In the n year of the Tang Dynasty, a certain month and a certain day, the wind was beautiful and sunny.

In Chang'an City, all people with a little family background are those who drag their families with their families to believe in Buddhism, and head towards Puguang Temple.

Entering is a rare day for the Fa conference.

In accordance with the practice of Puguang Temple’s ceremonies, there are porridge sheds spontaneously built by the wealthy squires at the foot of the mountain, and there are also devout believers who bring balm money and deliver them to the offering box at the entrance of the temple early, saying something in their mouths. In this year's prayer, the peace of the family in the family will follow.

None of this is what the current Gu Zheng wants to manage. He just bowed his head and quietly followed behind Master Daoyue, his rare dressing up.

When I saw Li Shimin last time, he didn't wear a monk's robes, but Daoyue's strong request was also put on him at this time.

As the facade of Puguang Temple, he did his part to show that Buddha is defined by gold.

Bells and drums, which represented the beginning of the Fa conference, rang throughout the temple.

And his master, along with him, slowly ascended to the high altar surrounded by the yellow robe brothers.

This high platform wrapped in yellow silk reveals its majestic true face under the attention of the devout followers of Chang'an City.

The exclamation of exclamation reached the climax of the volume when Master Daoyue stepped across the stairs on the side step by step.

Looking at it from the bottom up at such a height, it was a burst of dizziness.

But Dao Yue, who was sitting on top of it, had slowly sat down, but he was not half moved, showing the grace that a high monk should have.

The monk's robes were hanging down, and the golden light seemed to blend in with the sun, so that those who crave the beauty on it could not help but squint their eyes.

The sun was too dazzling, so the believers turned their attention to the square under the stage.

They are forced to see from their eyes and turn to their ears to listen. When you listen with your ears, you will feel it with your heart.

This is also another use of the high altar platform.

Throw away the shell of hypocrisy and focus on the feelings of the soul.

However, Dao Yue, who wanted to withdraw his apprentices together, had made a mistake at this conference.

Because after Daoyue settled down, Gu Zheng, who was on the deputy technique stage, also slowly appeared in the court.

Let those believers and people who have not had time to close their eyes to see an exciting scene of Buddha walking across the clouds.

That monk, robed and yellow robe, the exterior is unparalleled, but it is difficult to conceal the slightest inner grace.

A little cinnabar is between the forehead, red and clear.

His face is soft like the best Guanyin statue, with indescribable compassion, Zen Buddhism.

He is like a cloud on the horizon, and a fish in the pond, always inaccessible in that way.

People who saw such a beautiful scene could not afford a half-century of blasphemy, but there were still those ignorant women who exclaimed the Buddha and the Buddha, kneeling on the spot of this puja.

So because of his noise, he did not stop the monk. He turned a deaf ear, as if the troubles of the mortal world, and him were all in the past. In his heart, only the high platform in front of him and the Buddha in the hall behind him.

At the end of this journey, after Gu Zheng sat down on the auxiliary platform, the people in this area and those who were listening outside the mountain road because they couldn’t get into the big field had only one reaction to the debate, that was pious. .

Seeing this, Li Shimin, who was hiding in the crowd and closest to the observatory, asked the close servant, what he thought of the ceremony: "What do you think?"

"Do you think my vision is unique?"

At this time, the attendant was staring scorchingly at the direction of the high platform on which the debate plane boarded, with three-point admiration, and three-point anger, and said: "Your Majesty’s vision is really good, that Dao Yue Masters who can extol the Dharma on these sutra altars are indeed an eminent monk who has attained Taoism from generation to generation."

The voice in the spit was crisp and dripping, and it was not as uncertain as an ordinary waiter.

Listening to this voice, she was actually a little girl.

Sure enough, Li Shimin very intimately clicked the tip of the little maid's nose, laughed triumphantly, and looked towards the high platform where the lecture was about to begin.

And the woman who was praised spit out her tongue, her eyes gurgling, but she turned her gaze to the direction of the monk again with a very gloomy look.

If Gu Zheng could see this woman's face, he would be surprised at the scene.

This is His Majesty Wu Huang who was the most lofty in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Wu Mei at this time was about the same age as Gu Zheng, but she was in her early twenties.

She was committed to the emperor beside her, but she didn't dare to use half the means.

Because beside the powerful and suspicious Li Shimin, her fascinating methods are too pediatric.

But she has a killer that no one knows, that is, now because she looks at the defense machine too seriously, she was discovered, and she squeezed the prince Li Zhi on her waist as a reminder.

For this sudden salty pigsman, Wu Mei glared and angered, and behind Li Shimin's back, doing the most exciting cheating in the world.

The taboo between father and son, mother and son, made this Li Zhi, who has always shown his benevolence and filial piety, his eyes become red at this time.

Wheezes, can not calm your mood.

Just when he was about to arouse the attention of Father King because of his gaffe, and when Li Shimin in front of him was about to turn his head, the Daoyue Master on this high platform was the first to speak.

"Buddha said..."

The most famous Buddhist sayings were uttered from the mouth of the eminent monk, the words and words were like pearls, so that all the minds of those who heard it were automatically attracted.

There was a monk from the outside world who came here especially, sitting on the ground, closing his eyes and then explaining and reading together.

Those who devote themselves to Buddhism should put their hands together and be sincerely grateful to them.

All of a sudden, the people inside and outside of this scene were washed physically and mentally by this sound, and they were all immersed in the witty words of Buddhist commentary.

In the temple, Li Zhi and Wu Mei, who were still thinking about lewdness, also got three points inexplicably ashamed on their faces.

The originally stimulating and sneaky heart naturally faded.

But Wu Mei, who raised her head, looked uncontrollably in the direction of the debate machine on stage.

Isn't this the monk who caused Princess Gao Yang to suffer a lot in the past few days?

I only heard that the princess had only lived in Puguang Temple for one night inexplicably. She actually blocked her gate, and she had never seen her go out again for many days.

Who doesn't know the purpose of her visit to this Buddhist temple?

It's just that the person in private turned one eye and closed one.

After all, that person's true love for the stables was not even said at all.

However, this monk is really good-looking, and Wu Mei, who is bold and reckless, has more courage than ordinary women.

While everyone was quietly listening to the call of the Dharma, she was always admiring the beautiful monk.

For a while, obsessed, the image of the debate machine was deeply imprinted in Wu Mei's mind.

From then on, the Buddha became a demon, imprinted on her heart, and her aesthetics was also very strangely transformed into the image of a defense machine.

Wu Mei, who didn't know that she had been affected in a subtle way, after the last chanting of Master Daoyue on the high platform, she quickly pulled back her thoughts.

Although it was only a small section of the principle of the law, it allowed Li Shimin to realize the truest level of this Dao Yue.

Seeing the figure behind Daoyue, who was piously admiring the Buddha, the first dangerous light in Li Shimin's eyes passed in a flash and dissipated after this lecture.

He didn't alarm the people around him, just whispered to the real guards on the side. After saying to evacuate, he quietly withdrew from the crowd outside the gate of the temple, and took the effort~lightnovelpub.net~. After getting to the mountain, he didn't even listen to Master Daoyue's subsequent lectures.

The purpose of this microservice visit has been achieved, and it is better to be careful in this mixed place.

A group of small amusement parks that seemed loose but actually guarded them began to drive away in the direction of the imperial palace of Chang'an City.

Li Shimin, who relied on his car, did not ride a horse today because he was traveling with Wu Mei. On the contrary, he was slanted in the car crash covered with yellow silk, and looked at the scroll in his hand seemingly.

For fear of seeing Wu Mei's boringness, suddenly, Li Shimin asked a sentence in his heart: "Mei Niang, you said, the monk named Jingji, isn't that too good-looking?"

"What would the people of Chang'an City think?"

Wu Meiniang, who was asked, had a sigh in her heart, and her impression of that arrogant Gao Yang princess was even worse by three points.

You said that you are a young and beautiful concubine, how can you evaluate the ugliness or beauty of a young monk?

If it wasn't for this princess's behavior that was too obvious and didn't intend to cover up, and was known to her father and king, how could such a disaster be caused for her?

Just thinking about Wu Mei who was acting according to her own mind, she suddenly thought of the good thing that was interrupted suddenly when Li Shimin got close to her a few days ago.

During that day, she hid behind the curtain full of resentment, and heard what Gao Yang said when she suddenly met?

By the way, Fang Xuanling's body might not be better anymore. The princess of her Datang married to the Fang family was actually going to fight for the title of Fang Jiaguo on behalf of her husband.

This world is still the world of His Majesty the emperor. Can you, a princess, intervene in the laws of this world?

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