hold this little monk

"But who are you?"

There was silence inside the house, and the noise of cicadas outside, Xiaoxuan remembered that he hadn't reported his family name yet.

The four eyes met, and Bi Kong's eyes were clear and bright.Xiaoxuan was puzzled, how could the royal family, who were scheming sideways, raise such a child?Such clean eyes should have been placed on the snow-capped mountains since childhood, washed with the clearest snow-melted water day and night, and should never be associated with the pious royal family.

Xiaoxuan suddenly regretted what he said. He shouldn't let him treat himself as a prince. If a person like him is a prince, there will be no bones left.

Bi Kong is smart but doesn't understand the world, and a bastard like him suddenly appeared. After chatting for a long time, he remembered to ask someone where he came from.

"Are you a Taoist priest?" Bi Blank asked indifferently after several fingerprints were pinched on his clean face.

"No, this dress was given to me by the Taoist on the opposite side who took pity on me."

Yu Xiaoxuan said with a blank face that it might make Master Wen Hai vomit blood. This dress was made by Master Wen Hai and Daoist Yu Hao after finding the best embroiderer, and only he, the second generation official, could wear it in the entire Taoist temple. , not for anything else, who made his father the palace lord?

It's just that he didn't want to tell Bi Kong that he was a Taoist priest, because... Bi Kong is now a monk.

He also read some history books after traveling through time, only to realize that the religions of this world are slightly different from his previous world.

200 years before the Ping Dynasty, monks from India introduced Buddhism to the Central Plains by mistake. Since then, temples surrounded by sandalwood have taken root and grown in the mainland, and the Ping Dynasty stands at its peak today.

Taoism is not immune to impact. Taoism used to be an unshakable state religion, but now it has no choice but to commit itself to becoming the state religion alongside Buddhism. It is impossible to say that there is no dissatisfaction.But if the king of a country moved his mouth, you can't put the words back in his mouth, let alone everyone in the world heard it.

Both Louxian Palace and Dakai Temple recite Buddhist scriptures for the emperor to be a master, and it is dazzling to look at each other face to face. The palace owner and the abbot are not ordinary people, so they have no idea, but they can't help some dirty villains. Mutual hostility.

Just because Yu Xiaoxuan came to bully the little novice every day, the people in the Taoist temple were very happy, so he was like a fish in water in the Taoist temple, and no one of the same age would dislike him.

Xiaoxuan likes to tease those young novice monks, it has nothing to do with the complicated relationship between the two religions, and when he hears those people applauding, he feels unhappy.Everyone regards him as a gunman, wishing that he would eat those monks, and with this stomach, he still wants to subdue the demons?They have already surrendered to the demons, but they don't know it.

Today, the relationship between monks and Taoist priests is so embarrassing, but after only a few minutes together, Xiaoxuan likes this kid from the bottom of his heart, the kind of liking that he wants to be his big brother to protect him.

For no other reason, he just wanted to protect those clear and clean eyes from being eroded by demons, ghosts and luxuries.

So he didn't want to tell him that he was the great dancing god in the opposite palace, and he was also the son of the palace lord.

"My father is a blacksmith, and my mother is an embroiderer. I like to play here. Everyone knows me. The people in Louxian Palace and Dakai Temple are very nice. People on both sides are familiar with me, so let me play."

Bi Kong had never seen a real folk child, so he believed it was true: "Then what's your name?"

"This... I only have a nickname, so you can call me brother." Yu Xiaoxuan's eyes lit up, and he decided that as long as the child called him brother, he would poke on his two fleshy cheeks.

Bi Kong had never called anyone else's elder brother, only called Huangxiong, and he thought it was fun: "Brother."

Xiaoxuan has been transmigrated for ten years, from a baby to a little ruffian boy, for the first time in history, his heart has melted.

"Brother, what kind of place is Louxian Palace opposite?"

"Large, quiet and elegant."

Antonym of ...Yu Xiaoxuan flattered him sincerely.

"Then do they welcome monks?"

"Of course welcome!"

...Welcome ass.

"Then will they also come to Dakai Temple?"

Yu Xiaoxuan nodded sharply, and started his brainwashing career: "Let me tell you, the relationship between Dakai Temple and Louxian Palace is very good. Children send mooncakes to each other during Mid-Autumn Festival, set off firecrackers together during Spring Festival, and swim together in summer."

Yu Xiaoxuan didn't lie this time, but he didn't tell the whole story.

Give each other long-haired mooncakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival, throw cannons at each other’s feet to blow up each other during the Spring Festival, and summer... Hehe, when Yu Xiaoxuan was three years old, he was directly pushed into a cold river by an eight-year-old monk. Almost drowned to death.

Poor little Bikong has no mind reading skills, so he will believe whatever Xiaoxuan says.He was fascinated by the beautiful and interesting two religions described by Xiaoxuan, and all the sadness of his family's downfall was wiped out, and he listened intently to Xiaoxuan running the train with his mouth slightly open.

It was not until Twilight swept into the paper window that Xiaoxuan said goodbye to Bi Kong under the urging of Master Wuchao.

The monk behind Wu Chao watched Bi Kong reluctantly send away the Demon King with cold eyes, his single eyelids almost turned into double eyelids.

Wu Chao glanced at him with a smile: "How?"

The monk clasped his hands together and bowed his head: "Master is brilliant. Your Highness is definitely not something in a pond."

These two monks have also fallen into a self-righteous vicious circle. If they knew what Xiaoxuan had said to Bi Kong, they might not be so calm, and they would definitely run across to pick him up and hold him to kowtow to the Buddha Copy the Buddhist scriptures a few hundred times to apologize.

At this moment, Yong'an Palace is not peaceful. The queen is only fifty years old, but her temples are already gray, her black hair mixed with white hair hangs down to the ground, she is half lying on the couch, holding a roll in her hand, one on the left and one on the right. There are fruit plates on both sides.

"Think twice, Your Majesty!"

The huge palace was empty, echoing the man's kowtow, his forehead was already bleeding, the empress was indifferent: "Xu Qing doesn't want to get up, are you threatening me?"

Xu Zhi panicked and said: "I don't dare, it's just that your majesty did this... I'm stupid, and I dare not respond even if I die. I hope your majesty thinks twice, you only have King Le. If you take King Le's name out of the jade plate, the world will be destroyed." ... I wish to die, but I will not be the eternal sinner who ruined the country!"

After saying this, the veteran minister of the two dynasties bent down tremblingly, and the court clothes could no longer hide his frailty.The words had come to this point, if she persisted in her obsession, he would have no other choice but to die.

I just went underground, ashamed of the late emperor!Ashamed of the generals and soldiers who died in battle!

The queen sat up straight with her bent back, her bloodless lips parted lightly: "King Le raised [-] soldiers privately in the border area, which is not enough to constitute a crime? Then Xu Qing said, what is rebellion? The prince committed a crime Is it a child's play to say that the common people are guilty of the same crime?"

Xu Zhi trembled all over, like a dead candle that had finally been burnt out, his heart was like ashes: "Your Majesty, I am sick and cannot serve Your Majesty anymore, please return home."

The queen sneered: "No need, go to the prison and wait for your Le Wang."

"Sir... according to the order."

The last kowtow fell on the blood-stained ground, and the last sound came to the open palace gate. A group of courtiers in court uniforms slumped their shoulders and lowered their heads.

If you want to go your own way, if you are not a sage, you must be a tyrant.