Lu Rongwei returned to the Divine Palace, and after giving Mo Ling the task of 'coincidentally' meeting Wang Zhi, he returned to the front hall of the Divine Palace.

At this time, the Divine Palace has long been different from what it used to be, Jiannan is already richer than Yishui City, Mo Ling's hard work in the past sixteen years, with many believers, plus the continuous expansion of the divine system, the palace is continuous, forming a Divine Palace, just a matter of ministers, there are nearly ten people before and after.

Li Xuanji is running around all the year round, and even if he comes back, he doesn't like to take care of things, and Lu Rongwei is responsible for the management of the Divine Palace.

At this time, there are more than a dozen craftsmen in the front hall under the command of the priest to decorate, a large number of flowers continue to be transplanted, some furnishings are also re-arranged, the front and rear halls no longer receive pilgrims, pilgrims are in the temple group under the front hall mountain, only large pilgrims, or special gatherings, will put people to the top of the mountain shrine.

Lu Rongwei looked back and forth, saw that everything was in order, was slightly relieved, and returned to his room.

Although he didn't know why his main god asked him to reveal the news of the poetry meeting in such detail Wang Zhi, a person he had never met, he would never question any of Mo Ling's moves, even if he had doubts in his heart, he would only suppress it in his heart and not pay too much attention to it.

Mo Ling doesn't want outsiders to know about his relationship with Zheng Yichen now, and he can't be too careful about this kind of confidential matter.

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Zheng Yichen casually found an excuse the next day, and went out on horseback alone, without a single servant and maid, and with the help of Mo Ling, he threw off a few tails behind him, and Zheng Yichen drove his horse towards the Taoist temple that Wang Zhi said.

There are no miscellaneous troubles along the way, Zheng Yichen is in a very good mood, and the horse is no longer an old horse, but a horse selected by Zheng Xuan personally from his collection.

The Scattered Flower Temple, famous for its perennial blooming flowers, attracts a lot of visitors to come, and occasionally there are pilgrims to incense, the Taoist temple is not big, but it is not small either.

Zheng Yichen put the horse at the foot of the mountain, walked up the mountain by himself, enjoyed the beautiful scenery on the road, climbed a section of stairs, and there was a smooth road in front of him, and a quiet Taoist temple appeared in front of him. At this time, although it is late summer, but the dense forest here is deep, the ancient trees and vines, the leaves do not have a trace of autumn yellow, but tender green, the stone ladder is full of flowers on both sides, and under the bright sunshine, it is more and more vigorous and beautiful to the extreme.

Zheng Yichen admired it for a while, and sighed in his heart that it was indeed extremely beautiful, many wealthy people played before and after the Taoist temple, and there was only one young Taoist priest at the door who was responsible for the reception, and the Taoist priest was kind and knew etiquette very well, which attracted a lot of praise from tourists, and also donated some incense money, and the Taoist priest did not miss all of them.

Zheng Yichen walked over slowly.

"This Dao Master, please also inform you of the Lord, I have something to ask for advice below!"

When the Taoist priest saw Zheng Yichen coming, he opened his mouth to see his own master, and he was unwilling, but after glancing at Zheng Yichen, he wanted to refuse but couldn't say it, he only felt that the person in front of him had an extraordinary temperament, which made people look extremely kind, and the person who came did not dress like an ordinary person, so he was afraid that it would be bad to open the crime rashly. The Taoist priest hesitated and struggled for a while, but still relieved:

"Please wait a moment for this guest, and I'll go and inform our viewer!"

Zheng Yichen nodded with a smile, stood at the door and enjoyed the view, and after a while, the Taoist priest came back:

"Please come with me, and the Lord will be waiting for you in the back. ”

Zheng Yichen didn't say much, and then walked in, the Taoist temple is not big, so only after passing a wall, he saw the master in the guest room of a small courtyard.

The viewer is a middle-aged man, looking energetic, the Taoist priest led Zheng Yichen in and retired, the viewer glanced at Zheng Yichen, and said with a smile:

"I'll just say what kind of person he is, he can actually let Yu Xuan'er take the initiative to ask to see on his behalf, it turns out to be the third son of the Marquis of Jingchuan. ”

Zheng Yichen was slightly surprised, this person actually knew himself, it seems that this view of scattered flowers is not as simple as Wang Zhi said.

Take a few steps forward and bow slightly:

"The younger Zheng Yichen has seen the master. ”

The viewer hid to the side, did not accept it, and hurriedly waved his hand and said:

"Don't dare, don't dare, Poor Dao is just a Taoist priest of a small Taoist temple, how dare he accept such a big gift from the third prince?"

The Spectator walked out and walked to the door to greet him:

"Please also invite the third prince to come in and talk about it. ”

The two sat down, and a Taoist boy brought two bowls of flower tea, which were fragrant and smelled extremely attractive.

"I don't know why the third prince came here this time?"

Zheng Yichen was not sloppy, and said bluntly:

"I came here this time because I heard that the master has a secret to raising flowers, which can ensure that flowers are bright and new all year round, so I came today to see and see. ”

Zheng Yichen got straight to the point, but the viewer was stunned, his Taoism was much higher than that of the jade xuan at the door, and the effect of dragon qi was relatively small. And Zheng Yichen didn't say anything substantial about the price, so the viewer shook his head and refused almost without thinking:

The third prince laughed, these flowers and plants grow just because of the special here, and the small Taoist temple really has no secrets. ”

Zheng Yichen had long expected that he didn't believe that there was any secret to this Taoist temple at all, it was true that there was a treasure, before coming, Mo Ling had personally dispatched last night to check it out, and sure enough, he saw something. After going back, according to the situation of the Taoist temple, I flipped through the books of the Dragon Tomb, and really found the treasure about this kind of guarantee of bright flowers, the treasure has no other role, just simply catalyzing flowers, but it was forged by Xianmen in order to please a queen.

Later, the dynasty changed, and the baby was nowhere to be found, and it had no effect on itself, and the effect was relatively chicken, so no one paid attention to it at all, and only recorded a little in the corner of a classic.

This treasure is dispensable for the Xianmen and the Imperial Dynasty, but for this small Taoist temple in front of him, it is a thing to live in, if there is no beautiful flower, the Taoist temple may immediately cut off the already thin incense.

Zheng Yichen continued:

"If you don't have a secret, then don't do it!"

Zheng Yichen's answer made the viewer stunned, such a good thing to say is over?

The viewer was about to seize the opportunity to understand the matter, and Zheng Yichen suddenly answered:

"I don't want it, I use the borrowed one, and it's always good!"

"Borrow?!"

The viewer was stunned for a moment, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then pretended not to know:

"I don't know what kind of borrowing method is this borrowing? What do you want to borrow?

Zheng Yichen looked at the viewer pretending to be stupid, looked at the other party with a smile, suddenly lowered his tone, and deliberately whispered:

"Just borrow the 'Spirit Flower Bead'~"

The viewer's eyes were shocked, his face was full of consternation, he couldn't believe it, he looked at the rumored third son in front of him who was unlearned and hiding at home, how did he know about Linghuazhu?