The patriarch of the Red Mansion is so handsome

Guoqing Temple was once destroyed in the flames of war, but it was destroyed and rebuilt repeatedly. The incense has been passed down to this day, and it has a history of thousands of years.After the founding of the country, the emperor and the ancestors of this dynasty ordered to rebuild it, and changed the purpose of building the temple from the original "if the temple is completed, the country will be Qing" to "the country will be clean, the temple will be completed." Therefore, the Guoqing Temple became a royal temple.After decades of development, it is now well-known far and near, and a place of great incense, and temple fairs are held on the fifteenth day of every month.

It can be regarded as a large commercial center.

While recalling the information she knew, Jia Zhen slowly raised her eyes to look at the stone steps hidden in the mountains and forests.Compared with the bustling front yard of Guoqing Temple, the back mountain is very quiet, with towering ancient trees everywhere and melodious birdsong.

Strolling up the stairs, Jia Zhen glanced sideways at the children.The little princes also understood the sound of sorrow and joy, and they didn't play any princely temper. They cheered each other up and encouraged them to climb up.Jia Yu didn't blush, she wasn't out of breath, and she walked like flying.However, he was also quite elegant, holding Jia Zhi by the hand, and leading people away step by step.

Also, among these children, Jia Zhi is the youngest and the least fond of sports. After learning from Jia She, she has a bad habit. She can lie down and never stand, and can sit and never stand. She usually just holds a book Read and see, you can basically stay in your nest for a day.She is delicate and expensive, and she still raises puss in the Northeast.

But it was strange, and he continued to walk silently, sweating profusely on his forehead, and no one made a sound.

Although puzzled, Jia Zhen didn't say much.Anyway, these children's brothers and sisters are doing well, and they are very united to help the little sister.

After walking for more than half an hour, Jia Zhen looked at the Shuanghuang standing on the hillside with a strange look in her eyes.He knew about the emperor's humble clothes, but now, before they set off, this man was still in the palace discussing with other members of the Ministry of Rites how to kill the Great Emperor Luocha.

Today, he waved his hand to avoid everyone's salute, and also signaled everyone to be quiet.With apprehension in his eyes, he looked at the emperor standing on the edge of the mountain.Although it was rare for his father to be cruel and personally ordered Zhongshun to be abolished, he had been a son and a father after all, so he understood the pain in his father's heart.

The emperor looked at the coming coffins, looked sideways at the majestic and continuous mountains, and laughed loudly: "The bones of the green mountains are not buried."

Everyone trembled when they heard the words.In the silence, a childish voice was heard: "I would like to protect the land and protect the country."

Everyone looked at Jia Zhi who opened his mouth in a daze.

Jia Zhi secretly hid behind Jia Yu's back, poked his head out, and whispered, "I... my grandfather took me to tell my fortune, and said that my great-grandfather and the others will protect me in heaven. This is the sentence behind the great-grandfather's ever-burning lamp. Keep in mind."

After hearing this, the emperor smiled, "That's right. Only your great-grandfather can do this level."

After finishing speaking, the emperor looked at the present with fixed eyes, and paused every word, "I hope that one day, they can enjoy the worship openly. I also hope that you can remember that the emperor is not only powerful, but also shoulders the responsibility of the people. .”

"Yes, my son will definitely keep it in mind."

"I hope that one day, in addition to the long live the emperor, there are also those heroes who died for the country. These spiritual inheritances can also be long live, long live, long live." The emperor said as he patted today's shoulder. Don’t forget to tell Nai Weng. Now, you are in charge here.”

After saying this, the emperor smiled again, walked towards Jia Zhi, looked him up and down, "Girl, I heard that you obediently played with Rakshasa Emperor? This is not possible, we are in the same battalion, not with each other. "

Jia Zhi: "..."

The emperor's style of painting changed so quickly that even Jia Zhen, who had been watching the emperor carefully, didn't turn her head around for a while.But no matter what, when the emperor said "Long live the hero", Jia Zhen was still a little moved. She fixed her eyes on the scene where the emperor asked the little princes to salute to the coffin, her eyes flickered, and her gaze swept away. Now.

If today's heirs also have this kind of mind...

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After the ceremony, Jia Zhen followed the emperor and his party to the Buddhist monastery.After a simple meal, Jia Zhen looked at the present and waved her sleeves, instead of taking away a son, she took away Bao Mian instead, and looked at him with a face of trust. Visiting the Guoqing Temple with a group of still energetic princes.Jia Yu accompanied Jia Zhi and the emperor back to the palace.

"Yes, then we came to the main hall, which is called the Daxiong Hall. What you see now is a very golden Buddha statue." Jia Zhen racked her brains for a while and found that she was really illiterate, so she could only talk nonsense. : "As the saying goes, that, that, please enter the mountain gate and pay your respects, for peace of mind."

Although he also loves to learn, his major is not right for him.In modern times, most of his visits to temples are to take pictures, and he basically listens to the tour guide, and the left ear goes in and the right ear goes out.Not to mention, now temporarily add work to him.If he can tell which sect of Buddhism and what is enshrined, he can be regarded as an all-round little genius.

"Big brother, why don't you know any allusions?" The Seventh Prince looked desperate: "They all said that you are a distant nephew that Song Taifu admitted."

"There is no logical relationship between the two." Jia Zhen glanced at a row of young saplings and went all out, "But you can learn from me. My living example shows that we should cherish time and study hard, otherwise we will grow up." No, you don't understand anything."

"I know, the young and the old don't work hard, but the old is sad."

"Okay, okay, go to worship, and ask the Buddha and Bodhisattva to bless you all in good health, and be happy every day."

"Be smarter!" The Seventh Prince added aggrievedly.

The sixth prince secretly explained to Jia Zhen: "The seventh brother admires Taifu Song the most. But big brother, you have let us down too much, and our martial artists are all eloquent. You have to study hard in the future. Start learning now. It's not too late."

"Okay." Jia Zhen replied, but her eyes swept to the smiling monk Wuhui who couldn't hold back.The presiding disciple of this temple is said to be quite proficient in Buddhism.

"The master seems to have something to say?" Jia Zhen raised her brows and smiled when she saw the young monk's youthful appearance.

"The poor monk doesn't seem to believe in my Buddha." Facing Jia Zhen's gaze, Wu Huihe said solemnly after paying respects.

"My father believes in it. You understand the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism." Jia Zhen took Jia Jing out of the blame without haste.

"Then why do you say that sincerity leads to spirit? Do you add sesame oil when you enter the mountain gate?"

"Master," Jia Zhen looked up at the golden statue of Buddha, who still felt a little golden, and said in a deep voice, "In our mundane world, when visiting someone's house, it is the etiquette to respect the host's house. I am not here to kick the hall today. Yes, I will abide by the Buddhist rules."

"Interesting, the poor monk thought it was the ability to be a benefactor," Wu Hui looked at the statue with piety, but smiled when he opened his mouth, "I will say that my fate is up to me."

Hearing this, Jia Zhen's heart trembled, thinking that this monk might really have some supernatural abilities.But when I looked up, I saw people with indifferent eyes, smiling and bending down to guide the princes to salute, answering all kinds of whimsical questions.

After patiently waiting for the princes to be coaxed, Jia Zhen approached Wu Hui and said sincerely, "I wonder if the master can take a step to speak. I have something to ask the master."

"The benefactor is joking. How can the benefactor's mind be changed by other people's words?" Wu Hui looked at Jia Zhen with a smile, and bent down: "The poor monk is thinking of having a relationship with your sister, so I will give the benefactor a word." In other words, don’t forget your original intention.”

"Thank you Master, but..." Jia Zhen frowned, "May I ask why Master is destined to be with my sister?"

"Your sister has a predestined relationship with Buddhism, and she has a lot of wisdom."

Jia Zhen: "..." With Turtle's current temperament, how can you be so intelligent?

"Don't be misunderstood by the benefactor. This mysterious and mysterious matter, the final conclusion of a person's life." Master Wuhui smiled: "I have a predestined relationship with Lingmei, but she wants to learn some physiognomy from this poor monk. He asked me if I wanted to accept another disciple, and strongly recommended one, her own father, Jia Jing."

Jia Zhen: "..."

"You brothers and sisters are also interesting."

"Thank you, master, you are also very interesting." Jia Zhen left with a smile, and he didn't care too much whether the master had some supernatural power or not.After all, he had found someone to share his little secret with in the beginning.In other words, in his eyes, time travel is not the most secret thing worth keeping in his heart.

Safely send the princes back to the palace, and take Jia Lian, who almost became a "Woman Stone" outside the gate of the palace, back to Jia's martial arts gym.

Seeing the rare males from Jia's family gathered together, Jia Zhen cleared her throat and first cared about the future spouse selection of the three golden men.

Jia Lian was well-prepared, and said: "I have basically decided on a candidate, the daughter of Mishang Lu. This Miss Lu has delayed her flowering because of her filial piety. If I can succeed, that would be great. I have inquired, and she followed suit. Housekeeping is also a good housekeeper."

Upon hearing this, Jia Qiang shook her head, "Uncle Zhen, I don't have that specific idea yet."

Jia Rong also shook her head, "Father, I don't want to marry yet. I don't think I have the strength to support myself yet."

"The two of them are telling the truth, Jia Rong, are you sorry for saying this?" Jia Zhen said in a deep voice, "The news has already reached the emperor, and you have nothing to do with that young lady of the Wang family?"

"Which Miss Wang?" Jia Rong was surprised and felt extremely wronged, "Father, since I became sensible, let alone flirtatious, I have never even touched the fingers of the maids at home. I am so busy that I have no time to spend the first month down."

"Really?" Jia Zhen talked about the information she knew from today's mouth, looked at Jia Rong who was puzzled, and said, "The emperor would never make fun of such a thing, right? He said clearly, If Wang Ge didn't come to him, what would he say?"

"But..." Jia Rong scratched her head: "I really didn't. That time was not a party, they drank too much, didn't you say that the golden egg balls should be treated well, and they should be made to feel at home. So I sent them back one by one. home. When I met their family members when I sent them back, of course I greeted them with a smile.”

"That's why you have such an embarrassing smile on your face. You are gorgeous, and you unconsciously make the little girl's family secretly agree." Jia Zhen looked at Jia Rong's face, but believed in people's innocence.

"Anyway, the Wang family doesn't mention this matter. If you don't like it, you don't know about it." Jia Zhen said in a deep voice: "Next, it's still related to the Wang family. The son-in-law of the Wang family, Yuwen and Hao, are good friends, and the voice of Qunfang Pavilion Girl, which one of you three should come forward and hook up."

The three looked at each other, looked at Jia Zhen in disbelief, and said in unison, "Why?"

"She's an oiran! She's still the kind that can be selected as a guest of honor. The special guards are all big and thick guys, how can they get close? You are all once famous romantic young men. Isn't it normal to spend a lot of money?" Jia Zhen objectively talked about the investigation: "Yinyin's real name is Wu Yin, and she and Yu Wenhao are well-matched. However, nine years ago, Wu Yin's father, the prefect of Suzhou, was beheaded for corruption, and she was reduced to an army and a prostitute. Yu Wenhao immediately asked to marry the fifth lady of the Wang family. Through the Wang family, Wu Yin was exchanged for stealing the dragon and turning into a phoenix."

"Father, I don't understand. Since I transferred out, why are you in the brothel? Help me settle it down. Even if it's an outside room, it's better than the famous oiran now, right?"

"So I'll let you hook up." Jia Zhen said confidently.