Chapter 406: Contention

The abbot abbot gave the abbot's token to his hands, and it was announced that the monks could be dispersed.
Cigarettes dangled in the hall, only the dignified and kind face of the statue of the Lord Buddha loomed in the smoke. There are only abbot abbot and Qingyuan in the Buddhist temple.
The abbot looked at Qingyuan, who was young and steady, and sighed, "I did not expect that your achievements today are higher than those of the old ancestors. Finally, the old ancestors can live up to the entrustment of the abbots of previous generations and find people who can spread the Dharma of Donglin Temple."
Qingyuan thanked Xie: "The abbot's asylum is remembered in his heart."
The abbot looked at his Qingjun's eyebrows, and drooped down the snowy white eyebrows of the old woman: "But the old woman wants to advise you that Donglin Temple is a royal temple and enjoys the royal pyrotechnic offering, which is inseparable from the royal family, but cannot be too involved in it .Do you understand what Grandma said? "
Qingyuan glanced past confusion, but he still respectfully said: "Qingyuan has been taught."
The abbot sighed, "Step by step in the palace is dangerous. You need to stay away from the women. They are beautiful, but once they are in trouble, they are killing you. You are still young, but you must keep your heart and you must not get involved in the palace. Contention. "
Qingyuan heard a little understanding, but felt that although the abbot said today, although it is not the Dharma, it is more profound than the Dharma.
He worshiped again: "Qingyuan must keep in mind."
The abbot still wanted to say something, but he sighed and turned away.
Qingyuan touched the abbot's token in his arms, and slowly chanted the sutra in his mouth.
I don't know how long after that, the door of the Buddhist temple was opened, and his brother came in and thoughtfully. Qingyuan looked at his Tieqing's face, and said lightly, "Is the brother come to worship Buddha?"
Qing Si approached coldly, ironically: "You can only do this with the help of the concubine. You really are not the former Qingyuan. The former Qingyuan will not accept all these arrangements! You are amazing, the lady in law will actually see you!"
Qingyuan's eyes calmly looked at him: "Why not accept it? Either the lady-in-law or others, if not for Qingyuan's diligent practice and study of the Dharma, this abbot would not be able to take responsibility for Qingyuan. The brother felt that he Qingyuan is more qualified to accept the position of abbot, and Qingyuan is giving way. "
Qing Si saw him this way, knowing that he could not beat him in fame or Buddhism. In charge of Donglin Temple, he has no hope.
His face was white with anger: "That brother would like to wish you the abbot!"
Qingyuan bowed down: "Thank you Brother. In the future, you will need more help from the Brothers."
Qingsi sneered and left. The temple was quiet again, and Qingyuan looked at the Buddha on the Buddha's hall and mumbled, "Buddha, is Qingyuan doing something wrong?"
But he clearly did nothing. Thinking, he closed his eyes and meditated on the Buddha.
...
The establishment of the new abbot of Donglin Temple is not a simple matter. After hearing that the abbot had chosen an heir, he called on Qingyuan to enter the palace to accept the gift. He talked with Qingyuan for a long time in the Imperial Study, and this allowed the palace people to send him away.
Qingyuan was led by the palace man, passing by the Royal Garden, and inadvertently looking back, he saw that in the plum forest, Nie Wushuang was playing with the princess. Her laughter laughed so much that he stopped him. Unconsciously, he was already standing under the porch, watching her stinging figure as if the flower essence shuttled among them. The clear heart lake seems to have invested in a stone, and can't tell what's wrong, but it just feels different.
Which is the Nie Wushuang he has ever seen? It is the footsteps of the Buddhist scriptures, eyes resentful like a scorpion, but beautiful like a poppy and a concubine concubine; still the princess concubine who is high above her, and has a magnificent look; she is still a young woman who is seen today without any worries.
He sighed unknowingly, lowered his eyebrow, and was about to leave. Nie Wushuang had already seen him, she dropped the snowball in her hand, and hurriedly came, calling out: "Master Qingyuan!"
Qingyuan watched her hair burst slightly, her delicate nose slightly reddish, and her bright face seemed to hit the bottom of her heart. He couldn't help but step back and lowered his head: "See Niangniang."
Nie Wushuang rubbed his hands and looked at his costume with a smile. Ming Huang's uncle, Qing Jun's fair complexion, faintly had the solemn look of Baoxiang. She folded her hands in return, and laughed, "Congratulations, Master Qingyuan!"
Qingyuan looked up, clear eyes flashing her frosty hands, and suddenly said, "The mother is careful to keep cold."
Nie Wushuang froze and laughed: "It doesn't matter."
She walked in front of him and nodded with satisfaction: "This is all that Master Qingyuan should get."
Qingyuan felt a shock in his heart and couldn't help looking up at her. How clever he was, from the intricate appearances, he suddenly realized that he had gotten all this, and that might be the woman's hand behind him.
He couldn't figure out what it was like, and stepped back: "Thank you mother, the little monk retired. Mother ... take care!"
He turned and walked forward, his clothes flying in the cold wind, his heart gradually calmed down. After taking a few steps, he turned back, his eyes were clear: "The little monk said that if the mother-in-law is confused or embarrassed, she can find a little monk."
Nie Wushuang warmed his heart and laughed, "This is nature."
Qingyuan silently gave a gift, turned and strode away.
...
The ritual has not yet been completed, Qin's descending book has reached the capital, because Yerutu has fled to Mobei, and is dedicated to Xiao Fengyi by the King Haru of Qin. At the same time, the envoys of Qi are also coming. This is the beginning of March, when the snow and ice are melting and everything is recovering.
After the snow melted, the weather was very cold, and Nie Wushuang was afraid of the cold. In the "Yonghua Temple", she burned a good silver and carbon to drive her cold. Nie Wushuang looked at the spring rain outside the window, but felt that the cold air in the bone marrow was still firmly entangled, like an endless curse, entangled, this cold air is no matter how much silver and carbon the palace people burn Can't be dispelled ...
She watched for a while, and suddenly a housekeeper came to report: "Mother Qi Qi, Princess Rui brought the young son to meet the mother."
Nie Wushuang was surprised. She had seen Zou Nongfang far away from the royal relatives who came to pay New Year's greetings during the New Year. At that time, the grandmother behind her was holding the younger son for more than one year. Looks like, but also feels very fair and cute.
She thought Zou Nongfang would not like to see her again, but how could she come today?
She wanted to stop and ordered: "Go and invite Princess Rui to drink tea in the temple, and change clothes in this palace."
She sorted out her makeup a little and went out. There was laughter in the temple. A boy wearing a brocade damask was giggling with the three princes. Zou Nongfang was sitting on the chair and looked at it with a smile. A thick mother's love emerged from her face.
Nie Wushuang looked a little at the look on her face, and then came forward to meet her: "Sister Zou."
Zou Nongfang saw her coming, and quickly stepped forward to meet him and said, "Chen Ye meets the concubine."
Nie Wushuang helped her to stand up, looked at the little boy who was playing, and asked, "Is he the Highness of the World?"
"Yes!" Zou Nongfang quickly hugged him and whispered: "Laner, see the concubine!"
Laner ... Nie Wushuang recalled that when the son was full, Xiao Fengqing hugged him and asked her to name her.
He said, Laner, she said you were Laner. That joyous look, she is still unforgettable.
"Yi Lan." Nie Wushuang took the little boy in Zou Nongfang's arms. He was just over a year old. It was when he was moving that he suddenly fell into a strange embrace. He looked at Nie with his dark eyes. Wushuang, this twisted the small body and wanted to come down to play.
Nie Wushuang put him down, looked back at Zou Nongfang, and said lightly, "Xiao Shizi looks like Sister Zou."
Zou Nongfang smiled comfortably, and helped Nie Wushuang's hand to respectfully invite her to the seat. When Nie Wushuang saw that she was still silent, she simply withdrew from the palace and asked, "Is there anything wrong with Sister Zou entering the palace today?"
Zou Nongfang smiled bitterly: "Today's courtiers entered the palace because the queen's maiden asked him to ask him something."
Queen? As soon as the queen was involved, what seemed simple was no longer simple. Nie Wushuang instinctively frowned Xiu brows: "What does the queen mother ask you?"
Zou Nongfang glanced at her and slowly said: "The queen mother said that Qiumeng has been serving Wang Ye for a while ... she has been Wang Ye's person, so ... so I want to make Chen Ye take the lead and take her to the side Concubine. "
As soon as Nie Wushuang heard it, Xiu's eyebrows frowned even more. After a long time, she asked, "Did Sister Zou agree?"
Zou Nongfang smiled: "Chen Ye told the queen mother-in-law that this matter had been asked to the grandfather. If the grandfather did not nod, Chen Ye would not be the master. The queen mother and his wife were a little unhappy, and they trained the minister aside, so Chen Yi Just come and ask the concubine, what can I do about this? "
Nie Wushuang took a sip of tea and sneered: "Sister Zou doesn't have to intervene in this matter, and report to His Royal Highness, let him decide for himself!"
As soon as her words fell, the housekeeper came to report: "His Royal Highness Rui came to pick up the princess and the younger son and was waiting outside the palace."
Nie Wushuang put down the tea cup, and clicked, smiling as if to say: "Cao Cao, Cao Cao has arrived. Please come to His Royal Highness."
The inner servant walked away, and Xiao Fengqing walked in the drizzle outside the hall. He wore a dark blue veiled brocade with black embroidered auspicious clouds and black boots on his feet. His handsome face was dyed with a few raindrops, and his eyebrows were clear and clear. With a smile in his eyes, he came in, and patted the invisible rain on his body, and laughed, "Wei Chen met the concubine."
He acted politely, thinking that Nie Wushuang would be polite to not let him bow down, but unexpectedly Nie Wushuang just did not reach out and looked at him and had to finish the ceremony. Then he asked lightly: "His Royal Highness King Rui eyes and eyes, How do you know that Princess Rui is in the palace of this palace? "
Xiao Fengqing patted the hem of the robe, looked at the condensed face on Nie Wushuang's face, and suddenly chuckled: "Of course I know, this is the king's beloved concubine and the son. Does the maiden feel strange?"
Nie Wushuang's heart was full of anger, but on his face he smiled more and more brightly: "Not surprising, it's just that His Royal Highness Rui has several beloved women."
Xiao Fengqing's sharp eyes suddenly stared at her face, only a moment before she said, "One!"
Nie Wushuang watched his mad eyes fall on himself, ashamed and annoyed in his heart, so annoyed. Zou Nongfang had already taken Xiaoshizi quietly back down, and the palace people were waiting outside.
Ning Wushuang fixedly looked at the numerous rain wires outside the window and asked softly, "Do you really want to make such a decision? Participate in the reserve?"
Xiao Fengqing's beautiful black eyebrows slightly raised, sneer: "Do you think the king can refuse? Promise the queen, there is no harm in the lord. On the contrary, you may offend the queen if you don't agree."
Nie Wushuang suddenly became silent, for a long time, she said coldly: "In this case, Her Royal Highness will marry Qiu Meng as the side concubine of King Rui. Just look forward to taking care of Sister Zou and the younger son in the future."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Fengqing chuckled softly: "Who said that the king wanted to marry that Qiumeng?"
Nie Wushuang was slightly surprised, and Xiao Fengqing's eyes were coldly ridiculed: "Just relying on a poor-looking slave who wants to win over the king? The queen also looked down on me too much. If the king promised to join the queen, he would never have Looking at the slaves of such rumors in her eyes, the queen also knew very well, what was Qiumeng. The woman who warmed the bed. She said that she wanted to make her a concubine to the king, but she wanted to test the meaning of the king. That's it. "
After listening, Nie Wushuang confirmed his guess on Qiu Meng. There are too many slaves like Qiu Meng who are used by the superior to pass on some inexplicable intentions. There is only one end of this kind of person after being used-abandoned.
She lowered her eyes and stopped talking. Xiao Fengqing looked at her slender side in her thoughts, and said for a long time: "Now the queen and the concubine are fighting in secret, and it is difficult to get out of the party. If you have any questions, just ask Yang Zhi. Ben The king is not so stingy that even Yang Zhi would not give it to you. "
Nie Wushuang raised his bright eyes, and looked at Xiao Fengqing with a complex look. It is rare that he can talk to her so calmly today, whispering, "Thank you."
They were suddenly silent. Xiao Fengqing laughed suddenly, stood up, and looked down at Nie Wushuang. The evil spirit's eyes showed evil spirits: "What? Is it good to join forces with the king? Don't you have three princes? You can argue."
Nie Wushuang trembled, staring sharply at Xiao Fengqing's eyes, and whispered angrily, "Does His Highness know what you are talking about ?! The three princes are born with a heartache ... you! ..."
Xiao Fengqing sneered: "What if you have a congenital heart attack? Even if he is a cripple, blind man, as long as you are willing, I will be able to put him in the position of emperor. The prince will have a kind of relationship ?! And fiercely ?! "
"Enough!" Nie Wushuang interrupted his words, and the fear and anger in his heart gripped his heart tightly. No, she doesn't want to be a queen! She said that she would live and die with Xiao Fengyi. How could she, for her own selfishness, betray the two so easily that she has now reached her little happiness and luck?
Li Chu, Li Chu! Xiao Fengzhen was just in his prime. She didn't want them to arrange what happened after him! No!
"Well, the King will not say it." Xiao Fengqing sneered and said, "You just watched the queen and the concubine finally quarreled. After that, you have to bless your emperor to live to ten thousand years old. He died only after you died. Otherwise, the new monarch ascended the throne in a certain year and month, and you will be the punching bag in the hands of a queen mother, and will return to you the pain you have received today and now. Is that the miserable consequence? "
He said sneer to leave, and in the rain of the sky, his upright back pierced her heart like a sharp sword.
She was sweating coldly in the cold weather.
Is he a demon? Why else could he puncture what she was afraid of? Why else could he easily shake her seemingly firm belief in a few words?
Do not! Nie Wushuang turned into the inner hall, threw himself on the bed, buried his head in the quilt, but still couldn't stop his ruthless words, knocking into her heart word by word. It turned out that she did not find the source of peach blossoms. Xiao Fengyi's chest was not her last guarantee.
In the harem, women cannot rely on men. The only thing they can rely on is the power in their hands ... Wu Yan's old but stern face glanced across his head.
"Remember, don't fall in love with the emperor. Only if you don't fall in love with the emperor, can you stand invincible ..." Yu Fei spit out her final advice before she died.
And in the coldest spring rainy night of her life, she sweared coldly to the scarlet door: "The sky is up, and I, Nie Wushuang, swear here today, if I do n’t die, I will make a comeback and report to the door. Vengeance! "
"Gu Qinghong, if I don't die, when I make a comeback, I will be full of blood!"
Vengeance ...
that power……
"No--" She screamed suddenly, her stern voice suppressed in the quilt, only a heavy sob.
Ask for monthly tickets, ask for flowers! Seeking drill, seeking all kinds of tigers
Bing thought for a long time, but decided to write like this. Forgive Nie Wushuang for her gains and losses. She has experienced the pain of extinction. Even if Xiao Fengyu's tenderness temporarily healed the trauma in her heart, she still couldn't calm down. Power is a poison that quenches thirst. No maximum, only higher. You can't fall when you are high. As soon as it fell, it was broken. She has no revenge, and love cannot be guaranteed forever. Xiao Fengqing's call to evil spirits further disturbed her mind.
Writing here, Xiao Fengqing is the one who understands her best. He knows all her cravings and weaknesses. He is the demon in her heart. And Xiao Fengzhen is her bright salvation. She loves Xiao Fengxi, but she can't resist the call of the devil in her heart.
Forgive her, just a woman with physical weakness and weakness.