Duanwangfu.

The south of the inner city was built during the period of the first emperor, covering an area of about 60 acres.

It consists of five rooms at the main entrance, seven rooms in the main hall, nine rooms in each wing building on both sides, seven rooms in the shrine, and seven rooms in the back building.

The building is majestic and magnificent, and the decoration is splendid.

There are rockeries and flowing waters, lakes and ponds, nine-curved corridors, water pavilions, martial arts training courts, etc.

It was noon.

After Duanwang Nangong Ke had lunch, he was playing football on the court with his only daughter, Nangong Xiaorui.

Foot balls from the western countries of this era were played in a similar way to football, but on smaller surfaces and with a casual number of people.

Although Nangong Xiaorui is only nine years old, she is wearing a red power suit, wearing a ponytail, and knee pads, heroic and cool, running like the wind, as if she has inexhaustible strength.

But Nangong Ke was sweating, panting, and couldn't run anymore.

There were seven tall men standing side by side outside the field, the oldest was nearly thirty, and the youngest was only in his teens, all cheering for Nangong Xiaorui.

They are all martial artists, and at the same time, they are all Nangong Xiaorui's own brothers.

Nangong Ke ran for a while, but he couldn't run anymore, so he stopped and waved his hand and said, "Xiaorui, my father is no good, rest for a while, rest for a while." ”

Nangong Xiaorui hooked her little feet, and the ball flew into her hand, and she pouted: "Father is really useless, don't come to play with me in the future." ”

Nangong Ke took the towel handed over by the servant, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said with a smile on his face: "Xiaorui, don't be angry, let my father rest for a while, and my father will play with you later." ”

"Humph!"

Nangong Xiaorui turned her head and said, "Seventh brother, you come to replace your father." ”

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy immediately came on the stage and smiled: "Okay, Xiaorui, I won't let you." ”

"Hey, I don't know who let whom."

Nangong Xiaorui threw the ball in her hand, stopped at her feet, and then kicked it out.

Nangong Ke had no choice but to end the game, and when he was drinking water, a servant hurriedly came and said in a low voice: "Lord Wang, Steward Ning has just come to report that the county lord of the Nanguo County Mansion is here and wants to visit you." ”

Nangong Ke was stunned when he heard this, and his face showed a touch of surprise: "Thirteenth brother's daughter? ”

He suddenly remembered what happened last time in the Golden Cicada Temple, his expression moved, and he said, "Who else is there besides her?" ”

The servant whispered, "There is also a young man in a Confucian robe. ”

When Nangong Ke heard this, he sneered: "Sure enough, I'm either here to get things back, or I'm here to ask for compensation." Go, say that this king is taking a lunch break, and today he is not feeling well, and he is gone. ”

The servant said yes and left immediately.

Just a few steps, Nangong Ke suddenly said again: "Come back!" ”

Then he muttered again: "If you don't see it, I'm afraid that the thirteenth brother will think more when he knows about it." Let's go. ”

After speaking, he explained to the sons next to him and left directly.

Luo Qingzhou followed behind Nangong Meijiao, entered the splendid Duanwang Mansion, and waited in the living room.

Nangong Meijiao sat and drank tea.

And he can only stand by and stand with his hands down.

It doesn't matter in the Qin Mansion, but outside, it is natural to abide by the rules.

What's more, this is the Prince's Palace.

Nangong Meijiao took a sip of tea, turned her head to look at him and said, "Have you memorized the skills you just taught?" ”

Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "County Lord, remember everything." ”

Nangong Meijiao said lightly: "Don't tell others about today's events, throw lime in the future, and don't say that I taught you, do you hear?" ”

"Yes, County Lord."

Luo Qingzhou replied respectfully.

Nangong Meijiao put down the teacup and said, "Have you thought about what to do later?" ”

Luo Qingzhou said: "Adapt." ”

Nangong Meijiao glanced at him, and suddenly asked again: "That fire fox tears, can you really get them?" ”

Luo Qingzhou said: "Yes." ”

Nangong Meijiao said: "Can you tell me which friend it is?" ”

Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and said, "No." ”

Nangong Meijiao narrowed her eyes and said, "Why? I won't say it. ”

Luo Qingzhou said: "I promised my friends that I can't tell others." People don't stand without faith, county lord, sorry. ”

"Humph!"

Nangong Meijiao snorted coldly and didn't speak again.

Another moment passed.

A middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe with an extraordinary bearing, surrounded by the housekeeper and servants, came in from the door, and said with a smile on his face: "Virtuous niece, how can you have time to come to my house to play today?" ”

Nangong Meijiao hurriedly stood up, bowed and saluted: "Eighteenth uncle, I really don't hide it, I came here today to ask for something." ”

"Oh?"

Nangong Ke's eyes flashed, and he looked at the young man behind her.

Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and said, "In Xia Luo Qingzhou, I have seen the prince." ”

Nangong Ke retracted his gaze, ignored him, and said with a smile on his face: "Virtuous niece, is there anything that Uncle Eighteen can help with, just say." ”

Nangong Meijiao didn't beat around the bush, and said directly: "Listen to my father, there is a Xuantian Jade Girl Tree on the Eighteenth Uncle's Mansion. My cousin is seriously ill and still needs a medicine, which happens to be the morning dew of the Xuantian Jade Maiden Tree, so I came to disturb me today. If it is convenient for Uncle Eighteen, I hope it can be fulfilled. ”

"Xuantian Jade Maiden Tree Morning Dew?"

Nangong Ke was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then frowned, and said, "Which liar told you that this is a medicine?" ”

Nangong Mei said arrogantly: "Master Wukong of the Golden Cicada Temple." ”

As soon as these words came out, Nangong Ke was taken aback, and his face changed color and said, "Master Wukong? The last time you went, did you meet Master Wukong? How is this possible? ”

Nangong Meijiao said: "I did see it, the abbot asked people to ring the bell continuously, just to invite Master Wukong to come out, not to be invaded by an enemy." ”

Nangong Ke was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and suddenly said: "I see, no wonder this king finally sent someone to investigate, but found that there was no major incident on it, and there were no enemies." At that time, the king was still wondering why the bell kept ringing. ”

Immediately, his face was full of curiosity and incredulity: "Niece Xian, how did you invite that Wukong master out?" This king has been there many times, but he has not even seen the face of the abbot, and he has not even seen the first emperor who sent someone to invite him, and you actually invited the master out the first time you went. If it had not come out of your mouth, the king would never have believed it. ”

Nangong Meijiao glanced up at the others behind him.

Seeing this, Nangong Ke waved his hand and said: "Let's all stand down, in the conversation just now, who dares to say a word, come and see you!" ”

"Yes, lord."

The butler and his subordinates immediately retreated.

Nangong Ke said: "Don't worry, the virtuous niece is an old man in the house, loyal and loyal, and no one will tell me about it." ”

Nangong Meijiao said at this time: "Uncle Eighteen, the abbot and elders, and Master Wukong were able to come out to see us, all of which are the credit of Luo Qingzhou. ”

Nangong Ke was stunned when she heard this, her eyes looked at the young man behind her again, and said, "Could it be because of those Buddhist poems?" But it's also unlikely, if the abbot is for those Buddhas, it is possible. But that Wukong master, but he hasn't seen a guest for a hundred years, he shouldn't be able to go out of the mountain easily. Boy, what the hell did you do that? ”

Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "Lord Wang, after the prince took away those Buddhist verses, he wrote another Buddha poem below. ”

When Nangong Ke heard this, his face suddenly sank, and he said unhappily: "Boy, there must be evidence when you speak, when did this king take a few of your Buddha poems, who can prove it?" ”

Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and said: "It's wrong to say it in the next, what it means is that after the prince took away the few Buddhist poems that he gave to the prince, he wrote a Buddhist poem to the Golden Cicada Temple." ”

When Nangong Ke heard this, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and then he said curiously: "What kind of Buddha poem did you write again?" This king doesn't believe that there is a better Buddha than the one [body is a Bodhi tree]. ”

Nangong Meijiao suddenly interjected: "Eighteenth uncle, is the morning dew of the Xuantian Jade Maiden Tree convenient for us?" ”

Nangong Ke showed a smile on his face and said, "Don't worry, niece Xian, wait for this king to finish asking." ”

Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "Lord Yu, the last Buddha poem is indeed better than the one [Body is a Bodhi Tree], and it is specifically for answering this Buddha poem." ”

"Oh?"

Nangong Ke suddenly became excited, and hurriedly approached him and said, "Read!" Read it out, and listen to it! ”

Then he suddenly said, "Wait, let's write it out." ”

Then he took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone directly from his sleeve, put it on the table next to him, studied the ink himself, and couldn't wait to say: "Come, write on this paper!" ”

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the ruby ring on his finger, walked over and picked up the pen, waited for a moment, dipped it in ink and wrote it down.

Nangong Ke stared with wide eyes, and when he finished writing the last word, he suddenly said with excitement on his face: "Name!" Write your name on it too! ”

Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, and wrote down the word "Qingzhou".

Nangong Ke picked up the rice paper, repeated it several times, and muttered: "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform." There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust! No wonder, no wonder ......"

Then he looked up at the young man in front of him and said: "No wonder that old monk is willing to come out to see you, these two Buddha poems can indeed become the treasure of his Golden Cicada Temple!" ”

Then he suddenly sighed and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity...... This king's picture, but it's not the first ink, hey......"

Luo Qingzhou held the pen and arched his hand: "If the prince likes the Buddha, there are a few poems here, which have never been written." ”

As soon as these words came out, Nangong Ke's face was suddenly full of surprise: "Really? ”

Luo Qingzhou nodded, directly dipped the pen in ink, and wrote it.

Nangong Ke hurriedly studied the ink himself, and at the same time leaned over to him to watch.

"A Buddha does not see the body and knows that he is a Buddha, and if he really knows, there is no Buddha......"

"The law cannot be used in this law, and the law cannot be lawed. When it is impossible to pay today, how can the law be ......"

"The heart is the same as the Void Realm, showing the ...... of the Void Method"

Luo Qingzhou wrote five poems in a row, and the pen walked like a dragon, all in one go.

Nangong Ke watched from the side with bated breath, his face was full of excitement, and he couldn't help but read it out.

Nangong Meijiao stood aside, looking at the delicate and serious face, and couldn't help but secretly say in her heart: No wonder Weimo is dead set on him, everyone in the Qin family spoils him very much, he does have this ability and qualification......

Luo Qingzhou put down his pen.

Nangong Ke couldn't wait to pick up the rice paper on the table, and while blowing the ink, he read it several times, and suddenly smiled, and couldn't close his mouth happily: "Qingzhou, good, well written, wonderful!" These five Buddha poems are all rare good poems, and this king is not welcome. ”

After that, he blew the ink a few more times, and then put it away directly, as if he was afraid that he would regret it.

Luo Qingzhou arched his hand and said, "Lord Wang, can you give us some of the morning dew of the Xuantian Jade Maiden Tree?" ”

At this time, it makes sense to ask for something.

Nangong Ke seemed to have just remembered this matter, and was a little embarrassed: "Qingzhou, virtuous niece, this king also wants to agree to this matter." It's just that the Xuantian Jade Girl Tree is planted by my daughter, and no one can go except her mother can go to see it. Even this king can only go to see it once a month, and every time he goes, he is disgusted, saying that this king has a cheesy body, which will affect the growth of the Xuantian Jade Maiden tree, and he can only watch from a distance, and he can't get close, hey......"

After a pause, he said again: "In this way, Rui'er is kicking the ball in the back, and you will go with this king." If you convince her, you will have no problem. ”

Luo Qingzhou and Nangong Meijiao glanced at each other.

Nangong Meijiao asked, "Uncle Eighteen, does Rui'er have anything else she likes besides kicking football?" ”

Nangong Ke smiled: "Let's go, talk as you go." The things that the girl likes are very strange and weird, and ordinary people don't like them. ”

The two followed, out of the waiting room, and walked towards the court behind them.

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