The black-bellied prince: the little princess of the chef

Chapter 953
I thought that I would study Buddhism with the abbot, calm down to understand Buddhism, and think that I could be quiet for a while, but in the end I realized that this was just my own naive thinking. The stinky old man had already explained everything to the abbot. So easy to let yourself go!

Every morning, he was pulled up from the bed by the little monk in the temple, and stood in the main hall with his messy hair listening to the teaching of Buddhism. But everyone's attention.However, this made him very uncomfortable.

Recalling that when the **** first came, the host asked him to think of a Buddha name, and he answered without hesitation, calling it 'Wuyan'.The host nodded thoughtfully, but actually replied: "Wuyan, few words and few words, only meditation can understand. This name is very good, then you are called Wuyan!"

In fact, he really wanted to tell the host that the meaning of this name was only when he lost his memory back then, when he stayed at Ye Qing's house and talked very little, Qingqing chose this name for him, it's really not as profound as the host thought!
Since then, there is no Seventh Prince Feng Jingyu in the temple, but only the lay disciple 'Wu Yan' who just entered the temple, and the disciples in the temple don't take his status as a prince to heart, and treat him as they should, presumably the emperor Give the order, otherwise how dare they do this!
What's more, when a monk in the kitchen met him practicing kung fu in the back mountain, he actually brought him a lot of firewood and instructed him to chop the firewood, while he sat with his hands clasped and looked at him. From time to time, he gave "pointing and pointing" to his posture of chopping firewood, and told him to get it hard so that the firewood could be chopped evenly.

Although Feng Jingyu is not the first time to chop firewood, but it is the first time he thinks that such a thing can happen by chopping firewood. If he is not in the stage of being 'punished' now, he really wants to "Teach me a lesson" this person, except for Ye Qing, who would dare to dislike his words and deeds, not courting death?
Unhappy and unhappy, he still tried his best to endure his temper, chopped all the firewood seriously, and said to the monk in a good voice: "Brother, do you think you are satisfied?"

The monk glanced at the chopped firewood, and replied indifferently: "Junior Wu Yan has worked hard today, you should go back to rest earlier, after all, there are different homework to learn every day."

The so-called homework is the daily Dharma lessons, and he has done it very seriously, and he has taken the presiding abbot's daily spot checks very seriously. He felt that he had never been so serious when he was studying with the Taifu.

When Feng Jingyu disappeared from his sight, the monk stood up with slightly trembling feet, and murmured: "Master, host, nothingness must have annoyed the Seventh Prince today, sin, sin!" If it weren't for the power given to him by the abbot, how would he dare to command the current prince? Could it be that he really dislikes his life for being too long?

The days went by like this, and he had already stayed in the temple for seven or eight days in a blink of an eye. He was already familiar with such unhurried days. He didn't find it complicated, but felt a little leisurely. He was complaining and dissatisfied at the beginning, but now he still feels very good.

In the evening, when he was lying on the bed, there was a knock on the door, "Wu Yan, the abbot is looking for you."

A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, he immediately stood up and opened the door, and replied: "Thank you brother, I'll go right away." He felt a little depressed because he would call a little doll when he saw a doll in the temple. Brother, the status is so low!
Turning and turning to reach the presiding meditation room, Feng Jingyu knocked on the door politely, and opened the door to enter after getting permission from inside.

"Don't stand, sit here!" The host pointed to the futon opposite him, and looked at him with a slight smile, which made Feng Jingyu subconsciously feel that something was wrong with today's host.

He reached out to take the teacup handed to him by the host, took a sip, and then asked aloud: "I don't know what the host asked me to come here today."

"You are the old man who watched you grow up. You were so small at the beginning, but now you have grown so tall. How time flies!" When the abbot spoke, he did not forget to stretch out his hands to compare, and what appeared in front of his eyes seemed to be the old man. lost little boy.

Listening to the abbot's words, Feng Jingyu slowly remembered what happened back then, and responded with a funny smile: "It's rare, abbot, you still remember, you still remember me, Yi Jian and Qi Su back then, the three of us gave you a lot of headaches Every three months, I have to come to the temple to study, but every time I come, there are always troubles, either he makes trouble, or Yi Jian and Qi Su make trouble. They were so cute when they were young.

"The three most troublesome children are all grown up now, and Qisu has a family and is going to be a father. I am really happy for you." The abbot said these two words with emotion, Immediately after getting to the point, he said: "Your Majesty ordered you to come here to reflect, just to convince you to be soft, the old monk already knew about the matter between you and that girl, I wonder if you can talk to the old monk about her? "

Feng Jingyu still had the same expression when he heard the words, he had already guessed that the old man wanted to let the abbot be a lobbyist, and he had already thought about how to deal with it, he only heard him say: "Qingqing is a good girl, when she was chased and killed, If she hadn't rescued me regardless of her family's objection and kept me at home, how could I have talked to you properly? The emperor only saw her identity, and denied her as a whole, which made me feel very chilled."

"I can't tell what's so good about Qingqing. It's worth treating her like this, but I really love her. If you want to be a lobbyist for my father today and want to persuade me to give up Qingqing, you should stop thinking about it. !"

The abbot smiled and shook his head, instead of answering his words directly, he asked, "How do you know that this old man is His Majesty's lobbyist?"

"The smelly old man sent me here, didn't he tell you about it?" According to the smelly old man's temper, it should be so, it is impossible not to give the abbot some orders!

"In the beginning it was, but later it wasn't. The emperor told me to tell you that he will not interfere with you and Ye Qing from now on, but you must satisfy him. As for what satisfaction he refers to, you should be clear in your heart .”

Unexpectedly, if this is the case, Feng Jingyu's face was so surprised, thinking why it is different from what he thought, what the hell is the old man thinking! "It will definitely satisfy him." After a pause, he asked again: "Since he promised me and Qingqing, can I leave here?"

These times can suffocate him, although he has learned something, but every day is a vegetarian meal, his mouth is tasteless, and he misses Ye Qing's meals, especially the spicy fish dish. Just thinking about it makes my mouth water!
(End of this chapter)