Salted fish, he thought about it

Most of the time, Jiang Juan's insensitivity is very high, but at this moment, he noticed something.

Xue Fangli's eyes were too complicated and intense.

It's disgust, hatred, sarcasm, ridicule, but more of it is the coldness in the eyes.

Jiang Juan was taken aback for a moment, "My lord..."

"Who told you that?"

When the executive heard this, he immediately lowered his head in guilt. Xue Fang looked away from him, but Jiang Juan did not confess, "I heard."

It's not a lie.He first heard it from Xue Congyun, and then asked the senior officials, but Jiang Juan was still a little guilty.

It seemed that he shouldn't have mentioned it at all, and the prince was even more angry.

Xue Fangli stared at Jiang Juan quietly.

No wonder you came to accompany him, no wonder you wanted to coax him.

His little Bodhisattva still doesn't know anything.

The ignorance is so annoying, but they are willing to recklessly hold a sincere heart.

But how many people has he given his heart to?

Xue Fangli closed his eyes lightly, his inexplicable emotions were fermenting, and he was deeply suppressed again.After a while, he recovered as before, and said with a smile: "What about this king has nothing to do with her."

How could he be unhappy when that woman died.

It's a pity that even if she died, her ghost would still linger.When he fell ill, in his brief dreams, the woman shed blood and tears, her voice was harsh, and she cursed him day after day.

"I'm not in a bad mood, and I don't need you to accompany me," Xue Fangli lowered his eyes, "Since you don't want to look at the peacock, then go back and rest. I have other things to do, and I can't take care of you."

Jiang Juan hesitated for a moment when he issued the order to evict the guests, fearing that something might be delayed, so he nodded, "Okay."

Before going out, Jiang Juan turned his head, the man was standing in front of the desk, his figure was tall and straight, he had a few strands of black hair hanging down his shoulders, his lips were reddishly red, he was obviously smiling, but it seemed that the smile was not so real , also appear lonely for no reason.

Seeing Jiang Juan looking at him, Xue Fangli said again: "In a few days... it will be... her memorial day. This king is going to Miaoling Temple. You stay alone in Zhuangzi, so you don't have to be restrained."

Jiang Juan subconsciously asked him, "Can I go together?"

Xue Fangli just said: "You are on Zhuangzi."

This is the meaning of refusing to take him, Jiang Juan said "um", "Okay."

He didn't have any objections, but he didn't know why Xue Fangli said this so early, but Jiang Juan soon understood.

After leaving, Jiang Juan didn't see Xue Fangli for three consecutive days.

With Xue Fangli away, Jiang Juan had the big bed room all by himself, so he was very happy. Xianyu could finally turn over freely without disturbing the people around him, but Jiang Juan was still a little worried about Xue Fangli's situation.

Physician Sun also came to check his foot injury during the period. Jiang Juan recovered well and could go to the ground already, but he couldn't stand for too long.

On the day of the end of the month, Jiang Juan deliberately got up early, and he opened the tent, "Lanting, are you there?"

Lan Ting naturally stayed by Jiang Juan's side, and she quickly responded, "Yes, my lord. What's the matter?"

"Can you take a look at the prince for me..."

"Before dawn, the prince and the steward have already left Zhuangzi."

Lan Ting knew what he was going to ask, and she happened to see it in the morning.When Jiang Juan heard this, he let go of the hand holding the tent.

Today is Yu Meiren's memorial day, Jiang Juan was still not at ease, he wanted to squat down on the prince, but he had already left, so he nodded, "Okay."

With nothing to do, Jiang Juan lay back on the bed and spread it into a piece of fish cake. Lan Ting saw this and said, "My lord is already awake, let's go back to sleep after eating."

That's right, Jiang Juan got dressed and sat down at the table, but an unexpected visitor suddenly came to the palace.

"Wang Concubine," the maid beside the Empress Dowager said with low eyebrows, "The Empress Dowager is dedicated to worshiping the Buddha, and she doesn't ask about anything. She only found out about Li Wang's marriage a few days ago. Today, I have some time and would like to invite you into the palace."

Queen Mother?

Jiang Juan froze for a moment, recalling the plot.

The joy of the group favorite article is that, except for the villain, everyone appreciates the protagonist shou and is willing to become the protagonist shou's tool person.

The empress dowager is one of the tools in the article. Jiang Juan remembers that she likes the protagonist very much, and she is also a very kind old lady.

But no matter how friendly he is, he still belongs to the power of the protagonist group. Jiang Juan doesn't really want to do business, but the Empress Dowager is considered an elder. When he was hesitating, Jiang Juan heard someone calling him.

"princess."

Xue Fangli was not there, and the high-ranking officials accompanied him, only the guards were left on the Zhuangzi, someone called out in a low voice, and said rather embarrassingly: "You..."

What to say?

The empress dowager, Yu Meiren, and the prince had long-standing grudges.The resentment of the precious people is something that servants like them can argue arbitrarily.

The guard opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to stop Jiang Juan, so he turned to the maid and said, "My concubine's foot injury has not healed, and it will be inconvenient for her to enter the palace. Why don't I do it another day..."

The maid interrupted him softly, "The Empress Dowager is not free every day."

Jiang Juan thought about it for a while, and decided to try to run a business. He said to the guards, "It should be fine. Physician Sun said that he is almost recovered, so you don't have to worry."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the maid, who smiled and said, "Princess, please."

Jiang Juan left with her.

The guards who were left behind to protect Jiang Juan looked at each other, and after a while, the head guard gritted his teeth, "Follow me, I'm going to find the prince."

This is the second time Jiang Juan has entered the palace.

The last time there was a prince, this time he was alone, Jiang Juan silently said to be careful all the way, and finally arrived at the Palace of Compassion.

The empress dowager knelt in the midst of the incense, twirling the beads in her hands, and the maid said softly, "Your Majesty, the empress dowager is here."

With a "click", the empress dowager grabbed the beads and stopped turning them. She asked without turning her head, "Are you Jiang Juan?"

"……Um."

"Do you know what the Ai family worships?"

Jiang Juan looked up and saw that there were many memorial tablets around the Buddha statue. He would answer this question: "Ancestors of the Xue family?"

"That's right," the empress dowager slowly opened her eyes, and the maid stepped forward to help her up, "All the ancestors of my Xue family are here."

"Ai's family worships Buddha day and night, accumulating blessings for the ancestors, praying for my son, and only wishing for the prosperity of the country to last forever."

The empress dowager turned around, "You..."

She paused, and said with a complicated expression: "It's a beautiful child."

The empress dowager hated being beautiful the most in her life.However, Jiang Juan's good looks had nothing to do with his frivolous flamboyance. He was born with a gorgeous face, but his temperament was as clear as a mirror. When he saw him, he made people feel clear.

The empress dowager has been worshiping Buddha for many years, and she especially loves people with Buddha nature. The reason why she is satisfied with Jiang Nian is because she likes his peaceful temperament and feels that he has a connection with Buddha.

But when I saw Jiang Juan today, I was even more shocked.When the Empress Dowager looked at him, Jiang Juan was also looking down at her, surrounded by incense, she was in a trance, thinking she was a Bodhisattva on a lotus seat.

It's a pity that she has already entered Prince Li's mansion, and she has become Princess Li, if she had decided to call her to the palace every day, to accompany her to worship the Buddha.

Thinking of this, the Empress Dowager sighed, and said leisurely: "You are the new concubine Li, you should kneel down to honor your ancestors, and then burn incense and pray for my prosperity for three days."

Jiang Juan looked at her in shock.

Burning incense and praying for three days means kneeling for three days, which is too long.

The empress dowager looked at him with a smile, her eyebrows were kind and kind, "Why? Don't you want to?"

Jiang Juan was really reluctant, but he felt that this was a proposition.

If he is unwilling to kneel down to his ancestors, he is disrespectful.

If he is unwilling to burn incense and pray for the fortune of the country, then his heart can be punished.

Jiang Juan: "..."

Salted fish did something wrong.

Jiang Juan was in a complicated mood.

He wants to be careful.

However, kneeling for three days was really long and tiring.

No, he has to struggle.

"It's not that I don't want to," Jiang Juan said slowly, "I, the junior, have been in poor health since childhood..."

Heart disease is a brick, and Jiang Juan was about to move it when he suddenly had an idea and thought of a better excuse.He asked the empress dowager: "Does the empress dowager know the boy's fate?"

The empress dowager has believed in Buddhism for many years, so she naturally knows the fate of the boy.

Fairy children are attached to the human world, sneaking down to the mortal world, but they have no relationship with the world, so most of them are weak and sick, and they are prone to premature death.

"The younger generation suffered from frequent heart attacks and almost didn't survive several times. Later..." Jiang Juan said, "my grandfather met a master who said that the younger generation is destined to die young. If you want to live a few more years, you will not be able Stepping into a temple, let alone worshiping the Buddha."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Juan thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "That master...what seems to be called Ananda?"

"Master Ananda?"

The empress dowager sat up in shock when she heard the words, "Have you seen him? Where and when?"

Jiang Juan mentioned Master Ananda purely to increase his credibility. He didn't expect the empress dowager to react so strongly. He said vaguely, "I don't know about it. I was too sick at the time and lost consciousness..."

The empress dowager frowned, but didn't say anything, just twisted the beads in her hand again.

If the boy's fate was placed on someone else, the empress dowager would only be furious, but it happened to be Jiang Juan. The empress dowager believed that he had Buddha nature, let alone he mentioned Master Ananda.

Many years ago, the empress dowager was just an unfavored concubine. She was sent to Zhao'an Temple by the late emperor, thinking that she would die here. The character is noble, and it will be auspicious every time someone dies, and it will be unspeakably precious in the future."

This monk, he called himself Ananda.

No one knew about this matter, and the Empress Dowager never mentioned it to anyone.It's just that she would go to Zhao'an Temple every Buddha's birthday, but unfortunately, she has never seen this master since then.

"So, you really can't worship the Buddha."

The empress dowager snorted softly. She originally wanted to make Jiang Juan unwilling to kneel on the grounds of her ancestors and the fate of the country, but she had to kneel today, but this time it saved him from disaster.

Jiang Juan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said very sincerely: "If it is not for the fact that fate is not allowed, the younger generation would like to worship Buddha every day, so as to ensure the prosperity of the country."

"Buddhist ceremonies are not allowed," the empress dowager said with a smile after glancing at him, "then you can copy scriptures for Ai's family."

After the words fell, the Empress Dowager seemed to think of something, and asked Jiang Juan leisurely: "If Aijia remembers correctly, today should be Yu Meiren's memorial day, right?"

Jiang Juan nodded, "Yes."

The Empress Dowager smiled, "It's time. Then you can copy the Biran for Aijia."

He could copy the scriptures, Jiang Juan agreed, but Jiang Juan regretted it as soon as the maid brought the scriptures. The thick book was comparable to the "English-Chinese Dictionary".

So many words.

Jiang Juan sighed, but no matter how regretful he was, he still picked up the pen. After all, Yu Meiren was the prince's mother and concubine, and copying scriptures seemed to have the effect of praying for blessings.

The prince doesn't take him to Miaoling Temple, he has a lot of salted fish, so it's better to pray for the prince's mother and concubine.

Thinking of this, Jiang Juan began to transcribe page by page, but with so many words, Jiang Juan still couldn't help being a little lazy.

The empress dowager saw that he was writing seriously, and motioned to the maid to help her over. She lowered her head to look at it for a while, and said strangely: "Your writing is really..."

Tidy, but just barely tidy.It was far from the level that Jiang Nian boasted that day.

The empress dowager said displeased: "Write well."

When Jiang Juan heard this, he shifted hands guiltily.

He is left-handed, and when he doesn't want to write properly, he uses his right hand to write ghost characters.

Jiang Juan changed hands and started copying the scriptures again. Before he could write down a few lines, the Empress Dowager asked him, "Why is it Tang Kai?"

Can't Tang Kai?

Jiang Juan hesitated for a moment, and changed to another font. Not long after, the Empress Dowager said again: "Red script?"

Jiang Juan could hear her surprise, but she was still dissatisfied with being the empress dowager, so she had to change another font. The empress dowager did not speak this time, but frowned.

Why not.

Jiang Juan was a little desperate, he had no other choice, so he changed to the last font he knew, and wrote the thin gold script in a proper and honest manner.

Jiang Juan's grandfather was a master of traditional Chinese studies. He had a heart failure since he was a child, so he was sent to rest at his grandfather's house.It was agreed to cultivate one's sentiments and lead to tranquility, but in the end, Jiang Juan was forced to trace one post after another, and also learned one font after another.

After a long time, the empress dowager said slowly, "You are actually good at so many fonts."

"A few days ago, your brother said that you write in a thin gold style, with clear strokes and a thin and smooth style," the Empress Dowager praised. They have all practiced to the point of proficiency.”

Jiang Juan: "..."

It turned out to be the case.

He was startled, thinking that the empress dowager was just like his grandfather, and thought he didn't write well.

But——fortunately, he can also be thin and golden, otherwise, wouldn't he be exposed.

Jiang Juan was overjoyed.

"It's a pity..."

The empress dowager spoke again, thinking that Jiang Juan was in line with her wishes in everything, but since he was the concubine Li and had a boyish destiny, no matter how much she liked him, he couldn't be summoned into the palace like Jiang Nian.

After a pause, the empress dowager said lightly: "Since you know so many fonts, then you can transcribe each one for Aijia."

Jiang Juan: "?"

Is this law enforcement fishing?

How can this be.

Jiang Juan was very resistant in his heart. He might have to write for a whole day without eating or drinking just to transcribe one book, let alone transcribe four. What's more, after standing for so long, his feet were already starting to ache.

Jiang Juan said hesitantly, "Empress Dowager, my foot is injured and I can't stand for too long."

The empress dowager glanced at him and said with a smile, "If you can't stand for too long, then finish copying on your knees."

Jiang Juan: "..."

No, he couldn't finish copying so much, and his hands would hurt.

He has to figure out a way.

Jiang Juan is usually lazy, doesn't like to move and doesn't like to use his brain, but once he is faced with over-business and the situation of salted fish business being hindered, he will try his best to overcome the difficulties so that he can turn over and lie down again.

Like this moment.

Writing it four times would kill a fish, and he was not allowed to sit down. Jiang Juan thought about it, but he couldn't bear it, so he decided to paddle the water.

Jiang Juan lowered his head, held the pen again, and began to copy the scriptures line by line, as if he had accepted the reality and decided to write here honestly until the end of time.

Seeing that she didn't need to waste any more words, the empress dowager was quite satisfied with Jiang Juan's understanding of current affairs. She let the maid help her to sit down and began to drink tea slowly.

Jiang Juan looked up at her, and at the surrounding environment. He aimed at the place covered with soft red silk carpet, and let go of the pen with a "click".

The next second, Jiang Juan pressed his hand on the table, and he frowned and said, "...my heart hurts so much."

The fingers placed on the chest slowly tightened, Jiang Juan panted lightly, and slowly bent down, his forehead was pressed against the table, and he did not dare to move, as if he was in extreme pain.

The empress dowager was taken aback for a moment, remembering Jiang Juan's heart disease, she suddenly got up and said, "Come on, come on!"

The maid was about to go there, at this moment, there was a commotion outside the Palace of Compassion and Ning.

"My lord, you are not allowed to enter without being summoned by the empress dowager!"

"My lord! My lord——!"

"Empress Dowager, the prince has broken in!"

Footsteps and shouts sounded one after another, and there was a mess everywhere, and Jiang Juan fell on the soft red silk carpet as he wished, without hurting himself at all.

He's the best at pretending to be sick.

He is a senior heart patient.

Jiang Juan lay down peacefully and pretended to be dead, unaware that someone strode into the Palace of Compassion and Peace, the man's sleeves fluttered in the wind, and the hem of his clothes was about to fly up.

"boom--!"

The next moment, Xue Fangli kicked open the door expressionlessly.

"Where is the king's concubine?"

He laughed sinisterly, blood welled up in his eyes, and the hostility in his body was so strong that he looked like a ghost who had just crawled out of hell.