Married a proud husband after farming

Chapter 970
Princess Anping has a noble status, and there is nothing domineering at all, but she has no brains. Only she can say such rebellious words so righteously.

The words reached the ears of Emperor Chu, that King Ning has never been destined for the throne in his life.

The idiot!The idiot!
Xiao Ruo was furious, her eyes turned black, and the old blood stuck in her throat spurted out suddenly.

"Mother!"

Princess Anping's expression changed drastically, and Xiao Ruo fainted from her exclamation.

Rong Jiu's eyes were like blades, and Qinghan was better than snow. He questioned: "Why is the crown prince in King Ning's pocket when Brother Seven dies? Could it be that Brother Seven's death has something to do with Prince Ning's mansion? King Ning set up an ambush in the sky. , killed Seventh Brother?"

Princess Anping's face was stiff, and the gazes cast by the people were like sharp knives out of their sheaths, piercing her heart with fear and panic.

Princess Anping clenched her palms tightly, forced herself to calm down, and snorted coldly at Rong Jiu: "If you have evidence, you can go to the father and sue, otherwise, don't take it out of context and frame it randomly!"

After all, let someone carry Xiao Ruo on their backs, and walk past calmly in front of Rong Jiu.

Rong Jiu didn't take it seriously, and smiled at Princess Yun and the others: "Let's go."

The hundreds of stone steps meander up, and there are devout people who kneel three times and knock nine times up.

Several people climbed up the steps, and as soon as they arrived at the gate of the Huguo Temple, the abbot, Master Yuan Yi, came in a hurry and bowed to them: "Amitabha, some nobles have come from a long way, I have lost my way, please forgive me .”

Rong Jiu smiled slightly: "Master, you are too polite. I heard that there is an eminent monk discussing the Dharma. We came here because of his reputation. Please forgive me if we bother you."

"Princess, I am serious. It is our temple's blessing that you come to our temple. I have already arranged accommodation for you. Please come here."

"There is Master Lao."

Master Yuan Yi led several people to the bamboo garden in the back mountain.

Walking far away, the noise outside fades away, and the bamboo garden is hidden in a large purple bamboo forest, quiet and quiet.

Princess Yunxiao was very satisfied. Hearing the sound of rustling bamboo leaves, he said happily: "The bamboo garden is quiet, it's really a good place."

Princess Yun and Princess Yan are also quiet people, and they are very satisfied: "Master has a heart."

The Bamboo Garden is generally not open to the public, but this year, there are many people praying for blessings, and this arrangement was made for fear of offending the nobles.

"In addition to you, there are also several nobles from the Prime Minister's Mansion, the General's Mansion, and Ning Wang's Mansion, who live in Zhuyuan." Master Yuan Yi said, pointing to a courtyard deep in the cobblestone path, "There is a man living in Lanyuan. Young master of the family, apart from this, Houshan does not receive other distinguished guests."

When Rong Jiu heard the words, his heart moved slightly.

Encounter Road is narrow, and this quiet place of Buddhism is about to set off a bloody storm.

Ruan Chengfeng admires Yuan Zhen, and when Yuan Zhen comes to Huguo Temple, he will definitely follow, and the back mountain will be more lively than the front.

Master Yuan Yi brought several people to the bamboo garden, clasped his hands together, performed a little Buddha ceremony, and then went to other things.

Xiao Yu was leading Xiao Yan to copy the Buddhist scriptures, when he heard the sound, he raised his head to look over, took one look, and then looked away.

"Sister Immortal," Xiao Yan saw her, put down the pen in his hand, and ran over joyfully, "Are you also coming to Huguo Temple to pray for blessings?"

Rong Jiu nodded with a smile, Xiao Yan said again: "Me too, my aunt and I are copying Buddhist scriptures for my grandmother and my father and uncle."

It was so lively outside, and at such a young age, he could calm down and copy esoteric Buddhist scriptures, which would surely become a great tool in the future.

It's strange to say that the Xiao family and Rong Jiu never stopped dying, but Xiao Yu didn't stop Xiao Yan from getting close to Rong Jiu.

(End of this chapter)