Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 1792 Jiang Wujiang Extra Story (2)

Jiang Wujiang used vegetarian food in Baoguang Temple.

The Vegetarian Restaurant in Baoguang Temple is very famous, and because of Jiang Wujiang’s frequent visits, other royal family members, dignitaries and dignitaries often visit Baoguang Temple. The great monks of Baoguang Temple dare not take it lightly. The better, and then he actually made a name for himself, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

After Jiang Wujiang finished her meal, she continued to copy the scriptures. She didn't have much time to actually copy the scriptures, but in half an hour, she was going back to the palace.

For half an hour, she really wanted to chat with Fonu, even if she said something boring.

What Fonu told her was never about the affairs of the family, the country, but the little things around her.

A rabbit was bitten, and he ran to chase the hounds away.

There was also a time when the fox fell into the hunter's trap. He rescued the fox, and the fox sent many rabbits to his door for several days.

He wondered whether he should save the fox in the first place.

A snake swam into the meditation room, and he picked it out with a stick.

The Orion at the foot of the mountain raised bees, and once he got some from alms, he thought it was delicious.

Spring is here, and shepherd's purse, purslane, and Artemisia oleracea are also coming up. They are picked and boiled in water and eaten cold.

There are many people in the temple. When he picks, he will go to a higher place so that he will not hinder others.

These little things nourished Jiang Wujiang's heart like a slow stream, giving him a dusty air mixed with the smell of fireworks.

But today, Jiang Wujiang probably won't hear about these little things.

Because when I was eating just now, Fo Nu had already gone towards the back mountain, saying that the spring bamboo shoots had to be picked and dug, and it was going to rain in the evening, if I didn't dig the bamboo shoots, I would not be able to eat them tomorrow morning.

Jiang Wujiang felt a little regretful, but it seemed like it should be.

Over the years, she has gotten used to the fact that every little thing around Fo Nu is more important than her emperor.

She was standing on a high mountain platform, and the mountain wind was so strong that I couldn't tell from which direction it came from, making people feel chilly.

The outside is colorful and leisurely.

Mountains and rivers everywhere, green and thick.

She stood in a daze.

It was only when there was an exclamation around him that he came back to his senses. "Have you left yet? If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave when it rains later. "

Fonu came back, his big eyes looked at Jiang Wujiang curiously.

Jiang Wujiang's heart throbbed a little, but his eyes were peaceful. "Let's go!"

"I dug spring bamboo shoots, what do you want?" Fonu took out a bamboo shoot from his bamboo basket, his hands were still stained with mud, and so was the top of the shoot.

A gourmet dish.

No one in the world doubts that Jiang Wujiang is not an expert.

But she had eaten pork, but had never seen a pig run away.

As for the asparagus...

She has eaten stir-fried, stewed and cold salads, but she has never seen what bamboo shoots look like.

She said, "I want it!"

The accompanying maid smiled and prepared to take all the bamboo back.

Feru was surprised. "You can eat this much?"

Jiang Wujiang: "..."

This world is all hers, and Fo Nu actually dislikes her for eating too much! ! !

The maids bent down, but their shaking shoulders showed that they were not smiling lightly.

Jiang Wujiang walked forward calmly, picked two from the bamboo basket, and the court lady quickly stepped forward to pick them up.

Jiang Wujiang looked at Fo Nu quietly. "I am leaving!"

"Hey! Go! The cold mist is slippery, so be careful." Fonu looked at the weather, said badly, then lowered his head and ran to the backyard. He was so busy digging bamboo shoots that he forgot that he was drying the quilt today .

After the cold winter, the sun in the early spring was just right, so he took out the quilt in the meditation room to dry, and now it was time to collect it.

Jiang Wujiang watched Fonu leave, stared for a moment, waved his hands, and the group drove back to the palace.

Downhill.

It is another mood to see the glitz of the world.

Jiang Wujiang occasionally goes out of the palace in disguise to see how the subjects under her rule are doing. She wants to be a good emperor, and she really wants to!
If she doesn't manage the world well, then why is that person working so hard to win the country for her? That person is still wandering outside, experiencing the sufferings of the people, and he doesn't want everyone to live a good life. Will she think I'm a waste?
Compared with thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, beauty is like floating clouds...

Jiang Wujiang sighed silently and closed his eyes.

She has a thousand ways and ten thousand ways to imprison Fo Nu in the palace, but she is afraid of depriving the smile on her innocent face that day.

Some things are very expensive!
When it is destroyed, it disappears completely.

The big palace maid followed, silently covering Jiang Wujiang with a big cloak.

The sun is setting a little bit, and the chill of early spring is rising up with the night, so you need to put on a few more clothes.

Moreover, judging by the emperor's expression, he must be thinking about the regent.

The regent was ordained and became a monk, but he returned to the vulgar world. He and the mage in the world are living a very uncomfortable life together.

The emperor sent people from all over the world to look for it, but they never found it, or those who found it pretended not to find it.

Over the years, the emperor's prestige has become heavier, and he knows that the regent's actions are right, but he seems to have an obsession in his heart, which is difficult to resolve.

Thanks to the presence of Master Fonu, he can still dispel the resentment and depression in His Majesty's heart, otherwise, I don't know what will become of His Majesty.

Back in the palace, it was already brightly lit.

Jiang Wujiang didn't see anyone today, so he rested in his bedroom when he came back.

Standing at the door, Ming Feng watched with his own eyes that the lights in the direction of the emperor's bedroom went out, and knowing that Jiang Wujiang had fallen asleep, he sighed and went back to his room.

As usual, every time the emperor returned from Baoguang Temple, he slept alone.

He was a little happy and a little unhappy.

This harem is too peaceful.

He has been in the palace for more than ten years.

Feng Jun is him.

Huang Guijun is still Ruo Lan.

Your lord is still Qin Yi.

The rest of the servants are just carrying their positions according to the old rules.

In the harem, there was a servant who had just arrived and wanted to please His Majesty, and was ambitious to climb up the ladder. However, after being beheaded by His Majesty, everyone settled down.

The reason why the harem is so clear is that everyone knows that the emperor likes the Buddhist monks and slaves in Baoguang Temple. Since every emperor doesn't like them, then it doesn't make much sense to fight for power and position. Well, the emperor didn't even come to the harem so often, so who would he show his ecstasy?
As the master of the harem, Ming Feng is probably the most leisurely master of the harem.

As soon as he sat on the couch, someone came to report: "The emperor is here!"

Ming Feng paused for a moment, and a dark color flashed across his bright eyes. "please!"

"I will see Mr. Feng for my servant."

"Get up!"

Mingfeng got up his spirits, waiting and thinking wildly were the best way to keep his spirits up. He was tired of waiting for the emperor today, so he didn't want to talk too much.

Ruo Lan is tall and tall, she doesn't have a very complexion, but her eyes are very clear, and her body is full of books, which makes people forget the commonplace. On weekdays, he and Ming Feng are the companions, and the two of them walk around more often.

Ruo Lan smiled, like a distant bamboo and a light chrysanthemum, fresh and pleasant.

"Your Majesty has already returned to the palace, and the waiter couldn't sleep, so he came to talk to Feng Jun."

"What are you talking about?" Ming Feng was tired, but he knew that if he slept, he would not be able to sleep, so he cheered up and listened to Ruo Lan's words.

Ruo Lan laughed and said, "Does Mr. Feng believe in ghosts and gods?"

"Oh? How do you say it?" Ming Feng's long and narrow phoenix eyes slightly raised, and his heart moved.

"Shishen recently read a book. The book describes strange people and strangers who can turn into living beings at every turn. Every plant and tree can turn into monsters. Those mountain spirits and water monsters either appear in temples or outside the wilderness. Waiter After reading it, I am yearning for it, and I really want to see it last time."

Mingfeng was a little disappointed, he thought that there was really a ghost art, but it turned out to be just a description in a book. "Weird power and chaos, absurd and uninhibited, how can you believe that."

Ruo Lan smiled. "Some things are better believed than not believed. When it comes to mountains and rivers, isn't there one in Baoguang Temple?"

Ming Feng looked up at Ruo Lan, and was speechless for a while.

Is this satirizing the monks in Baoguang Temple as vixens?
There was some vague pleasure in his heart.People in the harem probably don't even like that monk!
For many people, they would rather die in a battle in the harem than be the one in the old death palace who never sees the emperor all year round.

The current emperor is a Mingjun, too ruthless and few desires, and now he doesn't even have a single heir. Although the emperor is prosperous in spring and autumn, and will last for thousands of years, he has no heirs. After all, his blood is weak, and it is easy to have chaos in Xiaoqiang.

He seemed unintentional: "So what if he is, and what if he isn't?"

"Doesn't Feng Jun want to see him? For so many years, this name has been heard in the harem, isn't Feng Jun curious?"

Curious, naturally curious!
Just curious what's the point.

That was the emperor's favorite person, if something happened to him, none of them could escape, and, what the queen mother said, Fonu was just a monk.

If Buddha Nu had really been interested in the emperor back then, with the emperor's wrist, would there be anything in the world that she couldn't do?

If those dignitaries objected, the emperor was used to seeing the regent kill the dignitaries, so wouldn't the emperor be afraid of it?

He squinted at Ruo Lan, and his voice contained a warning. "What is on your mind, don't tell me. If you really want to do something, I might as well say bluntly, that person can't move. If he moves, it will be a disaster of killing and exterminating the whole family. You and I will enter the palace together and canonize together. I have been with you in the palace for more than ten years, and I can't watch you fall into a place of eternal doom. These days, you should stay in your own palace for more! The spring is cold, and your body is thin, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand the torment!"

Ruo Lan was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Lord Feng, for your love and care. It is a blessing to be able to enter the palace with the posture of a thin willow. How dare you think wildly, but you have nothing to do in the palace. I heard that your majesty likes to listen to it." I just want to listen to the Buddhist scriptures taught by the monks of Baoguang Temple. If Lord Feng does not agree, this matter will be dropped, and the servant will copy the Buddhist scriptures himself and ask Lord Feng to forgive his sin."

Ming Feng looked at him with complicated eyes, there hadn't been any Buddhist rituals done in the palace for many years, it would be all right to invite monks to give lectures, but he just specially invited Buddhist slaves over here, I'm afraid it would offend the emperor.

"You go first! This matter is my own decision."

Ruo Lan smiled, walked out, and when she reached the door, she turned her head and said: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Qin Yigui had nothing to do a few days ago, and told the story of Xiao Yulang to the servant, and after listening to that story, the servant Immediately, I slept soundly, Feng Jun is very knowledgeable, he must know Xiao Yulang's story, I hope Feng Jun can also sleep well, and I will retire."

Mingyu's heart skipped a beat, her chest felt tight.

After Ruo Lan left, he put on his clothes and looked out of the deep window.

Of course he knew Xiao Yulang's story.

In the previous dynasty, the nobles in the harem were not favored. Knowing that the emperor met a man outside the palace, it was just that the man was from a humble background and was afraid of the courtiers' opposition, so he did not dare to be included in the palace.In order to compete for favor, the nobleman secretly brought the man into the palace, which attracted the emperor to come to his palace frequently. In the end, the nobleman became prosperous because of his understanding of the holy will, and the man outside the palace jumped up because of the favor, and the two favored each other. The harem has been in the harem for many years, and it has become a good story for a while.

Is Ruo Lan implying that she follows the example of that noble lord and brings Fo Nu to her side so as to attract His Majesty's attention?

Mingfeng's mind wandered for a while, the harem and the emperor had been in such a stalemate for many years.

Everyone wants to change and wants to break this deadlock.

He is Feng Jun, so he is naturally the one who bears the brunt of it. If he can't pass this level, the others don't even think about it.

Mingfeng had to admit that his heart was moved.

He also wants to change.

I also want to love and live vigorously.

This night is destined to be sleepless.

……

Jiang Wujiang is very busy.

Spring plowing is busy, and the Si Nong Temple needs a lot of seeds and plows.

On the frontier, General Guo Feng is leading an army to attack Wushui Kingdom. It looks like the battle will last for another two or three years. Now is the time when Wushui Kingdom is weak. Taking the opportunity to attack is the best time. Guo Feng asked for soldiers, horses and food.

These things are enough for Jiang Wujiang to be busy.

To mobilize money and food, manage salt and iron, and adjust taxes, she has not been to the harem for many days.

Jiang Wujiang didn't take Ming Feng's request to invite some eminent monks to the palace to give lectures and pray for the fortune of the country.

Therefore, when she heard that Fonu had arrived in the palace, she was a little stunned, and then a light flashed in her eyes.

No matter how long she was born, she has experienced Gong Dou. She is a child who grew up in the blood of Gong Dou. Those servants who only came from the harem, in front of her, are just babbling children!
She silently asked, "How about Fonu?"

The palace lady couldn't guess Jiang Wujiang's mood, so she said in a regular manner: "Feng Jun settled all the eminent monks in the big Buddha hall, and Master Fonu was also in it. It was Abbot Ling Neng who taught the scriptures. He listened and didn't care. Inappropriate place."

"Hmm!" Jiang Wujiang dropped the booklet in his hand boringly, and criticized bitterly: "How did this booklet be written? If I have to figure out a way, what's the use of these wine bags and rice bags?"

The emperor is angry.

Jiang Wujiang strolled towards the Great Buddha Hall, the flowers blooming all the way, he was tired of seeing them.

Instead, she stood under a magnolia tree for a long time.

The palace lady thought silently, the regent once picked magnolia flowers here with his young majesty in his arms.

Your Majesty is a nostalgic person, as long as the old people in the palace don't make big mistakes, they will be treated kindly.

Regent, Master Fonu is an old man to His Majesty!
It's just that there are fewer and fewer old people nowadays.

After a long time, Jiang Wujiang gently folded a magnolia that was in full bloom, and walked to the Great Buddha Hall with it.

(End of this chapter)