Chapter 113 Laughing and Asking Where the Customer Comes From
In the Jing Dynasty, there were no kings with different surnames, and they were respected by the Duke of the state. There are currently twenty-seven Dukes in the court. The ancestors have made great contributions to the dynasty, but as time goes by, the achievements of the past will fade away. Some Dukes have no real power in their hands and are gradually marginalized. In a few years, they may become pure decorations.
As His Majesty's companion when he was a child, although He Guogong is not as low-key as Lu Guogong, it gives people the feeling that he will never be shaken, but at least there is no need to worry about this. The most obvious manifestation of the presence of the holy family is that the person sitting in the drizzle of Jingjue Temple is not someone else.
Jingjue Temple is a courtyard of the imperial palace and the private temple of the Jing family. He is not here today to chant scriptures and pray for His Majesty, but to entertain a distinguished guest on His Majesty's behalf.
He is not worried about his power and status, but he is a little worried that if he sits on this wet and cold ground for too long, he will not be able to get up tomorrow - he has not sat on a futon for many years, and if he hadn't had a lot of experience when he was studying in Yimao Zhai in his early years, he felt that he might fall down at any time.
Thinking of this verse, he couldn't help slandering this distinguished guest, and immediately thought of the legendary confidant's supernatural powers, his mind tightened slightly, and he silently chanted a few Buddha's names, smiling all over his face, looking into the depths of the quiet room covered by heavy curtains and white smoke, and expressing his thanks again.
"Zhan Zi is willing to come here with a lotus car to solve your Majesty's problems in Buddhism, and he is more willing to preside over the Meihui in person. This is really an honor for the court."
The breeze comes slowly, taking away the residual fragrance in the quiet room.
I don't know how Zenzi reacted to these words, since the eminent monk of Guocheng Temple chatted with He Guogong, talking nonsense that must be finished.
He Guogong looked into the depths of the quiet room, pondered for a moment and asked, "I heard that people from the Qingshan Sect went away last night. Could it be that Jingjing Zhenren's Befu?"
The opening of the cave in Mang Mountain last night was naturally not hidden from the imperial court, but just like many great monastic sects, the imperial court thought it was a fake and did not send anyone there at all. But just this morning, some cryptic news came out, and Guocheng Temple didn't mean to hide it.
"That was just a joke made by the two real people back then."
Zenzi's voice is clear and ordinary, but it is enough to make those who hear it respectful.
Who in today's world is qualified to tell the story of two real people from the Qingshan sect in such a calm tone?
He Guogong pretended to be surprised and asked: "Then that person under the auspicious cloud?"
Zenzi said: "It should be the successor of the old man, so take care of him."
He Guogong wanted to look at Qingshan Nine Peaks, your old man should be a disciple on Shenmo Peak, and it really has something to do with Jingyang Zhenren. However, since Zenzi personally confirmed that it was not Jingyang Immortal's cave, he didn't think about it any further, and casually said: "The Qingshan disciples who participated in the Meihui this year should not have any outstanding people. I can't help but feel a little regretful. I don't know when the closed disciple of Qingshan's head will come out."
Compared with Luohuainan, Zhongzhou School Bai Zao, Tong Yan, Tonglu, and other young geniuses whose voices spread far and wide, Qingshan's three generations of disciples who have never had Nanshan, Gu Han, and Jian Ruyun really look a bit shabby. Although I heard that Zhao Layue will come, she is still young and has a special status.
An old monk from Guocheng Temple said gently, "Isn't there still a Jing Jiu?"
He Guogong didn't notice that before he said this, the old monk glanced at the depths of the quiet room, and said with a smile: "I heard that Qingshan performed well in the sword test, but how can he match up with people like Luo Huainan and Bai Zao? The most important thing is that he will also participate in the chess tournament to challenge Tong Yan. This is really interesting."
The room was quiet, no one laughed along with him, the scene was very boring.
Duke He laughed awkwardly, then thought about another important matter, hesitated and said again: "The imperial concubine wants to be blessed by you outside the temple."
This is what it means to see you.
Several old monks of Guocheng Temple and the abbot of Jingjue Temple looked into the depths of the quiet room.
The white smoke is lingering, but the true face of Chanzi cannot be seen.
After a moment of silence, Zenzi's voice sounded again.
"Back then, I lived her out of compassion and fate. Today, she is already extremely blessed, so why should I be greedy for more? See you by fate."
He Guogong understood the meaning and dared not say any more.
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There is a locust tree forest outside Jingjue Temple, and there are several carriages parked in the forest. They look simple and low-key, but from the number of guards around, it can be known that the identity of the people in the carriage is extremely important.
The breeze carried the drizzle down, although it was late spring, it was still a bit chilly.
An eunuch stepped out of the car and signaled the guards to get back in the car to avoid the rain.
This is Jingjue Temple, and now there are dozens of eminent monks from Guocheng Temple sitting in the temple, so there is no need to be so careful.
"It means that the empress is kind-hearted, and she even takes these little things to heart."
A nun in the car greeted her.
Sitting by the window was a beautiful woman with an extremely beautiful face. There was a sense of charm in the eyes, but it also gave people a naive feeling. There was a temptation that a man could not resist.
She is the most favored concubine Hu Gui in the palace these years.
"I also came from a poor background, and I know what it's like to be exposed to the rain in the mountains. If it wasn't for Zhu Gui's kindness and kindness to save my life from that casual cultivator, I would have died a long time ago."
Concubine Hu Gui had a look of sadness on her face, and she thought about what she and the Duke had said before, she gritted her teeth and said, "If you don't see it, you won't see it, I don't believe it's less..."
She was about to say a few harsh words, but she was afraid that the people in the temple would listen, and after all, she had respect and love for Zen Zi, so when she said it, it changed into another meaning.
"I don't believe that no one else can help me vent this anger!"
The nanny rolled her eyes and said, "Do you want to ask the Zhongzhou faction to come forward?"
Few people know that Concubine Hu Gui is very close to the Zhongzhou faction.
Last year, the Xihai Sword Sect held the Four Seas Banquet, and the Zhongzhou Sect made an exception to send the disciple named Xiang Wanshu, which was her influence.
Hearing this, Concubine Hu Gui was not only displeased, but her expression suddenly turned cold, and she said sharply: "If you say such things again in the future, go out of the palace by yourself."
The nun didn't know why she offended her master, so she knelt down and begged for mercy.
Concubine Hu Gui is a smart person. She knows that she can try to invite Chanzi to come forward based on her love back then, but she must not use the Zhongzhou School, because the Guocheng Temple and the Qingshan School have a close relationship, and the Zhongzhou School and the Qingshan School have been at odds for many years.
The orthodox sect is the foundation of the human dynasty. If she picks one out of it because of her own affairs, or even causes some trouble, not to mention that she is just a noble concubine who has just been favored for a few years.
A court lady said softly: "Master Shi said a few days ago that Qing Tiansi has been keeping an eye on Qingshanzong."
Concubine Hu Gui said angrily, "Does Qing Tiansi still dare to do anything to Qingshanzong? You know that person is the heir of Master Jingyang, I just want her to admit her mistake, but this is not enough! I heard that Jing Jiu dared to challenge Tong Yan, I want to see how he ends up!"
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Chaoge City was shrouded in drizzle.
The people waiting in line outside the city gate to enter the city have already put on hats.
Jing Jiu became less conspicuous.
The city guards took the wet guide from him and asked, "Where did you come from? What are you doing in Chaoge City?"
Jing Jiu said, "Go home."
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According to Shangdefeng's investigation, Qingshan's disciple Jing Jiu's home is in Chaoge.
In fact, his home is indeed in Chaoge.
Twenty years later, he returned to Chaoge City again, feeling much less emotional than last time.
The last time he was greeted in Chaoge City was a winter snow, this time it was a spring rain.
When he was in Xiaoshan Village, he learned a saying that spring rain is as expensive as oil.
For the people living in Chaoge City, the spring rain is like oil, making the bluestone road extremely slippery and annoying.
Of course, spring rain will also attract many good lines from poets.
Jing Jiu didn't care about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and naturally he couldn't write poetry, but he liked Chunyu.
Whether it is the spring rain falling on the black awning boat, the eaves or the hat.
Like when it snows and he moves into the house to sleep with the windows open.
In a sense, he is a very poetic person, but he doesn't know it.
Wearing a hat and walking in the streets and alleys of Chaoge City, he ignored the ubiquitous atmosphere of formations, and looked at other places through the rain.
Like the ripples in the beggar's soup bowl under the eaves caused by the rain.
For example, a young woman on a wupeng boat under the bridge is fanning the fire of a small tandoor while preparing boat dishes.
For example, a girl who forgot to bring an umbrella ran across the alley, and her temples were full of small pearl-like raindrops.
There is a quiet courtyard deep in the alley, and not far away you can see the cornices of Taichang Temple.
Shang Defeng found out very clearly that Jing Jiu's ancestors once served a certain previous god emperor, so it is very natural that his family is here.
The wooden courtyard gate is very old, and the moss at both ends of the stone steps is wet by the rain, and everything looks so peaceful.
Jing Jiu hesitated for a while before walking forward.