The concubine's concubine is very charming

Chapter 120
"That's right, the [-] imperial forest troops who arrived earlier have already begun to clean up the monastery. When Emperor Chang Wu arrives tomorrow, the place will become an impregnable wall, and not even a single bird can fly out. I have to go first!" , Jing Mingxuan didn't talk to Su Mo'er any more, and hurriedly walked towards the Great Depression Hospital.

Su Mo'er looked at Jing Mingxuan's back, and stood there blankly.Although she didn't know why Jing Mingxuan left Qiwei Kingdom to come to the Celestial Dynasty, and walked in the palace like walking on flat ground.But she could imagine that Jing Mingxuan must have had frequent contact with Qi Weiguo, and now that Emperor Chang Wu's sudden arrival must have disrupted many of his plans, that's why he felt the urgency of time.

What about yourself?
After Emperor Chang Wu arrived, Anguo Temple was a big iron cage that was surrounded by enchantments for tens of miles. What was she still doing here?
Su Mo'er immediately made a decision, the 36 plan is the best strategy, so she should hurry up.

Hurrying to the direction of her residence, she wanted to pack up her things and sneak away, but after thinking about it along the way, she realized that she had nothing to pack up, except for the bag of food on the window sill, everything she had was nothing more than It's the monk's robe on his body.The roll of banknotes that she brought out earlier had been lost along with a shoe, and now the only valuable thing on her body was a gold bracelet on her wrist under her long sleeves.This is something from King Han's Mansion, and selling it is tantamount to asking for death.

Just as she was thinking, she suddenly saw a white figure flashing in front of her. It was Mu Chengye who was leading Wuji anxiously looking for something, and her heart twitched violently.At the same time, Mu Chengye's eyes were also looking in her direction, and the distance between the two was only a few meters.A gust of wind blew the fallen flowers on the tree from the sky. She didn't know whether it was because the scene was too beautiful or the petals were too fragrant. She stopped and even forgot to leave for a moment.

At that moment, neither the wind nor the water moved, as if there was only a bright and clean figure in the afterglow of the setting sun between the sky and the earth.

At this time, a few monks dressed in the same clothes as her hurriedly strode forward, blocking his way and her sight.There was a moment of hesitation in Su Mo'er's heart, but in the end she followed the pace of those monks, did not go any further, but walked in another direction, getting farther and farther away from Mu Shengye.

Fortunately, he didn't recognize her either. His eyes flicked across everyone's faces, and then he continued to rush towards Su Mo'er's residence with Wuji.

Su Mo'er turned her head silently, looking at the fading white, she thought that she might always remember such a beautiful scene today.

Let's say goodbye from now on, I don't know when we will meet again?
But she will always bless this young man who is as bright as the bright moon. He has suffered too much in the past years, and he will definitely get happiness in the years to come.

Emperor Chang Wu came to Anguo Temple on the afternoon of the third day.Chu Yichen and Master Tianyi took Xiao Wuji and other monks from the whole temple to the foot of the mountain to welcome the emperor.

Bright yellow flags spread mightily among the mountains, the bell of the guardian god of Anguo Temple rings rhythmically, the sun shines on the earth, the white clouds are misty among the thousand-year-old mountain roads, and the sound of Buddha is lingering. The majesty seemed to silence even the birds.

Emperor Chang Wu stepped out of the dragon, and the one in front of him was Eunuch Chang, the head of the palace, and beside him was the most favored concubine Wang in the harem.The colorful golden phoenix on her head shone in the sun. Although the apricot-yellow dress lacked the bright yellow that only a queen could have, it was integrated with the current emperor, and there was no sense of disobedience at all.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Emperor Chang Wu saw Chu Yichen who was the first to lift his robe and knelt down, looked at this handsome son in a silver robe, and walked past him with a cold snort.

He bent over to Master Tianyi who was behind Chu Yichen and gave him a little support: "Master, please get up quickly!"

As soon as Emperor Chang Wu finished speaking, Eunuch Chang had already helped Master Tianyi up from the ground.

"One farewell for three years, the master will be safe and sound!"

Master Tianyi chanted the Buddha's name and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, this old man is still strong. A few days ago, the mountain torrents erupted and thousands of victims were displaced and homeless. The disciples of Anguo Temple went out to help the victims. When repairing the house, the old man and I, the young disciples of Wuji, set up a pot in front of the mountain gate to make a fire, steamed buns and made porridge, which did not delay the important event of the people's daily meal."

After hearing this, Emperor Chang Wu burst out laughing: "Master Tianyi is really in good health! I am really lucky to have such a monk!" Smiling, he suddenly turned pale, and turned his eyes to his son who was still kneeling. The smile on the table also faded: "The food in Anguo Temple is enough to feed thousands of people for a few days? Could it be the rice noodles delivered by King Han in one day?"

His son is really getting better and better.

It shouldn't be difficult to transport grain and grass in a day!
Master Tianyi seemed to know that Emperor Changwu must have this question, and said with a faint smile: "Long live, these grains are not given by His Royal Highness Han King, but the surplus grain in the granary of my Anguo Temple. Let alone a few days, it is ten days. The food in Anguo Temple is enough to feed thousands of people."

Emperor Chang Wu raised his eyebrows: "Oh? I don't know that Anguo Temple is so powerful that it doesn't need the government's food and grass for disaster relief?"

The royal concubine on the side opened her vermilion lips lightly, her voice was like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley, which made people feel a burst of warm fragrance: "Your Majesty, Anguo Temple is a thousand-year-old temple. The pilgrims who come here are not punished generously, presumably the rice is also donated by the pilgrims!"

Master Tianyi clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, what the imperial concubine said is true. Although one of the pilgrims of Anguo Temple never shows up, he donates thousands of shi of grain and rice to Anguo Temple every year. Usually, when the weather is good, he also asks for help. In the name of Anguo Temple, it was distributed to the common people with a radius of hundreds of miles. They are really kind people!"

After hearing this, Emperor Chang Wu also suddenly remembered, "I remember now. When I came to Anguo Temple three years ago, the master once said this, but I forgot. This person is called "Shang Wang" and has treasure Countless people have never seen his real body. At one time, people only thought that "Shang Wang" was just a folk rumor, but in fact there was no such person. However, those who did good deeds and did not want to be named were named Shang Wang. "

Master Tianyi nodded: "Amitabha! Long live the Holy Spirit!"

Emperor Chang Wu turned around and glanced at Chu Yichen, and said, "Let King Han recover!"

(End of this chapter)