The newly built Genyue Shoushan has a beautiful spring scenery in the palace.
The three-legged gilded crane and copper stove emits a faint fragrance, which is refreshing. The two people on the bed both have happy faces.
This aroma is different from ordinary agarwood. It can make people feel happy and energetic. It not only prolongs the time, but also greatly improves the quality.
The faint sunlight reflected on the apricot dragon tent, and a soft singing voice came from inside the tent: "Drinking in the bridal chamber, the curtains are scattered, the curtains are quiet, I embrace the incense quilt, and I am happy. The musk deer in the golden furnace curls up the green smoke, and the candle in the phoenix tent shakes the red shadow. Infinity
The madness takes advantage of the wine. This joy gradually turns into a wonderful scene. It's like complaining about your neighbor's chicken, saying that the autumn night will never last forever."
The verses full of provocative charm are like songs and picturesque, and the throat sounds are even more melodious. Listening carefully, it feels like riding on a rocking boat, passing through the smoke-willow painted bridges with the elegant flute sound, like a dream.
The amorous feelings on the dragon couch are far more fragrant than the elegant singing. Concubine Murong, who is singing, lies on the brocade couch with her back, her dark hair spread out, her fair body suddenly appears in spring, and her charming face has an intoxicating blush.
The appearance of snow-skinned flowers makes people’s hearts sway.
Zhao Ji pinched her face and said with a smile: "My dear concubine, since it has such a good fragrance, why didn't you take it out earlier?"
Concubine Murong lay down on his lap and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, this is the incense from Daxiangguo Temple. I asked someone to beg for a long time before I got this one."
"I am the emperor, but I still can't enjoy it in Bianliang?"
Zhao Ji was a little annoyed. Concubine Murong pretended not to see it and said with a smile: "Only the eminent monks of Daxiangguo Temple can make this incense. One stick is worth tens of thousands of coins on the market, and it is only given to those pilgrims who pay generously. The concubine sect
I went to ask for it, but the master said that His Majesty is a Taoist emperor and does not need the incense of Buddhism."
"That's unreasonable!"
Zhao Ji patted the bed, and Concubine Murong was so frightened that she leaned down and apologized.
On her downcast face, there was a pair of charming eyes, but there was a trace of amusement.
As long as the pillow blows frequently, regardless of whether it is true or false, will His Majesty still send someone to ask?
Even if he asked, would he trust his beloved concubine or a group of monks?
After doing this, the Imperial Master agreed to accept him into the Shenxiao Palace to practice Taoism. The concubine who can enter the Shenxiao Palace will have a higher status in the palace and can maintain her appearance for a long time.
Zhao Ji helped up his beloved concubine and said in a deep voice: "It has nothing to do with you. I never thought that there would be someone in Bianliang City who could manipulate me and my beloved concubine."
The words Daxiangguo Temple appeared frequently in front of him in the past few days. The city was short of food and all the officials said that the food was in the hands of Daxiangguo Temple. The royal garden was expanded, and the person who would be the prisoner said that the land belonged to Daxiangguo Temple and could not be demolished.
; Now, even if you want to have a romantic relationship with your beloved concubine in the embroidery room, and want to use good fragrance to cheer you up, you have to look at the face of Daxiangguo Temple?
A seed of disgust has been planted in Zhao Ji's heart.
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Lu'er Lane, a small building with a lamp like a bean.
Li Yu sat on the chair and stared at the little clay figurine in front of him. This was a gift from Zuo Ci, but Li Yu found that it was of no use at all.
This little clay figurine is just like his master Zuo Ci. He does nothing useful and says nothing useful.
"I want some elixirs that are very easy to practice, very effective, and can beautify the skin and nourish yin and yang."
"Then you should go to the drugstore or find a doctor." The little clay figurine said expressionlessly.
Li Yu suppressed his anger and said: "Then I want a magical elixir that can make me immortal and immortal. After taking it, I will become an immortal immediately."
"If there is one, please prepare one for me."
"Don't bully me too much. I'm telling you, I've tolerated you for a long time." Li Yu banged the table and cursed: "If you don't know how to behave, I will crush you and throw you into the pit."
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, nothing wrong with that."
Li Yu was furious, but he was reluctant to throw it away. He had already tested it, and found out that this was a pure mud man, different from what Zhao Fujin had made.
That clay figurine has its own intelligence, but this one doesn't.
But it was pinched by Zuo Ci, and it carries some of Zuo Ci's memories, so it behaves just like Zuo Ci, which makes people hate it.
Li Yu put away the clay figurine and put it in a secret compartment. He walked to the bed, took off his shoes and socks, and prepared to sleep.
All these actions were no different from those of normal people, but he didn't notice at all that there was a pair of eyes in the darkness, silently watching his every move.
He was lying on the beam, blending into the night. The person lying on the bed in the room was his assassination target.
He is very cunning and used false identities to deceive the monks who came to assassinate him several times. He must not miss, because the more times he misses, the more vigilant he will be.
The man in black felt Li Yu's breathing carefully and found that it was no different from ordinary people, and he was snoring slightly.
"Absolutely! His fake body is used up!"
The man in black jumped down and was on top of Li Yu's head almost instantly.
Li Yu suddenly opened his eyes, "Who are you!"
What answered him was a cold blade. The man in black cut off Li Yu's head cleanly, put it in a black cloth bag, and quickly disappeared.
The man in black was overjoyed. This time, he had been ambushing this man for three days in order to assassinate him. Now he succeeded with one blow and eliminated a great harm to the temple. What a good thing.
Within three days, under observation by the man in black, Li Yu's behavior was no different from that of ordinary people, so he concluded that this must be his true form.
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"I died again!"
Li Yu patted his chest and said angrily to Lin Lingsu: "Everyone knows that you are the mastermind, why are you staring at me and killing me?"
"Because you are easy to kill, they can't kill me." Lin Lingsu said with a smile. "Start quickly, lest they catch you one day."
Li Yu's expression softened and he said: "It's not urgent. We have to build momentum. Otherwise, if a temple is burned down, it won't cause any trouble at all."
“How to build momentum?”
Li Yu said with a smile: "Find a few celebrities, preferably high-ranking ministers with countless disciples and former officials, to come and support the scene that day. Then they will perform some miracles, let the people exclaim and praise them, and spread the praises everywhere.
.In short, don’t argue with them, what those people are best at is debating.”
In the several debates between Buddhism and Taoism, Taoism was not far behind, but once the debate was over, it was over. The great monk was so good at talking that his tongue bloomed like a lotus, so he could talk to them.
"Use my Taoist magic to do Buddhist miracles?" Lin Lingsu looked disgusted, and it was obvious that she was very conflicted in her heart.
"Palace Master, don't act out of emotion. Think more about why you are doing this."
Lin Lingsu nodded reluctantly, "Bad luck! Are you sure that burning three times will cause Buddhists to defect?"
"Of course." Li Yu said with a smile.
There was once a famous corporal who set fire to the Capitol Building himself, and the next day he put the blame on his biggest competitor, launched a bloody massacre, and became the largest party in one fell swoop.
Li Yu smiled a little sinisterly. In his opinion, burning down the New Xiangguo Temple would have the same effect but sooner or later the behemoth of the Daxiangguo Temple would be isolated.
Lin Lingsu and his Shenxiao Palace are not lacking in strength, but they have always been reckless in the past. Of course, they are no match for the smooth monks. His arrival has enriched their theory of struggle. Under his guidance, they won
