From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

"Master is also an orphan. She was saved by a Taoist priest when she was four years old, so she followed the master to practice Taoism."

"She is extremely talented. She inherited Baiyun Temple at a young age and has countless disciples."

"But there are only two real disciples, me and the eldest sister."

Speaking of this, Ye Qingying turned around and said, "You must pay attention to etiquette later. Master has a cold temperament. Although I have introduced you, if you make her annoyed, you will still be driven away."

Zhou Yuan has already imagined several versions of the image of Master Miejue, but after thinking about it, Master Miejue is from the Emei Sect, and Buddhists and Taoists are still different.

He nodded and said, "Don't worry, I am the most polite person."

For the sake of martial arts and to improve this rubbish body, even if I am being used by the rules, I will grit my teeth and bear it!

Although Baiyun Temple is hidden in the mountains and forests, its interior decoration is extremely luxurious. This luxury does not refer to gold, silver and jade, but the decoration style is obviously from the hands of a master. Various landscape sketches are ingenious, and the ancient pines and trees, the pond statues, all reveal the true meaning of Taoism.

Zhou Yuan felt more relaxed and followed Ye Qingying all the way inside, and finally arrived at the main hall.

Ye Qingying bowed to the Three Pure Ones, and then set out from the back of the main hall to the more quiet side hall.

It was not until this time that she came to the door and bowed: "Disciple Qingying, see the master."

A few seconds later, a fresh and elegant voice came from the room: "Qingying is back, how come you have time to go back to the mountain recently! Come in quickly."

"Wait for me."

Ye Qingying said in a low voice, and then pushed the door open and walked in.

At the moment of opening and closing the door, Zhou Yuan saw a female lay Buddhist in a Taoist robe sitting cross-legged on a cushion, with her back to the door, meditating in seclusion.

The door was extremely heavy, almost blocking out the sound, and he couldn't hear what was being said inside.

Zhou Yuan thought he would have to wait for a few minutes at most, but he stood there stupidly for more than half an hour without any movement. He almost thought that the two had forgotten him.

In this situation, Zhou Yuan couldn't knock on the door to urge them. He was so tired that he couldn't stand anymore, so he just ran to the flower bed next to him and sat down.

So he waited for another half an hour, but still couldn't get a call. The moon had already come out, and the quiet courtyard was dyed with silver light.

This beautiful scenery made Zhou Yuan a little fascinated.

I don't know how long Ye Qingying will have to wait, so I just took a walk around this Taoist temple.

Zhou Yuan did it right away, and he didn't think too much about it. He slowly strolled in this well-arranged courtyard.

He couldn't help but sigh that the designer of this Taoist temple was really a master.

Even the garden Taoist temple in his previous life couldn't compare to the style here.

Even the moonlight has become an element of decorating the Taoist temple.

"Stop!"

A cold shout came, and a woman in martial arts uniform suddenly walked out of the front gate.

She held a knife in her hand, her eyes were sharp, and she said in a deep voice: "Who are you! Stay away!"

Holding a knife in a Taoist temple? It's not appropriate.

Zhou Yuan asked in confusion: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

The woman was obviously stunned for a moment, staring and said: "You came to our residence, but asked me who I am?"

Oh, it turned out to be a native here, could it be someone of Su Youzi?

Zhou Yuan clasped his fists and said: "I was just wandering around, I didn't want to disturb you."

It was not easy to see a living person, and Zhou Yuan felt much better.

As he walked forward, he asked: "Lady, this Baiyun Temple is so big, why don't I see many people, are they all asleep?"

The woman was tall and strong, not a beauty, but obviously very good at fighting.

Seeing Zhou Yuan approaching, she drew her knife and said sternly: "If you dare to take another step forward, watch out for your life!"

Oh my god, too arrogant!

Zhou Yuan was furious and said directly: "Lady, let's talk nicely, don't use the knife!"

"Xiao Ning, since he is here, let him in."

A peaceful voice suddenly came from the courtyard.

The female hero was slightly stunned, then sheathed her knife and slowly made way.

But Zhou Yuan was stunned.

Since I am here? No, who is in the courtyard, and he seems to know me?

He walked forward in confusion, walked into the courtyard, subconsciously looked to the left, but was stunned.

The pine trees stood proudly, the pavilion was exquisite, and a woman in white sat on a stone bench, her eyes like stars, her cheeks like a statue, and her whole body was stained with moonlight, just like a fairy in Guanghan Palace.

Beautiful!

So beautiful!

Zhou Yuan was almost stunned. He had seen countless beauties in his two lives, but he had never seen such a beautiful one.

In an instant, Zhou Yuan thought of a line of poetry: Sometimes I see a lonely person walking alone, and the shadow of a lonely wild goose is vague.

The woman raised her head, her face was calm, she smiled calmly, and said, "Now that you are all in, just sit down."

Three meters away from her, there was also a woman standing. She was still wearing black martial arts uniform, but she was like a statue, and she didn't say a word.

Zhou Yuan was not stupid. He could tell that this should be a high-level bodyguard. After all, he felt that she was not easy to mess with before he got close.

But he still walked over slowly and sat on the stone opposite the woman in white.

The woman in white looked Zhou Yuan up and down, and finally shook her head and said, "He is not good-looking."

Fuck! How can you say that someone is ugly right after meeting him!

This body is a little thin, but the face is still okay. Of course, the spirit is not very good.

But after practicing martial arts, it will definitely improve greatly. At that time, although I can't be considered as handsome as Pan An, I can be considered a handsome man.

Zhou Yuan was not angry. He spread his hands and said, "If other people say so, I must refute it, but your face, forget it, you are qualified to say so. "

The woman was not shy, but raised her head and boldly showed her cheeks.

She glanced at Zhou Yuan and said, "What are you doing at Baiyun Temple?"

"Do you know me?"

Zhou Yuan was a little confused. His memory was very complete and he had never seen the woman in front of him, but why did her tone sound like an old acquaintance?

The woman in white said, "I always speak like this. I didn't know you before."

People who are honest always make people feel comfortable when they speak.

Zhou Yuan likes this kind of efficient conversation and doesn't like things that are nagging and literary.

He nodded and smiled, "I went up the mountain to learn martial arts from a master. Look at my sickly body. I need to practice Taoist internal skills to strengthen my foundation."

The woman in white said, "You want to learn martial arts? Go to the battlefield to serve the country in the future?"

"I don't have such a big picture."

Zhou Yuan waved his hand and said, "I just want to live a few more years, and after taking good care of my body, it will also help with sex. "

The woman in white was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said, "You are short-sighted. A man's ambition should be like the Yangtze River, running east to the sea. How can he miss the land of gentleness?"

"Women are nothing but external things. When you are successful, what women in the world can't you get?"

Zhou Yuan thought about it, this is indeed the mainstream idea of ​​this era.

But he frowned and said, "I don't think so. I think that they are all lives born by the parents of heaven and earth. What is the difference between men and women? Although physical conditions determine different productivity, and productivity determines different social status, I still respect women in my heart. "

"This is not boxing, this is the wisdom of civilization."

The woman in white did not answer, but remained silent.

After a long time, she said, "Xiaozhuang, see the guests off. "

The statue-like woman next to her finally moved and gave Zhou Yuan a gesture of invitation.

Zhou Yuan was confused. What kind of brain circuit is this?

Call me in, say a few words, and let me go.

If it weren't for the fact that the woman next to me seemed to be very good at fighting, I would have argued with you.

He stood up, shook his head and walked out.

Suddenly, Zhou Yuan stopped and said loudly: "No! I can't leave without asking your name when I see a beauty like you. What's your name?"

The woman in white was also obviously stunned for a moment, then smiled generously and said: "Miao Shanzi."

"Miao Shanzi? It's okay. With this appearance, it's not too high-profile to call her this name. "

Zhou Yuan said casually, "My name is Zhou Yuan. Come to Yunzhou Zhao Mansion when you have time."

The woman in white said: "Your surname is Zhou, but it's Zhao Mansion? "

Zhou Yuan said: "I am the son-in-law of the Zhao family. I am idle all day. Come anytime you are free."

As he spoke, he strode out.

The woman in white watched his back disappear, and finally sighed: "This man is not bad, Xiaozhuang, what do you think?"