Jin Yiwei commanded Ning Tong's only daughter, the most favored by Ning Guifei, the county lord of Yanzhen, to finally be rescued.

It's just that although his life was saved, half of his face was ruined......

This matter was only spread in the dark, but no one dared to talk about it in the open.

And the cause of this incident has also been identified.

It was not enough to take people to Shufeng Garden to watch the giant lion, and forced the guards to open the iron cage and throw live chickens and dogs into it to see the lion predators.

But in the process, the four princes didn't think it was interesting enough, and threw stones at it.

The stone struck the lion in one of the eyes, and just as the four princes were excitedly boasting that they had smashed it accurately, the enraged lion went berserk and bit the guard, and escaped......

Fortunately, the fourth prince was not injured, but he was scared sick.

was not frightened by the lion, but frightened by Ning Guifei.

Ning Guifei's domineering has never even bothered to hide it, she has made trouble in front of the emperor several times, crying and asking the emperor to call the shots for her niece, saying that the four princes are stubborn and must be severely punished.

She has no children under her knees, and she truly treats her niece as her own daughter.

In the dormitory, wearing a Buddhist monk's robe and holding a Taoist whisk in his hand, Emperor Zhaofeng, who looked a little nondescript and was meditating, felt a little strange when he heard Ning Guifei's words.

The fourth is stubborn?

But didn't you raise him?

He looked at Concubine Ning and couldn't help asking, "The fourth child has been raised by your side since childhood, he is so stubborn, don't you have to bear the sin of improper upbringing?" ”

Concubine Ning choked.

"What does the emperor mean by this?" She said aggrieved and indignant: "The poor banquet of the concubine really suffered such a catastrophe, is it possible that the concubine has to punish herself?" ”

"That's what I mean...... I just ...... "Think that's funny?"

Emperor Zhaofeng swallowed what he shouldn't have said, and coaxed him in a good voice: "Then the concubine said how to punish the fourth child to dissipate her anger?" He is still sick now, and the concubine can just say, I will write it down for him first-"

In the past, his heirs were thin, and the eldest and second children died early, but since the third child Zhu Youzhu was taken back, his son gradually became more like he didn't want money, and things were scarce and expensive, and he was no longer a treasure if he had more sons.

Now he only thinks about refining the elixir of immortality as soon as possible, one of him, one of his concubines, and the two of them are a pair of immortal immortal couples, so it can be regarded as a consummation.

Thinking like this, Emperor Zhaofeng couldn't help but persuade: "Sooner or later, we will ascend to the immortals, why should Concubine Ai worry too much about these mundane things?" Don't be angry, it's just a passing cloud, you might as well be open-minded. ”

Ning Guifei rolled her eyes in her heart when she heard this.

"No matter how many concubines there are, if you make a mistake, you must be punished, first you have to punish him to go to the same banquet, it's not really compensatory! For his young sake, he was only fined ten boards, and then ordered him to go to the Taimiao Temple to stay for three months, reflect on his redemption! ”

"This ......," thought flashed in Emperor Zhaofeng's eyes.

"Is the emperor still afraid that the concubines have been punished heavily? If you don't let him have a long memory, I don't know what trouble will happen in the future! "If it weren't for the fact that he was the prince, she really wanted to kill someone directly to make Yan Zhen angry!

"No, it's not heavy." Emperor Zhaofeng shook his head and said cautiously: "It's just, how about changing the March of Shoutai Temple to the eighty-first day?" ”

"Why?"

There are only ten days left, is there any difference?

Ning Guifei's face was full of doubts.

"The Buddha has clouds, ninety-nine to one, and finally to achieve a positive result - an auspicious picture."

Ning Guifei: "......"

Emperor Zhaofeng took out a pill and handed it to Concubine Ning.

"Concubine Ai seems to have lost weight again recently, this Zhuyan Pill was personally refined for you by me, take it quickly."

Ning Guifei is nineteen years older than him, and she is already fifty years old this year, although she is carefully maintained on weekdays, her face is already wrinkled.

Concubine Ning took the pill and thanked her.

When he left the dormitory, he turned his face and crushed the pill and sprinkled it into the flower pot with a disgusted expression.

What is Zhu Yan Dan, she took a pill last time, and she vomited for three days, but the emperor also said that it was a good thing that she vomited turbidity.

Fuck the turbidity, she doesn't want to be a fairy, she just wants to be a favorite concubine, and do whatever she wants!

……

By the time I had just finished eating breakfast, it was already extremely hot.

The fiery sun hung high, and not even half of the clouds could be seen in the blue sky.

A blue-curtained carriage stopped outside the gate of Kaiyuan Temple, and a maid jumped down first, and then helped down the three girls.

The eldest was about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a lilac purple embroidered butterfly shirt, a light blue pleated skirt, and a bright and moving face.

This is Zhang Meixian, the eldest girl of the Zhang family.

Today, she took her third sister Zhang Meishou and her fourth sister Zhang Meiqing to Kaiyuan Temple to offer incense.

At this time, it was still early, and there were only a few pilgrims in the temple, and the three sisters were led into the front hall by the monk who knew the guest.

Zhang Meixian put on incense, donated money for sesame oil, and handed over the scriptures he had copied devoutly to the little novice.

"Third sister, fourth sister, you go elsewhere to play first, I have something to say to the Buddha."

Zhang Meixian spoke, her face slightly uncomfortable.

Zhang Meishou and Zhang Meiqing agreed to come down and left the front hall together.

"Third sister, I want to eat the bean rake cake in this temple......" Zhang Meiqing said, and secretly swallowed.

The rice in Kaiyuan Temple is famous far and wide, among which the bean rake cake is the most famous.

"It's still early, and it's still some hour before the iftar." Zhang Meishou said.

Besides, when they went out today, they promised to go back after the incense was served, and they would not stay for fasting.

"Then let's go to the kitchen and take a look, what if there is a ready-made one? Or, let's donate more sesame oil money and learn how to make bean rake cakes from the master...... "Zhang Meiqing has always been very interested in delicious things.

Zhang Meishou vaguely remembered that this introverted fourth sister was not a good girl since she was a child, and she preferred to cook, and she has always been like this when she grew up.

There was nothing to do left and right, and Zhang Meishou followed Zhang Meiqing to the back kitchen of the temple.

In the front hall, Zhang Meixian knelt on the futon, muttering in a low voice.

"The great mercy and compassion of Guanyin Bodhisattva, the believer Zhang Meixian has nothing else to ask for, she does not ask for a good marriage, she just wishes not to ask me to marry the Wang family who is so bad and has killed two wives one after another...... The believer would rather be a green lantern ancient Buddha and worship the Bodhisattva all her life than make a continuation ...... for that person."

Her voice was reverent and helpless.

The sound was low and thin, but it still clearly reached the ears of the monks who had just stepped into the hall.

Those who come to seek Buddha often have all kinds of unpleasant things, and it is not unusual for the young girl's family to worry about their relatives.

It's just that the monk didn't know why, but he still subconsciously cast his gaze.

Zhang Meixian bowed and got up.

When he turned around, he looked at each other.

A hint of surprise flashed in the monk's eyes.