Zhao Shu said coldly: "This king has never regarded the so-called love as the most important thing in life. But the big husband has something to do and something not to do. ”

"The prince has sacrificed a lot for the queen, and now the queen is not indebted to each other in order to free you all. Why should the prince bother with this? ”

"You know what."

After Zhao Shu said this, he raised his feet and left.

Huiyuan hurriedly followed and said: "If you say that the Dharma is chanted, the poor monks are like a few treasures. The word love is not understood by the poor monks. Please also ask the prince to solve his doubts. ”

"If you want to penetrate the red dust, you have to enter the red dust."

"Huh?"

"If you want to understand love, you can find a woman!" Zhao Shu said unceremoniously.

"This ......" Huiyuan pondered seriously for a moment, and shook his head randomly, "No." Monks, how can you think of such a thing? Sin, sin. ”

"Phew. You are also worthy of being a monk, and the Buddha will be angry with you. ”

Zhao Shu rolled his eyes and walked away.

Huiyuan chased after him with his robe, pestered him and asked: "The poor monk has no chance, so the prince might as well tell the poor monk directly." Why does the prince want to do this? ”

Zhao Shu couldn't be entangled by him, so he said angrily: "Get out." ”

In order to get rid of this annoying monk, he simply rode his horse and ran away first.

"Lord, lord, wait for the poor monk!"

Huiyuan carried the robe in both hands and ran after him.

He is a monk, and he can't follow the horse, so it will inevitably have a bad impact.

After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, monks should be simple.

If you can afford to ride a horse, then you are not an ordinary family.

However, King Qin didn't even look back, and rode all the way into the palace.

When Huiyuan panted and arrived at Taihe Gate, Zhao Shu was already sitting in the Chengqian Palace.

He lifted the hem of his robe, wiped his sweat, held on to the wall and gasped for a while, and sighed: "His Royal Highness the King of Qin, even the monks are bullied. Is there still a heavenly reason? ”

"Master, you wipe your sweat with your robe, it's too disrespectful to the Buddha."

Wei Jintai squatted not far away, looking at him with a smile.

Huiyuan sighed, looked at Wei Jintai, and said, "This donor seems to have something to worry about recently?" ”

Wei Jintai was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "People live in the world, who can not have troubles?" But I'm worried about it, Master, you can't help. ”

"If the donor doesn't mind, why don't you come and hear about it?"

"Minded, especially minded. The master is the emperor's honored guest, so let's go in, but I don't dare to ask the emperor to wait. ”

Wei Jintai stood up and said to the people around him, "Ming'er, I'll take a break, you are not allowed to be lazy and slip your head, otherwise I will twist your neck when I come back." ”

He took one day off every ten days, and he rarely took a bath. But since his sister moved in with his niece, he has been home more often.

Leaving Taihemen, he rode to the market and bought a bag of sugar-fried chestnuts.

Cai Cai loves to eat.

I went to the pastry shop again and bought two boxes of the most fashionable snacks.

This is for my sister's red beans.

Carrying chestnuts and pastries, he spun around again, hesitated for a long time, and finally did not buy anything else.

When he went home, he deliberately walked around the door of a flower rhyme and saw Leng Rushuang lying on the counter in a daze.

He looked at her from afar, looking fascinated.

Leng Rushuang rejected him from the beginning, and his attitude was clear.

She doesn't like him, and she will never accept feelings that are too different in age.

Although Wei Jintai's pursuit has not stopped, he has gradually understood in his heart that it is completely useless to be hot in such a thing as feelings.

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