The one hundred and eighty-eighth round

Ruqi looked at her and repeated, "...... Last life? In a trance, he almost didn't hold the silk book in his hand.

The breeze blows, and the flat leaves in the bamboo forest rustle.

"Buddhists don't often talk about reincarnation, why do you still look at me with such undisguised surprise?" She glared back at Ruqi in disgust, and then lowered her head to observe the slightly trembling needle in Lord Ouyang's hand. She couldn't blow the wind when she was walking the needle, so she closed Lord Ouyang's long sleeves and covered her hands completely.

"The previous life of Buddhism refers to the life before it was born." For example, Qiyi is seriously popularizing Qin Ying, and Buddhism's unique sealing, construction, superstition, and belief.

"Mr. Sun Simiao is so old, why can't I know him in my previous life." Qin Ying's face did not change his color. I thought in my heart that this time he was really sparse and rare to be smart.

Ruqi's eyes were still a little puzzled, but he didn't say anything after all. He knew that he was going to argue with Qin Ying, and he would definitely lose in the end.

Therefore, Ruqi, who was obviously in charge, fell silent, and Qin Ying surrendered without a fight.

When Qin Ying took off the silver needle on the inside of Lord Ouyang's palm, he shook the silk book and said, "...... The dosage is not written on it. Although his eloquence was not at the same level as hers, he felt compelled to speak up for it. After all, it's about the patient. At such a time, Ruqi becomes particularly bold.

Qin Ying wiped the three silver needles with a hand towel, rolled them into the cloth in turn, and then whispered to Ruqi: "How do you think the dosage should be written." She deliberately did not fill in the number of doses after the name of the medicinal herb, in order to consider what the medical skills had reached after studying by the side of Daoxuan Master for a year.

Ruqi didn't find out that Qin Ying had dug a pit, so he picked up a pen casually, dipped it in the ink that Lord Ouyang had researched, and marked it intently. Qin Ying glanced at it from a distance, and his heart was happy, Ruqi was wooden in other aspects, but he had an almost innate sensitivity to medical prescriptions. What he wrote basically coincided with what Qin Ying thought.

Lord Ouyang was pushed by Qin Ying at this time, and when he woke up, his vision was blurry.

Qin Ying and Ruqi were just a few feet away from him, but his dizzy eyes could only distinguish the color of their clothes. Slowly sat up with the support of the two of them, and began to say something amazing: "One Buddha and one is not a good match." ”

The first to react from the eight words was Qin Ying. She echoed twice: "Your Excellency, you haven't woken up yet, I'll help you back to the backyard room."

Lord Ouyang waved his hand again and again, because he saw the half of the stone tablet placed in the distance. He hadn't finished carving the remaining two lines of block letters, and he had no intention of resting.

Seeing Lord Ouyang's resolute expression, Ruqi flattened the folds pressed out of the hem of his monk's robe, so he first bowed to Lord Ouyang and said, "The little monk will leave first." ”

The arms can't twist the thighs. Qin Ying, as a junior and a subordinate, couldn't dissuade Lord Ouyang's stubborn behavior, and he also followed Ruqi out of the small bamboo forest.

Because of what Lord Ouyang said inexplicably just now, Qin Ying and Ruqi got along, as if they were not as comfortable as they were just now.

It is rare that the two of them did not walk side by side, but Qin Ying was in front of them as if they were seven in the back, and there was a gap of ten steps between the two people, which looked like they were not familiar with each other just now.

"One Buddha and one is not a good match." Qin Ying silently read this sentence in her heart, secretly thinking that these two would not be made together no matter what. Not to mention the countless Sanskrit net precepts of Buddhism, with the unfriendly attitude of Taoism towards Buddhism, if it is really made up, most of it will be abusive.

Qin Ying and Ruqi left the Hanlin Courtyard with their front and back feet, she went to Zuo Chunfang to grab medicine for Lord Ouyang, and Ruqi went back to her residence to practice and meditate.

It's also a shame to say that since Qin Ying left the temple and Taoist temple, he hasn't crossed his legs and practiced for a moment. She now suspected that Master Ning Fengzi's words - preaching in the square - had no basis. When he said this, he probably wanted to drive himself down the mountain.

There are many miscellaneous things in the red dust, which affects the peace of mind very much. Qin Ying has been under the mountain for nearly two years in her life, and she has almost forgotten all kinds of methods of cultivation. It is not easy to maintain the Dao within the Fang, let alone cultivate to a higher realm outside the Fang, which is even more difficult.

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Tai Chi Palace Imperial Study.

Li Chengqian knelt quietly in front of Li Shimin's desk, refusing to get up for more than a quarter of an hour.

Gonggong An was sweating several times anxiously next to him, but seeing that His Majesty had no intention of letting his eldest son get up at all, he was not good at announcing the decree on his behalf. He has been working as an errand boy by His Majesty's side for the past few years, and he has long understood how delicate his position is. Nearest the king nearest the gallows. Although it is beautiful in front of everyone, if this one is not careful, it may anger Long Yan and end up miserable.

Li Shimin lowered his eyes and approved several folds, before he raised his head and snorted: "How long are you going to be willful for the sake of serving the doctor of the ninth grade." This afternoon he was watching the admonition when he heard the sound of footsteps outside the door. Seeing that Li Chengqian, who had been lying on the couch for a long time, pushed the door in without an edict, Li Shimin's eyebrows jumped, and he had a bad premonition.

Li Chengqian really didn't ask Aya for good afternoon tea. He greeted the father of the head slightly, and then announced the word Qin Ying. Before he could put the topic on the table, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Li Shimin.

And Li Chengqian, who failed to succeed in his apprenticeship, gave up lightly. When he saw that Aya did not listen, he took measures of passive resistance and knelt down. This is almost a bet with his weight in his father's heart.

"The son did not act willfully. Qin Ying...... Qin Zhizhao's words and deeds are inappropriate today, and he should indeed be punished, and he should not be deprived of the side seat of the state banquet. Li Chengqian gritted his teeth and said, "If Qin Yingying can't attend the banquet, his sons won't go." ”

Li Shimin's eyes darkened a little, he stared at his eldest son, who was becoming more and more bold and presumptuous, and said in a low voice: "-You are threatening Yu Me?" ”

I only heard him take a deep breath and say, "My life is his." ”

"Ahem, ahem." When Li Shimin heard this earth-shattering sentence, he was holding up a cup of tea, and he was choked as soon as he drank a little to moisten his throat. Rubbing his chest and bowing his head for a long time, he looked at his eldest son, and said slowly and clearly, word by word, "You dare to say it again? ”

"One of my lives has been pulled back from danger by him again and again, if I can't repay this kindness, I am not worthy of being the master of the East Palace." Li Chengqian used his last bit of strength to support his waist, which was as straight as a bamboo.

"What a good one is not worthy of being the master of the East Palace." Li Shimin suddenly smiled, the light in his eyes flickered, "I gave you a qiē that you have." You don't want to sit in the position of the prince. (To be continued.) )