Zhao Chen, who was sitting opposite, looked at Zhao Chengyuan, and then at Han Youning, his face was gloomy.

He picked up the osmanthus cake from the plate and put it whole in his mouth.

Emperor Qingming picked up a glutinous rice cake and ate it, although the taste was very good, soft and glutinous and sweet, it was more simple and natural than the ordinary osmanthus cake.

But it's not so delicious that it's desperate.

Zhao Chengyuan and Zhao Chen rushed to eat, not osmanthus cakes, but people.

But Master Qingde didn't let him figure it out.

Emperor Qingming nodded, "Well, the craftsmanship is good. The dim sum made in the Imperial Study is only delicate and gorgeous, and it loses the true character of the food."

Han Youning stood up and thanked him, "The courtier's craftsmanship is rude, and she deserves such praise from the emperor."

The concubines present also couldn't understand it.

Is that ugly glutinous rice osmanthus cake really that delicious?

The emperor, the king of Jin, the crown prince, put so many exquisite snacks and don't eat them, scrambling to eat this?

Wang Guifei glanced at the only remaining osmanthus cake from time to time, and hesitated to pick it up and taste it.

Zhao Chengyuan didn't stay in the hall for a long time, and went to the small garden in the courtyard outside the hall, and he could breathe a sigh of relief.

The rich incense in the hall and all kinds of fat powder gas, smoked people breathlessly, and I don't know how the imperial brother endured it.

Zhao Chen followed and walked out.

"Uncle Huang doesn't actually have to go to the palace this time, the Duke of Dingguo has already entrusted his nephew to take care of Zhaoping when he went to the court. With her nephew here, she'll be fine."

Zhao Chengyuan looked into the distance with his hands, "Let's not talk about whether Zhaoping can use you to help. If the royal brother or the concubine blames her, you may be disobedient and unfilial for her?"

Zhao Chengyuan was silent for a moment.

"Yes."

Zhao Chengyuan shook his head with a smile, "Everyone has a scale in their hearts, and they weigh the gains and losses before acting. The other end of your scale is the country, and you can't do it."

"Whether you can do it or not, there is no need to argue, you will see when the time comes." Zhao Chen squinted at Zhao Chengyuan, "What is the other end of Uncle Huang's scale?"

Zhao Chengyuan said, "It's human."

Zhao Chen's eyes darkened, "Who is that person?"

Zhao Chengyuan smiled lightly and walked towards the gate of the courtyard, "Master Qingde is here."

Master Qingde was dressed in a half-worn monk's robe, walking slowly but calmly, followed by a small monk.

The little monk was carrying a monk's bag on his body, and because it was so small, the monk's bag was almost dragged to the ground.

Zhao Chengyuan saluted, "Master, it's been a long time."

Master Qingde said slowly, "The prince is also here."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "Presumably, the master wants to talk to me about a game, so I will greet him in person."

Master Qingde stroked his beard and laughed.

Emperor Qingming and Wang Guifei got the news and also came out.

Master Qingde had no intention of staying here for a long time, and rejected the proposal to go to the side hall to rest.

Although Emperor Qingming was an emperor, he respected Master Qingde, and did not force him, and talked to him about a few words of Buddhist merits, and then led Wang Guifei forward.

Wang Guifei followed the emperor to Ling'an Temple to worship incense on the first day of the first lunar month almost every year, but she had never seen Master Qingde, which was also what she was quite angry about.

She bowed her head and said, "This palace wants to set up a small Buddha hall in Yikun Palace, and the master will help me to see which side hall is suitable and how to arrange the incense case Buddha statue inside."

Master Qingde said, "Dare to ask the donor, why is there a small Buddha hall?"

"Naturally, I worship the Buddha."

Master Qingde said slowly, "The six dusts of people are all demonic obstacles. Depending on what the donor wants, the orientation of this hall will be different."

Wang Guifei pressed her temples, "Bengong has been tired recently, and I am afraid that I will collide with something, so I want to ask the Buddha to bless me with peace and smoothness."

Master Qingde bowed his head, "There is not much greed, it is a blessing for the benefactor."

He paced and walked around the courtyard in front and back of Yikun Palace, and said, "The southwest is Kun, and Kun is the position of the mistress of a house. A Buddhist hall is set up here to protect the donor.

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Emperor Qingming pointed to a side hall next to him, "It's better to choose this one."

Wang Guifei smiled bitterly, and her eyes were cold, "The concubine can't live in the kun position of the palace, can't she even use the kun position in her own palace?"

Emperor Qingming's face was gloomy, "It's just a little bit of a room, which is also the meaning of Yikun, why should the concubine be obsessed with this?"

Wang Guifei smiled, "Is it the concubine's persistence, or the emperor's persistence? Why didn't the master know that the concubine was just a concubine, and he said that he could use it, why couldn't he use it when he got to the emperor? The difference is a thousand miles, did the emperor ever think about his concubines when he said this?"

Emperor Qingming's eyes were heavy, "Concubine Ai has a lot of resentment, so let Master Qingde invite one more Buddha statue for you."

Wang Guifei sneered, "What the concubine asks for is nothing more than peace and smoothness, but there seem to be thousands of greedy thoughts here in the emperor. The emperor said, what should the concubine do, so that you are satisfied?"

Bai Zhi's face turned pale with fright, and she stood behind Wang Guifei and pulled her sleeves.

Emperor Qingming said lightly, "The noble concubine should recite the Buddha more and meditate."

Wang Guifei took a deep breath and slowly spit it out, "Recite the Buddha and meditate, but you can't even be the master of the position of the concubine in this Buddha Hall, what's the point of inviting Master Qingde?"

At this time, in addition to Master Qingde, there was also Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen asked Master Qingde, "Master thinks that if it is a little bit off, it will be appropriate?"

Master Qingde stroked his beard and said, "The king is the master of the Yikun Palace, so he is Kun. Kun is yin, and it needs to be balanced by things that are yang, and the statue of the god is placed in the position of kun, which can balance yin and yang, and benefit the hostess. And here to the west, the young daughter of the main family, the Buddha statue is placed here for the benefit of the young girl, and it has little to do with the main king of Shi."

Wang Guifei was originally a strong and cold-hearted person, and when she heard this, her eyes were hot.

The lord of Yikun Palace.

For more than 20 years, Master Qingde was the first person willing to justify her identity.

She blessed Master Qingde, "Whether there is a Buddhist hall or not today, the palace will thank the master."

"Amitabha."

Master Qingde recited the Buddha's name, and then lowered his eyebrows and twisted the Buddha beads.

Emperor Qingming's face softened slightly, "Since the master said so, let's set up the southwest."

After this twist and turn, Wang Guifei's mood has faded a lot.

She followed Master Qingde into the side hall, listened to him point out the direction of the Buddha statue, and the rules of worshipping the Buddha.

She originally set up a Buddhist hall just to eliminate disasters for herself, and occasionally put incense on the pillar, but at this time she had the idea of believing in Buddhism.

She took a red silk from Bai Zhi's hand and unfolded it to reveal the fragments of the jade smoker inside, "This smoker has been used in the palace for several years, and it was broken two days ago, some people say that this is a broken jade to ward off the disaster, and it has eliminated the disaster for the palace. It is necessary to offer the broken jade to the Buddha for purification for seven days, and then choose a place full of spiritual energy to bury it, and then fast and worship the Buddha for seven days in the palace. Master, do you really have such a saying?"

Master Qingde recited the Buddha's name, "I don't know who said this rule, can the poor monk see him?"

Wang Guifei's face was slightly gloomy.

The master avoided answering, could it be that Han Youning deceived her?