The first day of October in the eighth year of Zhenguan.
This was a special day. Li Er's "conscience" found out and decided to build a Daming Palace for the Supreme Emperor, his biological father Li Yuan, as a summer escape in the future.
It's just that Li Yuan's eight years of confinement plus these eight years of unrestrained drinking and sex life.
And that sixty-eight-year-old age.
The Daming Palace was said to be built for Li Yuan, but how many people would believe it?
However, Li Erchu's intentions have nothing to do with Ye Yuan, and he doesn't care either.
But the construction of Daming Palace has something to do with Ye Yuan.
After the Xuanwumen Incident, Li Er had problems sleeping. He often suffered from insomnia and nightmares.
He couldn't think about these things even during the day. For this reason, he became a good and diligent emperor.
It’s just that it’s not okay if you don’t sleep.
Later, they still found two door gods, Marshal Qin Qiong and General Wei Chigong, and asked them to guard both sides of the palace gate every night wearing armor and weapons, so that Li Er could sleep peacefully.
Well, these two later became the door gods.
In short, in order to seek peace of mind, Li Er also relied heavily on Buddhism and Taoism.
Building the Daming Palace was no small matter, so Li Er decided to have Buddhist and Taoist masters come to chant sutras and pray for blessings.
A small temple like the Bodhi Temple had no chance to be shortlisted, but someone actually submitted the names of the three masters and disciples of Daoyue, and they were all selected.
It's really confusing.
Night was about to fall, and the Bodhi Temple that had been crowded with people before now had no pilgrims anymore. Ye Yuan came to the gate of the temple to prepare to close the door.
"Da da da…"
A white horse took the lead and rushed straight to the door.
"Xu..."
Xiaobai immediately came down and a little girl dressed in red, innocent and cute, well, if you don't look at her eyes.
"Brother Bian Ji."
"donor…"
The little girl pulled Ye Yuan's broad sleeves and said.
"Brother Bianji, you can call me Xiner."
Ye Yuan didn't dare to say anything.
At this moment, several ponies and a carriage came here.
"Amitabha, I'll call Master."
Ye Yuan took the opportunity to escape, leaving only the little girl with an unwilling look on her face, stamping her feet on the spot.
In the past few years, the beautiful woman often comes over and takes her children to the small temple in the backyard of Bodhi Temple.
The time is uncertain, but what is certain is that the festival will not come, and other times will be left to chance.
She didn't know if she did this out of guilt or something else.
In short, Ye Yuan couldn't understand her.
However, this is not important.
The important thing is that although she discovered the identity of Ye Yuan's body, she did not tell anyone.
Moreover, it didn’t reveal any flaws.
This allowed Ye Yuanan to spend seven years in peace.
To be honest, Ye Yuan didn't know how to deal with this woman.
As he walked towards the backyard, he subconsciously looked at the first two tasks on the Zhutian panel.
1.Repay a favor: save the benefactor...
2. Revenge: Kill the enemy…
These two tasks are aimed at beautiful women. No matter which one you choose, you can get the task completion degree.
However, Ye Yuan does not want the task completion degree now.
Moreover, the technique of formless dharma body is too easy to come by.
Ye Yuan is often suspicious and suspects that there is something wrong with this technique.
In addition, this is a Buddhist practice.
Although everything seems normal now, there is no guarantee that there will be no sequelae.
For example, side effects such as being reticent, feeling discouraged, becoming a monk, etc.
Therefore, Ye Yuan was prepared to wait a little longer, at least until he had basically confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the technique before he thought about the mission.
In this way, he has a way out.
In the backyard, host the meditation room.
"Master, they are here."
Daoyue's face turned pale, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were as pure as a baby's, and he answered slowly.
"Well, I understand."
Even so, he made no move to get up, but looked at Ye Yuan and said.
"The key is in the cabinet, please take them in!"
Ye Yuan was very confused: Isn't this right? Aren't outsiders always not allowed in?
Dao Yue saw Ye Yuan's thoughts and murmured to himself.
"Bian Ji, you have first-class natural aptitude and extremely fast cultivation speed. I am afraid that your current cultivation level has already exceeded the peak of being a teacher. The secrets in the small temple and your memories... you should have known about it for a long time!"
Ye Yuan nodded, not intending to hide anything.
Dao Yue continued with an expression that was indeed true.
"In this case, there is no need to hide it from you anymore. From now on, you will be able to clean the small temple by yourself."
Ye Yuan nodded silently and accepted the job.
Dao Yue closed his eyes tiredly and said softly.
"Go ahead."
"Yes, Master."
After Ye Yuan left, Daoyue's lips were still trembling slightly, but his voice was no longer identifiable.
Only those who are proficient in lip reading can decipher some words: Old friend, your death is a mystery. Unfortunately, I can't do anything about it. However, I have completed the task you entrusted me. My speech skills have grown up. You and I will meet again.
The day is not far away...
In the sixth year of Zhenguan, Dao Yue's friend, the Duke of Guo, died on the way back to Chang'an. The cause of death was... illness.
Although Daoyue wanted to go to express his condolences, he also wanted to investigate the cause of his old friend's death.
However, he cannot let people know that he is related to his old friend.
Moreover, he is about to die, and all his mana is used to maintain this broken body. If he does it, he will definitely die.
Although he is not afraid of death, there are still two apprentices who need him.
So, it has been delayed for two years.
On the other side, the beautiful woman, supported by her two daughters, had arrived in the backyard.
Under the torment of the illness, the beautiful woman lost too much weight, and her plump figure was no longer there, but she was still a beauty, a sickly beauty, gentle, kind, and pitiable.
When the beautiful woman saw Ye Yuan coming to open the door, a strange color flashed in her eyes, and then she asked calmly.
"Bianji, where is Master Daoyue?"
Ye Yuan answered while unlocking the door.
"Master is not in good health. From now on, the key will be kept by me."
"I see."
The sickly beauty nodded without showing anything strange on her face.
Even so, Ye Yuan knew that she was definitely not at peace in her heart.
Because her heart was beating faster.
Opening the door, directly opposite is an offering table with six tablets placed on it.
This was the first time Ye Yuan saw with his own eyes the six taboo-like names above.
If outsiders had known that the memorial tablets of these six people were enshrined in Bodhi Temple, they would have been wiped out by the army.
The beautiful woman has been paying attention to Ye Yuan's expression, and she is vaguely aware of something in her heart. A thought flashes in her mind: Do you know everything? Time is your destiny!
Although her mood was extremely complicated, she still didn't show it. She just took the incense sticks lit by Ye Yuan and led several boys and girls to burn the incense.
Ye Yuan looked at them quietly, expressionless.
After it was over, Ye Yuan locked the door.
The beautiful woman said to her children.
"You guys go out first, I want to see Master Daoyue."
"Mom, let me stay with you."
"Yes, mother, my sister and I will stay with you."
Faced with the filial piety of her two daughters, she refused.