Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 80
Seeing the change in Bianji's expression, Xiangcheng covered his face and smiled lightly, and he was a little more confident in provoking Bianji to pursue Gao Yang.

After entering the meditation room, Xiangcheng sat on the wooden chair, looking at Bianji constantly.

Delivering a cup of fragrant tea to Xiangcheng, Bian Ji couldn't suppress his curiosity, and sat on the cattail mat and asked, "Princess, but what about Princess Shu Gaoyang?"

"Master, I'll tell you the truth now." After thinking about it, Xiangcheng pretended to frown and said, "Since seeing you, Master, in your temple, Shu'er returned to Chang'an day and night without thinking about eating and drinking. They've lost a lot of weight."

Reminiscent of the brief encounter in front of Fangfu, Bianji was slightly startled, and felt a little heartache for some reason.

Although he was happy in his heart, Bian Ji still put on a clean look and said: "The poor monk is a person from outside, why did Princess Gaoyang not think about eating and drinking?"

Seeing Bianji's strange expression, Xiangcheng cursed hypocrisy inwardly, and then said: "The mage doesn't know something, Gao Yang's son-in-law is a martial artist. He only knows how to dance spears and clubs all day long, how can he understand Shu'er's thoughts."

"Warrior?" Bianji's heart turned darkly, and he said to Xiangcheng, "Could it be Fang Jun, the prime minister's second son?"

"That's right, it's that enemy. It's that reckless man." In the middle of speaking, Xiangcheng calmed down a little, and said, "That reckless man only knows how to drink for fun all day long, so he still hangs around in Pingkangfang. Shu'er tears all day long because of this. Washing my face, I often mention you, Master."

As soon as this remark came out, Bian Ji's face was full of joy, and he asked quickly: "Speaking of the poor monk? What are you talking about?"

"Master Shu'er said that you are talented and handsome. If it weren't for someone from other places, you would have remarried to you." After finishing speaking, Xiangcheng pouted secretly, thinking, "How can you, a monk, compare to you?" Fang Lang, if it wasn't for gaining Fang Lang's heart, I wouldn't flatter you like this!"

Hearing Xiangcheng's deliberate lobbying words, Bianji couldn't hold back the joy in his heart anymore, stood up and asked: "Is this true?!"

"Seriously!" Seeing that Bianji was persuaded, Xiangcheng said with certainty: "This is what I heard from Shu'er myself."

After finishing speaking, Xiangcheng sipped his tea lightly, and said, "The mage is very talented, and his character and appearance are also top-notch. Why waste his time in this temple? A man will not seek glory, wealth, and fame when he is reborn."

In the middle of Xiangcheng's speech, Bianji clasped his palms together and recited the Buddha's name. The remnant Buddha's heart in his heart rang in his ears like an alarm bell, "Princess, the poor monk has already cut off his ties to the world. I have nothing to do with such things."

"Could it be possible that the mage wants to go to the West to suffer all the hardships like Master Xuanzang? If there is an accident on the way, who can remember everything the mage has done?"

Xiangcheng took out Master Xuanzang as an example, disturbing Bianji's mind was so confused that he didn't know how to answer correctly.

Suffering from inner demons, Bianji was lucky enough to bring tea to see off the guests after some internal struggles, "The poor monk has to do his homework, please go back, princess."

Seeing that Bianji politely asked him to leave, Xiangcheng was not annoyed, he got up and said, "Master really wants to be with the ancient Buddha with the green lantern in this life? Or do you talk to Shu'er at night in the study, and add fragrance to the red sleeves?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Bianji to make a decision, Xiangcheng paced out of the Zen room, looked back at Bianji who was sitting in front of the mat and chanted sutras with closed eyes, and said, "Oh, I almost forgot. Before coming, Shu'er asked me to Give the mage a word.

Knowing that Gao Yang had something to say, Bianji immediately opened his eyes and asked anxiously, "What are you talking about?"

"Shu'er said, master, don't let her look through the autumn water and want to break her heart."

After finishing speaking, Xiangcheng walked out of Huichang Temple slowly, and boarded the carriage back to Chang'an contentedly.

After Xiangcheng left, Bianji stood there in a daze for a while.

"Shu'er said, master, don't let her look through the autumn water and want to break her heart."

Recalling the words brought to him by the fictional Gao Yang in Xiangcheng, Bianji's already crumbling Buddha heart instantly collapsed, and the monk Bianji who was devoted to Buddha ceased to exist.

"How could Fang Jun be so negative!" He murmured with hatred, and the Buddhist beads that had accompanied Bianji for more than ten years were crushed by him abruptly!

Reminiscent of Master Xuanzang's earnest teachings, Bian Ji knelt down on his knees and said softly: "Master, you once said that a practitioner should follow his original heart. But now the disciple's original heart has already been completely attached to Shu'er. "

After finishing speaking, Bian Ji went to the book case, closed the Buddhism that he often copied, and took out a book of the mean!
In Princess Gaoyang's mansion, in the study room, Fang Yiai sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated. Although most of the damaged meridians in the back of his heart had been unblocked, the zhenqi at this time was unable to force the golden-winged centipede venom remaining in his body. It turned out that those venom like tarsal maggots remained in Fang Yiai's internal organs, like a ticking time bomb, although there is a possibility of a comeback!
Silent all night, the next morning.

After Fang Yiai swallowed one grass fruit, he saw that there were only three Lingzhu grass fruits left in front of him, even though he was a human being in two lifetimes, he still felt a little heartache.

After freshening up and opening the door, looking at the empty Gaoyang bedroom, Fang Yiai muttered, "I don't know what Shu'er is doing, but let's go to the Qin Mansion to learn martial arts from the Duke."

Arriving at Qin Qiong's mansion, Fang Yiai did not bump into Qin Qiong who was going to the early court, but met Qin Jingniang who had just woken up.

Seeing Fang Yiai's arrival, Qin Jingniang smiled, trotted to her side, and said, "He Lang, have you eaten yet?"

Asked by Qin Jingniang, Fang Yiai's stomach could not help but growl, and she replied in embarrassment: "Not yet."

"Shall I make you some soup?" After saying that, Qin Jingniang planned to run towards the kitchen.

Reminiscent of what Qin Qiong said before, after half of the chickens in the Qin Mansion were burnt by Qin Jingniang's practice, Fang Yiai couldn't help swallowing, and hurriedly said: "No, I'm not very hungry now. Jingniang, accompany me to the back garden How about practicing martial arts?"

Hearing that he was going to practice martial arts, Qin Jingniang, who was still sleepy, suddenly regained his spirits, "Practice martial arts? How many tricks did Dad teach He Lang with the Qin family mace?"

Seeing Qin Jingniang's question, Fang Yiai scratched her head, and replied uncertainly: "There are eleven or twelve moves in total. The Duke also taught me the Qin family's marksmanship a few times."

"Okay, Daddy actually entrusted you with the Qin family's marksmanship!" Qin Jingniang deliberately pouted as she said, "Daddy Qin's family's spear was not even willing to teach the elder brother, so he passed it on to you, a little thief!"

Seeing that Qin Jingniang was joking, Fang Yiai said with a smirk, "Yes, my father-in-law loves my son-in-law."

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai took a step forward, just about to open her arms, but Qin Jingniang hid her aside.

"My friend, you go to the back garden and wait first. I'll change into my Tsing Yi bunt and go right away." With a laugh, Qin Jingniang bounced back to the bedroom like a deer.

"Is the Qin family gun passed down by General Qin Yi? I remember that Jingniang's grandfather was a general of the Northern Qi Dynasty." Halfway through speaking, Fang Yiai slapped his forehead, "Wait, what did Jingniang just say? Duke Gun is not even willing to teach her brother? Jingniang’s brother? Is that the brave general Qin Huaiyu who killed four gates in the "Three Rivers and Tiger City"?"

Reminiscent of Qin Qiong's previous warning, Fang Yiai couldn't help feeling chills down her back, and thought to herself, "Now there is not only a Marshal Qin, but also a brave uncle who can kill all four, won't I be punished by Beijing in the future?" Mother bullying?"

Halfway through thinking about it, Fang Yiai let out a chuckle, "Although Jing Niang has a cheerful nature, she is extremely gentle to me. I don't think she will be so savage."

While thinking, Qin Jingniang opened the door and walked out of the boudoir, seeing Qin Jingniang after changing clothes, Fang Yiai swallowed involuntarily.

At this time, Qin Jingniang changed her robes and put on a blue bunt, corresponding to her heroine and heroic temperament, she couldn't help but become more attractive.

Thinking of the place of Wangshen, Fang Yiai murmured, "Since ancient times, my daughter has a lot of ambitions, and she doesn't like red clothes but arms."

Although the voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by Qin Jingniang who was walking towards her.

Seeing her sweetheart's praise, Qin Jingniang's cheeks were flushed, and she spat lightly: "Okay, He Lang! You're making fun of him again!"

"No way, I really praise the beauty of the lady."

"Really? How is it compared to your original wife?"

"Although the peonies look rich and noble, the orchids in the empty valley also emit fragrance. Two flowers bloom, each has a unique fragrance, and each has a unique fragrance!"

"Konggu Youlan, is He Lang talking about me?"

"Yes, a lady is like an orchid growing in a deep mountain. The humble man is the flower picker!"

While joking, the two walked side by side towards the back garden of the Qin Mansion, like a pair of heroes who walked out of a martial arts novel.

In the house, Gao Yang woke up early in the morning and sat in the room looking at the broken rattle on the tea table after familiarizing himself with it. Although two nights have passed, the grievance in his heart has not dissipated much with the passage of time.

Looking at the rattle that he regarded as a treasure, but was broken by Fang Yiai casually throwing it on the ground, Gao Yang's almond eyes were filled with anger, and he said to Mei Xiang beside him: "Mei Xiang! Go and tell the boy to prepare the car, I'm going to Huichang Temple to play! "

Seeing that Gao Yang was going to Huichang Temple, Mei Xiang timidly said, "Princess, son-in-law will be angry."

"I just want to anger him." Halfway through speaking, Gao Yang turned his eyes slightly and sighed softly, "Forget it, I'd better invite my mother-in-law to go with me. Firstly, I want to relax with her old man, and secondly, Brother Jun'er will not Misunderstand."

After finishing speaking, Gao Yang paced out of the bedroom, and went to ask Mrs. Lu to visit Huichang Temple.

(End of this chapter)