The melon-eating system, everyone listens to my voice

The Master of Intelligence faced the sun, and the bright sunlight made his serious face look more awe-inspiring and upright.

He slowly stretched out his arm and "gently" held Zhikong.

"Son, let me help you get up."

The smart master learned his lesson this time. He knew he was cheated and pretended to walk away angrily. But in fact, he only took a few steps and came back in a creeping manner.

Hiding behind a big tree, secretly paying attention to the movements ahead.

As he expected, Zhineng and Shen Zhao appeared in his sight.

It’s these two restless ones again!

When Master Zhili thought about what these two people had done in the past few days, he felt so miserable that he couldn't even express it in three days and three nights!

Donor Shen has led his originally well-behaved and obedient junior fellow disciple astray!

Distressed!

When Master Zhineng heard that Shen Zhao was going to kidnap his junior fellow apprentice, he wanted to go out and stop him.

The junior brother is his, and no one can take him away from him!

He will be sad!

However, just after taking a step forward, Master Zhineng suddenly thought that it would be a good opportunity to listen to his junior fellow apprentice's thoughts.

He crouched back down again, and the intelligent master with a sage-like demeanor still looked a little vulgar when he did these movements.

If the pilgrims who came to burn incense saw this, the news about the Master of Intelligence would spread throughout the capital tomorrow.

Master Zhineng certainly cares about his image. Since becoming the abbot, he has examined himself three times a day: Did he do morning prayers today? Did he smile today? Did he maintain a dignified image today?

In short, in the eyes of the young monks in the royal temple, the abbot is the object of their worship.

Before Master Zhineng came, he observed that there were no monks near the small hillside, so he performed the movements of cat-walking, leaning back, and scratching the head very skillfully.

He listened attentively to his junior fellow apprentice's answer, and sure enough, his junior fellow apprentice was reluctant to leave him!

It’s hard to describe the feelings of the young donor Shen Zhao. What’s so weird about it?

As a result, the junior brother said, "I am his father."

The Master of Intelligence couldn't stand it, he was a handsome and elegant man, how could he have reached the point of becoming a father.

Act decisively and catch this "unfilial son".

Master Zhikong was pulled up from the ground, begging for mercy.

"Brother, calm down. That's not what I just said. You are my dear brother, my elder brother. How can you be my father?"

Master Zhikong has lived with Master Zhineng for many years. His deepest impression of his senior brother, apart from his love of drinking, is that he is extremely narcissistic.

Yes, Master Zhikong believes that the abbot lacks self-knowledge.

For example, the abbot hates it when people mention his age or say he is old in front of him.

Once, a new pilgrim brought a three-year-old child to burn incense, and the child bumped into the abbot out of play.

The child also knew he was wrong, and hurriedly said with concern,

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

Master Zhikong still remembers that the host brother asked in disbelief,

"You call me grandpa?"

The child didn't understand why, so he changed the address to "Old man."

Although the abbot's expression was still gentle, Zhikong knew that his mood had suddenly changed. He pursed his lips tightly, and even the pilgrims disappeared that day.

Master Zhikong went to the Zen room and poked a small hole in the paper-covered window so that the abbot could look in the mirror!

Help! Master Zhikong wailed.

He sneered at the gloomy master of wisdom and said,

"Brother, it was Little Donor Shen Zhao who misunderstood our relationship. I said those words in a desperate situation.

Besides, although my senior brother looks very young, in my heart he is as tall and majestic as a father."

Master Zhikong simply leaned his head on Master Zhineng's shoulder, and Shen Zhao couldn't bear to watch.

The giant baby is acting cute online!

But the intelligent master was very fond of this. Shen Zhao looked at the affectionate appearance of the brothers and left decisively, with her farewell words carried in the wind.

"Master Zhineng, Master Zhikong, I'm leaving first. My mother is looking for me at this hour.

Also, Master of Intelligence, don't forget who just lied to you."

Shen Zhao is really an expert at ruining the atmosphere.

From the hillside came the painful howling of Master Zhikong.

"Brother, be gentle, be gentle, don't hit me."

[Host, you were on the same front with Master Zhikong just now.]

[I am creating an opportunity for them to love each other.]

Gua Gua was speechless, but this was his host and he was favored.

Shen Zhao took a cheerful step and returned to the yard.

As a result, many people, both men and women, stood in the yard, divided into two rows, standing on both sides of the yard with respectful expressions.

The leader was a man wearing a navy blue cotton shirt. He had an upright figure, was full of vigor, and had a powerful aura in his every move.

As soon as he saw Shen Zhao, he came forward and bowed slightly.

"Wen Huaian pays his respects to the little princess."

A large number of people knelt down directly, and their voices were loud and clear.

"Your servant/servant pays respects to the young princess."

Shen Zhao probably understood something, and he remained calm, without any sign of embarrassment, and said loudly and generously,

"No courtesy, get up."

"Thank you, Princess."

They stood up in unison again. Although there were many people, the noise was not noisy, and it was obvious that they were well-trained.

Shen Zhao walked up to Wen Huaian and asked softly,

"Are you from Prince Sheng's Mansion?"

Wen Huaian is nearly forty years old this year. He is highly trusted by King Sheng. His status in the palace is no less than anyone else, and he has also developed good manners.

He replied with a gentle smile,

"My dear little princess, I am a high-ranking official in the palace, serving as an eighth-rank brocade envoy."

This is also the reason why Wen Huaian can call himself a subordinate, because he has a rank.

[Host, there is a big news about the man in front of you.

By the way, his name is Wen Huaian, and he has the same surname as Concubine Wen. 】

[Guagua, could it be that the melon you are talking about is related to Concubine Wen? We have to go back to the palace to talk about that.]

The servants lowered their heads and looked at each other, wondering what was that voice just now and why they couldn't hear it now.

Wen Huaian's expression remained unchanged, but his hands in his sleeves were clenched tightly, and a faint light flashed in his eyes. It seemed that Qinghe was right.

Wen Huaian was glad that he had destroyed all the evidence completely. Even if the little princess knew something, she would not be able to produce anything to prove it.

The prince trusts him the most, and the concubine will help him when the time comes. As long as the voice of his daughter who appeared halfway is proved to be false, he will not be afraid no matter what she knows in the future.

No one would believe her, it would be better to drive her crazy.

Wen Huaian thought that there were servants of the Su family waiting outside the temple. If it was not against the rules, General Su would have to lead the soldiers personally to welcome the princess back to the palace.

Then there would be no way to take action on the road, otherwise he would make the little princess never come back and she wouldn't even be able to see the door of the palace.

By then, the princess will witness with her own eyes the little princess being kidnapped by bandits and thrown off the cliff, and she will also jump off the cliff on impulse, and no one will be able to stop her. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Who could have imagined that the originally foolproof plan would result in the princess dying suddenly in less than half a year as long as Qinghe poisoned the princess, and Concubine Wen would be promoted from concubine to legitimate Princess Sheng.

By then, his power in the front and back yards will be infinitely increased, and he can do whatever he wants.

Wen Huaian has been thinking about this day for a long time.