The King's dynasty did not have a different surname king, and respected the state father. There are currently 27 national officials in the Korean Central Government. The ancestors naturally made great contributions to the dynasty, but as time goes by, the credit will always fade away. Some national officials have no real power and gradually become marginalized. In a few years, I am afraid that it will become a pure decoration.

As a companion to the emperor's childhood, He Guogong, although not as low-key as Lu Guogong, gives people the feeling that they can never be shaken, but at least you do n’t need to worry about it. The most obvious manifestation of holy family members is sitting. The man in the drizzle of Jingjue Temple is him, not others.

Jingjue Temple is the Royal Palace and the private temple of the Jing clan. Today, instead of chanting prayers for His Majesty here, he is hosting a distinguished guest on behalf of His Majesty.

He wasn't worried about his power and status, but he was a bit worried that he would not be able to get up tomorrow if he sat on the damp ground for too long-the futon had not been seated for many years. After much experience, he felt that he might fall down at any time.

Thinking of this festival, he couldn't help but give birth to a slander of this distinguished guest, and immediately thought about the other party ’s intellect in the legend. Deep down in the covered quiet room, thank you again.

"Zhanzi is willing to drive here to relieve His Majesty of the Dharma. He is more willing to preside over the Meihui in person. This is really the glory of the court."

The breeze came slowly, taking away the residual incense in the quiet room.

I do n’t know how Zenzi reacted when he heard these words. The monks of Guocheng Temple and He Guogong made a noise and said these nonsense that must be finished.

He Guogong looked deep into the quiet room, and after a moment of groaning, he asked, "I heard that Qingshan Sect went to someone last night. Is that really the real mansion of Jingyang?"

The opening of the cave house in Mangshan last night could not be concealed from the imperial court, just like many monks, the imperial court thought it was fake, and no one was sent at all. But just this morning, some vague news came out, and Guocheng Temple did not hide it.

"That was just a joke of the two real people."

Zenzi's voice is quiet and ordinary, but it is enough to make the smeller respectfully.

Who in the world is qualified to tell the story of two real people in Qingshan Sect in such a calm tone?

He Guogong asked in surprise, "The one under Xiangyun?"

Chanzi said: "It should be after the deceased, so take care."

He Guogong wanted to look at the Jiufeng of Qingshan. After your deceased person should be a disciple on the end of God's Peak, that is really related to Jingyang real person. However, since Zenzi personally confirmed that it was not Jingyang's real Dongfu, he did not think any further and said casually: "The disciples of Qingshan who participated in the Meihui this year should not have any outstanding people. I can't help but feel a little sorry and don't know. When will the disciple in charge of Qingshan come out? "

Compared with young talents such as Luo Huainan, Zhongzhou Pai Bai Zao, Tong Yan and Tong Lu, who are far-fetched, the three generations of Qingshan disciples who did not have Nanshan, Gu Han, and Jian Ruyun do look shabby. Although I heard that Zhao Layue will come, After all, young and a bit special.

An old monk from Guocheng Temple said gently, "Isn't there still Jingu Jiu?"

He Guogong did not notice the old monk glanced deep into the quiet room before saying this sentence, and said with a smile: "I heard that Qingshan performed well when he tried the sword, but how can he be equal to Luo Huainan and Bai Zao. The most important thing is that he will also participate in a chess meeting to challenge Tong Yan, which is really interesting. "

The room was quiet, no one laughed with him, and the scene was boring.

He Guoguo laughed a little awkwardly, thinking about another important thing, and hesitated and said again and again, "The concubine wants you to be blessed outside the temple."

This is the meaning of seeking.

Several old monks from Guocheng Temple and the host of Jingjue Temple looked deep into the quiet room.

White smoke lingering, but I don't see Zen Zi's true face.

After a moment of silence, Zenzi's voice sounded again.

"She lived with compassion and fate at that time. Today, she is already a very blessed fate. Why greedy more? Good-bye fate."

He Guogong understood the meaning, and dare not say more.

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There is a locust grove outside Jingjue Temple. There are several horse-drawn carriages parked in the forest. Looking at the simple and low-key, but from the number of guards around, you can know the identity of the people in the car is extremely important.

The breeze fell with the drizzle, and although it was late spring, it was still a bit cold.

An **** came out of the car and motioned to the guards to return to the car to shelter from the rain.

This is Jingjue Temple. Nowadays, there are dozens of monks from Guocheng Temple sitting in the temple. Where is the need to be so careful.

"That is, the mother is kind, and even these small things are at heart."

A Feng Fengying said in the car.

There was a beauty sitting by the window, with a beautiful face. She had a charming look between her eyes, and she felt naive. There was a temptation that a man could not resist.

She is the most favored Hu Guifei in these years.

"I also came from a poor background and knew the taste of rain in the mountains. If Zhu Guixin had not saved my life from that master, then I would have died."

Hu Guifei showed a touch of color on her face, thinking about the words that had been passed to Guo Gong by the Gonggong before, and gritted her teeth and said, "If you do n’t see it, you wo n’t see it.

She was going to say something ruthless, and she was afraid that the people in the temple would listen, and after all, she respected and respected Zenzi, and when she came out, it became a different meaning.

"I don't believe no one else can help this palace!"

The squinting eyes turned and said, "Would you like to ask Zhongzhou to send us a face?"

Few people know that Hu Guifei is very close to the Zhongzhou faction.

Last year, the Xihai Sword School held a Four Seas Banquet. The Zhongzhou School made an exception to send a disciple named Xiang Wanshu, which was her influence.

Listening to these words, instead of being displeased, Guigui Hu suddenly looked cold and said sharply, "If you say such things in the future, go out of the palace yourself."

The uncle did not know why he offended the master, and quickly knelt down to ask for forgiveness.

Hu Guifei is a clever person. She knows that she can try to ask Zenzi to come out with her love, but she must not use the Zhongzhou school, because the relationship between Guocheng Temple and the Qingshan sect is close, and the Zhongzhou sect and the Qingshan sect have been facing each other for many years. To say that the situation is like fire and water is also not pleasing to each other.

The Orthodox sect is the foundation of the human dynasty. If she was selected because of her own affairs, or even caused a mess, she said that she is just a concubine who has just been petted for a few years. Even if she is a queen queen, she will be directly abolished. Drop, and then hit the cold palace.

A palace maid said softly, "Master Shi said a few days ago that Qingtian Si has been staring at Qingshan Sect."

Hu Guifei said annoyed, "Did the Qingtian Division dare to deal with the Qingshan Sect? To know that the true heir of Jingyang, this palace just wants her to admit it, but this is not enough! I heard that the one named Jingjiu To make a fool of challenging Tong Yan, I'll see how he ends! "

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Chaoge City is shrouded in drizzle.

The people waiting in line outside the city gates have already put on hats.

Jing Jiu no longer stands out.

The soldiers of the city took the slightly wet road guide from his hand and asked, "Where did you come from? What are you going to do to Songcheng?"

Jing Jiu said, "Go home."

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According to the investigation by Shang Defeng, the home of disciple Jingjiu Aoyama was in Chaoge.

In fact, his home is indeed Chaoge.

After a lapse of twenty years, he returned to Chaoge City again, feeling much less than last time.

The last time he was greeted in Chaoge City was a winter snow, and this time he was greeted by a spring rain.

When he was in the small village, he learned a word that Chunyu is as expensive as oil.

For the people living in Chaoge City, Chunyu is like oil, making the bluestone road extremely slippery and extremely annoying.

Of course, Chunyu also attracts many good words from poets.

Jing Jiu didn't care about piano, painting, calligraphy and painting, and naturally he could not write poetry, but he liked Chunyu.

Whether it falls on the awning, the eaves, or the spring rain on the hat.

It's like he would move into the room on a snowy day and leave the window open.

In a sense ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ he is a very poetic person who just lived, but he didn't know it.

Wearing a hooded hat walking in the streets of Chaoge City, he ignored the omnipresent array of breath, and his eyes fell through the rain silk elsewhere.

For example, the ripples in the soup bowl of the beggar under the eaves were rippled by rain.

For example, the young woman who was preparing the dishes on the Wupon boat under the bridge fanned the fire in a small clay stove.

For example, a girl who had forgotten to take an umbrella ran across the lane with raindrops like pearls.

There is a quiet courtyard deep in the alley, not far from the eaves of Taichang Temple.

Shang Defeng made it clear that Jing Jiu's ancestor had served a certain former emperor, so it is a matter of course that his home is here.

The wooden courtyard door was very old, and the moss on both sides of the stone steps was wet by rain, and everything seemed so peaceful.

Jing Jiu hesitated for a while before stepping forward.