I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

It doesn't look like there are five or six years of life left.

Sun Wukong wondered for a moment, after Cui Jue changed the life and death book for him, Li Shimin should have lived for 33 years in Zhenguan.

According to the state, could it be lying down...

For a king like Li Shimin, rather than lying down and living paralyzed, it would be better to die...

For this reason, Sun Wukong specially recruited the City God to check Li Shimin's life expectancy. As a result, the City God had no right to see the emperor's life and death.

Not only emperors, but even princes and nobles.

Monkey King can only go to the underworld to check.

Ji Kang and Zhou Qi were not there, and none of the judges below could investigate Li Shimin.

In the end, he had to go to King Qin Guang again to find out.

As a result, it was written in the book of life and death that Li Shimin was 57 years old.

This is strange, now Li Shimin is 55, 57 is two years later, why did it change again?

After Sun Wukong asked King Qin Guang again, he realized that Cui Jue and his gang turned themselves in!

He himself was sentenced to 50 years in prison and given a warning...

And Li Shimin... It stands to reason that the extra ten years of life should be deducted.

As a result, Li Shimin has grown older over the years and let go of his knots, and his mentality will improve.

Moreover, in the year of Zhenguan, the fortunes of the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Land were flourishing, and the Heavenly Dao automatically rewarded him and adjusted his lifespan.

At the end of the day, there are still two years left.

"It seems that Cui Jue is also from the West." Through this incident, Monkey King saw through Cui Jue's identity.

King Qin Guang smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if it's true or not, it's just a judge."

For him, there are only three or four judges who are similar to Cui Jue.

Cui Jue could be replaced at any time. A fourth-rank official judge would not have much influence on the current situation in the underworld.

If it wasn't for the catastrophe of Journey to the West, Cui Jue wouldn't be able to change the book of life and death at all.

Li Shimin's matter is completely over.

Monkey King returned to Yangjian only to hear that Li Shimin had recruited Master Sanzang into the palace again.

This time it's not a practice, but a comfort.

Last time Tang Seng messed up the ritual, which made Li Shimin almost die.

The old monk went back to Huasheng Temple and kept trembling, for fear that Emperor Taizong would die because of it.

Killing the king of a country is a serious crime.

Now that Li Shimin had gotten rid of Li Jiancheng's entanglement, he called the old monk to appease him.

"Amitabha! The poor monk is ashamed of your Majesty!" Coming out of the Daming Palace, the old monk looked up to the sky and sighed.

He has not been idle for the past few days, carefully looking for his omissions.

It turned out that the problem was missing scriptures.

At that time, the monkey told him that it was normal for heaven and earth to be short, but now that I think about it carefully, what kind of normal is this?

The most direct purpose of Taizong asking him to go to the Western Paradise to learn scriptures back then was not that Taizong's soul returned to the underworld, and was haunted by evil spirits, so he was asked to go to learn scriptures and come back to save the dead souls.

As a result, the scriptures were retrieved, but the fart-extending effect was not there, and it was a disservice.

What the hell is this?

A white run?

14 full years!

Is it so wasted?

Who prevented him from obtaining the scriptures?

And who doesn't want Datang to escape?

The old monk didn't dare to think about it.

Now he can't wait to fly back to Daleiyin Temple immediately and ask for the missing part.

It's a pity that the old monk didn't find out until now.

Although he has become a Buddha.

But he doesn't know any spells, he doesn't even know how to fly, he can't fly to Daleiyin Temple at all!

"Ami... Tuo... Alas!" Tang Seng shook his head and left Daming Palace.

In the afternoon of the same day, a decree came out from the palace to expand Hongfu Temple.

As a place for Tang monks to translate scriptures.

After listening to the imperial decree, Tang Seng was in tears for a while, and said, "The poor monk is ashamed of your majesty!"

The imperial decree came out, and the Ministry of Industry immediately prepared the materials.

Li Shimin also only issued an imperial decree and did not specify a deadline. In the end, Prince Li Zhi was fully responsible for this matter.

Li Zhi talked with the Ministry of Industry, take your time, don't worry.

It's perfectly fine to get it up and running before spring begins.

It is already November, and Chang'an City has already entered frost.

The weather this year is colder than usual.

There is no way to do any civil works in winter.

Of course, winter can not be idle, mainly design work.

People from the Ministry of Industry invited Tang Seng to co-chair the design work for the expansion of Hongfu Temple.

Tang Seng rested for three days before going out to meet people, and made up his mind to do a good job in translating scriptures.

Even if it is not possible to save the wronged souls, it is necessary to save the world and persuade people to do good, so as to repay the kindness of Emperor Taizong.

Li Shimin doesn't worship Buddhism, he just doesn't want Tang Seng to leave Chang'an, find him something to do, save him from traveling all day.

A closed Tang Seng is more beneficial to the country!

While Tang Seng was designing the temple, Monkey King was busy teaching Li Zhi Gongfa.

The eighth set of radio gymnastics...

As for why it is the eighth set...

Sun Wukong only knows the eighth set!

Li Zhi is full of energy to study, and he has to practice for half an hour every day.

According to him, since he practiced the eighth set of radio gymnastics, his body has become much refreshed and he feels more energetic.

I have practiced for a month, and I am sure there are no side effects.

Li Zhi ran to find Li Shimin again, and wanted to pass this exercise on to his father.

In fact, Li Zhi's every move is under the supervision of Li Shimin.

He had known for a long time that Monkey King had passed on Li Zhi's eighth set of radio gymnastics.

So I secretly sent someone to follow suit.

A month has passed, and the people who have learned the exercises have nothing to do with air, and the most important thing is that there is no special effect.

It's just an ordinary thing for physical fitness.

Li Shimin asked the people from the imperial hospital to ask, and the imperial doctors made a final study and gave a unified answer.

"This eighth set of radio gymnastics should be a set of fitness exercises similar to Wu Qinxi!"

As soon as Li Zhi came today, Li Shimin knew why he came.

Smiling, he followed his son out of the imperial study and started practicing on the square.

"One two three four! Two two three four! Three two three four!" Li Zhi shouted the beat while jumping.

"Father's understanding is really good! It took me several days to learn these movements, but Father actually memorized them all at once!" Li Zhi looked at his father in surprise, and he learned it so quickly.

He didn't know that Li Shimin had watched others practice for a month, so it would be okay.

"Hey! Not to mention, this eighth set of radio gymnastics really has the effect of stretching the muscles and bones." After finishing the set of gymnastics, Li Shimin wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled.

"Father, this is an exercise designed by Daoist Perak himself. Naturally, it is magical and useless." Li Zhi was convinced, and felt that this gymnastics was unpredictable...

"Father, my son thinks that this exercise should be promoted in the palace. Look at those princes and grandchildren, all listless and sick, let them all practice this gymnastics!" Li Zhi suggested road.

"Hehe! You can handle this matter yourself." Li Shimin said with a smile.

He has now let Li Zhi supervise the country, and he doesn't care much about small things except for big things.

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 1267? Talent===

Chapter 1267 Talents

When Li Zhi decided to promote the eighth set of radio gymnastics, it was already the seventh day after he met Li Shimin.

In the past few days, Li Zhi has taught another [-] apprentices. This is considered preparation work, otherwise it would not be possible to promote it.

After the preparations were completed, Li Zhi issued the prince's decree.

Let all the princes and grandchildren in Chang'an City have to practice the eighth set of radio gymnastics for at least half an hour every day...

"Hehe! I didn't expect radio gymnastics to spread in this world." Monkey King was quite pleased with Li Zhi's move.

His original intention was to let Li Zhi live a few more years, but he didn't expect Li Zhi to practice with the entire royal family.

The royal family has started to practice, and it is not a secret. It is conceivable that the common people will learn it in the future.

Even if there is no unified training, the eighth set of radio gymnastics is still a good way for ordinary people to exercise.

……

The days gradually calmed down.

In mid-November, it snowed heavily.

It snowed heavily for three days.

On the fourth day, after the snow had passed, Li Zhi came to look for Monkey King again.

The days after snow are perfect for hunting.

Since Li Zhi practiced radio gymnastics, his health has indeed improved a lot.

Under the exuberant vitality, it is natural to find a place to vent.

Li Shimin is still there, Wu Meiniang is still confined in the inner palace, and hunting with Monkey King has become the best choice.

"I can't go today." Sun Wukong shook his head and rejected Li Zhi's invitation.

"What's the matter, sir?" Li Zhi asked curiously.

A Taoist priest with no relatives or friends in Chang'an should retreat?

"A friend opened a business, and today is the opening time, and Pindao agreed to go to support it." Sun Wukong laughed.

It turns out that today is the opening day of the casino that Xiao Qi and Sun Guo tossed about.

"Oh? The Taoist priest has friends who make a living in Chang'an?" Li Zhi asked curiously.

"It's the son of Grand Master Sun. I have some contacts with their family." Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"Oh. It's that Sun Guo, right? He's not... ahem." Li Zhi had obviously heard of Sun Guo's silly name.

It's really good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles.

"The prince might have misunderstood. Although this kid is not smart, he is not too stupid. And he has some talent in numbers." Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"I want to follow along, okay?"

Li Zhi became interested, since he was going out of the city to hunt today anyway, since he was not going hunting, why not join in the fun.