Looking at the dignified and noble palace nobles sitting on the upper seat, Gu Mingli couldn't take her eyes off it for a while, her eyes fell on the handsome Xianwang and the heroic Xianwang, and quietly asked the servant girls who were waiting beside her: "Are those two His Royal Highnesses the Xianwang and the Xianwang?" ”

Although she has never been out of the mansion to see it, she has also heard about these two highnesses, they are real nobles, which lady in the mansion will not have a little thought.

When Cen Liuniang heard it, she turned her head and whispered to her kindly: "Yes, it's just that His Royal Highness King Chen Liuwang has not yet arrived......"

As she spoke, she looked at the mountain gate in the distance.

Chen Liuwang? Gu Mingli was a little stunned, and followed Cen Yun to look over, she had never heard of King Chen Liu, aren't there only two highnesses in the palace, King Xian and King Xian?

Outside the mountain gate, two wide carriages slowly drove towards the Heavenly King Hall and stopped in front of the palace gate.

The servants accompanying the carriage lifted the curtain of the carriage, and King Chen Liu, who was dressed in a dark sleeved Tengyun python robe, got out of the carriage, and with a gentle smile on Wenxiu's fair face, he strode towards the upper seat.

On the carriage behind him, Cui Yi, the seventh lang of the Cui family, lifted the curtain, jumped out of the carriage in a dashing manner, looked around, and fell on the high Dharma platform in the field, and after a few glances, he said lazily to the carriage with a lazy smile: "Wulang, this festival is still a little interesting, and it is not in vain that you came from Boling." ”

In Gu Mingzhu's surprised gaze, the curtain of the carriage was lifted by the servant, and Cui Wulang Cui Lin, who was wearing a plain sleeved round-necked robe, got out of the carriage, the snow-white robe was spotless, and the black jade girdle around his waist was even more beautiful, he raised his eyes slightly to look at the nobles sitting high on the upper seat in the distance, his handsome and beautiful face was as calm as water, without the slightest wave.

His appearance made everyone at the table surprised and discussed, it was the carriage of the Cui family, and naturally only the Cui family could walk with Cui Yi.

Fang Cai Cui Yi called him Goro, he is ...... Cui Jia Goro Cui Lin?!

That world-famous Cui Jiayulang Cui Lin?!

For a while, everyone at the table looked at the two Cui family Langjun who came to the table, and the Langjun were full of wonder in their hearts, why did the family that had not entered Chang'an for many years appear at the lecture meeting on the birthday of the saint, and they came with King Chen Liu, so they were afraid that the situation in the DPRK and China would change again.

But the ladies and ladies looked at the two gentlemen of the Cui family and couldn't take their eyes off them.

If it is said that the virtuous king Li Yu is handsome, and the Xianwang Li Mi is heroic, then the Cui family Qilang in front of him is a handsome man, and his uninhibited behavior in the eyes of the world makes people feel very comfortable in doing it, as if that is his original true temperament, and he doesn't feel ridiculous.

Only Cui Wulang Cui Lin makes people dare not look directly, such a handsome scenery, with a bright and bright face, is compelling, like his immaculate robe, which makes people dare not have the slightest blasphemy.

Among the crowd, only Gu Mingzhu's surprise was different, she looked at Cui Lin a little stunned, how could he come to the lecture meeting, obviously ...... Obviously, he had never shown up in Chang'an before that accident.

It seems that it is different again, Gu Mingzhu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he withdrew his gaze, a little preoccupied.

Gu Mingli, who was behind her, looked at the few Lang Jun who came over step by step, and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, until she bumped into Chen Liuwang's smiling gaze, she suddenly woke up, her face turned red, she lowered her head in a panic, and her heart beat like a drum.

She has been raised in the Gu family for so many years, and she has rarely seen a man, let alone such a noble Langjun, but just now his smile was full of gentleness, and he didn't blame her for being rude, and taught her to be confused for a while, and she didn't even care to look at the Cui family Langjun in the back.

The sage sitting on the top looked at King Chen Liu, Cui Lin and Cui Yi coming together, and smiled at the queen of heaven beside him: "I heard that the children of the Cui family are the best in the family, and now it seems that they are worthy of their reputation, and they are really outstanding talents. ”

His joy lies in the fact that such an outstanding family is now following his son's side, so it seems that the family that has been hiding for many years and does not care about political affairs will finally surrender, how can he not be happy and proud.

The queen tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing a cold smile, and said in a low voice: "What the sage said is extremely true. ”

But that son is not hers, it is the Chen family, who has long since died.

She has never forgotten how Chen died in the cold palace that day, and the vicious curse left by Chen often makes her wake up in the middle of the night when she dreams back, and her body is cold.

And now Chen's son is sitting in front of her like this, the sage values him more and more, and behind him is the shadow of the several great families of Long, all of which makes her unable to sit in peace, as if the efforts of more than ten years have come to naught in an instant!

Under the gorgeous golden phoenix robe, her hands slowly clenched, clenched into fists and never let go for a long time.

King Chen Liu, Cui Lin and Cui Yi saluted the saint and sat down, and the saint was happy at this time, so Cui Lin sat on the couch on his right hand and talked to him about the family.

Cui Lin sat down calmly and answered the sage's questions thoughtfully.

The queen's face became more and more gloomy, and her originally gentle face was only indifferent at this time, and she gave an order, and the chamberlain Liu An hurriedly bowed down and ordered the lecture to begin.

The door of the palace of the Heavenly King was wide open, and two columns of Zen masters wearing big red robes and robes strode out with their hands folded and chanting scriptures, and the little novice followed closely behind with prayer flags and wooden fish water purification copper basins.

"Ascend." As soon as they shouted, the monks closed their eyes and began to chant the Myoho-renge-kyo Sutra.

One of the young Zen masters walked out and walked towards the high platform, dressed in a big red robe and gray-brown Zen robe, but barefoot, stepping on a wooden ladder towards the high platform.

The high platform was obviously rough branches, and even the thorns of the wood had not been removed, but he just walked up step by step calmly, without the slightest stagnation in his steps, his expression was solemn, and his eyes were full of determination.

Cen Yun looked so frightened that she covered her mouth, and whispered to Gu Mingzhu: "This Zhanqing Zen Master is really profound, and he can go to the Dharma platform to give a lecture at such an age." ”

If it is not a Zen master who has achieved great cultivation, he is not qualified to preach on the Dharma platform, let alone on such an occasion, to give a lecture to the saint and the queen of heaven and a group of nobles.

Gu Mingzhu glanced at the young Zen master sitting on the Dharma platform, explaining the Buddhist scriptures to everyone in high spirits, but his eyes slowly sank, and it seemed that everything was inevitable.