The wooden box placed on the table was opened, and everyone else craned their necks to look over, only to see two exquisite small clocks placed inside.

"This is the Buddhist bell in front of the Hanshan Temple Buddhist Hall!"

Zheng Xian was the first to speak.

"This bell receives the Buddha's sound every day and contains the Buddha's energy. It is very precious. My father once donated one tael of gold to Hanshan Temple to get one. These are two!"

"It's the Buddhist bell from Hanshan Temple, and there's an inscription on it."

Another person agreed and marveled again and again, this is really a big deal.

Today's saints despise Taoism and emphasize Buddhism. They even visited Hanshan Temple in person, and privately called Hanshan Temple the national temple.

This also greatly enhances the status of Gaohan Mountain Temple and makes it popular among people.

Zheng Xian was about to say something else, but suddenly stopped.

Send a clock?

Ending?

He suddenly realized that this was a homophone again!

There are so many homophones today.

He turned to look at the others, who were all silent. Everyone looked at Guan Ning with complicated eyes.

The originally lively scene immediately became extremely silent!

Obviously they are not fools and they all understand what this means?

What is the end?

It refers to conducting funerals.

This metaphor is too cruel!

This gift is too cruel!

Bells can only beg, but cannot be given. This is a taboo that everyone understands.

This prince is so bold that no one can surpass him!

Therefore, their vision is complicated.

A huge wave of resentment surged into his body, and Guan Ning felt extremely strong.

This came from Deng Mingzhi. With the support of this resentment, Guan Ning felt that he had become significantly stronger.

Because the resentment is too heavy!

Immediately afterwards, there was another wave of resentment, which came from Deng Qiu!

Even with his temperament, he couldn't hold it back at this moment.

Send the bell, send the end.

This is cursing him to death!

Deng Mingzhi's eyes were red, his face turned pale, and his body was trembling. This was a sign of extreme anger...

"Guan Ning, you..."

He squeezed a few words through his teeth and was about to say something, but he fainted and fell to the ground...

"this……"

Guan Ning was stunned, why was he so angry?

In fact, it's still the same problem, and normally it would never be the case.

However, being angry can harm your body.

This is serious in Guanning.

He had been extremely angry because of Guan Ning before, but all these grievances were absorbed by Guan Ning and he fainted.

"Mingzhi?"

"Master Deng?"

"Master."

Deng Mingzhi suddenly fell to the ground, breaking the calm and causing others to panic immediately.

"Hurry and call Mr. Xun."

"Go quickly."

A good banquet turned into chaos. The Deng Mansion often kept a doctor, and after a while an old man came over.

"Is Mingzhi okay?"

"how's it going?"

Deng Qiu was also anxious. Deng Mingzhi was his eldest son and the son he valued most.

"Young master, this is extremely angry. If you lose your temper for a moment, you will wake up later."

The doctor said, making others surprised.

Angry.

He was so angry that he fainted.

People's eyes were focused on Guan Ning again, but Guan Ning didn't care at all and didn't even take a second look...

This guy!

So cruel!

"Help Mingzhi go back to his room and rest."

Deng Qiu asked his servants to take Deng Mingzhi away, then took a deep breath and faced Guan Ning. The anger in his eyes was not concealed at all, and he looked directly at Guan Ning.

Obviously under such a situation, it was difficult for the left minister of the Ministry of War to conceal his anger!

Then, Guan Ning smiled and said, "I wonder if Master Deng is satisfied with this gift?"

Everyone's faces were immediately filled with expressions of disbelief.

How can you even ask such a question?

Even the guards who followed Guan Ning were extremely surprised.

Prince, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?

He took a step forward without any trace of haste, assuming a protective posture.

He was really afraid that his son would be beaten.

"This is the Buddhist bell that I asked for in Hanshan Temple. It is genuine and fair."

Guan Ning said: "It is said that this clock is quite effective when hung at home. Mr. Deng can hang it in the bedroom, and maybe he will be promoted."

The eyes of others were slightly focused again.

Sending a bell means sending off the end.

When you say efficacious, do you mean dying early?

You actually continue to say that?

They were all shocked.

What is lawlessness? I finally saw it.

Guan Ning continued: "Why prepare two Buddhist bells?"

"The first one is for you, Mr. Deng, to congratulate you on your promotion, and the second one is for my best friend Mingyuan..."

"Tomorrow he will leave Beijing and be exiled to Weizhou. What if something happens during the long journey?"

Guan Ning said sincerely: "Besides, the environment in Weizhou is harsh and the conditions are difficult. I don't know what we will encounter in the past three years."

"Hey, I'm very worried!"

Guan Ning's expression was full of worry. If an uninformed person really thought that he and Deng Mingyuan had a deep friendship, they would be easily deceived.

But they all knew that what Guan Ning said was ironic and even full of hints.

What a long journey, what happened?

What kind of harsh environment and difficult conditions?

All of them are cursed to death!

This is really cruel!

"I hope this bell can accompany Mingyuan and express my feelings. Lord Deng must pass it on to him..."

"enough!"

Deng Qiu scolded him directly.
To be continued...