Royal road

Just after dawn, figures appeared in the streets and alleys around the palace.The nearby high walls are lined with rich and powerful mansions, and no ordinary people are allowed to approach, so the location of the alley is gradually filled with people, who stop and look at it, wanting to spy on the movement in the alley.

This is naturally the people of Jinyang who came to wait for the "Buddha son" to go out.

In the past few days, Jiang Ni has not been idle for a moment.The news that Liang Langjun came to Jinyang and lived in the palace had already quietly spread throughout the streets and alleys of the city.

During the three days from entering the city to the Dharma conference, Liang Feng had never been out of the palace, only a few high-ranking celebrities invited by Wang Wen had a chance encounter with him.With the help of Pei Chu and others, Liang Feng's reputation has risen to a higher level.Those shops and stores controlled by wealthy families knew the news early on, and then used the rumors of the "Buddha's son" to fuel the flames and sold lotus-patterned clothing and jewelry.No matter how uninformed the people were, they gradually became aware of this "man of God".

Who in Jinyang doesn't know where the palace is?Those patients who survived the epidemic naturally couldn't hold back, for fear of missing this opportunity to meet their benefactor, they packed their bags early and stayed outside the palace.There are more than [-] people living in the medical dormitory alone. These people have relatives and old friends, and they gather together, which is not a small number.

As the sun rose and the ceremony approached, more and more people gathered around the alley, almost blocking the entrance of the alley.

In such a situation, it is natural for someone to report it.Wang Wen was about to go out with Liang Feng, and he couldn't help being surprised when he heard the news: "There are so many people looking forward to it? Zixi, do you want to avoid the crowd..."

There are hundreds of Li Shu in the head of Guizhou. If something bad happens, what should we do?

Liang Feng pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said: "They waited for a long time, just to see me, to reassure themselves. If they avoid it, wouldn't it make people sad? But Zhongzheng's frame will inevitably be implicated."

Wang Wen smiled: "Then trouble Zixi to clear the way for me to travel out of the way."

Traveling is always preceded by the respected person, but Wang Wen did not hesitate to let Liang Feng go ahead, and his goodwill cannot be wronged.Liang Feng hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Thank you Zhongzheng for your consideration."

"However, in such a battle, do you need the palace to send some people to clear the way for you?" Wang Wen was still a little worried.Liang Feng didn't bring many servants, how could he separate the crowd?

Liang Feng smiled: "Zhongzheng doesn't need to worry, it is enough to have the trilogy of Liangfu."

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An ox cart slowly drove out of the palace, and the sound of hooves echoed in the alley, unhurriedly.The cow is a scalper, and the cart is a light cart. It is not surprising to put it in any street in Jinyang, but it seems too simple and clumsy in front of the palace.However, the owner of the bullock cart didn't seem to care. Surrounded by eight healthy servants, he drove out of the palace frankly and headed out of the alley.

Seeing a car driving out of the mansion, the crowd suddenly became agitated: "A car is coming! Whose car is it?"

Any high-door chariot will not be so simple.Immediately someone shouted: "It's not the royal chariot!"

"Is Mr. Liang Lang here?"

"How could Liang Langjun take such a car!"

"How do you know he won't?!"

Amidst the noise, the bullock cart stepped out of the alley at a leisurely pace.The man leaning on the front suddenly let out a surprise and took half a step back.I saw four barbarians with tall noses and deep eyes standing in front of the bullock cart, each of them was tall and burly, with hideous faces.One of them also has gray-blue eyes, which looks terrifying!

The four of them did not yell loudly, nor did they drive away the crowd, they just stood in front of the car holding wooden guns.Like a mainstay, he parted the crowd and made these onlookers back a few steps.There are countless officials in Jinyang driving Hu Pu, but no one has ever seen such a murderous Jian Hu, like a sword drawn from its sheath, its momentum is overwhelming.

Just as the uneasiness surged, a voice came from the light car: "Green Bamboo, lift the curtain."

Following the order, the bamboo curtains on the three sides of the Youbiqing chariot were lifted one by one, and the panicked people immediately stopped in their tracks.Not only the footsteps, but also the sound, and even the breathing stopped at the same time.

The sky is already bright, and the bright morning light is reflected on the green car. Inside the extremely simple frame, there is a beautiful man sitting upright.His appearance is extremely beautiful, his face is like creamy fat, his eyebrows are like ink painting, his color is like spring dawn, his eyes are like bright stars, and ordinary pen and ink can completely describe his demeanor and charm.If he stares at him and smiles lightly, he will definitely attract countless girls to fall in love with him.

But the man didn't smile, the red tassel was tied under his chin, the skirt was tucked around his neck, his figure was straight and his face was serious, he was sitting in the middle of the carriage.Not only did the slender appearance not show the slightest frivolity, on the contrary there was a bit of solemnity and sacredness that should not be despised.

The frame didn't stop, it creaked and moved forward.I don't know who woke up first, and shouted loudly: "Liang...Liang Langjun!"

This whole body shouting suddenly shattered the tranquility, and a thought flashed in everyone's mind: Yes, this is Liang Langjun who is the Buddha's dream!

No one has ever said what Liang Langjun looks like.But seeing the people in the car, everyone has the answer in their hearts.Only this kind of appearance, this kind of demeanor is worthy of being pityed by the Buddha!Isn't that simple frame, vicious barbarian, just like the bare feet of the Buddha, accompanied by Yasha? !Only in this way is it worthy to save the peoples!

"Mr. Liang..." "Mr. Liang!"

The shout suddenly rose, louder than the louder, like a tsunami and thunder resounding through the sky.These people are all lucky patients who escaped the mortal disease and regained a new life.Deep in their hearts, they have sentiments beyond ordinary people, piety and faith, and fears that have been suppressed for a long time.However, someone can save them, and someone is willing to give them a new life!That person, like ice and jade, is pure and free from dust.That person is the Buddha's substitute in the world!

Thousands of people lost their composure and shouted loudly.

Amidst the frantic shouts, the wheels rolled, unmoved.The person sitting upright in the car did not show any other expression, but lowered his phoenix eyes and remained motionless.

However, this gesture made the onlookers even more crazy. Many old women and girls wept bitterly, and there were also devout people prostrating along the street, like worshiping Buddha.Jin people have a tradition of throwing fruits and carts to watch handsome and famous people, but no one would throw melon and fruit sachets at this bullock cart, it is too frivolous and too profane.

But fortunately, today is the day of the Dharma conference, everyone has flowers on their hands, and only flowers of various colors can be worthy of the person in front of them!

Peonies, white orchids, hostas, shandans... the flowers are like rain, swaying down.However, the most, or lotus.Blossoming white lotuses are falling like snow, carts are rolling, flowers are made into mud, and incense paves the way!

Yiyan nervously held the wooden spear in his hand.He never thought that the scene of going to the Fa Conference would be so crazy!The shouts were deafening, the flowers and rain covered their eyes, and the pedestrians on both sides of the alleyway were insane.If these people rush forward together, can he protect the Lord and leave safely?

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and a girl rushed out of the siege and threw herself in front of the bullock cart: "Mr. Liang! Thanks to Mr. Lang, my father was able to survive! The slaves are willing to be cows and horses, and weed grass for Mr. Lang." Ring!"

This sound immediately awakened many people. Like the wind blowing grass, everyone in front of the road knelt down and kowtowed to Xie En, and the road was immediately congested.

Yi Yan felt the hair all over his body explode, and the wooden spear was already raised, trying to drive away the crowd.However, in the car, a faint voice stopped his movements: "Yiyan, no need."

Liang Feng bent down, picked up a white lotus that fell on the shaft of the car, lifted it out of the car, and handed it to the woman: "Jinyang's epidemic prevention has the merits of doctors and monks, and you all have the power to save yourself." You don't have to thank me, you should thank the countless people in Jinyang."

The woman took the lotus in a daze, and looked at the handsome man in front of her.

Liang Feng withdrew his arms, sat upright, and said to the people who were still kneeling in front of the road: "Today, Huai'en Temple has set up a compassion dojo, and monks set up a fast to chant scriptures. Please worship gods and Buddhas to save the dead. I also hope that everyone will get out of the way. Come with me to the ceremony."

His voice is not too high, but clear, like pearls falling on a jade plate.Following this sound, those worshipers became excited again, and the Buddha said that the disease has their own merits!The Buddha is willing to lead them to participate in the Dharma meeting to save the souls of the dead!

As if diverting water and breaking waves, the crowd slammed out of the way, like maids and servants accompanying them, guarding both sides of the simple ox cart.

Liang Feng let out a sigh of relief, and said, "Go on."

Yi Yan clenched the wooden spear tightly in his hand, looking at the mountainous and sea-like crowd, suddenly felt empty in his heart.Is the person in the car still your own master?

The frame did not stop for a while, and moved forward slowly amidst the crowds of people gathering more and more.

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Outside Huai'en Temple, there are fragrant chariots all over the ground, and precious canopies covering the sky.The monks lit joss sticks early in the morning, put on cassocks, and opened the gates of the temple to welcome distinguished guests.Today is the first time to hold a dharma meeting in the name of the Yu Lan Basin, and it is also to save the souls of the dead from the epidemic. Many masters came to participate in the dharma meeting in person.

As a confidant, Nian Hui naturally stood outside the temple gate and greeted the visitor with a smile.He has a handsome appearance, a warm smile, and a modest and reasonable conversation. He is deeply loved by those noble ladies and literati.Just as I was inviting all the guests to take a rest inside, suddenly, a burst of noise came into my ears.Nianhui looked up and froze in place.

I saw a huge crowd of people rushing towards the Huai'en Temple. There were men and women, old and young. The clothes were not very luxurious, and they all looked like ordinary people.The number of people who came to see the ceremony outside the temple today was much less than expected, Nian Hui was still suspicious, how could these people come at the same time!

After taking a closer look, he realized that there was an ox cart wrapped in the crowd.The light car is simple and simple.He seemed to have thought of something, he let out an ah, and hastily sent someone into the temple to report.

At this moment, the host is sitting in the meditation room, talking with several distinguished guests who came earlier.These people are the biggest benefactors of Huai'en Temple, and even the old monk dare not belittle him.While sipping tea and teaching the Dharma, a monk hurriedly walked up to him and whispered something.The host raised his white eyebrows and got up slowly: "All benefactors, please forgive me. There are distinguished guests coming, and the old monk wants to go out to meet them."

Who can make the host leave the distinguished guests and welcome them out?Several people present were a little surprised.One of the old women wearing a veiled hat said: "Who is the distinguished guest?"

"Today's Dharma meeting, people of karma." The old monk saluted with a smile, and walked towards the door.

There are not so many rules in the temple. Hearing what the old monk said, the distinguished guests couldn't help being curious and followed.

The temple is not big, and after a short while, several people came to the door.When seeing the scene in front of him clearly, someone couldn't help exclaiming: "Why are there so many people?"

Even if the prince travels, there may not be so many people around him to pay respects and accompany him.But among the crowd, there is clearly only one extremely ordinary ox cart?

Some people had better eyesight. When they saw another convoy behind the crowd, they couldn't help shouting, "Isn't that the royal chariot?"

Sure enough, behind the mighty crowd, followed by a luxurious motorcade, which looked like a royal chariot.But those crazy people didn't care about the chariot of the palace at all, they just followed around the ox cart.

There were very few stupid people present, and many people suddenly realized, could it be that Liang Langjun, who lives in the palace, came outside the temple?When did he gain such a reputation and drive so many people?

The ox cart stopped in front of the temple gate, Liang Feng looked at the green bamboo that was trembling with excitement, his face was flushed, and said softly: "You stay in the car, don't leave."

Green Bamboo bit her lips tightly and nodded vigorously.So many people paid homage to Mr. Lang, she was both excited and frightened, with tears in her eyes, unable to calm down for a long time.Let alone getting out of the car now, the cartilage in the legs is so weak that I can't even move.

Seeing the appearance of the green bamboo, Liang Feng smiled slightly and raised his voice: "Yiyan, help me out of the car."

Yiyan immediately took a step forward and stretched out his arms.That slender and noble white finger rested on his arm just like in the past.Yiyan has helped the lord countless times to climb the stairs and get off the car, walking slowly.However, there was no one time that could make him feel as shocked as he is today.

There was no smile on the man's face, instead he pursed his lips and lowered his eyes with a solemn expression.The group of green robes tightly wrapped his slender body, and also gave him a different appearance, awe-inspiring and unapproachable.Just like a real fairy Buddha son, it makes people palpitate.

With just one glance, Yi Yan hurriedly lowered his head, and helped the man get off the frame with full respect.

After getting out of the car, Liang Feng did not move, but stood in place, waiting for Wang Zhongzheng's chariot.After a while, the chariots and horses of the palace also bypassed the crowd and came to the front of the temple.Wang Wen got out of the car and said with a smile, "I never thought that Zixi's demeanor is far better than Anren's."

"Zhongzheng is too famous." Liang Feng smiled lightly and shook his head.

"It's a joy in life to be able to walk around the streets like this. Come, walk hand in hand with me." After being robbed of the limelight, but still being able to make fun of it like this, Wang Wen's generosity is indeed extraordinary.

Faced with such a kind invitation, how could Liang Feng refuse?The two just supported each other and climbed up the stairs.

Behind him, Yiyan glanced at the empty arm, gritted his teeth, silently followed that figure, and walked towards the temple.