I heard you were going to abuse me?Sorry I don't hurt [Quick Transmigration]

Yang Yelin originally wanted to rely on Su Zihuan's reputation to gather some benevolent and righteous people to give the army a better reputation, but now Su Zihuan's reputation has been corrupted to the point that everyone condemns it.

For example, Yang Yelin found out the truth about the Queen's family colluding with Taoist priests to poison, and even disclosed their wolf ambitions to the world, but eradicating the Queen's family still made the people think that the emperor did not hesitate to deal with the Queen's family for a man. tyrant.

"Su Zihuan, what a pity. I was also treated by him back then. Why was he brought into the harem by that tyrant."

"Don't mention him, he used to be the person I admired the most, but now I feel disgusted when I hear his name."

He is obviously a genius doctor with the best medical skills in the world, but he wants to serve others with sex, of course he will be despised by others.

A few monks sitting on the table outside the teahouse drank a few sips of tea thirsty, and looked at the dignified expression of their master Ming Neng listening, a little confused.

"Master Mingneng, please wait for us!" A few young monks were dozing off under the warm sun at noon, and this one accidentally lost the master. Stepping on the straw sandals, I chased out a dozen steps.

A few scholars who were eloquently preaching did not notice this scene, cleared their throats, and began to speak again.

Now that the war is raging again, there are few carriages on the road, and I am afraid that someone will rob them on the road. Even though they come from the temple with the most incense, they dare not dress too richly.

Ming Neng and a group of disciples walked for two months, and finally arrived near the imperial palace in the capital.

"Master, why did we come to the capital?" A young monk asked in a daze.

"To save one person, cross one person, from the boundless sea of ​​suffering, from the world of mortals." Ming Neng sighed softly, holding the beads in his hand.

From a distance, they saw such a group of monks approaching the palace, and the guards immediately took up weapons to stop them.

"Who?!" they asked sharply.

Ming Neng stopped immediately and took out the cassock bestowed by the late emperor and presented it to the guards of the palace.

Because the late emperor killed too much, he often recruited some monks to give lectures. He was also a monk who had just become famous back then. The cassock/cassock bestowed by the late emperor allowed him to freely enter the palace.

He was a little nervous, and his fingers clenched slightly, because he didn't know whether the late emperor's palace would still be recognized.

Several guards actually recognized Master Mingneng, but they looked at each other, unable to make up their own minds, they still called the chief guard.

"Master Mingneng is here, can we let him in?"

This is the cassock/cassock of the late emperor. Although it is not explicitly stated that it is invalid, it is almost invalid.

But I heard that the concubine Chen in the palace likes these, maybe letting this person in will please the emperor, the head guard rolled his clever eyes a few times.

"Master Mingneng, who do you want to meet with?"

Seeing that the guards had a good attitude, Ming Neng put on a gentle smile on his fat and round face, and said lightly, "Concubine Chen."

Several guards looked at each other, a little surprised.

They actually didn't expect that with Su Zihuan's reputation now, there would be monks coming to visit him.

But Mingneng's wish just followed the chief guard's careful thinking. He asked several guards to report to the emperor, and after getting approval, he took Master Mingneng all the way to the Qingming Hall and told the guarding eunuch that he was fine. left.

Mingneng just happened to meet the person he wanted to meet.

The young man happened to be reclining on the imperial concubine's bed in the palace, with his black hair hanging down by his side, with a lingering and lazy taste, the white belt on his body was very loosely tied, his pair of phoenix eyes were lightly closed, and he fell asleep because of his light-colored lips. It shivered slightly.

It looks like a very beautiful picture scroll from a distance.

Spring had already begun, but the coals in the palace burned extremely hot, enough to make a healthy person feel unbearably hot, but the young man didn't seem to feel it at all.

As Ming Neng continued to approach, Bai Zhi suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the direction Ming Neng came from with a somewhat empty gaze. From the outside, his appearance was still handsome, but his face became much paler.

"Master." Bai Zhi called softly.

"Benefactor Su." Ming Neng saluted with clasped hands.

Bai Zhi lifted the blanket covering his body, got off the couch and stood straight, nodding his head slightly, clasped his hands together in return, and invited him to the scenic lake in front for a talk.

The two chatted along the pond in front of Qinghe Palace.

"It's hard for the master to come to see me in the palace," Bai Zhi said calmly, stretched out a hand to grab a handful of bait from the small box, bent his slender waist, and sprinkled it into the lake.

"I understand that staying here is not the son's original intention." Ming Neng looked at the fish food in the lake surrounded by the bait, and sighed softly. "It's all a catastrophe in the world..."

"It's because I overestimated my capabilities." Bai Zhi smiled lightly, revealing a trace of bitterness, but this trace of bitterness was fleeting, and turned into his usual expressionless face.

He didn't know why Yang Yelin kept him.

Ming Neng clenched the Buddhist beads in his hand, looked at the fish in the lake, the fish devoured the fish food very fast, and did not swim far away until all the fish food was wiped out.

The fish in this water, as long as they are fed fish food, they will continue to eat until they die without restraint.

And some people are like this fish, you let him get something, he will eat the marrow to know the taste.

That little bit of specialness was released and expanded, leaving traces in the heart of the person who has always been selfish, and he was unwilling to let go.

"The Buddha fell into a dream the day before yesterday, and I knew that you are the reincarnation of the Buddha. After a catastrophe, you will convert to Buddhism..." Ming Neng said.

"Buddha son?" Bai Zhi pursed his thin lips to ponder the word, and immediately felt that something was wrong. He lightly arched his hands, and the wide white sleeve robe between his elbows seemed to be flowing, full of immortality. "How can I be a Buddha, I dare not be."

"You are destined to belong to Buddhism." Ming Neng stroked his chin.He had a hunch then.

Hearing this, Bai Zhi was taken aback.

Do you belong to Buddhism?

Just as Bai Zhi was about to say something, he was suddenly interrupted.

"He belongs to me." A tall and tall man came from a distance, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, wearing a black robe embroidered with purple and complicated patterns, which was astonishing.

The bloody smell from the visitor floated into Ming Neng's nostrils, making him frown, then he covered his expression and bowed in salute.

Yang Yelin glanced at Mingneng, then set his eyes on Bai Zhi who was avoiding his sight.

He no longer needs Bai Zhi as a pawn, he wants to take care of him as best he can, but he can't save a single person with all his efforts.

"I don't know what's the matter with Master Mingneng?" Yang Yelin's brows gathered together, and he pulled the thinly dressed Bai Zhi into his arms.

"Mr. Su is the reincarnation of the Buddha. After accumulating merits and virtues, he endured calamities and finally returned to Buddhism."

"There is no tree in that sentence, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place. Wherever the dust is, it is the evidence."

Yang Yelin immediately retorted. "He said it wasn't him doing it...just remembering." By the end he couldn't explain it either.

How was a poem that never appeared in this world recorded by the youth.

"Whether he wrote it himself or remembered it, the person who can say such a good sentence must be a person with deep roots in the Buddha and blessed by the Buddha." Ming Neng twirled the beads in his hand and affirmed.

"He belongs to the Buddha."

Master Mingneng's voice is warm and moist, with the aroma of sandalwood soaked in the temple for a long time, it just makes people feel like they have come to a Buddhist temple and heard the curling Sanskrit. "Your majesty, you don't want to let him go...he will definitely leave this world soon and return to the embrace of the Buddha."

——Return to the embrace of Buddha?

Yang Yelin's frown deepened.

"..." Yang Yelin lowered his eyes, tightened his grip on Bai Zhi's shoulder for a moment, and finally let go.

Can you really give it a try?

As long as he can survive, and live a little longer...he is willing to let go.

[Traider Yang Yelin favorability degree: 85 abuse heart value: 50]

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There are only three countries left in this world.

Although Daqi's military strength is the strongest, the hearts of the people are not in harmony. After a war, most of the people do not want the country to continue to be in chaos, so the king who raises his troops again will definitely lose the hearts of the people.

The real emperor, Yang Ye, is a successful ruler who conforms to the hearts of the people. Although he has no outstanding talents, he is at peace, which is exactly what the people of Qi State need.

Originally, Yang Yelin didn't want to get any positive comments. Since he was already a tyrant and he couldn't be loved by others, it didn't hurt to make others fear him even more.

In this way, in the spring when the seeds were just planted, taking advantage of the lack of clothing and food in Linguo, and his strength was greatly reduced, Yang Yelin led soldiers and horses to massacre dozens of cities one after another and killed tens of thousands of people.

Wherever he was, there were bones and ruins, and Da Qi's army swept across a country as quickly as a plague.

The soldiers became more and more courageous as they fought more and more, and they were so red-eyed. Another country that wanted to unite to resist, because of Yang Yelin's strength, shrank for a few months and missed the best time. It watched Yang Yelin swallow the whole neighboring countries.

Yang Yelin, who had just recovered a country, stopped attacking.Because he hasn't rectified the rear area yet, and part of his troops have already been lost. If the newly recovered area turns back, he will be attacked from both sides. No matter how powerful the strategy is, he will definitely have to make a big comeback.

Since he couldn't continue to fight, he returned to the country with the general Qi Chen with the fear of the whole country.

Because of this imperial conquest, the rumors that he was entered by evil spirits intensified...

How could Yang Ye be so strong?Obviously, he couldn't see that he was so powerful before, but he just passed out once, and suddenly he became so powerful, as if he was a different person.

"Born to be a strategist." This is the evaluation of others.

"He has no mercy, what does he think of killing people? Human life is just a stone blocking the road..."

In a remote tavern, there are some literati who know a lot about themselves, and they talk about how cruel and lustful Yang Yelin is.How did Su Zihuan be bewitched by him...

At this moment, another person interjected.

"You haven't heard the latest news!"

"Buddha's disciple Kongqing is Su Zihuan who converted to Buddhism!"

A few months ago, there appeared a Buddhist disciple who was loved by everyone, because he was the one who uttered the poem admired by Buddhist believers, and Master Mingneng entrusted him with a dream to prove it.

Everything before that was just the catastrophe that the Buddha was going through. If he didn't enter the world, he had already figured out how to get out of the world.