Because Xue Huaiyi's carefully planned series of preparations had been ruined on a lunch, Xue Huaiyi was a little at a loss for a while, and his original plans were all destroyed, and he didn't know how to deal with it, and the so-called Great Dharma meeting became a boring tour of the White Horse Temple by Empress Bixia.

The empress offered incense in the main hall and prayed silently, and Xue Huaiyi ordered the monks to chant the "Great Cloud Sutra" in the large courtyard.

Some ingenious moves should be taken out at the right moment to have a refreshing effect. Xue Huaiyi originally planned to mobilize the empress's interest through one surprise after another, and then Zuihou to reach the climax of today's Great Dharma Meeting through the huge "Ode to a Thousand Monks".

Now there is no foreshadowing and ambush, and the "Ode to a Thousand Monks" is directly sacrificed, which is dry and exciting. And the "thousand monks" no longer exist, now there are only more than 200 monks who can appear brightly, they came very early in the morning, did not eat breakfast, did not eat lunch, a group of beatings made them angry, so the chanting sound is also less solemn and sacred, only the humming sound that hypnotizes people to sleep.

Wu Zetian didn't have any expression on her face, no joy, no displeasure, she just looked at the monk who chanted the scriptures so lightly that Xue Huaiyi mustered up the courage to say a few funny words several times, but she didn't dare to say it.

At this moment, a sonorous and powerful gong and drum sound suddenly came out outside the White Horse Temple, the drum sound was loud and powerful, and every drumstick was struck, and it was not only the cowhide covering the drum surface that vibrated with it, but also the human heart.

This stirring drum beat immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the White Horse Temple. At this time, it is impossible to run to the front of the White Horse Temple to beat the gongs and drums, there are soldiers guarding outside, but the gongs and drums not only sounded, but also from far and near, closer and closer, as if walking towards the White Horse Temple.

No one read the monks' chantings, everyone looked out, and the monks who chanted the scriptures also stopped chanting weakly and turned their heads to look out.

"Knock knock. Qiang ......"

The sound of gongs and drums is loud and powerful. Full of festive atmosphere, the sound is getting closer and closer, but before people can see the people beating gongs and drums, they see a young man with a red forehead, dressed in a colorful painting robe, and holding a red hydrangea in his hand, appeared at the door, dancing vigorously and vigorously.

The man waved the red hydrangea. Then there was a lion with golden eyes and silver teeth and a red mane jumped in from the door, and the sound of gongs and drums became the familiar "Taiping Le", and the lion man led the male lion with more than a foot tall to turn over, pounce, jump, stand and worship, and was extremely heroic.

Immediately afterwards, the second lion and the third lion ......, and one by one the male lions entered the courtyard under the guidance of the lion lang. Squeezed the monks aside, leaving the courtyard empty.

Wu Zetian stared intently at the first lion lang, and after a while, his face slowly showed a look of surprise and joy.

That's Zhang Yizhi, Zhang Yizhi's head is red and his forehead is wiped, he is wearing a colorful clothes, and a red hydrangea in his hand, heroic and unspeakably cute.

Today the two brothers also attended the court banquet. It's just that although everyone in the court and the opposition knows that they are the face of the empress. On such a grand occasion, they could not participate in the feast as members of the palace. As they themselves say: no name.

However, they are still officials, and they already have the idle official position of Chengyin's father, and after being favored by Wu Zetian, they have been continuously promoted, and they are already qualified to participate in the palace banquet. However, when they entered the palace as officials and officially participated in the palace banquet, they could not stay by the empress's side, and the empress could not take care of these two little lovers from time to time.

When Wu Zetian was about to come to the White Horse Temple, these two people disappeared, Wu Zetian thought that they were awkward to come to the White Horse Temple, and they did not come with him, until this time did he understand that they were going to surprise themselves.

Wu Zetian was pleasantly surprised, but Xue Huaiyi was so angry that his face turned white. He was already fair-skinned, but at this time he was even more pale and bloodless.

According to Xue Huaiyi's usual temperament, I am afraid that I will not grab a big iron fist at this time, and rush off the field to beat people. However, this is not what it used to be, he doesn't dare, especially Zhang Yizhi who is dancing the lion, especially the empress has a happy expression on her face.

Shangyuan Festival, the whole world celebrates, he wants to make the empress happy, others can naturally make the empress happy, what reason does he have to beat people?

"Gorou is here, but what about Rokuro?"

Wu Zetian subconsciously took two steps forward, looked at the lion who led the lion to dance, looked down one by one, saw that his eyes were a little tearful, and he didn't find Zhang Changzong, at this time Zhang Yizhi led a male lion closer and closer, and the female guards on both sides of Wu Zetian immediately took a step forward, and before they could stop it, they were repelled by Wu Zetian.

When the lion arrived at the bottom of the stairs in front of Wu Zetian, he began to dance in place, tickling, shaking, and licking his hair, vividly, and cutely, which made Wu Zetian daxiao.

Suddenly, the lion's head was lifted, a young man wearing a lion sweater and a pair of lion claw-like boots under his feet was tied to the horse, and a handsome young man in a red samurai costume held the lion's head and stepped on his legs, and the lion head winked at Wu Zetian, and said loudly to Wu Zetian: "Shangyuan Festival, the whole world celebrates, Changzong wishes my emperor good health and longevity!" ”

Zhang Changzongjun's face was red, his forehead was full of sweat, and Wu Zetian was distressed and happy when he saw it, if it wasn't really inappropriate at the moment, he would have taken a handkerchief and stepped forward to wipe his sweat. Wu Zetian hurriedly said: "Okay, good! Gorou, Rokuro, you really have a heart! ”

Wu Zetian's heart was so full of joy that he forgot that there were many noble courtiers following him, and directly shouted out his affectionate title. Zhang Yizhi lifted the hydrangea, and said to Wu Zetian: "Bixia, on Dingding Long Street, we also arranged a hundred lions group dance and a fish and dragon dance, and I invite Bixia to enjoy it with all the emperor's relatives and ministers of civil and military affairs!" ”

"Good, good!"

Wu Zetian's eyebrows fluttered and said to the accompanying ministers: "Swing and drive, Zhongqing and I will go to Dingding Long Street together to watch the hundred lion dance and the fish and dragon dance!" ”

Xue Huaiyi was so angry that his nostrils smoked, but he didn't dare to attack, so he could only say, "Bixia...... Do you want to listen to these thousand monks first...... Oh no! Song of the Hundred Buddhas, rest for a while in the meditation room and then go, the poor monk is worried about the bixia dragon body......"

Wu Zetian's face sank, and he said lightly: "I am in good health, I don't need to rest, drive!" ”

"The emperor is driving~~~"

In the sound of gongs and drums, the nine lions were led by the head lions of Zhang Changzong and Zhang Yizhi, followed by the emperor and the civil and military ministers, who left Xue Huaiyi and walked out one after another.

Xue Huaiyi stood there straight, looking at the people who were leaving in chaos. No one looked back at him. Even if it's a mocking look or a sneering look.

The look in Xue Huaiyi's eyes gradually dimmed, standing there like a stone carving, under the corridor in the distance, the few remaining people in the temple followed to watch the Hundred Lions Dance and the Fish and Dragon Dance, leaving only Yang Fan standing there alone.

Xue Huaiyi's disciples looked at each other, and after a long time, Hongyi stepped forward tremblingly. Timidly said, "Master, let's ......"

As soon as Xue Huaiyi turned around, he picked up a scripture scroll from the incense case and was about to smash it on Hongyi's head, so frightened that Hongyi didn't dare to hide, but just closed his eyes tightly and after a while. Before the scroll hit his head, Hongyi quietly opened his eyes, and couldn't help but be even more startled, only to see Xue Huaiyi's big eyes full of tears, and tears were rolling in his eyes.

Hongyi had never seen Xue Huaiyi crying, so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a thud, and said in a trembling voice: "Master! ”

Xue Huaiyi slowly lowered his head and looked at the scroll in his hand. This is a "Great Cloud Sutra" that he asked Master Sanshan and other high-ranking monks to transcribe with ox blood. Of course, it is still said to the outside world that he copied it with his own blood. It was originally intended to be dedicated to the empress after the "Ode to a Thousand Monks", but unfortunately it was ......

Xue Huaiyi's tears fell on the scriptures one by one, dyeing the scriptures red.

All the disciples gathered around him and timidly called him: "Master! ”

Xue Huaiyi suddenly let out a loud voice, laughing while struggling to tear the scripture, tearing it into pieces and throwing it into the air.

The sky is full of scriptures flying, like pieces of blood butterflies.

Xue Huaiyi slowly walked towards the backyard, his shoulders slumped weakly, and his tall back was full of loneliness and desolation.

Hongyi got up and looked at his back blankly, Hongliu whispered on the side: "Senior brother, let's ...... Do you want to go over and comfort Master? ”

Hongyi glanced at the senior brothers, and everyone subconsciously took a step back, Xue Huaiyi would beat people when he was angry, and now his performance was unprecedented, I am afraid that it is not as simple as just beating people, who dares to persuade him at this time, and what to persuade him?

A big hand slapped on Hongliu's shoulder, Hongliu turned his head to look, and saw that Yang Fan had walked in front of him at some point.

He patted Hongliu on the shoulder and said to the others: "You go to the corner of the wall first, and those monks are sent away, and I will persuade Master Xue." ”

All the disciples were overjoyed, they all knew that the master treated this seventeenth junior disciple the most differently, and they were busy nodding their heads in agreement.

Xue Huaiyi walked into the backyard in despair, in the middle of the stele forest and Tallinn, his eyes were blank.

Yang Fan slowly walked behind him, stood still at a foot away, was silent with him for a long time, and slowly asked, "Why is Master Xue sad?" ”

Xue Huaiyi said tremblingly: "I...... has been with her for more than ten years, more than ten years! ”

Yang Fan said coldly: "So what? Did Master Xue really like her for a day? ”

Xue Huaiyi turned around, his eyes looking at Yang Fan like a breath of fire.

Yang Fan was not afraid at all, and his words were even more cold: "I still remember that Master Xue once spit out the truth to me after drinking, and you are disgusted with her, and you are extremely disgusted with that old woman." When you share a bed with her, you make a look of fascination and excitement to please her, and at the same time endure disgust and contempt. Wouldn't it be a relief if she stopped pampering you? ”

Xue Huaiyi roared: "I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled! I've been with her for more than 10 years......"

Yang Fan smiled, and his tone was even sharper: "So what? Didn't you get something? What kind of person was Master Xue back then, just a street trickster selling medicine, if Princess Qianjin hadn't introduced you to her, what are you now? It's still a trick to sell medicine! ”

Xue Huaiyi seemed to have been punched hard by an invisible fist in the air, staggered back two steps, and his face became even paler.

Yang Fan said: "In the past ten years, you have accompanied her and gained endless wealth, power and status, the prince led the horse and fell into the stirrups for you, and the prime minister let you beat and insult, did you suffer?" Since you are just entertaining people with lust, and you have never had a day of true love with her, why should you be sad and sad when you are replaced? ”

"I see what you mean!"

Xue Huaiyi was already trembling with anger, but he suddenly calmed down again, turned around silently, and said, "I know you want to wake me up, I know ......"

He slowly raised his head, looked at the moss-covered pagoda, was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "Let me be quiet, let me be alone...... Think about it! ”

Yang Fan nodded, turned around and walked out, when he walked to the edge of Tallinn, zhanzhu footsteps, and said to Xue Huaiyi: "Such a fall from grace, for Master Xue, isn't it a relief?" As long as you want, from this moment on, you can live the life you truly yearn for! ”

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~(To be continued......)