Di Erya continued: "These two hundred taels of silver can be regarded as your reward for serving the Lord wholeheartedly for a period of time."
"Xiao Fangzi thanks my master."
He Fang didn't want to be hypocritically polite to her, so he knelt down and thanked her for the two hundred taels of silver.
"One more thing. Tomorrow, my father will lead hundreds of officials, relatives of the emperor, and envoys from various countries to Foguang Temple to worship Buddha and appreciate Buddha treasures. It will last for three full days. During this period, he will inevitably compose some poems to add to the fun. Xiao Fangfang, you can
Come with me, and don't drop the chain and embarrass me, or I will take your head."
"Master, Xiao Fangzi has remembered it."
"Okay, you both go out, I want to rest."
With that said, the jade lion came out from behind and lay next to Diriya. Diriya slowly stroked its fur. With this thing by your side, you felt so safe.
He Fang and Qingwen retreated.
…
"Ahem, Xiao Fangzi, I got so much reward today, so I should show off," Qingwen said, holding up a pair of swaying mountains.
Of course He Fang knew what she meant by this greedy cat.
"Of course, let's go, do whatever you want today."
The two of them went to the street, and this time they ate barbecue, but this time it was venison. Qingwen finished spinning a whole deer leg by herself, and He Fang's jaw almost dropped.
What's even more awesome is that Qingwen's two rows of teeth are like boning knives, and the bones she has chewed are so clean that the dogs will get worried when they see her.
"Wenwen, what is the Buddha worship meeting going to do tomorrow?" He Fang asked.
"It's nothing, that is, His Majesty will bring hundreds of officials and relatives to worship Buddha, hold a banquet and so on, and look at the Buddha treasures," Qingwen replied, twirling her fingers.
"Buddha treasure? What is that?"
"It's a luminous orb. I heard it looks like a relic. I don't know the details. Anyway, every time there is a Buddha worship meeting, the abbot of the temple will take it out and put it on the top of the tower. When night comes,
It will sparkle and be very beautiful.”
"So that's what happened."
After the two of them finished eating, they returned to the palace and then went back to their respective rooms.
As soon as He Fang entered the door, his glasses were covered by a pair of young hands.
"Guess who I am, there will be a reward for guessing correctly."
A delicate voice with a deliberately pinched throat came from behind, and it was obviously Yang Hua's voice.
"Empress Shui Fei, stop making trouble."
Yang Hua put down her hand, looking a little reluctant.
"I hate it, why do you still call me empress?"
"As you command, my Huahua."
With that said, He Fang turned around and hugged Yang Huaheng, and the two of them kissed each other. He Fang hugged her and sat on the bed, tasting each other's saliva, and did not separate until a while later.
"Where did you go last time? You didn't come back no matter how long I waited for you," Yang Hua muttered and complained to He Fang.
"Oh, forget it. It was delayed because of some trivial matters. After I left, you have been waiting here?"
"You think so well. I saw you never came back, so I went back quietly."
While the two were chatting, Yang Hua's hand had already reached into He Fang's clothes.
"Are you so impatient?" He Fang asked.
"Of course I'm anxious. Last time I was left alone and never came back. I must make up for it tonight."
Yang Hua said, and started to untie He Fang's clothes.
"Make it all up, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."
"If you can't bear it, then let's have a fight and fight for three hundred rounds to see who surrenders first."
He Fang is unhappy, thinking that this naughty bitch still dares to look down on me.
So He Fang immediately threw her on the bed, and then took off his clothes two or three times.
"What--?"
Yang Hua opened her mouth wide and stared at He Fang's second brother in surprise. Is this Sun Xingzhe's sea-fixing needle? Why has it grown so much after not seeing it for a few days?
He Fang is a little proud. His progress in practicing the exercises these days has not dropped at all.
He Fang stepped forward, and Yang Hua couldn't help but stretched out her hand to grab it. As soon as her little hand touched it, she immediately retracted it, and she said in surprise:
"so hard--!"
He Fang didn't want to talk nonsense with her, so he lifted her up roughly and laid her face down on the bed. He lifted up her skirt and the pants underneath only reached her knee joints. Then she straightened up and Yang Hua
She almost screamed with pain, but luckily she covered her mouth in time.
He Fang pulled off her bellyband again, stuffed it into her mouth and blocked it, and then he kept pushing her waist up, faster and faster, without any mercy.
Throughout the night, the two of them used various postures. Yang Hua was tortured to death. She gave up and begged for mercy several times, but He Fang was unmoved at all. It was not until dawn that they hugged each other and fell asleep.
…
At the next hour, the team gathered from the palace set off in great numbers.
In the middle of the procession was the yellow six-horse carriage of the Dai Viet Emperor Nian Jun. The rest included hundreds of carriages of various sizes including the emperor's relatives, civil and military officials, and foreign envoys, not to mention the accompanying soldiers, eunuchs, and maids.
In fact, the entire team was almost two miles in front and back.
He Fangze has been following Diriyah's carriage closely, for fear of accidentally getting lost. After all, if he is really lost, it will be difficult to find him again in such a long queue with so many people.
An easy thing.
After the team left the city, they walked for about three quarters of an hour before finally arriving at Foguang Temple, which is also the most famous temple in the entire Yue Kingdom.
The monks in the temple have been preparing for it for half a month, and now they are all standing respectfully outside the gate, waiting to be picked up.
Emperor Yanjun's six-horse carriage stopped directly outside the gate. Two eunuchs carefully opened the curtain, and Emperor Yanjun walked out wearing a yellow uniform.
"Long live your Majesty. Long live your Majesty."
The monks shouted long live, and then they all knelt down.
"Everyone, please get up. There's no need to kneel," Di Yanjun said.
"No need to kneel," an old eunuch next to him said in a sharp voice.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
The monks stood up, and Emperor Yanjun and others entered the temple one after another.
It was almost noon, and Di Yanjun was going to go back to the room that had been prepared for him to rest for a while.
After the other people also had a fast meal, they returned to the temple to rest in the places prepared for them, waiting to replenish their energy for the evening banquet and appreciating Buddha treasures.
Time passed very quickly, and it was already dusk in the blink of an eye. Emperor Yanjun led everyone to worship the Buddha first, and then the banquet officially began.
Since this is a place of Buddhism, it is impossible to have meat and wine at the banquet, so most of the food we eat is fruit and cakes, and we drink all kinds of tea.
It was not appropriate to use dance music to add to the fun, so at Di Yanjun's suggestion, everyone played pot throwing. Those who failed to win had to draw a lot, and then compose an impromptu poem based on the content of the lot.