Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Mess

"Hey! Have you heard? The prince lost his temper today, scolded Su Sile in the palace for twenty years, and sent him to prison? "People on Chang'an Street are gossiping and gossiping. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

"Really? Don't be talking nonsense, right? Who doesn't know that the prince values Susle very much! The other didn't believe it.

"How can it? The second son of my second uncle's third cousin is on an errand in the palace, and this is the letter that came out at noon today, saying that people only have half a life left! The man said that he looked serious, and he almost swore an oath.

"Really? That's a terrible fight! A woman's family! Alas! The listener sighed and shook his head, these royal nobles! How can you really treat these women as human beings? It's just coaxing to play, when don't you like it, don't you turn your face and don't recognize people?

Sure enough, as Li Zhi said, the merchant was just scolded by the cane in the prince's East Palace, but at noon, the news had already flown all over Chang'an City like wings, and the addition of oil and vinegar and exaggeration were really eye-popping.

"It's really a good thing not to go out, but a bad thing to spread thousands of miles!"

The businessman who was lying in a specific room in the prison to recuperate from his injuries heard the news and was really a little crying and laughing.

It seems that his usual life is not bad! At least there is no schadenfreude or schadenfreude in these rumors, but most of them are crying out for her. On the contrary, it was Li Zhi, and the news of this cane blame reversed his image of being a tepid swallow of water 180 degrees into a tyrannical demon king!

No way, who made him blame a weak woman? And she is also a weak woman with a glamorous reputation!

"Has anyone informed you in the Patriotic Mansion? Also--Did Grandpa Zhang go to the Prince Villa? ”

Shang Shang endured the pain in his lower back, and raised his face with great effort to ask Li Yan, who was standing aside, but in his heart, he was secretly cursing Li Zhi to be too ruthless! Now she can't move, and the slightest carelessness will cause tears in pain.

"I've already been informed, the bearded prince is already staying in the other garden, and he just waits until the time comes, and then he will set off to the Wu Wangfu to rescue the savior." Looking at the businessmen lying motionless on the haystack, Li Yan felt a little uneasy.

How can the word "miserable" describe the current appearance of businessmen! The clothes that were about to rot into strips were covered in a mess on her body, but there was no flesh exposed, and the large blood marks on her back were even more shocking on her jade skin and snowy skin!

Although Li Yan couldn't lift her clothes and face the injuries on her body, such a weak woman survived the twenty-cane punishment, which also made him have to admire! And while admiring it, he thought that if Li Mo knew that she was beaten like this, I don't know what she would be angry?

"That's good!" The merchant breathed a sigh of relief and let his face fall on the haystack.

In order to ensure the realism of the play, she did not bring Fu'er. This made it very difficult for her to move slightly, and it became impossible for her to drink water. Her lips were dry and cracked, and she thought that her face was very ugly because of the injuries to her body.

"Would you like some water?" Li Yan looked at the face of the merchant who fell back to the haystack weakly, and he was also a little unbearable.

Although I know that the prince has already found someone to punish the person who was tortured with the cane, but no matter what, she has really beaten her twenty times, she is only an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl's house, and the environment of the prison is coupled with such an injury, and there is no one to take care of it at this time, if you don't get it, you will really fall into the root of the disease!

"Inconvenient, right?"

Shang Shang hesitantly looked outside the cell door, although Li Yan had already sent everyone out when she came in, she didn't want to take this risk. It's just that I want to drink some water, and I'll get over it, so it's better not to bother.

"Don't worry, it's still early, Yu Wenjing is going to come over and after dark, he won't come over at this point."

Li Yan replied softly, turned around and went outside, found a clean porcelain bowl, poured a bowl of water for the merchant, and fed her to drink.

After waiting for a bowl of sweet underwater belly, Shang Shang felt that he was relieved a little, looked at Li Yan with a kind smile, and said:

"You don't have to guard me, go back to the garden! If you have your spirits up, you will have the strength to save your master at night. If you save him, you save me! ”

Even though her lower back was still aching hot, and it seemed to tear when she moved, Shang Shang's heart felt a little lighter, because she knew that everything was going on in an orderly manner.

After tonight, Li Mo will return to the prince's palace safely! Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Shang Shang's mouth. As long as he can come back safely, it will be okay to suffer some flesh and skin!

Li Yan has been taking care of the beaten merchants, and it was not until the first shift that he left the prison and returned to the prince's garden. He still has a lot of things to do, and tonight's thing is that Xu Wei will not be defeated, and he must be mentally refreshed.

It was mid-autumn, and the Huguo Temple, which had been lively for a day, finally quieted down when it was dark. In the quiet room of the inner Buddha Hall, there are flickering lights reflected on the window lattice, outlining the beautiful silhouette of the people inside.

Under the corridor outside the quiet room, there were two young men in green clothes, with their heads slightly hung down, their eyes half-closed, and they were blind to the night that was gradually becoming hazy in front of them.

The monks in the front yard had already finished their evening service, and only a monk in white linen was left in the ashram who was still whispering Buddhist scriptures, while the woman sitting opposite him had a bored look on her face, and her eyes were full of coquettishness.

"How long are you going to do this?" Gao Yang looked at the enemy in front of him bitterly.

Since the first time she saw him, she has never been able to let go of him. But no matter how much she tried her best, he always left her. Sometimes when she looks at him, she wonders if he is a real person. Or is it just a puppet holding a human form? If not, how could he be so hard-hearted?

Sometimes, when she inadvertently looks back, she will also see a heart-palpitating fire in his eyes! But when she looked closely, she disappeared again, and after a long time, she had to laugh at her delusion. He is the one who entrusted the Buddha to his life, where will he put her in his eyes?

"Princess! Buddhism and reasoning, listen and think more, and know yourself in your heart. If there is any uncertainty, the poor monk can consult with the princess. ”

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, the debate machine looked straight ahead with his eyes, ignoring Gao Yang who was facing him. She's been here for two days, and every day she's pestering him to say some scriptures.

"Debate! Let me ask you, do you know all the Zen machines in your Buddhism? Gao Yang's face was flushed, and he walked down lightly and stood in front of the debate.

"The poor monks don't dare to say anything, but the poor monks in my sect are all involved in Buddhism and law." The debate machine avoided the light in Gao Yang's eyes and lowered his head slightly.

What Master said is not wrong, this is his calamity! The debate machine mourned in his heart, the woman in front of him was like a flower like a mist, beautiful and incomprehensible, no matter how he resisted, she would be like a Bodhi rooted in his heart, and in an instant she would become a towering tree, if you want to uproot it, unless you rip out his heart and cut off his head!

But he's a monk! How can a monk ignore the precepts in such a way? Ignoring the majesty of the Dharma?

"Then I ask you! Is there a Buddha in your Buddhism who is called the Buddha of Joy? Gao Yang stood in front of the debate machine and looked condescendingly at the man in front of him who was dressed in white like snow and like the moon.

"There is indeed this Buddha in Buddhism, but there is no worship in this Dharma Xiangzhi Sect, and it is not clear to the poor monks." The debate machine tightened in his heart, and then he immediately faced the road.

"If you have it, then you should know how the Buddha of Joy entered the Buddha?" Gao Yang looked at the debate machine proudly, this man was devoted to the Buddha, but he ignored her intentions, how could she swallow this breath?

"Thisβ€”" The debater's face began to redden.

Although he has always followed his master to participate in the Buddhist scriptures recommended by the Dharma Enlightenment Sect, Xuanzang has also told him about the main Buddhist principles in the rest of the sects, among which the unique Buddha of Joy in Tantra is even more unique, and Xuanzang has also roughly told him that he also knows a little about the Buddha of Tantra.

Now Gao Yang took out the Buddha of Joy at this time to talk about it, but he was really speechless. The Faxiangzong has always been known for its strict discipline, so how can there be such a happy Buddha who almost demonizes men and women and cultivates together?

"Are you still hiding? Do you still want to hide? Don't you know that if you can cross me, you can cross the world? Gao Yang leaned into the arms of the debate machine, caressed his cheeks lovingly, and gently scraped the lips of the debate machine with his slender ten fingers, bringing an indescribable tinglingness.

The debate machine strongly restrained the thoughts in his heart, and turned his head slightly to dodge Gao Yang's caressing. Such a high yang made him unable to resist, and he just wanted to put her in his heart. But the last shred of reason in his heart reminded him that he couldn't! He can't!

Gao Yang didn't care about his dodge, and simply hid his body in the arms of the debate machine. She's had enough of these days, and she no longer wants to face the second fool at home who doesn't know anything about personnel! She loves this white-clad monk! Like your own eyeballs!

"Princess! It's getting late, it's time for you to rest! The debate machine forced himself to compose, pushed Gao Yang away and stood up, arranging the half-faded monk's robe on his body in embarrassment.

It is undeniable that he was indeed attracted by Gao Yang, and for a moment he was almost giving in! With such a gentle female body, leaning on him so softly, he really felt that his heart was going to melt!

"Bang!" There was a loud bang. The door to the ashram was slammed against the wall.

"Good! This Zen is wonderful! ”

When the door opened, Fang Yiai, who was furious and angry, and his eyes were red, clenched his fists and stood at the door, staring at Gao Yanghe, who was standing in the quiet room in disheveled clothes.

This loud noise startled Gao Yang and the debate machine in the quiet room, and Gao Yang, who was scattered with his temples, subconsciously looked at himself, and then raised his eyes to look at the debate machine in the monk's robe draped crookedly. How do the two look like they are messy after the clouds and rain.

The white jade face of the debater was flushed, and the hand holding the monk's robe trembled slightly, such a battle was something he had never seen before. Even if he liked Gao Yang no matter how much he could, he never thought that one day he would be blocked in the room by Fang Yuai, even if he didn't do anything, he felt that he couldn't say it clearly.

"Amitabha!" In desperation, the debate machine had to whisper a Buddha horn, which could be regarded as suppressing the shock for himself.

"You're still called a Buddha? Are you, a prostitute monk, worthy of being called a Buddha? Hearing the Buddha horn of the debate machine, Fang Yiai suddenly screamed, and his red face was even more distorted!

"Fang Legacy Love! Get the hell out of here! Gao Yang looked at Fang Yiai, who had lost his mind, and suddenly screamed. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )