Master Ying Wu walked out of the gate of the palace, and when he saw that there was no one around, he took Zhu Tianpeng and got up, and when he reached mid-air, he flew forward. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Not long after, he came to the sky above a temple and landed in front of the door of a meditation room.

"Knock knock, knock knock", Master Ying Wu whispered as he knocked on the door: "Zen Master Huise, have you ever rested?"

There was no light in the meditation room, Master Ying Wu called twice, and a voice came out of the meditation room, with some anger: "Who is looking for a poor monk in the middle of the night?"

"Old man Yingwu, since the Zen master has woken up, he might as well open the door to meet guests. Master Ying Wu still said calmly.

The light was lit up in the meditation room, and the door was opened, revealing a shiny bald head.

"Master Yingwu, what's the point of coming to the poor monk at this time?"

Master Ying Wu smiled and said, "Disturbing in the middle of the night, it shouldn't have been. It's just that the old man is anxious, looking at Zen Master Haihan!"

Seeing that Zen Master Huise let go of the door, he carried Zhu Tianpeng and walked in the door.

Seeing that he was still carrying a person, Zen Master Hui Se asked, "Who is this and why did you lose consciousness?"

Master Ying Wu sighed: "This is a junior of the old man, who accidentally fell into the eye of reincarnation, and his mind fell into reincarnation. The old man knew that the Zen master was proficient in secret methods and was good at understanding the mystery of reincarnation, so he came to ask for help. ”

"Reincarnation Eyes, this is Master Yingwu's secret teachings. Why ......"

Master Ying Wu shook his head and said ashamedly: "Don't talk about the details here. Please also ask the Zen master to help. ”

Zen Master Hui Se also shook his head and said, "Master Yingwu, the relationship between you and me comes from the Dharma, and I don't know the roots. Although the poor monk has a secret method, his mana is limited, and he can't help it!"

Although he was rejected, Master Ying Wu was not discouraged, and said with a smile: "Why should Zen Master be too humble? This son originally had the idea of becoming a monk, but now he has fallen into the mystery of reincarnation, and he is under the door of the Zen master and is driven by it. The Zen master is compassionate, so it may be convenient for one or two. ”

Zen Master Huise still shook his head, his words were bitter, and said: "Don't hide it from the Master, the poor monk's White Lotus Heart Method is only a small success, and it is powerless to help people get free. Shame!"

"If the Zen master really has a heart, why don't you take this son under his disciple and pass on the "White Lotus Heart Method" to him, so that he can save himself?"

Seeing that Zen Master Huise still did not agree, Ying Wu Zen Master was helpless, took out the sword magic weapon, and said: "If the Zen master can return this son to the door wall and give him the secret method, the old man will give it to him with this magic weapon, and I hope that the Zen master will complete it!"

"Since Master Ying Wu is so sincere, the poor monk will accept this apprentice. ”

Zen Master Huise received the sword and magic weapon, came to Zhu Tianpeng, and passed the Dharma on the spot.

Master Yingwu's wish was fulfilled, and he said goodbye to Zen Master Huise. It's just that he didn't go back to the Leping Palace, but fled to a distant unknown place.

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Zhu Tianpeng's consciousness fell into a fog, not knowing who he was or where he was going.

In the mist, he saw many women's faces.

There are fresh and refined girls, there are smiling girls, there are dignified and beautiful ladies, and there are mature and charming young women......

He savored the beauty and bitterness of the experience with these women, and his consciousness was addicted and he couldn't extricate himself.

I don't know how long later, a Zen chant suddenly sounded in my ears: "The bitter sea sinks, and the back is the shore; ”

He was shocked, and his consciousness was sober, knowing that his surname was Zhu, but he was immediately confused again!

He became a scholar named "Qin Qing", his father Qin Yan, his mother Qin Huang, and his childhood sweetheart's cousin.

In the garden, a swing is floating.

I saw that the swing was swinging higher and higher, and the girl's laughter was spreading farther and farther.

"Cao'er, you come down, it's time for you to push me!" A beautiful boy of seven or eight years old stood under the swing, looking up at the little girl on the swing with an annoyed expression.

The swing didn't stop for a while.

The little girl sitting on the swing was only six or seven years old, and she was playing happily, and when she heard that she was going down, she begged softly: "Brother Qing, is it okay to push the calyx three more times?" ”

Although she was not very happy, Qin Qing continued to help the little girl push the swing three times.

When Qin Qing sat on the swing, the little girl named Cao'er stood under the swing, puffing out her cheeks, and pushing the swing hard, but her strength was small, and the swing was not high.

Qin Qing hurriedly urged: "Harder, harder." ”

Cao'er stopped, pouted, and said angrily: "People are girls, how can they have the strength? You are an elder brother, and Cao'er wants to push you, shame, shame, shame." ”

Qin Qing's little face flushed, and he hurriedly came down and changed the calyx to the swing.

The little girl's name is Yang Cao'er, and she and Qin Qing are aunts and cousins, and both of them are the children of official eunuchs. The Qin and Yang families live in the same workshop, and they are brothers-in-law, and they are intimate.

Qin Qing's father, Qin Yan, because he offended the eunuchs in power, was secretly sent to the southwest border.

Brother-in-law Qin Yan is not at home, and Yang Huang, Yang Cao'er's mother, often brings her daughter to visit her sister.

Qin Qing and Yang Cao'er see each other almost every day, and their relationship is getting deeper and deeper.

Two years later, Qin Yan was still an official in the southwestern border, but Qin Huang fell ill and died. Before dying, he entrusted Qin Qing to his sister Yang Huang.

"Brother Qing, don't be sad, okay? Seeing that you are not happy, Cao'er is not happy either. ”

For ten-year-old Qin Qing, how can he not be sad when his mother who accompanies him every day has passed away!

Seeing that Qin Qing was still unhappy, Yang Cao'er thought about it and said, "Brother Qing, Cao'er has a very beautiful gift for you. ”

"What a gift. Qin Qing dealt with it casually, and finally spoke up.

Seeing that the method was effective, Yang Cao'er showed two small dimples and said, "Mother taught Cao'er embroidery yesterday, it's fun." Cao'er embroidered a lotus flower, and my mother praised Cao'er!"

"Oh!" Qin Qing was still not interested.

After all, Yang Cao'er was only eight years old, and when she saw Qin Yan's answer, she became happy, carefully took out the embroidery in her arms, slowly spread it out on her little hand, handed it to Qin Yan, and said happily: "This is the lotus flower embroidered by Cao'er, isn't it beautiful?"

Qin Qing glanced up and glanced at it, he didn't plan to take a closer look, but suddenly felt that the embroidery was a little strange, so he took a closer look and said strangely: "Where is the lotus?"

On a white handkerchief, two circles were embroidered with green thread, and another circle was embroidered with red thread, and there was a small circle in the red circle, and there was no lotus flower in sight.

"Brother Qing, don't you know this?" Yang Cao'er was anxious, her right hand was pulled out from under the handkerchief, and her pink little finger pointed on the handkerchief: "This green is a lotus leaf, and this red is a lotus flower, isn't it beautiful?"

"Flutter!" Qin Qing couldn't hold back for a moment, and laughed out loud.

In the blink of an eye, four years have passed.

His father, Qin Yan, still failed to transfer back from the southwestern border. Qin Qing and Yang Cao'er have gradually grown up.

"Brother Qing, listen to my father, have you passed the county exam?"

Fourteen-year-old Qin Qing is already a little adult, no longer a child's bun.

He looked at the beautiful and lovely Yang Cao'er in front of him and smiled: "That's true." ”

Yang Cao'er's two big eyes were full of admiration, and she asked, "Then you are a Xiucai now?"

Qin Qing shook his head and denied that he was a Xiucai. But he didn't want to be underestimated by Yang Cao'er, so he hurriedly said: "But I will definitely be admitted to Xiucai in the future, not only that, but I also have to take the exam, take the Jinshi exam, and wear flowers and ride a horse on the royal road in the capital." ”

Yang Cao'er looked envious and asked, "Then can you take me with you when you ride a horse on the royal road?"