The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 400 Meeting in the Temple (2)
Han Bei went to the banquet with his father in the past few days and tasted too many delicacies. Looking at the dozen or so dishes on the table in front of him, and then glanced at his elder brother and sister-in-law, he made up his mind to criticize.Who let this family not be his decision, can't make people think that he doesn't exist, right?

Han Bei was about to speak, when the butler Han Cheng, who was serving vegetables, smiled and said, "My lord, tomorrow is the first day of the lunar new year. You haven't come back for many years. Why don't you go to Fahua Temple? Today's Fahua Temple has become the Zhenguo Temple. The incense is very strong, which is very different from our Fahua Temple in Beijun Prefecture."

"Nonsense, Jiangnan is of course different from the Great Northwest. The people in Jiangnan will only go to worship Buddha when they are full. It's just a ruined temple. What's so special?" Han Bei thought his father would be angry, and this is not clearly slandering Beijun Mansion, he opened his mouth first.

Baililuo was still observing her father-in-law's temper. Even though she was dissatisfied with Han Bei, she knew she shouldn't speak at such a time, so she continued to eat the food in the bowl in silence.

King Jinyang seemed to agree with Han Bei's remarks, his whole face was filled with indifference.

Han Cheng hurriedly said: "The third son can't say that. Of course, there is a reason why the temple is full of incense. The common people believe it. We can also ask for a lottery. will go..."

The last sentence was like a stone thrown into the water, causing ripples.

"So what?" Han Bei was still arrogant, "Could it be that we have to worship the gods and Buddhas that the empress worships? It's not written in the Daxing regulations!"

"Shut up. Outrageous stuff."

King Jinyang reprimanded Han Bei in a rare way, but his voice did not fluctuate, with an undisguised coldness.

The chopsticks in Han Bei's hand trembled, and he almost didn't kneel down. He didn't know what he said wrong, and he grimaced bitterly: "Father, this is not outside, I won't talk nonsense outside..."

Seeing that King Jinyang's face was still calm, Han Ye, who had never been involved in right and wrong, stopped the chopsticks in his hand, and said calmly without raising his head: "You can only know whether it is good or bad after you have seen everything. If the third brother If you have doubts, you can go to Fahua Temple with your father tomorrow, without any delay."

Han Bei snorted coldly in his heart, waiting for his father to scold his elder brother, his elder brother must be too self-righteous, how did he know that his father would definitely go to Fahua Temple?

However, after waiting for a long time, his father did not speak again. I don't know if he acquiesced to Han Ye's words, or he didn't take it to heart.

Early in the morning on the first day of November, before dawn, Han Bei's personal servant came to his bed to call him.

Han Bei was sleepy, kicked him impatiently, cursed a few words, and continued to sleep.

The young man was in a hurry, and stepped forward to lift his quilt: "Oh, my third master, get up quickly! The prince has gone to Fahua Temple, why don't you follow?"

Before Han Bei opened his eyes, his ears woke up: "What did you say? Father went to Fahua Temple?"

"Yes, third master, if you don't get up again, you won't be able to keep up!" The servant hurriedly went to fetch his coat.

"You bloody slave, why didn't you say it earlier!" Han Bei got up from the bed, cursedly took the boy's clothes and put them on his body.

It wasn't because of his elder brother's words that Han Bei had to follow his father, but that he went south with his father this time to please his father and prove that he was his father's favorite son.

Wherever the father goes, he takes him with him, this is the best proof.And as a son, it is natural for him to serve his father and king. In this regard, he is much better than his cold elder brother.

After Han Bei washed up, he didn't even have time to eat breakfast, so he ran out to catch up with King Jinyang's team.He climbed up on the horse to pant, while calming the breath in his chest, he followed unhurriedly.

King Jinyang didn't care if he was there or not, and he didn't send anyone to ask. The horse under him walked very fast, with a hint of urgency.If it wasn't for passing through a busy city on the way, so as not to disturb the lives of the people, I'm afraid he would have already stepped on his horse.

When the group went to Fahua Temple, it might be too early, and there were not even a few people in sight. Han Bei yawned and got off his horse, complaining in his heart that his father had made mistakes.Could it be that you want to finish worshiping the so-called gods and Buddhas earlier and go back earlier?But it's too early, it's so hazy that you can't even see the shadows of gods and Buddhas clearly, right?
In front of the temple gate, he got off his horse and walked on foot. King Jinyang walked into the temple gate first, and a monk came forward to greet him. Knowing his identity, he naturally dared not neglect him, and introduced him to the locations of various Bodhisattvas along the way.

Han Bei was really tired of walking and praying all the way like this, but his father was very patient and didn't even complain.He had no choice but to continue to follow.In this way, from Mengmengliang to Tianduliang, he walked through the entire temple, and Han Bei didn't see his father intending to go back.

Bored, he looked around and saw a group of people standing under a linden tree covered with red ribbons. They didn't look like people from Daxing, and they all looked good, so they shouldn't be ordinary people.

Han Bei asked, "Who are those people?"

The accompanying young novice followed his gaze, clasped his hands together and replied, "Almsgiver, those are envoys from the Western Qin Dynasty, and they are also offering incense in the temple today."

"From West Qin?" Han Bei frowned, and unconsciously glanced at his father.

However, King Jinyang didn't respond. He had no interest in these Western Qin envoys, and he didn't even respond.

Han Bei was going crazy. What did his father mean? Come to this Fahua Temple to stroll around, what is there to do?It has long been heard that the Western Qin sent envoys to Daxing, and the two countries signed an alliance. If this is the case, shouldn't the father be wary?

It had been several days since he came to Shengjing, and the emperor hadn't introduced the envoys of the Western Qin Dynasty to get to know them, and Han Bei couldn't tell if he was in compliance with the rules, but he was even more worried.

Han Bei was thinking in a mess when the monk who had been standing beside King Jinyang said, "The prince is familiar with the details of the temple, and the poor monk will leave. If the prince likes to be clean, he can go to the back hall to listen to the sound of the piano, and he can wash himself Anxiety in the heart. Amitabha."

After the monk finished speaking, he clasped his hands together, nodded lightly, and stepped back.

Han Bei was scolding the old bald donkey for talking too much in his heart, and someone whispered not far away into his ears: "The Empress and Princess Rongchang came to Fahua Temple together, let's go and worship! This is really a once-in-a-lifetime Opportunity!"

"People are not allowed to stay for too long, I heard that the venue has to be cleared to avoid..."

Clear the field to avoid?

Han Bei frowned. Empress Situ and the widowed princess are so arrogant!Didn't it say that there is no distinction between high and low in front of gods and Buddhas, why do you have to clear the field and avoid it?
Han Bei was naturally rebellious, and he especially hated the arrogance of the emperors, queens and princesses in Shengjing. He looked at his father again, hoping that his father would make some resistance.

(End of this chapter)