Master Zhiyuan smiled, "If everything can see the end at a glance, then why bother stargazing!" ”

"According to the poor monks, Daqing Xing is the heroine. If the saint kills Princess Tianbao at this moment, Daqing will still have an empress. This is the fortune of the country. ”

The saint suddenly startled, overturned the tea on the table, and let out a thud.

The attendant guarding the door hurriedly asked, "Sage, can you let the slave in?" ”

The saint came to his senses, "It's okay, stand down." ”

"How could I have killed Celestial Treasure! The master is not going to talk nonsense. What does the master mean that if Tianbao dies, there will be a new woman with the emperor's destiny in his body? ”

Master Zhiyuan nodded, "Princess Tianbao is the Li family's bloodline, so she will naturally treat her clansmen preferentially. If you change your surname, it's hard to say. ”

The sage tapped his finger on the table, "That woman sits in the world, is the world still my Li Daqing?" ”

Master Zhiyuan clasped his hands together: "This is the national fortune of Daqing." ”

The saint suddenly came to his senses.

He thought, pacing back and forth in the room, and after a long time said, "Can I trust the master?" ”

Master Zhiyuan didn't raise his eyebrows, "The poor monk only said what he saw, as for whether to believe or not, the saint decides for himself." Poor monks are just people who serve the Buddha, and the monks don't speak. ”

The sage looked at Master Zhiyuan, his beard and eyebrows were already pure white, but his whole face was ruddy and shiny, and he really looked like a master in the world. In terms of age, Master Zhiyuan can be his grandfather.

He believes in Buddhism and the mandate of heaven, and only when he believes can he have the so-called dragon spirit of the Son of Heaven.

At the same time, he didn't believe it, otherwise, he wouldn't have killed his brother and sought the throne.

The saint thought about it for a long time, but it was difficult to make up his mind.

"The master is a master of the Tao, and he is best at observing the heavens and counting people's lives, so the master calculates for himself, when will you go to see the Buddha?"

Master Zhiyuan didn't care, he didn't feel offended at all, and said with a faint smile: "Three days after the saint returns to heaven, it is the day when the poor monk turns into dust. ”

The saint was stunned back, and his heart was struck.

The old monk is old, and he can live three days longer than him, the true dragon emperor! It's just unreasonable!

And I always feel that when he says it, my time is running out, and my heart is really cold.

The sage thought about it and said listlessly, "I hope that the master will be tight-lipped about the conversation between you and me today. Even if Tianbao asked, don't reveal a word. ”

Master Zhiyuan nodded, "Amitabha, such a poor monk will leave first." The saint does not have to worry, what should come will always come, and he will not be able to kill it all. ”

After the master is gone.

The saint stuffed himself into the brocade quilt in the inner room, and without even taking off his coat, he fell asleep.

He was well fed, and he wanted to summon the old bald donkey to ask. Why didn't you listen to the fourth child back then, and killed this thief Lao Bald!

After being bored for a while, he called the chamberlain in, "After tomorrow morning, I will go to Tianxu Province to summon Cui Dou to meet him." ”

The chamberlain nodded, "No." Saint, it's time to rest. ”

The saint snorted, and fell asleep again.

He Zhichun didn't know all this, she was sleeping at the moment, with a roast chicken in her left hand and a pot of fruit wine in her right hand, eating it sweetly.

Xu was because he slept too early last night, He Zhichun got up the next day as soon as it was dawn, went to the courtyard to fight a set of punches, and the whole person was sweating.

The early morning of summer is the most comfortable time of the day, the crisp birdsong in the Taiji Palace, the faint fragrance of flowers, seems to make people feel that the world is really peaceful.

He Zhichun took the handkerchief handed over by Mu Hibiscus, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, and went to bathe and change clothes again.

I think when she was young, there was only one maid Xiaohe who didn't know anything by her side, where was she so exquisite, but now she is like Cui Jiu, who has to bathe and change clothes several times a day.

"Now that Concubine Wei is acting as the middle palace, it will be the time for the palaces to ask for peace in a while, and your lord has just entered the palace, do you want to go there?"

Ruan Mo watched Mu Hibiscus comb He Zhishu's hair and reminded her side.

"But every day? Are all the princesses on the side going? The harem of the saint, I have no interest in mixing. ”

Ruan Mo smiled, "The palace concubines go every day. But your lord is a princess, and there is no request. ”

The concubine is in charge of palace affairs, and it is not the middle palace, and the concubine sounds good, so there is also a concubine word, isn't it?

"Well, let's go today, I will often have to leave the palace in the future, there is no need to offend her."

She didn't want to go every day because she wanted to please Concubine Wei, three women in one play, how messy it was for three thousand women in the harem, one was accidentally used as a gun.

Besides, she didn't grow up in the palace, and she didn't believe in anything like a friend at first sight, and she just got by on face.

Ruan Mo was relieved to see that He Zhichun had his own rules.

In this palace, there are usually two kinds of people who end up the worst, one is soft-boned, no matter what their identity is, they always humble themselves to others. Such a person will only be played as a monkey by those powerful characters, and he will lose his dignity. When something happens, he becomes a scapegoat.

One is hard-boned, offending anyone, not likable at all, such a person will not live long.

Mu Hibiscus combed He Zhichun with makeup, and she got up and took Qingli and Yunxia with Ruan Mo.

Wei Guifei's bedroom is not far from the middle palace, and it is even more magnificent than the middle palace, which is not popular today.

He Zhichun straightened her waist and walked in unhurriedly, she was not the first to come, there were already many concubines standing there, chattering.

Seeing He Zhichun coming, Wei Guifei smiled, "Tianbao is still used to living in this palace?" If there is any discomfort, just talk to the palace. ”

The people in this palace know how to observe words and emotions the most.

Wei Guifei's kindness to He Zhichun naturally shows that in the heart of the saint, she is far from being comparable to Pingyao at the beginning.

And when Princess Jinyang suffered a big loss at the hands of He Zhichun, no one in the palace knew, and it all depended on how He Zhichun responded.

"Thank you for your care, it's all very appropriate."

Wei Guifei was relieved to see that He Zhichun was also smiling.

The two talked about the weather, flowers and the like if they couldn't go wrong.

Seeing that He Zhichun didn't open her mouth to let her introduce the concubines, Wei Guifei immediately understood her plan, and only took the initiative to tell her about Princess Changshan who came to ask for peace today and the concubines above the concubine.

As for those who are low-level, they are not mentioned in half a sentence.

And He Zhichun's sister-in-law, Princess Hengshan, did not come.

The saints are old, most of the princesses have already married, and only these two are younger than He Zhichun.

In a few moments, the room was full of people.

He Zhichun looked over, and it was Concubine Liu who was dressed in a green shirt and looked at her with unkind eyes.

She is indeed as Ruan Mo said, born young and beautiful, and should not have too deep feelings with the original Liu family.

And He Zhile also got a seat because she was pregnant, and there were two delicate women standing behind her, the one who was still as delicate as before was Lin Bao, and the other one, heroic and sassy, she had never seen it.