a priest friend of mine

In the 24th year of the Promise, Emperor Chongguang has been on the throne for more than two years. Since he ascended the throne, the weather in the country has been smooth, the country is prosperous and the people are peaceful.

On the eighth day of the sixth month of the lunar calendar, every year at this time, Emperor Chongguang will drive out of the palace and go to Yufu Mountain, a hundred miles away, to pray for the country and the people.

Legend has it that Yufu Mountain used to be a place where gods lived, and the pure heart concept inside it is a sacred place for Taoists revered by countless people.

I don't know if it's because the Qingxin Temple is too holy, or what, but the road to the Qingxin Temple is rugged and has a lot of gravel. As long as ordinary people reach the foot of the mountain, they have to abandon their comfortable carriages and walk instead.

Hiking up the steep mountain may be nothing for the villagers, but for the children of the rich who have always been expensive, this is a mountain road as difficult as climbing the sky.

The hot weather made the cicadas on the trees dissatisfied. Under the scorching sun, a group of imperial guards climbed the mountain profusely with sweat. At the forefront of the team, a man dressed in luxurious black walked silently. .

"Your Majesty, this mountain road is too rough, why don't I carry you up." Lynch suddenly walked in front of him, squatted down, and motioned for him to come up.

"Go away." Mo Feng raised his leg and kicked him, his handsome face was covered with dense sweat.

"I am a man of seven feet, how can I let a man carry it, not to mention, I don't pay attention to this little mountain road."

He squinted at Lynch, who quickly retreated behind him, not daring to say any more.

The whole team paused for a moment, then moved again instantly.

On the top of the mountain, on the view of Qingxin, green smoke rises slowly. If someone enters this place by mistake, they will definitely mistakenly think that this place is a fairyland isolated from the world.

On the day when Emperor Chongguang came, everyone must not slack off. When a group of people walked into the Taoist temple, there were already Taoist priests waiting in the temple.

After the imperial guards were sent back to the Taoist temple, Mo Feng and Lin Qi walked into the temple door one after the other. Seeing that the Taoist priest greeted him immediately, he saluted Mo Feng and said slowly: "The heart of the emperor's house Benevolent, come here personally, I have waited for the lack of hospitality, I hope you will forgive me."

Mo Feng respectfully returned the salute to him: "It's okay, besides praying for our country and people, I also want to pray for my mother when I come here this time."

"The emperor loves the people, respects and loves the elders, filial piety can be learned from, please follow me." Taoist Kong Jian nodded, and then took a step ahead to lead the way.

Mo Feng and Lynch hurriedly followed.

Once inside, Mo Feng stood at the back of the futon in front of the statue as usual, closed his eyes silently, and prayed for what he had prayed for. After a while, he slowly knelt down on the futon and bowed three times and prostrated nine times.

After the ceremony, Taoist Kong Jian handed him the incense candles that he had already prepared. Mo Feng held the incense candles in both hands, bowed three times again, and sincerely prayed: "May I come to sacrifice, peace and harmony, and good weather. May the people live and work in peace and prosperity. , May the queen mother be in good health and enjoy a long life for a hundred years."

After finishing speaking, he got up and walked forward, burned incense with his left hand, and inserted the three incense candles in his hand into the incense burner in front one by one.

All the matters were completed like flowing clouds and flowing water, and the Taoist priest Kong Jian said: "If the emperor doesn't dislike it, it's better to stay in the temple and eat and eat at any time."

Mo Feng pondered for a while, then nodded: "Alright, then I will trouble the Taoist priest."

Daoist Kong Jian nodded lightly: "It's not time for lunch yet, the emperor can watch it in the temple first, and I will ask someone to go and tell me."

"Okay." Mo Feng responded one by one, then turned to Lin Qi and said, "Lin Qi, go to the merit box outside and put in some incense money."

Lin Qi responded and left, seeing the Taoist priest bowing his head in salute to him, Mo Feng returned the salute in a neither humble nor haughty manner, and then walked out.

Accompanied by Lin Qi, Mo Feng wandered around the Qingxin Temple, met Taoist priests on the way, and bowed their hands to pay respects. The road was unimpeded, and they came to the backyard of the temple, where the Taoist priests devoted themselves to meditation and lived in the fasting room. The place.

"Your Majesty, we also came here last year, but how do you feel, there seem to be more Taoist priests in the temple this year?" Lynch looked around and found many strange faces.

"You said that, I also found out." Mo Feng frowned and looked at the Taoist priest who was passing by, and suddenly stepped back a few steps and called him.

"This Taoist priest, I will come here every year to pray for blessings, but seeing you today is quite unfamiliar, dare to ask where the priest came from?"

Seeing that he called himself "Zhen", and today is a day known to the whole country, the Taoist knew his identity in his heart, and replied neither humble nor overbearing: "I am a sergeant in a Taoist temple outside Xiangshui. , The flood washed away the Taoist temple, and all the Taoist priests had nowhere to stay. The Taoist Master Kongjian of the Qingxin Temple learned about this, so he let us all move here and concentrate on practicing."

Mo Feng slightly frowned and thought: "I see, thank you."

After getting the answer he wanted, Mo Feng saluted him and continued walking forward.

"Prince Kongjian is truly merciful." Lynch followed closely behind, and couldn't help sighing.

The two walked to the backyard, and when they passed by a other garden, they suddenly heard a faint conversation coming from inside.

"Master Jingchi, the soil is too dry and hard, I can't dig it..." The young man's bright voice came from inside.

Immediately afterwards, a cold voice sounded: "Continue digging."

"Taoist..." The young man's voice was filled with pleading.

The cold voice, like a wisp of green smoke, drifted out: "Don't hurry up and hide this wine. When someone else comes, even if I want to help, I can't help you."

The boy stopped talking, but the sound of the shovel shoveling the soil became louder.

Mo Feng was puzzled in his heart, so he couldn't help stepping his legs and walked in there. When he entered the gate of the garden, he saw a young man in a Taoist uniform holding a shovel in one hand, digging the soil with a humming sound. He has already dug a small hole.

Beside the boy, a man was wearing a dark blue Taoist uniform, sitting on a stone chair in the garden, with his back to the door, leaving only a slender figure, which attracted people's imagination.

What caught Mo Feng's attention was his silver hair that was flowing in the wind, smooth as silk.

Silver threads were scattered on his body like snow, and the sun's light shone down, causing waves to flow on the silver hair.

The back view is also so beautiful, I don't know how stunning the front face should be.

Mo Feng thought so in his heart, only to hear the young Taoist exclaimed, throwing away the shovel in his hand and staring at them: "You...who are you? You entered the backyard without authorization!"

"Bold..." Lin Qi saw that he was speaking rudely, and was about to step forward to teach him, but was stopped by Mo Feng's hand. He was about to say something, but saw the Taoist priest with silver hair, slowly turned his head.

With a bang, Mo Feng felt that something hit his heart hard.

The man in front of him had an incomparably soft appearance, his facial features were exquisite, his red lips were like blood, his skin was whiter than snow, especially those pair of shimmering pupils, just one glance at him was enough to suffocate his astonishment.

He exudes a cold aura, as if reminding strangers not to get close, but that cold and absolute temperament, like a deadly poison, attracts the attention of others all the time.

At this moment, he suddenly had an urge to press him down and take possession of him fiercely.

However, the beauty just glanced at them lightly, then quickly withdrew her gaze, and said softly, "Keep digging."

"But...but..." The young man was stunned and stared blankly at the two people in front of him, not knowing what to do.

Mo Feng was so dazed looking at the beauty, it wasn't until the beauty made a sound that he came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream. He looked at the jars of wine under the young man's feet, and suddenly seemed to understand something, and smiled Approaching them: "You guys hide wine privately in the temple, this is a big taboo."

When the boy saw him say that, he was even more frightened for a while. He hid behind the beauty, and shrank nervously: "Master Jingchi..."

The beauty Taoist patted his head soothingly, which made Mo Feng feel that the action was very glaring. He couldn't help it. He stepped forward to pick up the little Taoist, threw him away, stood in front of the beauty Taoist, and leaned over. Look at him: "What's your name?"

The Taoist beauty raised her eyes to look at him lightly, but did not speak, and Mo Feng was not annoyed, but asked again very patiently: "What's your name?"

"Jingchi." The cold voice was like an invisible thread, scratching Mo Feng's heart, which was extraordinarily refreshing.

He lowered his head and leaned close to him, whispering softly: "What I'm asking is your real name."

Hearing his words, Taoist Priest Beauty turned her eyes to him, and after pondering for a moment, said slowly: "A monk, don't ask questions about the world, don't remember past lives."

I want to drag you into this mortal world.

Mo Feng narrowed his eyes, smiled suddenly, and was very gentle: "If you don't tell me, I will tell Taoist Priest Kong Jian about the little Taoist's private possession of wine."

The little Taoist shrank aside in fright, the beauty raised her eyes and looked at him lightly, and after a while, said softly: "Qing Chen."

Mo Feng joyfully stretched out his hand to strangle his delicate chin, and said with a smile: "Okay, Qingchen, I will take you back to the palace today."

The beautiful Taoist priest was stunned, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes.

……

During lunch time in Guannei, Mo Feng and Daoist Kong Jian sat together at a table of vegetarian food. Not only did Mo Feng not dislike it, but he ate it with relish.

He didn't say a word when he was eating, and he didn't talk when he slept. It wasn't until after lunch that Mo Feng looked at Taoist Priest Kongjian and said, "Taoist Priest Kongjian, is there a Taoist Priest Jingchi in the temple?"

Seeing that he suddenly asked about someone, Taoist Master Kong hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "There is indeed such a person."

Mo Feng smiled: "Zhen... can I ask you for this person?"

"This..." Seeing that Daoist Kong didn't expect him to ask for someone, he was a little surprised for a while, and couldn't help hesitating.

The emperor wants someone, who dare not give it.

It's just that the emperor is such a dignitary, which surprised Daoist Kong Jian a little bit.

Come to think of it, the emperor must have respected that Taoist Jingchi very much, otherwise he wouldn't have discussed it with him so nicely.

After thinking about it again and again, Daoist Kong Jian shook his head: "I can't decide this matter. Where he is, he should decide for himself."

"Okay!" Seeing that he was relieved, Mo Feng immediately felt better. As long as Kong saw that the Taoist priest was willing to let him go, he would naturally let the beautiful Taoist priest leave with him.

……

"I won't go." The beauty's cold voice was really provocative, which made Mo Feng's heart itch.

Lin Qi was helping to bury the wine over there, Mo Feng glanced at the little Taoist priest, and smiled maliciously: "If you don't agree to leave with me, I will tell the little Taoist priest about hiding the wine privately. , when the time comes, the one who will leave will probably be the little Taoist priest."

The beauty priest looked back at him, with a hint of anger in her beautiful eyes: "You..."

How could there be such an unreasonable person in the world who was born to be an emperor, he was powerless to resist.

Mo Feng laughed so hard that the Taoist beauty glanced at him lightly, and then looked at the little Taoist priest who was burying the wine over there. After thinking for a moment, he finally lowered his eyes to gather his thoughts, and nodded slowly.

Mo Feng was overjoyed.

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