The dragon gave birth to nine sons, each of whom was different.

King Ping is slightly chubby and medium-looking, and compared with the other royal children of Long Zifengzhang, he is a very inconspicuous one. Although he is a mediocre person, he has a prominent foreign family, as well as a precious concubine who is deeply favored by the emperor.

More than ten years ago, Emperor Taishang issued an edict to Zen in today's Shang, and took a few favorite concubines to retire to accompany the capital Luoyang. Although nominally no longer the monarch of Great Xia, the emaciated camel is still bigger than a horse, let alone the emperor who has been in power for decades. Relying on this, King Ping, the son of the favorite concubine, can still fight cocks and lackeys, prostitutes and royal girls, and swagger through the market, and live a happy life.

However, at the foot of Dongshan at this moment, in the brilliant sunshine at noon, after listening to what Shen Moci said, King Ping, who believed in himself, shuddered.

"Are you sure...... Is it Dingbei Hou? ”

"It's a young son of Xuanyi, and the folk girl is just guessing, and she is not as knowledgeable as the prince." Knowing that Wang Zhi was talented and sparse, Shen Moci praised him between words.

At this moment, King Ping had no intention of admiring the thin beauty, his mind was full of a scene in the first month, Lu Jingyuan, who was dressed in a dark robe, beat his gang of dogs to the ground, and then stripped him of his clothes and threw him into the ice and snow from the second floor. Thinking about it now, he faintly felt a tingling in his tail vertebrae, and then a cold cold swept through his body.

"Isn't that evil star still in the capital?"

King Ping's voice was very small, but Shen Moci still heard it. She didn't break it, but said suspiciously, "In the past half a month, someone has been secretly visiting the major silk shops in Qingcheng. ”

"Half a month? But before leaving Beijing, the king also saw the Marquis of Dingbei...... Oh no, we've all been lied to him. ”

That's when I thought about it, it's really stupid. was disdainful in his heart, but Shen Moci did not show anything on his face. Looking up, she said more respectfully: "With the wisdom of the prince, it is not too late to make amends." ”

"Yes, it should be remedied, but how?"

There was a trace of success in his eyes, and Shen Moci's face was embarrassed, "The people are not talented, they can't see the overall situation like the prince, and now they only have some small plans......

"It's good for Ah Ci to say it directly." King Ping looked anxious.

"The prince came to Qingcheng to raise money for the big plan, and the biggest silk merchant in Qingcheng is none other than the imperial merchant Hu family. As we all know, the most painful thing for Master Hu is his only daughter Hu Yao. ”

"Ah Ci means to say that let this king accept her?" King Ping's voice was terrifying.

Ah Yao is a concubine, this is a good idea. Shen Moci looked at the figure of King Ping, if he looked like the young man in the temple, this matter might be okay, but he was fat and ugly, and Hu Jiuling was not stupid, how could he be so wronged by his only daughter.

"The prince is a nobleman, how can he be wronged for such a trivial matter. Master Hu is reluctant to let his daughter suffer a trace of grievance, even if there is a girl in Qingcheng who is stronger than Hu Yao. Originally, if the folk girl succeeded in worshipping Mo Daru as a teacher, she would be able to draw her attention and share her worries for the prince, but it was a pity that ......" wide sleeves covered her face, and Shen Moci's face was gloomy.

King Ping can't see the grievances of beauties the most, let alone beauties who think about him wholeheartedly.

"Mo Daoxuan is just a scribe under his father's emperor, and when this king gives an order, he will not dare to disobey."

Shen Moci excitedly pulled up the sleeves of King Ping's shirt and looked at him with admiration, "Lord Wang, how can the people's daughter be virtuous." ”

The beauty is on the side, her skin is as white as jade, and her eyes are full of autumn waves, and King Ping can't help it anymore. pressed it against the gable on the spot, and sucked it hard at Yan Hong's little mouth, until she was delicate all over, and looked at him with half disgust and half joy as she held his arm weakly.

"Leprechaun."

"The prince ~ Ah Ci can't bear the tiredness of the prince. Why don't you find a competent person to involve Dingbei Hou, and then you watch from the wall, just waiting for the fisherman to profit? "I've really endured enough of such pig teammates, my eyes are like silk, and Shen Mo is gentle and gentle.

"This ......"

Although his intelligence is mediocre and he is easy to make mistakes in terms of women, King Ping is a prince anyway. Growing up in the court since childhood, he has been exposed to many things, and he has a natural intuition about many things.

"Ah Ci, let's go back to the house first, and let King Ben think about it again."

King Ping seemed to be aware of this, and when he found this, Shen Moci became even more harmless, his nails seductively scraped off his palms, and obediently got into the carriage.

The numb and itchy touch of the palm came, and King Ping breathed a long sigh of relief. How much thought can a merchant girl have, the mother concubine is really worried.

"Uncle Pingwang."

A familiar voice came, and King Ping shuddered, and the only one in the world who called him so the Demon King of the Mixed World. Turning around from the source of the sound, there was a boy in Xuanyi standing on the welcoming pine sticking out of the gable.

Recognizing the person on the tree, he only felt a tingling sensation rising from the tail vertebrae.

Lu Jingyuan has been here for a while, and the girl has an awkward relationship with him, seeing him like a mouse seeing a cat. Feeling bored, he just received a report from the secret guard, so he followed Shen Moci down the mountain.

hid on the welcome pine, and took in the conversation between the two, and sure enough, it was as he expected. Originally, he didn't have to come out, but when he heard the word "Na", he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

Jumping down from the tree, picking up a dead branch and picking up King Ping's chin, looking at him from head to toe, he did not hide the disdain in his voice: "If you want to take the girl of the Hu family as a concubine, it's up to you?" ”

"I ...... But you, elders. ”

"Want to put the score of your elders? It seems that the brain is not clear yet. ”

looked at him with a smile, and after speaking, Lu Jingyuan raised his foot to his stomach and kicked it the gable. When the lump of flesh spread out on all fours and stuck to the gable in the shape of a "big" figure, and was about to fall back, he followed and grabbed him by the collar and arm, and with a kick of his feet he went up the tree and hung him on the branch.

"Let's go up there!"

After saying that, he clapped his hands, rubbed his somewhat sore wrists, and strode away from the meteor.

Hanging on the treetops, King Ping looked at the empty back mountain valley, and looked down through the gaps in the trees, he was at least three zhang high from the ground, and he was either killed or injured if he fell. Feeling the swaying branches beneath me, the fear of the sky struck.

What kind of evil ghost is he up to......

He can't fight, he really can't fight.

Shen Moci's words suddenly came out before leaving. You have to find a helper, go back and find it immediately!

Lu Jingyuan, who walked out of the valley quickly, didn't expect that he just heard something he didn't want to hear, and he gave himself a vent on the spot, but he could unintentionally insert the willows and willows.

Ordered the secret guard to guard the valley mouth, and when the people were released in another two hours, he hurried to the tea house in front of the mountain.

Ah Yao came to worship the Buddha sincerely, and she was always in awe of the rebirth, lest she wake up and return to the desolate state again, and always wanted to pray for peace of mind.

Master Kukai received instructions from the little marquis and dragged the girl of the Hu family. As an attained monk, there is no better way to delay your time than to explain the Dharma.

This point is exactly what A-Yao wants, the matter of rebirth is a matter of rebirth, and she does not dare to take it lightly as an outsider. After thinking about it for a while, she changed her statement, saying that she was born to the Hu family, and she had no worries about food and clothing since she was a child, and she was pampered, and she was much luckier than her peers. With such good luck, I don't know what to reciprocate, and I always feel uneasy.

Seeing that her face was frank and honest, and the sadness between her eyebrows did not seem to be fake, Master Kukai's heart rippled slightly as he cultivated Buddhism for many years. If he paid attention to Ah Yao before, it was half because of the order of the little marquis, and half because of her peculiar personality, now it is partly because of her. Fu Shen is rare in his life, but he is still trapped by good qi, and he finally understands where such a destiny originates.

After the confusion cleared up, he had a little more compassion for Ah Yao.

"Would the girl like to worship a poor monk as a teacher?"

Yes? Ah Yao's eyes widened, "Kemo Da Confucian......"

"Brother Dao Xuan is in Hongchen, and there are some things that he can't help himself."

Although Mrs. Mo's intention is touching, from the day Mo Daoxuan accepted the invitation of the Emperor Taishang and enjoyed the glory and wealth, some things are no longer in his hands.

Ah Yao naturally heard the meaning of his words, could it be that the things of the previous life were going to be staged again? Obviously, she had already refuted Shen Moci.

She couldn't accept it, so she could only find a reason in a hurry, "It's a matter of escaping into the empty door, I have to ask Daddy." ”

Where did you want to go, the eyebrows were dyed with a smile, and Master Kukai vaguely understood what the stupid, stupid, and stupid that the little marquis often talked about these days meant.

"It's not that the girl is called a nun," seeing her rubbing her hands and blushing, Master Kukai didn't break it. He got up and looked at the sun, and said, "The hour is almost the same, and the poor monk sends the girl down the mountain." ”

It seems that there are also lay disciples...... Anyway, with Master Kukai's assurance of accepting apprentices, A-Yao felt a lot more at ease. Standing up like a stream, one old and one young walked down the mountain road when they came.

When she walked to the tea house at the foot of the mountain, she saw Meng Lang's Xuanyi son sitting opposite A-Niang, and the two talked happily.