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Chapter 162
what?
Bad luck?
Yang Qi didn't understand what Zhu Qi said, so he asked curiously, "What does the second cousin mean?"

"Hahaha." Zhu Qi pulled Yang Qi's sleeve and took a few steps aside, continuing to whisper.

"You just returned to the capital, and you don't know much about some things here. Let me tell you."

It turned out that Princess Runaren was not a relative of the emperor of Daxia, but the daughter of the leader of the largest tribe of the Qiang people - the Erut tribe.

Great Xia surpassed the surrounding small countries with super strength, and also forced the Qiang people to send protons, and Princess Runaren was one of them.

"This Princess Runaren is as beautiful as a flower, cousin, you are blessed." Zhu Qi had a smirk on his face.

"It's just that she has a bad temper and is very rude. It is said that she never takes a bath, and she always has an unpleasant smell on her body."

Yang Qi: "..."

This, this, Yang Qi's head suddenly became dizzy.

Never bathe?

What kind of habit is this, is this their custom?
Zhu Zhen narrowed his eyes and sneered in his heart when he heard the imperial edict read out by Luo Bai.

At first glance, this is the handwriting of the father, and now it depends on how An Legong accepts the move.

So Zhu Zhen also came to Yang Qi's side, and also lowered his voice: "But don't worry, this is just a marriage gift, not an immediate marriage, and there is still room for relaxation."

"How?" Yang Qi asked.

"Look." Zhu Zhen didn't answer directly, but turned his head to An Legong.

Zhu Jingyan was still looking at Luo Bai, but compared to Zhu Jingyan's angry face, Luo Bai's attitude was very gentle.

"My lord, don't embarrass the little one, you should follow the imperial decree."

"Hmph, dreaming, I won't agree to this marriage!" Zhu Jingyan's attitude was very firm.

Seeing this scene, even Yuan Maozhi didn't know what to say.

All the other officials present were all waiting to watch the excitement, and no one was willing to come forward.

Zhu Jingyan had long been prepared to turn against Zhu Jingtian, but he never expected that the other party would resort to the method of marrying Princess Runaren.

It seems that he wants to kill people with a knife and let the Qiang people deal with him.

No, no matter what, this marriage cannot be agreed to today!

Just when Zhu Jingyan was about to make a move, another person came in from the door, and at the same time shouted a Buddha's name.

"Amitabha!"

When everyone heard the sound, they all followed the sound and saw a young monk appearing at the door.

"The poor monk Baima Temple is invincible. He came here uninvited, hoping to forgive his sin."

Wusheng's face is ordinary, with a common face, without any characteristics, it can only be that he has all the five senses, but no matter how you look at it, no matter how ordinary he looks, people can't remember his appearance at all.

"Wusheng?" Yang Qi frowned slightly as he heard about this monk for the first time.

Is this here to find me?

Sure enough, Monk Wusheng came to Zhu Jingyan, clasped his hands together and said: "The poor monk was ordered to find Junior Brother Puyan, and I hope Duke An can make it easier."

"Order? Whose order?" Zhu Jingyan had a vigilant look on his face.

"The poor monk was ordered by his family teacher, Master Rukong of the White Horse Temple, to come here to look for Puyan from Hanshan Temple."

"What are you looking for?" Zhu Jingyan continued to ask.

Wusheng didn't speak, looked around, and then fixed his eyes on Yang Qi's face.

"Junior Brother Puyan, please stay safe."

you know me?Yang Qi didn't know what to say for a moment.

But Wu Sheng smiled slightly, clasped his hands together and said, "Oh, it's the poor monk who forgot that you have lost your memory."

"The poor monk once went to Hanshan Temple with Master. You and I had a good chat at that time, but unfortunately you don't remember now."

"I've met senior brother." Now that the other party said so, Yang Qi also clasped his hands together to return the salute.

"Junior Pu Yan, what do you dress up like?" He didn't know whether Wu Sheng was really confused or just pretending to be confused, he knew Pu Yan was Zhu Yan, the son of Duke An Le, and he actually asked this question.

"This..." Yang Qi was hesitating about how to answer, but Zhu Jingyan took over the conversation.

"Yan'er has decided to return to lay life, so she won't wear monk clothes from now on."

"So that's the case." Wusheng smiled slightly, and then continued: "If you want to return to vulgarity, you have to ask for permission from the Buddhist sect, and Hanshan Temple has been closed now, so I'm afraid it's not easy."

"Is there any ceremony needed to return to vulgarity?" Zhu Jingyan frowned and asked.

"There is no need for any ceremony, but you need to go to the three temples and ask the abbot personally, and then this is considered a return to vulgarity." Wusheng replied with a smile while maintaining Namaste.

Yang Qi felt a little strange. Ever since Wusheng heard that he was going to return to vulgarity, he always felt that the other party relaxed and seemed very happy.

Does he also want to return to vulgarity?

"In this way, if the young master has not returned to vulgarity, then he is still a monk?" Yuan Maozhi who was on the side suddenly said.

"good."

As soon as Zhu Jingyan heard this, he raised his eyebrows, turned his head and said loudly: "In that case, Yan'er, you should go back and change the monk's clothes first. You are not returning to the vulgar. After all, you can't break the Buddhist rules."

Then he blinked at Yang Qi.

Yang Qi understood instantly, and then said to everyone: "Excuse me first."

He grabbed Du Shaolin who was standing there dumbfounded, turned around and walked towards the backyard.

As Yang Qi walked out, he heard Zhu Jingyan behind him say to Luo Bai.

"Now my son is still a disciple of Buddhism, it seems that His Majesty's gift of marriage is countless."

Luo Bai didn't say a word after listening, his eyes fixed on Zhu Jingyan, motionless.

He never expected such a coincidence that a monk from the White Horse Temple would appear.

This made Emperor Xia's calculation come to nothing.

Although the imperial court's decree is that it is difficult to order high-grade warriors to do things, the marriage bestowed by Emperor Xia is different.

All the children of the Zhu family's royal family must have the consent of the elders in the family to marry, and the emperor's opinion is the most important.

Especially in the face of the emperor's gift of marriage, the children of the clan must not refuse.

So Emperor Xia was deliberately trying to create trouble for Zhu Jingyan, but Zhu Jingyan had no good way to refuse this matter, unless he turned his face and did it now.

But who would have thought that a Buddhist disciple would come out halfway, and use the excuse that the little father-in-law hadn't returned to vulgarity to mix up the matter. Now that Luo Bai messed up the matter, he couldn't explain it to Emperor Xia even when he went back.

"Since that's the case, the little one will go back and explain this matter to His Majesty first, and leave everything to His Majesty to decide." Luo Bai's face was livid, he cupped his hands at Zhu Jingyan, then turned and left.

Seeing Luo Bai's disappearing figure, Zhu Jingyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If Zhu Jingtian and him came to explain, he would not be afraid.

In the capital, all ninth-rank masters were suppressed, but as an eighth-rank master, Zhu Jingyan was confident that he was not afraid of any challenges.

But he never expected such a trick to come to him.

Marriage!

Moreover, the object of the marriage was still Princess Runaren of the Qiang people, which made Zhu Jingyan very angry.

If it was someone else, Zhu Jingyan would definitely not be so angry, but Princess Runaren is different.

It's not just because she never takes a bath and she stinks all over her body, but more importantly, Zhu Jingyan has a deep relationship with the Qiang people, especially the people of the Erut tribe.

Outsiders don't know what's going on here, so doesn't he, Zhu Jingtian, know?
Thinking of this, Zhu Jingyan clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could rush into the palace and make a scene.

(End of this chapter)