In the early morning, Liu Xia opened her eyes slightly.
He was currently sitting cross-legged on a bed made of wonton wood, which was covered with exquisitely embroidered Yunxi gauze as a bedding.
The Song family is indeed a wealthy family, and the random furnishings in the room are of great origin and are also extremely elegant.
A competition last night made Liu Xia feel his own shortcomings and gaps.
Of course, compared with Song Yuanshan, Liu Xia is not inferior at all. After all, he is only seventeen years old. Most people at this age are just masters who have just stepped into the martial arts or spiritual master field.[
But now Liu Xia is only one step away from becoming a master.
After getting off the bed, there were two beautiful maids waiting on Liu Xia to wash and change clothes.
As a prince, Liu Xia was used to this kind of corrupt life, so naturally he didn't think anything of it.
As soon as I finished washing, I heard someone outside the door shouting: "My humble minister Song Yuanshan, please see the prince."
"Come in."
Liu Xia shouted.
At this time, Song Yuanshan entered the room, but today, his face was slightly pale, probably because he had not recovered from his injury.
"Oh, Prince Song, if you don't heal your wounds today, why did you come here so early? What? You still want to discuss with me?"
Liu Xia asked curiously.
"Don't dare, don't you, Your Majesty, please stop teasing me. I am following my father's orders to accompany you around today. My father needs to deal with some family matters today, so I can't accompany you."
Song Yuanshan smiled hurriedly.
"That's fine. I've always heard about the reputation of this safe city, so I happened to go out for a walk. But, where are my friends?"
Liu Xia asked.
"They're all in the front yard."
"Let's go and call them."
After Liu Xia finished speaking, he led Song Yuanshan towards the front.
Dabao had obviously gotten up early. When he saw Liu Xia, he shouted: "Look at this house, and then look at your palace. It is nothing more than a doghouse."
"Let me go, do you still have any moral integrity?"
Liu Xia said disdainfully.[
"Oh, I didn't see Brother Song here. Amitabha, I'm disrespectful."
Dabao hurriedly put his hands together, pretending to be a virtuous monk.
Song Yuanshan was dumbfounded. He was born into an aristocratic family and was taught that there was an order of hierarchy and distinction between elder and younger. Seeing Dabao and Liu Xia talking like this was beyond his expectation.
"Prince Song, there is no need to be restrained. I am an easy-going person."
When Liu Xia saw Song Yuanshan's appearance, he put his arm around his shoulder and said.
Song Yuanshan broke into a cold sweat and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes."
"Brother, why do you have to go out so early?"
At this time, Caiwei stood indoors and shouted.
When Song Yuanshan saw Caiwei, his eyes lit up.
Today, Caiwei is wearing a silver-gray short top, neat and cute, and her long fiery red hair is particularly eye-catching.
Song Yuanshan guessed that the relationship between this girl and Liu Xia was not as simple as a senior brother and a junior sister.
"Yeah, hurry up and pack up, let's go shopping."
Liu Xia smiled.
"Okay, wait a minute, I'll call Sister Wenxin."
Immediately, Caiwei disappeared from her household registration.
In a moment, Caiwei and Yao Wenxin came out of the gate together.
Song Yuanshan was stunned when he saw Yao Wenxin.
I thought to myself: "There is such a beautiful woman in the world."
Yao Wenxin walked up to Liu Xia and looked at Liu Xia with such passionate eyes that Song Yuanshan understood that this woman must be Liu Xia's concubine.
"This is Crown Prince Song. He will accompany us to go out for fun today."
Liu Xia smiled.
"I've met Mr. Song."[
Caiwei said as she cupped her fists.
Yao Wenxin made a Wanfu blessing.
"You two are welcome."
Song Yuanshan hurriedly clasped his fists and smiled.
"Brother Song, where will you take us to play today?"
Dabao asked.
"There are eight safe sights in Ping'an City. In this season, Ping'an Hu, located in the west of the city, has the best scenery, and you can also taste Ping'an City's special cuisine there. I will take you there. What do you think, Your Majesty?"
Song Yuanshan laughed hurriedly.
"You are the host, you have the final say. Then go there, just don't bring so many guards to disturb the people. Let's go out in casual clothes and have fun."
Liu Xia held Yao Wenxin's hand and said.
"Okay, everything will be obeyed by the prince."
After Song Yuanshan finished speaking, he went to make arrangements.
After a while, Liu Xia took Liu Liansheng and two disguised imperial guards, and Song Yuanshan took two guards and went out in a carriage.
After walking on the road for about half an hour, we arrived at Ping'an Lake.
Ping'an Lake is an inner-city lake with beautiful scenery. When you get off the bus here, you will see colorful lakes and mountains.
At this moment, the place is full of tourists and very lively.
After coming out of Qiu County, seeing such a peaceful scene really made people feel like they were human again.
Along the way, Song Yuanshan, the tour guide, was very responsible and explained the scenery and allusions here in great detail.
Everyone was eating, drinking, and having fun.
At noon, when Liu Xia and the others had finished their meal and were preparing to drink tea, they suddenly heard a melodious sound of bells.
"Mr. Song, is this the bell of Fulong Temple?"
Liu Xia asked curiously.
"The prince is indeed very knowledgeable. He actually knows about Fulong Temple."
Song Yuanshan hurriedly complimented.
"It's not that profound. I heard the legend of Fulong Temple when I met Yunzong."
"legend?"
Caiwei asked curiously.
"Dabao should know, tell him."
Liu Xia said.
"The poor monk naturally knows this allusion. According to legend, back then, Ping'an was surrounded by a deserted lake. There was an evil dragon entrenched in Ping'an Lake. It happened that the eminent monk Minghui Zen Master was passing by this place. When he saw the dragon causing trouble and harming the people around him, he
I am preparing to recapture this giant dragon here. But, this
This giant dragon is a five-thousand-year-old mythical beast. It is so advanced that there are few opponents in the world. Zen Master Huiming fought with the evil dragon for seven days and seven nights, and the evil dragon was defeated miserably. Zen Master Huiming was compassionate and did not
To kill this evil dragon, I just asked him, as a divine beast, you should benefit the common people, why do you want to bring trouble to the world?"
"The evil dragon said: I am a divine beast, and mortals should surrender under my feet. What responsibility do I have to benefit this world? Either you kill me, or I kill everyone here."
"After hearing this, Zen Master Huiming just smiled indifferently, so he built a temple here and guarded the evil dragon day and night. In the end, the evil dragon could bear it, but it couldn't defeat Huiming, so he lied to Zen Master Huiming and said,
If you want me to benefit the common people, I will cut off my arms. Then I will listen to you."
"This evil dragon has clearly deceived Zen Master Huiming."
Caiwei said.
"Yes, but Zen Master Huiming broke off his arms without saying a word. At that time, the evil dragon saw that Huiming was no match for him, so he made a sneak attack. Huiming was seriously injured, and when he was dying, the evil dragon said disdainfully
, look, how can you save the common people now?"
"Cen Master Huiming just smiled calmly and said, if killing me makes you feel happy, then do it. As the saying goes, if I am not as good as hell, who will go to hell? I thought you still had a little kindness in your heart, so I didn't kill you.
, if it happens once, I still won’t kill you.”
"When the evil dragon heard this, he finally did not take action. Then, he practiced here day and night with Zen Master Huiming, and finally converted to Buddhism and became another famous monk in the history of Dragon Soul, with the name Jue Yuan."
Dabao finished speaking in one breath, and Caiwei was dumbfounded.
Master Jue Yuan's reputation is probably unknown to every Onmyoji in the entire Dragon Soul Continent.
It was he who pioneered the elixir fusion method, and the profession of elixir refining was established from then on. Speaking of which, he can be regarded as the originator of the elixir school Onmyoji.
"Senior Brother, you and I are both onmyojis. When we get here, let's go to Fulong Temple to see it later, right?"
Caiwei said excitedly.
After all, Fulong is a place of pilgrimage for Onmyoji.
"Well, as a monk, how can I pass by such a famous temple without entering? I will go too."
"Okay, let's set off and our next stop will be Fulong Temple."
At that moment, Liu Xia drank the tea in one gulp and led everyone towards Fulong Temple excitedly.
Fulong Temple is the oldest temple in the Dragon Soul Continent. It has been baptized by wars and experienced many vicissitudes of life. It has seen almost every major event that happened in the Dragon Soul Continent.
When we arrived outside Fulong Temple, we saw people entering the temple to pray for blessings, rubbing shoulders with each other.
Caiwei was as excited as a child and ran right in.
Liu Xia followed the crowd, mixed in with the crowd, and entered the temple.
Although Fulong Temple is famous, it is not large in scale.
The buildings inside are not gorgeous, and most of the monks in the temple have very low cultivation. If it weren't for the plaque on Fulong Temple, no one would think of the history here.
Caiwei pulled Yao Wenxin to pray, and Dabao, as a monk, naturally had to chant sutras and worship Buddha here.
"Liansheng, please donate this money to the temple."
Liu Xia took out the silver and handed it to Liu Liansheng. It was not much, about five hundred taels, which was considered as sesame oil money.
Liu Xia actually didn't believe in these myths about gods and Buddhas, but he just couldn't stand Dabao, a lewd monk, nagging him day and night.
Recently, too many people have been killed.
Song Yuanshan accompanied Liu Xia to wander around the temple, and before he knew it, he arrived at the backyard of the temple.
At this time, a guard next to Song Yuanshan came in a hurry and didn't know what he said to him. Song Yuanshan clasped his fists and smiled and said: "Your Majesty, please take a stroll here. I remembered that I want to light a lantern for my mother here. There are some days when I don't have time to do it."
Come, I’m going to see the abbot here.”
"Haha, then go ahead and don't worry about me."
After Liu Xia finished speaking, Song Yuanshan left with his people.
This temple is not a sect, so there is no one on duty. The backyard is very clean and there are not many people.
When I walked out of the backyard gate, I saw a piece of vegetables that were growing very pleasing to the eye. There was an old monk who was pulling up his trouser legs and hunched over to weed the fields.
The old monk looked very old. His long eyebrows had drooped to his chin. His arms were skinny and boney, and he looked extremely thin.
However, his complexion was very rosy, he looked kind-hearted, and he was very approachable.
At this moment, the old monk was out of breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and stood up with his hands on his hips.
After resting for a while, I stepped on a pumpkin with a diameter of half a meter from the ground, picked it up with difficulty, and seemed to be carrying it back to the temple.
"Let me do it."
Liu Xia saw that it was difficult for him to walk, so he hurriedly walked over and said.