Xiaobao and others stayed in the mountain for five days, and then followed the old man back to the imperial city.
Qin Xiangyu asked the inn clerk to go up the mountain and pick dozens of baskets of spring apricots, saying they were for the guests staying in the hotel.
Lian Qingyu also took Gao Yue'er down the mountain to go shopping in the imperial city. Finally, only Li Xiuyuan was left alone on the mountain, looking at the mountain and enjoying this moment of tranquility.
One early morning in mid-May, a group of palace maids and guards entered Ganye Temple to pick up Mingkong.
At this point, three years after the death of Emperor Taizong, Mingkong, a talented person, finally returned to the inner courtyard of the palace and began her new life journey.
The red lights were shining brightly in the inner courtyard of the palace. Ming Kong was sitting in front of the mirror. All the maids and eunuchs in the palace had retreated.
The emperor looked at the woman in his eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips: "When you settle down in a few days, I will have to change your name. You can't still bear the name of Ganye Temple."
Mingkong smiled lightly: "The emperor needs to worry about this matter."
The emperor thought for a while, frowned and asked: "I heard that you went to the snow-capped mountains a few days ago. Did you go to meet your master and junior sister? Or..."
Mingkong chuckled and said: "Your Majesty has forgotten that I have a brother with a different surname. He went to the desert that year and only returned recently. I haven't seen him in more than 20 years."
The emperor sighed and asked leisurely: "Do you want me to give him an official position?"
"Absolutely not. My brother is a man born in this world. How can he care about wealth in the world of mortals?"
Mingkong sighed and said quietly: "If my father hadn't passed away back then, I might have followed my brother to practice in the desert."
The emperor was stunned and thought, "You are going to the desert, what should I do?"
The red candle illuminated Ye Weiyang, she rolled her eyes, laughed twice, and reached out to hold Ming Kong's hands.
He said softly: "This time, will I never let go of your hand?"
Being held by the emperor's hands, Mingkong was so ashamed that he suddenly thought of the reason for entering the palace, so he said: "I have to go to pay my respects to the queen tomorrow."
"Those are nothing." The emperor smiled and said: "You settle down first, and then go to see her. She will stop those guys' mouths for you."
"Really?" Mingkong was confused, not knowing who the guys the emperor was talking about were.
When she entered the palace again, the ruler and ministers had changed. For a moment, she didn't know who her friends were and who her enemies were.
At least from the looks of it, the Queen is trustworthy.
Otherwise, he would not have given the queen any advice to take him back to the palace from Ganye Temple.
She knew that even if the emperor didn't care about the words of the concubines in the harem, he still had to listen to the words of the ministers in the court.
With the Empress making the decision, even the ministers are afraid of not being able to say anything else?
Different from what Li Xiuyuan said, Mingkong now not only wants to become an immortal, but also wants to seize the glory and wealth in the palace.
After all, in her opinion, what Emperor Taizong should have given her back then was never fulfilled.
Now that she has finally changed the emperor, after suffering all these years, it is time for her to take out something of her own.
Her brother did not object to his return to the palace, and promised her that there would be no more danger every year in the future, so what else should she be afraid of?
"what's on your mind?"
The emperor gently stretched out his fingers to touch Mingkong's shy jade jaw. Mingkong's slightly upturned nose moved, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.
He replied softly: "I was thinking that if I have a child of my own, I can finally fulfill my dream of becoming a mother."
The red candle swayed slightly, and the emperor felt that his heart was shaking like the red candle in front of him.
After a while, he smiled faintly: "What about? How about I wait until you give birth to a dragon son and then canonize him?"
…
That night, many people in the palace courtyard could not sleep, but they were definitely not the Queen.
Knowing that Emperor Gaozong liked Wu Meiniang, and that she could not compete with Concubine Xiao Shu for favor, he now brought Wu Meiniang, who had become a monk, back to the palace. Invisibly, he had an extra teammate.
If Wu Meiniang was not so stupid and knew how to be grateful, she would naturally stand on the same front as her.
Concubine Xiao Shu was furious after receiving the news. She finally gained the emperor's favor. Unexpectedly, not long after this good life, another Wu Meiniang came.
Although she was unhappy in her heart, there was nothing she could do against Emperor Gaozong.
After all, Emperor Taizong married his younger brother's wife, Yang, so it was not her turn to object.
After much thinking, I can only conclude that this was the Queen's idea.
At this time, Li Xiuyuan had closed all the magic circles and was living freely on the snow-capped mountains, living a quiet and leisurely life.
Mingkong's path has already been decided, and he doesn't care about what's happening in the Tang Dynasty right now.
The person he was waiting for hadn't shown up yet, so he could practice his half volume of "Nirvana Sutra" with peace of mind.
Thinking that the old Taoist priest was going to bring Yelu Pearl to the Tang Dynasty, and he only got the first half of the Buddhist scriptures, he could ask him for the second volume.
It turns out that he wanted this matter to fall on Sanzang.
But in a blink of an eye, I thought that the Buddhist scriptures Sanzang brought back from Tianzhu were all in Sanskrit. They were not ten or eight years old, so I was afraid they could not be translated.
Over the years, he has re-copied the Buddhist scriptures on the parchment, and even Xiaobao at the foot of the mountain can recite most of them.
Living alone in the mountains, Li Xiuyuan didn't pay much attention to it.
A deck chair was dragged and placed under the eaves. Holding a volume and a half of Buddhist scriptures, I read them sentence by sentence.
Not long after I fell into a dream, I was in the tea shop outside Xuanwu Gate. Hong Yuanhai and I were quietly watching the king's flag change on the city wall in front of the window.
I can bear to watch new people become old ghosts, and watch brothers kill each other just for a chair in the palace.
In anger, he couldn't help shouting: "If it were another world, I would kill your head with just one arrow. How could you kill your brothers and take your wife...what the hell!"
As he said, what if he was the biological son of the late emperor in the Five Domains Dynasty?
As long as you dare to collude with dangerous foreign subjects, I will cut you with one sword. How can you be allowed to show off your power in the court with the envoys from Beihai!
From the Qin Dynasty to the Zhou Dynasty and then to the Tang Dynasty, Li Xiuyuan watched and watched it again and again.
However, he was just a tourist. Even Xiao Hei back then had nothing to do with Qingyu and Gao Yuer, otherwise he would not have let the two women follow the old Taoist priest to Penglai.
Li Xiuyuan in the dream thought of this and couldn't help but cursed: "Old Taoist priest, you old bastard, don't accept disciples if you don't know how to teach others!"
From the sky to the ground, Li Xiuyuan scolded everyone one by one, but he still couldn't get over his anger.
Just when he was about to curse again, he found that his face was itchy, as if there were small bugs crawling around.
He was so angry that he opened his eyes and cursed: "Even a little reptile like you wants to trouble me!"
Before he woke up, a burst of laughter came from his ears: "Master, my master cursed in his dream again."
"Mingzhu, why are you here..."
Li Xiuyuan, who hadn't scolded him enough, suddenly found a girl in a red dress sitting in front of him. He couldn't help but hold her hand and asked: "Where is my master?"
"If the old Taoist priest knew that you were scolding him behind his back, would he be furious to death?"
The old monk sitting not far away laughed and said, "How many years of resentment have you been accumulating in your heart?"
"hehe……"
Li Xiuyuan laughed sheepishly, looked at the two of them and smiled: "The old man I'm talking about is the old guy I met in Dazhou back then. He took on his disciples and harmed people everywhere."
Yelu Mingzhu then smiled with satisfaction: "I'm just telling you, how could Master curse people randomly?"
Li Xiuyuan sat up and said with a smile: "Master said he wanted to give me a surprise, but I didn't expect that senior brought the Pearl to Datang."
The old monk shook his head and said: "Under the constraints of this world, we, master and disciple, cannot stay here any longer. We will leave in three days at most."
Yelu Mingzhu was shocked when he heard this: "So fast?"
"if not?"
The old monk smiled faintly: "Is it possible that you still want to go against heaven? Your master can't practice in this world, let alone you."
Yelu Mingzhu stretched out her hand to squeeze Li Xiuyuan's hand and searched for a long time before curling her lips.
He yelled: "Master, why have you left Tianshan and why do you still have no spiritual energy at all?"
Li Xiuyuan looked at her and smiled bitterly: "I came to this world just for a wish. I just want to see the changes here, the clouds rolling and the clouds rolling, which is naturally different from you."
"Would it be painful if you don't have any cultivation?"
Yelu Mingzhu thought for a moment and asked, "What should Master do if he encounters monsters and powerful monks?"
"Monk? I try not to offend them as much as possible... As for the monsters, you came at the right time. I have a treasure for you to take back..."
Qingjiao is full of treasures. He doesn't dare to sell it in this world, but he can let Yelu Pearl take it back.
After all, there were so many people there, even Shuzi and Xiaohu could try it.
Yelu Mingzhu screamed when he heard it, looked at the old monk beside him and asked: "Master, will Mingzhu break the realm after eating this dragon?"
The old monk laughed: "This is a good treasure for you, Xiaoju, and your mother."
Li Xiuyuan said nothing, looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "Just in time, I still have some dried radish I planted back then, so I will make a pot of broth for you to try."
After saying that, he got up and went to the kitchen, not even bothering to make tea for the old monk.
Yelu Mingzhu was stunned when he heard this, then chuckled and said: "Master, are the radishes my master grows also precious?"
The old monk nodded, sighed, took her hand and walked towards the back of the house.
After a while, he pointed to the tea tree in front of him and sighed: "Your tea tree is just the most common seed in this world, but it was also planted into spiritual tea by your master."
"Go pick some tomorrow, ask your master to fry them, and then take them home for your mother and Xiaoju to taste."
Yelu Mingzhu looked at the green buds in front of her and couldn't help but sigh: "It's incredible. This time I can give Xiaoju and mother a surprise when I go home."
"Now, you go to the mountains to pick a pot of apricots and come back. I haven't tasted the apricots he grew yet."
The old monk sighed and said with a smile: "If we come a few days later, I'm afraid we won't be able to eat the apricots on the tree."
"Master, wait for me..."
Yelu Mingzhu cheered and ran towards the mountain. She had already smelled the faint fruity fragrance, but she did not expect that the apricot village on this mountain was also planted by the master.
The old monk looked into the void and said with a smile: "How about it? Your precious disciple can kill dragons even in this world where there are no dragons."
The old Taoist priest under the green pear tree shook his head: "Isn't that good? You can have a full meal?"
"After eating there, I will go back in a few days. He said he would throw it all to the children on the mountain..."
The old monk sighed and replied calmly: "I can't say, I can bring back a basket of apricots. These are the last fruits."
The old Taoist priest smiled and said: "The spiritual apricots on this mountain are probably different from those on Tianshan Mountain. There may still be some spiritual energy. You have to bring some back."
"Then pick them all and take them back. I think he has eaten enough."
Lao Shang thought for a while and smiled bitterly: "I guess he is also a poor man now. The spiritual apricot on this mountain is probably the best gift."
The old Taoist priest chuckled: "Didn't he get a treasure from the Bodhisattva back then? But he changed hands and gave it to the monk."
At this moment, an exclamation from Yelu Mingzhu came from the mountain: "Master, come quickly, these apricots are so delicious."
The old monk walked towards the front yard. As he walked, he replied, "Did you hear Mingzhu's cry?"
