Look at the dishes on the table, Xianzong has never seen such clean dishes in his life, and his daughter even drinks the stew, this picture makes Xianzong unable to look at it directly. "Follow me out of the palace," Xianzong stood up and called out to Yu Xiaoxiao.

"Oh," Yu Xiaoxiao responded to her faint father, and reached out to take another steamed bun.

"You take the Hui family to eat, I will give you all these steamed buns," Xianzong shouted while deciding in his heart that while Gu Chen would leave tomorrow, he would have to find this old man to enter the palace and ask if Gu Fu would give his daughter a full stomach all day long, obviously his daughter was not like this when she was in the imperial palace!

Xiao Wei saw that Xianzong was in a hurry to leave the palace, so he had to remind Xianzong: "Shengshang, are you going out of the palace like this?" "Have there been emperors who wear dragon robes to go out of the palace to go shopping in the streets?

Xianzong looked down at the clothes he was wearing, just thinking about Mo Qian, he forgot about the change of clothes.

Xianzong hurriedly went to the dormitory to change clothes, Yu Xiaoxiao sat and continued to nibble on steamed buns, Xiaowei stood beside Yu Xiaoxiao and thought, how could the saint suddenly take the princess out of the palace? It can't be another accident, right?

The carriage in which Gu Xinglang and Chengguan Guoshi were sitting stopped in front of the gate of Huguo Temple at this time.

Chengguan Guoshi got out of the carriage and said to Gu Xinglang, who was still sitting in the car: "The poor monk will go to see the master first, and the horse will wait in the main hall first." ”

Gu Xinglang nodded at the Chengguan National Teacher.

Gu Xingnuo's guards watched from a distance as Chengguan Guoshi advanced into the Huguo Temple, and not long after, the third young master of his family also led people into the gate of the Huguo Temple.

Gu Xinglang sat in the main hall of the Huguo Temple, where a statue of Rulai was enshrined, eight hundred arhats, and the longer he waited, the more restless Gu Xinglang became. I don't know why, Gu Sanshao just felt that looking at the merciful Mo Wen was more terrifying than the thousands of troops and horses in front of Wangxiang Pass, and in the chaotic army, Gu Xinglang was not timid, but at this moment he was panicked.

Mo Wen sat cross-legged in the Buddhist hall, and when he heard the Chengguan National Master say that Gu Xinglang came to see him off at the behest of the Xianzong, Mo Wen looked up at the Chengguan National Master and said, "Gu Xinglang? ”

"Yes," Chengguan Guoshi said calmly: "The Holy Lord said that the host did not let him come, thinking that the eldest son of the emperor was still a child and could not do great things, so he could only send a horse to come." ”

Mo Wen laughed and said, "The son-in-law is also half a son, so Princess Linglong is also here?" ”

Chengguan Guoshi also smiled and said: "The princess has a bad temperament, and the saint is afraid that she will cause trouble again, so he didn't order her to come." In the past, the princess had several conflicts with the young master, and the saint also ordered the concubine to apologize to the young master in person for him and the princess. ”

Mo Wen pointed his finger at the armrest of the couch, and there was a slight sound, but it went straight to the heart of Chengguan National Teacher.

After a long time, Mo Wen took his eyes off the face of Chengguan Guoshi and sighed: "You have also been away from the temple for many years, so you have a chance to go back to the temple to have a look." A few of the brothers and sisters who practiced Buddhism with you back then are gone, but most of them are still there. ”

Chengguan National Master bowed to Mo and whispered: "Chengguan understands, just a person who cultivates Buddha, as long as there is a Buddha in his heart, he can practice Buddha anywhere." ”

"Do you want to go back?" Don't ask Chengguan.

"Don't dare," Chengguan Guoshi said two words very flatly, and then asked Mo: "Presiding, the horse is still waiting in the main hall, you see?" ”

"Let him come over," Mo asked.

Chengguan Guoshi stood still and said, "Where is the young master?" ”

"Feng Lin is injured," Mo asked, "how much grudge can there be between him and Princess Linglong?" There is no need to apologize. ”

Chengguan Guoshi said: "Presiding, the saint has fallen for the princess's heart disease, if the young master does not come forward, I am afraid that this matter will make the saint uneasy day and night." ”

Don't ask to look at Chengguan, the monks who come out of the Eternal Life Temple will give people a sense of light clouds, and Chengguan is no exception.

Chengguan National Teacher said: "This should be regarded as presiding over a piece of the heart of the fulfillment of the saints." ”

Mo Wen smiled and nodded, and said outside the door of the Buddha Hall: "Go and pick up Fenglin." ”

The two monks answered yes and went to the meditation room where Young Master Fenglin lived.

After a while, an attendant monk beside Mo Wen walked into the main hall of Huguo Temple, bowed to Gu Xinglang, folded his hands and recited a Buddha name, and said, "Don Ma, the host asked you to go over to see him." ”

Gu Xinglang nodded, and his hands secretly clenched into fists.

At the same time, Yu Xiaoxiao followed her faint father out of the gate of the imperial palace.

And Gu Xingnuo listened to the guards on the side of the street and said to him: "The eldest young master, the third young master went to the Huguo Temple with the national teacher, and his subordinates saw the third young master enter the temple with their own eyes." ”

Gu Xingnuo was stunned for a moment, Chengguan took his younger brother to Huguo Temple?

The guard saw that Gu Xingnuo's expression was wrong, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to help Gu Xingnuo, and asked urgently, "Young Master, what's wrong with you?" ”

Gu Xingnuo slowly shook his head at the guard, and said, "You keep an eye on the grain shop, I'll go to Huguo Temple to take a look." ”

Before the guards could speak, Gu Xingnuo had already turned over on the horse, clamped his legs between the horse's belly, shouted "Drive", and ran in the direction of Huguo Temple on horseback.

When several guards saw Gu Xingnuo riding a horse and running away, they were all anxious, how could Gu Dashao, who was suffering from internal injuries, ride a horse and bump? Is this still going to be good?

"You guys go after the eldest young master," one of the guards said to his colleagues, "I'm looking at the grain shop." ”

Several guards hurriedly got on their horses and ran after Gu Xingnuo.

Young Master Fenglin was lying on the bed at this time, and when he heard the monk say that Gu Xinglang was ordered to apologize to him in person for Yu Xiaoxiao, Young Master Fenglin sneered, this person followed Xianzong to pretend to be crazy and stupid in front of him, he still remembers, is this coming to pretend to be crazy and stupid again?

The monk who was waiting for Master Fenglin waved his hand to let the monk who came to report the news stand back, and whispered to Master Fenglin: "Young Master, this is the meaning of the host, you better go for a trip." ”

Young Master Fenglin's face was smeared with medicine to reduce swelling, and his face was red and swollen, and it was dark brown ointment, which made people unable to see Young Master Fenglin's demeanor in the past, "Hypocrisy, why should I listen to it?" Young Master Fenglin whispered.

"If the young master doesn't go, where is the host?" The monk asked Young Master Fenglin.

Young Master Fenglin glanced at the monk standing in front of his bed with his head down, and couldn't help but say, "Why did my master suddenly want to leave?" ”

The monk shook his head, Mo asked the decision of the host, who would dare not listen? Who dares to ask why?

"Wuhuan is gone, so he's going to leave too?" Young Master Fenglin said again.

The monk brought a brand new monk's robe for Young Master Fenglin, and whispered, "Young Master, don't let the Lord wait for a long time. ”

Young Master Fenglin changed his clothes, cleaned up, and was carried out of the meditation room by two monks. A gust of autumn wind blew in his face, blowing Young Master Fenglin's injured face into a burst of pain, Young Master Fenglin covered his face, hating in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it.

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