The No. 1 Sword Cultivator in History [Transmigration Book]

Half a month later, Lingran found Wei Wangtai, and the two met in front of the palace.

Wei Wangtai seemed to have been seriously ill, his face was pale, and even the hair on his sideburns was messed up a lot, he asked someone to lift him up on the soft bed to pant, and smiled at Lingran. "Yo! Little monk, how are you?"

This is neither yin nor yang.

Ling Ran frowned. "See Prince Wei!" He only slightly arched his hands, but did not kneel down.

Wei Wangtai's eyelids were drooping, and he was only half a head taller than Lingran in terms of softness.He seemed to want to say something at first, but then he just waved his hand lightly and said: "This king just happens to be entering the palace, so you can enter the palace with Gu to face the saint!"

"I would like to obey the edict of the prince." Lingran said indifferently.

Wei Wangtai snorted coldly from his nostrils.

When the two arrived at the gate of the palace, Lingran thought that he was going to get off the sedan chair, but he ignored him and asked four strong men to carry the soft sedan chair, just like that.Lingran followed and was let in.

They came during the day this time, and the palace was obviously much simpler under the sun than it was seen that night.Xu Shi failed to see the legendary Daming Palace in later generations, and Lingran felt a little disappointed.Everything here seems cramped and stretched. I don't know when will the prosperity of Kaiyuan passed down by later generations come?

After Lingran and Wei Wangtai entered the palace, they first waited for a cup of tea in the side hall, and then they were led to the Taiji Hall.Li Shimin was playing chess with a boy with long hair, when he saw the two of them coming in, he said with a smile, "Zhier, look who's here?"

Lingran raised her eyes, and saw Li Zhi put down the chess pieces and looked towards them.Li Zhi smiled happily, narrowed his eyes, and stood up to salute Wei Wangtai. "Second brother, if you don't enter the palace for half a month, father will miss you to death! Are your injuries better?"

Wei Wangtai drooped his eyelids, looking like a sick and consumptive ghost about to rest for a long time.Hearing this sentence, he said to Li Zhi angrily: "Look, you still rely on others to walk now! Can you be okay?"

Talking more and more yin and yang.

Li Zhi was not annoyed.He just stroked his chest with one hand and smiled awkwardly. "It's really strange! That night, my second brother and I had a strange dream at the same time, and woke up with the same strange disease..."

"I'm much more serious than you!" Wei Wangtai asked two servants to help him over, sat down on the chair, panted, and said, "Look! You can still play chess with the emperor, how can you live?" It's different in the palace!"

Li Zhi lived in the palace, next to Wude Hall.Wude Hall is the place where Li Shimin often lives and where he often discusses state affairs with others. It is said that it can be compared with the Prince's East Palace.

Wei Wangtai's words are really outrageous.

But when Li Shimin heard this, he only stroked his beard and smiled, and looked at Wei Wangtai with a doting look.It seemed that what he said was not about seizing power, but that his son was acting like a baby to him.

Lingran's body trembled, and a layer of goose bumps instantly appeared.

"Greetings to His Majesty the Tang Emperor!" Ling Ran saluted Li Shimin.

Li Shimin turned his head and saw that it was him, and laughed out of his nostrils in an inexplicable way. "Okay." He put down the chess piece in his hand, said to Lingran slowly, "Since you dare to come to see me, you think the matter of resenting the ghost is over?"

"In the past half month, there will be no more resentful ghosts in Chang'an City." Lingran raised her head and looked at Li Shimin proudly.

"It can be seen that what I said, little monk, is true! All the grieving ghosts who have caused disasters are here!"

As he spoke, he took out the Qiankun bag from his arms, glanced at Li Shimin, but didn't hand it to him directly, but held it tightly in his hand.After pondering for a while, he said again: "Now that the errand is over, I don't know how the Holy Master wants to deal with the poor monk next?"

"If you really finish it, of course, you will live in Nanyuan and become the Great Tang National Teacher according to what I said earlier."

"What if the poor monk doesn't want to?"

"Bold!"

Wei Wangtai slapped the table and glared at Lingran. "How dare you refute what your father said?!"

Lingran didn't make a sound, just lowered her head, her posture was as stubborn as a seabuckthorn tree struggling to grow in the wild wasteland.

There are thorns all over the body.

Li Shimin stared at him for a while, then suddenly laughed. "Then what reward do you want?"

"I don't want any rewards." Lingran said indifferently, "I just want to ask the Lord for mercy. The original abbot in Dong'an Temple, the old monk Mingxi, was blamed innocently, and took the blame for all the grieving ghosts."

He carefully told the whole story of Zhong Xiu'er's case to Li Shimin, father and son, and emphasized that Zhong Xiu'er's soul had long been lost, and he was already a corpse when he went to Dong'an Temple to offer incense.After a pause at last, he said solemnly: "I also hope that the Holy Master will be merciful and pardon the old monk Mingxi of Dong'an Temple and all the monks for their crimes."

"Don't beg for yourself, but remember to beg for my grace for others!" Li Shimin stroked his knee with a smile, paused for a while, and then said, "Is this all your thoughts?"

"Yes." Lingran lowered her eyelids and only nodded.

"Unfortunately... I changed my mind."

Lingran suddenly raised her head and stared at Li Shimin.

The eyes are very bold.

Li Shimin didn't take it seriously, but smiled twice and said: "You don't have to go to Nanyuan, little mage. After one month, I will announce to the world that the little mage is a national teacher."

Sitting in the chair, Wei Wangtai's expression changed instantly.

"But Brother Prince..."

Li Zhi also opened his mouth, hesitating a little.He seemed to want to say something, but for some reason he swallowed it.

Li Shimin waved his hand. "This matter is settled like that. Let me see what you are holding in your hand!"

A servant hurriedly walked up to Lingran, holding a brocade plate in his hand, and signaled Lingran to put the Qiankun bag on the plate.

Lingran hesitated for a while, but gripped the Qiankun bag full of grieving ghosts even tighter. "But... the poor monk is going back to Japan after all."

"Since you have come to Datang, you are from Datang." Li Shimin said domineeringly, "Besides, your master passed away a long time ago. What are you going to do when you go back?"

Surprised.It took a while to realize that what Li Shimin was talking about should be his master in Japan, the old monk Kongji.

really!Li Shimin went on to say: "Kong Ji also came to my Tang Dynasty to learn Buddhism. Since you are his disciple, you must have come to Datang for my Chinese culture. If that's the case, then live in Chang'an City forever!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his gaze to the waiter holding the plate.

The waiter understood, and couldn't help but snatch the Qiankun bag from Lingran's hand, and presented it to Li Shimin on a plate.

Li Shimin took it and weighed it.The grieving ghost rampaged in the bag, screaming from time to time.

"Little mage, how do you make me believe that these are all the resentful ghosts who are making trouble in Chang'an?"

"There's no way to make the Holy Master believe it!" Lingran held his breath in his heart, and said firmly.

The words spoken are harder than each sentence.It's like a shell fired from the chamber.

"Of course, if the Holy Master doesn't believe it, then we can see. Will there still be ghosts making trouble in a year or ten years? Time will tell everything!"

"Good argument! Time will tell everything." Li Shimin smiled lightly, repeated it again, and then put the Qiankun bag back on the plate.

"Hold it!"

Li Shimin instructed the servant in a low voice: "Put it in Lingyan Pavilion."

"Yes!"

The waiter answered, and returned respectfully with the tray.

The author has something to say:

[Note 1] Similarly, in this book, Li Zhi is also magnified a few years old.

[Note 2] As for the appellation of Big Brother and Second Brother, it is because Li Chengqian, Li Tai, and Li Zhi are the legitimate sons.This book does not take the ranking, but only discusses the mutual address between the sons-in-law.

Aunt Tang Wan said nonsense, just have fun, babies.Don't take everything too seriously, hahahaha!Love you guys!