When Mrs. Yuan Er saw that Mrs. Yuan had put up the sutras on the Buddha's desk, she took out another volume from her sleeve.

"Sister-in-law also prepared scriptures for me?" Mrs. Yuan Er was moved.

Mrs. Yuan couldn't help rolling her eyes, "This is prepared for Aunt Mei. She asked me to help her atone for Jun'er in front of the Bodhisattva."

Yuan Jun betrayed Yuan Zheng's allergic to horse milk after all, he did not hide it from the inner house.

Mrs. Yuan Er looked at her with a "tsk" and said, "Sister-in-law, you are really... His boy almost hurt me Rong'er, you can help him!"

"I'm not helping him." Mrs. Yuan looked solemn, "Of course he has to pay the price for his mistakes. I just helped Aunt Mei show sincerity to the Bodhisattva. It's not easy to be a mother."

Mrs. Yuan Er pulled out the incense from the incense tube and twisted the incense, saying, "Actually, you are the softest in the mansion. Every time you see me losing too badly, you deliberately missed the card for me. Those two people smiled gently on their faces, and they wanted to win over my shorts."

Seeing that the woman next to him was still there, Mrs. Yuan Er didn't pay attention while speaking and glared at her.

Mrs. Yuan Er ignored it and continued, "You said, why don't you be jealous with your aunt? You still get along like a sister. I can't do it."

"I am different from you. Whether I am before or after getting married, I am not a single person." Mrs. Yuan pulled out three incense sticks and put them on the incense oil candle to light it. She raised it devoutly, held the incense in both hands and closed her eyes and said, "I only hope that my family will be safe, and my descendants will be prosperous, and my descendants will be healthy. As the saying goes, seek benevolence and benevolence, so naturally there is no resentment."

The two of them no longer spoke and worshiped Buddha devoutly.

The woman in plain clothes beside her stood up and walked out of the hall gate.

Instead of walking down the mountain, the woman walked around the hall gate and continued backwards.

Passing through a bamboo forest, walking down the steps, and coming to a pavilion by the cliff.

It was Yan Nan who followed Liang Zhan here for the first time and found the place where the crazy monk appeared.

There was a monk next to the pavilion door. When he saw a woman coming, he performed the closure ceremony and opened the door.

The woman returned the gift and entered the attic.

The attic is half hanging on the edge of the cliff, and half of the window faces the empty mountain stream. The mountain wind passes through the window, causing the bamboo curtains in the pavilion to move lightly.

A plum blossom case fell on the ground, and the table was filled with vegetarian tea. A person sat opposite him, looking at her with a smile.

The woman took a step back with her right leg, stroked her chest with her right hand, and bowed slightly to greet her. This is the etiquette of the Dongliao people.

"The Lord is finally willing to come in person." The person opposite the case raised the teacup, drank it himself, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for ten years, and the Lord is still full of beauty."

"You are kind." The woman was the national teacher who came to Kaifeng from Dongliao in person. She gave her a cold greeting, as if she was a little disdainful of her politeness.

Fenghua? Is Fenghua full of bitter patterns on his face?

Before she sat down, she walked straight to the open window facing the mountain stream, and her eyes turned to the opposite mountains.

"Is this the first time I'm here in the Big Buddha Temple?" The man did not disobey her attitude, so he poured teacups and looked out the window with her eyes.

"People think that the Great Buddha Temple has three peaks, seven halls and nine pagodas." The emperor suddenly spoke, but he did not answer the man's words.

The person before the case did not speak and continued to drink tea.

"In fact, three hundred years ago, it was the Nine Palaces and Nine Towers."

The person before the case raised his eyebrows and continued to wait for her to say something.

"The saint of my holy clan, who made the supreme contribution to the unification of Daliang three hundred years ago, made a hall specially built, shaping a golden body for the saint, and building another hall for that person. But what Emperor Daliang rewarded my Sang clan was the heinous hatred of extermination and insulting people!"

"The master of that hall is the husband of the legendary saint?" The person in front of the case obviously didn't know the story, so he couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know." The Lord shook his head, "The Sang tribe has not passed down the words of that person, but I, the Saint, must have a close relationship with that person. Otherwise, I would not have been willing to make a spell of reincarnation with my flesh and blood in order to protect his things."

She said as she walked over by the window, then lifted up the corners of her plain dress, and sat down safely on the futon.

"So, when will you give me the saint?" The person opposite was not interested in the history of the Sang tribe and asked straight to the point.

"When you get the Swallow Order, if you want to get the treasure, the Nine Swallows and the Saint are indispensable." Zun brought the tea cup, a smile appeared in his eyes, and handed it to the man: "Use tea instead of wine, I wish you success as soon as possible."

The man sipped the tea and smiled helplessly, "Did the Lord come to Kaifeng thousands of miles just to see me get the Swallow Order?"

He aggravated the tone of the word "look".

"Didn't you help you yesterday?" Zun Shang's voice was hoarse, and his tone was cold, so he naturally felt a sense of pressure when speaking. "If something unexpected happened, no one wanted to."

The man smiled and said, "It's okay, there are still other roads that cannot be reached all the way. As long as we work together, there will be a lot of roads."

The Lord looked at him vigilantly: "Our transaction does not seem to include anything other than treasures, right?"

The man nodded, indicating that he knew what she meant. He also wanted other help from them, but he was afraid he would have to increase the price.

This is the best thing to do when trading with the people of Dongliao. It is clear price tags, but it is also not good. People will not contribute at all if they are outside the transaction or the rewards.

The man smiled more kindly, "Of course, but I can't get the Swallow Order, you only have a saint, right? This is not just a matter of Daliang, the world's surname. In the current situation, Prince Zhong has an 80% chance of winning.

"Who would have thought that the prince who broke his legs and fell into trouble more than ten years ago would have today?" He said, "I can only admit that he had bet the wrong treasure in the past. Now, in the future, he will not only have the world, but also the Swallow Order and the Saint. If you and I don't do it quickly, it will be too late!"

The Lord frowned, pushed Jade Chai, slowly closed his eyes and opened it, "What do you want?"

...

The Lord came out of the attic, lowered his head slightly, and his mind was deep.

The current situation cannot be said to be good or bad.

Her previous moves failed, and Tu Ying, a disciple whom he had high hopes for, finally couldn't hold on until the end.

Fortunately, she still has enough chess pieces and back.

Just as I was thinking, I heard a Buddha's name coming from my ears.

"Namo Amitabha!"

The emperor looked up and the little monk in gray who was guarding outside was no longer there. Instead, an old monk with big ears and white beard stood in the wind and clasped his hands to her.

"Are you here?" The old monk smiled kindly and looked warm.

The prince stood up all over his hair, "Who are you?"

Does this person know her?

The old monk did not answer, but only looked at her, as if he was extremely familiar.

The gray-clothed monk then walked around from behind the building, saw the two of them looking at each other, came over to pull the old monk away, and then politely explained to the emperor: "This is the little monk's uncle. He will do this when he sees everyone. Please don't be surprised."
Chapter completed!