Li Daoxuan left the palace.
With a pile of rewards from the emperor, countless gold and silver, thousands of jars of fine wine, and countless jewelry and treasures, the most precious of which is a land deed.
It is a mansion located on the edge of the imperial city, covering an area of hundreds of acres, with magnificent pavilions and exquisite gardens. It is said that it was once a private residence built by Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty for himself.
The area where the mansion is located is one of the most valuable in Chang'an City. Those who can live there are all high-ranking officials, princes and grandsons. But even so, the mansion stands out from the crowd and is magnificent.
However, for such a valuable mansion, Li Shimin casually rewarded it to Li Daoxuan, saying that this was just a small gift, and the reward after the Longmen Immortal Association was the big gift!
Li Daoxuan walked around this splendid mansion, marveling at the luxury and admiring Li Shimin's handiwork.
What surprised him was that there were dozens of delicate beauties hidden here, some were young and shy, some were cold and charming, some were dignified and luxurious, some were charming and charming...
Each one of them has a unique appearance, and is proficient in various skills. They have received various specialized trainings in the palace, which is enough to make any man numb and numb, and never want to leave.
They were all specially selected by Li Shimin and given to Li Daoxuan.
Facing this luxurious mansion and those charming beauties, Li Daoxuan did not stay. After walking around, he smiled and left gracefully.
This place is too luxurious and far less comfortable than the Xuandu courtyard.
If one is trapped in fame and wealth, no matter how glorious the house, even a palace, is just a bigger cage.
If the mind is unrestrained and swaying outside the world, it will naturally use the sky as a quilt, the earth as a bed, white clouds as curtains, and stars as candlelight. How can a luxurious pavilion be as good as ten thousand?
Li Daoxuan always reminded himself that as a Taoist, what he pursues is longevity and freedom, not wealth and power.
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Taiji Palace, Ganlu Palace.
Li Shimin was reviewing the memorial. Although he encountered so many things today, he still did not slack off and was very diligent.
After an unknown amount of time, Gao Quan walked in.
Li Shimin did not raise his head. He looked at the memorial and said indifferently: "Has Taichong already seen the mansion?"
"I've seen it before. Li Zhenren also walked around and praised the beautiful scenery."
Li Shimin nodded and said, "Where will Tai Chong stay tonight?"
The smile on Gao Quan's face froze and he said: "Xuan...Xuandu courtyard."
Li Shimin raised his eyes, showed a smile, and sighed: "Wealth cannot move his heart, and beauty cannot change his ambition. Only such a person is qualified to become the leader of the Hidden Dragon Project."
Hearing this, Gao Shen was shocked and said: "Your Majesty, have you already chosen a name for that plan?"
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As Li Shimin's confidant, he naturally knows how much His Majesty has paid for that grand plan. Some time ago, the elite among the bad guys suffered heavy casualties, and even Yuan Tiangang of the Yang God Realm was seriously injured, because of that plan.
His Majesty thought of many names for that plan, but he has yet to decide. Unexpectedly, he decided on it today.
Li Shimin took out a painting from his arms. It was a dragon with poor painting skills. It was painted by Li Daoxuan.
"Taichong still inspired me. The dragon is in the soul but not in the form. I, the Tang Dynasty, are now like the dragon in this painting. Although the country is not strong and the people's livelihood is not rich, it already has the dragon soul, just like the hidden dragon thousands of miles away. , a roar that shocked thousands of mountains!"
Li Shimin's eyes showed a flying look, and his gaze was so intense that it was like the stars in the sky, making it difficult to look directly at him.
"Hidden Dragon, Hidden Dragon, when it takes off, let the whole world hear the roar of the dragon!"
Gao Quan was also excited and said: "Your Majesty has great talents and great plans, and with the help of a genius like Zhenren Li, the Hidden Dragon Plan will definitely be a success!"
Li Shimin's eyes returned to the memorial and murmured: "Soon, soon."
Gao Quan thought for a while, with a hint of worry in his eyes, and said: "Your Majesty, before the Hidden Dragon Plan succeeds, your dragon body must not be lost. There are many masters in the Namoru Sect, or let Zhenren Li serve as your bodyguard. Are you with me to protect you?"
Li Shimin refused without thinking. He said calmly: "Gao Quan, remember, don't say such words again in the future."
"If nothing unexpected happens, after the Longmen Immortal Association, Taichong will be the leader of the Hidden Dragon appointed by me. Such a person must be made sincerely and cannot be insulted."
"promise!"
After Gao Quan left, Li Shimin was slightly absent-minded.
He couldn't help but think of his third brother Li Yuanji's cry before his death.
"The leader will definitely avenge me!"
It was impossible for Li Shimin not to be wary of the elusive and unfathomable Moro. Although he was the emperor, he was only a mortal body after all. Facing a powerful monk who claimed to be a god or a Buddha, he would inevitably feel a little uneasy. .
But soon the hesitation and fear in his heart were eliminated, replaced by incomparable determination.
"If you dare to come for revenge, I will make sure you never come back!"
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Xuzhou City.
The common people gathered on both sides of the road, staring at the group of people with their eyes wide open in disbelief. Some even couldn't help but kneel down.
It was a group of monks, about a hundred in number, wearing black cassocks, with their hands clasped together and chanting Buddhist scriptures.
There were musicians playing drums and suonas all around, making it very lively.
But no matter how noisy it was, the chanting of the monks was clearly heard in everyone's ears, and it seemed to have a magical power that calmed people's minds and gave rise to the idea of taking refuge.
The most astonishing thing is the old monk sitting on the shoulder strap.
He sat cross-legged, with extremely long earlobes. His skin was as dry as an old tree and full of wrinkles. He was wearing a red cassock. There were seven-colored Buddha lights behind his head. As he closed his eyes and chanted sutras, golden lotuses bloomed all around him. Falling shadows of vine beads are like a goddess scattering flowers.
This miracle shocked the onlookers.
When a butcher heard the old monk's chanting, he burst into tears and realized the truth. He picked up the butcher's knife and cut off his right hand directly as punishment for his sins.
There was a brothel woman who regretted that she had heard sutras being chanted and then jumped from a tall building, causing her brains to splatter.
A pregnant woman heard the chanting and was so ashamed that she threw herself into a well and died because the fetus in her belly was the result of an affair.
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More people were inspired by the sound of chanting. With pious eyes, they silently followed the procession, willing to be disciples, despite the pleading of their parents and relatives, but they remained unmoved.
In this way, in just half an hour, the team of monks expanded several times, followed by countless people.
Suddenly, the war horse neighed!
The governor of Xuzhou came with his troops. Three thousand Xuzhou soldiers stood in front of the team, with spears like a forest.
The team of monks continued to move forward slowly, and the chanting did not stop at all.
The governor shouted loudly: "The bold demon monk dares to confuse the people with his demonic magic in my city of Xuzhou. If he doesn't stop, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Among the monks, the old monk continued to chant sutras without even opening his eyes.
