King Jin raised his eyelids and glanced at Tian Zhen, and said categorically: "Okay! ”

However, Xie Jiulang clearly saw a touch of loneliness passing through his eyes.

"Yes, the brocade clothes and jade food in the palace are much stronger than you and Master Boruo going to Liangzhou City." Xie Jiulang said with a light smile.

As she spoke, she suddenly thought of the scene when she first met King Jin in front of the tofu shop in Baoyeer Hutong.

At that time, the king of Jin was still pedaling monk shoes and followed Master Boruo all the way to Liangzhou City to hear about Buddhism. Passing through Yongnian County, in front of the tofu shop in Baoyeer Hutong, holding a wooden bowl and waiting for the proprietress to drop a spoonful of bean curd into the bowl, a beautiful little monk. In just a few months, he became the most likely to inherit the Southern Qi Dynasty, His Royal Highness the King of Jin.

Xie Jiulang sighed and said, "Creation makes people!" The sound was like a gnat, but it came to the ears of King Jin very clearly.

Isn't it just creation to make people? I'm afraid that the little monk himself couldn't have imagined that his biological father would be the current emperor.

The taste of Lao Duan's bowl of tofu is still engraved in the mind of King Jin. Not only because he was hungry at that time, but he felt that drinking white water was a delicacy in the world. He remembered the bowl of bean curd, and even the taste of every meal he had made when he was walking with Master Boruo.

Master Boruo was both a master and a father, teaching him how to behave and how to behave. Since returning to the Imperial Palace, he has lived in Changxin Palace. King Jin always remembers that he is cautious in his words and deeds, and does not dare to exceed the rules by half a point. He treated His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress with filial piety and humility, and exchanged his sincerity for His Majesty's sincerity. He has to beware of Liu Yuan's assassination and stumbling, as well as King Xiang's sarcastic remarks, which are hard work, and ordinary people can understand.

Now, Xie Jiulang said: "Creation makes people." King Yu Jin's mood coincides. Xie Jiulang is the only one in the world who understands him. King Jin sighed secretly and said:

"Everything in the world is created and evolved, and the so-called making people is just a matter of experience and suffering. If we can understand the Most Holy Truth, we will enter Bliss as Master did. King Jin said slowly, looked at Xie Jiulang, and asked her, "Am I right, Xie Langjun?" ”

When His Majesty the Emperor chatted with the King of Jin, Tian Zhen and Tian Zhen often accompanied him. Because the king of Jin studied under the eminent monks, his words always implied Buddhism. Tian Zhen has long been surprised.

"Yes and no." Xie Jiulang clearly felt the scorching gaze from King Jin, but she never looked at King Jin, stubbornly stepped forward, and said in a deep voice: "If you miss the opportunity to understand the truth, you will go with the flow and run to a fantasy full of terrifying hearts. That is, we often say rolling red dust, chaos and intraction. Ruri, do you know what the outcome will be? Although he was asking the King of Jin, Xie Jiulang persistently looked ahead and did not make contact with the King of Jin.

"The result? Master enters Bliss, and the opposite result is Abi Hell. King Jin said, and suddenly realized that Xie Jiulang was saying that he was being harassed by fame and fortune, and he was no longer the little monk she knew before.

King Jin wanted to understand this layer, and he was both sad and sad. He was afraid that Xie Jiulang would have such an impression, so since he returned to the palace, he continued to reward Xie Jiulang one after another. Although, he also knew that Xie Jiulang might not be able to see it, but he just wanted to tell Xie Jiulang in this way that he was still him, and he was still the little monk who was following Master Boruo, and he had never changed.

Xie Jiulang said nothing, secretly scolded himself for being stupid and dull, from the four empty monks to His Royal Highness the King of Jin who enjoyed wealth and wealth overnight, how could his mood be unwavering, without half a point of fluctuation?

In the final analysis, Xie Jiulang was afraid that King Jin would not be able to fulfill his promise to her.

With the change of status and status, Xie Jiulang's attitude towards King Jin is also changing. She didn't believe him anymore.

However, Xie Jiulang didn't realize at the moment that her trust in King Jin was slowly eroding, and one day, it would eventually disappear.

"Illusion is illusion, and if you are fascinated by illusion, your cultivation will not be firm. Yes, sticking to one's heart is the foundation. King Jin made a pun on what he thought in his heart and made it clear to Xie Jiulang.

When Xie Jiulang heard this, he thought for a moment, then turned his gaze to King Jin and said, "The difficulty is to stick to your heart. ”

"Against all odds, you can't resist an indestructible will." King Jin's words were earnest, and Xie Jiulang finally smiled with relief and said, "That's very good." ”

Tian Zhen heard the conversation between the two of them, and he didn't know what was going on, so he just thought he was studying Buddhism.

Xiao Tian was thoughtful and a scholar, so he understood that what Xie Jiulang said was not simple, but he was still indulging in the joy of seeing Yu Shiye, and his perception of the rest of the matter became less sensitive.

Xie Jiulang smiled, King Jin stretched his eyebrows, and the two were silent, all the way to Jixian Palace.

There are doctors who are responsible for sorting out books, repairing broken rare books, and so on.

On duty today is an elderly doctor surnamed Cong, he has been in the Jixian Hall for almost forty years, when the first emperor was alive, he was here on an errand, Dr. Cong loved ancient books all his life, and he regarded the books in the Jixian Hall as a child. After receiving the imperial decree from His Majesty the Emperor to reward Xie Jiulang with a rare book, he felt a lot of reluctance.

Dr. Cong doesn't often walk around outside, but the word Xie Yushu is not unfamiliar to him. "Xuemei", "Yuan Xi" and other various jaw-dropping masterpieces made by Xie Jiulang made a deep impression on him. Especially Ju Lou Miao, Dr. Rao is Dr. Cong is well-read and strong, and they can't help but be Xie Jiulang and Cai'er.

Xie Jiulang never thought that after more than ten years, she would set foot in Jixian Hall again under the name of Xie Yushu. She stood with her hands in her hands, carefully looking at the once familiar grass and trees, and was full of emotion.

Dr. Cong walked in front of King Jin, and after seeing the salute, he turned to Xie Jiulang.

Xie Jiulang faced Dr. Cong, who had white hair, and almost blurted out: "Dr. Dragon Scales!" ”

The dragon scale costume is a stunt for the restoration of rare books. Dr. Cong is a good player. He was highly regarded by the emperor for restoring and saving a collection of poems by the great poet Guan Jinling of the former dynasty, and gave him the nickname of Dr. Dragon Scale. After that, the people in the palace called him Dr. Dragon Scale.

The first emperor died, and the new emperor ascended the throne. Once a son of heaven and a courtier, the nickname of Dr. Dragon Scale was gradually forgotten.

Speaking of which, Xiao Zhao Jin and Dr. Dragon Scale are old friends.

Xie Jiulang never expected that Dr. Dragon Scale would still be on an errand in Jixian Palace.

Although Dr. Dragonscale's face is old, his eyes are bright and his spirit is strong. Xiao Zhao Jin often lazily tugged at the jade on Dr. Dragonscale's waist, and begged in a coquettish voice: "Dr. Dragonscale, Dr. Dragonscale, I want the most beautiful handwriting and the most beautifully bound book!" ”

Xiao Zhao Jin is a well-known Zhao child, she was five or six years old and knew how to play chess and the art of war, and even dabbled in boring Buddhist scriptures for others.

Dr. Long Scale knew that Zhao Jin was joking with him, so he pretended to be innocent and coaxed softly: "Your Royal Highness, you can't look at the inside and only look at the skin!" ”

"I just say yes!" Xiao Zhao Jin's milk voice pursed his mouth, his eyes widened, and he inserted his waist, pretending to be majestic to Dr. Dragon Scale.

But no matter how much she pretends to be, she is a cute and well-behaved girl like a mud doll. If it weren't for the status of the monarch and minister, Dr. Long Scale really wanted to lift Zhao Jin high and turn him three or five times like he did with his granddaughter.