Yang Shufei's soft voice followed: "Don't listen to her, she also wanted this Lingbo Hall to live, but the saint couldn't ask for it, and her heart was sour." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" She stepped forward and took Feng Ling's hand, patted the back of Feng Ling's hand on one wall, and glanced at Princess Gao Yang at the other.

Feng Ling taught her to shoot uncomfortably, and she was dragged by her hand, and it was not easy to salute, so she had to smile politely: "If Madam and Princess want to see Feng Ling, just send someone to pass it on, where does Feng Ling dare to be ......"

"Feel free to take a few steps and come to recognize the door, where is the important matter of our harem women, we have to see it immediately." Concubine Yang Shufei let go of Feng Ling's hand and took a few steps in the Lingbo Palace: "What's short, just order someone to come to the Fengle Palace." ”

Feng Ling bowed his knees in thanks, and when he looked up, he saw Princess Gao Yang looking out of the window on one side and was stunned. The wind spirit followed her gaze, but saw that she was staring at the quiet courtyard across the path from the Lingbo Palace. Feng Ling remembered that when Fang just came, the palace man who led the way said that this was the translation field specially set up by the sage for Master Xuanzang, as if it was a court of Zhaohong.

Feng Ling's heart moved, and he said to Yang Shufei: "Feng Ling made a mistake, and he didn't know that he had taken the princess's love. Only mentioned to the sage that he believed in Buddhism, and wished that he would hear the sound of bells and drums in the morning and dusk, and his mood would be peaceful, so he placed the wind spirit near the Hong Court. ”

Concubine Yang Shufei smiled disappreciably, but Princess Gaoyang turned her face, and the resentment was written directly on her face, and she was puzzled, and secretly wondered: Could it be that she also wants to be closer to the Hong Court? But she never heard Yule Tuzi mention that she believed in Buddhism.

After turning around, Yang Shufei was about to leave, and Feng Ling respectfully sent it to the door of Lingbo Palace, originally still hanging in her heart, afraid that she would mention the matter of tax merchants, but she didn't listen to her mention a word before leaving, and Feng Ling slowly relaxed.

"Tomorrow, Ashina Helu will see you, the children of the Tang Dynasty will compete with the Turks in the skill of bowing, not to mention the saint's skills, but also to show one or two, you are with the side, you might as well persuade more, after all, it is the beginning of the recovery of a major illness." Before arriving at the gate of the courtyard, Yang Shufei grabbed Feng Ling's hand again.

This is to prevent the saint from teaching him to hit the ball. Or does Concubine Yang really care about the saint, and her reputation of "ignoring the overall situation" refuses to carry it on her own, so she pushes her to act? This was the real intention of her rush to visit the door as soon as she settled down. Feng Ling's heart was clear, but he couldn't refute her, so he had to nod and agree: "Madam, don't worry, Feng Ling will do his best." ”

Concubine Yang Shu was really satisfied, released Feng Ling's hand from her slippery hand, and led the people who followed her to leave the Lingbo Palace. Princess Gaoyang seemed to be reluctant to give up, and looked at the Hongyuan on the other side, even if she left, she turned back three times and glanced at the wind spirit with disgust.

Feng Ling also stood in place and was stunned for a long time in front of the Hong Court, she already knew that Master Xuanzang lived in the small courtyard, because of the help of the previous search for the unborn mother and child, she should go to pay respects and thank you, but she also felt that Master Xuanzang was concentrating on translating the scriptures, and probably did not like to socialize, so she rushed to go, which could not help but disturb.

After standing for a while, Ah Sheng came to summon her, saying that it was the sage who announced her to go, and wanted to inquire about the progress of the recent business registration of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. Feng Ling put away his hesitation at this time, and followed Ah Sheng to the Hanfeng Hall to reply.

Concubine Yang Shu and Princess Gaoyang never said that the Hanfeng Hall was really close to the Lingbo Palace, and the wind spirit and Ah Sheng were walking, but the kung fu of the two teas arrived.

Li Shimin's old illness this time was ferocious, although he was healed now, his strength could not be recovered, the carriage and horses were tired, his face was faintly pale again, Feng Ling couldn't help but sigh secretly, Yang Shufei's worry was not unreasonable.

Rao is so, he just took a short nap, and the life of the wind spirit will wake him up in half an hour. Feng Ling didn't know how tight the military resources were, but he could see that the imperial court had been using troops to the west and Goryeo one after another over the years. Just looking at the determination of the saint tax collector and asking about the progress every three or five days, we can see the urgency of the sacred heart.

When Feng Ling replied, he explained the process of the Ministry of Civil Affairs to him in detail, and then talked about some business affairs in the Western Regions, and the sky was already dark. Because there was still a big event to preside over the next day, he still wanted to see Honglu Temple, so he sent the wind spirit back to Lingbo Hall to rest.

Feng Ling's body and bones are not bad, and he still feels a little exhausted after a day of fatigue, and when he heard that Li Shimin still had to see his subordinates, he couldn't help but secretly smack his tongue, but he didn't feel the good position of the emperor at all.

She walked to the door of the hall, turned around again, took two steps back, and bent her knees to Li Shimin: "The health of the saint is the welfare of the Tang Dynasty, so you must take care of it." After recovering from a serious illness, he still needs to recuperate for some time, and he asked the saint to rest early. ”

Li Shimin and Ah Sheng were stunned, Ah Sheng was stunned, and Ah Sheng was secretly shouting that the wind spirit was bold, how about the Holy Body, even the two Fengyu of Shang Pharmacy did not dare to be so outspoken, even when they talked about it, they were also very careful to pick up the words, and they wanted to avoid the words that the saint was weak and sick.

Ah Sheng secretly glanced at Li Shimin's face, but fortunately did not see him angry. But he didn't know that Li Shimin was not only angry, but also had some other feelings. Feng Ling's words, if placed in an ordinary house, are very ordinary, but for Li Shimin, this sudden and unabashed concern is something he has never heard. He has many children and grandchildren, but where will there be any family happiness in the heavenly family, those children see him, and the respect is far more than the affection of flesh and blood.

Since Feng Ling entered the palace, no one inside and outside the court knows that he has a great preference. is his favorite pair of children, King Wei and Princess Gaoyang have not been treated so favorably by him. Feng Ling has always been respectfully loved by the envy of others, and has served with all his heart, but just because he is a king, this is the first time that he has been concerned from the bottom of his heart.

She herself was stunned, speculating that she was probably speechless, and she was busy bending her knees, turning around and fleeing away from the Hanfeng Palace.

Li Shimin looked at her back as she left in a hurry, and the corners of his lips curled slightly. Ah Sheng is accustomed to observing words and feelings, and while handing over the hot tea that has just been cooked, he said with a smile: "Gu Niangzi is unruly outside, and this temperament is also straightforward." ”

Li Shimin took the hot tea, held it in his hand but didn't eat it, and suddenly said: "If Feng Ling is still there, it should be at her age." ”

For so many years, the palace has avoided mentioning Princess Runan, and the saint has never mentioned it. Ah Sheng was very taken aback when he heard his words, he didn't dare to answer, and quietly retreated into the shadows behind Li Shimin, even gasping for breath and suppressing small breaths, not daring to make a sound. (To be continued.) )