As soon as these words came out, the family members who were still counting on shrinking in their own sedan chair and pretending to be dead to avoid disaster could only accept their fate, and they came out of the carriage one after another to salute, saying that they had seen the whole process, and it was all the Feng family's fault. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

First, this is also the truth, and secondly, the master in front of him is not a bodhisattva, according to his temperament, he is willing to take care of this idle matter, and the Feng family will have to shed his skin if he does not die!

The two sides are weighed, and it must be safer to follow the meaning of King Jin.

The eyes of the probing were all on the woman in white who got into the carriage with her feet up, this woman was terrifyingly powerful, and her luck was really good, and she was able to attract King Jin to make a move.

"This girl doesn't know whose family it is, but she is clever, and she opens her mouth to button the Feng family's hat tightly. Mrs. Zhu, who watched the big scene, couldn't help but sigh, "If I can really have this cleverness, what else am I worried about!"

The old lady smiled and said: "Madame, just rest assured, one person has one life, as long as our family is safe, the second lady will be safe and stable for the rest of her life, unlike that girl, there must be no one in the family, otherwise, the Feng family would not dare to do this." ”

Mrs. Zhu nodded: "Well, we must really be a good fate." ”

The clogged carriages and horses began to smooth again, carefully bypassing the chaotic mass of people in the Feng family one by one, indifferent to the voices of the Feng family's subordinates asking for help.

In this place in the capital, everyone has a rod and scale in their hearts, and most of the people who can rush to Beishan Temple today are not upright people, and most of them are people who tend to be inflammatory, even if they have some contacts on weekdays, there is no reason to offend the King of Jin for the Feng family at this time.

King Jin was really satisfied with this, and left a guard here to wait for the person who went to the palace to complain to come back, so he guarded Bai Chenghuan's carriage and went out of the city to Beishan Temple openly.

In the end, it was Chen Qi's wife who passed by in the incident, and Mrs. Feng was sent home.

Mrs. Chen's eldest daughter married the son of the Feng family, this is the closest family of sons and daughters, no matter who is right and who is wrong, she can't be ruthless and unjust, so she quickly dialed two carriages to the Feng family.

Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Wei Beihou have known each other since childhood, and they also have a little pity for the deceased Empress Xiaoyuan.

By the time Mrs. Chen arrived at the foot of Beishan Mountain, where Beishan Temple was located, the carriages and horses in front of her had already been blocked to a mile away.

Mrs. Chen's maid got out of the car and looked at it, then came back and said, "Madame, wait a minute, there are officers and soldiers in front of you who are directing the dredging, we are late, and when everyone goes up the mountain, we can pass." ”

Mrs. Chen nodded, not impatient, only secretly thinking in her heart.

The officers and soldiers were dispatched, and the emperor still attached great importance to Empress Xiaoyuan and the Weibei Houfu.

Isn't that soul conjuring platform in the western suburbs of the capital the best proof?

The carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain, and Bai Chenghuan and the two maids also got out of the car.

"Miss, this North Mountain is so strange, why is it called North Mountain? And this stone step, how can it be paved to the foot of the mountain!"

Ah Hua carried forward her true character as a little girl from the ravine, chattering all the way, and even more non-stop when she got out of the car, the previous fright seemed to have passed.

Bai Chenghuan was a little funny: "It's just a name, what's the matter." ”

After speaking, he turned around and told Fan Cheng: "Fan Chang follow the official to drive the car away, don't follow me, I'll go up." ”

"Miss, are we all going up?" Shaking Hui looked at the steep stone path on the mountain that gradually disappeared into the forest, all of which were densely packed with stairs, and she felt weak at a glance.

But the people who got up and down from the carriage before and after, from the old women in their forties and fifties to the little girls in their teens, all lifted their feet and walked up!

"Well, you have to walk up, the road of Beishan Temple is deliberately done into a ladder, until the foot of the mountain, the carriage and horses can not go up, if you take a sedan chair to go up, Beishan Temple also refuses to enter. People who come here are asking for something, since they have a request, then they have to go up step by step, the Buddha can not be opportunistic, if the heart is not sincere, how can the Buddha respond?"

On the one hand, the people around King Jin led the horse, and King Jin also rushed over, opening his mouth to explain to the two maids for Bai Chenghuan.

Bai Chenghuan nodded, a slight smile on his lips.

It's just a ladder all the way, so what is that?

King Jin spoke, the master nodded, and Shao Hui didn't say anything anymore, but he still looked at King Jin a few more times, knowing that this person had a strange background, but he didn't expect that he was still a prince.

Ah Hua doesn't care, the people she has been used to running in the mountain col since she was a child naturally don't take this road seriously.

It's just that Ah Hua still overestimated her physical strength.

Most of the people along the way were the daughters of official families, and they were pampered on weekdays, and this long staircase was fine at first, less than a third of the way was walked, and most of the people slowed down.

But no one can't, they all know that this Beishan Temple is half a royal temple, and it is very confident, it is such a rule, unless it is half sick and dead and only has one breath left, otherwise anyone has to walk up by themselves, even if it is a royal person.

"Miss, this monk of Beishan Temple is so tricky, and he wants to tire people to death!"

Ah Hua held her waist, panting, and Shaohui stopped step by step, like most people, grinding step by step.

Bai Chenghuan didn't feel too tired, and when he heard Ah Hua complaining in the back, he smiled in his heart.

In this matter, I really can't complain about the monks of Beishan Temple, it is really difficult to stop people's hearts, so I have to block everyone's legs.

Beishan Temple as the first big Buddhist temple in the capital, the incense is only prosperous, can be called the most of the Great Qi, when the carriage and horses can't help it in the past, the female dependents in the capital, like to go to the Beishan Temple when they have nothing to do, on the incense, listen to the lecture or something, the days are long, the Beishan Temple has simply become the back garden of the female dependents in the capital.

The others in Beishan Temple didn't say anything, but the great monk Yuanhui was impatient, and the current presiding officer who didn't like Hongchen repaired such a stone staircase, which was called a test of people's hearts, and the effect was very significant.

The great monk Yuanhui also sighed fakely, all sentient beings are not sincere.

So today, will the great monk Yuanhui sigh that the hearts of all living beings are sincere again?

The strength of Bai Chenghuan's body will be especially obvious whenever he needs to contribute.

Walking almost half the way, he had already thrown everyone behind him, along with the two maids, a large section of the way, and only King Jin followed him.

"Sister Cheng Huan, do you want to rest for a while?" King Jin said with concern.

Bai Chenghuan shook his head: "I'm not tired, if you're tired, walk slower." ”

As the two spoke, a man's voice came from beside them:

"This girl has good physical strength, but she is still halfway there, and it is not necessarily good to walk so fast. ”

Bai Chenghuan stopped at this time, turned his head to look, and saw a man in his thirties walking beside him, with an elegant face, dressed in white, smiling and persuading each other kindly, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

Bai Chenghuan glanced at him, but smiled.

It's really a place in life where you don't meet, and when you return to the capital, you are really full of acquaintances.

The person in front of him is the only son of Prime Minister Song Wenru, Song Changqing.

(To be continued.) )