Buddha Idiot II

"There is no answer to this question, maybe there is, but Auntie can't see it anymore."

"What my aunt can tell you is that I am happy with her, and I will never regret this decision to be with her. My aunt doesn't expect you to understand now. I just want to tell you that if you meet someone you like in other years, Just go after it bravely, don't be like my aunt, wasted so far."

Since ancient times, love between a man and a woman is in line with the order of yin and yang, the laws of heaven and ethics. This matter has gone beyond her understanding.Zhuo Sisi seemed to understand, but subconsciously chose to listen to her aunt.

"Then you guys, will you always be nice to me?" For a child of her age, she is a bit willful and reckless, unable to tell right from wrong, but she has learned to understand and be considerate. The biggest trouble is that she wants adults to pay more attention to herself. What could be more painful than this.

"Of course, Sisi is my relative, and Aunt Jiang will be our family in the future. Everyone will like you even more." Xiaoyi taught her very well, and Miss Liu, who was far away in Linqiguo and had never met her before, Fang Ji was secretly grateful.

Zhuo Sisi put the rolled small snowball on top of the big one, and the snowman's body became.Fang Ji handed her a few small stones, and helped her insert small branches, and the little snowman became. The aunt and nephew looked at the snowman, one big and one small holding hands, and smiled.

"Auntie, let's make another one. And Aunt Jiang." Zhuo Sisi offered to suggest.

"Wow." Fang Ji smiled even more happily.

"Auntie, can you tell me your story?"

"Do you want to hear?"

"Ah."

"Let me think about it. I entered the palace with my elder brother when I was seven years old, and I met Xiaoyi here. At that time, the construction had just been completed, and it was not called Jing'an Hall. When Xiaoyi saw me coming in, she just thought it was an attendant who came to look for her, and laughed bitterly. With a face, I thought she was a lazy court lady, I just thought it was funny."

"Later, this place became a secret between the two of us. She likes to read books quietly, and occasionally plays chess against the chess record, but I often make troubles, so angry that she chases me with a book, but she can only play chess under the old tree." Little red face, you have nothing to do with me."

"Auntie, you are so bad. Aunt Jiang is so beautiful, you still have the heart to bully her!" Zhuo Sisi couldn't help complaining when she heard this while rolling a little snowball.

"Yo, I can't tell, my Sisi is still a little girl who knows beauty and ugliness." Fang Ji teased.

"What's wrong with you? I call it beating and hugging injustice. Now, Aunt Jiang is not here, and I'm beating for her. Don't hide, don't fight back." Fang Ji didn't dodge or dodge, and the snowball was rubbing his neck, falling a lot It's chilly in the collar.

Zhuo Sisi put her waist on her back and laughed, proud of being hit, Fang Ji said helplessly, "Do you still want to build a snowman and listen to stories?"

Zhuo Sisi made a gesture to shut up, and continued to roll the snowball obediently, only pricking up her ears to listen with relish.

"It wasn't until her aunt, the previous saint, found her that I didn't know that she didn't like her master being too rigid and skipped class from school. After the late emperor found out, he said that we were destined, so he gave this palace to me. Name it Jing'an Hall."

"After a few years, the old tree withered and died, and Xiaoyi was very sad. I planted the branches of red apricots brought from outside the palace and told her that the tree was full of flowers and was very beautiful. It was easy to care for and could live for a long time. She actually believed it. In fact, I just picked the red apricots blooming on the road at random. It's really easy to coax." The two piled the snowballs together, and Fang Ji gave Si with a smile. Silk passed the stone.

"Maybe it was then that I gradually fell in love with her. When she was unhappy, I would perform juggling outside the palace for her; when she was bored, I would tell her stories; and when she was happy , pulling her hair in a bun on purpose to make trouble for her."

"This palace is the place where Xiaoyi and I met. It has the best memories." Fang Ji stood up and looked around the ice-covered surroundings, full of nostalgia.

"Actually, when I was young, the thing I devoted most to was practicing martial arts. I really wanted to become a swordsman. I walked out of this world with a small mind, accompanied her on boats on the lake, and walked all over the mountains and rivers. I want to be a pair of children who wanton and have no rules. .”

Zhuo Sisi looked at Fang Ji, who was tall and tall, the corners of her clothes were rolled up by the cold wind, showing a look she had never seen before.Only that black robe, eyes like smoke waves, lips like willow branches, full of elegance, amazed Zhuo Sisi's ignorant years.

And the person Fang Ji missed was uncovering a dusty past in Yunfu Palace, which was never mentioned to her, full of lies, cruelty and hypocrisy.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember the third prince? That child was so lucky that he died young. The first emperor was really cruel. If he expected today, would he jump out of the coffin angrily?" Jiang Yi spoke lightly, without any taboo.

When the late emperor was still alive, he noticed that Jiang Wenhe was getting bigger, so he made his young daughter a concubine, secretly promoted several people, and put a lot of emphasis on Fang Ping, who had made many military exploits. Get on a boat and confront Jiang Wenhe.

Jiang Yi's father, Jiang Shang, and Fang Ping were congenial, and they became friends for a long time.Above the court, there are many helpers.Jiang Wenhe originally wanted to get rid of the two of them, but the late emperor did it secretly.This aroused Jiang Shang's indignation. He was quite prestigious among the literati. For a while, the folk literati were angry at Jiang Wenhe's behavior of covering the sky with his hands.

At this time, the magistrate of Hezhou, with the book of Wanmin, and with the secret help of Jiang Shang, beat the Tianting Drum and climbed to the Hall of Zhenghe, which opened the beginning of Jiang Wenhe's decline.

"Saint, I respect you. Don't say this again. This is disrespectful. Even as a son of man, I will not allow anyone to insult the late emperor."

"As a son of man?" Jiang Yi smiled intriguingly, "Your Majesty is a filial son, so do you still remember how your biological mother He Guifei passed away?"

"The third prince died young, and Concubine Rou pushed my mother and concubine into the cold pond and drowned in madness. The pain of losing my mother is something I can never forget." Baili Fuguang hammered on the dragon case, his tone of grief and indignation.

Just when everyone thought that Jiang Wenhe was bound to die, it was reported that Concubine Rou was pregnant, and the first emperor said that he had accumulated blessings for the dragon descendant in his belly, so he did not mention it.Probably because of the great luck, the third prince died due to high fever within a few days of his birth.

Jiang Wenhe is not a fool either. His beloved daughter went crazy and his grandson died young. It was no accident, but the one on the dragon chair killed them all.He was grateful to Dade and Fu Xiao for being inferior, and watched the fate of Jiang Ji's family with cold eyes.

Jiang Yi's grandmother is the No.13 saint. When Jiang Yi was young, she overheard their conversation. When her grandmother found out, she didn't blame her. She just held her in her arms: "Jiang's family is dead, but the Holy Church survives. Shake When Xin declines, the world unites. Counting? Destiny!"

Grandmother peeped at the secrets in her forties, and tried to reverse the fate of the Jiang family several times, but in the end she was punished by God, and she went away after a few years.When Jiang Yi's eldest aunt Jiang Yu took over, the Jiang family was in chaos.

Jiang Yu saw his younger brother lingering on the sick bed, but he couldn't find out half of his medical skills, so he had to hang himself with medicine, and Jiang Shang left within half a year.

Then, during Fang Ping's royal hunt, His Majesty was assassinated and died while saving him.During Fang Ping's life, he often communicated with his second brother Jiang Shang, and his younger sister Jiang Fan fell in love with him. However, he already had a beautiful wife and child in his family, and he was struggling to suppress his heart.It was inevitable to drink a few more glasses during the private worship, but he took advantage of others' danger, insulted his innocence, and expelled himself from the family tree.

For several years, only Jiang Yu and Jiang Yi were left in Nuo Da's Jiang family.Seeing His Majesty's loving eyes towards Jiang Yi, Jiang Yu was even more depressed, so he cheered up and secretly arranged for a thorough investigation of the matter.In the spring of the second year of Jiang Yi and Ji Li, Jiang Yu died of illness.

Jiang Yi became the No. 15 saintess. Facing His Majesty with cloudy and old eyes, she promised to assist the fifth prince to ascend the throne until he was in charge.Whenever Jiang Yi thought of this scene afterwards, he felt that his reluctance at that time was just a joke.

The first emperor was very suspicious, and set up one game after another to get rid of those who threatened his throne. If it wasn't for sudden hysteria, and the fourth prince stumbled and fell down the pavilion, how could it be the turn of a two-year-old milk baby?

The young emperor succeeded to the throne, and Jiang Wenhe began to gain power. The first and second princes who were implicated in the case of 'Shi Gu wiping his father', one couldn't bear the hardship in a secluded place, hanged himself, and the other was accidentally injured by refugees in a frontier fortress, and died of the disease.

Jiang Wenhe's ambitions gradually swelled, and he didn't take Jiang Yi seriously. It wasn't until Fang Mansion was on fire and a group of men in black appeared that he paid attention to this twenty-year-old woman.At this point, the competition between the two is on the stage.

"Jiang Wenhe lost his grandson and beloved daughter one after another, and was suppressed by the late emperor. Now that he is making a comeback, he must be desperate, but His Majesty has been reluctant to make a move. Why is there a gap between me and me?!"

Jiang Yi wholeheartedly supports Baili Fuguang's pro-government, but now the matter between her and Fang Ji is revealed to the world. If there were no people from Baili Fuguang secretly obstructing it, the situation would not be so rapid.What Jiang Yi weighed was whether Baili Fuguang was worth cooperating with.

"Fengying is the royal private guard left by the late emperor. This time I didn't know it beforehand. I have already sent them to the execution hall to be punished. Please forgive me, Holy Maiden."

"Your Majesty, you closed the door and smashed the palace to vent your anger, and hid crying, the shadow guards left by the late emperor usually watch." Jiang thought that he pulled his sleeves, sighed and said: "You are their master, The master is strong and his servants follow, while the master is weak and his servants bully. The matter with Jiang Wenhe has not yet been settled, why not take this opportunity to let them out, show both kindness and power, and subdue people's hearts. This is also the last lesson I will teach you."

"I've been taught, thank you Holy Maiden." Baili Fuguang arched his hands, raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with some confusion: "You and Duke Protector..."

"I'll take care of it myself." The purpose of this trip was achieved, and Jiang Yi didn't want to stay any longer. He stood up, patted Baili Fuguang's shoulder, and said earnestly: "It's a king's taboo to use facts for feelings, please keep this in mind, Your Majesty. "

The long skirt dragged all over the floor, and the woman walked alone clinging to the night pearl Yu Yu, unable to see the road clearly, and focused on lowering her head to pay attention to the sundries under her feet.But Baili Fuguang felt that her thin body was bursting with infinite energy, and this back view was the last lesson that was always imprinted in his mind.