Male Supporting Strategy [Quick Transmigration]

In order to think about the weakness of Pingdong County Hou Wu Chuang, Zhao Bai simply took a pile of paper and ink from the warehouse, and stayed in the room behind closed doors.Fortunately, the original owner was weak, except for Zhao's mother and Zhao's father's worried words, no one felt suspicious.As for Ning Zhi, Zhao Bai had already greeted him when he left the second prince's mansion after dinner that day, and he was also relieved after he came to visit the day before to confirm that Zhao Bai was really fine.

Zhao Bai was locked in the house for ten days, food and water were delivered to the house by servants, and he never stepped out of the house.

After ten days, there were three stacks of waste papers in front of Zhao Bai's desk, and each stack was about as high as half a window.Because the hair style in ancient times was difficult to comb, Zhao Bai simply let it all down, regardless of his appearance.

In the past ten days, Zhao Bai arranged all the information he saw in the original story line about Wu Chuang, Hou Wu of Pingdong County, and screened out or available information one by one, but there were very few.

Among them, Wu Chuang, who is most likely to be his fate, is a military commander, but he is extremely cautious. He cannot listen to other people's different political opinions, let alone see that others have higher prestige and status than himself. This is why he is so merciless towards the Zhao family. The reason.

However, as fatal as this sounds, it is not.This is a time of peace and prosperity, with different political views, no matter how fierce the quarrel is, it is nothing more than a court debating the verdict of a group of ministers, and there is no more quarrel.In the eyes of the emperor, these disputes will instead become an expression of hard work for the country, and there is no big mistake.

What's more, Wu Chuang, the Marquis of Pingdong County, has made great military exploits. Among the ministers, only the Zhao family's hundred-year-old Xiangfu can overwhelm him.Externally, Wu Chuang only listened to the emperor's order, and did not get involved with any small group. Internally, even though he joined the Ning'an Party, there was little obvious movement, and there was really no big problem.

Although Zhao Bai closed the door for ten days, he couldn't draw a suitable strategy.

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On No. 11, Zhao Bai was resting his head, looking at the paper full of papers in front of him, and worried. Suddenly, the door of the room was pushed open with a creak, and without raising his head, Zhao Bai simply said: "Whether it's tea, noodles, or fruit, you can't answer it." If you really have nothing to do, you can go to the warehouse and fetch another stack of paper for me."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Bai was picked up from the armchair like someone was carrying a chick, and the ink-stained pen fell down with a thud, staining a large black spot, and the original handwriting was instantly covered in ink. Group devoured.When he was carried to the outer room, the man did not forget to wrap a summer cloak for Zhao Bai.

Zhao Bai was about to have a fit, but when he turned around, he saw Ning Zhi's face that said he was not tired of it, whether he was happy or not: "What are you doing here?"

Ning Zhi frowned, and replied: "I thought you would close the door for at most three days, but I didn't want you to be so ruthless. Your health is not good, and ten days without sunlight is the limit. Let's put things aside today and follow me." Go out for a walk."

After all, he wanted to carry Zhao Bai out like a child, but thanks to Zhao Bai's quick admission and submission, he was able to walk upright and save his face in the mansion.

Ningzhi brought Zhao Bai to the Huguo Temple on the top of the mountain in the suburbs.The mountain is not high, and the top of the mountain can be seen from a distance at the foot of the mountain. In the misty morning mist, the majestic figure of Dahuguo Temple is looming, as if the Buddhist realm in the west is moving east into Jinling.

At that time, the emperor was advocating Buddhism. It is not a lie to say that there is a Buddhist temple ten miles away in Jinling City, and that there is a large temple fifty miles away.

Today happened to be the opening day of the Huguo Temple on every seventh day. On the mountain road, silk sedan chairs and ornately decorated carriages followed one another, forming a long red gold dragon.On the other side of the hiking ladder, pedestrians rub shoulders against each other, and they have to be careful not to be squeezed down every step they take.Because of Zhao Bai's frail body, the two of them were trapped in the middle of the red gold dragon, unable to advance or retreat.

Lifting the curtain to see the dilemma between the two of them, Zhao Bai rolled his eyes at Ning Zhi angrily, and asked, "Why do you want to come to this mountain temple all of a sudden?" His tone was calm, and he didn't really get angry.

Ning Zhi has never been a Buddhist believer, he only knew that there was a lively Huguo Temple here, but he didn't know how grand it was, and now he felt quite guilty, and replied: "After going back to the lake, I heard that you didn't It has been comfortable for a few days, so I thought it might be better to go to a different place, and I never thought I would run into this trouble."

The last trip to the lake was probably because I accompanied Wu Qingwan to blow the wind from the lake for a while, and it was freezing. Zhao Bai developed a low-grade fever as soon as he returned to the mansion, which could not subside for several days.It was at that time that Zhao Bai really realized how weak this body was, and he didn't dare to mess around with every move. This time he didn't go out for ten days because of his impatience.

"If you're tired of waiting, we'll abandon the carriage and I'll carry you down the mountain." Lifting up the curtain and glancing back and forth, Ning Zhi looked at Zhao Bai and said seriously. If Zhao Bai nodded, he immediately carried it on his back. The meaning of Zhao Bai going down the mountain.

These words made Zhao Bai's eyes flicker, and he didn't dare to look at each other.It is clear that he has done everything in the last world, and when we meet again at this time, a simple "back down the mountain" makes Zhao Bai feel ashamed.

The carriage moved step by step and stopped, and approached the Huguo Temple on the top of the mountain at the speed of a tortoise. At this moment, the distance happened to be able to smell the lingering sandalwood fragrance around the temple. It is very refreshing and pleasant to smell.

In the interstellar era where Zhao Bai originally lived, people have long lost the so-called beliefs, and only believe in themselves and absolute power. Religion can only be seen in history classes about the era of separation of planets.Therefore, for Zhao Bai, this trip was like visiting a museum, which aroused Zhao Bai's interest.

Shaking his head, Zhao Bai said gently, "Since you're here, let's take a look before leaving."

Nodding along Zhao Bai's will, Ning Zhi was just about to put down the curtain when a middle-aged man with a whisk, a small beard, and dressed as a Taoist rushed down from the gap in the mountain road next to him, cursing and talking nonsense, Sandwiched dialect tone, not very clear.

An old woman's face peeped out from the window of the sedan chair in front of the two, Xu was also bored on the mountain road and wanted to have some fun, so he greeted the Taoist and asked with a kind smile, "Why is the old Taoist so flustered. "

The Taoist was probably short of breath and lacked a place to pour it out. When the old woman asked, she vomited it all up like beans poured out of a bamboo tube.

It turned out that this Taoist was so obsessed with his practice, he suddenly wanted to study a Taoism that combines Buddhism and Taoism, so he waited until the opening of the Huguo Temple today, and rushed here at dawn, forgetting about the ladder, and ran away The mountain road ran up.I don't want to, I finally ran to the mountain gate, but was stopped by the monk of Huguo Temple, who refused to let him in, saying that Buddhism and Taoism were incompatible, fearing that he would offend the Buddha.

This made the Dao angry, but this is his territory, and he had no choice but to wander for a long time with nowhere to go, holding his breath and coming down the mountain.

Hearing these words, Zhao Bai suddenly had a thought, leaned over and pressed Ning Zhi's hand, and signaled him not to put down the curtain with his eyes.Ning Zhi glanced at him, her breathing was slightly out of tune, and she turned her head away calmly to cover up her gaffe.

Hearing the ins and outs, the old woman giggled and commented: "This is your fault, old Taoist. Buddhism and Taoism are two different schools. If you go up early in the morning wearing a Taoist uniform, others will think that you are seeking the Dharma. Think of you as looking for trouble!"

The Taoist waved his hand, his mustache trembled, and sighed: "The dispute between Taoist schools really misleads people. According to me, it's better for the world to be one, regardless of yours and mine. That's great." Taking a few breaths, the Taoist He also said: "The most hateful thing is a monk. He is well-born and good-looking. He is in his early thirties. He has a statue of Buddha. He is even more like a breeze in the moonlight. But his temper is very strange. When I saw the old man, I changed my face and shut it with a bang." When I entered the gate of the temple, I almost hit the old Daoist on my nose!"

The old Taoist was originally complaining, but unexpectedly the old woman laughed back when she heard this, and said with a thud, "I actually know the person you mentioned. He is from the east of Dazhou. I heard that there was a disaster at home ten years ago. Well, this is the only one left in the whole family, who came to Jinling to become a monk without saying a word, so it's okay to have a weird temper."

"That's an old man, I hit the fire." Saying this, he swung the whisk, said hello to the woman, and walked down the mountain swaying along the road.

When the Taoist passed by the carriage, Ning Zhi let go of his hand at the right time, and the hanging curtain covered the figures of the two people in the carriage.Zhao Bai had already returned to his seat, because of the farce just now, he quickly wove a game in his mind, and he only needed to confirm one more thing before he could implement it.

Ning Zhi sat on the side, listened to the whole process, and saw that Zhao Bai had some thoughts, turned his head and asked, "Do you want to go back directly?"

Slowly shaking his head like an old pendulum, Zhao Bai said softly, "No, I have to go up and have a look."

The temples in Jinling City are like a forest, and the Huguo Temple is worthy of being a hand-picked temple.As soon as Fang entered the main hall, the three giant Buddhas came together, and the Buddha's voice kept ringing in his ears, almost subconsciously, Zhao Bai wanted to kneel down, but fortunately, his mental will was stronger than ordinary people, so he didn't lose his composure in public.

The statue of the Buddha was solemn, Zhao Bai respectfully exited the hall after three prostrations, but he did not make a wish.No matter how he feels about the lack of faith in the interstellar era, Zhao Bai is also a person who has grown up with the ideology of the interstellar era. He respects the Buddha, but does not place his wishes on the Buddha, and only trusts the reality created by himself with his hands and brain.

After coming out of the hall, Ning Zhi accompanied Zhao Bai to walk around, accompanied by the Buddha's voice of sandalwood, enjoying the scenery on the top of the mountain, it was not in vain to wait on the mountain road for so long.

When passing the small stream next to the forest, the two caught a glimpse of a monk standing alone on the outskirts of the forest, staring at a sycamore tree in front of him. Clearly, it seems out of place.

Duanfang is good-looking, in his early thirties, and has a statue of Buddha.This person should be the monk that the old Taoist and the old woman said, they said that this person is like the wind and the moon, although the cold and soft objects, it is better to say that he has the appearance of frost and snow, which is terribly cold.

His eyes swept back and forth between the monk and Wutong, a smile formed on the corner of Zhao Bai's mouth, the real life gate of Wu Chuang, Marquis of Pingdong County, was close at hand.