Chapter 97: life

Luo Wei let go of his hand and saw that Xingwu Emperor came over and fell to the ground, but he was still unwilling in his heart. This country teacher must know something, how can he ask him to understand.
"Your Majesty," the master of the robes saw the holy drive but it was not awkward. It was just a ritual. "The barren is just a few Buddhist sayings with the three sons. It seems that the three sons have no connection with my Buddha."

On the other hand, Xingwu Emperor let Luo Wei flat, while joking with the master of the robes: "Is it difficult for the country to cross the boy?" Xingwu Emperor also respected the Buddha, but as a father, he heard that Luo Wei and the Buddha had no choice but he was still very Happy, no one wants his children to enter the empty door. The same is true of Xingwu Emperor, but he wants to give Luo Weiyi a rich and wealthy.
"Three sons," Master Luo Yi said to Luo Wei: "Some things, the Buddha can not say, can not say."
Luo Wei is annoyed. Since you can't say it, why should you say those words before you? Or said, Luo Wei remembered that the Chinese teacher and Long Xuan stood together, or said that this person is talking about Long Xuan? Long Xuan is now defeated, but this country teacher will help him? Want to send charcoal in the snow?
"Wei, you should go back to the Changming Hall first." Xingwu Emperor looked at Luo Wei as if he was uneasy, and said: "Hey and the national teacher have something to say."
Luo Wei had to go to the Changming Hall first. Now there is still half an hour before the early dynasty. I don’t know what the Xingwu Emperor and the country teacher are going to say.
In the Changming Hall, Zhao Fu saw Luo Wei come in, and he hurried up and said: "The son, His Majesty left a letter on the table of the son, saying that he would let the son come."
Luo Wei sat down to the table and sat down. There was a letter on the table. When he opened it, he saw it. It was written by Long Yu. When Luo Wei looked at the contents of the letter again, he felt more depressed. Long Yu said in the letter that Liu had been in the country after all, and he asked Xingwu to let Liu stay as good. This kind of person, is this person really grown up in the palace? Luo Wei did not know how to react at that time.
The masters of Xingwu and the masters of the robes walked in the Imperial Garden. The weather was already cold for a few days, but there was no rain or snow, and everything was depressed, only people felt depressed.
"Why did the master enter the palace?" Xingwudi asked him only when he and the master of the robes were in the forest trail.
"Last night, the second temple was drunk, and the poor invited him to rest in the temple for one night," said the master of the dress. "I still want to blame him."
Xingwu Emperor snorted. "He is a good parent, how can he take him?"
The master of the coat said: "You must relax your heart."
"Just the child," Xingwu Emperor stood down and said: "It is Luo Wei. After the master saw him, how do you feel?"
The master of the coat said: "What should you ask him?"
"Hey, ask his life."
"The life of the three sons is rich."

How rich can you be?

"Your Majesty, the man who sent the man's character and barrenness on that day, want to come to this man is Luo Sangongzi?"
Xingwu Emperor looked at the master of the robes, this man has a pair of eyes that seem to know everything. "You said this time that you have been miserable in your life. If you are in the middle of the DPRK, let him go and let him go. Today, I said this is true. Rich, master, what should you say to you?"
"Your Majesty," said the master of the robes: "The name of the three sons is Robus, and it is better in the country than in the temple. The food is rich, and the so-called sorrow is the heart."
"The Luo family has never been treated with him," said Xingwu. "How can his heart be miserable? Luo Zhiqiu is a kind father. His mother is only not close to him, but he has never been harsh to him. It is the two brothers who are also with him. It's all very good."
"What will happen in the future, the poor will not know," said the master of the dress. "Just think that the three sons have left since then, and may be able to live a happy life."