There are many temples named "White Horse" in the world, but when it comes to fame, none can compare with the White Horse Temple in Luoyang. This is probably because the White Horse Temple in Luoyang, built in the Eastern Han Dynasty, is the earliest temple in the Central Plains and has always been known as "White Horse Temple".
Known as the "No. 1 Ancient Temple in the Central Plains", it is located next to the Luoshui River ten miles outside Luoyang City. Towering green trees can be seen everywhere, incense is lingering and Chinese Sanskrit chants are performed. It is extraordinary, especially in this golden autumn, when tourists flock to
Weaving, pilgrims are constantly on the way, and it is a beautiful scene of a Buddhist resort.
"My lords, it's rare for everyone to come together today. You should have a good time and enjoy yourself, and you won't miss the beautiful scenery in front of you!"
"Yes, what Qing Qing said is true. Faced with such a beautiful scenery, we would be living up to it if we didn't leave some famous stories for the ages."
"What Mingrui said is true. It's a pity that Mr. Luo is here. I'm afraid it won't be your turn to sing this song that will be famous throughout the ages. Hahaha..."
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Outside the mountain gate of White Horse Temple, a group of literati in plain clothes were laughing and teasing each other, chatting and laughing like students who had just left home. However, if you look closely, you can see that each of these people has an extraordinary bearing. Obviously, they are not.
Ordinary people, in fact, this is indeed the case. In addition to the current imperial censor Zhongcheng and the current literary leader Luo Bingwang, there are also Liu Chi (alias Qingqing), a bachelor of Dongtai University, Li Ming (alias Mingrui), a doctor of the Imperial Academy, and Tongtai.
Fan Lubing from Shishe and many other literary heroes, if you take any one of them, they are definitely respected figures in the literary world.
"Juanxiu (Fan Lubing's word) is not true. If Luo is clumsy today, wouldn't he be put on fire?"
Over the years, King Luo Bing has been very prosperous in his official career due to Li Xianming's covert and covert care. In just five years since he entered the court, he has been promoted from a mere eighth-rank official to a fourth-rank official.
He is definitely one of the anomalies in the court today. His originally gloomy personality has become a lot more cheerful due to his smooth fortune. Since he was transferred to Luoyang as a chariot at the end of last year, with his outstanding talents, King Luo Bin has become very popular.
He soon became a literary giant in Luoyang official circles, always leading the trend of literature. Today coincided with Xunjia, King Luo Bing came out to summon celebrities from all walks of life to visit the White Horse Temple. It can be said that there were many people who responded, not only the prince, but also King Lu
Officials from the department came, including several Beimen bachelors who were directly affiliated with Empress Wu. Fan Lubing, who had previously teased Dr. Li Ming of the Imperial Academy, was one of them. When Fan Lubing mentioned him in passing, Luo
Ice King immediately fought back with a smile, causing everyone to burst into laughter.
"Hey, gentlemen, look quickly, isn't that the daughter of Wang Cheng's family?"
Just when everyone was laughing, Dr. Taichang (from the seventh grade) Lu Qiyao suddenly shouted as if he had discovered something strange, and instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Among the crowd on the mountain road in the distance, a plump young woman, surrounded by several maids, was walking coquettishly towards the mountain gate.
"That's right, it's her. Last year, her father brought her to my house to be his disciple. Now, she flies up a branch and turns into a phoenix."
Li Ming, a doctor from the Imperial Academy, and Wang Cheng's family were from the same hometown. They had some contact with each other, so he knew this girl. He affirmed it, but the tone of his voice was quite sarcastic. He was obviously dissatisfied with Empress Wu's designation of this girl as Princess Zhou.
The move was not taken seriously.
"Ming Gong, today we are only going to talk about articles, not about state affairs. Let's go and go to the temple for a visit." King Luo Bing obviously didn't want to talk about King Zhou's marriage in public, so he frowned and shook his head.
"Yes, yes, yes, what Mr. Luo said is true. Let's go, let's go."
A group of scribes belonged to different camps. Although they had good personal relations with each other, they had very different political views. They did not want to get into disputes over discussing state affairs, so they entered the mountain gate noisily and walked along the mountain road.
Let’s go to the main hall of White Horse Temple...
Since the Tang Dynasty, plumpness has always been regarded as beauty. All recognized beauties have plump bodies. However, there is always a limit in everything. If it exceeds this limit, it is too much. Obviously, Wang Ping'er's plumpness falls into this category.
Kind, it can no longer be called plump, and can only be described with the word "fat". No, this section of the mountain road is not really steep, but it makes Wang Ping'er walk "roughly", panting like an ox, that
The "surging" state is as embarrassing as it sounds.
"Miss, please slow down."
"Miss, please rest before you leave."
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Seeing that Wang Ping'er was walking very hard, the few maids who were waiting on her side all tried to persuade her. Only the oldest maid said with a worried look on her face: "Miss,
You'd better not go, just in case..."
"Shut up, shut up, everyone, let's go, we're only a few steps away, hurry up!"
Wang Ping'er didn't appreciate the crowd's sentiments at all. She waved her hands impatiently and gave the order breathlessly. She walked into the mountain gate step by step and walked up the steps until she reached the White Horse Temple.
In the small square in front of the main hall, he looked around with his eyes narrowed, his face full of anxiety and expectation.
"Bad luck, damn fat pig!"
Wang Ping'er's figure is really too tough. Even if there are crowds of people in the square at this moment, this guy is throwing a pestle on the ground and holding the "Fat-Crown Public". It is not an exaggeration to say that he stands out from the crowd. Anyone can
Even Helan Minzhi, who was afraid that he could not ignore such a "burly" man, and was anxious to wait, had already noticed the arrival of his target, and countless black lines immediately appeared on his forehead, and he cursed in a low voice in anger.
In a word, Ke Ren still had to rush forward to meet him, because Luo Tong not far away had changed his face. With his life at stake, He Lan Minzhi could only calm down and calm down no matter how disgusted he was.
Come in spirit.
"Brother Min, I'm here, here..."
He Lanmin is indeed a super handsome guy with the reputation of "the most handsome man in the capital". In addition, he has dressed up deliberately today, so he is extremely enchanting. When he walks in the crowd, he immediately becomes the star of everyone.
Paying attention to the focus of the ceremony, wherever you go, the crowds tend to be immobile. Wang Ping'er, who was looking around, naturally discovered the figure of Helan Minzhi smoothly. She was so excited that she openly and openly ignored it.
He raised his hands and shouted, and as soon as the coquettish voice came out, most of the people in the square were immediately nauseated and fell over.
"Miss Ping'er, I'm so polite here."
When He Lan Minzhi heard Wang Ping'er's loud shouting, although He Lan Minzhi had been mentally prepared for it, he was still so disgusted that the smile on his face froze. He wished he could turn around and leave quickly, but it was a pity that this was not the case.
, He Lan Minzhi didn't dare to make any mistakes at all. He could only suppress the nausea in his stomach, walked forward with a smile, and saluted extremely elegantly.
"Brother Min, I, I..."
Seeing He Lan Minzhi's handsome smiling face, Wang Ping'er, who had always been fierce, blushed with embarrassment. Especially thinking of He Lan Minzhi's sweet words in the past two days, Wang Ping'er's heart immediately beat like a deer.
He lowered his head shyly, speechless.
"Miss Ping'er, please come inside. Xiaosheng has made an appointment with Master Huining today, and he will definitely make Miss Ping'er get what she wants."
If the person standing in front of him was not Wang Ping'er, but another woman, He Lan Minzhi would definitely have a sense of accomplishment as a conqueror, but facing Wang Ping'er, He Lan Minzhi really couldn't arouse any interest.
Come on, the reason why I can still hold on is because I am afraid of being beaten and pulled by Li Xian.
"Well, the Nu family listens to Brother Min."
As soon as Wang Ping'er heard the word "please", her fat body immediately trembled, she twisted her almost invisible waist, responded coquettishly, raised her feet and was about to walk towards the main hall, but just as she started, she was stunned.
He stopped again, turned around and waved to the maids who were about to follow, and ordered without any doubt: "You all wait here, no one is allowed to follow."
"Miss……"
All the maids wanted to persuade her, but when Wang Ping'er glared at her, they all fell silent. They all bowed and agreed and refused to retreat.
"Brother Lao Min is here."
After Wang Ping'er dismissed the maids, she smiled gently at He Lan Minzhi.
"Miss Ping'er please."
It was a good thing that Wang Ping'er didn't smile, but that smile immediately made Helan Minzhi's hair stand on end, and he almost ran away. Fortunately, his head was still clear and he didn't dare to forget the purpose of this trip, so he could only force it.
He smiled, made a "please" gesture, and replied as gently as possible.
"Um."
Wang Ping'er responded shyly, and then followed He Lan Minzhi obediently, almost shoulder to shoulder as they walked into the corridor next to the Main Hall.
"Hey, look, isn't that He Lan Minzhi? How come he got together with Wang Cheng's daughter?"
The contrast between He Lan Minzhi and Wang Ping'er walking together was too sharp. Even if there were so many pilgrims in the White Horse Temple, it was obviously impossible to ignore them all. The two of them had just walked out of the corridor and were meeting King Luo Bing.
Lu Qiyao, who was standing next to the others, could see it clearly. He was so surprised that he blurted out the words involuntarily.
"Well, it's really them. Damn it, what are they going to do? The previous time they ruined the prince's marriage, and this time they've troubled the king of Zhou again. This is unbearable. All the princes, please step forward to stop it.
, Don't let this little thief escape!" Dr. Li Ming of the Imperial College was impatient. When he saw He Lan Minzhi and Wang Ping'er side by side, he immediately became angry and rushed forward as soon as he rolled up his sleeves.
"Everyone, let's go and have a look together."
When the officials saw that Li Ming rushed over regardless, they couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded. For a moment, they didn't know whether they should follow up, but King Luo Bin kept his composure, waved his hand, and greeted him loudly.
"Go, stop that bastard!"
"Let's go and take a look. We can't let this little thief do evil again!"
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King Luo Bin was not only a leader in the literary world, but also the one with the highest official position among all the officials. With his greeting, all the officials had a backbone and they started to angrily rebuke them. They followed King Luo Bing and swarmed to He Lanmin and the other two.
I ran over to where I was, and the originally noisy but peaceful White Horse Temple was suddenly filled with panic...