lucky son

When Meng Hui successfully entered the new world plane, he opened his eyes and found himself in a dilapidated temple.

The temple is dilapidated, the Buddha statues on the altars are covered with dusty and crumpled cassocks, and there are even spider webs in the corners.There is no light in the temple, but it is not dim, because the bright sky shines through the roof with a big hole, mixed with the bitter cold wind whimpering.

Meng Hui's first feeling was cold, his body didn't seem to be warm at all, and the cold penetrated into the bone marrow.But before he could look for something to keep out the cold, the next second, he felt his stomach squirm violently, and let out a long and long "Gu~lu~".

Meng Hui rubbed his stomach, took out a spiritual fruit from the system space, and gnawed it. Only then did he feel that the exhausted and cold feeling on his body was slightly relieved.

——Very well, the body he possesses now is probably starved to death.

After scanning the light sphere to make sure that he was the only one in the ruined temple and that there were no people around, Meng Hui felt relieved and began to retrieve the memory of his original body.

Yuanshen's background is not bad, he is the bastard of the Prime Minister's family.Although it is similar to the illegitimate child in the previous world, it is more justifiable. Basically, as long as you work hard, you can get the support of your family and get ahead.

It's a pity that the original body really... worked too hard.

At a young age, the original body showed extraordinary talents. He was able to write at the age of three and compose poetry at the age of five. He was even more cute, with a little vermilion between his eyebrows, as if he was a fairy boy under the seat of the Buddha.

For his beautiful and intelligent young son, Xiangye naturally loves him very much, and takes him by his side every day to teach him carefully.And such a special favor naturally made others disliked.

The first person who got in the way of the original body was his aunt.

The aunt also had a son.It stands to reason that regardless of status, resources and love, the aunt's son is often far better than the concubine's son, but Xiangye prefers the original body, and the original body is also very competitive, which makes the aunt's annoyance and worry.

So, one day, a benevolent and spotless old monk knocked on the door of Xiangfu.After performing some supernatural powers, the old monk said that the young master of Xiangfu is a born Buddha and should not hang around in the secular world. He hoped that Xiangye would bear the pain and let him take the young master away and let him become a monk.

The dynasty where the original body was lived believed in Buddhism, and even the emperor often went to the Buddhist hall in the palace to do his homework.Under the influence of the above and below, the natural Buddha name is flourishing all over the country. Whether they are rich and powerful, bureaucrats, ordinary people, and working people, they all like to talk about Buddhism and pay homage to the Buddha.

Mr. Xiang was dubious about what the old monk said.He was reluctant to part with his young and intelligent son, but the original body was indeed born extraordinary, and the old monk was also very good at bluffing people.

With the idea of ​​preferring to believe in something rather than nothing, Xiangye was finally moved by the wind blowing by his wife's pillow—in case, his youngest son is indeed a born Buddha, and he forced him to stay in the secular world, It is bound to be blamed on the Buddha, and it also delays the practice of Aizi.

In the end, in the original body's ignorance, Xiangye gave him to the old monk with tears in his eyes, and the old monk took him to a ruined temple in the suburbs of Beijing—in the capital area, there are no such temples. One hundred, but also dozens.

The old monk didn't torture Yuanchen, after he was ordained, he raised him with all his heart and taught him Buddhist scriptures.Yuanshen was smart, so he learned quickly and well, but the good times didn't last long. The old monk struggled to support the temple alone and had to raise a child.

Afterwards, the original body guarded the temple alone like an old monk, chanting scriptures, alms for alms, barely making ends meet.

He vaguely remembered that he was originally the concubine of the Prime Minister's mansion, and he remembered the life of flowers and flowers, gold and jade when he was a child.However, under the teaching of the old monk, the original body became ascetic and aloof from the world.He wasn't curious about the colorful world outside, and he didn't even want to go back to the Prime Minister's mansion and fight with the big family in the backyard.

As for the wish of the original body, it is probably to find out whether he was taken away by the old monk back then because he was indeed predestined with the Buddha, or because he was plotted by others.If it's the former, then he will naturally be his own monk with peace of mind, and strive to achieve the right result as the old monk said, but if it's a conspiracy... the original body also hopes that evil will be rewarded with evil, and debts will be repaid .

Straightening out the background and wishes of the original body, Meng Hui took a long breath, walked around the dilapidated, desolate, overgrown temple courtyard, and found a small pond full of dead branches and leaves.

The pond was fairly clear and could reflect Meng Hui's appearance.He looked at his current appearance carefully on the surface of the water, and sighed regretfully.

In memory, the original body is indeed good looking, but unfortunately no matter how good the skin is, it cannot withstand the torment of life.Today's young monk's facial features can barely be seen to be a little delicate, but his face is yellow and thin, and his expression is listless. Even the little cinnabar between his eyebrows is particularly bleak.

Forcibly ruined a beauty.

Meng Hui sat down by the pond, clicked his tongue at his bald head, then turned to look at the light ball: "Have you scanned the position of the child of luck in this world?"

"Sweeping!" The light ball immediately replied loudly, "There is no trace of the son of luck around the host, so I scanned the capital city from a distance, and found the luck group suspected to be the son of luck."

"Why is it suspected?" Meng Hui asked.

"Because..." the ball of light shook its body, "The location of that ball of luck seems to be within the palace. You know, the palace is full of dragon energy, and the external manifestations of dragon energy and luck Almost, it’s too far away now, and my ability is limited, so I can’t be sure whether my scan result is indeed the child of luck.”

"Okay." Meng Hui nodded, "Then let's tentatively decide that the son of luck is in the palace. If we find out that it's not the case after entering the palace, we can think of other ways." After finishing speaking, he said to himself again, "The Son of Destiny this time went straight to the point."

The feudal plane, where imperial power is supreme, is completely different from the open-minded modern plane.In the modern plane, it can be said that there are 360 ​​lines, and every line leads to the number one scholar.As long as you can be the best in a certain field and no one can match it, it means success.Even if you go to acting, as long as you become a world-renowned superstar sought after by hundreds of millions of fans, you can stabilize the luck of the son of luck-but in ancient society, this was called "actor", which was the most vile thing, and no one really Look up to.

Due to the iron law of the supremacy of imperial power, except for the emperor who is above tens of millions, no matter what industry he is engaged in, even if he enters the court as an official, he cannot realize the true value of the son of luck.After all, only by becoming an emperor and saying the same thing, can the luck of the son of luck be stable, but in other positions, if the emperor is upset, even the son of luck will fall from the clouds into the quagmire in an instant.

Therefore, the two ancient planes that Meng Hui experienced were basically raising the emperor in a fancy way.And in this plane, he is probably about to create a third emperor.

As for how to help the Child of Destiny, it depends on what the protagonist in this world lacks and needs.Meng Hui must first determine the identity of the son of luck, and then he can make the best use of the situation according to the needs of the other party.

Just like the second world, it coincides with the troubled times, and the heroes compete for the throne.The Son of Destiny is the young son of a certain faction leader, who is brave and good at fighting, and has extraordinary tactics.Therefore, Meng Hui joined his account, relying on the pile of military books he consulted through the system and the system's built-in cheating function to become his most trusted adviser, arranging troops for him, anticipating the enemy's opportunities, and providing him with insights People's hearts, deduction of the general trend of the world, and finally assist the son of destiny to calm the troubled times and rule the world.

In the fourth world, the son of luck is the son of a famous family in Beijing, but because of the great achievements of the family, he was implicated by the emperor under the pretext of being implicated.The son of luck in this life is so wise that he is close to a demon, but he has no power to restrain a chicken. Therefore, Meng Hui has become the sharpest long sword in the hands of the son of luck by relying on the strength he has cultivated in the previous cultivation world. Jianfeng pointed and invincible, once again successfully helped him avenge his revenge and overthrow the old dynasty.

Touching his chin, Meng Hui began to imagine what kind of route he should take in this life.Advisers and generals have done it before, maybe they should play something different?

If the Son of Destiny is indeed in the palace, then there are probably only a few identities for him.Either he is the emperor, surrounded by wolves, the throne is unstable, or even a puppet emperor, and what Meng Hui has to do is to punish treacherous and rebellious ministers and help the orthodox - it has to be said that the original body grew up in the mountains , who knew nothing about the outside court situation, and could not provide Meng Hui with any useful information at all.

And if the target of the mission is not the emperor, then this son of luck may be a prince, a princess, a guard, a court lady, or even a concubine and... an eunuch.Then Meng Hui's line will probably become a big treason of "willing to cut himself to pieces, dare to pull the emperor off his horse".

Well, yes, the children of luck are not necessarily men, and there are also cases where they are women, or... other genders.It's a pity that Meng Hui traveled through so many worlds, but he didn't meet a woman's son of luck, which really made him feel a little regretful.

——It would be great if the child of luck in this world was a girl. It should be quite sour to support an empress, right?Meng Hui was already tired of playing with the male emperor.

Of course, Meng Hui just flirted with the son of luck he was going to help next.Before confirming the identity of the son of luck, all thinking is meaningless.

Now, what Meng Hui really has to worry about is how to get from a young monk in a ruined temple on the outskirts of Beijing, who almost starved to death, to a royal palace full of nobles.

——It is impossible to become a eunuch after Xiao Jiji is cut off, and it will never be possible.

So next...how to act?

Meng Hui looked at his own reflection, touched his shiny forehead, rolled his black and white eyes around, and immediately had an idea, and smiled maliciously.

The author has something to say: Thanks to Qianxun little peach demon little angel for throwing mines, and dear Ashley for throwing grenades =333=