Wu Zhongxian scooped out a spoon and blew on the steaming soup.
An inexplicably familiar scene.
Fengzhu closed his eyes and said nothing, pretending not to hear.
The aloof fairy swordsman is actually a bit socially afraid.
Not good at words.
"Senior Feng?"
Wu Zhongxian shouted again.
Feng Zhu still pretended not to hear and continued to remain silent.
The two of them were so close, in the same carriage, how could they not hear?
Wu Zhongxian's eyes turned, and he knew that Feng Zhu might have done it on purpose.
then,
Wu Zhongxian looked at Feng Zhu's white and tender feet and slowly stretched out a sinful hand.
"What are you going to do?"
A sudden cold voice, with a bit of a big tongue, sounded in his ears.
Wu Zhongxian's hand hung in the air and he said seriously: "My arm is a little sore, please stretch it."
"stare……"
Feng Zhu stared at Wu Zhongxian without saying a word.
"Hey, Senior Feng, you're actually awake. Let's drink some soup." Wu Zhongxian immediately picked up the ginseng soup.
This is the original purpose!
Feng Zhu's anger subsided, but he felt a little bit dumbfounded.
He's really completely different from everyone else.
Feng Zhu also had many suitors, but after being coldly rejected by her, they would leave on their own initiative.
If there is a man who is stalking him, Fengzhu will humiliate him because he is too weak, and make him give up on his own initiative.
This method is tried and true.
And since then, those men have not even dared to express their feelings directly because they were afraid of being humiliated by Feng Zhu.
But eunuch Wu Zhongxian was rejected and threatened several times, but he was not afraid of himself at all.
Just now I wanted to touch her feet.
So bold!
Feng Zhu was eventually fed the decoction by Wu Zhongxian.
As a result, when the palace ladies saw this scene, they laughed and talked about it.
I just sighed in my heart that it was a pity that Eunuch Wu was an eunuch.
…
The sun sets in the west.
The Royal Forest Army's carriage drove to the edge of Shanshui County, an ancient temple located in the mountains and forests.
From a distance, the temple covers a very large area, and temples rise from the ground, looking magnificent.
The magnificence of the temple can be seen from the three large gilded characters at the entrance of the temple.
Jinquan Temple!
"People who are monks are indeed very rich."
Wu Zhongxian took a look, and Wang Zhenjun, who went to knock on the temple door, also came over with several monks in red cassocks.
Among them, the leading old monk wears a paddy field cassock made of yellow gold thread structure, and has a kind temperament.
"Eunuch Wu, this is the abbot of Jinquan Temple, Master Duyin." Wang Zhenjun introduced.
Master Duyin glanced at Wu Zhongxian, clasped his hands together, lowered his head slightly, and recited "Amitabha".
"Donor Wu, this poor monk is polite."
"Well, the host is polite."
Wu Zhongxian nodded slightly.
"Dear donors, please come in."
The host Du Yin enthusiastically led the way.
Several monks in red cassocks also stood on both sides, clasping their hands together, very polite.
Wu Zhongxian was not polite and walked into the temple door with his maid.
Along the way, we met many young monks carrying water, but all of them looked sallow, as if they were malnourished.
Could it be that the host has a special hobby?
Do you like to torture little monks?
"Donor Wu, please come this way."
Master Du Yin led the way for Wu Zhongxian and Wang Zhenjun.
Other imperial guards guarded the entrance of the temple and did not come in.
Host Du Yin brought Wu Zhongxian to the living room.
This is the room where guests are received.
It is called the guest hall in the temple and is located between the Tianwang Hall and the main hall.
As soon as they sat down, several young monks came in carrying porridge.
The porridge was very thin, as thin as water, with a few green vegetable leaves floating on it.
"Donor Wu, there has been a famine everywhere in Shanshui County recently, and the harvest in the temple is not good. We don't have anything to entertain you. Please forgive me."
Host Du Yin clasped his hands together, a little apologetic.
Seeing this, Wu Zhongxian understood why all the young monks in the temple had yellow faces.
It turns out he was hungry.
And judging from the host's kind attitude towards others, he doesn't look like someone who is morally kidnapped.
"Is the famine so serious?" Wu Zhongxian asked as he picked up his vegetarian bowl and took a sip of porridge.
Master Du Yin sighed deeply and said with compassion: "It has been nine months since there has been any rain in Shanshui County. All the land is dry and desolate, and no crops can be grown. If it hadn't been for the heavy rain last night, the people would not even have water to drink.
It’s a problem.”
"Your Majesty has allocated relief food and money."
When Master Du Yin heard this, he shook his head and said: "Disaster relief food and disaster relief money can only save the people for a while, but cannot solve the problem of natural disasters. This requires your Majesty to come up with corresponding countermeasures."
"President Du Yin, your majesty is also very anxious right now. He won't be idle for a moment, otherwise the famine will not spread. I believe the presiding officer has also heard that the cavalry of the Wei Dynasty has entered our land of Great Zhou!"
As Wu Zhongxian spoke, he put down his eating bowl, looked at Master Du Yin, and said seriously: "President Du Yin, Your Majesty has a decree."
"Poor monk, accept the order."
Master Duyin stood up, put his hands together, lowered his head slightly, and recited Amitabha.
Du Yin is the abbot of Jinquan Temple, and his status is quite special, so he does not need to kneel down to receive the order.
Wu Zhongxian took out the imperial edict and started reading it.
"It is destined to be carried by heaven, the emperor decreed."
"At a time when the country is in crisis, I know that Master Duyin is also a patriotic person, and Jinquan Temple is also a giant in our great Zhou Dynasty."
"Therefore, I hope that in the name of defending the country, Master Duyin can gather warriors from all walks of life to protect the country."
"I will designate your Jinquan Temple as the National Protector Temple to protect the country and the people!"
"When the war is over, I will visit Jinquan Temple in person and canonize Jinquan Temple as the state religion. I appreciate this!"
"President Duyin, please accept the order."
Wu Zhongxian rolled up the imperial edict and handed it over.
Host Du Yin had a look of embarrassment on his kind face.
Sure enough, he still came.
Although he already knew that the imperial court wanted to control Jinquan Temple, Master Duyin did not expect that His Majesty would confer Jinquan Temple as the National Protector Temple.
And he promised such a big reward!
Canonize Jinquan Temple as the state religion!!
This is a great reward.
But the presiding officer Du Yin did not accept the imperial edict.
Because he knows how terrifying His Majesty’s request is!
Consecrating Jinquan Temple as the National Protector Temple means that Jinquan Temple will be under the control of the imperial court in the future.
As a result, all the monks in their Jinquan Temple need to follow the emperor's will.
Everything needs to be assigned by the court.
To put it simply, in the future, worshiping the Buddha may require His Majesty’s consent!
This is tantamount to a huge restriction for Buddhism.
In addition, the imperial court wanted to use the reputation of Jinquan Temple to recruit martial artists.
Jinquan Temple will not care whether martial artists participate in the war to protect the country or not.
But if they are summoned in the name of Jinquan Temple, there will be a problem.
This is equivalent to completely confirming the submission of Jinquan Temple to the imperial court and becoming the eagle dog of the imperial court.
