Rong Tang was stunned, and his face unconsciously turned cold.

Shuangfu was stunned: "Young master? ”

"It's fine." Rong Tang put down the ink in his hand and entered the bedroom.

"What is this? The self-correction of the Heavenly Dao? Rong Tang asked.

Compared with the previous life, he begged to save the male protagonist from the cold palace in the mansion of the eldest princess of Duanyi, and in this life, Sheng Chengli did not come out until February twenty-nine, which was a little late.

Comparable to the first ...... Rong Tang remembered that it was already March at that time.

This time it was even a few days earlier.

When he thought of this, he wanted to laugh inexplicably: "Seeing that I don't accept the task, what chance did Heaven give its male protagonist?" ”

It takes energy for the system to query the status of others.,But for the male owner,It's just a matter of cutting perspective.。

The main brain probably still has a glimmer of hope for the host, and has not completely severed this connection between the system and the protagonist.

[I had a serious illness and was dying, Yuerong desperately begged to go to the Tai Hospital and alarmed the emperor, so he was released. 】

Hearing this, Rong Tang frowned slightly.

One is because of this disease, he has never experienced it in his previous two lives, and he doesn't know if this is a direct opportunity from the Heavenly Dao or a change brought about by the butterfly effect.

The second is for the moon. Yuerong is the personal maid of the five princes and concubines, and she followed her all the way to the capital from Jiangnan, Sheng Chengli called her Mama Yue, and now in the cold palace, she is the only one who serves the male protagonist.

But in Rong Tang's memory, this Mama Yue is not a loyal servant, and she has always wished that the fifth prince would die early so that she could choose a new master, and it is absolutely impossible to do anything to desperately seek the hospital for the male protagonist.

[Host ......? Seeing that he was lost in thought, the system instinctively asked out loud.

"It's fine." Rong Tang came back to his senses, "I'm used to it." ”

[Are you worried about the male protagonist? ] 】

“？” Rong Tang was stunned for a moment and smiled, "I'm worried about my enemy's life or death?" ”

[......] The system is silent, and it is going to sleep again.

Rong Tang's smile faded again.

He didn't feel wrong, the system was dormant for longer and longer, and Rong Tang had a faint guess in his heart, but he was afraid that this guess would come true.

He unconsciously pinched his fingers and asked, "System?" ”

[Host, I'm here.] 】

"What happens if I take a task?"

The system seemed to be stuck for a moment, and then it resumed its emotionless mechanical voice: [Don't think about the host, although your ultimate task is to protect the male protagonist from being killed by Su Huaijing, but in the process, the main brain will still issue you a series of tasks to force you to complete. 】

[Do you still want to help the male protagonist deal with the villain in this life? ] The system asked him.

Rong Tang fell silent.

That's exactly why he didn't take on the mission.

The main reason for the collapse of the plot line in this world is that Su Huaijing took the initiative to destroy the country after he ascended the throne, but the fundamental reason is still Sheng Chengli.

The protagonist chosen by Tiandao is not in his position, and the order cannot be corrected, which is the reason why the system was born and Rong Tang was pulled in to do the task.

He not only wants to protect the male protagonist from being killed by Su Huaijing, but he also has to save the male protagonist from the cold palace, fight for the male protagonist's heir, help the male protagonist win the hearts of the people and win the emperor's heart, and eradicate dissidents for him......

It's so tired, really, really tired.

There was a time in Rong Tang's previous life when he didn't even dare to sleep, he couldn't remember how many officials who were clearly for the people but fell into his hands because of different positions. Under the threat of absolute imperial power and invisible systems, he even has a luxurious conscience.

All he could do was try to let them get back to the field and save their lives.

As for the rest, Rong Tang couldn't do it, and Sheng Chengli didn't allow him to do it.

……

The system is still dormant in the end, Rong Tang sat at the table and thought for a while, went to the study to copy half a Buddhist scripture, and then he really couldn't stand the weakness of his body and went back to the bedroom to sleep.

The next day was February 30th, and just after dawn, a mighty carriage drove from the Ningxuan Palace's palace to the outside of the city.

Rong Tang didn't rest well, he was still drowsy, but fortunately it was warm in the carriage, Wang Xiuyu thought that this trip would take a long time, and added a few layers of soft cushions to the seats in his car, and Rong Tang fell asleep again after being smoked by the hot red charcoal.

Wang Xiuyu was worried about Rong Tang's body, so she repaired in place every two quarters of an hour, walking and stopping, until it was almost sunset, and the group entered the Buddhist temple.

Tuolan Temple stands on the west mountain outside the city, and is one of the major Buddhist temples with the longest history in Dayu. Although it is not a national temple, its prestige is quite high, and in the hearts of the people, the monks of Tuolan Temple are the living bodhisattvas who save the suffering.

Now it is the day of incense at the beginning of the month, and the carriage that comes from the capital all the way is decorated with sachets and golden bells, and there are countless of them. Rong Tang was afraid of colliding with a noble girl, so he closed the door all the way, and only opened a small opening in the window to let the charcoal smoke in the carriage disperse.

The wing room of Tuolan Temple is also divided into several districts, and there are many people in Ningxuan Wangfu this time, which occupies two courtyards.

One courtyard is Wang Xiuyu, Rong Tang, and his two sisters-in-law; In the other courtyard is the second aunt, her three daughters and a boy who has just turned three.

Rong Tang didn't want to communicate more, although he slept for a long time during the day, he was not very comfortable sleeping in the moving carriage, and he slept again as soon as he entered the temple, and he didn't wake up until three o'clock in the morning.

At this time, the temple was silent, Rong Tang lay with his eyes open for a while, changed his clothes and walked out with a lantern.

There are monks who study at night in the chanting pavilion, Rong Tang has come here, knows the road, quietly finds a small corner all the way around the people, hooks a futon and follows the monks around him to chant the scriptures.

During this period, the system appeared once, as if he wanted to say something, seeing him like this, he silently held back, but this time it did not sleep again, but jumped in the map, shrunk himself beside Rong Tang's legs, and silently listened to him chanting.

After half a night, almost all the monks in the chanting pavilion went back, and Rong Tang got up with his already soreness legs and walked towards the wing room.

The capital is a lot warmer, and it is not the appearance that when I just woke up, I can cough and faint at any time when I stand in the cold wind for a second or two, but it is more deeply exposed, the night wind is still cold, Rong Tang walked and passed by a room with a lamp, which was simply furnished, only a portrait of the Buddha, an incense burner, two tribute candles, and a futon.

The door was open, and a young man in a gray monk's robe chanted with his back to Rong Tang, his voice was soft and his demeanor was calm.

Rong Tang's first reaction was that he was a monk from Tuolan Temple, but when he looked again, he found that he had not been shaved, and his long hair was tied behind him, almost mopping the floor.

Rong Tang raised his eyebrows, but he was a little surprised.

Dayu believes in Buddhism, every new day is the day when Mrs. and Miss enter the temple to worship the Buddha, ordinary men generally avoid this day, only when they are young, or in poor health like Rong Tang, they may be taken out by the housewife to pray together.

I think this is probably the same, but I don't know why, I didn't go to the chanting pavilion to chant the Buddha at night, but found a separate room.

But I have to say that his side is really clean.

Rong Tang glanced at it twice, retracted his gaze, and returned to the wing room to continue sleeping, this time he was even in the mood to think about Su Huaijing's plan before going to bed.

He has inexplicable trust in Su Huaijing, he has planted it in his hands a few times in his previous life, and he has been lucky enough to pit him a few times, Rong Tang clearly knows that this person has a lot of ability.

Shen Feiyi's matter is not difficult to do, the only thing to pay attention to is the issue of public opinion. If you make full use of the momentum to make it bigger, Shen Feiyi will become a good knife for Su Huaijing in the future.

If it is a villain in the middle and late stages of his previous life, he can make it known to everyone in the capital in three days, but after all, this life is a little too early, Su Huaijing has just been in the capital for three months, and he has changed too much in the past nine years, and he can't reveal his identity, which is actually a bit difficult to do.

Rong Tang was outside the city, a little curious about what he could do, but he was not worried.

Thinking about it, he fell asleep until the next morning, when it was just dawn, he was called up by Shuangfu, went to Shangxiang with the princess, and personally asked for a peace charm for Su Huaijing.

Ning Xuan's palace donated a lot of merit money, probably because there was a happy event in the palace this month, and the princess stayed for a long time this time, and everyone stayed in Tolan Temple for five days.

Rong Tang copied Buddhist scriptures in the room during the day, and went to the chanting pavilion to recite scriptures at night.

This lasted for three days, and on the night of the fourth day, he walked towards the chanting pavilion with a lantern, passing by the open door, and the man inside was standing in front of the door and looking up at the moon. ”

Rong Tang also replied: "Chanting Pavilion." ”

The man in the monk's robe smiled: "The donor is sincere, you don't have to stick to the place, if you don't think this place is shabby, why not chant with the poor monks?" ”

Rong Tang was slightly surprised by his self-profess, raised his eyes and looked inside the door, the futon that the man usually knelt on moved a little to the left, and a slightly new futon was placed on the right.

This place is closer than the chanting pavilion, and there are many fewer people, Rong Tang thought for a while, and then thanked him.

After a night of silence and an hour of reading without disturbing each other, Rong Tang got up quietly and withdrew from the side and back, without greeting the other party, and the other party did not raise his eyes.

On the last day, the man had already recited the scriptures, and there was an idle futon next to him, with his long hair scattered like a waterfall, lined under the moonlight of the crescent moon, not like a monk, but like a god who had strayed into the mortal world.

Rong Tang was not polite, only bent slightly at the door and bowed halfway, then walked in and knelt in front of the portrait of the Buddha and recited the scriptures.

He was about to leave after an hour, but as soon as he got up, the man called to him: "Donor stay." ”

Rong Tang stopped and looked at him, the other party closed his eyes, and only got up after reciting the last volume of scriptures.

Inexplicably, Rong Tang looked at his face and felt a strange sense of familiarity.

But I haven't seen it in my previous life, and he doesn't look like anyone Rong Tang knows, if you investigate it, it's more like a Buddha in a portrait.

But it is not similar in appearance, but more of a feeling that gives people, very peaceful and gentle, but it is not the vicissitudes of the world, but an indescribable indifference.

Rong Tang has died three times, and he is used to seeing life and death, and he thinks that he is not as indifferent as him.

And this young man is only about thirty years old.

After the other party finished chanting the scriptures, he got up and recited the Buddha number to Rong Tang, and then asked: "The donor recites the scriptures every night, what do you ask for?" ”

Rong Tang was a little surprised, the monk is the most pure, not caring about the world, although the man in the monk's robe in front of him has not been shaved, but he is a real Buddhist disciple, he will take the initiative to ask him what he thinks.

Rong Tang couldn't help but wonder, has he reached the point where he writes all his thoughts on his face and tells the world?

He was a little helpless, but he still answered truthfully: "Please have peace of mind." ”

The monk asked, "Has the donor ever done anything wrong in his life?" ”

Rong Tang smiled: "Life is in the world, for the sake of power and fame, for life and death, who dares to say that he has not done anything wrong?" ”

The monk looked at him fixedly and shook his head: "The donor is not this kind of person. ”

"The master thinks highly of me." Rong Tang said.

"People who really ask for something have their hearts written on their faces, and chanting sutras and reciting Buddha is just hoping that the Buddha will satisfy their desires." The monk said, "But the benefactor recites the sutra every night, and there is no desire in his eyes. ”

Rong Tang really wanted to find a mirror to see his face at this time, he wanted to see what his eyes without desire looked like.

"The poor monk has a relationship with the benefactor." The monk smiled, leaned over and took off the Buddha statue on the wall under Rong Tang's surprised gaze, rolled it up, held it with both hands and handed it to Rong Tang, "I hope the donor will accept it." ”

Rong Tang subconsciously took half a step back, frowned slightly, and looked sideways at the masonry of the wall, where a shadow left by the lack of sunlight for many years suddenly appeared.

He said, "This thing is valuable, and I can't take it." ”

The other party said: "The donor is a good person, this thing is destined for you, and it chooses you by itself." ”

Rong Tang frowned, stalemate for a long time, but finally bowed down and asked, "Dare to ask the master's number?" ”

"Hui Mian."

Rong Tang was startled, his eyes widened a little, he looked at Hui Mian, and felt rude, retreated and bent over, and made a big gift to Hui Mian: "Thank you for the treasure." ”

Hui Mian, Rong Tang had heard the name in his previous two lives, and the way to know Tuolan Temple was also to help the male protagonist find him.

In the original work, Master Hui Mian has the world in his heart, compassion is immeasurable, is a real living Buddha, Emperor Renshou has repeatedly decreed to invite him into the palace to do things, but once did not invite this high monk.

In Rong Tang's imagination, this should be a simple old man in his seventies and eighties, but he never expected that it would be a young man with long hair and waist-length in his thirties.

Rong Tang smiled bitterly in his heart and said to the system: "If I come to Tuolan Temple ten more times, I may not be able to invite him back." ”

The system was obviously a little surprised, and it was frozen for two seconds before saying: [Stereotypes are unacceptable. 】

Rong Tang smiled, and looked at Hui Mian with a little more respect in his eyes.

In fact, he still wanted to ask why he gave him a Buddha statue, but most of the time he would get a "fateful" answer, and it would be troublesome to ask, so he simply didn't ask, and turned around and walked to the wing.

After the people left, Hui Mian put away a futon, knelt in front of the blank wall again, slowly recited the scriptures, the silver moon was laid down, and the three thousand green silks behind him were white in every inch, like snow covering the wilderness.

-

On the fifth day of the second day of March, the incense was still on before going back, and the carriage stopped and stopped all the way, and returned to the Ningxuan Palace.

Rong Tang pinched the peace charm in his hand, thinking that it was getting late, so it would be better to go to Su Huaijing tomorrow morning, but as soon as he got out of the car, he bumped into Ning Xuan, Wang Rong Mingyu.

The eldest princess is from the top of the horse, and King Ning Xuan has inherited more of his appearance, with a dignified temperament, a face like a crown of jade, and there is no aggression when he looks at the past from afar.

The other party was wearing court clothes, and there was a carriage parked at the door, which should have been summoned by Emperor Renshou to the palace for deliberations.

Wang Xiuyu led everyone to stand on the side to salute King Ning Xuan, and the other party walked over in a few steps, took the princess's hand and put it down for two or three seconds: "The princess has worked hard." ”

Wang Xiuyu's face overflowed with a slightly girlish smile, Rong Tang looked a little distressed, and simply lowered his hand and looked at the big stone lion on the side, and his fingers pinched the peace charm that Su Huaijing asked for in his sleeve.

Who knew that Rong Mingyu actually cast his gaze, his voice was slightly deep, and he looked like a loving father: "The climate in Beijing has been hot and cold for a while, and the climate in Beijing has been unpredictable, so don't go out of the house again when Tang'er comes back this time, and accompany your mother to prepare for the wedding at home." ”

Rong Tang paused, his gaze shifted, moving from the stone lion's bronze bell-like eyes at the entrance of the palace to Rong Mingyu's eyes, and slowly typed a question mark: "? ”

You want me not to see the villain for eighteen days?

Aren't you afraid that he will suddenly turn black and destroy your country!?