The first copy, the second copy, the third copy...
The time was passed by the Buddha calmly organizing the copied Buddhist scriptures into a book.
It was also in the process of infiltrating Zhaoli that Jin Yuyu was curled up and wanted to die, and Jinyu Yu was completely confused and only wanted to copy the holy Buddhist scriptures——
As the victorious countries, the Yan State and the Cheng State had already negotiated the territory of the Wei Kingdom they would receive amidst the condemnation of other vassal states - taking the mountain range where Tuohang Temple is located as the dividing point, and dividing it along the coastline of the mountains and lakes.
Of course, why should Tuohang Temple be used as the boundary point? This requires mentioning a certain Buddhist disciple who is still unclear.
as well as--
"Hasn't Qing Zhen come back yet?"
In the palace of the Yan Kingdom, the young King Yan looked at his father-in-law and asked with a worried tone - there is no way, not to worry, this top master of the Yan Kingdom is only one of them, if this person Gone……
King Xiao Yan didn't dare to think about it, he just felt that he couldn't sleep well at night.
"Your Majesty, please be patient. The soul lamp left by Mr. Zhan has not been extinguished, and the flame is in good condition. I believe there is no danger to my life at the moment."
The Prime Minister of Yan's face was as calm as an old dog.
"What's more, the place Zhan Qing went to was a Buddhist temple, and he was also looking for Buddhist disciples from Natuohang Temple. The Buddhist belief is not to create killing karma. As for why he hasn't come back... maybe there is another important reason that we don't know. , after all, if they, martial arts practitioners, meet some like-minded masters, it is normal for them to stay and chat."
The Prime Minister never mentioned that someone would take Zao Zhaoli back - according to reliable information, Cheng Guo's Jin Yu and Yu didn't come back, and Cheng Guo didn't see any action?
They, Yan Kingdom, lived there without any movement because there was a soul lamp that could ensure the safety of Zao Zhaoli. Without a soul lamp, Chengguo, who could not intuitively confirm the safety of gold, jade and life, must have got some gossip and knew that there was no need to worry. , can it be as stable as it is now.
And Zao Zhaoli went to the Buddhist temple with Jin Yuyu, and the two of them were at the same level in strength, and the feedback from the soul lantern was good - the prime minister really couldn't think of any reason for him to worry about Zao Zhaoli.
Besides, if you take a step back 10,000 steps - if two first-class masters can't solve the problem, wouldn't it be even more impossible for ordinary people like them to solve it?
If this thing annoys Nafozi - that won't be fun.
Therefore, it is better to wait and see what happens. Anyway, just know that Zao Zhaoli is still alive and healthy.
Oh, is it so?
King Xiaoyan tilted his head and thought for a moment along with the prime minister's words - it seems that there is really nothing wrong?
He also recalled what Old Yan King said to him before his death, that he unconditionally trusts the Prime Minister's decision - well, the Prime Minister must be right. He may not believe in his own vision, but he must believe in his father's vision, let alone his. The wisdom of the prime minister!
"What Xiangfu said makes sense, let's wait until Qing Zhen comes back to tell us——"
King Xiaoyan nodded and let go of his worries without any psychological burden.
I don’t know how many times the Prime Minister of Yan has been unconditionally believed by King Xiaoyan:...
He looked at King Xiao Yan's unsuspicious expression and felt extremely complicated.
The Prime Minister of the State of Yan grew up with the old King of Yan since he was a child. From the time he became the old King's companion, they stole chickens together, petted the dogs together, teased the teacher together, and were punished together... What's more, they even became sworn brothers with different surnames in private. It was a completely fateful friendship.
Especially when the prime minister's childhood sweetheart's wife gave birth to a son due to her advanced age, and died of a dystocia, one dead and two. Soon after, the old King Yan suddenly suffered from a serious illness and was left alone before his death. After the young King directly worshiped him as his second father, he had no intention of remarrying. He then regarded the only single seedling that the old Yan King had only received as an old man, the little Yan King, as his own child.
King Xiao Yan is also very obedient. The most important thing is that he is self-aware. When faced with things that he does not understand, he never points out things, but lets others do what he wants.
To be honest, to have a lord like King Xiao Yan who believes in him without any reservation is something that many wise ministers can dream of. But the problem is - the prime minister is already seventy and three years old this year!
How long can this person, who is buried up to his neck in loess, be able to protect King Xiao Yan?
However, the Yan Kingdom's court is complicated, and there is no second person who can take over his burden and completely protect King Xiaoyan. If he goes, someone like King Xiaoyan can trust him. A delegating temperament...
The Prime Minister didn't even dare to tell King Xiao Yan who was reliable - the Prime Minister had every reason to believe that if he had left a last word before his death, saying who could be used, King Xiao Yan would be able to get those people connected the next day. Upgrade to level three and take control of the court.
It would be fine if these people are loyal, but if one of them is ambitious——
hiss!
The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't help it. The prime minister looked at King Xiao Yan and even Zao Zhaoli put it in the back of his mind, and couldn't help but start to give earnest advice again.
"King, even if you are an old minister, you can't be so biased. Think about it, if the old minister has any evil intentions towards you, you today..."
"Okay, okay, okay, the lonely king is not a child anymore, the lonely king is sensible. Besides, you are the father-in-law. If the lonely king doesn't believe you, who can?"
Prince Xiaoyan resisted the urge to pick out his ears, his tone was like coaxing a child.
"It's not that the lonely king said to you, Xiangfu, just approve the confession when you have time. Don't say these clichés here. Doubt this and think about that every day, making it seem as if the lonely king is afraid of your disloyalty. You are loyal. How can Gu Wang still be unclear about his disloyalty? Don't worry, you don't need to test him at all. How many years have you been friends with my father? Gu Zhen has no doubts about you!"
Prime Minister: ...
Who are you worried about that you don’t trust me?
I'm so worried just because you're so defenseless against me, you bastard!
It’s over, it’s over——
Could it be that there was something wrong with his education methods that led to him raising such a gullible little Yan King?
Ouch!
How will he explain to the old King Yan after his death?
no--
This is absolutely not okay!
He needs to start paying attention -
The country of Yan must not be destroyed in the hands of the little King Yan, otherwise he would be dead and would not have the shame to see the old King Yan!
As for Chengguo——
"Is there any news from the Buddhist temple today?"
King Cheng, who was about thirty years old and in his prime, looked at the map of the Seven Kingdoms spread out on the table. His eyes were focused and he seemed to be asking casually.
"Return to my king, there is no news——"
On one side, a gentle-looking eunuch stepped forward with a respectful expression.
Um.
With a slight nod, King Cheng said no more.
Just no news.
But King Cheng could withstand it, but the eunuch couldn't remain silent.
He looked at King Cheng's calm expression hesitantly, and finally——
"King, Mr. Jin's time in the Buddhist temple has been long. Are you really... not worried?"
"What's there to worry about?"
Hearing this, King Cheng thought about gold, jade and virtue...
I couldn't help but roll my eyes.
"That's a Buddhist temple. Why, do you think a Buddhist would kill Jin Yu?"
Moreover--
"Jin Yu and that boy are as rich as any country. Who doesn't know in the entire Seven Kingdoms that he claims to have all the wealth of the Seven Kingdoms in one hand? So much money - as long as there is no news of ransom from the Buddhist temple, it is enough to show that Jin Yu is fine. The probability is that Jinyu and seeing Fozi and Zaozhaoli, the three masters are discussing Taoism and so on... For first-class masters like them, ten days and a half month of Taoism discussion is considered short, so there is nothing to worry about. ?”
maybe--
When Jin Yuhe comes back, can his realm be improved?
It's not too late for him to be happy, so why should he worry?
The eunuch who also figured this out:!
"Your Majesty is wise!"
That's not——
Otherwise, why would he become the king?
King Cheng smiled slightly and looked at the territory that belonged to Cheng Guo on the map with great satisfaction and high spirits.
Instead of worrying about the gold and jade of discussing Taoism, it is better to think about how to annex other countries in the future, or even - dominate the world!
…
They had no idea what their respective kings thought about why they didn't go back. Just when Zao Zhaoli was looking forward to seeing what happened, Jin Yu and even Jin Yu had completely resigned themselves to their fate——
On this day, there was a knock on the door of Fozi's Zen room.
one person.
A person who has practiced martial arts, but his kung fu is not very good, and he can kill a three-legged cat.
One, who had practiced martial arts but was not very good at it, could hold a three-legged cat to death - a woman!
Or the woman who comes after dark and secretly knocks on the door!
When it gets dark, a woman knocks on the door secretly, Buddha...
These four factors overlap together——
Because Jin Yu was copying as numbly as crazy, Zao Zhaoli's eyes lit up on the spot after he had just eaten the steamed buns, which were still not oily at all. At most, he only took a few bites of wild vegetable dregs.
He was chewing the wowotou, and at this time he didn't mind that the wowotou was dry. He just looked at the Buddha blankly, and he didn't forget to kick Jin Yuhe, who was still rolling up the Buddhist scriptures next to him, as a signal. Eat melon together.
Fozi, who was looked at by these two people and had the illusion that he had been caught and raped:...
It seems that he still copied less, and he actually still has the heart to take advantage of him...
He glanced at the hands of the two people who had stopped copying inadvertently, and looked at the two people with a slight smile, and their whole bodies became cold.
"Buddha, Buddha, why don't you open the door now?"
In the end, his greedy heart took over. Hearing the increasingly louder knocks on the door, Zao Zhaoli suppressed his laughter and looked at Fozi sincerely.
Buddha:......
He gave Zao Zhaoli a steady look, then slowly stepped forward and opened the door in front of them.
Then--
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
In his ears, there was the familiar cry that belonged exclusively to Yan Ji.
In front of him was a figure who wanted to throw herself into his arms when she looked at him——
Behind him, there are two eyes staring intently——
Fozi looked at Yan Ji's face full of tears as she cried——
Without hesitation, he turned around and backed away.
It's just that Yan Ji had obviously expected it. As soon as her forward movement stopped, she wanted to jump into Fu Zi's arms.
Buddha:......
"Amitabha--"
He turned to look at the two people who were setting up a small table near the door to copy, and finally——
Under Zaozhaoli's disbelieving gaze, Fuzi picked him up with one hand and blocked him tightly in front of him.
Zao Zhaoli, who was just wiped all over by Yan Ji's tears and snot:? ? ?
After wiping it off, I felt something was wrong. When I looked up, I saw that the person being hugged by me was not Fuzi. Homura:? ? ?
The two of them looked at each other in confusion——
Only Buddha was standing there with his hands clasped together and a subtle look on his face.
“My God, it’s really—indecent!”
Yanji:......
Zao Zhaoli:......
Jinyu and:——Hahahahahahahahahaha!
Tell me about you!
Why do you have to confront this bald donkey?
Are you unlucky now?
Just-hahahahahahahaha!
