Li Hongyuan sneered, "The word "compassion" should not be used on the king. The king is a person who is black and heart-stricken, or do not tarnish it."

Master Dust is still sad and gentle, with a gentle smile. "Poverty never fails."

Li Hongyuan is too lazy to take care of him.

After the dust master left, Li Hongyuan got up and walked closer to the window. Mugong first pushed the window open.

Because Bailong Temple is a temple dedicated to the royal family, there are naturally some places that ordinary people can't break into, and this small courtyard is more unique among them. It is quiet and quiet, not too remote. Usually it is not very noticeable. .

Li Hongyuan liked this room because it was because the window was opened, and the entire piece of Taolin in the back of the mountain could be seen. The vision was unusually wide, and the peach blossoms that were swelled were really beautiful.

"The main son, Luo girl, they will come to Bailong Temple tomorrow." Mu Gonggong saw the role of a dog leg.

The competition between these monks is also very large, the masters are just a few, the mixed masters are few and far between, and the number of people who are desperately ordered, regardless of who is slightly out of the way, there is a large group of time Staring at you is not to prevent you from making mistakes, but to expect you to make mistakes. Even in other places, you may be intrigued by intrigues. If you don’t pay attention, you may be dragged down. Last night, because you did not promptly speculate that the master went to Bailong Temple. The real purpose is almost cut off. Therefore, Mu Gonggong doubles his spirits and must let the master know that he is irreplaceable. Even if the master has a bad temper, sometimes he is equal to hanging his head on his waist, but it is better to be trampled into the mud by others, and there are two sides in everything. When the master is not good, think about his good.

Li Hongyuan is not surprised. According to the degree of idiots, it is too late to wait until tomorrow. "Who are there?"

Mu Gonggong will bring out the people invited by Jing Hao, and then there will be people who will be accompanied by Luo.

Li Hongyuan has a faint look. The people who come to it can't stop his plan from implementing it. He has been shrinking in the dark. Naturally, he is not very reconciled. Even if he can't understand the intimacy, he must at least let him know him first. The cave flower candlestick meets as a stranger and wastes the good time of the past two years. How stupid he is to do this.

"Go and take a six-year peach blossom."

"Yes."

Therefore, Buddhism is very clear about the rules and regulations. For Li Hongyuan, it is really nothing. The broken ring or the guardian is all in himself. Everyone thinks that Li Hongyuan enjoys it very well, and he is not allowed to suffer a bit. He knows that after he ascended the throne, he lost too much because of the battle for the battle. At first, he had no talents to use, and he had a probation. For some time, because of the defeat of the battlefield, Li Hongyuan did not scream at the emperor's supreme, living on the days of the wind and the meal. The bitterness of the temple was not a drizzle for him.

Of course, Li Hongyuan will not do too much, drink a little wine, and then eat a little meat does not matter, the color ring and the like will not be broken, unless it is sent to the door to let him break, but with him The understanding of jealousy, even if the two are in love with each other and even get married, she will not agree to come here.

Just think about the scene, but it is extraordinarily trying to try something, maybe because the taboos will have an unexpected reaction. Li Hongyuan’s eyes became a little darker, and even licked his lips. It’s especially confusing and extraordinarily shocking.

Mu Gonggong was under the eyelids of the monks in the courtyard. Under the tree, a jar of wine, four monks, all of them were like wooden piles, and even the eyelids were not lifted.

From the time when Li Hongyuan was 16 years old, he went to Bailong Temple to make countless peach blossoms and brewed it directly into the courtyard. He said that this would make the wine stained with Buddha incense, it would be more mellow and delicious, and once a year, in the hospital. Underground, more than half of the place is full of wine, but no one is unscrupulous, because it is allowed by the nod.

According to the dust master's statement, the prince of Jin is honored. These little things don't need to be taken care of. It seems that he is also a laity and will bow to the elite. Just saying this when the attitude is not as usual, the Buddha's light is sorrowful and sad, and there may be some credibility. The insiders believe that if they are other people, even if they are holy, they will be rejected by the dust master, but unfortunately, except for Li Hongyuan. The deviant living king, probably no one will do this kind of thing, I don’t think about it.

Therefore, some people hope that he can't stand the pains and sorrows and suffer from the martial arts. They are naturally disappointed. As he said, I have to take the opportunity to find out what I have to do. More than one person secretly made the means, so that the clerk who went to the Bailong Temple’s mouth was fast-paced, and it must be arranged before Li Hongyuan’s arrival. As a result, there were many people in the courtyard outside the courtyard, but they were all furnishings and made to the palace. Some people look at it, or they also play the role of guard.

Mu Gonggong opened the seal mud, cleaned the edge of the jar and cleaned it outside, took out the wine cellar in the dark room, and prepared to serve Li Hongyuan. Li Hongyuan waved his hand and reached for the wine jar. Irrigation.

Some of the wine slipped down from both sides, along the neck, fell into the collar, disappeared, and gradually the color of the clothes became deeper, apparently already wet, close to the skin, even if it was worn more than one layer, it also revealed Out of the chest line, plus the rolling throat...

Mu Gonggong secretly sinned, fortunately there is no woman present here.

After drinking a jar of wine, Li Hongyuan threw it and dropped it into the courtyard along the window.

Li Hongyuan still sat steadily, and his face did not see redness. It seemed that he was not drunk, and even said: "Mu An, let the kitchen fry two vegetarian dishes, and quickly send the whip back to the palace to Su Guifei, but where the king is at Bailong Temple Day, you can't pause."

Su Guizhen said, I miss the vegetarian meal of Bailong Temple, so the master will send her back? So filial! However, the main son called Su Guifei, not the mother. Stop! "Yes."

Li Hongyuan walked to the hard bed of the state, sat down, slowly closed his eyes, and his body softened. He held his back with one hand and lay flat. The breath quickly became gentle and long, and seemed to have fallen asleep. . The peach blossoms have been fortunate to have tasted once, and the taste is not strong. Even with the aroma of peach blossom, it is more in line with the woman's preference, but the stamina is very sufficient. A jar is directly poured down. Without a little buffer, the mass has to fall. .

Mu Gonggong stepped forward and looked at his wet clothes. He hesitated a moment and put him on the cover. He did not dare to change clothes for him. Once, in a similar situation, the hand did not reach the main collar. After being kicked by one foot, the foot almost had the life of Mu Gonggong. Now I still feel pain in thinking about it. Since then, I have not dared to move. After the master wakes up, he did not punish him because he was unable to serve.

"Oh..." whispered, it seems that I am really drunk.

Mu Gonggong heard the words, quietly retreating, cleaning the spilled wine lightly and gently, and the broken wine jar outside, let the monks clean and smell the wine, it is really a sin, the master and the scourge There are already enough people, let go of these six clean monks.

After the dust master was finished, he returned and stood by the window under the gallery. He looked at the sleeping Li Hongyuan and folded his hands together. "Amitabha."

Mu Gonggong didn't know if it was an illusion. He always felt that the dust master had a bit of complicated feelings.