In the twenty-fourth year of Jianguang, the emperor collapsed, he passed on as the king, and the reign was changed to Yongan.
In the current period of the reign of the sage, he strives to govern, knows people and works well, is frugal and loves the people, and is called the Ming Emperor of the previous generation. When he was standing in the middle of the year, he was seriously injured when he suffered a military transformation from the King of Letters. The doctors were helpless, and eventually fell. There is a son and a daughter under the name of the saint. However, he did not pass the throne to his children, but to his younger brother, the unlearned King Su, Yuan Feiyan.
Xiao Cui will accompany her young lady up the mountain to burn incense today.
The lady in her family is a famous beauty within a hundred li, and the number of people who come to propose a family is countless, but the lady doesn’t like any of them.
Miss’s father, Xiaocui’s master also spoiled his daughter especially, and said daughter, if you are interested in anyone, you must tell your father.
The young lady listened to her father, but still refused to say it.
Therefore, the master only regarded the young lady as shy and yet had a favorite, but only Xiao Cui who was next to the young lady knew that her young lady had long been attracted to.
Prajna Temple is a spiritual temple outside their city, where incense continues to be worshipped. It is said that seeking marriage is the most effective. So the lady went to the temple every day, and the lady’s father didn’t take it seriously, thinking that his daughter was just for a good marriage.
Miss today is going to the temple again.
She stroked her eyebrows and combed her sideburns in the mirror, and put on her most beautiful jewelry. Then she asked Xiao Cui softly, “Xiao Cui, am I beautiful?”
Xiao Cui smiled and said, “Miss, whoever sees you like this, dare you say something is not beautiful?”
The young lady pouted and said, “Since it is beautiful, why doesn’t he look at me?”
Xiao Cui sighed secretly in her heart, but she said, “The monk is just incomprehensible. Please don’t get angry with yourself, Miss.”
The smile on the lady’s face faded a little, but she said, “Prepare the sedan chair.”
So Xiao Cui called the bearer, one master and one servant, and slowly went to the Prajna Temple.
The weather is good today, and there is another noisy sight in Prajna Temple. The lottery for worshipping Buddha was in an endless stream. The lady donated money for the incense, and said that she wanted to ask about marriage, so she was invited to the backyard.
Most people in this wing can’t get in. It’s basically a place where guests who donated a lot of incense money can come. Miss and Tweet waited for a while before they saw a monk dressed in grey knocking on the door.
“Come in.” The lady’s voice was soft.
So the monk walked in, and the lady’s face flushed.
“Master,” the young lady said softly, “please sit down.”
The monk looked cold, did not sit down, just said, “Not only is the donor inviting me today, but what is it?”
The young lady blushed and whispered, “I just want to trouble Master to help me see the marriage.”
The monk glanced at his eyebrows slightly.
Such an action that should have been impatient, let the monk do it, but it was exceptionally good-looking, he said, “Didn’t the donor have asked me several times before?”
The young lady lowered her eyes and said carefully, “Isn’t this… forbidden?”
The monk looked at the shyness of the young lady, and sighed, “Benefactor, after the monk became a monk, he has already lost his bondage.”
The young lady smiled, but boldly said, “If you become a monk, can you still be a vulgar.”
The monk stared at the young lady for a moment, knowing that this matter might not be fooled anymore, he said again, “Donor, the little monk has no idea of returning to the vulgar, just ask the lady… forget the little monk.
“I don’t forget!” The young lady said angrily, “I just like you. If you, if you don’t follow me, I will ask my father to tear down this temple!”
When the monk heard what the young lady said, after a moment of silence, he said quietly, “Miss, can the poor monk tell a story to the young lady?”
The young lady thought that the monk wanted to preach to herself, thinking that it would be good to hear him say a few more words, so she nodded.
The monk took a pitying look at the young lady and began to tell the story. He said, “The peasants under the mountain buy dung from the Taoist temples and temples on the mountain. The Taoist priests have a penny for a barrel, and the monk sells two pennies.”
The young lady was suspicious and asked what this meant.
The monk continued, “The farmer questioned the monk, and the monk angrily said: Our dung is compacted, one serving is worth two.”
After the monk finished speaking, he stopped talking.
After hearing this, both Miss and Xiao Cui looked at a loss. They didn’t understand what the story meant until Xiao Cui suddenly reacted and said angrily, “Miss! This monk is telling you a joke!”
Miss said, “Huh?”
Xiao Cui glared at the monk, and then leaned into the lady’s ear to whisper for a long time. After listening to Xiao Cui’s explanation, the lady’s eyes went red and cursed, “You slutty/monk! Down/flow! Shameless!”
After speaking, he and Xiao Cui left angrily.
Looking at the backs of Miss and Xiao Cui, the monk said to the system in his mind, “I am bald, and I am stronger.”
That’s right, the monk who was caught and harassed by Liangjia women every day was Bai Luoluo who was arrested by King Xin to the Prajna Temple.
Bai Luoluo looked at Miss Juechen and Xiao Cui who were leaving, thinking that he was going to be read by the host again, so he showed pain on his face and walked out of the house slowly.
Of course he knew this young lady was interesting to him, but what he was, if he let the little girl in, I’m afraid he would die, it would be better to scare her away.
The system said, “You are really more and more enlightened.”
Bai Luoluo’s tone was vicissitudes of life, he said, “The monk has seen too much, and he thinks men are also quite good.”
Seeing him coming out of the house so quickly, the other monks were quite surprised, saying that you got the female donor so soon?
Bai Luoluo thought that you would know how to gloat. He said, “I have made it clear to the female donor, she should never come again.”
The other monks showed expressions of unbelief, thinking that you said the same last time.
Only the host came in angrily from outside and said, “What did you say to the female donor?!”
Bai Luoluo slowly said, “The little monk just told a story, emptiness is just a story about sex…”
The host said, “Really?”
Bai Luoluo said, “The monks don’t slander…”
The host was a little unbelievable, but he had nothing to do with him, frowned and said, “Don’t be too rude to the female benefactor, her father is the city’s prefect.”
Bai Luoluo thought to himself that Lao Tzu is still the current emperor, but he could not tell. He just looked down on the world and said, “Whether it is color or power, it’s all in the world, just passing by.”
The host glanced at him and left without saying anything.
So Bai Luoluo continued to return to his residence, waiting for the call of the next female benefactor-since his appearance was seen by the incense female benefactor, everyone no longer asked the host to ask about marriage, and they all started looking for him. Bai Luoluo thought, if this continues, he will have to ask the host for a few eggs.
At this time, it has been a year since he was thrown to Prajna Temple by the King of Letters, but the fire of socialism has never been extinguished in his heart.
Bai Luoluo, “The true socialist successor will never give up because of this small setback.”
The system says, “Give up treatment?”
Bai Luoluo, “Can you hold back your words?”
The system said, “I’ll just say.”
Over the past year, Bai Luoluo has been eating fast and reciting the Buddha in Prajna Monastery. His other skills have not improved, only his ability to fight with the system has improved.
Although King Xin did not appear, he still sent many people to watch Bai Luoluo fearing that he would escape, and even gave him medicine to seal off his internal strength, making him no different from ordinary people.
What makes Bai Luoluo sad is that after Mao Jiu has been emperor for so long, no one finds that he is a counterfeit. On the contrary, many people begin to think that the first emperor is wise–he actually chose such a good emperor who has worked hard to rule. .
Bai Luoluo read the scriptures for a while, and it was time for dinner again.
Although Wang Xin forced him to be a monk, he was not short on the cost of eating and wearing, so he should eat, drink, and supplement protein with two eggs a day.
Bai Luoluo looked at the bare boiled egg and wept, saying that he thought of himself when he saw it.
The system said, “Don’t worry, when you become a monk, your hair will grow quickly.”
Bai Luoluo said, “When do you think I can be a monk?”
The system thought for a while and said, “Back to the original world?”
Bai Luoluo, “…”
However, Bai Luoluo never gave up hope. He felt that Mao Jiu would continue to look for him. He believed in his beloved Jiu’er.
This thought continued until the King of Letters appeared again.
The day when King Xin appeared, it was a dark and windy night. Bai Luoluo was awakened by the system and saw a man standing by his bed, staring down at him.
Bai Luoluo was taken aback and asked what you were going to do.
Xin Wang said, “You don’t look like him anymore.”
Bai Luoluo, “…” I’m like your grandma.
The appearance of King Xin didn’t look very good, and his appearance was much thinner. He said to Bai Luoluo, “He didn’t look for you again.”
They all knew that he was Mao Jiu in the king’s mouth.
Bai Luoluo pretended to be a love sage, saying, “I only ask him to forget me.”
Xin Wang stared at Bai Luoluo coldly, as if he wanted to see the flaw in his face, and then he continued, “He is getting married.”
Bai Luoluo, “…” Mao Jiu, dad read you wrong.
Xin Wang said, “How?”
Bai Luoluo felt that he could not lose his aura, so he smiled like a father on his face and said, “I only want to live to see him dominate the world.”
Xin Wang, “… Are you sick?”
Bai Luoluo continued to believe in the king with disgust, saying, “He is my medicine”
Letter King, “…”