black belly prince cruel concubine

Chapter 21
Cheng Xi also had tears in his eyes, holding the treasure in his hands, how could he bear her to suffer that hardship.Gently wiped Jingyang's tears, and comforted, "Don't cry, don't cry, we won't send you off, just discipline yourself at home, Mo'er is sensible and smart, she will be obedient."

Yuen Long pursed his lips, he really didn't want to hurt his lord's unparalleled self-confidence. Judging from past experience, let alone discipline, as long as the little princess glared, she promised to raise her hand obediently and hang the white flag immediately.

Apparently, Princess Jingyang also understood, looking at Cheng Xi, her tearful eyes hesitated, "But, what if Mo'er really becomes a murderous devil in the future? You don't know, I always Dreaming of the scene where his father slaughtered the city in Yu Xin, he personally chopped off the child's head with a huge axe, but in a blink of an eye, his father's figure turned into Mo'er. Mo'er was covered in blood, and there were millions of dead bodies lying on the soles of her feet , but she still has a smile on her face..."

Cheng Xi was horrified to hear that, but when he thought of the cruel late emperor, his original firm belief was shaken a bit, and he murmured uncertainly, "No way?" How wonderful!
Yuen Long said, "My lord, I heard that the first emperor was very well-behaved when he was young. He was so white and clean, but it was painful. Later..." I don't know why it grew into a tree with a crooked neck, or a tree with a crooked neck. Terrible crooked neck.Compared with the cruel and heartless Emperor, Miss is even better, her methods at such a young age make people feel chills.When the first emperor was a child, at least he was a cute and cute little steamed stuffed bun.

"But..." Cheng Xi's heart loosened a little more, "But the conditions in the temple are too poor. Mo'er, who has been well-clothed and well-fed since she was a child, will not get used to it."

Cheng Xi didn't say anything else, but he was afraid of hurting his daughter.Delicious food at home, clear temple soup with little water, within a few days, the round face of the buns will definitely be thinner than melon seeds.Then you have to feel sorry for him!

Yuen Long finally understood that the prince was worried that the princess would live a poor life, so he did not agree to go to the temple to practice, while the princess was worried that the princess would be alone if she became a monk, so she couldn't help but had a flash of inspiration, and suggested: "Master Xuankong, my lady was bestowed by the emperor. Princess Ping'an, with a title of honor, can't easily become a monk, can she be taught to practice in a temple, and then return to the secular world when she reaches her age?"

Jingyang's eyes lit up, he quickly wiped away his tears, nodded and said, "Yes, practice with hair, practice with hair."

Master Xuankong frowned in thought for a while, then nodded lightly, "If you can make the little benefactor calm and put down the butcher knife at the age of Ji, then I will follow the words of the benefactor."

With these words, Jingyang heaved a sigh of relief, the major issues that had been on his mind for the past few years were finally resolved, he smiled through his tears, and led Master Xuankong to the Zhuyuan to meet Cheng Yimo.

Jingyang's move was really helpless, she knew her daughter's temper well, and her methods were so cruel and ruthless, who would dare to marry her back home when she grows up?Before that, Jingyang thought it would be like this. If her daughter is not good-tempered, she can only give more dowry when she gets married in the future. Coupled with her and the prince's powerful status, her husband's family shouldn't embarrass her?But, after all... Hey, after 15 years in charge of pearl protection, once married as someone else's wife, living and dying in another's house, even if there are hundreds of boxes and cages, and ten thousand taels of gold and silver entrusted, so what?
Now, although going to a temple to practice would damage her reputation, it would be the best result if she could suppress her evil temper.

Seeing that Princess Jingyang didn't object, Cheng Xi had no choice but to compromise, at worst, he would send a cook to become a monk with his precious daughter, since he couldn't let his precious daughter go hungry anyway.

So, under the condition that mother agreed with father to do whatever he wanted, Comrade Cheng Yimo followed the bald monk Xiong Jiu with a small burden on his back, crossed the Yalu River, walked the Long March, and set foot on the eternal Wutai Mountain!
The dangerous and steep cliffs outline the masculinity of Mount Wutai with dignified and timeless brushstrokes.Although Wutai Mountain is precipitous, the scenery is extremely beautiful.The mountains are masculine, the flowing water is soft, and the water surrounds the mountains. The combination of rigidity and softness is harmonious and perfect.

A winding path at the foot of the mountain goes around the mountain, and suddenly hides in the lush woods. Walking on the road, there are sudden dull and long bells. .Looking up suddenly, there stands a splendid and solemn temple in the place surrounded by clouds and mist - Ganye Temple!

Pass through the gate of the temple carved with white marble and step on the towering nine-fold stone steps, you will arrive at the magnificent Daxiong Palace.In the hall, the Tathagata Buddha sits on the lotus platform with a compassionate smile, and the body of the Buddha is inlaid with gold, which is dazzling.There are disciples, bodhisattvas, strong men, heavenly kings, arhats, etc. on both sides of the Buddha, all of whom are kind-hearted and peaceful.

There is a dark room behind the lotus seat of the Buddha statue. In the dark room, a small golden Buddha with shining Buddha light is placed on the incense table. Hundreds of incense oil Buddha lamps are lit in the room. The light of the candles seems to be full of stars in the sky. magical.

Amidst the flames of hundreds of candles, a small body sits cross-legged, in front of him is a small incense table, on which is a green pine inkstone, and a green paper and white book.I saw her with a cold face and a peaceful heart, holding a high-quality brush to dip a little ink in the inkstone, and then writing vigorously on the green paper and white book.The strokes are chic and elegant, the strokes are euphemistic and subtle, and the characters are as floating as clouds and as shocking as dragons. It is really a master of calligraphy.It's a pity... Subu monk clothes, sandalwood beads, and a dazzling bald head that is extremely reflective and shines as brightly as the sun in the candlelight.

What a monk!

In the blink of an eye, it has been five years since Chengyimo came to Ganye Temple in Mount Wutai.In the past five years, the changes have been big or small.The little hairy child in the past has grown into a half-grown little girl, and she is still a cruel little monk who knows how to restrain her edge and hide her long face. She looks calm, honest and kind, but her heart is already violent, crazy and impassioned.

At that time, Princess Jingyang and Xuankong agreed that Cheng Yimo would become a monk and not lose his hair, but he could not resist Cheng Yimo's strong interest when he came to the temple and saw the endless shining bald head of Jieba. Before she had to wash her hair, Cheng Yimo's boy resolutely decided to shed her hair and put on cassocks. If the host hadn't tried her best to stop her, she would have even branded her Jieba together.

When Princess Jingyang came, seeing her shiny head, her eyes immediately went dark, her soul was lost and she was disheartened, and she cried all the way home, crying, "My son, I My son, why are you so miserable--" That expression as if the sky was falling, frightened Cheng Xi so much that he lost his soul.

With a sound of 'creak', the wooden door of the darkroom opened, and the handsome little monk, with his endless pears on his back, came anxiously and sent a message to a cruel and violent little uncle, "Little uncle, the master went down the mountain to beg for alms , telling you not to go to the Houshan Bodhidharma Room."

Although this little Shani is simple and stupid, his seniority is extremely high. He is the first disciple of Master Mingjing, the abbot of Ganye Temple, a master of Wuzi generation, and a master uncle of Kongzi generation.

And Cheng Yimo, who was given the dharma name 'Mingqing' by Xuankong himself, is a junior sister of the Ming generation, and naturally a junior uncle of the Wu generation.

(End of this chapter)