Rebirth of the poisonous concubine

Chapter 411 Layout, Burning the Sutra Pavilion
Chapter 411 Layout, Burning the Sutra Pavilion
The imperial palace, the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

In order to catch up with the sutra banquet, Ye Muxi and the others all lived in the Chaohuang Palace in the harem, sorting out the Buddhist scriptures day and night, and seven or eight days passed in a blink of an eye.

The Sutra Pavilion has three floors. Ye Muxi and others copied the scriptures on the first and second floors. The third floor is a Treasure Pavilion, where all kinds of extinct scriptures are stored, which are very precious.

The sky is dusk, and the twilight is all in one.

Ye Muxi was flipping through the Sanskrit brocade, while holding a pen to the book, Xie Qishuang, who was also flipping through the Sanskrit on the other side, giggled, "Muxi, look, this Sutra Pavilion is made of wood, and it's too easy to catch fire. , I think it should be built into a water pavilion palace, built on the water pavilion, in case of fire, it is easy to put out the fire."

"Then you should worry about being flooded. Moreover, if these scriptures are soaked in water, they will be useless." Ye Qingyao shook her head and smiled while writing.

Xie Qishuang nodded, "Hey, what Qingyao said is very reasonable... This book is really afraid of fire and water... But these logs are still too easy to ignite, it would be better to cast a palace with mud..."

"This is not ordinary wood, but a thousand-year-old Yinshui wood, which won't burn even with a fire." Ye Muxi couldn't help laughing.

Xie Qishuang asked puzzledly, "Thousand-year Yinshuimu, what is that? There is also unburnable wood?"

"Thousand-year-old Yinshui trees are rarely recorded, only some of them are mentioned in the more out-of-the-ordinary grass and trees. It is rumored that the thousand-year-old Yinshui tree grows at the bottom of the extremely shady place. It takes a thousand years to become a tree. It is very rare. The wood is light and strong, and the fire does not burn. It is a sacred object for summer vacation. If there is a couch with a thousand-year-old yin water wood in summer, then you will not be afraid of the heat." Ye Qingyao said, reached out to touch the desk, and said in surprise:
"Sure enough, there is a sense of coolness. If sister-in-law hadn't pointed it out, I really wouldn't have seen the famous Yinshui wood, which looks so ordinary. The royal family is really generous, and only the royal family can use Yinshui wood to build a Buddhist scripture pavilion."

Xie Qishuang also stretched out her hand to touch it, her hands were cold and comfortable, she quickly put her whole face on the desk, and said comfortably, "Wow, it's so cool. No wonder I can't feel the heat outside at all in the Sutra Pavilion... Overcast Mizuki is so valuable, if I move this desk back, I can sell it for a lot of money, right?"

"Of course, there is a price but no market." Ye Muxi raised her eyes to look at her, and said teasingly, "Don't talk about this desk, you can sell it for a fortune even if you take one of the bench legs home."

Xie Qishuang looked at the legs of the bench eagerly, "If you have a bad heart but not a bad heart, I'll forget it. I can only look forward to the end of this edict."

According to the imperial edict, in addition to the cards, there will be various rewards.

"Dong Ling, can you help me get these volumes of scriptures?" Qu Lingsha handed a list to Liu Dongling beside her, and said, "I'm in a hurry to use it, and I really can't get away."

Liu Dongling was very dissatisfied with Qu Lingsha directing herself, but thinking that this was an excellent opportunity, she immediately took the list with a smile and said, "Okay."

Calmly, he glanced around the crowd, seeing that Ye Muxi, Xie Qishuang and the others didn't pay attention to her at all, a look of color flashed in their eyes.

"By the way, there are quite a lot of these scriptures, so you must not be able to finish all of them, Dongling." Qu Lingsha seemed to think of something, and said to a lady who was copying the scriptures, "Lingyan, can I trouble you and Dongling?" Shall we go together?"

Wu Lingyan nodded immediately, "No trouble no trouble, sister Dong Ling, let's go."

She is a lady in the south of the Yangtze River, and she has met Ye Muxi for a few times. Now, the ladies in the south of the Yangtze River, except for those who already have backers, generally move closer to Ling Wuhou's mansion.

"No, I'll do it alone." Liu Dongling didn't expect Qu Lingsha to cause trouble for herself, so she wasn't too happy.

But Wu Lingyan is nimble, and said with a smile, "Sister Dongling, don't be polite to me. I'll help you get the scriptures. Many scriptures are bamboo slips. Sister Dongling, you definitely can't move them alone."

"Yes, there are more than 20 scriptures, please both of you." Qu Lingsha said with a smile.

Wu Lingyan waved her hand and said happily, "I'm glad I can help you."

Although Liu Dongling was unwilling, the scriptures in the list written by Qu Lingsha consisted of more than 20 volumes, and she couldn't finish them all by herself. It would be too deliberate to insist on leaving Wu Lingyan aside.

However, it didn't bother her.

After Liu Dongling and Wu Lingyan went up to the second floor, Liu Dongling tore the piece of rice paper in half, handed half of it to Wu Lingyan and said, "Let's go down with all the books quickly, so as not to waste time."

"Yes." Wu Lingyan nodded, took half a sheet of rice paper, and started looking for scriptures on the shelves without a second thought.

After getting rid of Wu Lingyan, Liu Dongling calmly walked towards the third floor, taking advantage of no one's attention, took out a white jade porcelain bottle from her bosom, and sprinkled it in an inconspicuous corner, as light as dust fell down.

From the outside, it looks like dust that hasn't been cleaned.

Even if someone finds out, they won't care.

Liu Dongling sprinkled "dust" everywhere, walked to the innermost part of the bookshelf, sprinkled dust on the scrolls of the bookshelf, and then went downstairs.

Even on the first floor, she didn't let it go, it was too easy to lightly sprinkle ashes.

And no one will know that these inconspicuous things are fire powder.

A dry powder of turpentine oil, the color is gray and dusty, but it is flammable when it is exposed to fire, and it cannot be extinguished by pouring water, and it can only wait for it to burn out by itself.

Ye Muxi is not the only one who has known Yinshuimu for thousands of years.

This bottle of fire powder was given to Liu Dongling by Hua Baoyu, and it was specially prepared for burning the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

As long as the Sutra Pavilion is burned down, and the Sutra Banquet three days later cannot be held as scheduled, Ye Muxi and these ladies will all be finished.

After getting everything ready, Liu Dongling and Wu Lingyan returned with the scriptures in their arms.

Ye Muxi was still transcribing scriptures, when suddenly a command book appeared in front of her eyes.

This is the warrant to take the book from the Sutra Pavilion.

Since Ye Muxi and the others took over the Sutra Pavilion, no matter who is the emperor's concubine or any nobleman who wants the scriptures, he has to give the order to Ye Muxi. After Ye Muxi has registered it, he will then give the scriptures to the other party.

"My lord, wait a moment." Ye Muxi took the order book, looked up at the title on the order book and said, "These three Heart Sutras are all on the second floor, I'll get them for you right away..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned when he saw the person in front of him.

The person who came was dressed in a red dress, with silver threads like snow, his cold and handsome face was perfect and impeccable, with a slight smile on his thin lips, "Oh, then I will thank you, Madam."

Nangong Rin.

Ye Muxi was a little happy in her heart, but her face was reserved, "Why are you here?"

"I can't sleep recently, so I borrowed a few volumes of Heart Sutra from the emperor to soothe my nerves." Nangong Lin pursed her thin lips lightly.

(End of this chapter)