Dao Yan looked at Zhu Xi, who was in a bad spirit, and laughed very happy, "His Royal Highness, you are not very good!"
Zhu Xi watched this kind of old monk, and couldn't hold back his heart.
"If His Royal Highness has no thoughts, would he lose his usual heart because of a poor monk?"
"you……"
Zhu Xi hated that he chopped him and cursed: "How can Buddhas have a disciple like you?"
"Amitabha!"
Dao Yan reads the Buddha's name, his face is kind and kind, and Zhu Xi is speechless.
For a long time, Zhu Xi couldn't help it first, and said:
"If it is Ding Ding today, the status of Chu Jun is not broken. Where is the Great of the King of Ben King?"
Dao Yan's eyes were brilliant instantly, and his eyes seemed to have a flame dancing, which was even more eye -catching than the candlelight in front of the Buddha.
King Yan, finally enthusiastic!
"wait!"
Dao Yanguang Zhanzhan: "Wait until the day of the time coming!"
He seemed very patient, but appeased Zhu Xi, "His Royal Highness has to be too anxious, and the opportunity will definitely come. What we have to do now is to be prepared at all times and prepare for the day when the opportunity is coming."
"..." Zhu Xi said silently, "Then what do you tell the king in advance?"
Suddenly, "How old are you this year?"
"After two years, it is the year of life."
Zhu Xi said: "It's almost fifty, and I can still live for a few years. I don't understand. What kind of energy do you still toss at this age?
Besides, you are still a monk! "
He is not a curse. In this era, it is reluctant to live for 50 or 60.
"The poor monks can live on the day when they change the day."
"..." Zhu Xi found that the old monk in front of him was a little unreasonable, and he couldn't even use common sense.
After a moment of sinking, I asked, "Then what are you doing, what are you for?"
"For the sake?" Dao Yan stayed and fell into a short -term confusion.
After a while, he slowly spoke: "The poor monk was born in a troubled world, and he sent a wish since he was a child to end this troubled world.
But when the heroes are all around, I am too young. When I am a success, the world is set, and I am unwilling to spend my life so inharging. "
There was almost crazy persistence in his eyes, "The poor monks ask themselves not inferior to Zhuge Kongming, Qingtian Liuji!"
Dao Yan looked at Zhu Xi with a scorching gaze, saying one by one, "Why don't the monks, just to show the ambitions in the chest and seize the world for His Highness!"
Zhu Xi was stunned. He did not expect that there were such people in the world, especially the other party was still the old monk nearly 50 years old.
Looking at Dao Yan with a calm face, he had to believe that there were such people who were afraid of the world.
He believed Dao Yan because Dao Yan was not necessary at all.
Take a step back 10,000 steps, even if his true monarch is in the world and seize the throne, what can Dao Yan get?
People who are almost fifty. When they get on the throne, even if Dao Yan is still alive, it becomes a bad old man.
Give him a woman, can he play it?
Now, changing Zhu Xi is silent.
For a long time, he said: "Zhuge Kongming finally failed to save the Han Dynasty rivers and mountains, and Qingtian Liu Ji also settled a rabbit dead dog to cook!"
There is also a saying that he did not say that whether it was Zhuge Liang or Liu Bowen, people were doing great good things.
You, Dao Yan, a villain!
Dao Yan seemed to see his thoughts, but didn't care, just smiled: "His Royal Highness, don't you connect this white hat?"
"You are a lunatic!"
"Hehe ..." Dao Yan nodded calmly, "I am a lunatic."
"..." Zhu Xi was a little bit angry. In the face of this old monk, he couldn't calm down. He didn't take the Tao Yan Yan, and hummed: "The father asked the king to study the Dharma.
Come on! "
For a while, "You can be selected as a mother to pray for blessings. The legal statutory is excellent. From now on, you will be the abbot of Qingshou Temple. This king will donate some money and rebuild Qingshou Temple."
After that, I ignored Dao Yan, turned around and left.
Dao Yan looked at Zhu Xi, who fled the desert, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He understood that Zhu Xi, greedy.
Nympho
evening.
Li Qing had a lot of heart out of Yan Wang's Mansion. Seeing that the little fat pier didn't chase it, this was a long breath.
It turns out that playing with Sambo is conditional. It is conditional.
For example, you have to get rid of the crotch in the crotch!
Too wide ~!
The master of the play class patted his shoulder, "Little brother, can you come?"
Li Qing thought about it and asked, "How long do you sing here?"
"What about ten days, the first day today." The class leader said, "So, from tomorrow, I will pay you two or two workers every day."
No way, who makes Shizi like it.
At that time, the Yanwangfu's fingers leaked a little, and they could be busy for a year. In comparison, two or two a day would be drizzle.
"Let me think about it."
The subordinates also have a dozen days to reach, Li Qing is also idle, and it is actually good to mix the palace in the palace in advance.
But the enthusiasm of Xiao Fat Dun'er really made him difficult to fight. Fortunately, he was the eunuch ... He couldn't bear it.
"Oh, what else do you think about two or two a day, come!" The class leader pulled him to persuade him, making him cry and laugh.
"Okay, okay, I have time, I must have time, definitely come over."
Li Qingshun picked up a flower face mask, "By the way, where is Qingshou Temple? I want to go to the pillar incense."
"Not far from here, it is four and a half from the palace to the east."
"Thanks."
Nympho
I went back to the inn and took a hot bath.
The twilight came, Li Qing put on the mask and slipped out quietly.
There are not many monks in Qingshou Temple. They are mixed with meals. They sleep in dark. Only the sparse candlelight in the main temple and the sound of deserted wood fish.
"咚 ..."
The rhythm is gentle, but it is very stable.
Li Qing's ink -colored robe, wearing a flower face mask on the eaves for a long time, saw that no one in the temple walked around, and quietly entered the main temple.
He shone into the window and drilled in, his calf was struggling, and a dry land climbed up the beam. The whole set of movements was very light, and there was no sound of no sound.
"Is it him?"
After all, during the investigation, Dao Yan was a surname Yao, and he was very impressed by the monk.
At this moment, Dao Yan was full of peace, and the appearance of the kindness was really a good gesture of the monk.
"Oh, 咚, ..."
The sound of wood fish gradually slowed down, and finally stopped.
Dao Yan opened his eyes and smiled, "Why don't the master enter the temple?"
Li Qing was shocked and was discovered?
Looking at it, he denied his thoughts. The monk in front of him was an ordinary person. He would never be found.
"The poor monk felt a familiar breath from the master, and we should have seen it."
Li Qing still said nothing, he faintly felt that the other party really found him. Although it was incredible, it was the fact.
Dao Yan stopped for a moment and knocked on wooden fish again.
After two minutes, he slowly got up.
Li Qing tangled for a moment, and said with a thick throat:
"King Yan came to you?"
Dao Yan's eyes were condensed and did not talk immediately, but looked at the beam.
Li Qing did not deliberately avoid this time, looking back at him.
A few hectares, Dao Yan answered: "Yes."
"What are you looking for?"
"Learn the Dharma?"
"Yeah?"
"yes."
It's another silence.
For a long time, Li Qing nodded, "I was disturbed."
Say, turn around and leave.
He is basically determined now, Dao Yan is Yao Guangxiao.
However, he hasn't figured out how to deal with it.
This person's influence on history is unparalleled, and Li Qing dare not act.
Back to the inn, he tossed and turned around, and he had no sleep all night.
It is easy to kill Yao Guangxiao, but he must consider killing him.
If Yao Guangxiao died, would Zhu Xi rebel?
Is there still Emperor Yongle?
Will there be Ren Xuanzhi?
In other words, will Zhu Biao die early?
Will Zhu Yunzhang be an emperor, and ...?
If the latter two conditions were established, even if he killed Yao Guangxiao, Zhu Xi would rebel.
Without him, Jianwen forced.
Standing at the crossroads of history, Li Qing was very confused. He wanted to find someone to ask, even if he couldn't help him get his mind, just talk about it.