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Zhuanglin's sharp phoenix eyes stared at Zhuangbai until Zhuangbai wanted to blink uncontrollably. Then he squinted contentedly and looked away. "Well, since you have arranged the children of Zhuangfu properly, you can do the rest as you see fit." In this compartment, Zhuangbai and Zhuanglin stayed in the Great Buddha Temple and had a clear and elegant vegetarian meal. On the other side, the abbot of the Great Buddha Temple removed his finger from Fang Kun's wrist and shook his head with regret: "Almsgiver, there is no meridian in the world. His constitution is peculiar. It is not my Buddhist Yi Jin Sutra that can be cured. Amitabha." Fang Kun's lips are down, although the heart has been prepared, the way of heaven will never give themselves a loophole in the punishment world, but still can not help but lose some, "even Yi Jin Jing can not do it?" "No, the benefactor's meridians cannot be studied in any martial arts, including the Yi Jin Sutra of Buddhism." Mood straight down to the bottom of the valley, but must be adjusted immediately, so as not to vomit blood in front of outsiders unconscious and humiliated Fang Kun: "..." After barely maintaining a smile on his face and thanking the abbot, Fang Kun got up and left. It was not until the meditation room was quiet again that Abbot yuan Zhi added another cup of tea. When the fragrance of tea rose and the fragrance of tea overflowed, he said slowly, "Almsgiver, you can come out." After a brief silence, there was a light laugh in the corner of the room. Accompanied by a steady pace, a man in purple brocade robe with gold thread embroidered on his collar and cuffs walked slowly out from behind the screen. "Abbot yuan Zhi, Xiao Wang is polite here." Text 10. I just love the way you keep vomiting blood. （10） After the salute, the man walked and raised his head. But he had a blue agate jade silver crown on his head, a precious suet white jade on his waist, a jade crown on his face, long and thin eyes, smiling ink eyes, and a bearing far from being comparable to ordinary people. Your Highness, King Zhuang, please sit down. King Zhuang calmly sat in the middle of the futon and stopped the eunuch's poison test behind him. He took the teacup and drank it down. "Abbot, before your last trip, you refused Xiao Wang's proposal. I wonder if the result of this trip is the same as before?" Abbot yuan Zhi twirled the beads in his hand and whispered the name of the Buddha: "Of course.". Your Highness, King Zhuang, the meaning of the poor monk, as always. Nowadays, Taoism is prevalent in Dazhou. Because of the sages, Taoism has suppressed Buddhism. More than 20 years under the body Is the abbot really going to give up the chance to turn over a new leaf for Buddhism? Abbot yuan Zhi smiled and said nothing. As long as the abbot helps me to ascend the throne, Xiao Wang promises that he will make Buddhism prevail in Dazhou, promote Buddhist morality, promote the spirit of Buddhism and Taoism, rebuild the golden body of Buddha in major Buddhist temples in the name of the abbot, and rebuild the incomplete scriptures in the cabinet, which is not a merit for the world. A few words, with demagogic piety, coupled with his noble spirit and dignity, add a bit of heart-breaking rendering power. Unmoved, Abbot yuan Zhi shook his head calmly and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, King Zhuang. I'm afraid I'll fail to live up to His Highness's good intentions." A touch of doubt quickly slipped through King Zhuang's eyes. Although he did not know why the abbot, who had already loosened his tone before the last trip, did not enter the oil and salt this time, Carrara Marble Slab ,Calacatta Nano Glass, he did not say much after all. After persuading and persuading again, he gracefully stood up and said goodbye. "In that case, Xiao Wang will come to visit again next time." "Visitors are welcome at the Great Buddha Temple at any time, Amitabha." King Zhuang solemnly performed a Buddhist ceremony to him and then turned to leave. When the room returned to silence, Abbot yuan Zhi raised his eyes again. The faces of Zhuangbai, Fangkun and Zhuangwang slipped quickly before his eyes and finally turned into a sigh: "It's a pity that the world is impermanent." When King Zhuang walked out of the temple, his doubts had not completely subsided, but no matter how he thought about it, he did not get the result, and finally he could only attribute it to the reserve of the eminent monk. Just then, an ordinary-looking man hurried up and whispered a few words to his side, which made his eyes colorful. Staring, I want to confirm his thoughts on Fang Kun. "No!" After waiting for the man to leave, Zhuang Wang could not help smiling on his lips and murmuring interestingly: "Zhuang Bai and Fang Kun?"? If I can use Fang Kun to hang Zhuangbai, it will be an unexpected pleasure for me. ” Who would have thought that a casual return of grace three years ago would harvest such talents for himself?! Fang Kun, stratagem, talent, character, official career everything is not bad, only the body is poor, even yuan Zhi abbot can not. Now, he has aroused the interest of the new young player Zhuang Bai, and he is really his lucky star. If you can get ZhuangBai's refuge, let Fang Kun hang him, what's the harm?! When noon gradually passed, the heat turned cool, ZhuangBai this with ZhuangLin and a line of people set off, go home. When Zhuangbai came, he lacked interest, and when he returned, Zhuangbai was in high spirits. The corners of his eyes, the tips of his eyebrows, his words and deeds, all of them are interpreting his love. Perhaps he was too successful today, perhaps he laughed too much, even God could not see him too proud, so Chuang Bai on his way home, from the chat of four women, he was shocked to hear a thunderbolt, so that his mood plummeted to the bottom. The gossip between women is always more creative than what Zhuang Bai sent out to inquire about, and more sourced than what Butterfly Master picked up. As a result, Chuang Bai learned a lot about the gossip he had missed in recent years in the chatter of the four women. For example, the concubine of an official's family killed his wife a while ago and straightened herself up, and now the ladies in the Kyoto circle are ashamed to associate with him; For example, now in the calm circle of Kyoto, in addition to some neutral officials and the old emperor party, most of the officials are involved in the team, the original three princes under the power, is now almost divided up by the remaining three adult princes; For example, the third prince who died early more than two years ago, his only son. The only son? Does the third prince have a son? Zhuang Bai opened his eyes wide and raised his heart with a thump. He must have heard it wrong. He thought he heard them making her laugh. Three princes in the trajectory of the previous life, his son is not well known, and even the final discovery of the new emperor, is only his guess, but even so,Marble Projects, it is not well known. So where did his son come from now. My expression is enough for me to make several emojis, cover my face and laugh wildly. [Blue Thin, Mushroom.] 。 forustone.com