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Ryan nodded silently, and sighed for a long time:

"Isn't it?

If Sister Xu knew, she was afraid that the first one who would destroy them would be her......

It's just that they may not be able to trust Sister Xu-

Eleven years of sisterhood, Sister Xu defected at this time, no one believed it. ”

Li Zhi was gloomy, thought for a while, and then waved his hand weakly, and went to do things for himself.

Watching Ryan leave, Wang De spoke and said softly:

"The lord is also bothered, this kid Ryan, since the martial girl left the palace, he seems to be out of breath.

If it weren't for the Lord's arrangement, I am afraid that he would continue to decline.

At that time, let alone anything else, I'm afraid that everyone will be ruined. ”

Li Zhi was silent, and said again after a long time:

"The momentum of the harem is, after all, corresponding to the previous dynasty. So we're going to have to pick up the pace.

Tomorrow, I will send a message to Lu Guangming, saying that I have decided to ask the supervisor of Dali Temple on the fourth day of October. ”

"Yes!"

……

The fourth day of October in the twenty-third year of Zhenguan.

Morning.

Li Zhi because Xu Jingzong played Dali Temple and other things, and suddenly asked about the number of prisoners who were returned to his post and retired due to his father's funeral in October, and Wang Li, the former secretary of Dali Temple, who had planned to officially return to his post on the fifth day of October, and Tang Lin, the secretary of Dali Temple.

Wang Rinai told that because he had not entered Dali Temple for a long time, he did not know the details, so Tang Lin replied:

There are more than 50 prisoners, and only two deserve death.

When Li Zhi and the ministers heard this, they were very happy, and asked if there was a suspicious case, but Wang Tang and the two were inconvenient to answer.

Li Yifu invited Li Zhi, and it was a routine autumn decision in the year, and the death row prisoners should be seen under the court according to the system, so as to pass the imperial trial. Li Zhi Naiyun.

After a short time, the guards escorted the criminals to the court, and Li Zhi interrogated them one by one. Among the prisoners, all the old criminals dealt with by the former Dali Temple Qing Wang Li shouted that they were wronged, Li Zhi was surprised, so he asked them one by one, and there were indeed many obscure and uncertain facts of the case.

Li Zhi didn't like it, and when he saw that more than a dozen people had not spoken, he asked them again if they could be wronged.

When the criminals heard Li Zhi ask, they knocked:

"Tang Gong is where he is, and he has no grievances. That's why I don't sing. ”

Li Zhi was more than moved when he heard this, and praised Tang Linji, and then replied:

"Prison rulers, shouldn't it be like that? Although there was a royal rite before, but many of them could not be detected, the Qing could make the cunning and ambush the crime, and he should be the right Qing! ”

Then he discussed with the eldest grandson Wuji and others, dismissed Wang Li Dali Siqing, and was awarded Tang Lin.

Wang Li was ashamed and did not dare to fight. Tang Lin was sealed, and he was not arrogant.

Only Li Yifu, a scholar from the middle school, heard it and changed color slightly.

The seventh day of October in the twenty-third year of Zhenguan.

Outside the city of Chang'an.

Royal Forbidden Garden West.

Ganye Temple.

The morning bell swings between the green mountains and clear waters, awakening the rising day and the royal temple.

It is the mother of today's saint Li Zhi, Empress Wende's tomb sacrifice (that is, the commemoration of the day of entering the mausoleum, this is also relatively special, rare in all dynasties, and it was initiated by Li Shimin for his wife. up.

According to the ceremony, after the holy driver was fortunate to pass the Great Ci'en Temple where Empress Wende's spiritual seat was located, he was going to move to this Ganye Temple, which was only three or two miles away from the Ci'en Temple, and placed the name plate sent by the eldest grandson Empress before her death, to thank her relatives.

Although it was only a moment, it was a rare event for the bhikshunis in Ganye Monastery - after all, half of the people who lived here were all the palace women who were forced to cut their hair and enter the Buddha after the death of the emperor of the Tang Dynasty since the beginning of the Tang Dynasty.

For them, Li Zhi's royal drive represents not only a special glory, but also a past that they cannot forget.

So very early, everyone in the temple got up.

After a short time, the Buddha hall was lined with bhikshunis. So the great bhikshu took the list and sang the name of the Dharma.

After reciting it three or five times, everyone came together, but there was only one new bhikshuni of the lowest rank in the temple, but it was silent.

"Clear Sky...... Clear sky? ”

It is the abbot of Ganye Temple, the elder of the Xinzi generation, who sings the name of the Dharma. She is usually notoriously stern, and when she saw that no one responded, she immediately raised her eyebrows, and opened her mouth to drink and go to find the clear sky.

However, before she could speak, she heard a slightly sandy voice:

"Master Abbot, Mingkong is uncomfortable, I just went to see it, and I am rolling on the bed in pain!"

This voice made Zhu Ni stunned, Xinhui heard the voice, frowned and said:

"Is it Huijue?"

As soon as she asked, she saw a young nun dressed in light gray sea green and wearing a string of thick wooden Buddhist beads around her neck strode out and bowed her head:

"Huijue opened his mouth without the abbot's question, and asked the master to punish him."

Then, she raised her head, and a pretty face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, heroic and a complexion similar to honey, appeared in front of Xinhui.

The person who came was none other than Hui Jue.

Although Ganye Temple is a royal temple, since it is a Buddhist gate, it naturally has the theory of generational schools.

At present, the oldest generation is the abbot Xinming and the abbot Xinhui of Ganye Temple, and the elders of several halls are the generation of hearts; followed by the Ming character generation, which is also the more responsible generation in the temple; Then there is the Juezi generation, who also follows the masters of the Ming generation to learn some Dharma and scriptures on weekdays, and is also responsible for all the affairs assigned by the royal family; Then there is the Hui Zi generation to which Hui Jue belongs, and a few days ago, he entered the temple and became a group of new nuns of the Ming Zi generation.

According to the convention, it is all the bhikshunis of the previous generation, and the next generation is brought with them.

Therefore, this Dharma name is Mingkong Xinni, but it is under the control of Huijue.

When Xinhui heard her words, she frowned and said unhappily:

"This Mingkong is uncomfortable when he first enters the temple? You can ...... for her."

"Xinhui."

The abbot Xinming, who was standing with his eyes closed on one side, suddenly spoke and said softly:

"Disciples of Buddhism, you should not commit the precept of hatred."

Xinhui Pingsu is in this Ganye Temple, and he is no longer afraid of heaven and earth, but he is quite in awe of this abbot and sister, so he immediately closed his mouth.

Xinming saw that she stopped, so she slowly opened her eyes, looked at Huijue with kind eyes, and said:

"Mingkong is new, I'm afraid that some people will not adapt to the water and soil. Huijue, you are her junior uncle, and you should take care of her.

You don't have to wait any longer for morning class, just go straight to the pharmacy and grab some medicine for her! ”

"Yes."

Hui felt the order, and immediately turned around and left the main hall.

Hui Jue didn't lie, the new bhikshuni named Mingkong was indeed rolling in pain all over the bed right now, over and over again, more than a few times.

Hearing Xinming's words, she didn't dare to slack off, so she hurriedly ran to the temple pharmacy, and called her peer sister Hui Ning, who knew some medical Tao, to come and take a look at this clear sky.

Hearing what Hui Jue said, Hui Ning said:

"It's mostly a red affair, isn't it? Just pity her. ”

So he went with her into the wing where the nuns lived together on the west side.

But as soon as he entered the wing, Erni was surprised:

Na Mingkong was lying on the bed, his face was as white as paper, and he was already out of breath and out of breath. (A good event for pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you!) Follow from ~ Dian/Chinese network public account (WeChat add friends - add public account - enter ddxiaoshuo), participate now! Everyone has a prize, now pay attention to ddxiaoshuo WeChat public account! ）