Buddhist master [Quick Transmigration]

Wu Zheng opened his eyes on his bed, saw the sunlight outside the window, felt relaxed.He'd had a good night's sleep last night, one he'd rarely had since embarking on this inexplicable time-travel.

He stretched, feeling rejuvenated to start the day.

Strange to say, he was woken up by the system today.On weekdays, no matter how late he gets up, the system doesn't care about him. At most, it tells him the time after he wakes up, and then tells him to speed up. After all, most of his life has been dedicated to the god of sleep.

But today the system acted uncharacteristically as an alarm clock that could not be turned off, yelling persistently in his mind, Wu Zheng had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​staying in bed, and got up with the morning sun like a vigorous boy.

As he was getting dressed, he asked, "When did you downgrade to an alarm clock? Can I use you to set the time?"

The system said: "Thank me! There is something absolutely not to be missed today."

Wu Zheng said: "You must not miss it? Is the crown prince going to choose a concubine publicly?"

He casually chatted with the system, walked out of the room slowly, and came to the front hall, only to see that the usually busy front hall was empty.He was taken aback, and went into the kitchen again, only to see a servant cooking porridge slowly.

The difference is that this person did not use the usual small pot to cook the porridge, but took the largest pot at home, which was half the height of a person.That pot is never used on weekdays, and one pot is enough to feed a large family for several days, and it has always been disgusted by his mother.Wu Zheng's mother said, it's best not to use this pot for the rest of your life, if you use it, you will definitely encounter troubled times.

Wu Zheng didn't quite understand what she meant. He only saw the pot piled up in a corner, raising cockroaches and mice day by day, and he hated it very much.

He asked the servant next to the pot, "Why did you use this? Could it be that there was a banquet?"

The servant shook his head with a bitter face: "Where is the banquet! Young Master Ji, you didn't get up early, so don't make sarcastic remarks here. If you have time, go outside and help Madam."

Wu Zheng hurriedly bowed his head and listened humbly, his mother was very kind to the servants, they were like his family.They don't know that Wu Zheng has a heavy responsibility, they only see him going out early and returning home at night every day, and feel sorry for his parents in their hearts, so they persuade him to learn from him when he finds an opportunity.Wu Zheng thought carefully what they said was right, so he had to bow his head and accept the training.

But this time, he couldn't just listen to the training, and found an opportunity to ask, "I understand what you said. But what happened?"

The servant said: "Young master, don't you know that Yuecheng was burned by the rebels! Many people fled to Dadu in the past two days. Yesterday they were unfortunately stopped outside the city gate of Dadu. Yes. Madam is kind, so I’ll go out to help her first, so go and help her.”

Wu Zheng was sweating coldly when he heard this, and couldn't help but smile wryly.How did he forget?

Before, he had personally heard Murong Bai encouraging these refugees to come to Dadu, and he thought this was part of His Royal Highness's plan.The homes of these refugees were burned, and all of them were terrified. Standing in the metropolis was a publicity board for the event.With luck, the royal nobles in the metropolitan city were frightened when they heard the news, Kaesong surrendered, and the rebels would be able to take over the entire country without a single soldier.

Oh, of course, they will claim to be coming to the side of the Qing emperor to put the orthodox heir of the empire on the throne.

Murong Bai is really good at calculating.

The smell of rice wafted from the pot, and Wu Zheng was also hungry, so he said to the servant: "Uncle, can this be eaten? I'll eat a bowl first and then go help."

The servant said: "Don't eat that, the pot will be ready soon and I will boil some for you alone. Let's eat some steamed buns first."

Wu Zheng thought that the pot was made of old rice, and the servants dared not let him eat it.He didn't pay much attention to himself, so he opened the lid of the pot while the servant was taking the steamed buns, planning to fill a bowl and eat it first.

But when he lifted the lid of the pot, he only saw a puddle of pale white. After stirring it with a big spoon, he saw broken rice floating up alone, and it fell apart when he touched it.Where did Wu Zheng dare to hold these precious grains of rice, and watched them sink again, leaving only thin rice soup in the spoon.

He looked at the pot of rice soup, his face turned blue, just at this moment a servant came over, stuffed two steamed buns into his hands, took back the lid of the pot and put it on again, sighing: "What are you looking at, it's cold now .Here, eat the steamed buns quickly. After eating, let's take the pot out together. Madam's pot may be gone, and I'm afraid people will cause trouble."

Wu Zheng said: "This is too rare."

The servant said: "Hey, madam is kind, but we have to save ourselves some way of life. If the rebels really come over later, we don't know how long our family's food will last. How can we give so much to others? When the time comes, the victims will rescue us." If we don’t live, we will starve to death first, that would be interesting.”

Wu Zheng said: "No one cares about these disaster victims?!"

The servant said: "The food must have been released, but it was not much, not enough to eat. Young master, there is not much food in the palace. And those two..." He lowered his voice, "When did they do it? This kind of good thing? Eat it quickly, don't look at it as a steamed bun, if you take it two steps outside, someone will snatch it for you!"

Wu Zheng didn't know what to say, so he opened his mouth wide and took a bite of the steamed bun, and swallowed it whole without any taste.Of course, steamed buns are not a delicacy, at most they have a faint sweet taste after careful chewing, which is not enough to make people unforgettable.Such a simple thing has now become the source of life that everyone competes for. It seems that everyone suddenly learns to discover the beauty in life overnight. This is a troubled world.

His mouth became bitter, wondering if there was too much alkali in the steamed buns.

The servant said: "Hey, I heard that there was a number one swordsman in the world who stabbed the marshal of the rebel army to death with a single sword. I thought everything was peaceful. It's only been a few days, and suddenly the world is turned upside down. The world is impermanent, the world is impermanent..."

Wu Zheng couldn't help but said: "Don't you expect the number one swordsman in the world to come and clear the rebels with a single blow?"

The servant said: "He doesn't have time to take care of this kind of thing! Young master, let me tell you, no matter how righteous he was in the rumors before, it must be the rebel marshal who accidentally offended him, which caused the trouble. He didn't want to get rid of some rebels. The master doesn't care about world affairs. The master sees things from the top down. We are too small and have no place in his heart. We don't care Take care of yourself and tide over the difficulties together. When the people above are done fighting and killing, we will live our own lives. Hey, you are done eating, let's carry this pot out together."

The servant didn't know about the palace's rewards before, because Ji Shilang and his wife always felt that their child was not so great, and there must be something wrong, so they deliberately concealed it.

Wu Zheng silently stuffed the two steamed buns into his mouth, the feeling of being full in his stomach made him feel guilty, as if he owed a huge debt to those who didn't have enough to eat.

He said to the system in his heart: "This is what you said, I must not miss it?"

The system said: "Is it moved? You won't be charged a penny, and it will be given as a free gift. Isn't it even more moved?"

Wu Zheng said: "..."

The system said: "Just like playing a game, your every move has a result, I have to let you see the feedback... If you choose another plan at the beginning, all this may not happen."

Wu Zheng said: "Another plan?"

The system said: "Cooperate with others to destroy the rebels invisible. Now you still have a chance! Regret medicine is not always available, if you miss it, you will pass it!"

Wu Zheng said: "I won't regret it, spend less effort to seduce me."

The system said: "But..."

Wu Zheng said: "Shut up."

System: QAQ!

Wu Zheng said: "I will solve it myself."

The servant didn't know how much Wu Zheng was arguing in his head, but seeing him suddenly standing still, he couldn't help complaining, "Young master, can you help me?"

Wu Zheng came back to his senses, and said without thinking, "Uncle, the expert also lives in the mortal world. He sees you every day."

The servant asked, "How do you know?"

Wu Zheng didn't answer, and picked up the cauldron on the stove with one hand.When the pot was full, it took a strong man to move it with all his strength, but Wu Zheng moved it with one hand, as if he was holding a small drinking cup lightly.

He asked, "Uncle, where are you?"

The servant's eyeballs were about to pop out, as if he never knew the child he had watched grow up.From the last moment to this moment, the other person's facial features remained the same, but there was a drastic change inside, and the aura was generated from the inside out, making him suddenly not dare to treat him casually.

He pointed the direction to Wuzheng respectfully, and said in a low voice, "Young master, the number one swordsman in the world, what are you..."

Wu Zheng said: "The marshal of the rebel army died under a sword. If anyone is lucky enough to see that sword, look carefully. There are two words, a name, hidden in the pattern on the hilt."

The servant said in surprise: "Could it be..."

His lips moved, and he didn't dare to call out the other person's name, as if that simple name already had an extraordinary meaning at this time, and it was not allowed to be profaned at will.

Wu Zheng smiled, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder and said, "Today I have to rob the rich and give to the poor. There will be rice, let's make the porridge thicker."

The author has something to say: Thank you little angels for your support!