And this Hong Zhiqian is also very greedy. He has eaten delicacies from all over the world, and I am afraid that he will also be amazed by Mrs. Xie's dim sum.
It is said that he once pretended to be a beggar and guarded the door of that house for a year in the cold weather in order to eat someone else's secret bean curd, which shows his nature as a foodie.
Shen Mingzhu personally sent Hong Zhiqian there, and then met Xiao Xian again, agreeing that he would pick her up from Shen's mansion tomorrow and go to Dabei Temple to offer incense together.
After arranging these things, Shen Mingzhu and Xiao Xian talked about Wen Songzhi while taking a walk.
"Your Majesty, we have to find a way to get Wen Songzhi out. It's not good if he is locked up in the Duke's Mansion all the time. Let him out, he can not only help us, but also start a career on his own. No matter whether it is The Crown Prince, it doesn’t matter. Besides, he has his own career, no one dares to despise him, and by then he will be able to take better charge of the Duke’s Mansion.”
Xiao Xian also agreed, "I think so too. He is much better now, but he still can't think about it. He locked himself at home and refused to come out. We went to Yutian, and I didn't care about him. But Mingtang often visits him. .”
Shen Mingzhu nodded, "I'll make the arrangements. If there's enough time for the incense tomorrow, I'll go to the Wen Mansion."
In midsummer, the temple is very busy with people coming and going. There are devotees who come to offer incense, students who come to stay overnight to study, and dignitaries who come to escape the summer heat.
Dabei Temple is an ancient temple with a history of nearly a thousand years. It has deep ancient trees, red walls and yellow tiles, and is solemn and dignified.
Shen Yunluo took a carriage and brought the maids and entourage to Dabei Temple. She came in the name of offering incense, so there was no need to hide it.
She did not wear a hat, but wore a silk hat. The white gauze fluttered in the wind, and her snow-white gauze skirt made her look like a fairy, attracting passers-by to look back.
Shen Yunluo was secretly proud of the attention-grabbing situation he had caused. Smiling slightly, he walked slowly into the Zen courtyard.
When she walked in, she saw two warriors in black uniforms guarding the door. She glanced at them calmly, and then walked towards the Zen room.
The Zen room is spacious and clean, filled with a faint scent of sandalwood.
A slender man wearing a black gauze cloak stood at the window with his back to her.
She couldn't see the man's face, but her heart was inexplicably excited. The days in jail suddenly appeared clearly before her eyes.
There was a man who had been encouraging her and taught her very mysterious kung fu, but she had never looked at him, only listened to his voice.
So she has always been very curious about this man, and even has a complicated and unspeakable feeling, and really wants to see what he is like.
"You...are you the Holy Lord?"
Shen Yunluo asked tentatively.
The man did not speak, but slowly turned around.
Chen Yunluo's heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and she couldn't help but widen her eyes, trying to see him more clearly.
When she saw his face clearly, she couldn't help but feel disappointed.
Because that face was very ordinary, nothing special. It even seemed to have a layer of bluish-gray color due to not seeing the light for a long time.
His eyes were so deep that they were like bottomless pits, dark, as if there were two extremely bright lights in a dark and deep black hole.
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Dear friends, how do you move? How do you feel that the move will never be finished and you will never be able to clean up? I am so angry that I really want to hit the wall!