Daming's Bizarre Story: Painted Skin

No one in the harem does not know that Concubine Wan Gui is the real owner here, but Concubine Wan Gui doesn't think so. She thinks the harem is like a place where dice are rolled, and anyone can roll more points than you. The best way It is to eliminate those who can get the dice first, so she has a bit of a gambler's toughness in her bones, and she can easily attract people with weak personalities, such as the current emperor Zhu Jianshen.

She is not beautiful but very strong, she stepped on a dwarf and stared at Zhaoran: "You let me go up to Xiantai, if something goes wrong with you, don't I have to entrust my life to your hands?"

Zhao Ran rubbed his bloodshot eyes and said, "Your Majesty, you don't have to ascend to Xiantai."

Not ascending to Xiantai means that you are greedy for the glory and wealth of the world, and perhaps it can be extended by people with ulterior motives to mean that you cannot be of one mind with the current saint who is dedicated to cultivating Taoism. Concubine Wangui glanced at Liang Fang who was standing aside: "If you can keep I am considerate, I will reciprocate, if..."

Zhao Ran said bluntly: "Xiaomin and Xiaomin's grandfather are also on Shengxiantai."

Concubine Wan Gui just flicked her skirt and sat down in the chair behind her and said: "Then according to what you said, I am afraid of whom."

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Zhaoran went out of the middle gate, Wantong was already waiting there, and when he saw him, he asked: "You asked Xiao Huangmen to come and find me, is there something important?"

"There is a very important thing to ask my lord to do."

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Ran whispered a few words next to Wantong's ear, and the fat on Wantong's face couldn't help trembling a few times: "You want me to dig Immortal He's grave?"

"This matter is extremely important. If you don't go, you may really be promoted to the imperial concubine when you arrive at the imperial concubine at noon today."

Wantong lingered for a while on whether to dig a fairy grave or let Concubine Wan Gui ascend to immortality, and then made up his mind: "It's just digging a grave. Jin Yiwei is not afraid of the living, so how can he be afraid of the dead?!"

Zhaoran gave a "tsk tsk" in his heart, it's not that the Wan brothers and sisters did not enter the same family, they all said exactly the same thing.

As soon as Wantong left, footsteps came from behind, and it was Liang Fang who followed again: "Mr. Rong, the imperial concubine asked the Sa family to follow you, and you just order it if you need it!"

Zhao Ran turned his head and said, "Speaking of which, there is really something I want you to do."

Liang Fang hurriedly said, "Sir, tell me."

Zhao Ran giggled and said, "The braised elbows in the palace are really well done, the color is bright, soft and delicious, how to make it, can you let the chef give you some pointers?"

Liang Fang said dryly: "Braised... elbow?"

Zhao Ran put his arm on Liang Fang's shoulder and said, "Elder-in-law has worked hard too, and it will be noon in one or two hours, why don't we go have a drink."

"This, this..." Before Liang Fang could explain why, she was dragged away by Zhao Ran.

Liang Fang saw that Zhaoran and the chef really discussed the method of braised pork knuckles. He watched the sun rise higher and higher, and anxiously followed the ants on the hot pot.

As the eunuch of the imperial horse supervisor, he has power in the inner palace, and he can rely on the favor of Concubine Wan Gui. Concubine Wan Gui is about to ascend to immortality, and he is afraid that he will not be far from ascending to heaven.

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In Jiang's mansion, old man Jiang sat at the top of the hall, looked around at the family sitting in the lower corner, then got up and said: "Change clothes, prepare the sedan chair."

As soon as he said this, Jiang Biqiao couldn't help crying first, Madam Jiang's eyes were also red, only Madam Jiang remained calm, and said: "Don't panic, if people see it, don't you want to laugh at us Jiang?" government."

She went to the corridor and said to Aning who was standing at the bottom of the steps: "Then I will hand over the master to you. When I saw Xian'er, I told him that my grandfather is old, and life and death are life and death. He doesn't need to force anything. Just keep yourself." good."

Aning bowed and said, "Ah Ning made a note."

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In Chengqian Palace, Concubine Wan Gui inserted a bead hairpin into the mirror, but the last one was still crooked, and the maid hurriedly came up to straighten her.

Then she got up and was supported by the maid and walked down the steps.

At this moment, Zhao Ran had just left the imperial kitchen with Liang Fang, and it had just snowed in the twelfth lunar month of winter, but Liang Fang's forehead was already densely covered with a thin layer of sweat.

"Young Master Rong, what should we prepare now?"

"Didn't I tell you to prepare?"

"Chef Li's secret recipe for braised elbow?" Liang Fang couldn't help asking.

"That's it. This thing is a good thing. When you're ready, let's go to Tongtian Tower together."

"Yes, but what's the use of this?"

"Why is it useless?" Zhao Ran smiled mysteriously, "Buddha loves braised pork knuckles."

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The two monks outside the hall took the things prepared by the National Teacher Pagoda, checked them clearly according to the list, and then turned to Jiuru and asked, "Have you prepared the other things I asked you to prepare?"

Jiu Ru pointed to the carriage, and Zhao Ran stepped on the carriage with a long sigh of relief: "Let's go."

"How sure are you of breaking the Buddha Mother's promotion to the Immortal Terrace?" Jiu Ru asked.

Zhao Ran tilted his head and asked, "If I said I didn't get any points, would you still refuse me to go up to Xiantai?"

Jiuru calmly said: "Naturally."

"I don't have any points, you still go up with me?" Zhao Ran couldn't help but asked.

Jiu Rudao: "Although you don't stick to small details, you are a very principled person before big right and wrong. Since you are not even sure about going up, there are naturally reasons why you must go."

Zhao Ran stared at him for a long time. When Jiu Ru said this, he didn't even move his eyelashes. He seemed to be talking gossip rather than something that was life-threatening. The neck is delicate and graceful.

"There is no hope, I ran for my life long ago, how can a small life be more important than a big principle?" Zhao Ran leaned on Jiu Ru's body and hummed, "Jiu Ru, I don't think you should read this Buddhist scriptures anymore, I will read you again." Just stupid."

Jiu Ru was not annoyed, and just raised his index finger and flicked his forehead: "Sit up straight."

Zhaoran sat up straight and touched his forehead, suddenly remembered that the woman Jiu Ru liked was another fake skin of his own, so could it be that he liked a woman with his personality?

Thinking about it this way, it seemed that he suddenly had a little direction.

However, he then thought, what kind of person would a woman with his personality be?

Smart, slutty... Isn't that coquettish?

The more he thought about it, the bigger his eyes widened. The innocent and shy little Buddha likes coquettish women...

Zhaoran turned seventy-eight corners in his mind, Jiu Ruyi raised the curtain of the car and said, "Here we are, get out of the car."

Babel has arrived.

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Zhao Ran took a look out of the car window and saw that the Tongtian Tower was quietly crowded with people, and there was only one lane maintained by the people from Wucheng Bingmasi in the whole street. From time to time, there were vehicles of good people passing by, which attracted the crowds around. the uproar.

Jiu got out of the carriage, but the street was silent.

The Buddha's son, Jixiang Temple, has probably spread throughout the entire capital, so everyone's eyes on him are somewhat complicated, with doubts and worship, but Jiuru just walks along the sidewalk without looking aside, walking like the wind, It seems that the world's suspicion, slander, or jealousy are just floating clouds in his eyes.

Zhaoran followed Jiuru, smelling the faint sandalwood fragrance from him, thinking that Jiuru was very imposing whether he was a Buddhist disciple or not.

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They walked upwards along the pagoda. The pagoda is divided into nine floors, and each floor is dedicated to gods and Buddhas. Now the statue of the Buddha mother on the highest floor has been moved.The stairs on the right side of the pagoda are covered with curtains, and only the left side can pass through. There is also a set of futon tables and chairs in the hall that are covered by a screen. It seems that these are specially used to facilitate the entry and exit of Concubine Wan Gui.

When Jiuru came in, nine people sat on ten futons, and even the national teacher sat in a corner with his eyes closed. The nuns have not yet arrived.

Old Mr. Jiang saw Zhao Ran and lowered his voice, "What are you doing here? Go down soon!"

Zhao Ran grinned: "Old Master, I came here with Buddha, and everything is absolutely safe, so don't worry about it."

Jiu Ru gave a slight salute to Mrs. Jiang. As an astrologer, Mrs. Jiang had a bad relationship with the National Master Pagoda, but it was not convenient for him to be rude to the Buddha, so he had to return the salute with a displeased face. It was so beautiful and authentic: "The prince is here, why is the nun from Jixiang nunnery not here yet? What a big gesture."

"Master Jiang, don't be restless, Miaoyin is here." Mrs. He's voice came from behind, and a few nuns followed behind her. Fayin also appeared with a few nuns, holding several nuns in their hands The cloth curtain was rolled up, and many Buddhist scriptures were copied on it.

Mrs. He said indifferently: "Seal the tower."

Several nuns walked over swiftly, unfolded the curtains and sealed all the surrounding window sills with curtains, and the light of the pagoda dimmed all of a sudden.

"Light a candle."

Two large oil-yellow candles were erected, adding to the dark and mysterious atmosphere inside the tower. Mrs. Jiang raised her hand and said, "Wait, what are you guys doing?"

Mrs. He said expressionlessly: "Master Jiang, these things are necessary rituals for ascension to immortality. All common things are prepared by the National Master Pagoda, so you can rest assured."

Old Mr. Jiang turned his head to look at Jiu Ru, Jiu Ru nodded lightly, Old Mr. Jiang had no choice but to remain silent, Mrs. He said again: "Bong Xiang."

A few sticks of incense were erected and placed in the altar, and Madam He said: "Place the things needed for the ascending talisman for the ten benevolent people."

Several nuns placed the talisman paper, seal pen, cinnabar, and an incense burner on the low table.

Mrs. He just turned around and wanted to kneel down, but Zhao Ran said loudly: "Wait!"

"What's the matter with this young man?"

Zhao Ran smiled and pointed downstairs: "Someone is coming from below."

Everyone listened attentively, and sure enough there were footsteps rushing upwards, and Zhaoran walked to the front of the building, only to see a Jinyi panting from downstairs, Zhaoran walked down two steps, and the Jinyi guard whispered in his ear. Said a few words.

Zhao Ran went upstairs and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, just now I asked my friend to do something, and now he has replied to me."

Mrs. He ignored him, stepped forward and knelt down in the tunnel and said, "The women lead the ten good men to welcome the will of the Buddha Mother."

The smoke from the tall candle in front of the Buddha seemed to shake slightly, and then a solemn voice sounded in the pagoda: "Follow my way, and I will open the fairy gate for you."

Several other great benevolent people showed shocking expressions, hurriedly got up from the futon, and followed Mrs. He in front of the Buddha statue. Even Concubine Wan Gui behind the screen seemed a little restless.

The old man Jiang took the prince's hand and took a few steps back. Suddenly, only Jiuru and Zhaoran were left standing in the middle of the hall.

"Who are you, why don't you kneel down?"

Zhao Ran turned around to look at the Buddha and said, "The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, why should I kneel down to you?"

"Kneeling to worship the Buddha is not to kneel to the Buddha, but to show devotion. If you are not sincere, you will leave quickly. Once the gate of ascension to the immortals is opened, those who worship the Buddha will naturally go to the gate of heaven, but those who insult the Buddha will fall into the hell of Avici , suffer the pain of not being able to rebirth forever.” The voice of the Buddha mother was faint, as if she really judged life and death from outside the sky, “God has the virtue of loving life, let you go home, if you insist on going your own way, you will definitely blame yourself.”

Zhao Ran smiled and said: "I won't go, I want to see how Shengxianmen made me fall into Abi Hell."

Mrs. He stood up and said, "Dear fellows, please take a seat, the ceremony of ascension to immortality is about to begin."

Several benevolent people quickly climbed back to their seats, the old man Jiang seemed to have recovered a little bit at this moment, the little boy unfolded the yellow will in his hand and said: "I, since my dynasty has been governed by benevolence and righteousness since the fate of heaven, , publicize the flow and demeanor, worship the Tao and worship the Buddha..."

He stammered and finished reading, Madam He raised her eyes and said, "Close the building."

Clearly said: "Why do you even have to seal the building?"

Mrs. He said indifferently: "The common road is closed, and the ladder will be opened."

The faces of several benevolent people were full of joy and confusion, Madam He sat in the chair and demonstrated: "Please grind half of the cinnabar in your hands and pour the other half into the incense burner. Burn the fire and put it in the incense burner to inform all the immortals in the sky."

Zhao Ran smiled and said: "The Buddha's mother is also a person who knows propriety, but why put half of this cinnabar in the incense burner."

Mrs. He said: "Chensha can ward off all evil spirits, and protect the souls of good people to go up the road to heaven smoothly, so that they will not be tempted by evil spirits on the road.

Zhao Ran smiled and said, "I see."

Mrs. He said: "All good people, please prepare your things according to what the poor nun said, we are about to start drawing the Ascension to Immortal Talisman, this is a sacred object specially prepared by the Buddha Mother for us, it can protect us Ascension is comprehensive, so please draw more, the more you draw, the more comprehensive the road to ascension will be."

She turned her head and said to the nuns: "You guys are responsible for sealing the building."

Those nuns left holding two large rolls of cloth curtains, leaving only Fayin behind Mrs. He.

The solemn voice sounded again: "The time has come, you can start."

Zhao Ran yelled, "Wait!"

Mrs. He couldn't help showing anger on her face: "Master, it's fine if you don't leave, but you can't miss the opportunity for a few good people to ascend to the sky."

Zhao Ran said earnestly: "I just think it makes sense for you to say that cinnabar is secluded from evil, but such a little cinnabar is not enough, the more the better."

He shouted loudly: "Come on, bring up the remaining cinnabar prepared by the National Master Tower."

Hearing the sound of footsteps downstairs, two monks came up carrying a large open-burning charcoal stove. The charcoal stove was covered with a layer of red cinnabar, and a choking sulfur smell came over the face.

Then another little Huangmen brought up a plate, but it was full of garlic.

When they retreated, he said with a clear smile: "When you go out, don't forget to seal the stairs for the Buddha mother."

"You, what are you doing?" Mrs. He couldn't help covering her nose and asked.

Zhao Ran took a few steps forward and said with a smile, "I'll tell you a story."