From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

In front of the Buddha, people can be divided into three, six or nine grades, right?

Many people in the front row recognized Meng Liu's identity, but no one cared. She was just an unpopular princess.

Of course, Meng Liu didn't want to stay with this group of people who flattered others and scorned others. She had her own goals and walked straight to the southeast corner. Sitting there was a mother and son kneeling there.

My mother looks young, but her black hair has turned slightly gray. From the facial features, it can be seen that she was a beauty when she was young.

On the other hand, the man next to her is already in his prime. His face is thin and strong, his eyebrows and nose are high, his eyes are slightly lowered, and his back is straight. He is clearly kneeling but still calm. This is her in this world. The goal is Gu Zhixing.

Yes, although having children is a necessary task, who doesn't want to do it with a handsome man.

Meng Liu's gaze was intense, and both mother and son felt a little uncomfortable. Just as the woman was about to speak, Master Yuanji arrived.

He began to recite scriptures with gentle words. At first, Meng Liu was still hearing it, but then he started to read it bit by bit.

After an unknown amount of time, Meng Liu shook his head and woke up. What was the difference between this and math class?

No one noticed this, but Master Yuanji above suddenly stopped: "The poor monk heard that Princess Wen Ning was here to pray for the Queen. I have been a monk for many years and have never understood life, old age, illness and death. Can you let the princess clarify some of my doubts?"

Wen Ning was the title of the original owner. Before Meng Liu could answer, a few sycophants in the front row spoke hurriedly.

"Master Yuanji is so virtuous and respected that even you can't figure it out. How can she, the daughter of a boudoir, know about it?"

"That's right, if Princess An Ning is here, she might be able to say a few words, but Meng Liu, don't mention it."

"Master Yuanji doesn't know that Princess Wen Ning's reputation in the capital is really..."

"Yeah, it's better not to embarrass her..."

Gu Zhixing frowned. Although he had never met the princess and did not know her character, he also knew that it was disrespectful to discuss the royal princess in public. These women degraded the princess to be worthless in a few words, which was not the behavior of a gentleman.

Meng Liu asked with a sneer: "I'm so angry before I even open my mouth. Who do you think you are, worthy of mentioning my name?"

Her words shocked all the ladies in the front row. Princess Wen Ning turned out to be the most cowardly, and her demeanor was not even as good as that of the concubine in the noble family. Why did she seem to have a completely different personality today? No one reacted for a while.

Gu Zhixing unexpectedly looked at Meng Liu next to him. Her skin was as warm as white jade, with a hint of coquettishness in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. Her lips were the color of spring and summer cherries. The combination of her five features together made it even more beautiful to say that she was fragrant and beautiful. Pass.

Master Yuanji narrowed his eyes: "It is often said that things in the world do not happen out of thin air, and what these women say is not just the opinions of one family. People in the royal family are supposed to set an example for all the people. The princess should stick to herself so that she can live up to her status."

Look, what you said, everyone said this about you, it must be your problem. A broken monk has educated her, but the original owner can't stand up, it doesn't mean that she, Meng Liu, is also weak.

"Master, what you said is wrong. There is no smoke without fire, but everything depends on evidence. I have never heard of the princess's moral failings in the capital. Even if there is something wrong with the princess, and the emperor and the empress taught me, it is definitely not our place to discuss." After Gu Zhixing finished speaking, he lowered his head, as if he was not the person who had just spoken.

Meng Liu felt relieved. He could distinguish right from wrong. He was a good person and could handle it!

At the beginning, she explained to everyone present that her reputation in the capital was not bad. At the end, she also said that even if there is something, the emperor will take care of it, and it is not your turn to say anything.

Master Yuanji acted under that person's instructions. Princess Wen Ning's reputation in the capital was indeed not good, but it was just a small fight between her daughter's family and did not involve her character. He spoke today because he wanted to face so many people. From a human perspective, Princess Dingsei's moral character was lacking, but she didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway through.

"I saw that the young master was young, but I didn't expect to know so much about things in the capital. Are we old acquaintances with the princess?"

Gu Zhixing: "Master, be careful." He wanted to say something more, but Meng Liu interrupted him.

"Cuilian, slap her, her, her, twenty times." She pointed at the women in front of her who had just spoken.

"Yes."

Cuilian walked over quickly and saw that the slap was about to fall.

No, there are many people present. If they were beaten here, I'm afraid it would spread throughout the capital in the afternoon, and the husband's family and her natal family would be humiliated. How would they be able to walk in the capital in the future!

"My wife is the Marquis of Tai'an, how can the princess be so humiliated?"

"I am the wife of the Young Minister of Taichang Temple. Who of you dares to do something?"

"I'm...."

Before Cuilian could take action, the group of people hurriedly reported their names and family backgrounds. To put it bluntly, the woman who got married was only relying on her husband.

"Cuilian, do it!" Meng Liu urged.

Cuilian was excited. She had long disliked these ladies. She had made things difficult for the princess more than once or twice in the past. This time she had the opportunity to vent her anger on her behalf.

Master Yuanji clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate. I hope the princess will not get angry in front of the Buddha."

Meng Liu sneered: "The majestic Jokhang Temple has different arrangements for the food, clothing, housing and transportation of pilgrims. There are even different positions between noble ladies in gorgeous clothes and ordinary people. Are you worthy of mentioning the Buddha?"

Yuanji rubbed the Buddhist skewers in her hands: "Her Royal Highness, the princess, is so violent at such a young age. How could she know that the Buddha would not blame her and it would come back to bite her in the future."

Meng Liu swept away the dust that did not exist on his clothes, stood up and raised his chin: "Is there any king in the world? No matter how you Buddha or Bodhisattva, when you reach the Great Ye Dynasty, you have to kowtow to my father and salute me. She is a true dragon and goddess, so she is not afraid of all demons and monsters."

"Today, I would like to ask you to see what is the majesty of the royal family and what are the rules and regulations."

"You, you, you," Yuanji pointed at her for a long time and you couldn't figure out why. That person also said that the princess was so aggressive.

Cuilian's slap ended quickly. Except for the cries of a few women in the entire hall, no one dared to speak for fear of offending the princess and being beaten.

"My wife will tell the Marquis truthfully what happened today." Mrs. Tai'an Marquis just said with a red and swollen face, and after speaking, she took the lead in leading the maids away.

Others also left one after another. Seeing that the princess did not respond, the people hurriedly followed the crowd and left.

Meng Liu looked at Gu Zhixing: "I wonder if you can lend me a moment, sir?"

Gu Zhixing shook his head: "It's against the rules for men and women to sit on different seats when they are seven years old."

Mrs. Gu was not happy when she saw Gu Zhixing. For some reason, her son had become more and more pedantic since he was ten years old. He kept talking about the rules every day, as if he was reading a book at a young age.