"Now that Baoxiang Temple has arrived, let's dismount."
Tang Chen was about to get up and get off the carriage, but was temporarily stopped by Chu Zheng. Chu Zheng took out a large bamboo hat that could hide his face from the side and said, "Your Majesty, put this on."
"Well, Chu Zheng, you are more thoughtful."
Tang Chen put on the large bamboo hat.
This time he came to Baoxiang Temple to offer incense and fulfill his vows. Only a few people knew that, including the escorting guards, at Chu Zheng's request, they also changed into ordinary robes. If they were wearing the robes of the Imperial Army, they would probably be It was known that Tang Chen was sitting in the carriage.
The reason why Chu Zheng did this was because he was worried that there would be rebel forces in the Tang Dynasty who would assassinate Tang Chen, and that there would be demons who would attack Tang Chen.
Although the demons are shrinking now, if they are not protected, there will be demons who will attack Tang Chen.
After Tang Chen put on the bamboo hat, Chu Zheng also put on a bamboo hat for himself, but his bamboo hat was lighter than Tang Chen's.
When the two of them got off the carriage, the young monk who was responsible for communicating with the outside world immediately took a few steps forward, and then whispered to Chu Zheng and Tang Chen: "Master Chu, Your Majesty, please follow me in."
"Um."
Under the leadership of the young monk, Chu Zheng and Tang Chen entered Baoxiang Temple.
After entering Baoxiang Temple, the two of them did not take off their bamboo hats. It was not until they went to the main hall where they offered incense that Chu Zheng took them off.
"Your Majesty, there are no idlers around. You can take off your hat."
Chu Zheng looked around and said slowly.
"good."
Tang Chen responded and then took off the hat.
"Master Chu, Your Majesty, please sit here for a while and have some snacks. I will go and notify the two abbots."
The young monk took Chu Zheng and Tang Chen to the side and said respectfully.
"Good work."
Tang Chen nodded slightly at the young monk, then found a seat by the window and sat down.
Chu Zheng also came to Tang Chen, but instead of sitting down, he stood beside Tang Chen.
Not long after the young monk left, he heard a creak and the sound of the door being pushed open, and then a monk in cassocks with kind-faced eyes appeared in the temple. It was none other than the abbot of Baoxiang Temple, Wu Ming.
"Master Wu Ming."
Tang Chen stood up and smiled at Wu Ming.
When he was not the king of the Tang Dynasty, but just the sixth prince, he came to Baoxiang Temple to offer incense and make wishes, so he naturally recognized the abbot Wu Ming.
In addition to Tang Chen, Chu Zheng also said hello to Wu Ming.
"I have met the king, Lord Chu."
Wu Ming bowed and saluted.
In the Tang Dynasty, royal power was supreme. Although Wu Ming was one of the five masters of the Evil Sect and had a ruthless personality, his apparent identity was the abbot of Baoxiang Temple, so he naturally had to pay homage to Tang Chen.
"Your Majesty, I wonder if you came to Baoxiang Temple this time to make a wish? Or to fulfill a wish?"
Wu Ming asked softly.
Of course, making a wish is not necessary. Fulfilling a wish means fulfilling the original promise to the Buddha after the wish is fulfilled.
"Master Wuming, this time I come to Baoxiang Temple to fulfill my wishes and fulfill all my wishes."
Tang Chen thought for a while and said.
"Um."
"Your Majesty, according to the rules of Baoxiang Temple, you should first fulfill your last wish before making a wish."
"Can."
"Your Majesty, please fulfill your wish today, and then make your wish tomorrow."
"good."
After Tang Chen finished speaking, Wu Ming cast his gaze on Chu Zheng beside him, with a hint of apology on his face, and said, "Master Chu, it's okay for pilgrims to have people around when they are paying their vows, but your Majesty is ninety-five." Your Majesty is different from ordinary people, do you think you are?"
Wu Ming didn't clarify what he said next, but with Chu Zheng's intelligence, how could he not know what Wu Ming meant.
"I understand what Master Wuming means."
"Your Majesty, I will go and guard outside first."
When Tang Chen was still the sixth prince, Chu Zheng accompanied Tang Chen to fulfill his wish. At that time, Chu Zheng was also guarding outside the palace.
"good."
Tang Chen nodded.
When Chu Zheng left the palace and closed the door behind him, the corners of Wu Ming's mouth gradually raised, revealing a hint of success in his conspiracy.
"Your Majesty, this is green incense. You can light it and insert it into the incense burner in front. I will chant sutras and recite Buddha's name beside you. When it is over, your Majesty can get up from the futon."
Wu Ming took out three green incense sticks from a cabinet and handed them to Tang Chen.
"good."
Tang Chen took the green incense, stepped forward to light it, inserted the green incense into the incense burner with a respectful expression, then clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and knelt on the futon.
At this time, Wuming also began to chant sutras and recite Buddha's name.
Because Tang Chen was closer to the incense burner, the green smoke produced by burning green incense began to slowly enter Tang Chen's nose, with a light fragrance that smelled very good.
After a while.
Wu Ming suddenly stopped reciting Buddhist scriptures. According to what Wu Ming said before, Tang Chen should open his eyes and stand up from the futon at this time, but Tang Chen seemed to be asleep, still keeping his hands clasped and kneeling on the futon. .
Obviously, there is something wrong with Qingxiang.
In fact, the green incense is not the green incense of Baoxiang Temple at all, but the ecstasy incense specially made by Wu Ming to make monks fall into deep sleep for a short time. This ecstasy incense is made of special medicinal materials and has only a touch of It has a refreshing scent, so it's hard for people to notice there's a problem.
In addition to Qingxiang's problem, what she just realized and recited was not a Buddhist scripture at all, but a [psychedelic method] that can control other people's minds!
This [psychedelic method] is very similar to Buddhist scriptures, so Tang Chen didn't notice any difference at all.
"Tang Chen, open your eyes and look at me."
Wu Ming approached Tang Chen and said softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Chen slowly opened his eyes and looked at Wu Ming.
But his eyes were confused, as if he had lost his mind.
"Tang Chen, remember, from today on, I am your master!"
Wu Ming said in an almost bewitching tone.
"Owner......"
Tang Chen spoke with difficulty.
There was a look of struggle in his eyes.
But at the next moment, a trace of clarity appeared in Tang Chen's originally confused eyes. After a while, all the confusion in his eyes receded.
"Um?"
"Master Wuming, is the chanting over?"
Tang Chen was a little surprised when he saw Wu Ming in front of him.
"Your Majesty, I just finished my chanting. Seeing that you are still kneeling on the futon, I wanted to remind you that it's time to get up."
Wu Ming explained with a smile.
"So that's it."
Tang Chen suddenly realized it and secretly wondered why he was so careless. Master Wu Ming even forgot to finish reciting the sutra.
"Your Majesty, I see that you look a little tired. Please come here today."
"The private rooms have been arranged for the King and Lord Chu. Someone will take you there later."
"good."
Tang Chen rubbed his head and then left the palace.
After Tang Chen left, the kindness on Wu Ming's face disappeared again.
"Tomorrow, if I use [Psychedelic Technique] on Tang Chen again, I will be able to truly control him."
"Let him continue to act according to his previous habits on the surface, and when his service is really needed, just use [psychedelic magic] to control him."
Wu Ming raised the corners of his mouth, showing a cunning look, and then snuffed out the green incense, that is, the ecstasy incense, and put it in the original cabinet.
This Ecstasy incense is made from special medicinal materials. If you use one, you will lose one, so you can use it sparingly.
As for why Wu Ming didn't fall into a short sleep when he clearly smelled the fragrance of Ecstasy, it was entirely because he had taken the antidote before.
…
Time flies, and it's three days.
Imperial City of the Tang Dynasty, Censor's Mansion, Antechamber.
Chu Feng's family was gathering around the dining table to have breakfast. The donkey meat buns, pastries, and rice porridge on the table were all made by Tang Yu himself.
Although there are many servants in the Yushi Mansion who cook, Tang Yu still enjoys the process of making breakfast for Chu Feng, Chu Linglong and Chu Zhan.
Because she knew that once something happened to the Shushan Sword Sect or the Snow Mountain Sect, Chu Feng and Chu Linglong would have to rush back immediately, and it might take decades for them to leave, so she enjoyed it very much and cherished being able to make breakfast for them. Chance.
"Sir, is the king coming back from Baoxiang Temple today?"
Tang Yu asked after giving each person two donkey meat buns.
Chu Zhan glanced at the sky outside, and then calculated: "It is estimated that the king will return to the palace in an hour. When he comes back, I will have to hand over some official documents to him."
During the days when Tang Chen was away, Chu Zhan had a lot of official documents piled up. Some of them had been dealt with, while others needed Tang Chen's final approval.
"Linglong, you haven't seen that boy Tang Chen for three days. Why don't you follow dad into the palace?"
At this time, Chu Feng took a bite of donkey meat buns and said in a teasing tone.
People who are passionately in love never see each other again. Chu Feng often sees Chu Linglong looking in a certain direction in the past few days.
"I don't want it."
Chu Linglong's face turned slightly red and she said shyly.
Chu Feng shook his head secretly.
In this somewhat feudal world, women are more conservative.
In Chu Feng's world, love must be spoken out loud.
"Feng'er, Linglong, I don't know if it's my imagination, but I feel that the aura of the Tang Dynasty seems to be a little stronger than before."
"Do you feel this way?"
After Chu Zhan took a sip of rice porridge, he suddenly remembered something and asked.
"Dad, don't tell me, I feel the same way."
Chu Linglong put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands and nodded in agreement.
The next moment, Chu Linglong set her sights on Chu Feng.
"I think it's not just the Tang Dynasty. Maybe the spiritual energy in this world is a bit richer than before."
Chu Feng swallowed the donkey meat bun in one gulp, then wiped his hands and said.
In fact, a few days ago, he discovered that the spiritual energy of the Tang Dynasty was stronger than before. At that time, he thought that some treasure was born, so he went out for a walk, but found nothing.
Later, Chu Feng made a special trip to the border of the Eastern Han Dynasty and found that the spiritual energy there was slightly richer than before. Therefore, Chu Feng guessed that the overall spiritual energy in this world had become slightly richer than before.
As for the reason, Chu Feng didn't know, but he had a vague feeling that something big would happen next.
Of course, it would be best if nothing major happens, but Chu Feng feels that the probability of this is very low...
