There is a strong smell of wine in the abbot's meditation room of the White Horse Temple, and the monks who occasionally pass by outside are not surprised when they smell the strong smell of wine, Master Huaiyi is not happy with wine, as long as he is in the temple, how can there be no time to drink.

From time to time, there will be a violent sound in the meditation room, sometimes like the wine jar is broken, and sometimes it will be like a wooden table is broken, and the monks who occasionally pass by outside are still not surprised when they hear it, how can the drunk master Huaiyi not go crazy drunk.

Smelling the wine and hearing the voice, the fake monk smiled and walked away. The true monk clasped his hands together, and secretly thought in his heart: "Sin! Sin! If a turbid Taoist hears it, he will sneer in his heart: "This is your Great Zhou National Teacher, Buddhist Protector, I!" It's far worse than my Daomen. ”

Hongliu, who knelt in the meditation room, was not as relaxed as the true monks, fake monks, and true Taoist priests and fake monks who happened to pass by outside. He knelt on the ground, trembling with fear, five finger prints on his face, half of his face was swollen high, and now he felt numb, but he didn't dare to reach out and touch it.

Xue Huaiyi was walking around like a sleepy beast in the meditation room, his eyes were red, his nostrils were closed one by one, and his heavy wheezing sound was whirring. The weather was still cold, but he was still bare-chested, bare with his firm, full, toned and white chest, which rose and fell violently, as if pulling bellows. With the bellows on his chest, his nostrils were panting one by one, and Xue Huaiyi, whose eyes were red, looked like an angry bull at the moment.

Suddenly, Xue Huaiyi's eyes fell on a brazier in front of him, and immediately flew up, the brazier was raised in the air, and then fell to the ground with a bang, and the red-burning charcoal was scattered all over the ground, and one of the burning charcoals rolled to Hongliu's side, so painful that Hongliu quickly withdrew his hand. He didn't dare to get up, he didn't dare to move, he just pulled his hand away quickly. Dodged the charcoal fire.

Xue Huaiyi was shocked, frightened, angry, and afraid, because Hongliu had just reported to him a bad news that the sky was shattering: the emperor had a new favorite!

No wonder the female emperor has not summoned him for a long time. No wonder Wu Sansi and Wu Chengsi have stopped inviting him to family banquets for a long time. It is no wonder that other princes and magnates are asking to see themselves and give gifts less and less.

Xue Huaiyi is like a spoiled child, when his parents dot on him, spoil him, and give what he wants. He only felt that his parents were nagging and noisy, but when he suddenly lost his parents, he only felt confusion and fear about the future.

In the past, when Wu Zetian summoned him. He always felt that it was so disgusting to please an old woman in her seventies with her body, and he wanted to vomit when he was disgusted. When Wu Zetian gradually stopped summoning him into the palace, he was still secretly rejoicing. But now that he knows that the reason is because Wu Zetian has favored others, he only has resentment, jealousy, anger, hatred, and ...... Fear.

If he loses the favor of the empress, he will lose his glory, wealth and honor, and if he loses all this, what else will he have? He has never been a great husband, he is just attached to a vine on the towering tree of Wu Zetian, when he is attached to the big tree. He looks more glamorous and swaggering than this big tree. But when he left the tree, he could only lie on his stomach and stick to the ground. Anyone can step on him.

At this time, Hongichi recklessly barged in: "Master. Seventeen came, and asked to see ......"

"Get out!"

Xue Huaiyi roared, so frightened that Hongyi hugged his head and ran away, and the window lattice was also trembling by Xue Huaiyi's roar.

Xue Huaiyi quickly calmed his breath, changed his mind slightly, and said to Hongliu: "Hongliu!" ”

Hongliu hurriedly climbed a few steps in front of him, raised his face flatteringly, and said, "Master! ”

Xue Huaiyi said in a deep voice: "Don't say anything about this matter!" ”

Hongliu hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, the disciple doesn't say it...... The brothers and sisters will also know about it...... It's already raining all over the city. As long as the brothers and sisters walk around the street, they will inevitably listen to ......"

"Bang!"

A big foot flew in the air, interrupting Hongroku's words, Hongroku flew out with a scream, his body swirled, and slid out of the distance against the smooth wooden floor, only for a moment, he screamed again, swished to his feet, and desperately slapped the smoke on his body.

This poor boy is so straightforward that he doesn't know what it means to cover his ears and steal the bell.

Xue Huaiyi snorted angrily and strode out of the meditation room.

When he appeared in front of Yang Fan, he was bare-chested, his face was full of wine, his shoulders were slightly shaking, and he was smiling, and he still returned to the usual appearance of seeing Yang Fan when he was drunk.

Yang Fan came to visit today, just to ask the master for a routine matter. In the past two months, Yang Fan has come every other day, Xue Huaiyi knows that this disciple is different from other disciples, he is a person with great ability, unlike other disciples who completely rely on their own food, and the officialdom rarely relies on his own help and connections, only relying on his own ability to develop, so he looks at him differently and should not be treated as an ordinary disciple, although the two are masters and apprentices, they are a little like friends.

Yang Fan worshiped the master, invited him, chatted with him for a while, and then mentioned the matter of the "ban on slaughter" under the imperial court, Yang Fan said with a smile: "Master, it is not a disciple to slander the Son of Heaven, the emperor's will is really against the hearts of the people in the world, the disciple estimates that not only the people are dissatisfied, but the officials can't stand it, it won't be long before this decree will exist in name only, and no one will abide by it anymore." But before that, if your apprentice's daughter-in-law wants to eat meat, she has to ask Master for help. ”

"I see, the saint is old and confused!" Xue Huaiyi pursed his lips, disdainfully discovering his evaluation of this "slaughter ban", and then waved his hand to Yang Fan with a big grin: "Don't worry, if you can't get meat, just come to the master." The master is also a meatless and unhappy person, let the Sprinkle family be like the bald donkey in Sanshan, isn't that the life of the Sprinkler family?

Chickens, ducks, sheep and dogs and other meat, Master to find a way, if you want to eat fish is better, we have a lot of fatty fish in the river behind the White Horse Temple, and others dare not fish, if you want to eat fish in the future, we will go down the net! haha, there is a way to do it, the living can suffocate urine to death, and the Sprinkle family is still waiting to hold the apprentice grandson, but they don't dare to spoil the apprentice's daughter-in-law. ”

Yang Fan arched his hand and smiled: "In this way, the apprentice will thank the master for his apprentice's daughter-in-law and the unborn apprentice grandson." ”

Xue Huaiyi laughed daxiao.

Hongliu curled up in the abbot's meditation room, like a shrimp, it took a long time to breathe, he covered his lower abdomen, limped out of the meditation room, and heard Xue Huaiyi in the guest room as usual hearty daxiao, completely unable to understand that the master was obviously angry to the extreme, frightened to the extreme, weishenme is now chatting with seventeen but as usual hearty and generous, the same unscrupulous.

"By the way, the disciple also heard a wonderful thing related to the master in the past two days......

Yang Fan changed the topic as soon as his tone changed, and Xue Huaiyi was a little frightened as soon as he heard that it was related to him. In fact, he knew very well in his heart that the news of his fall from grace was probably known to everyone in the entire imperial court, and he himself must be known to Zuihou. But even if everyone in the world knew about it, he didn't want anyone to tell it in front of him. It seems that as long as this open secret is not revealed to his face, his dream will not wake up.

Yang Fan smiled and "inadvertently" told Xue Huaiyi that Hu Ren Moeller had met Xue Huaiyi's previous life two hundred years ago, and Xue Huaiyi was the reincarnation of the Buddhist Protector Wei Dao Bodhisattva.

Yang Fan didn't say anything about this, and Xue Huaiyi would know about it after a while, because after today's court meeting, this cause has spread. Wu Zetianxia "banned slaughter" and appointed an old Taoist as the prime minister, of course, to give a good reason to the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty.

Otherwise, the court officials, the prime minister, such an important position, your emperor can casually give a person who runs the rivers and lakes, how can you let those who can't find an official and a half position in the cold window for ten years, and can't be promoted to a first-order and a half-grade in a hundred battles? Are there any rules in this court? Is there still dignity to keep?

Although after Wu Zetian became the Son of Heaven, there have been more things that break the rules and disrupt the order, but there are not too many things that are outrageous to this extent, don't you give everyone an explanation?

Therefore, Wu Zetian solemnly gave the surname Wu of Shifang Daoren in the edict, appointed him as the correct doctor, awarded the Fengge Luantai Ping Zhangshi, and officially became the prime minister of the Great Zhou. In the edict, Wu Zetian praised Shi Fang Daoist and praised his profound Taoism, surpassing the Guangchengzi immortals in the Yellow Emperor period and the Bohe Shanggong immortals in the Han Wu Emperor period.

Regarding the news that Wu Zetian himself is the reincarnation of Maitreya, Wu Zetian did not make it clear in the edict, because doing so was obviously suspected of boasting, she just hinted at it, and the palace eunuchs and the Marquis of Le'an, who were waiting for her to go to the Yu family's old mansion, quickly spread what they saw and heard.

At this moment, the eunuchs who had just returned from Beishi were still boasting to passers-by that the three immortals did not dare to use spells under the Buddha's light of Emperor Bixia, so as not to damage their own vitality. The story of Wei Dao Bodhisattva and Maitreya Buddha has spread throughout the palace in one day.

Xue Huaiyi was stunned when he heard it, a kind of ecstasy quickly filled his chest, and when he was afraid of the coming of the end, he suddenly heard that he and the female emperor actually had such an inseparable relationship, Xue Huaiyi naively thought that this was enough to ensure that he would always be favored by the empress, and it was enough to restore the awe of the civil and military officials.

Frankly speaking, Feng Xiaobao, who runs the rivers and lakes to sell his art, actually doesn't believe in the existence of gods and Buddhas. The proportion of superstitious people in the ancients was much higher than in today's people, but not all of them. Xue Huaiyi is one of those people who don't believe in God, if he believes in God and Buddha, he won't make the White Horse Temple a miasma. But it doesn't matter if he doesn't believe it, he thinks that as long as the female emperor believes it, as long as the civil and military officials believe it.

Xue Huaiyi rubbed his hands excitedly and paced back and forth in the room: "Seventeen, Weishi is very interested in this stranger named Moeller, if it's late today, tomorrow morning, can you accompany Weishi to meet him?" ”

Yang Fan bowed and said with a smile: "If there is something to do, the disciple will serve him, and he should accompany the master." Let alone...... The disciple also has a karma with these three strange people, and he should go to pay a visit. ”

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