After rebelling against Yazi and finally abandoning it

Zhuang Bai walked around the room excitedly, saying as he walked, "That's right, if this can explain why the heroine died with the emperor for the prince's sake; She abused the heroine's body and heart, and gave the heroine's son the title of county king; why does the queen have to fight with an older concubine... So it is, so it is."

Zhuang Bai stood still, thought for a while, and said suddenly: "If this is the case, I can not only make the third prince and his son spit on his tablet, but I can also make the old emperor spit on his tablet, this is an absolute way of revenge. "Let you die and die uneasy, after death, the plan is ruined, the reputation is ruined, the only son blames you, the woman you love hates you... Oh, how in line with this world, the heaven loves him and abuses him. Way.

His face flushed with excitement, and he hooked his lips unruly: "Since we want to do it, let's do it with a big vote. Lord Die, use the fastest speed to collect the background and evidence, and let's go to the old sage. "

Stabbing it out would not only avenge the third prince and Yuanwei, but also piss off the old emperor. If it goes well, then his third wish will be fulfilled, and there is no need to go to great lengths to usurp the throne. It is really wise.

It would be even better if the third prince's son could be brought out and continue to be his godson, so that the third prince would die childless.

"Yoxi, Deling! Look at the power of my chief paparazzi, Butterfly."

Satisfied, Zhuang Bai shook his sleeves which were soaked by tea, full of satisfaction.

He said, how difficult can a fat man's wish be? !Don't you see this is almost finished.

Perhaps it was because the conversation with Zhuang Bai completely overturned Zhuang Lin's future plan for Zhuang Bai, or maybe it was really bored at home. The next day, Zhuang Lin brought three aunts with him, and his thin Duan Fang's son, went to the Great Buddha Temple to fulfill his wish, and thanked Buddha for blessing his son's safe return.

Of course, Zhuang Bai guessed in his heart that his mother might also want to ask for a marriage for him by the way.

The Great Buddha Temple is located on the outskirts of Kyoto, surrounded by mountains, with beautiful mountain scenery, green mountains and clear waters, pilgrims gather, and incense is flourishing.

This time, Zhuang Bo brought eight strong men and a group of servants who he trained three years ago to protect his mother and aunts.Although he doesn't have much hope for the Buddha in this ancient world, it doesn't matter if he pretends to be a filial son in front of Zhuang Lin.

Zhuang Bo respectfully knelt on the futon in the middle of the Buddha Hall, kowtowed reverently and lit three sticks of incense amidst the curling cigarette smoke, wishing that he would be able to successfully defeat the idiot who was challenged and earn a lot of money, Amitabha.

During the process of making a wish, Zhuang Bai's expectation of Zhuang Lin's came unexpectedly in his mind, and he couldn't help adding another sentence: If the Buddha can give me a relationship that lasts more than three months, I will definitely add it to the Great Buddha Temple. More than ten years of sesame oil money.

It was rare for him to carefully take the lottery holder, solemnly waved out a lottery, and came to the side hall to wait for the lottery to be released.

In the side hall, Mrs. Zhuang Lin was beaming with joy, sharing the joy with the three concubines, obviously her result of the lottery was good.

Zhuang Bo smiled and leaned over, "Mother, what's the result?"

"Of course it's what you want to do. Our Zhuang Mansion is really about to rise." Zhuang Lin clasped his hands together, and said the Buddha's name with a smile on his face.

Zhuang Bai nodded.With him around, the rise of the Zhuang Mansion is doomed.Looking at it this way, the interpretation of this signature is not wrong.Of course, the possibility of a blind cat meeting a dead mouse cannot be ruled out.

He played with the stick in his hand, smiled and listened to Zhuang Lin's praise for the efficacy of the Great Buddha Temple, he was tall and tall, and mixed with the women's team, he was a handsome young man, and he got a lot of shy glances from Huaichun women .

When it was Zhuang Bai's turn, the number of people in the side hall increased instead of decreasing.

The white-bearded and white-haired old monk took Zhuang Bai's lottery, gave him a benevolent look, and nodded his head mysteriously.

Zhuang Bai raised his eyebrows, and before he could ask anything, he saw the old monk bowed his head, and slowly read the signature: "There is no one to recruit for a few years of vacant seats, and today new flowers are young, and there is a destiny for thousands of miles, and we also meet in other lands and places." .This is the lottery, I wonder if the benefactor is asking for a marriage?"

Zhuang Bo: "..." He remembered that what he was looking for was career and money, but considering his later addition, it is not wrong to think about it.So he nodded silently, "It is indeed a marriage."

Zhuang Lin's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly moved forward, "Master, look, how is my son's marriage."

The old monk stroked his beard unfathomably, and said with a low smile: "Don't worry, don't worry, according to the old monk, the face of this little benefactor is really the appearance of Hongluan's heart. Although there have been many divergences in the past, there will be a meeting in the end." For those who live with a dead tree, it is spring, happy to form a marriage, congratulations."

Zhuang Lin's joy grew stronger, and she was so happy that she wanted to add the sesame oil money in person, leaving Zhuang Bai with a confused face, and confirmed again and again in disbelief: "Master, you should be talking about a peach blossom, did you mean Is it true marriage?"

The old monk took a meaningful look at Zhuang Bai's facial features, and said a few words of the Buddha's mantra in a spirited manner, "Buddha said: Don't say it, don't say it." The little monk replaced him, got up and left.

Zhuang Bo shouted again and again, but to no avail.Reluctantly, he coughed twice, raised the corners of his lips, and asked the little monk who had just sat down with his usual laziness and ruffianism: "The one just now is actually a liar, right?"

"Also please don't lie, the benefactor, the eminent monk just now is the abbot of our courtyard."

Zhuang Bai nodded, and walked out of the side hall at a leisurely pace.

Smiling, he listened to the beaming Zhuang Lin's praise of the effectiveness of the Great Buddha Temple, and watched with a smile that she took a group of female relatives to the back room to listen to Zen. When they all walked away, she put down the corners of her lips and sneered: " What kind of nonsense signing papers, I actually made a pious wish?! What a shame. Marriage, how is it possible?!"

Unless he has a hole in his head, he will take the initiative to step into the grave of marriage and find Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Erma to tie him up, scoff.

The spring breeze brings warmth, and the mountain road is winding.

Zhuang Bai was bathed in the warm breeze, sitting in the pavilion in the mountain, looking at the vast green ocean shrouded in mist, and eating the pastry boxes offered by the servants, feeling comfortable and peaceful.

In this situation, Zhuang Bai, after confirming that he has no poetic qualities, lazily leans against the stone table and sighs: Green mountains and steep mountains, pavilions and delicious food, living a happy life, nothing more than that.Of course, if you can add a touch of beauty to this scene, it will be more perfect.

Maybe today's spring breeze is too warm, maybe the green pines are too green, Zhuang Bai's fortune is really good today, just thinking about it here, getting what you want there.

In a trance, there seems to be a cool bamboo fragrance wafting in the wind.

What kind of refreshing cold fragrance is that?It is as mysterious as the sparse shadows with dark fragrance and full sleeves, as elegant as the fragrant orchids, and as natural as the incense burning in the quiet Buddhist temple. It is contradictory, cold and melancholy.

Zhuang Bai's heart skipped a beat, as if he had a feeling, he looked back.

The first thing that catches my eyes is a pair of bottomless dark eyes, and the irritability that is well hidden under the calm expression of the man.

His heart skipped a beat.The temples are cut like knives, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, and the eyes are like lacquer spots. He is obviously a noble and solemn gentleman, but he has an ascetic beauty that makes people want to take off his clothes.Under the pale and weak elegant mask, there is a rage and vitality that are completely out of date with his appearance.

Soft in appearance and strong in heart, with beautiful voice and appearance.

Zhuang Bai licked his lips thirsty: What a contradiction!Good duplicity!It suits his appetite!

When it comes to love, although he is habitual to see differences and change his mind, every time his heart beats, he devotes himself wholeheartedly.He devoted himself to and enjoyed the whole process of taking off their masks and dissecting their hearts.

As for the concept of love, he has his own unique insights.

In his view, falling in love is like reading a book.

Among the thousands of books, he came across a book that was very desirable and he couldn't read it all at once. The book was so palatable that he couldn't wait to hold it in the palm of his hand like a jewel, thinking about it day and night. You should read it at night by candlelight, and read it thoroughly, otherwise you will scratch your heart and scratch your lungs, and you will not be able to sleep at night.

But once he understands and understands it, he will quickly lose interest in it.It's as if college students on the plane of science and technology will no longer hold high school mathematics textbooks to study, no matter how deeply he once loved, he has lost interest in reading it.And this cycle usually does not exceed three months.

Of course, as a face controler, Zhuang Bai must admit that the premise of all his temptations must be that the other party's appearance can catch his eyes.Whether it is delicate, cold, or flirtatious, it must be able to arouse his seductive desire.

When you love, it is as hot as a flame, and when you retreat, it will not attract the slightest nostalgia from him.This is him, Dian Bai, the yuppie protector in the small world of the game.

But now, he seemed to smell the smell of love again, because his heart was moved.

Thanks to his powerful memory, he found the image of the man in front of him in his own memory. At that time, he only thought it was the fat and powdery air of kidney deficiency, but now he saw it as the arrogance and maverick of a scholar. The violence he felt at the time is now lively and cheerful in his eyes... The many shortcomings in his first impression are now automatically beautified into advantages in his eyes, no matter how he looks at him, he is pleasing to the eye.

He refused to admit that this was the sequelae of three years of being in the army and competing with Diaochan as a sow.Because, in his eyes, the man at this time is indeed a black stamen and white lotus that is independent from the world.

Zhuang Bai reflexively put on a signature lazy smile on his face, quietly watching the other person approach, and when he was about to pass by, the corners of his eyes twitched up. He picked out a bit of teasing and deep meaning: "This man, we seem to have met somewhere."