In the study, the eldest grandson Wuji carefully reads an unknown book, as the elder of the Three Dynasties, the eldest grandson Wuji is naturally not willing to lag behind, in addition to dealing with government affairs every day, it is natural to read. Although Sun Wuji, the eldest www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, is articulate above the court, he likes to be quiet when he reads, perhaps because he is getting older, or maybe he feels that no one in his house is qualified to talk to him.

"My lord, the Ministry of Rites is still the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and I want to see you!" Suddenly, a subordinate walked in from the outside and whispered. The footsteps were soft, even silent. The voice is also very light, so light that it is like a shadow.

"Go ahead! Let him in. "Although the eldest grandson Wuji is over the age of six, his ears are very good.

After a while, Yan Shansi came to the study under the leadership of his subordinates. Yan Shansi saw that the eldest grandson Wuji was reading, and did not pay homage, but stood quietly in the study, he knew that the eldest grandson Wuji was reading, and he didn't like others to disturb him.

"You're here!" After a long time, the eldest grandson Wuji put down the book in the book and raised his head.

"Teacher! I went to meet that Master Sima Zhu of Yongzhou, that kid is very crazy, and he doesn't even seem to care about your old man. Yan Shansi has been aggrieved in Zhu Mingyang's mansion for a long time, and at this time, he can say a few bad words about Zhu Mingyang in front of the eldest grandson Wuji.

"Idiot!" Suddenly, the eldest grandson Wuji's eyes pressed Yan Shansi to spit out two words, and the voice was very loud, breaking the tranquility of the study.

"Teacher, this ......" Yan Shansi widened his squinting eyes and said suspiciously.

"Hmph, I can't do this little thing, I'm embarrassed to come to me." The eldest grandson Wuji said indignantly.

"Not me...... It's that the guy surnamed Zhu is too arrogant, and he wants me to recommend martial arts to His Majesty in the name of the Ministry of Rites Shangshu to discuss Buddhism, how do you say this? Yan Shansi had a trace of unhappiness on his face.

"Why can't this work? If you can ask God, can't you send God? The eldest grandson Wuji suddenly said meaningfully.

"The teacher means to let the martial artist talk about the Buddha first, and then find a reason to send her back to the Ganye Temple." Yan Shansi blinked his mouse-like squint like a rainbow empowerment.

"Is there any other way for you? Do you want my Datang to lose face, or don't you want to end this matter sooner? The eldest grandson Wuji said angrily.

"It's just that I'm afraid that after the martial artist and His Majesty meet, the old relationship between the two will rekindle, but it is easy to ask God to send God." Yan Shansi thought for a moment and returned to the Dao.

"I think Lord Yan has now overcome the difficulties in front of him! Your Majesty has a lot of prejudices against me, I am Your Majesty's own uncle, Your Majesty will not embarrass me for the time being, but you are afraid that the Ministry of Rites will not be so easy to get rid of the relationship, and Your Majesty is newly registered, and you are young and strong, I don't know what will happen to you! Eldest Sun Wuji's face suddenly became serious.

"Thank you for the reminder, I know how to do it." Hearing the eldest grandson Wuji say this, Yan Shansi broke out in a cold sweat, since ancient times, "the king let the minister die, and the minister has to die".

"It's good to know, I don't know why you make mistakes at critical times every time!" The eldest grandson Wuji taught Yan Shansi a lesson like a child, and he didn't seem to be very satisfied with the student in front of him.

"Yes, yes, yes! The teacher taught me a lesson, but I still didn't understand one thing. This surnamed Zhu can really talk about the Buddha to win, I heard that the Tubo national teacher is a rare Buddhist master in the world, will we overestimate him. Although Yan Shansi saw that the eldest grandson Wuji was angry, he had the courage to continue to ask.

"Do you not believe the old man, or do you not believe the surname Zhu!" The eldest grandson Wuji scolded, and the smell of gunpowder filled the entire study.

"The teacher is angry, I'll do it!" Yan Shansi saw that the eldest grandson Wuji was serious, and hurriedly expressed his position.

"Don't go yet! Also, it's best not to use your little tricks on me in the future, you provoked the contradiction between me and the surnamed Zhu just to let me extinguish the prestige of the kid surnamed Zhu. Such a simple question, how can it be possible to fool the old man, how many pounds and taels do you have, the old man will not know? Do you want to think about how to keep your own ritual book! The eldest grandson Wuji said disdainfully, as if he was extremely disappointed with the disciple in front of him.

"Students don't dare! Students don't dare! Students, go for it! Yan Shansi didn't expect that the eldest grandson Wuji would gain insight into his thoughts, and hurriedly retreated.

Early in the morning, Zhu Mingyang was reading the scriptures given to him by the Garqin Mausoleum in the backyard. I don't know why, Zhu Mingyang seems to be full of interest in Buddhism after returning from Taibai Mountain, and he also reads it every morning like the Garqin Mausoleum, and sometimes his mouth twitches lightly and recites the scriptures.

It wasn't until the end that Zhu Mingyang figured out that this is called preparing for the exam, wasn't this state when he took the civil service exam, it turned out that what he couldn't let go of was the Buddha, this was to prepare for the Buddha. This move made Cuicui and Xu Yue'er very dissatisfied, they didn't want their beloved to become a monk in the future.

"You're reading the Book of Broken Scriptures again, can you go out for a walk!" As soon as Xu Yue'er came, she mischievously snatched the scripture from Zhu Mingyang's hands.

"You ......" Zhu Mingyang showed a hint of anger on his face.

"Sister Xu is right, you will inevitably be bored with the scriptures every day, so you might as well go out for a walk or do something else!" Cuicui said softly.

If Xu Yue'er only took her own book, she could have quarreled with her, but now even Cuicui is against her, Zhu Mingyang suddenly felt that the word was actually a lonely person, thinking of this, Zhu Mingyang fell silent.

"Do you really want to become a monk?" Xu Yue'er saw that Zhu Mingyang was silent, and continued to say coquettishly.

"Monkhood? Do you think I read the sutras to become a monk? Zhu Mingyang was puzzled, he didn't expect that he would be misunderstood by Cuicui and Xu Yue'er as wanting to be a monk in order to participate in the Buddhist discussion.

"Is there any other explanation?" Cuicui said seriously.

"No, no, no! The reason why I am doing this sutra is to participate in the Buddha discussion in a few days! Zhu Mingyang saw that Cuicui and Xu Yue'er had misunderstood, and hurriedly excused himself.

"On the Buddha? Less smelly and beautiful, are you sure Your Majesty will send you to discuss the Buddha, this discussion of the Buddha is a national matter, will let you, an unreliable person, go? Xu Yue'er said contemptuously. Although Xu Yueer has a good impression of Zhu Mingyang, she is only interested in Zhu Mingyang's bizarre ideas, but she is very skeptical of Zhu Mingyang's participation in such a formal occasion.

"Yes, definitely!" Zhu Mingyang suddenly calmed down, looking at the two big locust trees in the courtyard, a confident smile appeared on his face, Cuicui and Xu Yue'er understood that as long as they had that little confidence, it meant that Zhu Mingyang would definitely succeed......