Chapter 403 Compassionate monk father is obsessed with obsession 22
Chapter 403 Compassionate Monk Dad is Obsessed 22
"Drinking some wine before going to bed is good for sleep." The prince explained casually.
Fuchen just thought he was a big man, and jumped into the wine vat happily. "Haha. I just like your pleasure." He finished the whole vat quickly with "咻", "廻", "咻" and "绻". He climbed out,
Fall into the second tank along the edge of the tank, and lie down in the wine to rest.
"Ha, ew~"
"Ha, ew~"
A different sound came. The gentleman thought it was floating dust playing. He glanced over and saw green grass floating in the wine, and suddenly thought it was a tea cup.
After watching for a long time, Junzi didn't react, Fuchen fell asleep. This seemed to be a snoring sound.
Compared to last night, this voice was much softer.
A slight purr sounds like a cat humming.
Jun Ziwu stood up, looked at the grass floating in the tank, and poked it with his index finger. Grass can also snore.
He plucked the grass with his index finger. The snoring only paused for a moment, then started again.
It seems like I can snore no matter what.
He got to know this little monster named Fuchen more deeply. He really was a "floating" dust.
No gentleman would put grass into wine.
"Ha, hoo~" The grass sank into the wine and quickly floated up, and the snoring continued.
Jun Ziwu poked again, this time to the center of the wine, and the snoring was quieter. When he let go, the grass floated up, and the snoring increased from small to loud.
"Drunk grass." Jun Ziwu flicked his fingers at the grass and turned away from playing. The grass drifted to the wall of the tank and floated back by itself.
The wind blows and the pine waves blow.
There was a cracking sound from the wine vat behind, and countless roots stretched out through Jun Zi Wu, through the hibiscus forest, and struck against the woods.
The white roots quickly retracted, accompanied by the sound of tree trunks falling in the forest.
The housekeeper was startled when he heard the sound, but calmed down when he saw that the prince was fine.
The prince walked to the broken wine vat, pushed aside the broken vat pieces, pinched the grass blades that were still "ha, hoo~" with his two fingers, and said to the butler, "Bring another vat of wine, and ask for some that were shattered by the dust.
trees.”
"Yes." The butler took the order, and first arranged for people to move tables, chairs, bags, and wine, and then went to count the trees.
"Master, the count is over." The steward bowed. "Ninety-eight pine trees and five cypress trees were counted. Only the pine trees showed signs of impact," the steward said.
"Have all the pine trees fallen down?" the gentleman asked without hesitation.
"Only the small trees that have not yet matured into useful materials have survived," the official said.
"Replace the pine trees in the mansion with fir and cypress." Jun Ziwu roughly understood, "Go down."
"yes."
The atmosphere is beautiful, the golden osmanthus is fragrant, the leaves make a "sasha" sound, and the small petals are fluttering in the wind.
The prince was sitting in the pavilion, and on the benches on both sides were neatly placed stacks of foldables waiting to be seen.
Outside the pavilion is a wine vat. The wind blows and the aroma of wine floats into the pavilion.
Jun Ziwu stood up and looked at the grass in the vat. There was a layer of golden osmanthus floating in the wine, and there was a faint scent of osmanthus in the rich aroma of the wine. The grass floated in the wine, and the "Ha, hoo~" sound was particularly long. There was nothing strange about it.
I walked back to the table, sat down, and picked up my writing brush to review.
This time I can read the book with peace of mind.
Fuchen woke up at sunrise time.
The sunlight hits the wine, making the wine more fragrant.
"Ah~" Fuchen yawned and looked at Junzi Wu who was still sitting and reviewing.
"When is it?" Fuchen asked.
"It's half past midnight (six o'clock in the morning)."
"Have you already gone to court?" Fuchen yawned again, looking refreshed.
"Yeah." Jun Ziwu stood up, "Let's go and have dinner together."
The floating dust climbed up the wall of the wine tank. The wine drops on her body were quietly sucked into her body. After a breath, she was already dry and comfortable. She jumped down and fell into the grass. There was a "tapping" sound from the grass, and she was covered with dew as she ran. The floating dust jumped happily.
Jumping to Jun Ziwu, "Let's go, let's go, I want to drink."
The gentleman smiled without hesitation, "Have you not had enough?"
"I want to drink." Fuchen shook his roots back and forth.
"No. I only drink it when I sleep." Jun Ziwu joked and walked.
The prince has a very tight schedule and practices martial arts every day. Practicing martial arts early in the morning before court helps him clear his mind and avoid making mistakes in the court.
A change today. Practice martial arts before breakfast.
Junzi Wuwu's sword is very handsome, and every move is filled with murderous intent. He was so fascinated that he was so fascinated that he licked the wine and cakes in his mouth and stared at the sword.
She also wants to be so handsome.
"How is it?" The gentleman wiped his sword without wiping his sweat.
"Handsome." Fuchen was very excited.
"Ha." Junzi smiled, very happy with his new little crush, turned around and said, "Let's go."
Fuchen jumped onto Jun Ziwu with the wine glass in his arms, and suddenly thought, "Is this wine cake made of wine? It tastes good."
"Well, it's because of your alcohol."
The smell of alcohol I vomited...isn't that just saliva?
"Cough cough cough..." Fuchen coughed violently.
"You are so disgusting." Fuchen complained to Ah Wu. She could no longer look directly at herself.
Just licking her own saliva over and over again... She is so far from handsome.
The gentlemen talked all the way to the hall.
The butler stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, you are still here."
"Does the king need to handle this matter personally?" Junzi Wu squinted his eyes, looked at the housekeeper, and then left.
The butler's face was ugly and his waist straightened subconsciously.
Fuchen looked at the housekeeper, then looked back at Junzi Wu, "A Wu, are you angry?"
All gentlemen did not speak.
"Since you suspected the housekeeper, why didn't you kill him directly?" Fuchen was curious.
Jun Ziwu shook his head, "It's not to the point of doubt. I'm leaving just because I'm afraid that I'll doubt him. Don't use people who doubt you, but don't trust people when you employ them. He will do a good job in loyalty."
Fuchen didn't say anything anymore. She was a little confused but seemed to understand.
The gentleman didn't eat, so Fuchen was playing around. She would pull her own roots and count them, and she would always pull out the gray roots in her roots, look at the small red flower bones, put them in again, and continue counting.
Sometimes I will subconsciously pull it out and look at the flowers.
"Do you like that flower very much?" the prince asked.
"No. It's just that when I count my roots, I always subconsciously pull out this one that is different. This one is too ugly and different from my roots. I always have the idea of pulling it out." Fuchen said.
The prince understands and will subconsciously find faults and push out different things.
"It's been pulled out, so let's take a look. If you don't look at it, just put it back. I feel so stupid."
Don't you feel stupid after reading this? A gentleman laughs. This idea... is indeed very human.
"Is there anything you like or dislike?" Jun Ziwu continued to ask.
"Well...except for wine, I don't seem to like or dislike anything. Ouch! I also like to sleep!" Fuchen patted Ye Ye.
"Song Shu, do you like it?" Junzi Wu was curious. Didn't he beat Song Shu Dou to death?
"It's not bad." Speaking of pine trees, Fuchen started to complain, "There is a pine tree in my temple (Foxin Temple). It always excludes me and prevents me from occupying the land. It also uses medicine to drive me away. I am so angry that I always
Love fighting with him."
"He will definitely not be able to defeat you later." Jun Ziwu was very sure.
"How do you know?" Fuchen was surprised, "Can you tell fortunes? Really. When I wanted to fight later, he gave up. I only beat him once! I want to win many more times!"
If he wins again, he can only pick it up and use it as firewood. A gentleman can't help laughing.
"Why are you laughing?" Fuchen was puzzled.
"Laughing at you, you are the same on the outside." In the dream, your daily behavior is very real.
Junzi Wu really didn't expect that this was the only reason why she hit the tree.
"Is there any creature... or object that you particularly want to fight with?" Junzi Wu asked.
"No." Fuchen felt like he was being laughed at.
"If you have any, you must say it." Gentleman Wu warned.
"Oh." Fuchen was dumbfounded and couldn't figure out why.
Fuchen was a little bored, so he jumped down and went out to visit the palace by himself.
Xiaocao walked slowly and leisurely in the corridor, followed not far away by the butler and attendants.
As I walked, I noticed something different in my field of vision. Turning around, I saw a person. White clothes were piled on the bluestone floor, and black hair was scattered on the ground.
"Who are you?" Fuchen walked over curiously.
The man was surprised when he saw that it was a grass speaking. Then he immediately responded, "I am the He family, this year's third flower."
"Oh, you are the flower that cannot be eaten." Fuchen suddenly asked, "What's the matter with you?"
The He family laughed miserably, "I want to see the prince."
"Why?"
"You don't understand even if I tell you." The He family bowed their heads in despair.
"In mid-June, there was a severe drought in Fuhe County, killing more than 62,300 people, mostly the old, weak, sick and disabled. The magistrate of Sanyue County cut off work to provide food to the people, incited riots and interrupted the river digging project. Sanyue is now under custody.
Five hundred mobs were put in jail." Fuchen repeated what Zhezi said word for word, "But this?"
"You actually know? Then you must know Sanyue's fate. Tell me!" The He family's eyes suddenly widened with anger, and they tried to grab grass with their hands.
The momentum of the shot was as if it was going to kill him.
The attendant at the back was about to step forward, but was stopped by the butler, "Lingcao has psychic powers. She has her own reasons for not moving."
Fuchen jumped up and dodged while saying, "So what if you know? So what if you don't know? I won't tell you if I know!"
"Tell me! Tell me! Is he dead? Is he still alive? Is he alive?" The He family kept patting, looking crazy and eloquent, "The three mountains have established a destiny for the world and benefited the people of the country. They should be respected by the people of the world.
Love!”
"He sets an example for the world and is a role model for all our students. I want to know. I want to know whether he is alive or not. I still want him to live a glorious life!"
"You're so weird." Fuchen simply dug into the soil, ran to the man's feet and hit him, knocking him upside down. "Are you awake?"
The He family sat on the ground, leaning back, looking at Xiaocao who was still calm, and his mood became more stable. He sat up and looked at Fuchen, "You are Lingcao, and you have stayed with the holy monk for so long, you must be familiar with the principles of nature.
, tell me, should Sanyue be imprisoned?" He was still unconvinced as he spoke.
"Heavenly principles? Do you know what heavenly principles are?" Fuchen asked, "Do you think your heaven will jump down to save people and kill people?"
"No, never." Fuchen hugged his roots and said slowly, "Heaven has never cared about it, so the law of nature is to let nature take its course. If he dies, he will die. He will not care. When a person dies, it is
Even if he dies, he won’t care.”
"You humans always feel that you are unique. No matter what grievance you suffer, you feel that God should help you and everyone has to help you. You use a human arrogance to ask the world to cater to you."
"But actually, you are the only ones who can speak the word Tianli." Fuchen explained her theory with an old man's attitude.
The theory of demons.
The He family sneered, "Don't be so arrogant. You monsters don't pay attention to the principles of nature. Otherwise, how would you practice and become an immortal?"
"You are wrong. The laws of heaven are what you people can tell. We demons only talk about the ways of heaven and the laws of heaven. We can tell the truth by observing the way heaven behaves."
"What people say about heaven's principles is to restrain people's behavior."
"The way of heaven explains the behavior of heaven."
"Are you too self-righteous when you use natural principles to correspond to heaven's ways?" Fuchen looked at her coldly.
She feels that people are arrogant and ridiculous, thinking that they are the leader of all things.
"Isn't it? Isn't this world the world of humans? Isn't it the world of you monsters? No, why have I been led astray by you? Tell me, what happened to Sanyue!" The He family fell into excitement again.
"I'm just talking about Sanyue. I think Ah Wu did the right thing because he followed the way of heaven. But you think he was wrong because he went against the law of heaven, right?" Fuchen said lightly.
The He family thought about it for a while, and really said, "Then go ahead and see what you can say."
Fuchen took a deep breath. "Let's put it this way. Do you think this world belongs to humans?"
"Didn't I say it?" The He family became impatient again, "Then it must be a world dominated by humans."
"What if everyone dies?" Fuchen said softly like a ghost, "Do you think your God will help you?"
"How can people die? Our country has such a large population and such a large land, how can it die?" After saying this, he was stunned. The He family suddenly realized what Fu Chen was talking about.
disaster.
Drought, floods, and insect infestations make life difficult for the four regions. More than 60,000 people, nearly 60%, died in one county alone. How could they not die?
"It's impossible." The He family didn't want to believe it. "How can people die? Only when the person in power is a gentleman, can people die!"
"You still don't understand." Fuchen sighed, feeling that human beings are really stupid.
It would be great if everyone could be as wise as Awu.
"Let me ask you first, do you think God will save you?" Fuchen asked again. Her tone was very calm.
Because she knew she was a fool.
The He family was about to speak.
Fuchen pointed to the grass on the ground again, "Then do you think God will save this one from death?"
"No." The He family said calmly this time.
"Where are the trees on the ground?" He pointed to the osmanthus tree again.
"Won't."
"Where are the birds in the trees?"
"Won't."
“Where are the bird eaters?”
"..." He Jiayin was angry, "Are you playing with me?"
"I'm very serious." People are fools. They always think that they are alone every day. She is so helpless.
Fuchen sighed heavily, "The answer is no."
"Human beings are just residents in nature, and all living creatures are the same."
Fuchen started to feel lazy, so he sat on the ground and narrated leisurely, "This world is just like your room."
"As long as the house still has the ability to repair itself, there will never be a shortage of residents."
"When people die, there are always other inhabitants."
"This is the law of heaven."
"Your prince's priority in protecting the land is exactly in line with the road."
