The overall layout of Jianyuan Temple is very complete. The central axis is composed of the mountain gate, the octagonal pavilion, the Tianwang Palace, the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and the Tibetan Scripture Building.

On both sides are the Guanyin Pavilion, the Imperial Book Building, the Stone Buddha Palace, the Xianjue Hall, the Bell Tower, the Drum Tower, the Meditation Hall, the Guest Hall, the Monk's Room, the Dining Hall, the Liberation Pond and so on.

Passing through the wide boulevard, you will find the Octagonal Pavilion, followed by the Heavenly King Hall.

There is a stone bridge in front of the hall, and a small stream flows through it. Hibiscus is planted on both sides of the stream, the water is light and the flowers are shadowy, and the flowers are withering.

There are three Buddha statues of white marble sculptures enshrined in the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Xianglan followed Feng Jiao into the main hall, donated incense and oil money, Feng Jiao knelt on the futon, folded her palms and worshiped a few times.

Xianglan bowed her head while clasping her palms together to worship the Buddha, and there were words in her mouth, "Buddha, you must bless my young lady to find a fast son-in-law who rides the dragon." If the lady's wish is fulfilled, my young lady will offer more incense. ”

In the solemn hall, the other pilgrims had been cleaned out by Xue Shang and others. Now there are only two masters and servants. Hearing Xianglan's words, Feng Jiao tugged at Xianglan's sleeve.

Xianglan turned her face and said seriously; "Miss, the Buddha will hear the words I ask. Rest assured, the Buddha will bless Miss. ”

Feng Jiao has no problem with the ghost elf's girl Xianglan. Out of the gate of the hall, Feng Jiao looked at Xue Shang not far away. warned Xianglan and said: "Don't talk nonsense in front of outsiders. ”

"Miss, Xianglan listens to Miss." Xianglan grinned, and this time she smiled again.

Feng Jiao raised her hand and pinched it twice on pandan's apple-like round face. Jiao said: "I really spoiled you." ”

Xue Shang admired Hibiscus with his hand, and heard Feng Jiao come over. didn't turn around, and chanted casually: "The first collection of people on the sand floating water, the rain washes the hibiscus and the dew has not dried." The path leads the small bridge up and down the sky, and the pavilion is high and half a moon locks Langxuan. ”

Feng Jiao moved the lotus step lightly and came behind Xue Shang, "Xue Gongzi is a brocade heart." Feng Jiao praised from the bottom of her heart.

Xianglan had already hidden to the side with interest, went to the octagonal pavilion to place the fruit, and burned incense to make tea.

Xue Shang turned around with a smile, "Hibiscus disdains a hundred flowers to compete for spring, Lingshuang blooms, and she is as beautiful as Miss." ”

Xue Shang looked at the shy and timid Feng Jiao, who was unique and charming. This woman is also a stunner in the world.

Xue Shang's starry eyes are as deep as the sea. Feng Jiao was seen by Xue Shang's face to fly clouds, and the weak willow helped the wind to sit in the octagonal pavilion.

Xue Shang was still standing by the stream, and the stream was shallow. He seemed to see two people standing side by side, and the man looked at him with a grudge in his eyes.

Bao'er, Baochuan··· Xue Shang closed his eyes, trying to erase her figure from his mind. Don't think, don't think...

The graceful and luxurious woman, the playful and lovely woman, the shy woman, the woman who entrusted him with her life without hesitation, the woman who is still okay...

"Xue Gongzi, refreshments have been prepared in the pavilion, please go to the pavilion to rest." Pandan came over and invited him.

Xue Shang opened his eyes, and his eyes were already clear. He turned around and followed Xianglan to the pavilion.

Feng Jiao held a jasper flute, and Xue Shang held a bamboo flute to play a song "Guan Shanyue".

In the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han period, the Long March was returned.

But to make the dragon city fly will not teach Humadu Yin Mountain.

The desolate flute sound made Feng Jiao's heart turn sadly, "The flute of the son is too sad." ”

Xue Shang looked up at the sky, and a heron fluttered its wings and soared in the blue sky.

Xue Shang sighed faintly: "I am not willing to be mediocre, I don't want to be empty, I put pen to paper, and I feel the same way." ”

"Xue Gongzi is talented and will not be buried." Feng Jiao comforted, a pair of autumn water full of concern.

Xianglan refilled the tea for the two and quietly retreated.

The sky is clear, and the heron flutters its wings high in the vast sky.

With the strength of the good wind, send me to the clouds!

Xue Shang's heart suddenly brightened, the opportunity must not be lost, and it will not come again. He wants to be an eagle that has soared into the sky if he doesn't fly.

He was originally an eagle, and he didn't know when he tied his wings. Those who achieve great things are not informal.

Xue Shang solemnly gave a deep salute: "Xue is fortunate to meet a bosom friend in the mountains and rivers." Miss is Xue's confidant, and Xue has to meet Miss as a confidant in this life, and he has no regrets in this life. ”

Xue Shang took out an object from his personal purse and handed it to Feng Jiao with both hands. "Xue has no long things, this golden unicorn Xue has been carrying it since he was a child. If Miss doesn't dislike it, Xue wants to entrust Miss. ”

Xue Shang took away the golden hairpin that Bao Chuan gave him and bought back the golden unicorn. Now transferred to Feng Jiao.

Feng Jiao didn't know the true origin of the golden unicorn. He lowered his head, reached out and took it, and put it in his personal purse.

Thousands of miles away, Bao Chuan, where did he know that his sincere friendship was to make wedding clothes for others.

It's been almost a year since the "Manna Change". One day after the court meeting, the servants shot Ling Hu Chu's legs and feet were not too neat, and slowly fell behind the hundred officials.

The monarch and the minister tacitly agreed. Wenzong ordered someone to bring another soft sedan chair, and ordered Hu Chu to follow Wenzong to the Zichen Palace.

Wenzong sat down, ordered Hu Chu to come forward and bow down, and touched the ground with his head. "What is Aiqing?"

Before Linghu Chu could speak, tears flowed from his eyes, and the old man said with tears: "Your Majesty, Li Xun and the others have been executed until the transformation of the nectar. Ended up in a different place, and there was no place to bury him. The wilderness on the outskirts of Beijing is full of white bones, and the corpses are exposed. ”

Before Linghu Chu could finish speaking, Wenzong was already in tears. Wenzong hid his face and wept, "Let them be buried in the ground." ”

There are mass graves in the suburbs, and bones are everywhere, how can you tell who is who!

Linghu Chu personally came to the scene, his heart was sad, the nine clans were destroyed in the nectar change, which one was not a freshly clothed angry horse, and he was noble in front of people?

Who would have thought that the aftermath would be so bleak, that it would wipe out the nine clans and die without a place to bury.

Linghu Chu ordered his subordinates to collect the bones and put them in the coffin, dig a pit and fill the soil and bury them. A stone stele was erected, and the stele was engraved with the words of the tomb of the prime minister Wang Ya and the clansmen.

Others put the bones into the coffin in turn, buried them in the soil, and set up a monument to engrave words. Thin wine melons and fruits are sacrificed at every house.

Ling Hu Chuwu hurt his kind, and made a sacrifice, and his eyes were red and swollen from crying. Ling Hu Chu did this, and he also did it quietly and secretly.

Who knows that there is no impermeable wall. The great general Qiu Shiliang still knew. When Qiu Shiliang heard the news, he couldn't help but sneer, Wenzong, Wenzong, you are the emperor at the end.

Linghu Chu's front foot just let them settle into the ground. Qiu Shiliang instructed Yu Hongzhi to take a few henchmen and eunuchs to dig up the graves of Wang Ya and others again, and throw the bones into the river.

Linghu Chu once again prepared a thin wine sacrifice to pay tribute to Wang Ya and others, and he took two henchmen with him. When they arrived at the cemetery, all three of them were shocked by the scene in front of them.

The stele had been chiseled and shattered, and the coffin had turned on its side in the open, and the bones inside were gone. Is it a human job to dig up graves and destroy bones?

Linghu Chu looked up to the sky and let out a sad voice: "God, why don't you open your eyes? Let down a few thunderbolts, and take away the wicked who have brought calamity to the country and the people. ”

But what does the saying come about? Good people don't live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years!